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Konnichi wa. I am the author, Kennyuuki Miaka. Duo, once again, is all into Heero. Hope you like. Tanoshimu, minna-san!
Tanoshimu, minna-san- Enjoy or have fun, everyone
Prologue: Watching Heaven From Afar
I saw him everyday when I went to work. Crossing the street, heading for his townhouse. He moved gracefully, like a big, sexy cat. His braid swung below his knees, a deep chocolate brown. I only saw his eyes once. They were amethyst, yet put that priceless jewel to shame. They glowed with the knowledge of life, and what it really meant.
Duo Maxwell. He was Shinigami, the God of Death. I imagined myself his servant, always by his side. Those big purple eyes looking at me with love. But it wasn't meant to be. Everyday, as I watched him walk into his townhouse, I always caught a glimpse of the blue-haired girl who kissed him.
She was stunning. She looked like some sort of supermodel, all graceful lines and curves. I couldn't compare to her. I was plain, with brown hair and dull blue eyes. He wouldn't notice me. A God wouldn't notice me.
I could swear I caught him watching me once. I bet he was wondering why that plain guy always watched him. What do I need him for, he'd think. I've got my blue-haired supermodel. I know that's how he feels. Because one time, I asked him.
I asked if he liked the girl he was with. I fear I sounded like a reporter, like the endless stream of gold diggers after his fortune. Yes, I had the courage to ask him of his happiness. His exact words were, "Why shouldn't I be? I have Hilde. Though I know I could have more." Those words damn near broke my heart. and I answered simply, "Why not?" Then I turned my back on Shingami. Turned my back! How could I turn on such perfection? But I did. I did...
Now my life is nothing but staring out the bank window of my little office, watching God walk by. Watching him kiss his supermodel. Watching him go on with his life while I put mine on hold. For him.
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Everyday I watched him. He was a jewel in my otherwise dreary world. To everyone who didn't know me, I looked happy. I had Hilde, a beautiful...bauble. An ornament on my arm. Another trinket to make me look good.
Hilde was nothing compared to the brown-haired God in the bank. I heard his name was Heero Yuy.Now that was a beautiful name. Not like Hilde, which sounded swedish. I always expected her to say, "un I am Hilda," when someone asked her name. But Heero, Heero was a beautiful name.
He knew he watched him everyday, even occasionally took pictures. He wondered what poor bank worker wanted him to do that for her. He didn't mind. He loved how his entrancing Prussian eyes followed him everywhere. Sometimes it even made him shiver. Uncontrollably.
He dreamed of him. Of those soft pink lips pressed to his. Of that slender hand entwined with his as they rode in the car, walked in the park, simply stared at eachother. But he knew it would never come true. He was too good for him.
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Konnichi wa. I am the author, Kennyuuki Miaka. Duo, once again, is all into Heero. Hope you like. Tanoshimu, minna-san!
Tanoshimu, minna-san- Enjoy or have fun, everyone
Prologue: Watching Heaven From Afar
I saw him everyday when I went to work. Crossing the street, heading for his townhouse. He moved gracefully, like a big, sexy cat. His braid swung below his knees, a deep chocolate brown. I only saw his eyes once. They were amethyst, yet put that priceless jewel to shame. They glowed with the knowledge of life, and what it really meant.
Duo Maxwell. He was Shinigami, the God of Death. I imagined myself his servant, always by his side. Those big purple eyes looking at me with love. But it wasn't meant to be. Everyday, as I watched him walk into his townhouse, I always caught a glimpse of the blue-haired girl who kissed him.
She was stunning. She looked like some sort of supermodel, all graceful lines and curves. I couldn't compare to her. I was plain, with brown hair and dull blue eyes. He wouldn't notice me. A God wouldn't notice me.
I could swear I caught him watching me once. I bet he was wondering why that plain guy always watched him. What do I need him for, he'd think. I've got my blue-haired supermodel. I know that's how he feels. Because one time, I asked him.
I asked if he liked the girl he was with. I fear I sounded like a reporter, like the endless stream of gold diggers after his fortune. Yes, I had the courage to ask him of his happiness. His exact words were, "Why shouldn't I be? I have Hilde. Though I know I could have more." Those words damn near broke my heart. and I answered simply, "Why not?" Then I turned my back on Shingami. Turned my back! How could I turn on such perfection? But I did. I did...
Now my life is nothing but staring out the bank window of my little office, watching God walk by. Watching him kiss his supermodel. Watching him go on with his life while I put mine on hold. For him.
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Everyday I watched him. He was a jewel in my otherwise dreary world. To everyone who didn't know me, I looked happy. I had Hilde, a beautiful...bauble. An ornament on my arm. Another trinket to make me look good.
Hilde was nothing compared to the brown-haired God in the bank. I heard his name was Heero Yuy.Now that was a beautiful name. Not like Hilde, which sounded swedish. I always expected her to say, "un I am Hilda," when someone asked her name. But Heero, Heero was a beautiful name.
He knew he watched him everyday, even occasionally took pictures. He wondered what poor bank worker wanted him to do that for her. He didn't mind. He loved how his entrancing Prussian eyes followed him everywhere. Sometimes it even made him shiver. Uncontrollably.
He dreamed of him. Of those soft pink lips pressed to his. Of that slender hand entwined with his as they rode in the car, walked in the park, simply stared at eachother. But he knew it would never come true. He was too good for him.
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So, my loyal fans who hate me, how was it? I need five reviews to continue. I makes me feel better. ^_^