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Disclaimer - None of the G-boys belong to me. They belong to whatever company claims to own them. I'm a lowly 13 year old playing with characters. Spare me my lunch money.

Well, guys, I'm back on track. It may a little off-point (considering I've been attacked by Writer's Block a few times while writing my novel), but I think it'll do for a sequel, ne? R/r if you think it does. I can change it! - Alixandrya

Pairings: 1 x 2

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Mad knocks came bashing upon the door of Duo Maxwell's new home. The two inside jumped, startled at the wild thumping.

"Hiiro! Hiiro, open up! It's raining like hell -err, heck out here!" A voice muffled by the thickness of the door screamed. Hiiro stood up, grinning crookedly at Heero for the unnoticed embarrassment.

"Yeah, dad, hold up! I got a surprise for you! Just hold on a minute!" He shouted over, just loud enough for Duo to hear on the other side of the door.

"You want me to /wait/! Are you /crazy/? Surprise? Surprise?! There's a storm outside and you RAN to get a SURPRISE for ME?! My god, what kind of a son have I been raising..." Duo went on, blabbing outside about being a baka. Heero felt a small smile creep up to his face after hearing that dear voice.

- He's back... oh, god, he's finally back. -

"Err, uh, Heero, man, sorry about this!" Heero had barely enough time to react as Hiiro 'somehow' tied him up in red and green ribbons and stuck him in the closet. Heero's eyes bulged and his cheeks began to turn red as he tried to escape from the tightly wound ribbons.

"Uh, I'll be there in a sec dad!" Hiiro shouted again, racing for the door. Hastily opening it, he found his dad looking stoned and rambling about little things with his hand raised as if to knock the door. Hiiro keeled over (anime wise ^_^). With a giant sweat-drop, Hiiro pushed his dad inside the house (who was still stoned...).

As soon as Duo regained his senses, he stood up and began to walk to the kitchen. Hiiro ran up to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Hey dad, do you mind if I give you your present early?" He asked innocently. Duo looked over his shoulder and raised a brow at him. "Just asking 'cause I don't think mine can wait..."

"Oh, all right. What did you get me anyway?" Duo asked, tumbling over the paper bag filled with food. Hiiro flashed a sly grin.

"Oh, you'll see." He said, whistling and turning away to head to his room. Duo shook his head in slight amusement.

` Teenagers. `

Duo continued to walk toward the kitchen, but as he passed the hall leading to it, he heard muffling sounds in the hall closet.

` What the -oh, no, don't tell me it's a /girl/... I swear I haven't taught that to him /yet/! ` Duo glared a little as he threw the paper bag onto the kitchen table. His hand traveled to the doorknob; his mind anxious of what might be behind it.

Heero, on the other hand, was anxious himself.

- Christ, he's going to open it! That means -

"AAAAUUUUGGGGHHH!" Duo screamed as the Christmas-wrapped Heero flung out of the closet, pinning Duo back against the wall. "The /hell/?!"

Heero managed to finally wriggle his hands free from the tight ribbons. He pulled down the ribbons covering his mouth and lowered his head beside Duo's.

"I finally found you, Duo. After all these years... I found a way back to you."

Duo shivered at the feeling of Heero's breath against his neck. He closed his eyes, not wanting to believe that he was here.

"Hee-Heero? No... it can't be... No!" He shrieked softly, pushing Heero away as he ran directly for his room. Hiiro was just about to come out to celebrate, but was knocked back by Duo's speeding figure.

Hiiro's eyes searched for an explanation over to the tied-up Heero. He quietly crawled over to Heero, who had his head buried in his hands.

"Dude... what happened? I thought my dad /wanted/ to see you after all this time..." He whispered hoarsely.

"I... I just need to talk to him. Don't worry... he'll be fine." Heero stood up, stripping himself of whatever ribbons still wound around him. Hiiro nodded, sitting there cross-legged, a bit confused at everything that was happening.

Heero walked over to where Duo had ran, a disarrayed look pasted upon his past-stoic expressions. He knocked softly upon the door. Knowing that Duo wouldn't open it, he made his way in himself. He forced his voice not to crack.

"Duo please," He whispered, hoping he was loud enough for Duo to hear. "Please... just hear me out."

He strode over to where Duo was sitting, knees hugged to himself with his head resting in between. He sat down and brushed a stray lock of that beautiful, silky chestnut hair that he loved about Duo. Duo threw his hand aside, sniffling as he turned away.

"Why... why are you here?" He asked, his voice a bit raspy. Heero could tell that Duo was in the verge of tears, but this soldier wouldn't mind the least bit if Duo had cried -just as long as it was on his shoulder.

"Duo, I'm sorry. I never wanted you to leave. When I said that, I never thought that you'd take it seriously. My beautiful, braided baka would never take my words seriously... and that's when I found out I loved you. Yes, Duo, I do... I love you... more than anything... and for ten years, I've tried to find you so that I could take my chance to prove it to you. And I'm here now, Duo. And for those ten years, I've grown to love you even more..." Heero continued, absentmindedly stroking Duo's hair. Duo, after hearing those words, didn't care that Heero was comforting him anymore.

"You're about ten years too late, Heero." He said menacingly. He sighed shakily, trying to hold back those tears.

"I know I am. But I want to start over. You were always my best friend, Duo... that never has to change." Heero said soothingly, lifting his friend's chin up to face him. Heero let a cheery smile flit across his face, just to humor his mirthless koibito. Duo chuckled painfully at seeing Heero smile -Heero /smile/? This must be one hell of a great dream.

"Yeah... I guess you're right. And I'm guessing you have no place to stay, right friend?" He grinned, sitting up and putting a shoulder around Heero's neck.

"That's right. Know any place cheap?"

Duo just shrugged. "How about someplace free? Hey, Hiiro!"

"Yeah dad?" His son called out from far away.

"You mind sharing your room with Heero for a while?"

"No, man, you're welcome to stay! Might be a little chaotic... but okay!"

Duo grinned sheepishly. Heero had a wistful little smile as he looked toward Duo.

"Your son tells me that you adopted him because he -"

"Yeah... but don't get your ego in a big rush. Go settle in his room. We'll meet you for dinner."

Heero's smile broadened as he nodded and stood up, walking toward the door. Just before he left, Heero turned around and raised a finger.

"Turn left, follow the hall, first door to the right. Oh, and Heero?" Duo asked before Heero continued.

"Yeah?" Heero replied, waiting for a question.

"Quit smiling. It's disturbing."

Heero was just about to smile at that comment -but instead just nodded and left.

Hiiro peered from the kitchen, watching the "Perfect Soldier" (as his dad called him) smile, and his dad get his best friend back for Christmas.

"Well," Hiiro began, sighing joyfully. "It's a start."

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Yeah... a little too sappy, dontcha think? R/R, for now it'll have to do. ^_^ Yeah, I did try to add a little more humor... but that didn't work out... so, yeah. 'Till next time, minna!