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Gundam Wing: Surrender


By: Genova
Email: mythical_deity@yahoo.com
Gundam Wing is owned by its all-powerful creator, I claim no ownership over the characters or the main idea. This is purely for amusement of fan fiction readers. No money is made in the writing of this fan fiction. Comments, flames, corrections on the story are really appreciated. Really!
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This isn’t how the story was supposed to end! No, he’ll stand up and get back on his feet again just like he done countless times before. He had to; death rejected him again and again before, this time was no different. He had to live, he had to live! He couldn’t die! Not yet! Not when there was so much left unsaid, not when he was having so many strange feelings that had left to be discovered. Strange unknown feelings, haunting almost choking him. Killing feelings, almost as if they were trying to destruct him from the inside out.

Feet pounding hard on the cold dirt ground, trees nothing but a blur of motion, nothing mattered at this point. Nothing but getting to the fallen warrior. He couldn’t run fast enough, his legs seemed slowed and even detracted from his body. His dark hair flowing behind him as he hurried, and the thoughts came more and more desperate as he ran. Don’t die, he thought to the warrior. You can’t die!

Once to the warrior, he dropped to the cold earth, his knees cry out in pain from the sudden impact of the hard ground. That didn’t matter right now, nervous hands collected the fallen warrior’s battered body in slinger arms. Heero Yuy’s body was pretty messed up this time, his skin married with scorch marks from the explosion, along with various cuts to his skin. His face, his sweet face seeming to be the usual stone face as collected and maybe a little calm graced it too. As if death had been like a sweet angel who embraced him in a mother’s touch.

"Heero!" Voice cracking with emotions. "Heero, wake up! Talk to me buddy, come on!" Nothing, not a blink of a eye, no grunt of pain... Nothing, as if death had really come this time. It has taken him away, leaving nothing but a shell the Gundam pilot once was. "Heero!" Tears cresting in large eyes, as they threaten to spill. "Heero! Wake up!"

Slowly fingers tighten around Heero’s tattered trademark green shirt. "Damn you." Voice broken, sobs threatening to finally take their course. So much left unsaid, so much that needed to be said. "Damn you, Heero!" Lips trembling as he pulls him close, the lifeless body seemed to deny the contact. Heero finally has won over the demons that plague his heart, finally allowed to die, death finally embraced him! How greedy to take someone so young, how greedy!

"Damn you, why did you do it? Why did you leave me here, damn you!" Tears finally slipped down his face, and drip off, finding their way to the ground. Crushed, the thought processed, completely crushed. His heart-shattered sobs rake his body, his long braid hair slipping from his back and falling over his shoulders. Damn him! Damn Heero! So many people he had witness die before his very eyes, so many people gone. Now one more added to the horrible list, one more for some stupid bloodthirsty war! For some stupid caused! And Heero the prefect soldier willingly accepted his fate... Accept death in order to complete a mission.

The smell of something burnt mixed with a musk smell invaded his keen senses. Waking him from a wheeling blackness. Everything seemed to lash out and strike him, the thought clicked he was alive. Alive? Was he ever really alive? Did he even know what that word meant? His train of thought was short lived for his body was protesting to its master’s mistreatment, he wanted to get up and move, but this time it threaten him by almost plunging him into the still blackness of unconsciousness. So, he was hurt worse then he first had estimated. His body shivered slightly, he was freezing cold. Warmth, he had to get closer to that unknown heat source, it was too inviting. If he could just rest here, with that heat source he could recover. His swimming dream world was interrupted by a strange sound that startled him at first. "Damn you, Heero!" The heat source hissed the curse... that voice. He knew that voice, how did he find him? He moved to speak, his eyes opening but for some reason they were blurred, the motion making him sick to the stomach. Heero struggled to regain some sense to his limp body, gain some control. He opened his mouth to speak he only found it dry and it hurt to even moved his throat for speech. As he discovered this, he felt a strange wetness drip to his cheek from above him... What was this? Rain? His eyes shifted to heat source, which was someone hugging him, holding him... The feeling was strange and foreign, and unnerving but he couldn’t escape from it.

Duo Maxwell, what was he doing? Was he crying? Crying for him? The thought was like some sort of choking hand, his stomach tighten at the idea of human emotion. Why would Duo cry for him? Why would Duo dare to show this sign of weakness and for him of all people? They barely knew one another, if the situation were reverse... Heero’s eyes steeled, crying was a weakness. Duty came over such emotions, to let down your guard for this...

