Crying To The Walls | By : Naomi Category: Gundam Wing/AC > General Views: 1466 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I wanna dedicate this
chapter to Helen, who always made me smile while reading her feedback on the
story. You’ve been a great support, and for that I thank you.
Also a BIIIIIIIIG
thank you to all of you who supported me during my little, erm, 1x2ml crisis,
and encouraged me to keep writing this story. I hope it was worth it.
Thank you from the
bottom of my heart! *cough!* corny! *cough!*
^__^;;;
EPILOGUE
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BIP! BIP! BIP! BIP!
BIP! BIP! BIP! BI---
BAM!
The alarm clock
crashed down to the carpeted floor, and an annoyed moan was heard in the small
bedroom. Early rays of pale morning sunshine filtered in through thick drapes,
casting their warmth on the occupied bed. A figure stirred slightly on the bed,
sheets rustling and a thin blanket getting tangled around long limbs.
Silence returned into
the room, as the figure on the bed retreated back into the realm of slumber.
Sighing heavily, Duo
turned off the alarm clock.
He sat up, yawning
silently as he stretched. He rubbed his eyes, glaring at the clock through
messy bangs of hair. The red digits flashed six thirty AM, and Duo hurried to
turn the clock so it was facing the other way.
It was too damn early
in the morning.
Sheets moved,
rustling, and Duo could feel the blanket being tugged to the side.
“You haffta… ..
..
up...” A sleepy voice whispered.
Duo smiled as he
watched his lover snuggle deeper into the warm covers, nearly hugging his
cushion.
“I’m up.” He answered,
bending down to kiss his lover on the cheek. “Good morning, koi.”
“Mummm…” The other boy
mumbled, already back to sleep.
Chuckling to himself,
Duo tousled his lover’s hair softly. He bent down and gave Heero another kiss.
“Sleep well.” He whispered, and then jumped out of bed.
He made his way
silently through the bedroom, shaking his head as he saw Heero’s uniforms
sprawled carelessly on the floor. He picked them up and threw them to the laundry
basket on the way to the shower.
* * *
The young man pouted,
as he could not see his lover’s face. He stood in front of the mirror, which
reflected the large bed, brushing his wet hair. It was longer now. It reached
all the way down to his shoulders. It was too short for his liking, but he had
gotten used to it.
He had gotten used to
a lot of things. A lot of things changed in the last year. The apartment was
changed. Their lives were changed. They were changed.
Their bedroom, it was
different now. The whole apartment was. They moved in to a different one, in
the other side of town. They just couldn’t move on otherwise. The memories were
too much. In the first few weeks after Johnson’s death, Heero didn’t not agree
to sleep in their bed. He refused to even look at it. He slept on couch, not
letting Duo anywhere near him. He would flinch or even panic at the slightest
touch. He refused any kind of intimate contact, which frustrated Duo to no end.
All he wanted was to comfort the boy, to help and to soothe him. Maybe find a
little comfort himself. But Heero would have none of that.
The calming
environment, and the change in geography, combined with the time off Une gave
them, did some good. They busied themselves with painting and fixing up the
apartment. They worked in silence, barely any words passing between them. It
was a pleasant silence; there was no room for words at that time. It hurt too
much to talk and remember, so they drowned themselves in this comforting and
thick silence.
At day, they worked
silently, and as evening fell, they sat together, holding each other in a warm
embrace. Duo would go into the kitchen to make them some dinner, and sometimes
Heero helped. When he was in the mood, the Japanese boy fixed dinner on his
own, and sometimes they ordered takeout. And through all that, not a word
passed between them.
After a few more
weeks, the heavy ambiance lifted. They were more comfortable around each other.
Heero had no problem sleeping in bed with Duo anymore. He just crawled into the
bed one night, snuggling into Duo’s warm body. He didn’t say a word, and
neither did Duo. He just wrapped his arms around his love, and went back to
sleep.
Duo went back to work
after a month of absence, and Heero soon followed. They sunk back into routine,
and the only words that passed between them were shallow and insignificant.
