DISCLAIMER : All characters belong to their respective owners. This is only a

product of my sick and twisted imagination *^_~

However, this ficcie belongs to ME!

two boys being lovers, just take the barf bag and leave.

AMONG OTHER THINGS : Strong sap. An itty bitty drop of random angst. The

mushy song ‘ It’s Your Love’ is by SheMoves.

[Pacing in the dark

Middle of the night]

Heero walks back and forth in a rather undecided manner. He is clad in dark green boxers. ( stop drooling you hentais! It’s supposed to be romantic!!) Soft moonlight shines through the window as he finally stops by it and draws the stained linen curtains open silently.

[Taking your heart

Holding it tight

Emotional touch

Ooooh

Touching my skin]

He pauses as he leans on the glass, watching the millions of glittering stars twinkle in the velvety midnight sky. Then he turns to his right, looking over his shoulder, he sees Duo lying on their bed, his beautiful face buried in Heero’s pillow as he snuggles against it, inhaling Heero’s scent. Stray locks of caramel lay pooled around him.

[Asking you to do

What you’ve been doing all over again]

Finding the usual warmth by his side absent, Duo wakes up. Rubbing his sleep glazed eyes with both knuckles, he looks up at Heero. The latter moves to the bed and sits down, his hands resting on Duo’s blanket covered thighs gently. He whispers, ‘ Hold me.’ Duo is only too glad to oblige.

[Oh it’s a beautiful thing

Don’t think I can keep it all in

I just gotta let you know

What it is that won’t let me go]

It’s morning. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping and…

… Duo is cooking.

Heero hears a loud yelp from the kitchen counter. He swiftly shuts the laptop and nears Duo. The braided baka has accidentally cut a finger while slicing an apple for Heero. Wing’s ex-pilot carefully washes the wounded finger while Duo winces a little at the stinging pain. Heero tenderly presses a kiss on the injured digit and embraces the boy, whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

[It’s your love

Just does something to me

Sends a shock right through me

Can’t get enough

So if you wonder

Bout the spell I’m under

It’s your love]

The two are sitting together in companionable silence at the front porch. Heero’s arm is draped over Duo’s shoulder, while the latter has his head on the crook of his shoulder. Duo suddenly sits up and looks at Heero with rather urgent eyes,

‘ Why me and not her ?’

Heero hugs him and reassures his insecure lover, ‘ Cuz I love you, baka.’

[Better than it was

More than I am

And all of that burnt

By taking your hand]

Heero reflects back to the time where he started to have feelings for Shinigami’s ex-pilot. Flashback to the time where Heero was a psychotic suicidal nutcase (psn™):-

It is evening, after a successful mission, he still sits at his desk, typing away at his laptop. Duo quietly enters the room and gently lays a hand on the stiff shoulder. Heero growls but Duo doesn’t back off. Instead, he yanks both hands off the keyboard and asks,‘ We’re going to the local pub to celebrate the victory. Come along?’

Heero snaps back at him. Duo’s smile falters but he pretends he hadn’t noticed and continues typing the report. Once more, Duo determinedly takes a calloused hand and squeezes it with his own. He receives a slap across the cheek and sprints out of the room in tears.

Heero bows his head in regret and looks at the hand Duo held. The feelings that had stirred up in his heart that moment at that simple touch were too much and he had reacted impulsively without thinking.

[Who I am now

Is who I wanted to be

Now that we’re together

Stronger than ever

Happy and free]

Heero is gazing Duo, who in turn is watching reruns of The Simpsons and is laughing away like the endearing, idiotic maniac (eim™)he is. Flashback again to the time Heero was a psn ™ :-

Heero watches the chattering pilots with envy. He wants to join them but Dr J’s words just keep repeating in his head like a broken record.

He sighs and turns away. Duo notices his discomfort and pulls him over to join them. He refuses the offer and pushes the latter away, trying to ignore the hurt look on the boy’s face.

[Oh it’s a beautiful thing

Don’t think I can keep it all in

And you ask me why

All I gotta do is say your sweet name]

Heero and Duo are making passionate love in front of the fire. Duo gasps as Heero thrusts rhythmically into him again and again. Heero’s face shows his lack of control as he finally reaches his climax, his body stiffens.

‘ Uh- DUO!!’

[It’s your love

Just does something to me

Sends a shock right through me

Can’t get enough

So if you wonder

Bout the spell I’m under

It’s your love]

Heero and Duo are at the beach. Duo decides to go in for a dip and Heero watches him from the shore while pretending to be typing at his ever present laptop. A giggly teenager in an obscenely transparent bikini attaches herself on Duo’s arm as soon as he touches the water.

[Oh it’s a beautiful thing

Don’t think I can keep it all in

I just gotta let you know

What it is that won’t let me go]

Heero’s jaw clenches and he grits his teeth. Duo’s feeble attempts to get rid of her are completely useless. He then appears and shouts at the girl. Still, she ignores him and sticks her tongue out instead. His temper vanishes and Heero suddenly yells, ‘ He’s MINE! MY PROPERTY! FUCK OFF!!’

Some people there are rather startled by the loud intrusion. Duo blushes and mumbles a quiet apology to the embarrassed girl who quickly leaves, saying something that sounded like ‘ …faggots…’ Heero holds his lover possessively as they make their way back to their beach mat.

[It’s your love

Just does something to me

Sends a shock right through me

Can’t get enough

Uh- ohh]

They are sitting on the couch watching TV. Duo is comfortably settled in Heero’s strong arms. His head is tucked under the latter’s chin. Heero lowers his head and nibbles his ear gently. Duo shifts a little and gazes back adoringly. He then murmurs something softly against Heero’s lips before they kiss. Heero then pins his wrists on the couch and maneuvers his body on top of Duo’s. Clothes are hastily flung to different directions as desire claims them.

[So if you wonder

Bout the spell I’m under

It’s your love]

There are soft pants and moans before the screen fades to black.

Copyright © Aquarii a.k.a Janice 1999