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The Not So Perfect Soldier
It's storming as I write this. By candle light no doubt. The rumbling of thunder and flashing of lightning don't even begin to compare to the battles that I've fought. But to tell you the truth, as much as I hate to admit it, this frightens me. My hands are trembling so much that I can barely make out my own printing. It's not just this storm, but every thunderstorm. I'm sure it's because on Earth, I have no control over it. At least that's what my lover says.
It's one of my deepest secrets that I have shared with Trowa. If the others were to find out half the things that frighten 'the perfect soldier' I'd never hear the end of it. Duo would definitely say something. That baka pesters me enough thank you. Wufei would say something as well. Most likely about what a weakness it is. Quatre would probably understand; he was frightened as well. I wonder if Duo knew that his lover slept under the bed during storms.
Anyway Trowa had found out my fear of thunderstorms during one of our missions. By that time everyone who mattered knew about our relationship. We were sleeping peacefully and I was perfectly content to stay in his arms for the rest of the night. Coincidentally that happened, but shivering in total fear was not part of the original plan. As soon as the rumbling started I was clutching to Trowa like a lifeline.
I can't explain what the storm does to me, I'm rendered completely helpless. I can't form words or form a coherent thought. I barely remember doing what I do during the storm. My body always aches when I' coherent again, and I'm always covered in a cold sweat.
I vaguely remember hearing Trowa's voice, or register his hand and fingers gently caressing the skin on my bare back. We spent the rest of the night like that, unable to sleep. The next morning Trowa didn't ask me what had happened and I was relieved. Before we started back he gave me an understanding smile and I knew I'd never have to explain.
There's always been something about Trowa that has made me comfortable and able to relax. I don't know exactly what it is, but if he can stand having a not so perfect soldier around then it's a good something. And like the thunder and lightning we mix well together and I'm sure I have a while to find out what that something is.
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The Not So Perfect Soldier
It's storming as I write this. By candle light no doubt. The rumbling of thunder and flashing of lightning don't even begin to compare to the battles that I've fought. But to tell you the truth, as much as I hate to admit it, this frightens me. My hands are trembling so much that I can barely make out my own printing. It's not just this storm, but every thunderstorm. I'm sure it's because on Earth, I have no control over it. At least that's what my lover says.
It's one of my deepest secrets that I have shared with Trowa. If the others were to find out half the things that frighten 'the perfect soldier' I'd never hear the end of it. Duo would definitely say something. That baka pesters me enough thank you. Wufei would say something as well. Most likely about what a weakness it is. Quatre would probably understand; he was frightened as well. I wonder if Duo knew that his lover slept under the bed during storms.
Anyway Trowa had found out my fear of thunderstorms during one of our missions. By that time everyone who mattered knew about our relationship. We were sleeping peacefully and I was perfectly content to stay in his arms for the rest of the night. Coincidentally that happened, but shivering in total fear was not part of the original plan. As soon as the rumbling started I was clutching to Trowa like a lifeline.
I can't explain what the storm does to me, I'm rendered completely helpless. I can't form words or form a coherent thought. I barely remember doing what I do during the storm. My body always aches when I' coherent again, and I'm always covered in a cold sweat.
I vaguely remember hearing Trowa's voice, or register his hand and fingers gently caressing the skin on my bare back. We spent the rest of the night like that, unable to sleep. The next morning Trowa didn't ask me what had happened and I was relieved. Before we started back he gave me an understanding smile and I knew I'd never have to explain.
There's always been something about Trowa that has made me comfortable and able to relax. I don't know exactly what it is, but if he can stand having a not so perfect soldier around then it's a good something. And like the thunder and lightning we mix well together and I'm sure I have a while to find out what that something is.
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