They spoke about the weather, the news, sports, work, but nothing deeper and
profound.
But the silence was
slowly killinem. em. One night, Duo could take it no more. He had to get it
out, and he had to get Heero to do the same. There was no verbal confrontation.
He did not shout and he did not force Heero to do anything.
He made love to him.
Soft, gentle and tender. He poured it all, the love, the care, the longing, the
sadness and despair into that single joining. There were no words or wild
sounds of pleasure. No forceful movements and no search for sexual
satisfaction. Just their two souls, struggling to reach out to one another.
Their bodies moved slowly, gently, breathing in, breathing out. There was no
sound, just their bodies, moving up and down against each other, fairytale
moonlight dancing across their sweat tingling skin. Shallow gasps in the dark,
a racing within their hearts. And then a whisper, so soft and desperate, barely
heard after the white rush of pleasure ran within their bodies.
“I love you...”
Duo smiled to himself,
looking at Heero’s reflection in the mirror.
Things had changed
from that day on. They started to get better.
He ran a hand through
his hair, collecting the shoulder-length silk into a short ponytail. He then
gave his hair a finale wring, smiling to the mirror as he saw Heero stir on the
bed. Getting dressed quickly, he fixed his tie, straightened his uniforms and
made a quick dash into the kitchen.
He turned on the radio
and opened the drapes in the living room, letting the soft sunshine pour in. He
opened the large balcony doors, and breathed in the sweet autumn air, inhaling
the fresh air into his lungs. He smiled to himself, content, and then bent down
to the planter resting on the windowsill. The
window box was full of lush white and red roses, dew sparkling under the pale sunshine.
Smiling to himself, Duo picked up one white rose
and made his way to the kitchen.
Roses. It was Shelly’s idea, and Duo had thought it
silly at the time. But he went along with it anyway, and soon every window in
the apartment was decorated with window boxes full of flower. He didn’t know
why he liked it so much. It was another change. But there was just something
about watching those delicate and beautiful flowers grow, see them as they open
up to the morning sun, and fall asleep like small babies when it set. He was
very proud of his collection of flowers. He would get this stupid grin on
whenever a new one blossomed. And then he would catch that little smile playing
on Heero’s lips as he watched him fuss over the le ble bud, and the task was
even more worthwhile.
Heero wasn’t always gloomy; he was out of his
depression and was making much progress. But sometimes, it just suddenly came.
They would be walking hand in hand in the park, or doing their weekly shopping,
when suddenly Heero would stop, his expression turning forlorn. Pain would
sneak into his dark blue eyes, his face paler and numb. His hand would drop
from Duo’s grip, and the longhaired boy would know that something was wrong. It
would take something outrageous and desperate to snap the boy out of it, to
force him to keep his mind off the memories. One time, he even had to slap
Heero, for the boy began making a scene at work, becoming hysteric all of a
sudden. But most of the time, all it took was a soft hand and a soothing voice
to bring Heero back. The boy would then mumble a soft apology, saying he was
tired and wanted to go to bed.
It was so hard to live with Heero like that, but he
pulled through. All for the sake of their love. As time went by, those
incidents lessened, but the memories were always there. Duo had worked hard to
keep them both from falling apart, to win Heero’s trust and mend all that was
torn and shattered. Slowly, but surely, their lives came back to normal, and
Duo thanked God for every time he caught Heero smiling, or sensed that he was
enjoying himself. But he didn’t say ‘I love you’ anymore. And it hurt. It hurt
so much… to yearn for those words… to know that the love was there, but never
hear it… never be sure of it…
There were no more ‘I love you’s.
He hurried to take a pen from the phone hanging on
the wall by the fridge and then scrambled ‘MILK’, with large and sloppy
letters, on a note hanging on the refrigerator. It was a shopping list, written
in both his and Heero’s handwriting.
Duo snatched the list off the fridge and shoved it
into his Preventer’s jacket. “God damn it… I’ll be late...” He muttered again,
opening the fridge and looking for something to drink. His eyes lit when he
spotted a bottle of orange juice. He reached to take it.
“WOOF!”
