By Tenshi-Usa, the hyper Angel-Bunny
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Rainy day...
Rainy day...
Rainy day man...
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Deep violet eyes fluttered open as the boy awoke from a sound night's sleep. The longhaired brunette yawned and stretched on his bed within the room that had seemed so dark the night before, now flooded with sunlight that spilled over the objects within it's rays like bright magic glitter in a child's valentine. Slipping one sure foot out at a time, Duo made his slow, drowsy way out of bed and to the bathroom that lay not too far from his current coordinates. His clumsy, numb feet stumbled over to the hallway and soon enough he was found knocking on the bathroom door, with his heart-shaped little head as the doorknocker. An indefinable grunt emitted from the restroom and soon enough a shorthaired boy poked his emotionless face from out of the door, as he opened it a small crack to see the cause of the continuous, agitating banging noise. His eyes glared at the longhaired boy from out of his own bangs hanging over his Prussian blue opals that angrily glowered.
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When I think about the first time
I thought I'd found someone who cared for me
But things were not as they appeared to be...
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"Heero." Duo acknowledged the other male with a smirk of amusement.
"What do you want?" The stone-faced pilot cut off his acknowledgment.
"It's morning... I need to go to the bathroom." Duo managed a grin in his groggy state, "So… if you wouldn't mind…" Heero continued to glare at the boy and mumbled something about 'one more minute' before rudely shutting the door in Duo's face. "Nice guy... as I always say..." Sarcasm fluttered on his tone as he smirked again. It was always laugh when Heero was seen in the morning, it seemed as though he was a little grumpier in the morning than at other times during the day, that is, if it's possible. So as he waited, 'one more minute', he undid what was left of his braid from his ever motion-filled slumber. It wasn't that odd that he rolled around, walked, talked, and had a half-awake state in his sleep, was it? Maybe it was, but who was it that was supposed to judge him anyway? Duo ran a lazy hand through his hair to make sure that his braid was out of it's formation completely, after all, he couldn't very well wash it and brush it with it in his usual style, could he? Most certainly not, unless by some freaky accident of nature that it was possible, but that wouldn't happen. After being lost in time consuming thought for about a minute, the longhaired brunette looked up as the door squeaked open and he noted from his position on the floor he'd taken after the rude door slamming in his face, that Heero must has just finished his shower when he, Duo, began to bang his head on the door as a form of knocking. The sitting boy observed the towel-clad boy and chuckled as he stood up.
"I thank you greatly for the use of the facilities." With that Duo went into the bathroom leaving behind the seemingly emotionless male.
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Rainy day man
On your shoulder I cried
When my first brush with love
Left me shaking inside
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Duo gingerly picked up his brush from the counter and ran it though his partly tangled locks of cinnamon hair. He looked in the mirror and gazed briefly at his long hair. How long was it now? It might be about three feet long or so… no, not that long… but long… perhaps something like two in a half feet; maybe. He had heard how some of the others suggested he cut it, that he'd look good with short hair. No. He wouldn't cut it, and if someone did so to spite him, they were cruisin' for some bruisin'. No, his hair was full of too many memories and, as sentimental as it may sound, he couldn't bare to part with all of the memories that his hair carried. It almost sounded silly, but it was true; very true. He could just faintly recall how the sisters loved to braid his hair, how they always told him that it was his best quality, how he was the best he could be with his long, beautiful hair. It was all-together the reasons why he would never cut it. There was another reason too… one that come from his heart, and made his face blush. It was that his long hair seemed to be the only thing that Heero ever noticed about him. Yea, so it was true. Duo had an ever burning, huge, and I mean, huge crush on the guy. Was that so wrong, to love someone that seemed to have no emotions? It shouldn't be wrong, it shouldn't be. Duo squirted a giant glob of mint shampoo and conditioner in one onto his head and lathered it, letting it sit on his head as he worked with the shower jell and his cute bat-shaped animal scrubby.
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Ever since I can remember
Just like a brother you've been strong and true
Always been the one to see me through...
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After cleaning himself completely and at long last, washing the shampoo/conditioner out of his now silky hair, he got out of the shower and dried with a fluffy blue towel. Duo took out a hair-drier from under the sink cupboard, turning on and trying to dry his sopping wet hair. Eventually after sixteen minutes of that noisy drier on high, his hair was at last moderately dry[1], so he stepped out of the bathroom in his, now wet, but still fluffy, blue towel. Then he saw faintly into the room that he and Heero shared, where a certain shorthaired male was packing a suitcase full of clothes. Duo quickly came into the room, fear clutching him.
"Heero... what are you packing for?" The longhaired boy almost gulped but he held himself in check, saying the query as if it were merely curiosity that clutched him.
"Year-long mission." Tears almost filled Duo's eyes, but still, he held himself in check and acted normal, hiding the saltwater troublemakers.
"Where?" It seemed as though that's all he was: curious.
"Japan." Heero wasn't going to say anything else, unless he was forced to, so Duo tried to refrain from desperately blurting out questions of why.
"Oh... uh... have fun." This time he did gulp. There was no way he could stop himself, though he tried to cover it up with a laugh that was more than fake.
