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Seletua andMistress-of-eternal-DarknessThank you very much for reading and reviewing. Indeed, there are way too few 1x3/3x1 fics out there. (sighs) I'm suffering from major HT deprivation… Anyway, I hope that you'll like this new one.
STANDARD DISCLAIMERS APPLIED: I do not own the characters they belonged to Gundam Wing. I do not own the song: "How Deep is Your Love" is the property of Bee Gees.
Title: A path of destiny – The Story of Love
Date written: 21-12-2004 (Sunday)
Language: British English
Notes: 1x3, yaoi, one-shot, alternating POVs, Song lyrics are in bold and italics,
Time-zones: Switches with the change of scene (Included: AC-195, AC-197, and AC-260).
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(AC 260)—Quatre's POV
It is absolutely fabulous to be in a time of peace, when the world is filled with joy and laughter, and we all have free time on hands to do as we please.
Now, I may be old and frail, and I am no longer able-bodied to carry out any of my exciting and meaningful exploits of my youth, but I have never been happier. Currently (as per normal), I am once again surrounded by my attentive and eager grandchildren who are begging me to regale them with interesting tales of my colourful past.
Today, I will choose to reveal to them a true story of two boys who had lost so much and finally found it all in the arms of one another. I will tell them the remarkable tale of the deepest love that had blossomed between Heero Yuy and Trowa Barton, my beloved friends and comrades from the Eve Wars…
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(AC 260)—Heero's POV
I know your eyes in the morning sun
Every morning, since we had first gotten together, I would always make sure that I do wake up earlier than you, so that I would have the chance to witness the beautiful and calming sight of you, my utmost gentle and attractive angel lying on my chest within the cradle of my arms…
At this early hour, your loveliness is at its most apparent, as your glorious beauty is being highlighted by the golden rays of the rising sun that shines through the window of our bedroom and bathe us in its warm and comforting light.
I feel you touch me in the pouring rain
Just like I have a special appreciation for the blessing light of sunrises, I also have a corner in my heart especially reserved forheavy downpours, for it was on a stormy night after the wars that we had first thread on this joined-destiny of ours and had became more than friends.
Therefore, whenever we are both free on a rainy day, we would always cuddle by the window sill to admire the cold and wet weather that others tended to curse and dread.
And the moment that you wander far from me
I wanna feel you in my arms again
Even till this very day, the horrendous scene of losing you is still vividly imprinted within my memory… I can still clearly recall how you had so freely given up your life in the exchange for mine. You had bravely rushed forth, and shoved the blue Vayate that you were skilfully manoeuvring between the blood-red Mercurious that was under my control, and the massively destructive blast that was fired from Wing Zero by Quatre who was at that time under the influence of the mind-altering effect of its Zero System.
At that very moment, when I had thought that I have lost you forever to the callous clutches of Lord Death, I had felt a sudden wave of overwhelming despair coursing through me; turning my thoughts towards the total annihilation of Quatre (the one that had tore my heart's angel away from me). And without even the slightest consideration of how much I was risking my own life, I had somewhat suicidally pressed forth the much less than optimum state Mercurious directly into the path of Wing Zero in a forceful attempt to seek my vengeance on Quatre.
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(AC 195)—Heero's POV
And you come to me on a summer breeze
The first time that I was gifted with the most marvellous sight of your mysterious and quiet beauty, was when I had woken up in your circus's trailer with a skull-drilling headache and massive aches rippling through my badly damaged body after my self-denotation attempt with Wing Gundam.
The soft glow of light had entered through the doorway, outlining your graceful form, and the sweet and gentle breeze like a lover's teasing hand was tenderly caressing through your fluttering bangs and at this very sight of you, my heart had soared out of my body and straight into yours, for to me your ethereal grace and beauty was matchless… You were a shiningly golden angel that had flown into the room (and wormed your way right into the deepest core of my soul)…
Keep me warm in your love and then you softly leave
And it's me you need to show…
You have tenderly cared for me all month long, starting from the very moment that you had picked up my wrenched body and have kindly brought the bleeding and unconscious me back into the cosy shelter of your home.
And after my awakening, you have accompanied me on my penance-seeking journey across Europe, and following that you had willingly went along with me to the snow-covered land of icy Antarctica for my arranged battle with Zechs. Furthermore, without me having to make even a single request, you had in kind consideration of my still injured arm, automatically modified your Heavyarms, so that I could be better equipped for my fight against Zechs.
Nevertheless, because of differing mission orders of ours, the wonderful time that I have spent with you, was finally cut short and was forced to an abrupt end …
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(AC 195)—Trowa's POV
How deep is your love? (How deep is your love?)