Duo flinched, nearly dropping the bottle.
“WOOF!”
“Dammit Alice- be quiet!” Duo whispered harshly.
Walking in through the balcony doors came a lovely,
golden-brown and white, Welsh corgi dog[[i]]. She
waddled lazily towards the kitchen; tail waggling up in the air.
Duo rolled his eyes. “What the hell are you so
happy about, fur-ball? There’s no milk! Because of you, I have no
coffee!” He showed her his bottle of orange juice. “See? I have to drink THIS
now!”
“WOOF!”
“Chk!” Duo snorted, shaking his head as the small
dog kept looking up at him, her tongue out and her tail still swinging up in
the air. “Stinky-spoiled-fat-hair-molting dog... he spoils you too much!” He muttered quietly,
bending down to one of the cupboards, reaching for the dog food. “We have more
doggy treats than nachos!” He complained as he gave Alice her meal. “And no
milk!” He reminded her as she ate, turning to sip on his orange juice. He
picked up his toast from the toaster and nibbled at it absent mindedly, leaning
against the refrigerator, and looking at the dog in thought.
Another thing that changed. They were lying cuddled
on the sofa, watching some late Friday night movie, when suddenly Heero stated
that he wanted a dog. It came as a quite a shock to Duo. He hadn’t thought that
Heero would want a pet. It seemed so strange… and he was scared for some odd
reason. Like Heero said he wanted to adopt a child and not a pet. It was a big
step for them, he thought, and he asked Heero why the sudden request.
Heero just shrugged and said that he wanted one.
That was enough for Duo. The next day, they went to buy a dog. But Heero didn’t
want to buy one; he wanted one from the animal shelter. Baffled, Duo did
nothing but to obey his request. And so Alice became a part of their little
home.
She wasn’t a bad dog; she was well behaved, and
very sweet. She was fun to play with, and gave a lot of love and affection. She
also demanded a lot of attention. Since Heero and he had to work most of the
day, she was alone in the balcony, and when they came back home, she didn’t
give them a rest. It bothered Duo, for when all he wanted was to be with Heero,
the boy was giving all of his attention to the damn dog.
He was exaggerating, he knew that. After all, he
enjoyed both Alice and Heero’s company. He loved it when they went out to walk
the dog, talking about their day and holding hands as Alice bounced happily
around their feet. He loved it when on Sundays they went to the beach, or a
forest or a park and Heero would sometimes laugh as he played with Alice,
running along the sands or playing catch on grassy planes. It was very
endearing, and Duo could sit there for hours, just watching his love.
Alice was a good friend to both of them, and she
was a great aid in Heero’s recovering. When Duo had to work late, or sometimes
be out of town for a few days, Heero’s eyes would always shimmer in a silent
fear of desertion. But the boy would say nothing and kiss Duo goodbye, wishing
him a good trip. Alice would then pop from behind Heero’s feet, barking her
goodbye and wagging her tail. Duo would smile then, ruffling her furry head and
telling her to take care of Heero. He promised his lover to be back soon, and
only walk away when Heero was convinced of that. When he came back, late at night,
tired and mentally drained, his heart would lighten when he entered the bedroom
and saw Alice lying next to Heero on the large bed, Heero’s hand wrapped
tightly around her. She would keep Heero company and ease his fears,
distracting the boy from his worries. And although Duo wasn’t all too thrilled
to find hairs on his bed the next morning, he was grateful of the dog’s love to
Heero.Suddenly, Duo gulped, nearly choking on his toast.
The flashing of the clock display on the microwave caught his eye, and he
cursed when he realized the time. “Damn it! I’ll be late!” He cursed again,
putting the toast in his mouth and running out of the kitchen. He was in such a
hurry, that he bumped into the kitchen table, causing a few pens and a
newspaper to fall down. He quickly grabbed his rose, which was resting on a
shelf by the door, and ran towards the bedroom, the toast still in his mouth.
In the kitchen, Alice tilted her head in somewhat
bafflement, and then looked down at the papers Duo dropped. She ran her nose
over them, sniffing over the headline that said- ‘THE NEW PREVENTER
HEADQUARTERS WILL BE INTAUGURATED TODAY!’
