AN: Wow… thank you all SO much for this I got so many reviews ^_^ THANK YOU ALL!! Also I am very sorry about not upating that fast it was just… Christmas, at my grandparent's house, where they have no computer, let alone the internet, an my own PC is complete crap an it has no d unless I hit it very har repeately….¬¬ so I ha to sen this not only to be betaed but to have all the ds put in… ¬¬ I got it back yesteray, but, owing to a New Year's party I was unable to post it… until now…
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Snow Heero 4
Eyes blinked open slowly, traces of sleep still lingering in aquamarine depths. Quatre slowly raised himself up in his bed, rubbing his inattentive eyes to try and force the sleep from them.
His room was still dark, an unusual shade of blue owing to the curtains, which hung by the window. It took a moment for him to get used to the shadows and look around the room. He had the feeling something was wrong but he couldn't quite work out what it was.
Then his eyes fell on the chair in the corner, and they widened in both alarm an disbelief. Trowa.
He looked down at the bed covers and felt his face begin to flush brilliant red, luckily invisible in the blue light. The taller pilot wasn't awake yet, a fact Quatre was highly grateful for. As long as he didn't make too loud a noise, he could get out of this only embarrassing himself.
He wasn't sure how long he had felt like this about Trowa, maybe it was when he had first walked out of Heavyarms, or perhaps when they had first played a duet. The tune danced in his mind, a memory that he could never forget. But the first time he had known it had been when Trowa had left, as he had called out of that window at him and heard his name… He broke off this line of thought, if he continued this way he would sound like one of the horrendous romance novels his sisters like so much. He shuddered. He may have been brought up with 29 girls but there were some things even he wouldn't stoop to.
He slowly walked over to the window, using all his training so as not to make a noise and wake the sleeping acrobat. He looked so peaceful asleep, and his lips curved in what was almost a smile. The way his hair fell seemed gentler, more natural and there the blue lighting made him look more like a slumbering ghost. Quatre smiled, the irony of the thought not lost on him. To many people Trowa was ghost-like, standing in the background, not talking and simply observing all that happened, but Quatre wasn't most people. When he walked into a room Trowa was the first person he saw, he was always vividly aware of his presence. It might have been his Uchuu no kokoru (sp Claire?) but he could just feel when the other was around, and when he was not, it felt as though one of his sense had been taken away.
And there he went again with the sappy romantic thoughts. He shook his head. If Duo knew what he was thinking… but then again, if Duo knew what he was thinking then he probably laugh and tell him to get over himself and wake his 'sleeping beauty' with a kiss.
The thought entertained itself in his mind for a moment before running off, terrified at the prospect of ever becoming reality. He could never do that, it just wasn't in him to be so… forward. And anyway, he thought with a slight hint of bitterness, Duo was one to talk, wasn't he. He shouldn't be so quick giving out advice until he'd gone and kissed Heero's brains out. He suppressed a childish giggle at the thought, no, he couldn't wake Trowa. He had to be quiet.
But he couldn't resist a little peek out of the window at the new day. Carefully he raised one corner of the curtain and peered out. What he saw made him gasp.
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Now that the pleasantries were out of the way Duo launched himself at Heero and tackled him to the snowy floor, being careful to roll him away from the snow sculpture. His arms wrapped round the boy and he laughed delightedly as his shoulders were gripped by firm hands.
"Get off me, baka," Heero glared, but it was spoiled by the smile tugging joyfully at his lips. Duo shook his head playfully.
"Shan't" he said sticking his tongue out. Before he knew where he was Heero had rolled him over and the tables were turned, he laughed again, unable to suppress his happiness. "If you wanted to get on top of me Hee-chan, all you had to do was ask!" He told the other boy with a wink, this was too much fun. Heero looked own at him speculatively and he found his eyes riveted to his face. The smile was small, but it was there and it was… for lack of a better word… perfect.