"Let go." Came his harsh words, suddenly Duo’s shaking ceased he pulled away and looked down at the now glaring Heero. "You’re alive!" Duo’s whispered was a barely contained shout of excitement and relief, seeming not to hear the threat in Heero’s voice. Duo’s face suddenly was that of ease and joy. "Of course you are!" Duo cried as the tears dried around his eyes. "Did you even bother to check my pulse before you pronounced me dead?" Duo’s face flushed around the cheeks, it suited him. "Ah... well... um..."

"Idiot." Heero hissed dangerously low, Duo just assumed him to be dead. "Come on, you need some medical attention then." Duo said brightly forgetting his tears as he tried to help Heero up, but the other was too injured to stand on his own. Heero looked weakly to Duo, who blinked. Heero didn’t know how to ask for help, so independent, that was one of things he admired so much about him. Duo smiled tenderly as he looked back at Heero’s face, his eyes seeming knowing and cutting as if looking right through Duo.

"Alright, I got ya." Duo struggled with the other boy’s weight looking up into the surrounding forest, forcing all emotions to the back of his mind. It was best not to think about what might have happen, and what did happen. Heero had seen him cry a second ago, did he know now? And if Heero did know, was he upset? Duo grunted half from Heero’s dead weight and from the dark thought. Heero seemed to all appearances aloof to any human contact Duo had tried to give him. The only one that seemed to crack the shell even in the slightest was that damn Relena Peacecraft. Perhaps the Gundam pilot had feelings for the rich blonde. Stop thinking, he scolded himself, don’t think about that. You have to get Heero well again, just think about that... Don’t think about anything else.

Duo struggled with Heero, while feeling his heart about to snap into pieces, so close and he couldn’t bring himself to say the words... Those dark, secret thoughts that smothered him endlessly, always haunting him with their presence. He shouldn’t have feelings like this, it was wrong, he shouldn’t... But he couldn’t help it; maybe it was just some sick obsession he had. In the process of trying to become friends with the stone cold warrior he had... Duo bit his lower lip, stop he thought to himself, just stop! It’s not possible, Heero can’t possibly have those sort of feelings. Heero was almost like a robot, perfection. Still, Duo was torn, not ten minutes ago he cursed himself for not speaking out, and now he cursed himself for having such feelings.

He forced himself to move, time to seemed to slow for added torment, so close and yet so far away. As the night grew older, Duo’s thoughts switched from finding shelter and a doctor for Heero, to that of worries and doubt about his feelings. His feet seeming to barely lift from the ground as he tripped along the path, his tired limps barely holding Heero. No, he couldn’t let him fall, he thought as he tighten his hold on the other, he wouldn’t let Heero feel anymore pain this night. Duo’s arm continued to grow numb on him, along with his tired legs. Rest, he needed rest. He was no good like this, he had to rest for a moment, but if he were to stop... He grit his teeth and forced himself to continued on, he would find help for Heero, then he would rest. Yes, find a nice quiet place of hiding and give into these horrible moments of agony. As more time passed by the more Duo’s tired body tried to give out on him. He struggled harder, no, he wouldn’t give up yet. He struggled a few feet more when his body protested louder this time, he almost fumbled to the ground, stirring Heero to a semi-conscious state. Duo struggled under the weight of gravity, and managed to come out the victor this time. He paused to catch his breath and went to start moving again, when a hard voice broke through his cloud of misery and sweat.

"You need rest." Came Heero’s voice, it held no emotion, completely lifeless as always. Duo shook his head, his thick hair hitting the sides of his flushed cheeks lightly. "No, I have to get you to a doctor." Heero’s eyes played on the other for a long moment, as if trying to read Duo’s thought like words on a computer. "You should rest." This time added enough of an order in it, thus Duo paused and glanced over at Heero, their faces inches apart. For half a heartbeat, Duo’s mind was in overload, so close and yet so far away. The thought came again, almost killing his senses. Nervously he asked: "You’re sure?" Duo didn’t receive an answer this time, Heero shifted his face to the rock face near them. Duo relented, all right fine, he would stop this once but he wouldn’t like it. Duo stumbled over to a large rocky area and gently set Heero down, more care in the motion then he should of let on. Calm down, he told himself silently, just calm down! "I’ll make a fire." He whispered trying away, setting about the minor task. Shutting his feelings down again, blocking all thought from his tired mind.

