bTo Love/b
By Red Jade
Warnings& pairings: some 1x2, mostly 1xoc(original char.), a few limey scenes, adult situations, and as always, my vulgar language.^_^;;;
Author Notes: this is my first REAL fic, as the other one doesn't count. Um, lots of angst. I'm not sure which way this is going, so you'll just have to wait and see.
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He was happy. For the first time in his worthless life he was happy. Sure, there were still reminders of the past, of that time of endless killing. He still had the nightmares. Most of his walls were still up. But they were beginning to fade. The walls were coming down, one by one. Tha nightmares weren't quite so vivid, and if you Knew hero yuy well, you would sometimes catch glimpses of light in his once dead eyes. His humanity was returning.
All because of the gentle prodding of one loud-mouthed, obnoxious, braided pilot.
His name was Duo Maxwell, and he was the reason for heero's existence.
Duo did the one thing that nobody else could seem to do.
He made he happy. He made him laugh. He made him cry. He made him feel.
Heero was no longer the perfect soldier.
When the war first ended, heero had no reason to exist. He had believed he had no purpose beyond the war, was ready to die.
Duo had changed that.
He had said he needed him.
Had said he loved him.
Had said he would never leave him.
And heero had believed him.
What a fool he was.
Heero: you know, I really don't like the way that sounds.
Jade: you shouldn't.
Heero: 0_0
Jade: anyway, I'll continue when I get 5-10 reviews.
Heero: IF you get five reviews
Jade:-_-''. Okay, so maybe its not the best, but I'm WORKING ON IT !* glares at heero*
Anyway, pleeze review!
By Red Jade
Warnings& pairings: some 1x2, mostly 1xoc(original char.), a few limey scenes, adult situations, and as always, my vulgar language.^_^;;;
Author Notes: this is my first REAL fic, as the other one doesn't count. Um, lots of angst. I'm not sure which way this is going, so you'll just have to wait and see.
hr
He was happy. For the first time in his worthless life he was happy. Sure, there were still reminders of the past, of that time of endless killing. He still had the nightmares. Most of his walls were still up. But they were beginning to fade. The walls were coming down, one by one. Tha nightmares weren't quite so vivid, and if you Knew hero yuy well, you would sometimes catch glimpses of light in his once dead eyes. His humanity was returning.
All because of the gentle prodding of one loud-mouthed, obnoxious, braided pilot.
His name was Duo Maxwell, and he was the reason for heero's existence.
Duo did the one thing that nobody else could seem to do.
He made he happy. He made him laugh. He made him cry. He made him feel.
Heero was no longer the perfect soldier.
When the war first ended, heero had no reason to exist. He had believed he had no purpose beyond the war, was ready to die.
Duo had changed that.
He had said he needed him.
Had said he loved him.
Had said he would never leave him.
And heero had believed him.
What a fool he was.
Heero: you know, I really don't like the way that sounds.
Jade: you shouldn't.
Heero: 0_0
Jade: anyway, I'll continue when I get 5-10 reviews.
Heero: IF you get five reviews
Jade:-_-''. Okay, so maybe its not the best, but I'm WORKING ON IT !* glares at heero*
Anyway, pleeze review!