She left the paper after a while, bored with it,
and went over to the garbage-can to sniff at the empty carton of milk.
*
* *
Still in a rush, Duo ran into the bedroom, toast in
his mouth and a rose in his hand. He ran over to his small desk, opening the
drawers in a hurry, rummaging frantically through their contents.
Alice came to stand in the bedroom doorway, looking
up at him with large and curious black eyes.
“C’mon… c’mon... c’mon…” Duo whispered anxiously,
mouth full with toast, still searching. Finally, he picked up a small letter in
an envelope, waving it victoriously in the air. He hurried over to the bed,
taking the piece of toast out of his mouth. He looked down at Heero’s sleeping
form, a smile touching his lips.
He leaned down towards his sleeping beauty, leaning
on the bed to keep his balance. He kissed Heero’s sweet hair, nuzzling his nose
in the soft silken stands. “Love you.” He whispered, and then slowly retreated.
He placed the letter and the rose on his own pillow. He just stood there for a
while, looking down at his love, his eyes shimmering with an unknown gleam.
Finally, he took a deep, long, breath, and turned
away. He walked slowly out of the bedroom, and reached to close the door.
“WOOF!” Alice barked, wagging her tail from side to
side, looking up at Duo with her all-knowing eyes. “WOOF!”
“Shut up fur-ball! You’ll wake Heero up!” Duo
reproached, looking down at her angrily.
“WOOF!” The dog insisted, looking up at Duo’s
somewhat sad eyes.
“Heero worked until late last night! You better NOT
wake him up!”
“Owooo... woo…” The dog whined, sitting down in
front of Duo.
“WHAT?!” Duo demanded, planting two hands on his
hips.
Alice just kept whining.
“Dunn hassle… dog...” A sleepy mumble was heard
form the bedroom, and Duo looked up, only to see Heero turning in bed, hands
nearly crushing the letter and the rose. But he was still sleeping deeply.
Duo sighed in relife. He turned down to glare at
the dog. “Bitch.”
“WOOF!”
“CHK!” He looked up again, at the bed, studying the
way Heero’s limp fingers lay sprawled over the white cushion, so long and
delicate looking… His eyes filled with that saddened gleam again, and he looked
away, staring numbly at the dog.
The two just looked at each other for a while,
Alice sitting down on the floor, looking up at him sadly. Tears filled Duo’s
eyes and he closed them slowly, looking away. “Things sure have changed…” He
whispered sadly.
Alice bent her ears sadly, looking compassionately
at him.
Sighing deeply, Duo opened his eyes and prepared to
walk away. “I’ll be late.”
The door closed behind him, and Alice kept sitting
in the middle of the hallway, her ears downcast and her eyes shimmering. She
wept sadly, looking at the door and then at the bedroom. She carefully walked
into the bedroom and settled by the large bed, this time, unlike many others,
laying at the foot of the bed, on Duo’s side. She buried her head in her small
palms, looking up sadly at her sleeping owner.
Heero kept sleeping peacefully, oblivious to
everyg, ag, as his hand lay limply by the letter, fingers brushing against a
single white rose.
*
* *
“Thanks for getting back to us. You’re listening to
Tracy and Matt’s breakfast club, and we got an interesting story for you thisrninrning.” The man on the radio spoke up cheerfully, and Duo rolled his eyes.
“You know, there’s the inauguration of the new
Preventers HQ today.” The man continued on cheerfully, oblivious to Duo’s temper.
“Oh really?” A female voice answered.
“Yeah, there’s gonna be a big party and
everything!”
He looked up at the green traffic light, and then
glared down at the car in front of him.
“It ain’t gonna get any greener!” He yelled,
fingers tapping impatiently on the steering wheel.
The car slowly began to move forward.
“Finally!”
“Yeah? That’s great! We’re finally gonna see what’s
inside that tall building that popped in the middle of town!” The female voice
answered in amusement.
