Kiss me

Warning: I shall not be held responsible for ickness such as grammar and spelling errors. All fault is to be laid on the computer…..>.> it’s male/male dun like it? You are in the wrong place m’dear. Curious? By all means. First and probably last fanfic. So lets do all the fun stuff I see others do.

Disclaimer: NOT MINE! If it was it would be twisted life’s better like that anyway. The song in fact is not mine either. Go figure. If u feel like suing you can have my shoes cause they are the only thing of value that I own…. If you decide that I’m uber cool and wish to give me money then in return I will give you my bf.:P Cold dark moody and sexy. What more could you want? Righto shutting up.! Take ‘er away!

Kiss me


I growled frustrated and stared into the bathroom mirror at my sleep deprived face.
“Damn it.” I sighed lifting my hairbrush and starting short irritated strokes through my long chestnut hair.

-Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly beside the green, green, grass.-

“Damn it, Damn it, Damn it.” Another angry pull and the brush lodged it’s self firmly in the middle of my hair. I blinked then yank sharply. “Damn it! This Can’t be happening!” I squealed stomping my foot.

“Can and Has.” I glared through the mirror at my fellow pilot, current roommate and professional pain in my ass.
“Ever heard of knocking?” I gritted out, my grip on my hairbrush turning my knuckles white.
“Yes,” Came the curt reply. I turned my head around to meet his eyes only to have the blue eyed boy bend over to retrieve something from the wall cupboard. My cheeks darkened and I turned back to the mirror.
“Then do it.” I said, looking back at the brush set firmly where it shouldn’t be. ‘Ugh.’ I thought sourly before trying the attempt at rescue of my wavy mane. I picked at the brush then pulled fed up with the patient approach. I just wanted it out. I was caught off guard as strong hands took the brush and by default my hair away from my agitated grasp.
“Here.” He said his voice laced with slight irritation. I looked at him. I had just assumed he’d left after getting whatever it was he was after. Why the hell was he helping him? Perhaps it was because he couldn’t stand my incompetence.

-Swing swing swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.-

After emerging from my moment of shock I snatched my hair back and gave off a low hiss

“I’m not an incompetent ass, jerk.” He gave a short nod and left the bathroom, closing the door behind him. At the click of the nod setting back in to place I let out a breath and rubbed my face. Pursing my lips I looked back at my hair in displeasure.

-Oh kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift up your open hand
Strike up the back and make the fireflies dance
Silver moons sparkling-

I closed my eyes and leant back against the sink my head falling back to face the ceiling. I rehearsed my Mantra once again.
‘I don’t love him I don’t love him I don’t love him I don’t love him I don’t’ love h— .”

“Maxwell, I must shower, move.” I glared at the door daring it to open and yelled back hoping to drown out the words that were sure to follow.

“Then use the hose outside !.”

I love him

-So kiss me-


I stormed through the safe house all morning ignoring the weird mixed with worried looks I received from my other co-pilots. ‘What?’ I though bitterly. ‘Is it so strange to have a bad day? Fuck man you’d think they’d never seen a teenager before!’

-Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire.-

I let out a harsh breath as Trowa once again looked over at me his green eyes asking me if I was ok. Okay? I highly doubted that. I shoveled the remaining mouthful of crappy made Macaroni and cheese in to my mouth and stood grabbing my dish and still half full mug of milk. I looked briefly around the table. Everyone but the one person I wanted to watch was watching me. He remained focused on nothing else but his food. I turned and walked towards the sink.

“Duo—.” I slammed my metal dishes sharply on to the counter the plate bending slightly under the strain and exited the house. God why everybody but him? Why did he have to be so cold, so perfect to the point of error? Trowa, Quatre and Wufei, for god sakes man FEI! Even asked me what was wrong more then was countable. But him! Not even a “How are you Duo?’ Hell I would even settle for a ‘Maxwell.’ With a nod tacked on to the end of it. Shit. I grabbed my braid and clenched my fist tightly around it in aggravation flopping down on to the ground under a decaying oak tree in the front yard of the safe house. Did it hurt him so much to be human? I took a couple deep breaths but as the thought of him floated round over and over in my head I snapped flailing out, punching and kicking a loud scream leaving my lips before I had even registered it forming.

“We are to be discreet. You will give us away. Stop screwing around.” I would have laughed in any other circumstances to hear him say ‘screw’ but the sound of the dark slightly nasal voiced spandex clad boy only served to piss me off more. I sat up and looked up at him my eyes narrowed.

“Fuck you Yuy.” I hissed.

“Grow up Maxwell.” He stared back at me eyes hard and dangerous. I clenched my jaw shut and stood striding back towards the house up the stairs and disappeared inside ignoring a poor confused Quatre on the way.

