The characters and world of Gundam Wing do not belong to me, and I'm certainly not making any money off of them, just borrowing them for my own amusement.
Dreams of Flying
Endless blue skies, the white-hot sun setting banks of drifting clouds alight.
He races his own shadow over the fluffy hills. The small grey blob skims across the clouds just behind him, always behind him no matter how far he flies.
Finally he turns up and soars into the clear blue, the shadow growing tiny below him, until it fades, then disappears.
His laughter echoes all around him. The echoes grow shrill and insistent, beeping in his ear.
Heero rolls out of bed. His feet land firmly on the cool wooden floor as his hand turns off the alarm clock.
He walks to his small white bathroom and brushes his teeth as he shrugs off his night clothes and drops them one-handed into the linen hamper.
He turns on the water for a shower and lets it heat up as he takes a piss. Swirling steam quickly fills the tiny tiled room.
Then he steps under the warm spray and lathers his hair and body with an all-in-one soap. He takes a moment to relax under the beating water as the lather rinses off.
He turns off the water, spinning the silver knobs with a flourish, then he quickly towels off. He spends a little extra time drying his untamable hair.
Hanging the towel off the back of the bathroom door as he reenters his room, he strides over to his dresser where his work clothes are already laid out. He pulls them on with the ease of routine. His black jacket goes on last, right after his gun holster.
A soft whine lets him know that Sherise is awake and ready to go as well, so he picks his briefcase off the small table next to the door along with her leash. She sits patiently as he clips the leash to her collar, and stays just behind him as he leaves his one-room efficiency.
They stride down the dingy gray hall, a young man in a tailored black suit and matching briefcase with an elegant black Rottweiler keeping pace beside him.
He runs a hand through his damp hair, trying to smooth the wild curls as he leads Sherise down the stairs.
Heero always leaves his flat at 5:30 sharp. His alarm is set for 5:26 am.
