Angel Title: Angel (a songfic to "Angel", by Sarah McLachlan)
Author: quelirain (quelis_angel@yahoo.com)
Archive: Just ask.
Category: yaoi
Rating: PG
Pairings: 1x2
Warnings: none
Spoilers: well, maybe a little of Duo's background, but nothing else.
Disclaimer: I don't own the song, I don't own the boys. I have no money and I'm not getting any from this. 'Nuff said.
Notes: See AN at end of fic.
Feedback: Please? Pretty please? With little chibis on top? (You can choose which ones ~_^)


Angel
a songfic to "Angel" by Sarah McLachlan
by quelirain



Duo lay awake late into the night, staring up at the ceiling, remembering the destroyed church, the dead bodies... if only I'd made it back sooner... maybe I could have... maybe they wouldn't have died... just one minute sooner... would it have been enough?

Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
There's always some reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day

He thought of Sister Helen, brushing his hair. Father Maxwell's kind smile. For a while, just a little while, he'd been happy. Safe. Maybe even loved.

I wish I could have told them how important they were, how much they helped... I wish...

Hot, choking tears burned his eyes and ran down his cheeks. Not wanting to wake Heero, he lay on his stomach, burying his face in the pillow.

I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memories seep from my veins.
Let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight.

He felt Heero shift in the bed. Duo's face burned with shame, knowing his lover was awake and watching him cry, but he couldn't stop the tears.

A warm hand stroked his bare back, and he began to sob. Heero.

Heero listened as the sobs intensified. Gently, he rolled the American into his arms, pressing Duo's damp face to his chest.

In the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here.

After Duo fell asleep, exhausted from his tears, Heero tucked him in and kissed the tearstains from his face. He rose quietly and turned on his computer. They would leave this safehouse in a few hours to destroy another factory. Everything was in order.

So why am I so worried?

So tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
the storm keeps on twisting
keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack

Heero shoved the computer away. He was tired of this war and what it had done to Duo, tired of worrying about whether the one thing precious to him would make it through the next mission alive. Even though the little baka could be annoying as hell sometimes, Heero could no longer imagine living without him. He'd like nothing more than to take Duo and run off, somewhere away from the fighting, and just be together.

But someone had to stand up for the colonies against the corruption that had overtaken the Earth. Someone had to fight. That was his destiny. But Duo... things could have been different for him. He had to live. He deserved to live.

Heero snapped the computer shut, then slipped back into bed. Duo curled up against him. "Where were you, Hee-chan?" Duo murmured sleepily. "Missed you."

He kissed Duo. Death, both the person and the idea, had taught him the value of moments like these.

"Mmmm..." Duo murmured, pulling Heero closer.

Don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe
in this sweet madness
or this glorious sadness
that brings me to my knees.

They hovered there, together, teasing each other, until Duo pulled away. Violet eyes met questioning cobalt blue.

"I love you."

Reaching out for Duo, Heero felt strong arms wrap around him, nursing some secret and desperate need.

In the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you feel
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here.

You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here.

~owari~

Author's note: In regards to the lyrics—I suspect the CD lyrics say one thing while Sarah actually sings something else. For instance, *everywhere* I checked said "may you find some comfort there" when Sarah actually sings "may you find some comfort here." So if you look at this fic and note that the lyrics don't match the "official version," just know that I listened to the song for three hours straight (I kid you not, when I want to write something to a song, I always listen to it while I'm writing) and that's what I heard.

Comments and criticism encouraged and welcomed. Hope you enjoyed it.