Damn. I'm just popping 'em out tonight, aren't I? Well, maybe they're bad quality, but hey, I was reading Mighty Ducks slash fiction earlier. I'm hurting for something to do.

Xixie (aka: she who should be writing that paper about Lolita and sexual identity confusion)
Neo was found in the cabin he and Trinity shared. Ostensibly hers, as officially he still had his own down the hall. But they slept in hers, and really only used his when the duct on the other side of Trinity's wall clacked.

"Neo."

"Hey."

"I'm sorry that I ordered you out of the Matrix like that. I should have just explained."

"It's okay. I understand. You know. If it were you."

"We have to talk."

Neo looked up at her from where he sat on their bed. "Okay."

Trinity pulled the chair from the corner and sat in front of him. "The people that are coming are old friends of mine."

Neo smiled. "Yeah? Could you tell them that I'm not usually that manic. I was just worried about you. I thought E5elyn was going to hit me."

"She might have. But I'm sure they understand. Um, the guy who's coming to help, Pusher, he's really good at what he does. If we can keep the Agents off him for long enough, he'll be able to find what we need."

Neo nodded.

"He and I, Pusher and I, we used to be together. In a way."

Neo didn't speak for a moment. "In a way?"

"We had a relationship, years ago, when I was first unplugged. We had a self destruction, physical thing."

"Okay."

Trinity looked confused. "Okay?"

"Yeah. Okay. Trinity. You are the most beautiful woman I've ever met in my life. I'd be stupid to think that you had never been in a relationship before. It's fine. You don't have to worry about me being stupid. I didn't think you were dead before you met me."

Trinity looked into his eyes for nearly a full minute. "I was, you know."

"What?"

"Dead before I met you."

Neo didn't say anything, but they didn't show up for dinner that night.