Heero’s eyes played on him as he stalked towards the tree lines, his eyes drinking up the site. Duo was uneasy, Heero knew, it was so plan to read. Duo bent over and grabbed some branches, his long braid following him like a fateful tail, Heero’s eyes continued to watch. From behind one might mistake Duo for a girl, but of course that was only if you weren’t that close. Duo stood up, his lean body looking worn and his taunt shoulders pushed back. He could almost read that Duo was beating himself up, he watched closer. Why had he been crying earlier? And now, why was he so uneasy? He thought absently, it didn’t fit Duo to be so, the annoying happy and loud mouth American was replaced by a silent serious one. Duo usually displayed such easy-going flare and even a cocky bounce in his strides, now they were weighted down. Why was he so? The thought was bugging Heero, and so was the fact that Duo had displayed so much emotion back there.

Heero wasn’t going to pry though, it was none of his business what was wrong with longhaired pilot. Duo was maybe just upset with himself for being weak and letting Heero catch him doing so. Or perhaps it was just he was that tired. Heero shook slightly with the cold, his own thoughts wondering if Duo was all right... Heero didn’t want him to be so upset, his own hands tighten into fists in his lap. Duo should smile, he thought to himself, Duo always smiles it makes me feel... feel something... What it was he wasn’t sure, but to have Duo so upset effected him so, he shook his head. What was wrong with him? Emotions were a sign of weakness!

Duo came stumbling back, his light face now darken with seriousness as he set about making a fire pit and then placing the wood in a triangle formation. After that was completed he managed to finally get a descent fire going. Heero shivered slightly from the cold, and from his injuries. He watched as the red flames licked the air hungry, giving some warmth to air as they crackled and popped. Duo sat down across from him... distance. Heero’s stomach dropped, what was wrong with him? He wished inwardly Duo would say something, at least speak to him. Duo rubbed his hands nervously and stared at the fire as his emotions bottled up in him. Finally he couldn’t stand the silence that was eating them both up. "Why did you do it, Heero?"

"..."

"Why did you go and blow up the damn Gundam? Why did you do that? Don’t you want to live?" Again no answer came to Duo’s questions, as usual. "Damn you." Duo hissed making tight fists at his side. "Don’t you know that you might only get one chance as living?" Duo’s voice failed him, even when Duo had wanted to self-destruct his own Gundam fate wouldn’t allow it. As if someone up in heaven protected him from such a sinful fate, never failing him. "It’s my mission." Came Heero’s dark reply. "Mission? Don’t you value your life? Isn’t there something out there that makes life worth it to you? Something?!"

No answer came for Duo, his face dropped and his head lowered. No, of course not, why would he, Heero wasn’t even human it seemed. Why should he care about anything or anyone... Heero just rested his eyes as his mind swam due to the injuries and the dark thoughts, what could Duo possibly mean by that? His life soul propose was to complete his missions above all else, that all was it. He wasn’t a normal kid of his age, why did everyone think him to be like that? He was a soldier, nothing more, nothing less. To have such feelings would only lead to disaster, pain, and weakness. Duo gave up standing up and looked down at Heero darkly. "No, I suppose you wouldn’t have anything... That’s way you are always trying to kill yourself." Heero’s eyes burned into Duo’s, but for once Duo just looked at him in a level gaze. "You really aren’t human are you?"

How could he say that? Heero’s mind cried, not human? How could he suggest that he were anything else? Heero’s eyes narrowed on Duo, who turned away, tired of it. There was no hope in Heero. Suddenly the dark warrior said something that surprised Duo: "Why did you cry for me?"

"What?" Duo’s mouth grew dry, his heart slammed to a stand still. Heero didn’t repeat the question, he only looked up at Duo with a level gaze. Duo felt like Heero was looking inside his soul, he felt exposed and numb all over. "Why not?" Came his light answer, Heero didn’t back down this time. "Such emotions are weak."

"Weak? Huh... Okay, I’ll try to remember that." Duo muttered to himself, as he rubbed his face feeling so tired, he turned to finding a bed out of the thick grass surrounding the rocks. He eased himself down into the grass and leaned his back against the rock face. His hair falling into his eyes as he looked up at Heero, the other just continued to look at him, waiting for an answer. How as he suppose to tell Heero... He wouldn’t understand... He'd just think Duo weak again. Reject him, like he did in his dreams. "Alright, I’ll tell you." Duo’s light voice said as he closed his eyes and forced a carefree smile. "You're my friend, and normally when you think a friend or someone close to you has passed away you cry... Understand?" Heero’s mouth formed the normal scowl. "I need no friends."

