Title: "Lockon's Bad Day"

Author: LegolasLover2003 aka Ashley

Category: Anime - "Kidou Senshi Gundam 00"

Genre: General/Humor

Rating: PG-13 (for some cursing)

Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to "Kidou Senshi Gundam 00".

Author's Note: This is the story's "Alternate Ending". Enjoy the slash!

ALTERNATE ENDING

Sighing, Lockon sat on his bunk, the deactivated orange Haro laying in his lap. He was carefully going over the robot with a dry towel, making sure to get any leftover moisture mopped up.

In front of him was a repair manual which he had pulled up from the Celestial Being archives. Near his hip was a small tool box.

Ian wasn't the only one who knew how to fix a Haro, after all.

"Need some help?"

Looking up, Lockon was confused to see Tieria standing there. "What…"

"Allelujah decided to get dinner while Setsuna went back to bed." The young man spoke, sitting down on the end of Lockon's bunk.

Nodding, the Dynames pilot's green gaze focused on Haro once more. "And you?"

"My book was boring." Tieria replied honestly. "Besides, I figured you could use some help with Haro. I'm still amazed you don't have a concussion."

Lockon laughed softly, "Me too. I took a few aspirin but they're not really helping."

Moving forward, Tieria gently pressed his fingers against the dark bruise on Lockon's forehead. The older man winced slightly, but he didn't move away from the touch.

"It should be tender for a while." the Virtue pilot replied before holding up two fingers in front of Lockon's eyes. "How many fingers?"

"Four." the Irish man replied with a teasing smirk.

Tieria shook his head, "You're seeing double." he returned, having caught onto the other man's joke. "You shouldn't be operating any machinery."

"I thought it was just heavy machinery?" Lockon asked.

But the younger man picked up Haro and set him down on a table beside the bunk. "You shouldn't be trying to fix a malfunctioning robot that can give you a strong electrical shock," he paused and glanced back to the Dynames pilot, "IF, you're seeing double, that is..."

Lockon shrugged, "Good point."

"I'll fix Haro." Tieria spoke, but he continued before Lockon could voice a protest. "Trust me. He's in good hands."

Carefully, Tieria slid behind Lockon, making himself comfortable on the bunk, before placing his hands on the other man's shoulders. Gently he began to rub and massage Lockon's shoulders and neck.

"So am I, apparently." the Dynames pilot replied with a mischievous smirk.

He leaned back into the massage, the attention drawing his focus away from the throbbing pain in his skull and to the methodical ministrations on his tense muscles.

After a few minutes passed, Tieria voiced a question that had been bothering him for a bit. "What did you tell Sumeragi?" he asked softly. "Do you wear anything?"

Lockon smirked again and turned his head just enough to look back and up at Tieria. "Want to find out?"

The sudden embarrassed blush was all the reply Lockon needed.

Gently, he pressed his lips to Tieria's own before he turned, effectively pinning Tieria between himself and the bunk headboard.

A bunk really only big enough for one person...

When the kiss had ended, Tieria was looking up at the Dynames pilot. "Not knowing would bother me for days." he replied softly as Lockon settled his hands on Tieria's hips.

"Then..." Lockon whispered, gently kissing Tieria again. "I'll have to show you..."

And as he claimed Tieria's lips again, Lockon's hand hit the cabin's light switch, plunging them into semi-darkness.

END