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Neko-Heero; Epilogue
By Lady Angelfiren
Disclaimer: Who the fuck reads these stupid disclaimers anyway?!! Why am I writing one?? Oh well, you all know the drill, oh faithful readers, I donna own'um Gundam, and I never will, so back the fuck off!! Oh, and I'm not getting paid either.but wouldn't it be cool if I were??!! Feel free to send me money!!!
Warnings: Uh. heh heh. Sexy Neko-Heero??? There's violence and much angst inthis part.. I am evil, that is definitely a warning. I amevil, EVIL! Yeah. what else. uhhhh. I think that's it. Kinda PWPand very OOC Heero, but really Cute!! Just read, hopefully you won't be disappointed, maybe you'll even write back?? *Hopeful look*
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Neko-Heero; Epilogue By Lady AngelFiren
Duo wrapped his arms around Heero, gathering the thin form to himself and hiding his face in the fur on Heero's chest. He shook with sobs and feared what he would see if he looked at the back of Heero's head. surely his brains would be splattered all over the place. he didn't know if he could even handle something like this. He'd seen lots of blood in his life, lots of people he loved had died, but this. this was worse than all of that, because Duo was on the cusp of being sane and being haunted forever by his life, which was filled with bloodshed and fearful tears. His palm ran over Heero's chest as his hair frayed out of the braid and made wispy trails over Heero's fur, his back shuddering with the weight of his sobbing.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump, thump.
Duo paused, his hand over Heero's heart, his violet eyes blinking glassily in worried hope. He put his ear over Heero's heart and heard steady beating, the sound of life. he was ALIVE!
But how? Duo ran his hands over the fur on Heero's chest again, feeling for the heartbeats, worried that they might stop, but they remained strong and even, maybe slightly shallow, but definitely nowhere near death. Duo felt a sense of magic crawl all through him as his eyes grew wider, the way a child's do when Santa brings them exactly what they wanted for Christmas.
"Heero. you bastard you're alive!" Duo shouted ecstatically, removing the gun from Heero's mouth and opening the clip. There was one bullet missing, but the strange thing about these bullets, was that they were blanks.
Blanks.
Heero never bothered to check what sort of ammunition was in his weapon, he just assumed it was the proper stuff and went with it. If he'd bothered to remove a bullet he would have seen that they were in fact not real at all, but blanks. Dangerous, loud, and definitely capable of hurting any idiot who fired a gun in his own mouth, but not enough to kill.
"Shit Heero. I never wouldda thought you'd botch your own suicide again, but I sure am glad you did you bastard. you scared the shit outta me. now don't go choking to death before you even wake up. I'll keep you safe."
Duo petted Heero's hair and set the gun aside, opening Heero's mouth to see the damage caused by the fake bullet. The force and kick of the gun going off had created a large gash in the roof of Heero's mouth form the edge of the barrel, and the back of his throat looked raw and full of blood. Duo rolled Heero into a safer position, letting the blood drain out of his mouth and covering him in a blanket. Heero's eyes had drifted shut on their own shortly after he'd become unconscious. He was still breathing evenly. he was fine, just unconscious. Duo looked around the room, finally beginning to notice something other than Heero.
Everything was in major disarray. or rather it appeared as though everything inside the home the pair had shared for a year prior was left unattended to. There was a thick layer of dust on the television, the stereo, and pretty much everything else. Heero smelled like dust, not wildflowers like he had before. His fur was matted together by the blood, but it was obvious that it needed to be brushed and maybe trimmed here and there. Duo left Heero's side for a short while, heading through the house, looking around. He found many things smashed and broken into useless pieces. Furniture was shredded by frustrated claws, and the dust remained proof everywhere that Heero had not so much as altered his footpath through the various rooms, he'd likely paced in the same pattern throughout the house many, many times.
Duo went to the washroom, where he found clean towels in the linen closet. They smelled a little musty, but they were unused. He filled a large salad bowl with warm water and returned to Heero's side, soaking the corner of a face cloth and dabbing the blood, dirt, and sweat off of Heero's forehead. Slowly, with tears threatening to fall from his eyes every second, Duo cleansed Heero's face and throat. He made sure to keep an eye on the bleeding going on in his mouth, it wouldn't do for Heero to swallow his own blood, much less choke on it.
After an agonizing twenty minutes of carefull ypatting Heero's face and fur clean of drying blood, The creature on the bed twitched, a small sound escapinghis lips. Heero's big gold eyes opened slowly. hesitantly. He stared in complete confusion at Duo, who was silently frozen before him, halted by his fearful anticipation.
Heero's mouth struggled and a look of pain came to his face. He sat up suddenly and backed away from duo to split blood out of his mouth onto the bed. He coughed and wretched blood into the sheets and covers beside him, and looked back to duo, wiping his mouth with his arm. When he attempted to speak, his voice was a thin croak.
