Chapter the last. Finally. Just a note, though…in this chapter, the format changes. Heero's thoughts are written in italics, the rest of the dialogue and the action is normal. Just so's you know.
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Quatre looked down at Heero's unconscious form, a smile on his face.
'The light…I've reached the light!'
"You look like you're sleeping," Quatre said softly to himself. Then, before he could help it, he leaned down and gently pressed his lips to Heero's. He mumbled the words 'I love you' against Heero's mouth.
'I…I…'
"I love you." The whispered words came out in return. Quatre pulled back, surprised, to see Heero's eyes wide and staring, his mouth open, forming the last word of the phrase.
"…Heero?" Quatre's strained whisper forced itself out. Tears of happiness began to flow down his face.
'…the light…
Not your eyes…
…flames?'
The heart-monitor flat lined. Quatre stared dumbly at the wide-eyed, prone figure lying on the perfectly pressed white sheets of the hospital bed.
"God, no…" he whispered, his tears of joy turning into those of sadness. He sunk to the floor beside the bed, blankly staring straight ahead. The tears ran down his face and soaked the thighs of his khaki pants.
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Well, It's done! And not bad, if I do say so myself. I'm not really too sure I like the ending, though I like the idea, I'm not positive the way it came out was the best. Meh. I'll live with it.
Oh yeah, and if you're a little confused…Draw your own conclusions on the significance of the flames. And if you can't, email me/review and ask the point.
Thanks for reading, and I'd really appreciate a review or two.
Love and Huggles,
Tseecka