Public Meetings

/* AN: Welcome to the third installment of Picture. As promised, here it is, the very next day. I only need four more requests for the fifth chapter, I suppose I should say that I hope to get those reviews from many different people. But maybe I'm hoping for too much. Oh well; here goes. ^^ */

// Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or the song Picture.

Heero scowled at any and all passer-bys as he wandered through the super market looking for food that would go down well with his new bottle of whiskey. He sauntered up and down the isles at a slow pace, his eyes lowered. He came to an shelve with chips and dip from floor to ceiling and begins his search for something even slightly appealing.

His eyes are caught, not my a silvered bag of food, but by a shock of long brown hair braided until it reached the bottom of it's owner's rear. That rear was well known by Heero and he dropped the jar of onion dip he'd picked up. Both the brown haired man and the blond with him turned.

Quatre walked over happy to see his old friend, Duo hung back slightly shocked to see his lover, "Hey Heero! What are you doing here?" The blond clapped his hand on the Japanese man's shoulder in a friendly gesture, but instead of receiving an answer he fallowed his gaze. When he turned he saw both Heero and Duo locked in a surprised look of sorrow to out do any before it.

"Uh, I'll go to look for that sandwich you were talking about Duo!" The Arab turned again and walked down the isle.

Heero shook his head a but and smiled as he ran his fingers through his hair, "Imagine running into you here, Duo." He continued to grin as he walked towards him, still meeting his eyes. "What're you doing here? Don't you normally go to mass Saturday nights?"

"Hn…" Duo lowered his eyes, "I was on my way, Quatre was going to come to keep me company." He shifted uncomfortably, "Where have you been Heero?" He raises his eyes again looking into the Prussian depths with tears in his own eyes.

"Well, I've been living off of savings and in a hotel room. Not the most romantic lifestyle I know, but I'm surviving. How've you been holding up, love?" Heero let his name for Duo slide pass his lips with practiced ease.

Duo blinked back his tears and sniffed a bit, "I've been living at our… my place quite comfortably I think. Things are going quite well…" He lied to himself. He cursed his own weakness and looked at Heero again stepping closer so they were only inches apart, "The place is empty without you. I miss you so much."

Heero steps back and lowers his eyes, "I have to admit, my life's been pretty dark without you as well. Seeing you makes think of better times." He paused not knowing what he should say. "You should call me sometime. Maybe we could start over, who knows." He pulls a pen a piece of paper from his pack and hand's Duo the hotel's phone number, "I'm in room 206, I had voice mail set up there."

"Yeah…" Duo glances down at the folded piece of paper in his palm.

"Well, you have to go so I'll take off for you. Don't be a stranger." Heero turned and grabbed a random bag of chips off the shelve as he waved with his other arm over his shoulder. He took several deep breaths so he wouldn't turn and look back, "looking back only makes it hurt more." He told himself.

As he stood in line for the check out his thoughts only ran of Duo and all the happy times they'd shared, "Maybe he'll see that I do have emotions now. I hope he knows I miss him." Hi lowered his head and left money for the cashier as he bagged his food and turned towards the liquor store.

/* AN: Sorry this one's so short. ^^ But I only wanted to get across that Heero's trying to be less emotionless then he was before, but nothing more. Kinda like last chapter with the shiftyness of Duo… I hope it isn't TOO terrible… Oh well. ^^ Don't forget to review! */