p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;"Between words, Heero smiled. And at that moment the world suddenly stopped, everything around them coming to a screeching halt in those precious seconds./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;"Yes, it wac cliche beyond measure and no one in their right mind would ever say that out loud. Duo definitely wasn't in his right mind. It couldn't be helped, though. Duo still felt butterflies in the pit of his stomach and his pulse spiked, making him slightly dizzy with the intensity of the high he got just being near the other pilot. Prussian blue met startling violet and Duo held his breath. 1, 2, 3, 4…/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;"Heero glanced away and the 02 pilot took a deep, gasping breath, prompting the other boy to grut and ask if he was alright. Duo nodded, not trusting in his ability to form coherent sentences as Heero continued the briefing of the security system they'd be working to avoid being detected by during the coming mission./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;"Duo couldn't figure out how it came to this. Just weeks before, they'd been screaming at one another over events of the past, reliving the day they first met. It always came back to that day. Every argument would eventually degrade into heated shouting and fists flying. How then, could Duo possibly be feeling this way?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;"Ever since the Wing pilot had almost died, Duo would let him win a few arguments. He'd offer Heero food first, shower last so the other could have hot water, give up the best sleeping spots. And then there was this feeling that Duo hoped he was misinterpreting. His heart fluttering at the rare smiles he coaxed from the Japanese boy. How he couldn't breathe when their eyes met. The things he thought laying there in the dark with Heero just feet away./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;""MAXWELL! Did you hear a single word I just said? Get serious."/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;"Duo cautiously met the icy glare of his fellow pilot and shook his head, looking sheepish. Heero threw the stack of papers outlining the mission at him, looking absolutely livid as he stormed out of the house and slammed the door hard enough to shake a stack of books from the shelf. Duo grinned./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;"Yup. Duo was in deep…and he hadn't the slightest idea how that could possibly be./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;"Yes, it wac cliche beyond measure and no one in their right mind would ever say that out loud. Duo definitely wasn't in his right mind. It couldn't be helped, though. Duo still felt butterflies in the pit of his stomach and his pulse spiked, making him slightly dizzy with the intensity of the high he got just being near the other pilot. Prussian blue met startling violet and Duo held his breath. 1, 2, 3, 4…/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;"Heero glanced away and the 02 pilot took a deep, gasping breath, prompting the other boy to grut and ask if he was alright. Duo nodded, not trusting in his ability to form coherent sentences as Heero continued the briefing of the security system they'd be working to avoid being detected by during the coming mission./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;"Duo couldn't figure out how it came to this. Just weeks before, they'd been screaming at one another over events of the past, reliving the day they first met. It always came back to that day. Every argument would eventually degrade into heated shouting and fists flying. How then, could Duo possibly be feeling this way?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;"Ever since the Wing pilot had almost died, Duo would let him win a few arguments. He'd offer Heero food first, shower last so the other could have hot water, give up the best sleeping spots. And then there was this feeling that Duo hoped he was misinterpreting. His heart fluttering at the rare smiles he coaxed from the Japanese boy. How he couldn't breathe when their eyes met. The things he thought laying there in the dark with Heero just feet away./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;""MAXWELL! Did you hear a single word I just said? Get serious."/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;"Duo cautiously met the icy glare of his fellow pilot and shook his head, looking sheepish. Heero threw the stack of papers outlining the mission at him, looking absolutely livid as he stormed out of the house and slammed the door hard enough to shake a stack of books from the shelf. Duo grinned./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"span style="font-size: large;"Yup. Duo was in deep…and he hadn't the slightest idea how that could possibly be./span/span/span/p
