Duo lay on top
of Heero, panting heavily. he had just experienced the greatest sex in
his entire life. It couldn't get any better than Heero.
//You make me come//
Heero looked into
his lover's eyes with nothing but love. "I love you," heero reminded him
between pants.
Duo returned the
words, wanting more and more.
//You make me complete//
Heero groaned inwardly.
He had to go, but didn't want to. He never wanted to leave the moment,
but he had to. Standing wordlessly, he threw his clothes on.
"Hey, babe, where
ya goin'? Don't I get my payment?" Duo teased. Heero remained stony and
unresponsive, moving toward the door. "Hey, Heero, where are you going?"
"Out," came the
sharp, icy reply. The door slammed shut.
Duo frowned. He
hoped he hadn't said or done anything wrong. It certainly didn't seem to
when Heero was calling his name, begging him to fuck harder.
//You make me completely miserable//
Heero opened the door
to his room and entered the darkness quietly The shades were drawn, blocking
out the mocking sun. Perfect conditions, he thought, locking the
door once more.
On the opposite
wall, a long white sheet had been draped down for a screen. On a table
right in front of it sat an old projector and two canisters of film.
"Heero, I have
something very important to give you," Dr. J had informed him one particularly
depressing day, not too long ago. He had handed the young man the two reels
of film. "This is footage of you and your parents when they were still
alive and you were a baby." Heero had taken
the film ruefully. he had laid it on the table with the projector he had
rented from the library. And then he went to release his anguish through
pleasure. Now he
sat in a cold metal folding chair as the projection on the sheet counted
down the final few seconds until his parents' mystery would be revealed.
He was frozen
to the spot the minute his mother's smiling, benevolent eyes popped up.
The camera showed them staring down at the little bundle of joy that was
baby Heero.
//Stuck to a chair watching this
story about me//
The pictures
kept flashing across the screen - smiles, laughs, waving, running, playing
- but the only sound to be heard was Heero's fast, shallow breathing.
My parents,
his mind whispered; their vision was blurred by warm tears.
//Everything goes by so fast making
my head spin//
Heero wondered
what his life would be like if his parents were still alive. Would they
be loving enough to except him and Duo? He wouldn't even know Duo, because
he wouldn't have been a Gundam pilot. He wouldn't have known any
if the guys.
But it didn't
matter. His parents were the most important thing in the world to him;
but Duo just wouldn't understand that he wasn't as important. Heero pushed
the bitter thoughts back into his mind, concentrating even harder on those
smiling faces beaming out at him.
//Used up all of my friends
Who needs them when you mean everything//
But they resurfaced.
He wouldn't have the strength, power, determination, or intelligence if
he had his parents; he wouldn't have a Gundam. he wouldn't have the discipline,
or any of the essential traits that others craved but were too scared to
obtain.
//I love the things
that we should fear And I'm
not afraid of being here//
His parents'
love had been replaced by the love of another. Or so he thought. But at
such a crucial time, when his heart ached with too many different kinds
of longing, he was alone.
//It's all the same
It
makes me helpless alone//
So why wasn't Duo
here, comforting him, taking away some of that pain? Maybe because Heero
had nothing to offer in exchange. For a moment inside, he felt like he
asked too much of Duo, without giving anything in return. But he shook
his head, his mind flickering back to the images being presented to his
eyes.
//Nothing to share
Why should I care if you're near me//
What he wouldn't give
to have his parents back. He'd spill Duo's blood if it meant that his mom
and dad would come back and take him away.
//I'd give
up all of my plans
Who needs them
when you mean everything//
Suddenly, a knock
sounded at the door.
"Heero..." Duo
gently called. The door started to ease open.
Heero stepped
in front of the open crack, shielding the room behind him from Duo's view.
"What do you want?" he demanded.
Duo's voice was
a bit timid. "I wanted to see how you were," he replied. "I hope I didn't
upset you before or anything."
Heero sighed in
defeat. "No, you didn't." He stepped aside to allow the scene filter into
Duo's eyes.
//I love the things that we should
fear And I'm not
afraid of being here
So much the same
It makes me helpless alone//
Duo's eyes widened
at the screen. "What is this?" he gasped, his voice choked with more concern
than he'd shown before.
//(yeah, yeah)
You make
me come//
"Footage of my parents,"
he managed to answer. A tear slipped down his soft cheek.
"Oh, Heero." Duo
murmured, sliding a finger over the spot to wipe the tear away.
//(yeah, yeah)
You make me complete//
Heero swatted the
hand away, not wanting the pity.
//(yeah, yeah)
You make me completely miserable//
So instead, the pair
sat and watched the images continue to flicker over the sheet. The same
smiles and waves and movements played and re-played in a haunting silent
melody.
Duo grabbed Heero's
hand. Heero stopped breathing because, to his surprise, he realized something
- Duo was not giving him pity, he was showing compassion. His love and
comfort grew out of understanding. It was a commitment of the heart, but
it was still a commitment, and that scared him.
//I love the things that we should
fear And I'm not afraid of being here
So much the same
It makes me helpless alone//
Heero looked into
his lover's eyes, searching for some proof to confirm this revelation.
He got it in the loving gaze being returned.
//You make me come//
Duo pulled Heero into
a deep kiss, their mouths and tongues melting into one.
//You make me complete//
Why the fuck can't
everything be this perfect? Heero asked himself, pulling away.
//You make me completely miserable//
His kiss sent bolts
through Heero's body.
//(yeah, yeah) You make me come (yeah, yeah) You make me complete//
His touch gave him
all the comfort he needed.
//(yeah, yeah) You make me come (yeah, yeah) You make me complete//
But his presence took
Heero's focus entirely off the two most important people of another life,
and put it on the one person who made him happy in this miserable life.
The reel flickered
and ended, and Duo pleasurably slid and nude Heero onto his back, preparing
to start the achingly pleasurable process all over again.