“You know I heard that Relena Peacecraft is gonna
be there.” The man spokesomesomewhat excitement.
Duo rolled his eyes.
“Oh, you must be happy!” The woman laughed. “Why
won’t you tell our listeners about you little ‘Peacecraft collection’?”
“I have no such thing!” The man protested.
“Right.” Duo snorted and rolled his eyes. He looked
up at the traffic jam ahead, and shook his head sadly. “I’m gonna be late…”
“You know, she’s brining her boyfriend.” The woman
pointed out.
“Is not! Where did you hear such thing?”
“It’s been all over the tabloids.”
“It’s all right. Don’t worry about it.” Relena
mumbled, and then looked up at him. She smiled slightly. “First lets see how you
like it, kay?”
Duo nodded, eyes thankful.
Relena smiled. “C’mon, I’ll give it to you.” She
gestured at the car, and they both entered silently.
The door closed behind them, and the alley was
silent for a while, until Duo’s voice called out:
“Oh God! Yes!”
*
* *
“Well, while we’re waiting the ceremony to begin,
why won’t we take another look at the new building?” The TV reporter offered,
turning to look at the tall sraperaper. The camera followed his line of sight,
looking up at the building.
“It is most certainly a beautiful design.” The TV
newsman continued. “It has this unique 21st century design, which is
certainly a nice change from all the other buildings around here. You know, the
building was actuabuilbuilt with donations from different courtiers around the
globe, and a few of the main clusters. It really warms the heart to see this
kind of cooperation between space and Earth. While only three years ago we were
all—wait a minute!” The reporter burst, sounding quite shocked. His eyes
narrowed as he examined the top of the tall building, and then suddenly widened
in shock. “Oh my God!”
The camera whooshed up, also pointing at the roof.
It made a quick zoom in motion, focusing more closely.
“Good God Isaac! Who is that?!” The man in the
studio called.
“I… I don’t know, John, but… but it looks like he’s
going to jump!”
“Oh God!!!!!” A woman screamed pointing up at the
building. “There’s a man up there!”
“How the hell did he get into the building?!” John
asked in bafflement.
“I have no idea…” Isaac mumbled, eyes narrowing as
he watched the figure high above.
“By what we see in the monitors, it looks like he’s
wearing a Preventers uniform!”
From behind the curve that leads into the back of
the building, a large limo suddenly came, stopping at the entrance of the
building. A figure stepped out of the car, straightening her dress. Her eyes
scanned the crowd of people and cameras. She followed everyone’s gaze and
looked up at the building, watching the tall figure stand at the edge of the
abyss, long chestnut hair flapping in the wind.
She smiled to herself, looking away. She looked
down at her wristwatch and then up at the main road. Her eyes flashed with a
sudden gleam, and the smile grew. “We’re waiting, Heero…”
*
* *
“Turn it up!” Heero called at the driver, leaning
towards the front seats of the cab. “Turn the volume up!”
The annoyed driver sighed, but did as told.
“… and he’s just standing there, looking down at
the crowd!”
“How the hell did he get up there?!” A woman asked,
baffled.
“Well, with all the tight security around the
place, you have to be some man to get inside.” The male broadcaster commented.
“It’s a hell of a lot trouble to go through just to jump off a building!”
Heero’s eyes widened.
“Oh! You’re mean!”
“You know, I heard Relena Peacecraft is down there
too.”
“Here we go again…”
Heero clutched the front seat forcefully, nearly
tearing off the fabric. “Go faster!” He asked the driver, feeling Alice’s trail
wag against his legs, the dog looking up anxiously at the window. “Please! Just
go faster!”
“I’m going as fast as I can!” The taxi driver
burst. “It’s a traffic jam! There’s nothing I can do!”
“WROOF!” Alice barked, growling dangerously at the
driver.
“It’s okay…” Heero soothed her, petting her head
gently as he threw himself back into the seat. “It’s gonna be okay… he’s gonna
be okay...”
Alice whimpered silently, her little face sad. She
leaned her chin on Heero’s lap, looking up at him with her sad puppy-eyes.