"D-Duo.came.back." Heero said in a fragile whisper, his thin face expressing nothing at all because he was more or less paralyzed with shock.
Duo let an immeasurable grin split his face. "Yeah Heero. I did. And you know what? YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME! DON'T EVER DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT AGAIN! I'LL KILL YOU MYSELF NEXT TIME!!!"
Heero gave Duo a wide-eyed, silent look, his eyes slowly shifting towards the gun, laying, forgotten on the bed.
"Heero's sorry." He whispered, seemingly afraid to say anything else for the incredible pain in his mouth, and the ever more frightening prospect that Duo would leave again.
Duo nodded in acceptance of the apology. "You damn-well better be. and Heero. I'm sorry too. I should never have left. I'm not leaving again. I have a place for us to go, its all ready, all I need is you . I love you Heero."
Heero nodded slowly, crawling across the bloody bed and into Duo's arm. He hid his face in Duo's chest and squeezed him tight with shaky arms. "Heero loves Duo too. was scared.and lonely. don't leave anymore."
"Never again.Aishiteru.Zutto."
The pair embraced, unable to kiss because of Heero's mouth wound. Duo rubbed the boy's back and planted kisses on his face, and hair, and on the tips of his furry ears. He picked his love up and carried him out of the house, and into the car. He buckled Heero into the front seat and slid int the driver's seat, starting the engine and leaving their former home behind. Neither of htem looked back.
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Snuggled deep in the thickly wooded hills of a beautiful and nameless place, Heero and Duo spent their lives together. Duo took the transformation serum shortly after he got them both settled into the house, and only days after that, he was able to exist as he wanted to exist. as an equal to his love. They spent their time under the sun, relaxing and forgetting about the cruelties endured in their former lives. And that is how they grew old together, happy and content to take their lives only one day at a time.
The other pilots never saw or heard form them again, nor did anybody else.
~OWARI~
Jesus-tap-dancing-christ! Its over! *cries* *laughs* ahhh! I can't believe it!
Thanks so much to each and every one of you who've followed this tale to its end. Heero lived! Aren't you happy!? I am. I debated killing him though..hmmm.. naww.. I ain't that cruel. At least not today. Please tell me wha tyou thought. I suggest reading the whole thing at once, especially because of how long its been! Please review!
Lady AngelFiren
Neko-Heero; Epilogue
By Lady Angelfiren
Disclaimer: Who the fuck reads these stupid disclaimers anyway?!! Why am I writing one?? Oh well, you all know the drill, oh faithful readers, I donna own'um Gundam, and I never will, so back the fuck off!! Oh, and I'm not getting paid either.but wouldn't it be cool if I were??!! Feel free to send me money!!!
Warnings: Uh. heh heh. Sexy Neko-Heero??? There's violence and much angst inthis part.. I am evil, that is definitely a warning. I amevil, EVIL! Yeah. what else. uhhhh. I think that's it. Kinda PWPand very OOC Heero, but really Cute!! Just read, hopefully you won't be disappointed, maybe you'll even write back?? *Hopeful look*
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Neko-Heero; Epilogue By Lady AngelFiren
Duo wrapped his arms around Heero, gathering the thin form to himself and hiding his face in the fur on Heero's chest. He shook with sobs and feared what he would see if he looked at the back of Heero's head. surely his brains would be splattered all over the place. he didn't know if he could even handle something like this. He'd seen lots of blood in his life, lots of people he loved had died, but this. this was worse than all of that, because Duo was on the cusp of being sane and being haunted forever by his life, which was filled with bloodshed and fearful tears. His palm ran over Heero's chest as his hair frayed out of the braid and made wispy trails over Heero's fur, his back shuddering with the weight of his sobbing.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump, thump.
Duo paused, his hand over Heero's heart, his violet eyes blinking glassily in worried hope. He put his ear over Heero's heart and heard steady beating, the sound of life. he was ALIVE!
But how? Duo ran his hands over the fur on Heero's chest again, feeling for the heartbeats, worried that they might stop, but they remained strong and even, maybe slightly shallow, but definitely nowhere near death. Duo felt a sense of magic crawl all through him as his eyes grew wider, the way a child's do when Santa brings them exactly what they wanted for Christmas.
"Heero. you bastard you're alive!" Duo shouted ecstatically, removing the gun from Heero's mouth and opening the clip. There was one bullet missing, but the strange thing about these bullets, was that they were blanks.
Blanks.
Heero never bothered to check what sort of ammunition was in his weapon, he just assumed it was the proper stuff and went with it. If he'd bothered to remove a bullet he would have seen that they were in fact not real at all, but blanks. Dangerous, loud, and definitely capable of hurting any idiot who fired a gun in his own mouth, but not enough to kill.
