Bffimagine: So… I think someone reviewed a story of mine a LONG time ago and said if I wrote a 2/1 story they'd read it. Well, I guess I've finally gotten to it!
"DUO! BEHIND YOU!" Quatre yelled, hastily ripping through five Taurus mobile suits.
Wufei nonchalantly tore the enemy to little shreds of metal.
"We're on a battlefield, Maxwell. You'd better watch your own back," he warned disappointedly.
"Sorry. I've been a bit distracted," the long-haired pilot responded as he cut some nearby Leos.
Heero obliterated about fifty of the opposing force, moving through the swarm of enemies extraordinarily rapidly.
"You can't be distracted in the middle of a war," the Wing pilot scolded monotonously.
"DUO!"
Deathscythe whipped around just in time to cleave another mobile suit in two.
'That was a close one…' he thought to himself.
The reason why Duo had been so distracted was Heero Yuy. The 'perfect soldier' was so… perfect. And unfortunately for Duo, he found himself falling for the stoic warrior.
Duo sighed.
'Heero, if you only knew how much I loved you.'
Oblivious to the world outside his gundam, the piercing scream never reached his ears.
While Duo was pondering his thoughts, a particularly zealous pilot was heading straight for him, ready to strike. Trowa had not seen him; his back was turned. Wufei was just barely fighting off a small army of about twenty mobile suits and Quatre was unable to do anything but watch.
'Duo, you're going to get yourself killed,' Heero shook his head and lunged into the target of the opponents attack.
'I won't let you die. I won't let you die because—why does this absurd feeling take over? I feel this odd pounding in my chest, whenever you walk by. What is it? I… is it—love? I… I love you.' Heero shook his head again as he felt the weird emotion take over. He loved Duo? Why?
Snapping out of his trance, Heero realized he would make it about half a second late. It that happened, Wing's arm would be amputated. But if he sped up now, Wing might be decapitated.
His only choice was…
Heero swerved to the left and slotted himself between the attacker and Duo. The enemy's sword stabbed right into the cockpit of Heero's gundam, and just before passing out he halved the opposing mobile suit.
"HEERO! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" Quatre yelled, but his voice fell on unhearing ears.
'What?'
Duo suddenly woke up from his musings and turned around. Wing was standing with a sword through its cockpit, and it began to float awkwardly off to the side.
"Heero!"
Pressing buttons in a mad flurry of grief, Duo jumped out of his gundam and propelled himself towards Heero's.
Yanking the sword with everything in him, Duo pulled the giant weapon out of the mobile suit. He opened the cockpit and leaped inside.
Heero's limp form fell into Duo's arms, and the older boy gently pulled him from the gundam.
"Duo, I—Aishiteru," Heero whispered weakly before passing out again.
"Aishiteru," Duo said quietly.
"Heero's wounds are serious," Quatre announced nervously, "If he doesn't get proper medical attention, he'll die."
"Duo's been taking this pretty hard," Trowa commented with a touch of concern.
"It wasn't ENTIRELY Maxwell's fault," Wufei added, knowing it was Heero's recklessness and willingness to sacrifice his life that had gotten him so badly injured. If he had just come up behind the other mobile suit it would have resulted in less, or no, injury at all.
"But, the only thing that really puzzles ME is the fact that Heero even saved Duo in the first place. If the mobile suit had gotten him, the injuries would not be fatal nor very serious, and definitely didn't jeopardize the mission's objective. In fact, since he saved Duo we had to abort." Trowa crossed his arms and closed his eyes, deep in thought.
"I don't get that either. Obviously you would have given anything for Quatre, seeing as you two are the perfect example of little lovebirds, but Heero and Duo…" Wufei dragged off.
"Duo and Heero know each other better than the rest of us do. Perhaps they've finally developed a friendship?" Quatre eyed the other two pilots warily.
Getting up abruptly, Duo, who had been listening in from the doorframe, left and scurried into the room he and Heero shared.
As it was for the last few hours, Heero lay motionless on the bed, completely still.
'When do you plan to wake up?' Duo frowned and gently stroked Heero's cheek.
Sighing, Duo made his way to his dresser. He grabbed a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom, turning on the hot water and sauntering into the shower.
He carefully pulled at the band holding his braid, and long brown tresses stuck to his skin.
The pattering of the water stopped, and Duo changed. He flopped onto the bed as steam poured out of the bathroom.
Closing his lids over tired amethyst orbs, Duo fell asleep almost immediately.
The night was quiet; darkness was lain thickly from edge to edge. The stars shone like beacons in the sky.
Cobalt blue eyes shot open.
bffimagine: I think you can guess what's happened by now. Then you can guess what's happening next!
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