Mission Accomplished.
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: I do not own any part of Gundam Wing and it's characters.
Summary : He had to get home to see his love to claim his hug and
kiss.
Pairings : 2 x 1
Author's notes : I had wanted to make
this a deathfic at first but then again , I had lost the mood for it.
So there you have it. A short fic. I might consider making this into
a multiple chapter fic but we'll see. It depends on who's
interested to read more. Review please. It makes me happy. (:
Enjoy.
The blood pooled at his feet. It was all he could do to keep standing. The bullets had gone through him in several places and cuts were evident on his body but he didn't feel the pain. He forced himself to stay awake and pushed the pain aside.
All he wanted to see now was his lover. The one thing that kept his mind awake , his body moving even though it was on the brink of collapsing.
He started to feel pain. But it was slow and little.
'Hah. ' He cursed himself. He was slipping. He wasn't supposed to feel pain now. He pushed it once again to the far side of his mind.
He repeated his love's name over and over in his mind , determined to get home and hug him. To reassure himself that he was still alive.
He laughed at himself inwardly. How ironic. In the past , the only thing that made him feel alive was pain. Now that he was practically shrouded in it , he felt more dead than alive. He wanted to feel his lover hug him tight and whisper sweet nothings in his ear. Reassuring him that he was there and would always be. Ensure him that he was alive. Tend to his wounds and kissed them all.
But first , he needed to get home. The toll of his wounds were catching up fast. It seems like he was straying. Mission first , he told himself. He pushed himself into the vehicle that was awaiting him. With much effort , he focused his pain on another part of his mind and pressed on the accelerator.
The only thing on his mind was the beautiful image of his love. Smirking , he rounded a corner and sped , ignoring all traffic laws. He wasn't going to give up just yet.
By the time he had reached the apartment they shared , the seat of the car was red. It was previously an off-white colour. His love is going to have a fit over that. It would take ages to get the blood off the leather.
Ironic. He was more worried about how he was going to get the blood off the seat rather than worrying about how much blood he had already lost. Hah , he could have just laughed out loud if it weren't hurting so bad.
Wait , it hurt. He thought that he had managed to push all of that aside. Shit. That meant that he really was getting soft. He was slipping from the soldier he once was.
Step by step , he was reaching his destination. The white door of his apartment was right in front of him. It was so close. And yet , oh so far. His vision faltered , an urgent reminder to get home quick and claim his hug and kiss. It was also a reminder of how much blood he had already lost.
Every step he took was now laced with pain. He couldn't push it away anymore and now , it came back full force.
There , the door was within reach. He could touch the doorknob if he reached out for it , but he couldn't urge his hand to move. He had already spent his energy doing whatever he was doing just now.
The door opened. His love was standing there.
Heero allowed himself a smile before collapsing into Duo's arms.
"Mission accomplished."
Fin.
Review? Thanks alot. It'll make me happy. I'm considering if I should make this into a multiple chapter fic. We'll see how it goes. It all depends on the people out there. (:
Love,
Nananah!
