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By: Yuri Maxwell
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Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam nor the boys. I'm not rich either so don't sue me. I just love Hee-chan and Duo-honey to bits!!!
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2/?
Heero entered the room he shared with Duo and sat on the bed. He didn't bother with the lights and sat there in the dark, thinking to himself. Something was wrong and he knew it. Something was wrong with him and he didn't know what to do. He couldn't even understand it. He was doing and feeling a lot of things he couldn't control. None of his training had prepared him for this. The perfect soldier wasn't feeling so perfect anymore. He was lost and he didn't know what to do. He was feeling a multitude of emotions that he didn't understand. All because of him... The longhaired baka had wormed his way into his defenses and try as he might, he couldn't get him out. He found himself watching him, studying him, learning to see behind the mask he knew the Shinigami pilot held to the world. He found himself trying to understand him, gain a little more understanding on the one who haunted his thoughts and dreams.
Heero shook his head. He never understood his fascination for the Shinigami pilot. He didn't even know when it started and why. He just found himself looking forward to the times they'd be alone together with Duo ranting on about whatever had his attention for the moment. He always pretended to ignore him, but he listened intently, not wanting to miss a thing he said. He enjoyed having Duo around; he looked forward to their rounds of private schools, whenever it will only be the two of them. He didn't understand the hold Duo had over him. He didn't know why the braided pilot suddenly meant so much to him. He wanted Duo to be his, and his alone.
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Heero lay on the bed he and Duo shared, glaring at the ceiling. The bed was big enough for two, with lots more room for the pillows that Duo always wanted to have around him. The bed seemed big but even bigger still without Duo to share it with him.
Heero glanced at the luminous face of the clock. It was late. But it was also natural for Duo to forget everything else when something occupied or amused him. He must be having a good time playing billiards with Wufei. And somehow, that thought annoyed Heero to a large degree. He glared at the ceiling again. He wanted to be with Duo. He knew it was no use to sleep. He'd wait for the long-haired baka. And wait, he will...
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The door opened quietly, letting a bit of light from the corridor spill into the darkened room. Muffled voices... a voice that Heero knew oh so well. A voive bidding the other good night. Heero felt his body tense. Duo was back.
"Heero?" Duo cheerfully called out, closing the door. He sat beside Heero and poked at him with a finger. "Asleep?" he asked again before going into the adjoining bath to prepare for bed.
After a while, the Shinigami pilot reentered the room and lay down beside Heero. He lay still, cuddling one of his many pillows and seemed to be in deep thought.
"Heero..." Duo murmured, cuddling the pillow closer to him.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" Heero said after some time, not knowing what prompted him to ask.
Duo started, surprised at the question. "Wufei's good..." he answered, voice trailing off, wondering at Heero's sudden interest.
"Hn."
"Want to play next time?"
"Hn."
"Okay. Oyasumi, Heero."
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Author's Notes: Gomen! I can't seem to write long chapters, ne? They're more of baby chapters, snippets, if you like. I get writer's boulder... err, block all the time. But, I got the whole thing till chapter three moving around in my head. Got to get them out before they disappear. Thanks for the reviews!
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shini-gami@excite.com
By: Yuri Maxwell
~~~
Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam nor the boys. I'm not rich either so don't sue me. I just love Hee-chan and Duo-honey to bits!!!
~~~
2/?
Heero entered the room he shared with Duo and sat on the bed. He didn't bother with the lights and sat there in the dark, thinking to himself. Something was wrong and he knew it. Something was wrong with him and he didn't know what to do. He couldn't even understand it. He was doing and feeling a lot of things he couldn't control. None of his training had prepared him for this. The perfect soldier wasn't feeling so perfect anymore. He was lost and he didn't know what to do. He was feeling a multitude of emotions that he didn't understand. All because of him... The longhaired baka had wormed his way into his defenses and try as he might, he couldn't get him out. He found himself watching him, studying him, learning to see behind the mask he knew the Shinigami pilot held to the world. He found himself trying to understand him, gain a little more understanding on the one who haunted his thoughts and dreams.
Heero shook his head. He never understood his fascination for the Shinigami pilot. He didn't even know when it started and why. He just found himself looking forward to the times they'd be alone together with Duo ranting on about whatever had his attention for the moment. He always pretended to ignore him, but he listened intently, not wanting to miss a thing he said. He enjoyed having Duo around; he looked forward to their rounds of private schools, whenever it will only be the two of them. He didn't understand the hold Duo had over him. He didn't know why the braided pilot suddenly meant so much to him. He wanted Duo to be his, and his alone.
~*~*~
Heero lay on the bed he and Duo shared, glaring at the ceiling. The bed was big enough for two, with lots more room for the pillows that Duo always wanted to have around him. The bed seemed big but even bigger still without Duo to share it with him.
Heero glanced at the luminous face of the clock. It was late. But it was also natural for Duo to forget everything else when something occupied or amused him. He must be having a good time playing billiards with Wufei. And somehow, that thought annoyed Heero to a large degree. He glared at the ceiling again. He wanted to be with Duo. He knew it was no use to sleep. He'd wait for the long-haired baka. And wait, he will...
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The door opened quietly, letting a bit of light from the corridor spill into the darkened room. Muffled voices... a voice that Heero knew oh so well. A voive bidding the other good night. Heero felt his body tense. Duo was back.
"Heero?" Duo cheerfully called out, closing the door. He sat beside Heero and poked at him with a finger. "Asleep?" he asked again before going into the adjoining bath to prepare for bed.
After a while, the Shinigami pilot reentered the room and lay down beside Heero. He lay still, cuddling one of his many pillows and seemed to be in deep thought.
"Heero..." Duo murmured, cuddling the pillow closer to him.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" Heero said after some time, not knowing what prompted him to ask.
Duo started, surprised at the question. "Wufei's good..." he answered, voice trailing off, wondering at Heero's sudden interest.
"Hn."
"Want to play next time?"
"Hn."
"Okay. Oyasumi, Heero."
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Author's Notes: Gomen! I can't seem to write long chapters, ne? They're more of baby chapters, snippets, if you like. I get writer's boulder... err, block all the time. But, I got the whole thing till chapter three moving around in my head. Got to get them out before they disappear. Thanks for the reviews!
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shini-gami@excite.com