"I know you don’t, Prefect Soldier, but I do." Heero’s shook his head, his long locks of hair falling into his eyes. "That is a weakness to rely on someone."

"Humph, I knew you were going to say that." Duo’s tart reply came, Heero blinked in surprise. Duo rubbed his sore shoulder, and then glanced back at Heero. "You know, friendship isn’t a sign of weakness... You can find great strength in friendship... Not only that, but you can also find a purpose for yourself to live, or to fight, you can just about find a purpose for anything." Duo’s words seemed to cut into Heero, he lashed out in the only way he could. "Shut up, you know nothing." Fine, Duo thought sourly, let him be mad. He was pass caring at this point. Duo lazily placed his arms behind his head and closed his eyes, smirking slightly, knowing it pissed Heero off. "Night."

Heero glared at the other, but shivered again, he was colder still. He forced himself not to reach up and rub away the cold. He needed sleep, he would shut his eyes and forget all about Duo’s words. They were weak words, he shut his eyes and struggled to forget them as hard as he could... But the more he tried the more they haunted him, causing him to shiver again. This time he reached up and rubbed away the cold, his eyes opened to narrow on Duo’s happily sleeping form. He knew, damn him, he knew! Heero’s teeth clinched tightly as he glared at the other whose smirk seemed to grow as minutes passed. Damn him! Finally Heero was shaking openly as the cold effected him, he couldn’t stop, his teeth started to quivered in his mouth.

Not human! I am so human! He doesn’t know anything, he's just weak. Heero thought frantically as he shook with the cold and boiling emotions. If he were up to his full strength he would be strangling that damn cocky bastard. Heero’s eyes closed with the need for sleep he’s shaking growing worse by the moment. So cold, the thought came to him now. What if Duo was right, what if he wasn’t human? He didn’t feel like everyone else did, assuming something was wrong with them. Maybe it was him after all, maybe he was the weak on. At that thought he bit his lower lip, no that wasn’t true, no it couldn’t be. He was human! He had to be! Those words hurt him to the very core, causing his body tremble more. His eyes wanted to watered at such a horrible idea, no that was weak! How could Duo’s words hurt so much... Maybe because his opinion matters, the thought came... Choking him, was that why? Was that why he was so effected, because Duo had been the one to say those harsh words. You care about him, the thought echoed, did he? Heero buried his face in his knees. No, he couldn’t possibly... Emotions were weakness... He... He couldn’t... He couldn’t possibly have some feeling for the American.

Heero drifted into a semi-dream world of nothingness. He never dreamed when he slept, there was no reason too his logical brain told him. In his sleep his arms limply wrapped around his knees as if to force heat to come to him, but it resisted his calling. Heero’s teeth grounded together in his sleep as the coldness forced it’s way into his tired brain. He was so caught up in the dark thought that he didn’t understand the strange warmth that came to him, wrapping around him giving him heat. Heero’s face relaxed as he pushed closer to the heat source, it was too inviting to push away. His fingers coming up netting in a warm fabric, soft breathing against his neck. All thoughts went to mush as he warmed his cold body, how could anything be this warm? Ever so slowly his face relaxed, and even a hint of pleasure came to his face. So warm, and soft and it smelled good too. The logical portion of his brain told him this had to be wrong, he should wake up and figure out what was going on, but the other tired and worn part refused the order. Too inviting, he thought to himself. Just sleep.

Duo shifted slightly in his restful sleep, his face buried in something that was soft feeling almost like silk. His fingers tighten around the other form of heat, the questions beginning to form in his tired brain. At this present moment he didn’t care it was too nice to question. He smiled a true happy smile as he tugged the heat source closed to him, so warm. Beside him, the owner’s arm snaked across his chest to tug him closer. Duo’s dreams played with happy thought of the person being who he dreamed of for so long, he rubbed his face into the silky feathers-like object. So soft, as if pleasured by that the other’s face pressed harder into his neck, lips pressed closed to his skin. Duo’s sleepy eyes opened as that thought clicked, lips... His eyes opened to find a very jolting sight, his eyes widen as his mouth fell open. The one who held him so close was none other then Heero! Duo’s eyes blinked several times as the thought clicked into place. Oh yeah, he was cold... I tried to warm him... He thought, but to a passer by it would look a lot different. Almost as if they were lovers, he stalled on the thought, no it wasn’t possible it was a dream. To think Heero could even remotely feel anything for him was just insane.

