Life in a Different Way
It seems as though I am always late these days, I suppose that is perfectly expectable. My partner, Duo Maxwell, seems to always need a ride to work with me, or a ride to the grocery store, or even, once, a ride to doctor's appointment at the clinic.
Ever since the war ended, I have had trouble going back to a normal lifestyle. For a while I tried to have a relationship with Relena Peacecraft, but she is not only immature and kind of creepy, but I'm gay, so as flat-chested as she may be, Relena just doesn't catch my fancy.
As of now, I am sitting in my living room with Duo, he came over at around 8:00 with a movie called 'The Rocky Horror Picture Show', I have yet still to understand what the hell it is about. Duo is sitting next to me, his hair is fanned out all over the sofa, it normally wouldn't be, but his elastic hair-tie appears to have broken.
"Oi, Heero?" I am struck out of my reverie when Duo calls out.
"What?"
"Can I stay here for the night? Please, Heero?" I can't help but wonder what is wrong with his own apartment.
"Hn, fine. But don't make too much noise, you can stay here out on the sofa, I'll get you a blanket and pillow," I said.
Duo shook his head. "No, I don't mind. Besides I don't want you to go to any trouble for me."
I just nod stupidly. There is something wrong with Duo, I just haven't been quite able to figure it out. Oh well, I suppose I will find out eventually, hopefully tomorrow morning.
I woke up at about seven and walked out to make breakfast. I saw Duo still on the couch from last night--I had thought he might go home. He was shivering slightly from not having any covers so I grabbed one from the closet and laid it out over him. After having done this, I went to the kitchen.
About half an hour later Duo woke up and came into the kitchen. I had made French-toast and some coffee. He looked at me and smiled, I love his smile so much, it adds light to his eyes, that usually isn't there.
"Thanks, 'Ro. I really owe ya one, eh pal?"
I shook my head. "No, I just want an explanation as to why."
"It's because of Daemon, he doesn't love me anymore," I snorted, I honestly doubt that Daemon ever loved Duo... not that way I do, at least.
I looked up and saw tears in Duo's eyes and instantly felt pain tearing at my heart. Slowly, he turned around and pulled his shirt up. On his back were a multitude of purple, splotchy bruises and raw, red scratches.
I felt my blood boiling at whomever did this to Duo.
"People don't hurt you when they love you, Heero."
I walkied over to Duo and reached my arms aroundd him. "I love you, Duo. Please let me have you."
"Yes, I love you too, Heero. Let me stay with you forever!" Duo gasped.
I pulled him closer and held him. Forever, Duo. I will always love you.
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It seems as though I am always late these days, I suppose that is perfectly expectable. My partner, Duo Maxwell, seems to always need a ride to work with me, or a ride to the grocery store, or even, once, a ride to doctor's appointment at the clinic.
Ever since the war ended, I have had trouble going back to a normal lifestyle. For a while I tried to have a relationship with Relena Peacecraft, but she is not only immature and kind of creepy, but I'm gay, so as flat-chested as she may be, Relena just doesn't catch my fancy.
As of now, I am sitting in my living room with Duo, he came over at around 8:00 with a movie called 'The Rocky Horror Picture Show', I have yet still to understand what the hell it is about. Duo is sitting next to me, his hair is fanned out all over the sofa, it normally wouldn't be, but his elastic hair-tie appears to have broken.
"Oi, Heero?" I am struck out of my reverie when Duo calls out.
"What?"
"Can I stay here for the night? Please, Heero?" I can't help but wonder what is wrong with his own apartment.
"Hn, fine. But don't make too much noise, you can stay here out on the sofa, I'll get you a blanket and pillow," I said.
Duo shook his head. "No, I don't mind. Besides I don't want you to go to any trouble for me."
I just nod stupidly. There is something wrong with Duo, I just haven't been quite able to figure it out. Oh well, I suppose I will find out eventually, hopefully tomorrow morning.
I woke up at about seven and walked out to make breakfast. I saw Duo still on the couch from last night--I had thought he might go home. He was shivering slightly from not having any covers so I grabbed one from the closet and laid it out over him. After having done this, I went to the kitchen.
About half an hour later Duo woke up and came into the kitchen. I had made French-toast and some coffee. He looked at me and smiled, I love his smile so much, it adds light to his eyes, that usually isn't there.
"Thanks, 'Ro. I really owe ya one, eh pal?"
I shook my head. "No, I just want an explanation as to why."
"It's because of Daemon, he doesn't love me anymore," I snorted, I honestly doubt that Daemon ever loved Duo... not that way I do, at least.
I looked up and saw tears in Duo's eyes and instantly felt pain tearing at my heart. Slowly, he turned around and pulled his shirt up. On his back were a multitude of purple, splotchy bruises and raw, red scratches.
I felt my blood boiling at whomever did this to Duo.
"People don't hurt you when they love you, Heero."
I walkied over to Duo and reached my arms aroundd him. "I love you, Duo. Please let me have you."
"Yes, I love you too, Heero. Let me stay with you forever!" Duo gasped.
I pulled him closer and held him. Forever, Duo. I will always love you.
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