Title: Untitled
Genre: Gundam Wing
Pairing: 1x2
Chapter: 1/1
Disclaimer: If I owned Gundam Wing, well, everyone would envy me and not Bandai.
Notes: I wanted to do some sap. I feel romantic. So sue me. This is what I get for listening to 'Werewolves of London' for three and a half hours on end.
Summary: Duo's hyper, and Heero's got some time…
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"Heero, I'm bored. Do something with me."
Heero's left eye twitched. He'd do something with Duo, that was for certain. Whether it was good or bad, well…he couldn't be held responsible for his actions. The braided pilot bounced on his bed to the best of his abilities.
"Duo, just sit still. You broke your leg, and we're not on a mission, so why can't you…Just…Sit…Still?"
Duo pouted. Sure, he could stay still. But that was hard for him; couldn't Heero see that? Duo Maxwell did not just sit idle when there were things to do. People to see. Things to kill.
"I hate you, you know? Just sitting there, not even caring about me and my poor leg. If I die of boredom, it's so totally your fault."
The Japanese man rolled his eyes. "Duo, you're bed ridden, not crippled."
Duo glared at him. "I might as well be! What can you do with a broken leg? Not a whole lot, let me tell you! And we don't have anything to do; you wont even let me surf the net on your computer. You suck." Pouting, he folded his arms over his chest.
Heero couldn't help but chuckle. It was a funny site, seeing the big, scary pilot of the gundam Deathscythe pouting and telling him he sucked. Not only that, but the fact that he was the only one there for Duo to complain to made the whole thing that much funnier. He couldn't help as that chuckle turned into a laugh.
"Don't laugh at me! I'm being serious! You suck! I hate you, too. You're sucky and crappy and…just go away!" Duo's pout became a glare, and Heero laughed harder. Duo just looked to cute, sitting there with his leg sticking out, pouty lipped and cute little glare. Of course, Duo didn't find the situation as humorous as Heero seemed to; in fact, he couldn't see the humor in the situation at all.
"I'm sorry Duo. It's just, you look funny."
That didn't seem to help the situation. Duo looked like he was going to cry in frustration. " You suck! Shut up! I do not look funny! Argh! I hate you! Hate you with the passion of…of…Relena! So there! I totally and utterly hate you, you…you…you evil, masochistic megalomaniac! You suicidal lunatic! You-"
And that was as far as Duo's ranting went, because his lips were blocked by Heero's lips. Pulling away slowly, Heero smirked.
"So, I suck, do I?"
Duo's eyes narrowed. "That was a dirty trick, Heero. "
Heero laughed. "It worked, didn't it? Besides…I always wanted to do it."
Duo looked at him. "Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Well…I wouldn't mind if you did it again."
And as lips met, Duo reminded himself that Heero, in fact, did not suck; at least not when he was kissing him like this.
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Okay, so the ending totally sucked. It's late and I'm sick. Deal. Review, too, and you can have cookies. And Flames shall be used to slow roast Relena. XD