Tiny amount of religeous themes. Heero is not bashed as a character, it is
just supposed to be Duo's way of seeing him. Also don't own the characters.
This is my response to all of those 'Duo stares longingly at Heero who could never love him because of Relena being in the way' fics. I don't think of Duo and Heero as a couple but what if all the other Gundam Wing Character's thought the same as the majority of Gundam Wing fanfiction Authors?
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My handiwork is perfect, like it always is.
You know how I have always thought of you? I suppose you don't; it's not as if I ever told you.
But then you never asked either. That makes it your fault.
Yes. This is your fault. No matter how I look at it I can't seem to place the blame anywhere else! It was your ignorance, your apathy that caused this to happen. All the arrows connect back to you. You. You, you, you. It is all because of You.
But don't worry, I wont harm the rest of them. Sincerity has never been anything I could master well, they won't notice if I am not too grieved by what has befallen you. And how far you have fallen, since then.
Remember the good ol' days? Riding around in a glob of welded gundanium, destroying those other differently coloured globs of titanium. It was supposed to make a pilot feel less compassion towards an enemy if they couldn't look them in the eye. That's what I missed most though, that feeling, that power.
Your not the first, and you definitely won't be the last. Maybe I'll go next to Hilde. She'd probably last longer than you did. She was prepared to die for me; you were prepared to kill me. It takes a lot to forget that kind of thing, you know.
So, back on to the subject: you want to know what you remind me of?
A fish.
More specifically, a dead fish.
You observed everything with those slightly protruding blank eyes, not moving. People always said that Trowa did the same thing, but at least he is making an effort to overcome his almost stifling case of apathy. The fact that he isn't as gormless as you probably helps too.
Your eyes are gone. Your tongue is gone. Fingers, thumbs gone.
I know you can still hear me, I haven't gone quite that far yet.
Everyone always assumed that I loved you, was secretly longing for you to condescend to notice happy, hyper little me. After all, you are the fallen 'star prince' of Relena's. Everyone tried to push us together, saving Quatre. He would look at me and analyse me and know that something was sour between the two of us; it scares me to know that someone can read me so well. He'll also know what I've done; I can stay away. For the rest of my life sounds an appropriate amount of time, don't you think?
If you had ever listened to me you would have noticed that I never told you I loved you. I know you were only putting up with me after Relena wanted to soothe my apparently aching heart. Apparently my distress was so evident that she felt my need for a thorough dose of Heero Yuy was greater than her needs.
My heart does ache, but never for you. I had enough sorrows of my own without bringing something as frivolous as love into it.
And you know that I may run and hide but that I'll never tell a lie. Not even to you.
Now you know the punishment for one who has fallen from the graces of the God of Death.
Your fault.
Now stop fidgeting, if your good I may use a little local anaesthetic while removing those sensitive coils from those shell shaped mounds of cartilage you arrogantly proclaim as ears.
And I never lie.
This is my response to all of those 'Duo stares longingly at Heero who could never love him because of Relena being in the way' fics. I don't think of Duo and Heero as a couple but what if all the other Gundam Wing Character's thought the same as the majority of Gundam Wing fanfiction Authors?
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My handiwork is perfect, like it always is.
You know how I have always thought of you? I suppose you don't; it's not as if I ever told you.
But then you never asked either. That makes it your fault.
Yes. This is your fault. No matter how I look at it I can't seem to place the blame anywhere else! It was your ignorance, your apathy that caused this to happen. All the arrows connect back to you. You. You, you, you. It is all because of You.
But don't worry, I wont harm the rest of them. Sincerity has never been anything I could master well, they won't notice if I am not too grieved by what has befallen you. And how far you have fallen, since then.
Remember the good ol' days? Riding around in a glob of welded gundanium, destroying those other differently coloured globs of titanium. It was supposed to make a pilot feel less compassion towards an enemy if they couldn't look them in the eye. That's what I missed most though, that feeling, that power.
Your not the first, and you definitely won't be the last. Maybe I'll go next to Hilde. She'd probably last longer than you did. She was prepared to die for me; you were prepared to kill me. It takes a lot to forget that kind of thing, you know.
So, back on to the subject: you want to know what you remind me of?
A fish.
More specifically, a dead fish.
You observed everything with those slightly protruding blank eyes, not moving. People always said that Trowa did the same thing, but at least he is making an effort to overcome his almost stifling case of apathy. The fact that he isn't as gormless as you probably helps too.
Your eyes are gone. Your tongue is gone. Fingers, thumbs gone.
I know you can still hear me, I haven't gone quite that far yet.
Everyone always assumed that I loved you, was secretly longing for you to condescend to notice happy, hyper little me. After all, you are the fallen 'star prince' of Relena's. Everyone tried to push us together, saving Quatre. He would look at me and analyse me and know that something was sour between the two of us; it scares me to know that someone can read me so well. He'll also know what I've done; I can stay away. For the rest of my life sounds an appropriate amount of time, don't you think?
If you had ever listened to me you would have noticed that I never told you I loved you. I know you were only putting up with me after Relena wanted to soothe my apparently aching heart. Apparently my distress was so evident that she felt my need for a thorough dose of Heero Yuy was greater than her needs.
My heart does ache, but never for you. I had enough sorrows of my own without bringing something as frivolous as love into it.
And you know that I may run and hide but that I'll never tell a lie. Not even to you.
Now you know the punishment for one who has fallen from the graces of the God of Death.
Your fault.
Now stop fidgeting, if your good I may use a little local anaesthetic while removing those sensitive coils from those shell shaped mounds of cartilage you arrogantly proclaim as ears.
And I never lie.