The Blizzard
BY CURSED FOR LIFE
Rating: R (yaoi / shonen-ai, language, mature content)
Pairings: 1x2, mention of 3x4
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Or Earth. Or vid-phones. Or anything else in this fic really. If I did, I'm
sure I would be a very happy person, and the series would have lasted longer. Ah, but that's not my decision to
make. Something I forgot to mention, this takes place after the series but before Endless Waltz. If you don't
know what I'm talking about, SHAME ON YOU! And you call yourself a Gundam Wing fan! So go ahead, read
the fic.
Slack-jawed and dumbfounded, Duo stared at the 'perfect soldier' in front of him, taking in everything, not
wanting to forget a moment. Heero had let down his guards and opened up, if only a little, but Duo was
beginning to see the real Heero Yuy shine through the mask. His eyes were laughing, and a slight smirk even
quirked at the corners of his lips. Interruptions always being at the most inconvenient time in the world, the
phone began to ring, loudly and demanding attention. Heero walked past the still gawking Duo, muttering as he
passed, "Pick your jaw up off the floor. That's probably Quatre."
The american teen nodded dumbly, shutting his mouth and following Heero to the tiny video-phone in the corner
of the living room. Heero sat down and picking up the receiver, the stoic teen was greeted by a long strain of
chatter from his arabic friend.
"Heero!" Quatre chimed, sounding his normal perky self, even if they were in the middle of a war. "I heard about
the weather on Earth, are you guys okay? Do you have enough food? Is it cold?" the light-haired boy continued
to ramble on about how warm the weather was on L4 and how they should come out as soon as they could, to
have a little 'vacation' as he called it.
He continued rambling on happily until a low voice interrupted him. "Quatre, I think you had better let them
answer before you chatter their ears off."
Duo sniggered, leaning on Heero's shoulder so he could also be viewed in the screen. He smiled when he saw
an emerald eye mirthfully smirking behind the uni-banged soldier's mask. "Hey T!" the american teen greeted
cheerfully, waving a hand. "So! Ya told him!" He smirked when he saw a light blush cross the blonde's face and
a small smile form on Trowa's face. This only caused Duo's grin to widen. "Speaking of telling people..." he
mumbled, but was cut off abruptly when Heero's hand shoved his face out of the screen. Duo squirmed but
couldn't move, being kept out of the view of the screen by Heero's hand. Heero continued talking with Quatre for
a short moment after, but hung up quickly, finally letting go of Duo's face and standing from the stiff wooden
chair.
"What's the big idea?!" Duo yelled angrily, rubbing his face sorely. "What the hell was that for!" Heero shot him
a death glare and the american looked quite taken aback. "Wh- What... Don't tell me you're going to pretend
that nothing ever happened!" he called, voice growing increasingly angry. Heero simply shrugged it off, standing
straight in front of him, meeting Duo's hurt gaze with yet another of his countless masks. "I can't believe you!
You pretend you're normal for about half a second and then totally blow me off! I can't believe you Heero Yuy!
You're a cold-hearted fucking bastard! God damnit! I don't believe I actually thought you could have cared for
more than your goddamned self! You are such a -"
Heero closed the short distance between them, keeping his dark eyes locked on the shocked violet ones that
belonged to his fellow pilot, and holding Duo's chin with his hand. The braided pilot's eyes widened, taking a
sharp inhale of breath and wrapping his arms around Heero's neck, wanting to be closer and deeper into that
longing kiss. Heero tilted the young man's head, deepening the already heated kiss, causing Duo to let out a
low moan as they parted. "Gods..." Duo panted, still only inches from Heero's face.
The asian smirked, eyes glimmering. "I just don't want to tell them. Not yet, okay?" Duo nodded, touching his
tingling lips lightly. Heero let go of the embrace, and snatched the remote, flipping through the channels and sitting on the couch. Duo sat beside him, eyes big and pulling at the youth's sleeve. Heero rolled his eyes, trying to ignore the violet-eyed boy's whimpers. "I'm just seeing when this storm will let up." Duo frowned, folding his arms, but sat and watched the news quietly anyway.
