Ripples
Heero sat alone by the edge of the lake. He picked up a small stone, looking at it before tossing it into the lake. He watched the ripples spread out from the impact point.
A lone figure came up behind him and sat down. "What're you doing?" the person asked.
Heero glanced at the newcomer. "Nothing," he replied. He tossed another pebble in.
"Really?" The person watched as the pebble fell into the water with a small splash.
Heero sat in silence. "I'm watching the ripples," he finally said. His eyes followed the little waves as they moved apart.
"Ripples?" The other turned to watch as well. "Are they that interesting?"
"I guess," Heero replied after a time. He tossed two stones in at the same time, watching as the ripples collided with each other, creating new ripples of their own. "What did you come here for?" he asked after a moment's silence.
The other smiled. "Do I have to have a reason?" When they got no reply, they sighed. "I guess I do."
Heero smiled inwardly as the other started talking. He tossed in another stone, a slightly larger one this time, and watched as the ripples lapped upon the shore. He slid his hand into the water, letting the ripples bounce off it, and creating more with each minute movement of his hand. "Do people ever tell you that you talk too much?" he asked.
The other stopped talking and looked at Heero. They smiled. "Sometimes. I guess it's something that I need to work on, but when I'm around you, I need to do the talking for the both of us."
Heero pulled his hand out of the water, letting the droplets that still clung to him fall, to create ripples of their own.
"I wonder if we're like that," the other said suddenly.
"Hm?"
"I wonder if we're like those ripples. Such a tiny movement in the water, and such an effect occurs. Does that happen with us? A small event, and such a large result occurs."
Heero flicked the water off his fingers, letting the droplets spatter the lake's surface.
"Could we be like those stones you threw, each creating ripples. Do you think we've made an impact as such on humankind?"
Heero picked up a small, flat rock and turned it over in his hands, inspecting it with his touch. "Could be," he replied as he skipped the rock across the water, each impact creating ripples. "We're alive, despite numerous odds. Because of us, humankind has got a better chance of survival; war is less likely to break out, now."
The other laughed. "Since when are you an optimist?"
Heero smiled, outwardly this time. "I guess it's from being around you."
The person turned to Heero. "Really? So I have been useful, after all."
"Don't tell me you thought otherwise."
The other tossed a pebble of their own in, watching the ripples spread. "Not really."
Heero turned to face his companion, brushing a stray lock of hair that had fallen across their eyes. "I think we have made a difference in this world."
The other turned to look at him, gazing into his eyes. "You know what? I think you're right."
Heero smiled and pinned the other to the ground, kissing them deeply. "Let's make ripples of our own," he whispered. "Duo."
Tiny waves, remnants of ripples, lapped upon the shore.
Heero sat alone by the edge of the lake. He picked up a small stone, looking at it before tossing it into the lake. He watched the ripples spread out from the impact point.
A lone figure came up behind him and sat down. "What're you doing?" the person asked.
Heero glanced at the newcomer. "Nothing," he replied. He tossed another pebble in.
"Really?" The person watched as the pebble fell into the water with a small splash.
Heero sat in silence. "I'm watching the ripples," he finally said. His eyes followed the little waves as they moved apart.
"Ripples?" The other turned to watch as well. "Are they that interesting?"
"I guess," Heero replied after a time. He tossed two stones in at the same time, watching as the ripples collided with each other, creating new ripples of their own. "What did you come here for?" he asked after a moment's silence.
The other smiled. "Do I have to have a reason?" When they got no reply, they sighed. "I guess I do."
Heero smiled inwardly as the other started talking. He tossed in another stone, a slightly larger one this time, and watched as the ripples lapped upon the shore. He slid his hand into the water, letting the ripples bounce off it, and creating more with each minute movement of his hand. "Do people ever tell you that you talk too much?" he asked.
The other stopped talking and looked at Heero. They smiled. "Sometimes. I guess it's something that I need to work on, but when I'm around you, I need to do the talking for the both of us."
Heero pulled his hand out of the water, letting the droplets that still clung to him fall, to create ripples of their own.
"I wonder if we're like that," the other said suddenly.
"Hm?"
"I wonder if we're like those ripples. Such a tiny movement in the water, and such an effect occurs. Does that happen with us? A small event, and such a large result occurs."
Heero flicked the water off his fingers, letting the droplets spatter the lake's surface.
"Could we be like those stones you threw, each creating ripples. Do you think we've made an impact as such on humankind?"
Heero picked up a small, flat rock and turned it over in his hands, inspecting it with his touch. "Could be," he replied as he skipped the rock across the water, each impact creating ripples. "We're alive, despite numerous odds. Because of us, humankind has got a better chance of survival; war is less likely to break out, now."
The other laughed. "Since when are you an optimist?"
Heero smiled, outwardly this time. "I guess it's from being around you."
The person turned to Heero. "Really? So I have been useful, after all."
"Don't tell me you thought otherwise."
The other tossed a pebble of their own in, watching the ripples spread. "Not really."
Heero turned to face his companion, brushing a stray lock of hair that had fallen across their eyes. "I think we have made a difference in this world."
The other turned to look at him, gazing into his eyes. "You know what? I think you're right."
Heero smiled and pinned the other to the ground, kissing them deeply. "Let's make ripples of our own," he whispered. "Duo."
Tiny waves, remnants of ripples, lapped upon the shore.