Heero closed his eyes, taking deep breaths, trying
to calm down. “Duo’s gonna be okay…”
*
* *
“Sir! If we could just have a word with you…” The
reporter asked hesitantly as he slowly approached the young man standing on the
edge of the roof. “My name is Isaac Lynn, from Central News, and I would just
like to ask you to--“
“Don’t come any closer!” Duo shouted, whirling
around to face the man. “I mean it! I’ll jump!”
The reporters stood quickly still, microphones in
hand and cameras pointing on the longhaired figure.
“Please sir, if you will just step down so we can
talk this over…” A young policewoman said. “Just step away from the edge and we
can sort this out. Surely it’s no good reason to throw you life away…”
“No good reason?!” Duo burst, laughing madly. “No
good reason?! Did you even see the look in his eyes?! Do you know how
hard it is to watch them fill with tears?! Do you know what it feels like to
yearn for his voice? His touch? His EVERYTHING?!” He shouted animatedly, waving
his hands in the air. “No you don’t! You don’t know! You don’t know what I’ve
been through in the last year!”
“Sir…” One of the reporters let out silently,
slowly nudging the microphone in the young man’s direction. “Are you jumping
because another man is not returning your love?”
*
* *
“Haha! Looks like we got a soap opera on our hand
folks!” The man on the radio laughed.
“Tell me, what is it with you and gay people? Love
is love, isn’t it?” The female broadcaster sighed.
“Well, it doesn’t look like this guy is getting
any…”
In the backseat of the cab, Heero fidgeted. He looked
up at the traffic jam ahead, the cars moving slowly into the center of the
city. He sighed, looking out his own window, watching the tallest skyscraper
peek from behind a few buildings, merely a few blocks away.
Alice whimpered.
“You know, I find gay men to be much more
attractive than you normal guys.” The woman commented in amusement.
“Is there something you wanna tell us?” The other
teased.
“No, all I’m saying is- live and let live. Do you
hear me commenting about your fascination with lesbian sex?”
“Constantly.”
They both laughed.
Heero sighed and closed his eyes. “Can you turn off
the radio, please?”
The driver sighed. “Sure… why not…”
“Wait a minute! It looks like our nut has something
to say!” The male broadcaster announced suddenly.
“No! Wait!” Heero called, jumping forward. “Leave
it!”
Again the driver sighed, shaking his head and
muttering a few curses. He returned his attention back to the wheel.
Alice’s ears jumped up, and the dog lifted her
head, looking anxiously at the radio. Heero did the same, looking at the radio
with fearful blue eyes.
“Heero!” Duo’s voice called from the speakers, and
Heero’s heart missed a beat. “Heero! If you can hear this, I want you to come
here right now! I’m gonna jump if you won’t! I swear!”
Heero’s heart clenched painfully, and he looked at
the traffic jam, his eyes welling with tears.
“Heero! We have to sort this out! We have to talk!
It can’t go on like this any longer…” Duo’s voice sounded desperate and
miserable. It sounded like he was going to cry. “Please Heero, I’ll be waiting.
But if you ain’t gonna come soon, I’ll…”
“No!” A reporter suddenly called. “Oh God! He
nearly slipped!”
Heero’s hands clenched into fists. He looked up at
the red stoplight, and then at the long row of cars ahead.
“Sir! Are you all right?” A few reporters called at
once.
But it sounded like Duo was ignoring them. “Heero!
Come soon! I trust you Heero. Come soon.”
As fast as the wind, Heero jumped out of the cab.
“WROOF!” Alice barked, jumping after her owner.
“Hey!” The taxi driver called after him. But the
boy was already running down a narrow alley, heading towards the tall building.
The damn dog was right behind him.
“What a nut…” The man muttered, shaking his head.
He sighed heavily and looked over his shoulder again. “Didn’t even close the
door!”
*
* *
Relena looked up at the building, hazel eyes
worried. She watched the small crowd that surrounded Duo, and smiled in
amusement as she saw the young man push them away, apparently shouting and
moving his hands in all directions. She didn’t dare to move from her spot, and
if someone accidentally pushed her aside, she hurried to go back into the EXACT
spot she was standing in, looking up at Duo, making sure she was EXACTLY
underneath the man.