I really need to learn
When I stared across the blood-washed horizon that was tainted by the countless deaths, I couldn't help but wonder whether you, the Perfect Soldier would lament my lost even in the slightest, if it was me that was rotting dead among the corpses…
'Cause we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down
I couldn't help but speculate whether you the utmost flawless weapon of this heinously bloody war could even feel such a thing as grief… I couldn't resist the thought that your tears like mine had all dried up and had evaporated off with your worn-out soul and left the lone shell of your body empty and cold… just like mine…
Many a times, when I stared off into the vast and wide darkness of chilly space, I would start doubting the worth of my existence in this hellish world. And with each beat of my heart, my freezing soul would start mourning the continuation of its unfortunate being in this atrociously callous universe.
Often in my dreams, I would find myself questioning what I had done wrong to deserve this bitter-tasting fate of mine; to deserve this cruel destiny of being ruthlessly catapulted into the midst of this scorchingly painful world where cold-blooded humans were left to run amuck, whereas I (as a little toddler) was left abandoned on my own within its malicious grasp, without any kind of reliable defences or supportive assistance to turn to.
When they all should let us be
We belong to you and me
For a very long time, I had thought that in my life I would never ever feel anything but hatred, rejection and pain. And so, I was left profoundly astounded and bewildered by the sudden rush of intense emotions that I felt when I was forced to witness your explosive self-denotation… Hence, when I saw your severely bruised shell lying among the remnants of Wing Gundam, I couldn't stop myself from picking you up and cradling your fragile body within the firm grasp of my Heavyarms.
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(AC 195)—Heero's POV
I believe in you
You know the door to my very soul
You're the light in my deepest darkest hour.
You're my saviour when I fall
When little children are in fear of the dark, they are often gifted with a night-light that is capable of chasing all those hidden monsters that would have crept out from under their beds, so as to toss and fry these little children within the depth of their skin-clawing night terrors.
Likewise, when my inner soul was ripped and torn apart by the endless shadows of my sins, I was showered with sparkling brightness of your quiet care. And I have felt that in your soothing presence, my heart was armoured safely within a protection of light that shielded me against the darkness of my monstrosity experiences that were trying to tunnel their ways into the core of my fragile soul. With you around, I found my strength to push away the invading blackening footsteps of the blood-thirsty war that had been hungering for so long to have my soul for its own; with you around, I found the courage to step forth and face the bleak world and the heavy burdens of my guilt.
Right then I knew that you are my guardian angel… the wingless angel of light who was sent to me to bless my blemished soul and to cleanse me off my sins…
And you may not think
I care for you
When you know down inside
That I really do
And it's me you need to show…
To shield the fragments of my stained soul from the foul rotting of the ominously darkening world, I have cut off my heart, but when you came along, you had awaken it from its deep slumber, and now I was able to feel again. Nevertheless, I have worn the mask of the Perfect Soldier for far too long and hence,I was no longer good at expressing my feelings outwardly. Thus, you probably did not realise the strong emotions that your presence had aroused in me. Even though you may not belief that you have a special place within my heart, I do wordlessly swear that it's true.
However, like me, you too wore a cold, hard and expressionless mask that block off your emotions from your face, and I could not read your feelings for me. I had made an attempt to encourage you to open up more to me by giving you the advice to always follow your emotions. But to my disappointment, you had still kept your mask on and remained in your stance of blank composure.
And, being a stranger to my newly-discovered feelings of affection for you, without seeing any signs of reciprocation from you, I was lost… I didn't know what to do or how to handle this alien emotion, and so I have tried to repress it and force it away from my mind into the deepest hibernation.
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(AC 195)—Trowa's POV
How deep is your love? (How deep is your love?)
I really need to learn
Looking upon your calm and frosty face that appeared to be totally devoid of any forms of expression, I pondered whether there will ever be a day when you will hear my heart singing its song of love and yearning for you…
'Cause we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down
When they all should let us be
We belong to you and me
And if such a day does arrive, would you acknowledge this sweet melody of my heart or would you call me a fool and destroys this voice of my soul, thus utterly crushing what ever that is left of my ability to love?
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(AC 197)—Heero's POV
How deep is your love? (How deep is your love?)
I really need to learn
After the Eve Wars had ended, I had finally found the courage to reveal my deepest and innermost truthful feelings to you on one dark and stormy night. And I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was reciprocate.
'Cause we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down
When they all should let us be
We belong to you and me
Now, that I finally have you within my arms, I will never let you go again. For we belong together: I to you and you to me. I will promise you that I will hold your heart safely within my secure palms and carry it across the dark pits and holes of your war-wearied soul; I will continue fighting to protect our delicate and newly-found peace, so as to provide you with a restful shelter for your heart and mind.
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(AC 260)—Trowa's POV
How deep is your love? (How deep is your love?)
Currently, while I was resting with my head on Heero's chest within the embrace of his arms and listening to the most pleasant sound of his beating heart, I started to reminisce about past times that were long gone.
And looking back at all the wonderful times that I had with my most beloved dark angel, Heero, I couldn't help but wonder why in my past, I was foolish enough to question his love for me. For although he had hardly ever said the words "I love you" aloud to me, deep down I have always knew from all his actions that his soul was screaming them out to me, and his heart was chorusing his soul in its silent proclamation of love.
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THE END.
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