"The Christmas Wish" Chapter 8

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of it's wonderful character, they are owned by some rich guy.

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Duo's brain woke up before the rest of him did. 'What happened last night? Did Heero get in my bed last night? Was that a dream?' Duo's eyes fluttered open only to discover her was alone in the bed. Taking in some air Duo noticed something, that aroma that was all Heero. 'He was here, but why? Did something go wrong on the mission? He wouldn't have done that if it hadn't. What is going on? From everything I heard said, what happened last night shouldn't have happened. So what is going on? Although for some reason I didn't mind it or still don't.'

Heero found himself siting on the cold snowy cement steps. There was snow all around him in large piles. The cold breeze blew right threw him as if he were a ghost sitting there. His coat was pulled in close and tight. For some reason this winter got to him more then any he could remember. 'Wonder what Duo is doing right now he thought with a twinge of sadness. I couldn't be there when he woke up I couldn't face him. I still can't that is why I am out here in this cold winter weather. I really shouldn't have come here, but I had to be near him. I was going crazy. Last night I needed to hold him, during the mission I realized something. What if I didn't make it out without holding him ever?' He couldn't figure out during the whole time he was out why that mattered but for some reason unknown to him it mattered a lot. 'Now all I want to do is hold him forever. That afternoon a month ago in the park, all I wanted to do was protect him. Did he ever realize how I felt or feel about him? If only I could tell him how I feel deep inside. No! He would never understand, would he?'

Snowflakes began to gently fall from the cloudy dark afternoon sky. Landing around Heero and even on him. The perfect white snowflakes floated down until they melted into something warm or each other. Looking out Heero saw the gray sky touch the dead earth. Pulling his knees up to his chest, Heero wrapped his arms around his legs. Laying his head against his knees, he breathed in the cold air freezing his lungs. The snow fell faster now and in more abundance. He could feel the moist snowflakes land on his bare neck.

Heero's mind went back, each memory it had placed there, he recalled. Heero noticed something about his memories after awhile, they were of Duo; of that smile and those eyes. He remembered every expression he ever saw. He remembered the look when those eyes were sad, happy, scared, and lonely. Every single expression he ever saw was carved into his memory forever.

Heero again thought about the previous night. When he curled up under those covers Duo rolled into him. 'Did that mean there was something there or was Duo just rolling around. Although during the night Duo didn't seem to move around to much if at all.' Heero then remembered the party tomorrow. 'Wonder if Duo is going?' Heero decided that he would go, and if Duo didn't show up he would leave. 'But if Duo does show up, shouldn't I still leave.' Heero felt as confused as ever. 'I hate this, but I guess I will have to wait and improvise the situation.'

From behind him Heero heard footsteps. He had excellent hearing and everyone knew it. So why did this person sound like they were trying to sneak up on him. Then moments later a figure appeared sitting next to him. Looking over, his eyes only moving, he saw the face that was etched in him memory permanently. He buried his face in his knees hoping that Duo didn't see the shock and panic Heero was feeling.

"Heero..." came a soft voice, "can we talk?"

Duo sat there expecting no response, Heero rarely answered him. He came here with one specific question. He chose not to ask about last night.

"How about I talk, you listen and then mutter a response," Duo surmised. That hurt Heero deeply, to know that that was the way Duo thought of him.

"I wanted to ask you what happened on the mission last night?" Duo asked looking at the pilot. "You seemed different afterwards."

'He didn't ask about slipping into his bed. Does he know? Does he think it was a dream?' Heero wasn't sure how to respond.

"You just didn't seem right, you still don't," Duo persisted.

"Nothing unusual. Now back off," Heero hissed.

Duo jumped back, Heero wanted to beat himself up but he had to stop Duo's persistence.

"I'm sorry" Duo choked, "Heero." When he spoke his name, Heero thought he heard a hint of sadness. Nothing unusual did happen except his revelation and he couldn't tell Duo about that. In a moment Duo was standing, within the next few he darted off. As the figure disappeared Heero reached out his hand toward it. 'Please don't run away.'