Hello all you happy
peoples! It is I, the HAPPY LURKER herself, V-chan here to give you a
yummy little tidbit of Gundam Wing Valentines joy! I hope you are in mood for
fluffiness, because this fic is going to reek with it. Now, on to the
disclaimers!
NOTICE: YAOI, shouen-ai, and cliché filled for you SATISFACTION.
V-chan would like it known that she owns
nothing of
Gundam
Wing, nor ever shall due to the fact Bandai
Owns
the American copyright. She uses the characters
STRICTLY for her own personal amusements…
Scary, ni?
~*~*~*~
Duo sighed as he walked down
the street. All around were store windows gaily decorated with pink and red
paper hearts, lacy hearts, and those annoyingly cute cherubim cutouts.
Everywhere one could look there was some brazen reminder that the DAY was
here again. The braided young man grimaced at the very thought.
'Every year.' He thought glumly.
'Every frickin' year I'm stuck dateless and desperate! Well, maybe that's not
the truth. I've got Hilde to hang with…most
of the time.' "Dammit! This is sooo not fair!" he growled under his breath. 'I
mean;
Q-man's
got Trowa, Zechs has Noin, Dorothy's
got that freaky little exchange student, and Wuffie….well, I don't think good
old Wu-meister even gives a rat's ass about such a 'weak' holiday. Every has
somebody to be with today expect me!" His frown deepened as a familiar sting
burn at his heart. 'Heero… You've been so cold to me ever since we met. Why can't
you just let me in? If you can't love me, then you should have said so to begin
with.' He clenched his fists, holding back the tears. "Damn you to hell, Heero
Yuy."
Duo was so caught up in his angst
and inner torment that he didn't see the huge cardboard cupid until he had
stumbled right into it.
With a grunt, he sat upright, glaring daggers at the
sickening sweet smile. "GOD!" roared
Shinigami-sama, kicking the cupid with all his might. "I hate Valentines Day!"
After what seem like an eternity of walking in 'Sugar-Heart-Mush'
land, Duo had finally reached the run-down little house he shared with Hilde.
He snarled curses under his breath as he stormed across the scarp littered
yard. He stopped at the porch, his scowl giving way to a surprised glint. "What
the…"
There, right in front of the door, was a large black
box topped with a shiny purple and silver bow.
"Hmmm….A mysterious box left anonymously on the
front porch. Sounds like a bad thing waiting to happen!" Cautiously, he approached
it, picking up a long wire and then nudged the box lightly. Nothing. He poked
it again, harder. Still nothing. Satisfied
that it wasn't a bomb, he gingerly lifted it up and looked for a nametag, but
there wasn't one. "Hmmm… a box with no name…I guess it's for Hilde." With a
snort, he walked into the kitchen and plopped the box onto the table.
Duo sauntered over to the fridge and yanked the note
that was taped onto the door. "Great," he muttered as he read it. "Looks like
another wonderful Valentines dinner for one." With a huff, he grabbed a frozen
meal out of the freezer and tossed it into the microwave.
As he stood there waiting, his gaze wandered over to
the box. Slowly, the boy drew toward it, only to be stopped by the 'PING!' of
the microwave. Ignoring the box for the moment, Duo dug a fork out of the dish
drainer and sat to eat his meal. Or
should that be tried to.
The box loomed at the end of the table, beckoning
him….so tempting.
"No!" he snapped, turning away. "I won't do it. I
won't open that box! That's Hilde's present. I, the god of Death, have more
will-power than that!"
In a total of three seconds, he was poised to tear
into it.
'I'm sure she won't mind too much if I just took one
itty-bitty little peek at her gift.' Delicately, he tugged off the ribbon and
took the lid off. He slowly pushed aside the tissue paper and look at the gift
it concealed.
There was a cute black teddy bear with little devil
horns, a tail, and a big red heart in the middle of its belly. In its paws, the
bear held a large Hershey Kiss. To top it all off was a bouquet of five red origami
roses and a card.
"Hmm…what's this?" Duo pulled out the card.
It was pitch black and in the shape of a heart.
Embossed in silver on the front was a painstakingly detailed image of a Chinese
dragon rampant. He opened it and glanced at the note. It said in plain silver
letters: "With love, to one Duo Maxwell."
~*~*~*~
Well,
wasn't that short and sweet? Now, I hope you all paid attention to the finer
details of fic, otherwise you'll never guess who sent the gift. If you like it
and tell me so, I may be nice enough to write a sequel… ^_~
Until
the next fic,
Ja-na!
V-chan