"High winds from the North are picking up the fresh snow and blending it with the falling snow, causing a blizzard effect. Don't plan on going anywhere, because this area of Earth has been declared 'snowed in' today. We expect the snow to let up in about a week, so dress warmly! Now, back to Rhonda for 'Hamster flushing week..." the weather announcer finished, as Heero turned the TV off, standing and heading to his office.
"Oi!" pouted Duo, looking over the back of the couch. "Where are you going?!"
Heero continued walking, not looking back. "I'm checking in with Dr. J. It will only take a minute," he stated, closing the door behind him quietly. Duo huffed, turning the TV back on and searching for a gory movie.
About twenty minutes later, Heero returned to the couch, sitting beside a frantic teen, who was yelling 'DON'T GO IN THERE!' at the screen. The short haired one sighed, clearing his throat and turning down the volume on the TV. Duo stared at him, waiting for an announcement, or wanting to get back to his show ASAP, but either way, he was listening. "I spoke with Dr. J," Heero stated. Duo urged him to continue. "He's giving us the week off, since we can't get out of here any time soon anyway." The braided teen stood up, doing a little happy dance around the living room, stopping when Heero started to look at him strangely.
"A whole week off!" Duo squealed, sounding like a giddy school girl. "What shall we do? We can't go anywhere..."
He was pulled down to the couch by a smirking asian youth, settling himself more comfortably into the plain tan couch. Heero's grin broadened. "Oh, I'm sure we can find SOMETHING to do."
AN: Well, that's all! I was sick when I wrote this so, PITY ME! *ahem* Anywho, review, onegai? I always love the input! Oh yeah, and for SS/Destiny Daae, Duo's my favorite too. I luvs him! But I also love this pairing, so, it's a contradiction you see. Ah, yes, and please, do not roast me, though I love the offer, I like my body temperature at a cozy 37 degrees Celsius, thank you. I hope to update quite a bit, because for once, I'm not bothering with the writing it out on paper first... This is the first in a group of three fics, I won't give away the pairings, but I accidentally started the second one first! XD Can you believe the stupidity? Ah, well. Man I can yap if I'm sick! Yeesh! Hope you all liked it! Don't forget! Review!
BY CURSED FOR LIFE
Rating: R (yaoi / shonen-ai, language, mature content)
Pairings: 1x2, mention of 3x4
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Or Earth. Or vid-phones. Or anything else in this fic really. If I did, I'm
sure I would be a very happy person, and the series would have lasted longer. Ah, but that's not my decision to
make. Something I forgot to mention, this takes place after the series but before Endless Waltz. If you don't
know what I'm talking about, SHAME ON YOU! And you call yourself a Gundam Wing fan! So go ahead, read
the fic.
Slack-jawed and dumbfounded, Duo stared at the 'perfect soldier' in front of him, taking in everything, not
wanting to forget a moment. Heero had let down his guards and opened up, if only a little, but Duo was
beginning to see the real Heero Yuy shine through the mask. His eyes were laughing, and a slight smirk even
quirked at the corners of his lips. Interruptions always being at the most inconvenient time in the world, the
phone began to ring, loudly and demanding attention. Heero walked past the still gawking Duo, muttering as he
passed, "Pick your jaw up off the floor. That's probably Quatre."
The american teen nodded dumbly, shutting his mouth and following Heero to the tiny video-phone in the corner
of the living room. Heero sat down and picking up the receiver, the stoic teen was greeted by a long strain of
chatter from his arabic friend.
"Heero!" Quatre chimed, sounding his normal perky self, even if they were in the middle of a war. "I heard about
the weather on Earth, are you guys okay? Do you have enough food? Is it cold?" the light-haired boy continued
to ramble on about how warm the weather was on L4 and how they should come out as soon as they could, to
have a little 'vacation' as he called it.
He continued rambling on happily until a low voice interrupted him. "Quatre, I think you had better let them
answer before you chatter their ears off."
