Runaway Run
Shila (Psycho Elf)
Archive: go 'head, jus lemme know
Warnings: songfic, shonen-ai, rated pg-13 for a kiss and
language. runaway run by hanson (it fit, okay?).
Disclaimer: not mine. dey might live with me but dey not
mine. don't sue. no money now, no make money off fic, we all good.
{song lyrics}
thoughts
Runaway Run
{And I waited for you
And I waited for you}
Duo sighed. He swore his heart was broken. Shattered into
tiny little peices.
Sure, he'd expected it. But thinking something was going to
happen wasn't the same as having it happen. He hurt, all over, like someone had
taken a cement roller and driven over him. Like he was nothing more than a
flattened bug on a city sidewalk, people stomping him without a care in the
world.
{Just a picture and a feeling and a face
How could I forget your touch
Your warm embrace
And the shoes you wore with long black satin lace
As you walked into my mind}
The marriage announcement had come coldly in the mail after
the war had ended. Heero Yuy and Relena Peacecraft. He'd been cordially invited
but figured he'd just sit at home and mope. For one's love to be stolen by some
vapid little airhead pained him enough. He didn't want to witness the
comedically tragic occasion.
He could picture it in his mind. Heero standing impatienly
at the altar while Relena walked slowly up the aisle. Just for shits and
giggles he added himself, Quatre, Trowa, Wufei, Zechs, and even Treize to the
small gathering of the groom's ushers. Duo himself had the little flip to his
bowtie that indicated he was best man - Heero would do that much at least and
it was his little mental wedding anyway - and he was watching it all with a
stupid grin on his face and his hair let down for once.
Relena had as bride's maids the doctor Sally Po, Catherine,
Lady Une (hair up and glasses on just to scare people), Lucrezia Noin, Dorothy
Catalonia, and Hilde. Lady Une was her Maid of Honor, lavender gown falling
about her and looking rather out of place when coupled with such a hard face.
He saw all this in his mind and couldn't help but laugh.
Soon, though, he realized that this was truly happening. It finally sunk in and
he collapsed to the ground, sobbing.
Why am I crying? It's not like I ever told him about my
feelings. We were just soldiers together. Closer than friends, closer than
lovers. We were an elite fighting force with no semblance of normality but each
other. Yeah, so a few times we all screwed around but it was just sex. Never
love.
I wonder if my heart realized that...
{As you walked into this old forgotten hall
Just one look and I began to fall
Wish I could frame you and this feeling on the wall
To stare at til there is no time}
Heero stood in the dressing room on that fateful day,
encased in a tighter-than-his-spandex tux that made him feel like a two-pound
sausage stuffed in a half-pound casing. It also made him feel like he was an
ornament, nothing real.
It was true, though. To Relena he was just a childhood
fantasy. He had no idea why he hadn't told her to bug the fuck off for the
eighty-fourth time (he'd been counting all the times she asked him to marry
her) and finally gave in. He was amazed at his lack of resilience. It hurt to
know that Duo wasn't coming either; his old war friend had returned the
invitation to him unopened. Apparently his best friend was done with him, now
that the war had been over for more than a year. He sighed. He had been
counting on Duo's cheery smile and casual teasing to take the edge off of
Relena. But no, that was not to be. He hadn't thought about it for a reason but
now that his mind touched on the subject he realized that he had held on to
hear that playfully gibing voice nag him for self-destructing again. The only
reason he was still alive today was because he'd made himself keep going. Just
to prove Duo wrong, that not everyone he cared for died. After all, the five
pilots were still alive. They had cared for each other, hadn't they? As
friends? They had certainly had that warm sense of camaraderie during the war.
They'd been close, all of them, because it was all they had.
{And I waited for you
Just hoping that you'd come back to me
And I waited for you}
He sighed and straightened the tie one last time. He'd had
to make Quatre his best man because Duo wasn't coming. Quatre and Trowa had
settled down together soon after the war, ignoring the way that Cathy had
glared at the two of them. They were very happy and had this tiny little cabin
out in the middle of nowhere where they stayed for weeks at a time, just to be
alone together. He wished that he could have a little cabin of his own, with
Duo to keep the house warm. That, however, was a thing of the past and as close
as he would come to it again was sweet memories. He wasn't sure of what he felt
for his old comrade-in-arms - no, wait, comrade-in-explosions - but he was sure
that whatever it was was stronger than even the annoyance he felt with Relena.
He heard a knock at the door. "Wha?" he mumbled,
only half aware and still lost in his musings.
"It's time," said the soft voice of Wufei, cutting
into his thoughts. He sighed one last time and plastered what he called,
"the Duo grin," onto his face as he turned away from the mirror. He
walked resignedly towards the door and out of it.