"It is traditional," Heero began, enunciating every word carefully, having obviously put a lot of thought into them. "to give presents on Christmas day…" Duo nodded, unsure where this was going, but glad to be there anyway. "And I have given you your present." Another nod from Duo. Heero blushed slightly and Duo looked up at him confused, he seemed to be debating with himself whether or not to say something, but for once, Duo Maxwell did not interrupt: this was important, and as such he would not stop it.
"Do I get one?" Heero asked in a small voice, he sounded completely unsure for a moment, and Duo swore that for half a microsecond a look of intense vulnerability flashed through his eyes, but the mask, albeit a smiling one, was up again in seconds. It would take a while to bring that mask down, but Duo was more than happy to work at it.
But now, he had to answer the question. His grin widened and he felt his mouth open.
"Of course, Hee-chan," he assured the boy, "What would you like?" And with those words the perfect smile grew until Duo could see the slightest hint of white teeth between the lips. Then he realized that that smile was coming closer.
"You…" was the reply he more felt than heard as Heero breathed it across his face before leaning down and gently pressing their lips together. It was over far too quick for Duo's liking and, as Heero drew back, his hands and legs still pinning the braided boy to the ground, the uncertainty could be seen again, holding on just an infinitesimal bit longer this time.
"Then I'm yours…" he murmured back before latching a hand in Heero's messy hair and pulling him down once more.
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"What's wrong little one?" Quatre jumped at the softly spoken question from behind him and turned to find Trowa's face only half a foot from his own. The blush was back in full flower as he struggled to remember what had been wrong. Then it came flashing back into his mind with trumpets blaring and a full garrison of Aries suits firing their canons.
"Duo and Heero… outside…" it was all he could think of to say, he nodded toward the curtains, which Trowa soon drew back curiously. He took advantage of the moment to draw himself together. Then, taking a deep breath, he gazed out of the window with Trowa. They stood there for a moment, silent, but a million thoughts were whirling and twirling their way through the blonde's mind.
Looking out at Duo, or rather, what he could see of Duo from underneath Heero, had caught him by surprise, it had given him a wake up call. Even though he had been trying to get the pair together as hard as he could for a helluva long time… Allah knew that he had maneuvered them into rooming together enough, and as for the missions… But he had always used Duo's unrequited longings for Heero as a safety net for his own. As long as Duo hadn't done anything about it he didn't feel that he needed to. But seeing Duo on the lawn with Heero had suddenly ripped away that safety net and now he was standing on the tight rope with nothing beneath him but hard, hard ground, and if he took that plunge he just had to hope Trowa would catch him…
He had no excuses now, no feeble way to work his way out of it. Duo had just, probably without realizing it, forced him across the point of no return, and he was terrified.
He shot a sideways glance at Trowa, whose only noticeable surprise at the sight was the slight twitch of an eyebrow, but Quatre could feel the shock emanating from him, along with a hefty amount of joy, happiness and love from the couple in the garden.
"Perhaps we should go downstairs." He suggested, drawing away from the window. Trowa nodded his agreement and they left their friends to their privacy.
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Cold began to seep into Duo's min, where seconds before there had only been warmth and Heero. Suddenly he began to register that, just perhaps, the snow covered lawn was not the best place to be making out with your new boyfriend and object of your more… interesting dreams for the past few months. The snow beneath them was melting and the water was seeping into his clothes, and no doubt his braid was an absolute mess. Reluctantly, he pushed Heero away slightly.
The look on the guys face was just priceless, and Duo burst out laughing. It was a mixture of irritation and a pout, it was really quite adorable and Duo reached up and gave it a quick kiss just to reassure Heero that he wasn't backing out.
"As much as I love what we're doing right now," he said smiling, "do you think we could take it inside because I'm not wearing a coat and my back it getting slightly damp." Heero blinked and then, in seconds, he was on his feet and pulling Duo up into his arms, half carrying, half dragging him into the house, muttering the whole time.
"Heero no baka… cold… could get ill… Baka….K'so…" Duo only overheard the odd few words, and a tender smile came to his mouth, which had previously been twisted in confusion.
