*Disclaimer – Sadly enough I don't own Gundam
Wing…or Heero. *sad face* I'm only using them for a while.
*AN – Here it is. Finally! The next chapter
of Double Image. Bet you thought I died huh. The next story to be updated will
be "The Real Solo." Have any of you noticed that all my fanfics so
far are Gundam Wing crossovers. *shrugs* What can I say, it's my fav anime of
all time. Heero is just too cute. Oh and in case you didn't know this is a
Usagi/Heero story. It contains Mamo-baka, Relena-baka, and partial inner
bashing. Don't like it…then don't read the story. Simple as that. I'll stop now
and let ya read the story.
Double Image ~ The Boy
PG-13
'Tap…Tap…Tap…blinking green light…letters and
numbers…codes and words.' That was all he could see, could hear. Suddenly sound
ceased, no more tapping, his hearing cleared. His sight was next as the light
dimmed and writing faded away.
Heero let out a soft sigh as he watched his
laptop fade to a black screen. He sat there for a minute taking in the
surrounding sounds. His ears were met with silence. Softly he stood up and
walked upstairs towards his room, his footsteps resounding in the halls,
echoing throughout the empty cabin. Soon all sound stopped and silence once
again reigned supreme. A soft 'click' was heard as Heero opened the door to his
room. Upon entering he proceeded straight to the closet. Opening the door he
pulled from its recesses a plain black backpack. From the backpack he then
pulled out a pile of clothing. A small smile graced Heero's face as he
carefully pulled off his customary green tank top revealing smooth muscled
chest [A/N: *drool* insert Relena impersonation] and back. He
then began to pull of his black spandex shorts revealing…
***********STOP***********
Alright,
that's enough. Leave tha room ya hentais. Give the guy some privacy. …Thank
you.
revealing as they went down…
I
SAID ENOUGH!
down…
OUT!!!
…That's better.
Okay, we can move on now.
A few minutes later Heero emerges dressed in
a pair of loose faded blue jeans and an oversized pine green sweater. His
normally cold and emotionless eyes reveal a wealth of emotion. Softly, as if
walking on feathers, he wanders to the kitchen. Pulling a faceless coffee mug
from one of the many cupboards he proceeds to make a cup of hot chocolate. Once
finished he picks up his drink and heads quietly to one of the main rooms with
a fireplace, curling up in one the chairs closest to the fire, sipping his hot
chocolate and sighing in bliss. Looking at the fire, however he feels a pang of
sadness, as he thinks about how alone he is.
'I'm the only one who's alone. Wufei has
Sally, Duo has Hilde, Quatre has his sisters, and Trowa has Catherine and the circus.
And I…have no one. I know everyone thinks I love Relena but the girl creeps me
out. If she didn't look like that little girl then I would have killed her long
ago. No one could stay that innocent and there's something unnerving about her.
Besides I'm just a killer, I could never love someone like her. Damn you J and
you Odin. If I had never met them then I would never have become a pilot, never
have become the perfect soldier, and I never would have had the blood of
soldiers and innocents on my hands.'
~Smash~ The coffee mug now lay in pieces, the
result of being thrown against the mantle of the fireplace. On the chair Heero
was curled up with his head on his knees, his eyes closed. After a few minutes
of this position he lifted his head and opened his eyes, staring blankly at the
dancing flames of the fire. Whoever said that the eyes are a window to the
soul, they obviously had Heero in mind when they said this. Reflected in those
deep blue orbs, you could see pain and loneliness. His eyes were of someone who
had seen and done too much to be young, a loss of innocence. Underlying
everything however was hope and a longing wish. It was this that caused him to
smile and make himself one promise.
'One day, this war will end and when it
does I will find love and happiness. I will find someone who can love me for me
and only me, Tray Yuy. I may not be a martyr like you father but one day I'll
make you proud. J and Odin thought to take away my humanity, well I'll show
them. I know one day I'll have someone, too. Someday.'
With that last thought Heero cleaned up the
broken mug and making a new one curled up in a chair by the window this time
and fell into a somewhat restless sleep watching the snow fall. Unaware that
someone out there was just as lonely, someone who would change his world in a
way he would never expect.
*AN – Well there ya have it. I know that it's
short but at least it's done. The next chapter will be longerI think the last
chapter was better, but I'll delve into Heero's soul in another chapter. It
works with my plot. But anywaz reviews are always welcome. *grins* Even if they
are flames. Criticism is always welcome. *waves* Bye now!!! I gotta go finish
the next chapter of 'The Real Solo.' It's about 60 - 70% finished.