His body tensed at the last thought, when Heero would awake he would be upset with Duo, call him weak again, but Duo relented to the simple pleasure of holding the other. His hand coming up and caressing Heero’s sharp face, so beautiful. Heero’s face was actually peaceful in his sleep, Duo took pleasure in that. Is he dreaming about something, someone? He played with the idea of Heero’s dream world, finding a chuckle rise in his throat. He silenced it though he wouldn’t ruin the wonderful moment by waking the gentle sleeper. His slender fingers running along the Heero’s ear, Heero response was to hug Duo tighter, his lips moving on Duo’s neck. Duo’s face broke into a grin, he decided he like the Heero who was asleep better then the one that was awake. As Duo remained still as possible, he looked around the darken forest, morning would be coming soon. And so would end the wonderful moment with Heero. Duo thanked any being up in heaven for giving him such a moment with Heero, but of course he would never let Heero know how much joy it brought him. Heero wouldn’t understand such a feeling, such a strange and demanding feeling.

"I love you." Duo murmured caught up in the moment, not thinking, he planting a gentle kiss on Heero’s head of dark brown, thinking he would never know. Duo’s fingers continued to glide lazily along his object of affection’s sharp face as Duo smiled faintly. It was innocent enough, he told himself silently. He didn’t realized that Heero’s eyes snapped opened at that last sentence, his eyes widen some. For a long time he remained still, not sure what exactly Duo meant, Duo loved him? How... It made sense, his brain told him, why else would he care so much about him? A swelling feeling rose in the pit of his stomach, love him... How could someone such as Duo love him? Didn’t he say before... Then when Heero was always trying to rush off and kill himself, did Duo pray he would be safe... Was he Duo’s purpose for living? The fingers causing a strange effect to his tired brain, love... he never knew that emotion...

He could teach you, the thought came. He could teach you if you were willing to learn. At the shear idea he was horrified, to love... That was a weakness... Heero felt his eyes soften as Duo’s fingers caressed his face, pushing stray hairs back into place. Duo loved him, it was clear from the touching he was gracing him with now. Human, I am human. He thought, I want to know what this love it, I want to know and have it... I wanted to learn.

Slowly a evilly smile broke over his face, well if Duo loved him... He would make sure he meant that, his eyes narrowing as he sent about his task. Heero’s lips pressed harder into Duo’s neck, causing the other to blink and glanced downward. Heero’s right hand had slipped form Duo’s waist to travel downward as if searching. Duo’s eyes snapped to the straying hand, his chest rising up and down fast with panic. What was Heero doing? Was he awake? Did he know he was doing this to him? The thoughts all cluttered his brain as he stared wide-eyed at the stray hand. If Heero was awake then why was he taking such a risk?

"Heero?" His voice husky laced with pleasure, as the other turned dead serious in the game, gripping Duo hard... He was awake! "Wh-wha..." His tired mind struggled with the desire that rose in him, his cheeks flaring red. "Heero, what are you doing?" He whispered as Heero’s lips were now slipping along his skin, as they did they begun to leave gentle kisses in their wake. Duo’s own eyes widen again, he had to be awake, or Duo was dreaming! "Heero..." Again no answer came as the Japanese pilot worked silently, his eyes focusing on his task.

For a long uneasy moment Duo sat there motionless, suddenly Heero pulled himself to straddle the other looking into his larger eyes, dead serious now. Duo blinked several times as the other look at him, his lips opened to speak. "Heero, are you feeling alright? I mean... I don’t mind, uh, umm... But what the hell are you doing? Are you okay?"

