Disclaimer: sad to say, I don't own this magnificent anime… because if I did I wouldn't have to make a disclaimer at all. None other than its creators own this.

Authors Notes: AU 2x1YAOI or Shonen-ai or maybe 2+1…and the pilots as kids. I don't know what I was thinking when I wrote this, but I pray you like it. Reviews would be much appreciated but no FLAMES please! Excuse the grammar, fluff, insanity and anything else.

Objective criticisms are welcome!

A/N for ch3: sigh… It's short… alas! And the humor… wherever has it gone? Ah…Whatever shoulda poor poor uh... whatever do? Damnit… writer's block is a sad, sad thing.

Thanks so much to those who did review especially to my good friend hidden-golden-eyes! Reviews are my lifeline so please… tell me what ya think or suggest, neh?

Love As Kids

Give Me Your Hand

Instead of coloring, which was the activity left by the teacher before heading out to go 'potty', every chibi in the room just watched as 6-year old American Duo Maxwell whooped with joy when he heard the love of his life's answer to his… eherm…'Proposal of love'.

"Give me your hand," the smiling, braided boy said.

"ehh…Don't you mean crayons?" Heero mumbled, confused and not trusting the baka especially with the situation getting weirder (much to his chagrin).

"Nope, Hee-chan! … Give me your hand."

"Don't call me 'Hee-chan'!"

"Okay," Duo smiled some more and looked innocent.

'A little too innocent.' Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei hardly understood, much less processed, what the boy in love said during his speed talk but they knew, after watching too many detective shows and spending life with Duo Maxwell (which wasn't really long considering their age), that something was up.

…and that something was a plan to make the poor Japanese boy his.

Heero pondered on whether to give Duo his hand… after all, the situation was already weird and confusing as it was. What if Duo wanted to eat his hand?

"Dun' worry! I'm not gonna eat your hand!" Duo said, as if reading Heero's mind. Uhh… right.

"I'm gonna give ya something, and I want ya to hold it in your hands!" Duo added, showing his sincerity as he spoke.

Heero looked into the American's eyes and as much as he wanted to doubt the braided baka, he realized he couldn't. There was something in those amethyst eyes that promised no lies…

The blue-eyed chibi felt himself blushing…again. Dammit he was not a… umm…blushie or a…a blusher! And none of those two words sound right!

'Where's the self-destruct button when you need it?', Heero thought as he hesitantly… slowly held out his soft and small hand. Duo held it.

Duo watched as the small boy tried to glare as if to warn Duo that Heero will kick him if he so much as moved to bite his hand. Yes, dearies… tried. His 'glare' only had the ferocity of… well… a kitten. (1)

'A small fluffy kitten…' the amethyst-eyed boy mused. 'that I'll love forever and ever and ever.'

With that promise he made to himself, he took a small thing from his pocket and clutched it tightly. He put the hand holding the precious thing on top of Heero's outstretched one.

"Pop always said ya have to hold it in your hand to know how precious it is… to feel something that's deeper than what the eye can see and never let go. Here…" the braided boy let go of what he was holding and handed it to the other boy.

Heero looked at his hand and somehow, even if what Duo said was soo-adult-no-chibi-could-understand-what-it-meant (It's a chibi-adjective… go figure), the blue-eyed boy just knew… that when it comes to this 'treasure' in his hand and the braided baka with the most beautiful amethyst eyes and the stupid grin...that he'd never let go.

TBC

A/n: Ehh…a cliffhanger nut not quite... gomen. I'll say what Duo gave Heero on the next chapter.

(1) Ahehe… I guess at six Hee-chan's glare was still work-in-progress before he managed to scare the socks off people when he got older, neh?

Methinks that chapter was… ugh.

Still haven't completely decided what Duo will give him soo… I'm very open to suggestions. Please review!