"It's ok, Hee-chan," he soothed as soon as they were inside the door. "I'm fine… a little water isn't going to hurt Shinigami…" Heero turned to him, mask firmly in place, but Duo was getting good at reading that mask. He could sense the concern behind it as the japanese boy surveyed him, trying to assess his words against his state.
"Daijoubu?" he asked, a hint of hesitation in his voice. Duo nodded.
"Hai, dajoubu." But, unfortunately it was then his body decided to take over from his mind and his teeth began to chatter. Heero's eyes opened slightly wider for a split second before he bundled Duo up and carried him to the seat next to the fire. He wasn't having Duo fall ill, not only would it hurt the mission it would also… he just didn't want him to be ill.
He was so engrossed in watching Duo that he didn't notice Quatre and Trowa's entrance as they stared in silent wonder at the beautiful decorations that hung everywhere, but they saw him, and stopped in the door way as they watched Heero watch Duo. Quatre was biting his lip not to say 'awwww', knowing the Perfect soldier's glare would not be pretty if he was patronised, and neither would Quatre's death.
Trowa coughed discreetly and Heero and Duo's heads snapped round to look at them, the faintest hint of a blush dusted Heero's cheeks but Duo's mouth was curved broadly in the patent Maxwell grin ™. He was still shivering and Quatre made to take a step toward him. It looked like the couple's 'fun' in the snow had had a slightly detrimental effect on Duo's health. But Duo stopped him.
"Uh uh u-uh…" he said wagging his finger, "Stay right where you are Q-ball… and you Troman." The pair shared a look of confusion, but remained in the doorway. Duo silently thanked Heero for this opportunity before opening his mouth again. Time to stop the precarious and tedious dance that had been Trowa and Quatre's relationship ever since the pair had met.
"Now look up." He turned and his eyes met Heero's, an unspoken understanding passed between them, Heero incline his head at the unspoken thanks and praise.
Quatre Raberba Winner and Trowa Barton looked up to see an innocuous looking plant with white berries hanging above their heads- mistletoe. They both blushed a brilliant crimson colour, and Quatre shot Duo a half-hearted glare. But the self-proclaimed God of Death just stood up and took a bow, and Heero merely sat with a self-satisfied smirk on his face.
Then he looked back to Trowa, whose eye displayed a terror almost as great as the one Quatre himself was feeling, but then the look became pensive.
"We must bow to Tradition, little one," he murmured, loud enough for only Quatre to hear, and suddenly the blonde's heart was in his throat. They were going to do this, they were really going to do this.
Tentatively one of Trowa's hands cupped his cheek and he felt himself lean into the touch, unconscious desires taking over. He raised himself up on tiptoe slightly, drawing ever closer to the inevitable moment. Trowa was leaning down.
Duo looked on, anxiously rooting for his friends, and hoping they didn't pass up such a perfect opportunity.
And their lips met.
Quatre felt himself inhale at the torrent of emotions he found himself part of. They washed through him as his lips slowly yielded to Trowa's. Their kiss was gentle, tender, but the storm of pent up feelings was not and the dam had broken. It was the most amazing high he had ever been on, better than caffeine, better than that one time when Iria had fed him all the sugar. He was riding on the crest of the emotions and he didn't have time to catch his breath as he was swept along in an unbelievable flow of love, happiness, longing and wonder. It was pure bliss and complete ecstasy. It was perfect.
Then it was over.
A few minutes later, Quatre was sure, he had got his breath back and he was dimly aware of Trowa's arm holding up his body. He smiled shyly upwards. Trowa had caught him.
There was little need for words as Trowa led Quatre off to a room for a little… 'relaxation'.
"Y'know," Duo said to Heero, raising an eyebrow, "maybe we should give that mistletoe a go. It looks damn go…" He was cut off before he finished the sentence as Heero carried him into the doorway and once more brought their lips together.
Heero was please with himself. Ninmu Kanryou, he thought to himself. Slightly startled by the things a simple Snow Heero could do…
~*OWARI*~
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