Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and never will.

Heero suffers in silence everyday.His bitter past haunts him every waking moment and his heart aches for freedom and peace.
But never - he never lets a single tear be shed. Duo understands. Is the only one who understands.

And his gorgeous smile never slips. His warmth never recedes.

When it is all over, the beautiful, braided pilot is the one who holds him. Letting Heero crush him close. And when the tears flow, Duo's reassuring presence is welcomed. His dark eyes are warm and his shirt soaks his tears up.

Duo's hand sifts through his chocolate brown hair reassuringly as Heero rests his head on his lap.
And both of them know. No words are needed. Lips against lips. Skin again skin. When they finish, content and sated, Heero rests his chin on the mahogany silk on Duo's crown and crushes him to his body. Never letting go.
No words.

Author's Note : Hope you enjoyed this pointless drabble. Read and Review, please.