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Angel by my side	By : Lisachan Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 576 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Summary:
It�s Christmas. Because of work, Heero is apart from his lover, Duo. He takes
the time to think back about the time they met, and their relationship that had
started after that.

Warnings: Shounen ai, sap, fluff

Rating: R for sexual insinuations

Disclaimer: The Gundam Boys are not mine, they�re just free to use my mind as a
hentai playground.

Pairings: 1+2

Author�s note: This fic was inspired by a song called �Angel by my side�. It�s
from a Dutch female singer called Do. She�s very pretty and has a very
beautiful voice. I strongly recommend downloading the song. It�s wonderful and
it gives you a warm, Christmassy feeling ^_^. You can find it easily with Kazaa
Lite. If you can�t find it there, or don�t have that program, I can *try*
uploading it to Streamload, but I�m not very familiar with that site.

Thank you Shennie for the beta reading!

Angel by my side

In this life we all search for something

Something good and something oh so pure

Well I believe that if you find that one thing

You must fight, for then you will be sure

I feel
like I�ve been dreaming for the past four years, and like, five days ago, I�ve
woken up again. You slept next to me, all close to me. I burrowed into your
warmth, your strong arms, your long, silky hair. Now my bed is cold, and
lonely. My heart is too. I wonder when I�ll fall asleep again. I�m tired, so
tired of waiting. I want to continue that dream.

My life
hadn't been very good before I knew you. I was trained to be a human robot. My
dreams were of Dr. J, kicking me in the dirt, robbing me of my emotions. Or
reaching that one, unknown goal.

That
first shot you gave me as a greeting was like a burst of heaven�s light. You
picked me up from the dirt, gave me back my emotions.

And now,
I had reached that goal.

In my
mind I�ve played and replayed that scene a hundred times. I smile at it now.
Fools we were, showing our feelings by shooting each other. Or was it just
because we didn�t recognize those feelings, were confused by them, maybe even
feared them? I know you were just doing what you were told to, just like I
always did. You were on a mission after all and the only reason I didn�t
reciprocate, was because I was too distracted by your beauty.

Perhaps
the pain of the bullet grazes was the trigger I needed to jerk me from the dead
and cold assassin I was, back to the world of the living.

I don�t
know how I had lived before that moment you said that you wanted me. How I
existed. You have no idea just how close J was to completely destroying my
emotional half.

Thank you
for having rescued me.

Could it be that I have
found an angel

I can see heaven in your eyes

In my soul I never will be lonely

For there will be an angel by my side

You are
an angel. But not an ordinary one. You�re not white and shiny, you don�t have
wings. You don�t come from heaven. Rather from hell. You are the bringer of
death. Therefore you call yourself Shinigami, Angel of Death.

That�s
odd, I didn�t know they had angels in hell. Maybe only the ones for who the
doors of heaven had been kept closed. God must�ve been blind to the good in
you.

But I�m
not. I know you are my angel.

Blatantly
shut out of heaven. I snort at that. Who says you need heaven when you yourself
*are* heaven? It shows in your eyes.

And if that�s
not good enough for God, then he is an extremely stupid man. Or maybe it�s yet
another sign of proof to me that God doesn�t exist at all.

My Angel
of Death. You kill, that�s what you do. Yes, you have already killed me more
times than I can count in these four years we've been together. But this time
the scene of the crime was no longer a battle field. It was our bed. You killed
me fiercely, spectacularly, softly too sometimes, in a way that only you can.
You made me see much further than just the heaven in your eyes. It was
wonderful; and every time I was reborn into a fresh, new person that loved you
more and more. Albeit, I have to admit, a bit tired sometimes. And I must say,
it was refreshing to see that heaven after having seen all those hellish war
scenes.

That�s
what you, my fierce, spectacular, soft lover, do to me.

There were times I never
thought I'd make it

Never dreamed I'd find someone like you

Who'd be there when days were at their darkest

Watching over everything I do

I have to admit something.
Dr. J sucks. Big time. He thought he had trained me so well, that he had made a
man of steel out of me. Yeah, I can be steel sometimes. Heh, guess I don�t have
to tell you it�s not the kind of steel he had in mind. But apart from that, I
was horribly soft on the inside, only playing the tough guy to keep J happy. I
needed you, when I screamed, when I cried, when everything became too much to
bear. I only showed it when I was alone, or in the security of your arms. You
looked after me like I was some little whiny brat. And you still do.

