I've hit a block on Unexpected Understanding, but this popped up in my head. 2x4, stated 1x2/2x1 and possible 4+3.
For The Love of Tomorrow
Quatre curled against Duo's body. They had just made love, and Duo was fast asleep. But he hadn't said the three words that assured Quatre that he meant everything that he had said and done. "I love you, Duo. But what is this to you?"
Tonight you're mine completely
You give your love so sweetly
Tonight the light of love is in your eyes
But will you love me tomorrow?
"I know you and Heero had something…before he left. But you said it didn't really mean anything to either of you. Does this mean anything to you?" Duo rolled away from him, almost as if he was answering. Quatre got up, threw his robe on, and stepped onto the hotel's balcony. Was he wrong about his feelings for Duo? Did he really love Trowa after all this?
Is this a lasting treasure
Or just a moment's pleasure?
Can I believe the magic of your sighs?
Will you still love me tomorrow?
"Do I mean anything to him? Do I? Can I believe him when he says that he cares about me?" A tear landed on the railing.
Duo sat up. Quatre's side of the bed was cold. "Quatre?" His small blonde lover was on the terrace. Grabbing his jeans from the floor, Duo went to open the balcony door. But when he saw that Quatre was crying, he decided to leave him alone. Heaving a sigh, he went back to bed.
Tonight with words unspoken
You say that I'm the only one
But will my heart be broken
When the night meets the morning sun?
Quatre caught the flutter of movement that was Duo's hair. The other boy must have seen him. But did that mean he thought he wanted to be alone, or that he didn't care? "No…that's not like him…he's not that cold…"
I'd like to know that your love
Is love I can be sure of
So tell me now, and I won't ask again
Will you still love me tomorrow?
After about fifteen minutes, Duo realized Quatre hadn't come back to bed. Well, if Quatre wanted to be alone, that was fine, but he was going to catch something if he stood almost completely naked outside in the cold, Gundam pilot or not.
"Quatre?" The blonde turned to see him.
"Duo, why are you up?" The cobalt-eyed pilot touched his shoulder. "You should be in bed."
"So should you. I came to get you."
"I'm all right."
Duo flicked a lock of hair from his face. "No, you're not. You were crying. How dense do you think I am? What's on your mind?"
"Well…" Quatre sighed. "You are. What does this," he gestured at the rumpled bed inside, "mean to you? Is it just sex or-?" Duo placed a finger on his mouth to silence him.
"No, it's not. You mean a lot to me, Quatre. And tonight I wanted to show it. So if you're wondering if I'll still respect you in the morning, the answer is yes." Duo pulled Quatre to him. "I love you. Today, tomorrow, and for a really long time after that."
So tell me now, and I won't ask again
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Cute? Too sappy? Too OOC? Let me know, so I can correct it.