Heero sat with his back arched against the wooden bed head, his Prussian cobalt eyes stare at the pale peach paint that stained his bedroom wall across from him. His legs laid outwards before him, his arms folded over his chest...she was such a fool...Hilde was such a fool...his mother was as well.
- Flash Back -
" Mommy, Mommy...please don't," chibi Heero, cried as he nestled his face into the soft fabrics of his mother's dress pleading with her not to carry out her actions..the one's he knew she'd take.
" Go away sweety...go-wait-for me out in the kitchen than I'll come and make you some lunch," His mother lied, as she held a shard of glass within her hand blood awakening at the every deeper position it took.
" No, come with me mommy," he begged his chubby chibi hands tugging at her dress, " don't leave me mommy! Don't leave me!" he cried, his screams muffled in her cloths.
Soon the small bundle that laid across the room from the two burst into tears, as though trying to agree with her older brothers pleas and begs. Her small legs kicked and her arms thrashed about her as she continue her nonstop crying, Heero glanced to his baby sister than back to his tear stained mother.
" Mommy..." he whispered softly that it was almost in audible, "...hilwe needs you...she does!" Chibi Heero stated, as he tugged at her dress again hoping this time she stop. But she didn't.
" Go and hush her Heero..I'll be right here..go on," she told, chibi Heero looked from his mother to his crying sister and than backed to his mother and finally giving into his sisters cry wobbled over to her bedside. Chibi Heero reached for the bundle, huddled her in his arm, and rocked her slowly. " Shh...Hilwe...mommy is coming...mommy is coming..." he cooed.
With a thump chibi Heero turned to look at his mother's body, and the small pool of blood that rushed from her opened wound, he quickly wobbled over to her body nearly forgetting Hilde was in his arms, and threw himself on her and begun to weep. " Mommy...wake up..Mommy...Mommy..don't leave me..Mommy!" he yelled as he thrashed his head side to side. He had placed Hilde on the floor sometime between weeping for his mother...and curling up beside her warm body.
Heero clanged to her bloody shirt, and kept clung to her as the pool of blood begun to trail towards him soaking his shirt and pants a bit but he didn't care. " Come back..." he whispered, he felt as two small hands clutched at his pants and begun to slowly inched it way up with a small tug.
" He...oh..gah.."he heard the slurry babbling of Hilde, but never dared to look at her never dared to open his eyes and face her...instead he just laid clung to his mother's body.
- End of Flash Back-
" If you knew..." he whispered, " if you knew how mother really died you'd understand...you'd know all the reason I'm like this," he Whispered. His eyes slowly came to a close, as he let wondrous and fulfilling images flood his mind and pulling away the stress and heartache from his mind.
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Each splash of water that hit his young skin felt like needles piercing it, he was furiated...he was pissed! No mad, his mission and finally test was soon coming to an end, which meant NO seeing Hilde again. He ran a hand through his loose long chestnut brown hair messaging it thoroughly as the warm water devoured it.
Her mint cookie dough scent still flood and stuck to his skin, and no matter how hard he scrubbed it wouldn't go away...the many images of her wouldn't go away. 'Oh how I wished I could if only one experience it, to straddle her from behind and ram my cock into her -Stop That!' He told himself.
Her blue berry aroma hair, that tickle his nose as she leaned backwards against him or broke out into laughter and some times when she'd playfully elbow him in the stomach. ' Her beautiful and innocent face, cringed in pain and lust as I spread her legs and sledded into her, running my fingers through that beautiful head of hair...taking away her virginity..if she still held i- Stop again!' He cursed.
He was dressed up as an old man, she was her sweet beautiful teen aged self ALL the time she'd seen him, so there was no way she even would image do things with him. He leaned over catching the cold turn handle in his hand and slowly turning it till all the running water cease. He pushed the shower curtain to one side, and reached for the towel that laid folded and wrapped neatly over the small rack. As he was about to towel him self, he felt his little buddy down stair spring into action as MORE thoughts surged through his head. ' She'd look so hot pressed against my bathroom wall as I fucked her from behind...and her screaming out my name...' he shook his head out of the thought, and quickly turned around and turned on the cold water.
' Your so close to get in Maxwell-so don't screw this up-not over_her_ ...you need to be strong and than you'd have girls throwing themselves at you from left to right. Just keep strong and we will make it Maxwell!' he told himself. This time he succeed on grabbing the towel and than wrapping it around his waist securely and than headed out to find something to change into.
" Duo," someone voiced as he step out of the shower.
"...Sir.." Duo answered, as he came to attention, saluting the tall muscular broad shouldered man before him whom stood quiet tall for his age.