I never knew it was
possible to feel such passion, just to see your silhouette standing out against
the moonlight as you lie on top of me, to feel your warm breath on my face. To
hold my trembling legs around you while our hips move in beautiful harmony. And
it all feels so perfect.

Could it be that I have
found an angel

I can see heaven in your eyes

In my soul I never will be lonely

For there will be an angel by my side

There will be an angel by my side

I hate
times like these. But it�s part of our job, I guess. You had to go on a solo
mission. The good-byes had been painful. It was like one of those movie scenes,
with that cheesy piano music in the background. You didn�t know how long it
would take. One thing I do know is that I miss you. You�ve already been gone
for five days and today, Christmas eve, you�re still not home. Our friends have
offered to keep me company, but I know that you could come home at any moment.

And when
you come back. Oh man�

I hate
being separated from you. You know I�m not the kind of guy who stays home alone
and waits for you like a good little housewife.

But� Ah,
the inevitable, 'but'. Fate, sophisticatedly disguised as Lady Une, had been
cruel. She had set up a mission here for me as well. Like she�d done it on
purpose. I had tried to convince her - okay, had groveled and begged - for her
to let us do the mission together and send Wufei on the other one, hell, we
both had. But darn it, that woman can be damn stubborn.

Could it be that I have
found an angel

I can see heaven in your eyes

In my soul I never will be lonely

There will be an angel by my side

I�ve
prepared a very sumptuous dinner, with expensive champagne and candles. You
know, just in case. I�m eager to enjoy it. I want to dig in, but not by myself.
I want to eat together, with you. Maybe you won�t show up at all. Well, if
that's the case, I just won�t eat.

All I
have is a picture of you and a videotape of our first Christmas together where
you apparently found it amusing, half drunk and completely naked, to dance on
the table for me.

Don�t get
me wrong, I found it amusing too. Later on, I took you on that same table,
between the left over turkey and the empty plates of our chocolate dessert.

It really
is a pity we didn�t tape that.

See,
these are the kind of thoughts that I have to keep me warm now. But I�m getting
tired. I have watched some TV and drunk some wine. I stare at my cell phone. I
feel like calling you, just to know where you are, what you�re doing, if you�re
heading home yet. Then I realize, I can�t. We�ve been calling too much this
past week, and now I�m out of money. It�s killing me not being able to hear
your voice.

So
instead I�ve watched more TV, drunk more wine, but in general I�ve just been
staring through the window to the street outside where some people are on their
way to the Midnight Mass. Every time I see movement my heart jumps and my eyes
search frantically for a chestnut braid and gleaming purple eyes.

Nothing.

But still
I'll wait until midnight. Then I�ll go to bed. I drink some more, stare some
more, hope some more, and eventually I hear the bells of the church announcing
the beginning of Mass.

You�re
still not here.

It�s
Christmas. I close my eyes, and I can almost feel your presence next to me,
hear you whisper in my ears.

�Merry
Christmas, Duo,� I whisper back.

And I
know that somewhere, for a brief moment, you are doing the same.

In my soul I never will be
lonely

For there will be an angel by my side

It�s
Christmas morning now. There�s snow outside, glistening in the morning sun. You
still haven�t returned home. There�s nothing under the Christmas tree. No
presents. I do have something for you, but I keep it in my breast pocket, close
to my heart. There it�s waiting patiently for you to come home, just like me.
Waiting very patiently and I know you will have something for me too, when you
get home, but it�s too big to fit under a Christmas tree.

You will
give me your love. Yourself.

I am
jerked from my thoughts as I hear a car door slamming shut. Looking out of the
window, I see a soft purplish Corolla, the 27^th generation, and I
rub my eyes to make sure it�s really there.

It is.
You�re home. Finally.

I dash to
the door to welcome you, and you smile as I fling my arms around you and drag
you into the house.

�Duo,� I
breathe, choking on tears. �God, I�ve missed you.�

�Merry
Christmas to you too, sweetie,� you chuckle.

My only
answer to that is to get down on one knee and retrieve the little velvet box from
my breast pocket. It�s a joy to witness how your eyes, big as they are, grow
even bigger, and I can almost see the sparkling gold of the ring I�m holding in
front of you reflected in them.

�Heero?�

I have to
swallow before I speak again. My mouth is suddenly very dry. �Marry me, Duo?�

Your
smile at that moment surely must�ve been one of the most brilliant things I�ve
ever seen. �Yes�, you say, and I melt into your loving embrace, your deep kiss.

So,
whilst there maybe nothing under the Christmas tree, I know that in less than
ten seconds, I will be lying under you.

The end.
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