Heero stilled stared down into Duo’s eyes, his face expressionless. Duo talked too much sometimes, just like a woman. Heero remained on top of Duo, letting Duo go on and on about thinking how ill Heero was. Suddenly Heero reached up and ran his own fingers along Duo’s face, discovering the feeling of human contact. Learning. Slowly his eyes shifted to look at how Duo’s hair seemed to shimmer in the firelight. Duo watched as Heero pressed his forehead to Duo’s and closed his eyes smiling faintly. "Shut up, idiot... You’re ruining the moment." He whispered before tilting his head slightly and pressing his thin lips to Duo’s. The other’s eyes widen now as the thought clicked, everything he was went numb. Heero was kissing him! Kissing him! He must be dreaming! Heero’s hungry lips pushing and tugging at his own, Duo’s eyes continued to grow wider still. Heero parted for air and to try to get a feel for this, after all he had never kissed anyone before. Heero squared his shoulders, and gripped Duo’s face in his hands looking at his lips carefully... So prefect lips, again he attacked them, this time seeking to pleasure Duo as he did so. The other slowly grew use to the fact Heero was kissing him. His own eyes closed as he opened his lips slightly allowing Heero’s tongue in. As the kiss grew more passionate, Duo pulled at Heero’s waist making him set right on top of his thighs. Heero’s hands traveled over Duo’s neck, moving downward, playing with Duo’s collar. Duo’s own hands rested on Heero’s cute little butt, then moved upwards going under Heero’s shirt, running up his smooth back. Oh god, Heero thought at that touch, this was getting out of control but he found himself glad it was. Heero showed his appreciation but moving his lips to Duo’s ear and suckling it. Duo let off a soft sound of enjoyment as Heero’s lips worked downward again, finding Duo’s neck and sucking on it gently causing love mark.

Amazing how this felt, his body seeming to know exactly what to do. After all he could envision how he would like to be pleasured, it wasn’t too hard to transfer it over to Duo. Heero entertained himself with bringing Duo to his knees. Duo was growing aggressive on him on him though, almost ripping Heero’s already destroyed shirt from his lean form. Teach me, he thought to the other, teach me how to feel like you do. Duo seemed to know what he was thinking for he set about getting Heero on his back. Heero lay on the cool ground, but Duo didn’t allow him to get cold this time. He straddled Heero, generating more heat then before. Duo’s lips were hungry, as they seemed to all but race down Heero’s bare chest. The other blinked and looked up at the starlit sky, morning was coming soon but that didn’t matter right. Right now he was just... Amazed, the thought came again. He had surrender so easy to such a feeling, a feeling he had kept hidden from even himself. A feeling that was so strong and demanding... Another smile threatens to force its way across his sharp face as Duo pleasured him, working Heero over good. Duo would teach him he knew, he knew he wouldn’t be a nearly as emotional as the American, but he knew something had changed. A longing in the pit of his stomach, which was only growing like a pulsing pain as Duo’s lips and fingers ran along him. Suddenly an unusual scarlet blush rose on his cheeks as he felt Duo undo his pants. It was out of control! Again happy it was, he surrender completely to the feeling that Duo caused. Heero let of a startled cry, feeling like he was melting inside out. Oh god! Could something feel this good?! His eyes closed as the smiled took a strong hold, he then moaned softly as Duo continued his gift giving. Heero’s eyes snapped open again and pain surface on his face... "Duo." He called softly, the pain growing stronger, then it hit him hard rocking his already injured body. After a moment the pain begun to subside, slowly the other came back to face him, giving him a typical cocky smile.

"Yeah?" Heero looked up at Duo, whose eyes seemed to shimmer. Heero’s face relaxed as he came to him, Heero’s hands grabbed for him catching his shirt in his hands, bringing the other to closer him. He said nothing as the feeling in his stomach eased more. "You like that?" Duo questioned as he kissed Heero along the neck again, Heero only nodded his head, his voice completely gone. Duo grinned tenderly as he looked into Heero’s eyes and planted a kiss on his nose. "Good." Heero felt his body calming down again, but begging for whatever Duo did to do it again. Heero ran a shy hand up along Duo’s chest. Amazing, the thought came again.

"Duo?" The name seeming to slipped form his tongue with great ease. The other stopped in their kissing of Heero's chest. "What?" Duo felt Heero’s hands grip his hair around the nape of the neck. "You love me?" Duo looked him over, smilingly cocky again. "I guess so." Heero just stared up into the other pilot’s face. Suddenly all emotions seemed to break from a dam, but on was very pressing above all else. Duo loved him, someone actually loved him... Him of all people! Did that mean this feeling he felt for Duo was love? Was he human enough to love Duo in return? Again the pulsing feeling summoned his attention, Heero surrendered to the powerful feeling.

"Duo?" The other looked at him calmly as he ran his fingers tenderly down Heero’s chest. "Could you do that again?" Duo grinned goofy as he reached up and kissed Heero passionately. When they broke for air, Heero felt his head wheel, whow! "I think I can manage it."



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