"Shit Heero. I never wouldda thought you'd botch your own suicide again, but I sure am glad you did you bastard. you scared the shit outta me. now don't go choking to death before you even wake up. I'll keep you safe."
Duo petted Heero's hair and set the gun aside, opening Heero's mouth to see the damage caused by the fake bullet. The force and kick of the gun going off had created a large gash in the roof of Heero's mouth form the edge of the barrel, and the back of his throat looked raw and full of blood. Duo rolled Heero into a safer position, letting the blood drain out of his mouth and covering him in a blanket. Heero's eyes had drifted shut on their own shortly after he'd become unconscious. He was still breathing evenly. he was fine, just unconscious. Duo looked around the room, finally beginning to notice something other than Heero.
Everything was in major disarray. or rather it appeared as though everything inside the home the pair had shared for a year prior was left unattended to. There was a thick layer of dust on the television, the stereo, and pretty much everything else. Heero smelled like dust, not wildflowers like he had before. His fur was matted together by the blood, but it was obvious that it needed to be brushed and maybe trimmed here and there. Duo left Heero's side for a short while, heading through the house, looking around. He found many things smashed and broken into useless pieces. Furniture was shredded by frustrated claws, and the dust remained proof everywhere that Heero had not so much as altered his footpath through the various rooms, he'd likely paced in the same pattern throughout the house many, many times.
Duo went to the washroom, where he found clean towels in the linen closet. They smelled a little musty, but they were unused. He filled a large salad bowl with warm water and returned to Heero's side, soaking the corner of a face cloth and dabbing the blood, dirt, and sweat off of Heero's forehead. Slowly, with tears threatening to fall from his eyes every second, Duo cleansed Heero's face and throat. He made sure to keep an eye on the bleeding going on in his mouth, it wouldn't do for Heero to swallow his own blood, much less choke on it.
After an agonizing twenty minutes of carefull ypatting Heero's face and fur clean of drying blood, The creature on the bed twitched, a small sound escapinghis lips. Heero's big gold eyes opened slowly. hesitantly. He stared in complete confusion at Duo, who was silently frozen before him, halted by his fearful anticipation.
Heero's mouth struggled and a look of pain came to his face. He sat up suddenly and backed away from duo to split blood out of his mouth onto the bed. He coughed and wretched blood into the sheets and covers beside him, and looked back to duo, wiping his mouth with his arm. When he attempted to speak, his voice was a thin croak.
"D-Duo.came.back." Heero said in a fragile whisper, his thin face expressing nothing at all because he was more or less paralyzed with shock.
Duo let an immeasurable grin split his face. "Yeah Heero. I did. And you know what? YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME! DON'T EVER DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT AGAIN! I'LL KILL YOU MYSELF NEXT TIME!!!"
Heero gave Duo a wide-eyed, silent look, his eyes slowly shifting towards the gun, laying, forgotten on the bed.
"Heero's sorry." He whispered, seemingly afraid to say anything else for the incredible pain in his mouth, and the ever more frightening prospect that Duo would leave again.
Duo nodded in acceptance of the apology. "You damn-well better be. and Heero. I'm sorry too. I should never have left. I'm not leaving again. I have a place for us to go, its all ready, all I need is you . I love you Heero."
Heero nodded slowly, crawling across the bloody bed and into Duo's arm. He hid his face in Duo's chest and squeezed him tight with shaky arms. "Heero loves Duo too. was scared.and lonely. don't leave anymore."
"Never again.Aishiteru.Zutto."
The pair embraced, unable to kiss because of Heero's mouth wound. Duo rubbed the boy's back and planted kisses on his face, and hair, and on the tips of his furry ears. He picked his love up and carried him out of the house, and into the car. He buckled Heero into the front seat and slid int the driver's seat, starting the engine and leaving their former home behind. Neither of htem looked back.
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Snuggled deep in the thickly wooded hills of a beautiful and nameless place, Heero and Duo spent their lives together. Duo took the transformation serum shortly after he got them both settled into the house, and only days after that, he was able to exist as he wanted to exist. as an equal to his love. They spent their time under the sun, relaxing and forgetting about the cruelties endured in their former lives. And that is how they grew old together, happy and content to take their lives only one day at a time.
The other pilots never saw or heard form them again, nor did anybody else.
~OWARI~
Jesus-tap-dancing-christ! Its over! *cries* *laughs* ahhh! I can't believe it!
Thanks so much to each and every one of you who've followed this tale to its end. Heero lived! Aren't you happy!? I am. I debated killing him though..hmmm.. naww.. I ain't that cruel. At least not today. Please tell me wha tyou thought. I suggest reading the whole thing at once, especially because of how long its been! Please review!
Lady AngelFiren