"What's wrong with you..." Heero eyed the brunette as he began to pick out clothes to wear for the day, seeming to be hiding depression that was about to overwhelm him. Shoot... was it that obvious how distraught this made him? Duo flinched.
"Nothing, why would you think anything was wrong?" Lies. Lies, lies, lies, all lies! Heero knew when a person was lying to hid their weaknesses; so what was Duo trying to hide?
"You're lying." Duo flinched again, followed by a sharply drawn in breath.
"No... I run, I hide, but I never lie...[2]" The longhaired boy mumbled, looking to the floor as he grabbed his usual garb and began to put it on in a kinky, very un-Duo-like fashion. Heero walked out the door, for a moment looking back the now-dressed Duo suspiciously.
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Rainy day man
You're much more than a friend
I would give anything
Just to see you again
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Outside the door, Heero dropped the suitcase for a second and turned around, entering the room that would soon be only Duo's.
"Don't think I'll give up that easily." He shot a glare at Duo who sat on his bed, looking down at his feet shamefully. "What are you hiding?!?" It was a stern look at the braided boy at first, but when he raised his head- Heero just then realized that silent tears were falling down the other male's face.
"Well... now you know what I'm not hiding. For a real man isn't afraid to show he has emotions. Flaws, weaknesses... as you may call them." Duo forced a smile at Heero, who just stood in shock and astonishment at the sight. "The thing is... I couldn't say what I'm hiding out loud, bluntly that is..."
"Go on." It was more of an order and a request, but that was Heero for you.
"Here... I, well, I have this feeling for some one... and, well, this someone has dark blue eyes, and short brown hair, and this person tends to care about little else than what's required of him..." Him? What could Duo mean?
"Him?" Duo nodded, blushing as he did so.
"And he's very responsible and never notices me... very much... that is."
"So what's wrong?" His voice was almost, strangely, soft.
"This person is... going away for a very long time... and I won't be able to see them. The worst part is they don't even know I like them... and since they never notice me much, it's not like it'd matter..." Then Heero understood and his mouth went dry. He was going away for a long time... and he never noticed Duo that much. Could it be Heero he was talking of?
"Who... who are you talking about?" Heero had to know... for once his curiosity was getting the best of him.
"This may be kind of hard to believe, but... it's you, Heero. Please don't hate me..." All of a sudden, it was like the room was spinning and Heero had to seat himself on the bed to steady the swirling area.
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Rainy day
Rainy day man...
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"Hee- Hee-chan?!?" It looked as if Heero was about to fall over. "Wha?! What's wrong!" No response as the pilot began to fall over as anticipated. "Heero!" Duo took the other boy's shoulders in both hands and shook, hoping to snap him back into reality or back from wherever his mind was taking him.
"Why... would you care about me?" Heero moved so that the wall that the bed was up against was supporting him, because, for some reason, he couldn't sit straight and look at Duo at the same time without falling. Some might describe what he was going through as all the emotions that he'd been trained against, being unlocked, and the force being too much, especially the force of the strongest of all feelings: love.
"Love... isn't something that you can just flush out... and it isn't something you can describe." Duo sighed, "All I know is that I love you."
"If I knew... what love was, I think I might love... you." Heero's words caught the longhaired boy by surprise. The other blue-eyed boy looked up at Duo who was leaning over him and gently took his arms and wrapped them around the boy, pressing the longhaired male down on top of him. A blush crept across Duo's face and was rewarded with Heero's soft lips. It all seemed too dreamlike. Duo couldn't believe it, here they were, when Heero should have been gone, not to return for a year, here they were, kissing on his bed. This defiantly wasn't something he could have predicted. It was sweet and soft, the kiss was and when they finally parted, Duo turned his head to lay it on Heero's shoulder and wept.
"What?" Heero didn't understand why Duo was crying.
"You... you still have to leave... and now it really doesn't matter... whether or not I love you or if you will learn to love me."
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Always been the one to see me through...
Rainy day man
On your shoulder I cried
When my first brush with love
Left me shaking inside
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"I... I'll take you with me." Duo looked up and blinked unbelievingly at what Heero, the Perfect Soldier had said.
"You- you mean it?" The longhaired brunette swallowed as Heero nodded truthfully. This time Duo swallowed Heero in a kiss. It was strong and full. The longhaired boy's tongue begged for entrance and gained it with ease. Finally they broke from the kiss, where Heero had never experienced such a breath-taking activity. "I love you Hee-chan..."
"I love you too, Duo." Heero whispered happily as the whether outside turned from warm flooding sunlight, to pouring saltwater rain, since they no longer needed the happiness that the weather had to give, since all they needed was one another in the snug room where a dream had just come true...
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Rainy day
Rainy day
Rainy day
Rainy day man...[3]
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[1] My hair is as long as Duo's and yes... it takes that long to keep it from dripping with the drying of a hair-drier. ^^;
[2] The famous Duo Maxwell line! ^o^ I couldn't resist putting it in here...
[3] Yes! I used a SM song in a GW One-shot! Yes, this is a one-shot! And I also cut it short so that it kind of worked because I had nothing else to write and there was another verse there. XP
Please tell me what you think of this! It's my first Yaoi Song-fic One-shot!
Tenshi-Usa