Duo sniggered, leaning on Heero's shoulder so he could also be viewed in the screen. He smiled when he saw
an emerald eye mirthfully smirking behind the uni-banged soldier's mask. "Hey T!" the american teen greeted
cheerfully, waving a hand. "So! Ya told him!" He smirked when he saw a light blush cross the blonde's face and
a small smile form on Trowa's face. This only caused Duo's grin to widen. "Speaking of telling people..." he
mumbled, but was cut off abruptly when Heero's hand shoved his face out of the screen. Duo squirmed but
couldn't move, being kept out of the view of the screen by Heero's hand. Heero continued talking with Quatre for
a short moment after, but hung up quickly, finally letting go of Duo's face and standing from the stiff wooden
chair.
"What's the big idea?!" Duo yelled angrily, rubbing his face sorely. "What the hell was that for!" Heero shot him
a death glare and the american looked quite taken aback. "Wh- What... Don't tell me you're going to pretend
that nothing ever happened!" he called, voice growing increasingly angry. Heero simply shrugged it off, standing
straight in front of him, meeting Duo's hurt gaze with yet another of his countless masks. "I can't believe you!
You pretend you're normal for about half a second and then totally blow me off! I can't believe you Heero Yuy!
You're a cold-hearted fucking bastard! God damnit! I don't believe I actually thought you could have cared for
more than your goddamned self! You are such a -"
Heero closed the short distance between them, keeping his dark eyes locked on the shocked violet ones that
belonged to his fellow pilot, and holding Duo's chin with his hand. The braided pilot's eyes widened, taking a
sharp inhale of breath and wrapping his arms around Heero's neck, wanting to be closer and deeper into that
longing kiss. Heero tilted the young man's head, deepening the already heated kiss, causing Duo to let out a
low moan as they parted. "Gods..." Duo panted, still only inches from Heero's face.
The asian smirked, eyes glimmering. "I just don't want to tell them. Not yet, okay?" Duo nodded, touching his
tingling lips lightly. Heero let go of the embrace, and snatched the remote, flipping through the channels and sitting on the couch. Duo sat beside him, eyes big and pulling at the youth's sleeve. Heero rolled his eyes, trying to ignore the violet-eyed boy's whimpers. "I'm just seeing when this storm will let up." Duo frowned, folding his arms, but sat and watched the news quietly anyway.
"High winds from the North are picking up the fresh snow and blending it with the falling snow, causing a blizzard effect. Don't plan on going anywhere, because this area of Earth has been declared 'snowed in' today. We expect the snow to let up in about a week, so dress warmly! Now, back to Rhonda for 'Hamster flushing week..." the weather announcer finished, as Heero turned the TV off, standing and heading to his office.
"Oi!" pouted Duo, looking over the back of the couch. "Where are you going?!"
Heero continued walking, not looking back. "I'm checking in with Dr. J. It will only take a minute," he stated, closing the door behind him quietly. Duo huffed, turning the TV back on and searching for a gory movie.
About twenty minutes later, Heero returned to the couch, sitting beside a frantic teen, who was yelling 'DON'T GO IN THERE!' at the screen. The short haired one sighed, clearing his throat and turning down the volume on the TV. Duo stared at him, waiting for an announcement, or wanting to get back to his show ASAP, but either way, he was listening. "I spoke with Dr. J," Heero stated. Duo urged him to continue. "He's giving us the week off, since we can't get out of here any time soon anyway." The braided teen stood up, doing a little happy dance around the living room, stopping when Heero started to look at him strangely.
"A whole week off!" Duo squealed, sounding like a giddy school girl. "What shall we do? We can't go anywhere..."
He was pulled down to the couch by a smirking asian youth, settling himself more comfortably into the plain tan couch. Heero's grin broadened. "Oh, I'm sure we can find SOMETHING to do."
AN: Well, that's all! I was sick when I wrote this so, PITY ME! *ahem* Anywho, review, onegai? I always love the input! Oh yeah, and for SS/Destiny Daae, Duo's my favorite too. I luvs him! But I also love this pairing, so, it's a contradiction you see. Ah, yes, and please, do not roast me, though I love the offer, I like my body temperature at a cozy 37 degrees Celsius, thank you. I hope to update quite a bit, because for once, I'm not bothering with the writing it out on paper first... This is the first in a group of three fics, I won't give away the pairings, but I accidentally started the second one first! XD Can you believe the stupidity? Ah, well. Man I can yap if I'm sick! Yeesh! Hope you all liked it! Don't forget! Review!