He heard it close behind him and nearly screamed. He
couldn't do this...
{Run, run, runaway run
Maybe some day I will find someone too
Run, run, run away
Maybe some day, maybe some day...}
Duo yanked on the handlebars of his Harley. He roared the
hawg past the honking traffic and up to the church doors, leaving the shiny
black motorcycle right outside. (He'd improved it with parts of Deathscythe
before it'd been destroyed. That bike could hit a hundred and fifty and it had
a few nice "extra" features.)
He pulled open the church door and raced inside...
{From a distance watched the flowers brush your cheek
As you read the words I wrote I couldn't speak
And now I lay here broken heart and blistered feet
As you're spinning round my mind
And I waited for you
Dreamin' of you comin' to me
And I waited for you}
Heero stood at the altar, trepidation banished from his
handsome face. Quatre and Trowa and Wufei stood close at hand. Their happiness
for him seemed to make up for his lack of such an emotion as Relena, garbed in
a majestic white dress, slowly made her way up the aisle. As she neared the
altar, Heero could see her trying not to dance for joy. He restrained himself
from rolling his eyes and once again plastered a smile over his features. He
took her arm as she ascended the few steps to stand before the priest. He saw
Quatre smiling hugely at him and Wufei with a quiet smile on his face. Trowa
nodded with all seriousness, telling his friend that there was no turning back
now. Heero could have cried at that moment. Being married to Relena was the
last thing he wanted, but this whole ceremony, all of it... wasted?
He couldn't do that.
{Run, run, runaway run
Maybe someday I will find someone too
Run, run, run away
Maybe some day, maybe some day
When you weep you can know that it's alright
As you sleep I'll just follow your door light
We can talk just as long as we hold on tight
Just one breath is a million sighs
I can tell every breath that you're breathin'
I can feel every thought that you're thinkin'
We can talk it's a thousand years gone by
You and I}
Duo paled. The scene was exactly as he'd pictured - minus
the OZzies, of course. And himself. He shook his composure back into place and
strode up the aisle, people gasping and yelling and pointing. He pulled Relena
away from his Heero and fell to one knee. He held out a tiny box to the one he
loved and said in a whisper, "Gods, Heero, I can't live without you.
Please marry me. We can live together and be happy and..." The braided boy
trailed off, seeing the most honest expression of shock on Heero's face he'd
never imagined. Just as he was about to break down and cry at this rejection,
his friend and love reached down and pulled him up, wrapping strong arms around
Duo's body and embracing him deeply.
Quatre was cheering and crying with this big smile on his
face while Trowa simply held his beloved and smiled. Wufei grinned and grabbed
the punch bowl, uncharacteristically dumping it over the two kissing young men.
"Ahhh!!" yelled a red-juice-drenched Heero.
"Damn you Wufei!"
Duo smiled and pulled his koi back into his arms. "Kill
him later," he whispered huskily. "We have more important business to
attend to..."
Heero nodded with a slight smile, and picking Duo up, he
strode determinedly out the doors. The two of them sat on the bike and sped
away, the other three pilots throwing rice after them long after they were
gone.
{Run, run, runaway run
Maybe some day I will find someone too
Run, run, run away
Maybe some day, maybe some day
Run, run, runaway run
Maybe some day I will find some way
Maybe some day, maybe some day
I'll run away, yeah}
Relena merely sat on the church stairs and sobbed.
~end~
my first songfic. please tell me what you think of it.
kittiklaw@yahoo.com
Shila, Psycho Elf
okies, time for the after notes. you don't have to read this
but this is Shil we're talkin about here. i'm messed. gotta spill credit to my
"muses" and that damned creative urge. it just keeps churnin in my
mind. until i realized to write it down, i acted it out. Live-Action
RolePlaying (RiPping!!) so credit goes to Liddy~san for knocking concept of fic
into head. *knocks skull* thick head. fast, but thick.
credit goes to Bootz cause she is Bootz and my best. More to
my Lady cause the creativity is born of her Song. i'm gonna drop the det's
cause ya don' need to know but Thalia touched this ficcie here. (well, Thalia
touches anything with D-chan, so...)
Duo: I heard that!
Shil: So?
Duo: *sighs* Where'd Sage go?
Cye: Back to the dojo.
Duo: The what?
Tara: AAAAAAIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!! *launches herself at Duo,
swinging sword and screaming*
Duo: *grabs his braid, screams, and runs*
Shil: *sighs*
Cye: Not again....
bya now! *poofs*
Shila Psycho Elf (finally gone!)