An: WARNING: if it bothers you, that Heero and Relena might be romantically involved just keep reading, and you will find, a small scene at the end where Heero gets one memory back, of Duo!!! If it doesn't bother you, then Have fun!!! But Yoai fans try to be the big boy/girl and swallow just a bit more I have a surprise for you!!! You will find it in the next Chappy!
[Short disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of its entailments]
"And I need you now tonight And I need you more than ever And if you'll only hold me tight
We'll be holding on forever"
IA part 6:
Heero sat on his new bed looking down at the present Relena had brought him. He had been living at her house, at home for three days. The doctors wouldn't permit him to do anything, and Relena being the stubborn woman she was forced him to stay home and in bed. She even had nurses waiting on him hand and foot.
He looked up at his pink clad "wife' or so she called herself, in wild amazement. "What is this for?" He asked a little unsure that it was a valid question.
"Oh you silly," she said affectionately, "it's so that you have something to do while I am out. I know this place can get pretty dull, so I thought I would bring you that so you can like read or something... or so that you have access to the world in some form or another..."
He shot her a scathing glance and replied curtly, "I have things to do," he punctuated this statement by pointing at the large bookcase behind him.
"But those are all political novels from the early part of this century..." She replied a little uncertain.
"And?" Heero looked at her almost cruelly.
"Well if that's what you want, but I'll leave this here for you, just incase." She bent down and put it on the desk. It lay bathed in the slight orange glow of early morning, "Well I have to go, I can't keep the world waiting even for you, I love you Honey!" she bubbled, "If you want tonight you can sleep in my room," she hinted.
Relena Turned a bit dejectedly, and mused to herself, "Why does he hate me, what did I do wrong" Nearly on the verge of tears, she walked to the door, where Noin was waiting for her. Upon seeing Noin Relena slightly brightened. Relena felt something warm touch her cheek. It began to creep down, setting off every nerve in its path.
Relena found a finger on her face from behind, /How did he know? / She whirled around to face Heero standing, "You shouldn't be standing..." Heero ignored her and wiped the ear from her face. He started to lean forward.
For the first time in as long as she could remember, Heero was actually the one to initiate affection. She closed her eyes awaiting, and let her jaw go slack just a little, opening her mouth very slightly. But it wasn't her lips that felt him, the first contact she felt from him was his hair brushing her cheek just where the tear had been. The small exchange gave her goose bumps, and nothing had happened yet. She still anticipated his lips on hers but was patient, when she was caught off guard by Heero's breathing on her ear, "Thank you," he whispered.
She felt something extremely soft and slightly moist ghost her lips. But before she realized it, the moment died. She felt something fall against her, and instinctively she flung her arms out, and found Heero's unconscious body in her arms.
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Heero rose from the void into consciousness. He remembered a pleasant dream but everything eluded him save those damn elusive Violet eyes. The soft moonlight coming through the open window rested on his face. The Asian man's face had a ghost like quality to it, as it observed the dark interior of the moonlit room.
Heero didn't know what had woken him up but he wasn't happy about it. That dream seemed more real, more like a memory, the first true one he had. Even though it was sad it was precious. The boy with violet eyes was holding him, telling him he loved him, But hero couldn't say it, as much as he wanted to, he couldn't. His throat was still dry as he sat on his bed looking up at the moon.
He sat meditating over the beautiful man with chestnut hair, and those happy eyes, those precious violet blue eyes that followed him, that haunted his every moment. "Who are you Heero cried out to the moon, why do I see you every where?" Heero looked down into his hands, those hands, had they touched this man, this God with eyes of Violet? "Who am I," he whispered to himself, "why am I here, and Is this, is this love?"
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TBC
5 reviews to continue the series, thank you, and I tried to make it longer to compensate for the amazing influx of reviews... Thank you all, and a Special Thanks to Onee-Sama, Golden wings, priscel, mysticheero, TaiNokone, HeeroYuy195 and Scotty-Lass
[Short disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of its entailments]
"And I need you now tonight And I need you more than ever And if you'll only hold me tight
We'll be holding on forever"
IA part 6:
Heero sat on his new bed looking down at the present Relena had brought him. He had been living at her house, at home for three days. The doctors wouldn't permit him to do anything, and Relena being the stubborn woman she was forced him to stay home and in bed. She even had nurses waiting on him hand and foot.
He looked up at his pink clad "wife' or so she called herself, in wild amazement. "What is this for?" He asked a little unsure that it was a valid question.
"Oh you silly," she said affectionately, "it's so that you have something to do while I am out. I know this place can get pretty dull, so I thought I would bring you that so you can like read or something... or so that you have access to the world in some form or another..."
He shot her a scathing glance and replied curtly, "I have things to do," he punctuated this statement by pointing at the large bookcase behind him.
"But those are all political novels from the early part of this century..." She replied a little uncertain.
"And?" Heero looked at her almost cruelly.
"Well if that's what you want, but I'll leave this here for you, just incase." She bent down and put it on the desk. It lay bathed in the slight orange glow of early morning, "Well I have to go, I can't keep the world waiting even for you, I love you Honey!" she bubbled, "If you want tonight you can sleep in my room," she hinted.
Relena Turned a bit dejectedly, and mused to herself, "Why does he hate me, what did I do wrong" Nearly on the verge of tears, she walked to the door, where Noin was waiting for her. Upon seeing Noin Relena slightly brightened. Relena felt something warm touch her cheek. It began to creep down, setting off every nerve in its path.
Relena found a finger on her face from behind, /How did he know? / She whirled around to face Heero standing, "You shouldn't be standing..." Heero ignored her and wiped the ear from her face. He started to lean forward.
For the first time in as long as she could remember, Heero was actually the one to initiate affection. She closed her eyes awaiting, and let her jaw go slack just a little, opening her mouth very slightly. But it wasn't her lips that felt him, the first contact she felt from him was his hair brushing her cheek just where the tear had been. The small exchange gave her goose bumps, and nothing had happened yet. She still anticipated his lips on hers but was patient, when she was caught off guard by Heero's breathing on her ear, "Thank you," he whispered.
She felt something extremely soft and slightly moist ghost her lips. But before she realized it, the moment died. She felt something fall against her, and instinctively she flung her arms out, and found Heero's unconscious body in her arms.
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Heero rose from the void into consciousness. He remembered a pleasant dream but everything eluded him save those damn elusive Violet eyes. The soft moonlight coming through the open window rested on his face. The Asian man's face had a ghost like quality to it, as it observed the dark interior of the moonlit room.
Heero didn't know what had woken him up but he wasn't happy about it. That dream seemed more real, more like a memory, the first true one he had. Even though it was sad it was precious. The boy with violet eyes was holding him, telling him he loved him, But hero couldn't say it, as much as he wanted to, he couldn't. His throat was still dry as he sat on his bed looking up at the moon.
He sat meditating over the beautiful man with chestnut hair, and those happy eyes, those precious violet blue eyes that followed him, that haunted his every moment. "Who are you Heero cried out to the moon, why do I see you every where?" Heero looked down into his hands, those hands, had they touched this man, this God with eyes of Violet? "Who am I," he whispered to himself, "why am I here, and Is this, is this love?"
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TBC
5 reviews to continue the series, thank you, and I tried to make it longer to compensate for the amazing influx of reviews... Thank you all, and a Special Thanks to Onee-Sama, Golden wings, priscel, mysticheero, TaiNokone, HeeroYuy195 and Scotty-Lass