Disclaimer: They're not mine, and I'm making no money out of this.
Authors' Notes: Did I really promise to make this over 400 words? Well, I have a confession to make: I lied.
I got the idea for the title from the French saying "tout casse, tout passe, tout lasse", which means 'everything breaks, everything passes, everything wears out', and sounds much better in its native language.
Everything Passes.
I can see him in the peripheral vision: he's lying on his bed - face down - reading some unidentifiable, ratty-looking book; chewing his braid and swinging his legs in a relentless rhythm.
Back and forth and back and forth...
It's distracting me.
"Stop swinging your legs." I let a little of my annoyance seep into my voice.
He stops, without the usual song-and-dance that accompanies almost everything that he does.
I frown, and briefly wonder at his lack of fuss.
I can now fully concentrate on what I am doing - studying Libra schematics - without having to track his movements.
Unfortunately, the feeling that sits knotted behind my ribcage does not go away - I had assumed that it was annoyance, and would disappear with the cessation of its cause.
I study Duo out of the corner of my eye, as I have previously identified this unknown emotion as being directly linked with the braided pilot.
He turns, as if sensing my scrutiny, and his countenance abruptly darkens: for no apparent reason, he is now angry.
Very angry.
"For fucks sake, Heero, I'm not doing anything! Oh, who cares?! I'll go read somewhere else, OK?!"
With that, he gracefully rolls off the bed and stalks out of our room: book firmly in hand and braid twitching rhythmically in his wake.
I stare at the closed door for a full minute trying to decide what happened to piss Duo off, and attempting to identify the foreign emotions which now churn in the pit of my stomach.
I fail on both accounts.
Giving a mental shrug, I effectively banish my fellow pilot from my thoughts, and return my full attention to mission preparation.
I am confident that if I ignore these feelings for long enough, then they will eventually fade and disappear.
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