-Bring bring bring your flowered hat
We’ll take the trail marked on your fathers map.-

I flung myself haphazardly on to my bed hearing the springs protest against the abuse burying my face in my pillow. I was going to cry and I hated it.
“Shit, Heero why can’t I hate you?”

“Duo…” I froze. How long had he been there? Please tell me he didn’t hear anything.

“Get out.” I mumbled from the pillow loud enough to be heard.
“No.” I pushed myself in to a sitting position pushing my bangs from my face.
“I said get the fuck out!” I shut my eyes tightly and pointed at the door.

“This is my room as well.” He stated bluntly making his way over to the desk where his beloved laptop sat in waiting. Fuck his logic, Fuck his laptop, Fuck Heero Yuy. I stormed over to him and slammed the screen down on to his hands. He didn’t move.

“You have no fucking heart!.” My voice cracked and wheezed with more emotion then I had expected and I clammed up.. He slowly turned his head then pivoted his body around in the chair standing to meet my challenging gaze.

“I have no heart?” I nodded dumbly and held his gaze out of sheer stupidity

-Oh kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor.-

He closed the small gap between us and I backed up creating one until my back touched the far wall and he let out a disgusted snort. If he decided to fight I was screwed. Stealth was one thing but hand to hand combat with Heero was something I knew I would loose.

“Don’t push you luck Maxwell.” That bastard thinks he so high and mighty. Once again my instincts took over my reasoning. My arm swung and connected with his cheek sending him stumbling backwards.

“Ow . . .” I breathed heavily surprised by my own stupidity and ready to defend my life to the death. I might go down but Shinigami isn’t going down without one hell of a fight. Heero straighten himself a hand over his mouth frowning. He looked straight in to my eyes as a small trickle of blood ran down over his fingers and dropped to the hardwood flooring beneath. He whipped his mouth lazily and lifted his arm. This day definitely had sucked.

-Lift your open hand
Strike up the bad and make the fireflies dance
Silver moons sparkling-

The hand slammed in to the wall palm first side me and I blinked confused turning slightly to look at it. Then all hell broke loose. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine.

-So kiss me.-
My eyes widened. He kissed me. Heero Yuy just kissed me. My arm flew up and slapped him hard across the same cheek . Did he enjoy torturing me? My breaths came slow and shaky and my smoldering eyes promised him death.

“Screw you Yuy.” He blinked holding his cheek looking just as confused as I felt. Tears streamed down my face without consent and it embarrassed my to be so week in front of the be all and end off of strength. So much for showing him up. Angered and panic surged in me knowing that I couldn’t keep them at bay. I wiped at them with the back of my hand uselessly as they were just replaced seconds later. “Fuck.” I gasped opting to just cover my face with my arm. I wanted to run so badly but damned if my fucking pride would let it happen. “I just. . .How could you? I mean god Heero do you . . fuck.” I let out a nervous laugh and turned as much away form him as I could dropping my soaked arm and raising my chin up defiantly..

“Duo—.”

“Just . . Shut up.” I was annoyed and disappointed that he listened to me. Now was not the time to start doing what he was told.

-So kiss me-

I became ramrod straight when his arms wrapped around my waist bringing me back in to him in an awkward hug.

“Heero.” I whispered hoarsely.

“Don’t hate me.” His head dropped on to my shoulder and I felt like screaming. Panicking I let out a strangled whimper.

“Heero…”

“Please don’t hate me.” He tightened his grip around my waist and I was almost thankful for it as I was convinced that if he should let go I would fall apart. But even if I wanted to believe his affection was true, my pride wouldn’t give up on me.
I grabbed his wrist and pulled it sharply from around my waist spinning to hit him, yell at him, glare at him. Anything to make him go away. What I found were two very sad blue eyes desperate for understanding. I could relate to that. Damned if I didn’t know how he felt. How stupid of us.
“I couldn’t hate you if I wanted.” Now love. Love is something I could do.

-So kiss me
Kiss me-


Woo finally done! Gwaha so now I leave it here to torture you ^^ wee. ( please pardon my vocabulary it has been reduced to mere grunts and weird noises lately.) righto this is my one and only happy (and I use happy lightly) story full of fluff (only if ur sadomasochistic) and sappy goodness (ok the end qualifies for that but it worries me if I think the rest it sappy goodness) grammar and spelling might be better then normal and I have spell check and grammar check to thank for that! ^^V welp reviews would be nice I guess. Say what u think. There is no use trying to be nice very few things can bother me. There will be no more chapters….this is it…what more writing?....am I being to hopeful? Aww hell who cares…if u want more writing ask me nicely and I might consider :P (and by nicely I mean I really don’t care how.) Any other fics I post though will be original if and when it ever happens…I’m a busy person things to do people to bug kitchens to blow up you know the norm. Well munchkins I\\m off to bed as work beckons to me tomorrow *cringe*
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