People all around her were watching in awe and
fear, their gazes up at the skies. They whispered between themselves, worry and
awe mixed in their tones.
“What’s going on?” A voice called from behind the
young blonde woman, and Relena turned around, now looking up at Une. She smiled
sweetly.
“We’re just waiting.”
“Waiting? What the hell for? Is this one of his
stupid pranks!? I’m gonna have his HEAD for this!” She growled, eyes narrowing
as she looked up at the roof. “I should have known there was a freaking reason
he begged to be in charge of security today… And here I was thinking he just
didn’t want Yuy to work so damn hard…” She muttered to herself, shielding her
eyes with her hand as she looked up at her agent. “Jerk.”
Relena chuckled, shaking her head. She looked up at
the main road again, and her eyes suddenly lighted in joy. A wide grin crept up
to her features, as she spotted a lean figure running out of an alley,
sprinting towards the crowd of people. His sweaty bangs of hair clung to his
forehead, the black jacket he was wearing nearly falling off his slim form. His
appearance was messy, if not hilarious, and to complete the bizarre picture,
was a small Welsh corgi dog who ran behind him.
Relena smiled and shook her head in amusement. She
then jumped up in the air, waving her hands. “Heeeeeeerrrrrrrroooooooo!!!!!!”
Heero stopped his running with a sudden halt,
looking around, messy bangs flying from side to side and he turned his head.
Relena smiled. “Over here!” She called, waving her
hands.
Heero’s eyes widened and then quickly narrowed in
suspicion. He began to slowly advance towards her. Confusion washed his haggard
and sweaty features as he noticed Relena’s beaming face.
The blonde woman just kept smiling, watching
Heero’s approach. She then pulled out a small device from her dress’s pocket,
and brought it up to her mouth. “He’s here.”
*
* *
Duo smiled, putting something back into his pocket.
He turned back to face the cameras, a devil-may-care smile on his features.
“Well folks! It’s been nice, but it seems my time
here is up.” He looked over his shoulder, down at the street, and then smiled.
“Or should I say… down?”
“Sir! Please reconsider!” One of the policemen
called. “There are plenty of other men out there! You can always find anoth---“
“OHHHHHH GOOODDDDDD!!!!!!!” A female reporter
screamed and all watched in horror as the young man threw himself back into the
abyss.
No one caught the naughty grin on Duo’s face as he
quickly descended down into the street.
*
* *
“DUO!!!!!!” Heero screamed in horror, wide blue
eyes watching his love fall. “No! No! Duo!!! I love you! DUO!!!!!!”
Alice barked and wailed at the same time, running
around in circles around Heero’s feet.
“Duo! I LOVE YOU! DUO!!!!” Heero cried up at the
falling boy, tears sliding freely down his cheeks. “No… no… please don’t…” He
wept, unable to do anything more than that.
By now, Alice lay down on the ground behind her
owner, hiding her eyes behind her small palms.
Standing by Heero’s side, Relena only smiled to
herself, looking up at Duo and then at Heero’s pained features. She slowly took
his limp hand in hers, feeling him tremble.
“Duo…” Heero whispered brokenly, sniffling. “Duo…”
Heero’s eyes widened as he suddenly realizedAlice’s head shot up, head cocking aside in wonder.
Her ears suddenly rose up and she wagged her tail happily.
“Woof!”
Heero watched with wide eyes as Duo’s form rushed
down towards the ground, held by a single rope. His lips twisted up in a small
smile, and the tears suddenly stopped form coming.
“HEEEERRROOOOO!!!!!” Duo shouted again, closing in
on the ground. “WILL YOU MARRY MEEEEEEEEE?!!!!!!!”
A huge grin swept over Heero’s face, and the boy’s
eyes lighted up in joy.
People all around gasped and some laughed. All of
them applauded as Duo’s decent came to a violent stop, merely a few feet above
the ground. He was hanging upside-down, his head within eye level of Heero’s.
Both boys smiled.
“Oh my God! Was that one heck of a proposal!” Some
female repr car called, hand over her heart.
Relena smiled, letting go of Heero’s hand. She took
a few steps aside, joining the crowd that surrounded the two.
Heero just kept looking into Duo’s eyes, shock and
disbelief all over his face. His arms dangled limply at his side, his messy
hair tousled by the soft wind. The jacket still hung only partly on his
shoulders, and barely covered his half-dressed form.
But he was too shocked to care.
Duo flashed him his trademark grin, and then
winked. He reached for a small pocket in his jacket, unzipping it and brining
out a small box. He handed it to Heero.
The Japanese boy looked down at the box, eyes numb
from shock. He slowly reached up to take it, hands trembling. Slowly, he opened
it, and his eyes lit up with a new light.
Two golden rings set neatly next to each other, a
shiny stone decorating each one. One violet. One blue. The two of them
sparkling in the early morning sun, reflecting in Heero’s stunned eyes.
With trembling fingers, he reached down and touched
the rings gently.
Duo smiled, and then reached for the case himself,
taking out the ring with the violet stone. Using his other hand, he took
Heero’s hand in his, and slowly, carefully, slid the ring over his delicate
finger.
A small chuckle escaped Heero’s lips as he looked
down at his hand.
Duo smiled as well, and cast a quick and thankful
glance towards Relena. The girl just smiled and nodded in acknowledgment. He
looked back at his love, violet eyes shinning. Hen pen put the other ring, the
one with the blue jewel, on his own finger.
Another choked chuckle escaped Heero’s lips,
bordering more on a sob. Tears of joy filled his eyes again, and he sniffled.
He threw himself at Duo, hugging the longhaired boy tightly. “You baka! You had
me so scared! Duo no baka! I was so scared! I thought that… baka Duo! Honto ni
baka!” He cried into Duo’s chest, too overwhelmed with emotions to stop
himself. Joy, fear, sorrow, anger and remorse burst out of him all at once, and
all he could do was cling into Duo’s warm body, holding him tightly.
The crowd cheered and cameras flashed. News
reporters wiped a tear, watching as a few Preventers came to help Duo down. The
minute he was down, Duo launched towards Heero, embracing him tightly and
kissing him all over.
The applause returned as the two kissed
passionately, hands roaming all over the other’s body, tongues fighting a
fierce battle.
Alice came to stand next to Relena, tail wagging
happily as she watched her two owners.
“So, I take it as a ‘yes’, right?” Duo asked with a
wink, pulling away a little from the tight embrace, looking down at Heero’s
dark head.
Face still buried in Duo’s chest, Heero nodded.
“Hai. Definitely a ‘yes’.” He mumbled, clutching onto Duo’s shirt.
“Definitely…”
Duo smiled and kissed Heero’s hair. He then reached
down to cup the boy’s chin in his hand and gently lifted Heero’s head up so he
could drown in those bottomless blue eyes.
“A forever, Heero.”
Heero’s lips lifted up in the sweetest of smiles.
“Forever?”
Duo smiled and reached down to caress Heero’s
blushed features. “Yes, love. Forever.” He whispered softly, and then leaned in
for another kiss. He wrapped his arms tightly around Heero, kissing the honey-flavored
lips; love and passion all wrapped into one, breathtaking, kiss.
Relena smiled as she watched her two friends, eyes
shimmering with tears.
Une came to stand behind her, watching the two and
shaking her head in amusement.
Alice wagged her tail and barked, and the crowd
kept cheering.
OWARI.
Hey! I think it’s the first story I made with a
‘nice Relena’! Good for me, no? I thought I’ll give her a break for a while,
and she’ll do me a favor and help Duo out with the money… ^__~
Ne, so how was it? Was it too bad? Good? Did you
like it in any way? Pleeeeeeeeeease tell me! *chibi-eyes* Pwease?
Naomi
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Cowboy Beebop? That dog, Ein? That’s what I mean! That’s Alice! BEAUTIFUL
dog...
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