25-Dec-2000
Title: Angels We Have Heard On High: Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas
Author: Kimmie (JaenKaeGW@hotmail.com)
Archive: GW Addiction
Category: shonen ai, songfic, sap
Pairings: 2+1
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, I mean no harm, I have no
money... Stuff like that. Yeah.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Notes: This is based on "Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas" by Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane (from the movie "Meet Me In St. Louis"). This is a sequel to "Blue Christmas". There will be a total of 8 fics in this, coming up with a nice little Christmas series which I'll enter in the Holiday theme week. This is part 6.
~...~ denotes lyrics
//...// denotes thoughts
//Duo... you've got to get over him. Forget about Heero Yuy and his tight muscles and beautiful blue eyes...// Posed with tired eyes in front of the bathroom mirror, Duo shook his head, pulling the band from the end of the attached chestnut length and unbraiding his hair, then grabbing a brush.
~Have yourself a merry little Christmas~
~Let your heart be light~
Pulling the brush through his hair, starting at the ends, Duo mused silently about the event of the past few days. //I find a guy... he makes me happy. We fight, not one, but two wars together. We shared countless rooms, countless missions... We've had two freakin' Christmases together already, but can we have one where we're not together just be we saved the world?//
Having worked through a good fourth of his hair, Duo's arm was getting tired. He set the brush down and turned around, pulling himself onto the counter by the sink. //Is it asking too much to find the love of my life now? I mean, no rush or anything, but I feel like I've gone through a lot already. Love seems like it should be a reward or something... if I say a million Hail Marys and throw in a set of rosary beads that I made myself... is that going to help? If I go to confession every day and do the penance for all my sins... then... can I just have that one thing that will make up for it all?//
Grabbing the brush again, Duo resumed work on his hair.
~From now on~
~our troubles will be out of sight~
~Have yourself a merry little Christmas~
~Make the Yuletide gay~
//I know I haven't been the best of boys. I've done nothing in my life but live through death.... which makes me wonder... why is that? Am I meant to live forever having to put up with that feeling like somebody sucked out my stomach with a piece of metal pipe attached to a vacuum cleaner? I get that every time I have to watch somebody die... and it's a million times worse if I killed them.//
The brush had paused in midstroke during Duo's thoughts, but he resumed. //I don't like to kill. I hate it... but, I'd rather be the one to go through the pain of it than having somebody else have to. How screwed is that? 'Let me kill them so you don't have to.' But, if I do it, that other person won't have to live with that blood on their hands. Whereas, with me... I've got enough on me already that a little more shouldn't make that much of a difference.//
~From now on~
~our troubles will be miles away~
//Why do you have to be so far away, Heero?// Duo finished tugged the brush through a final snarl and tossed it down. //I need to get over this, and move on.//
~Here were are as in olden days~
~happy golden days of yore~
Grabbing his toothbrush, Duo liberally applied the mint-flavored toothpaste that manifested itself from under a crumpled handtowel to the toothbrush, whetting its appetite for the purpose with a smidgen of water. Looking at his slightly reddened eyes in the mirror quickly, Duo shook his head and megan to brush his teeth with a force to be recommended with, wincing as his gums began to bleed at the too-harsh treatment. //Damn it, Maxwell! Get it together and get over him! He's not that important!//
~Faithful friends who are dear to us~
~gather near to us once more~
Finishing up in the bathroom, Duo wiped his hands dry with the crumpled handtowel and made his way out of the bathroom. He passed several people in the small hallway, trying not to stare at the way they had their arms wrapped around each other like everyone had found their lifemate except for Duo. //They're so lucky... do they even know it?//
Speeding up his pace slightly, Duo made it to the living room to pick up the book he'd begun reading earlier. //I can't believe I'm reading "The First Wives Club". This is... trash. Nothing but a dirty soap opera transcibed! This Olivia Goldsmith woman... she screwed these characters up royally! Not that I can really talk... I'm a little boy who could die with a full life now... except for that love thing... with a penchant for death, gayness, the color black, smiling, and a certain mysterious guy who threatens to kill me named Heero Yuy. What could be more screwed up than that?//
~Through the years we all will be together~
~If the Fates allow~
Deciding not to retreat to his room just yet, Duo curled up in the chair he'd been in earlier, and continued to read about deranged artists, screwing around on top of conference tables while calling for security, getting off on latkes and the sunshine show of blond hair in pale light, and the other mildly interesting details crammed into the novel. He occasionally stopped to look out the window or look over at the door, but not really paying attention to the sound of cars going by, having already seen dozens of cars pass that day that didn't hold the person he wanted them to. //Heero? Please, Heero... It's almost Christmas and I...// Duo paused, his breath catching in his throat.
~Hang a shining star upon the highest bough~
"Heero?" Duo stood up from the chair, the book dropping unnoticed to the floor. "You... you came back."
Heero nodded, shaking off his scarf and hanging it on the rack by the door. "Hai. I came back... for you."
"For... me?"
Hanging up his jacket and hurridly toe-ing off his boots, Heero walked purposefully over to Duo are drew him into his arms for a firm hug. "Yes, Duo. I couldn't leave you here on Christmas... I've sort of gotten used to you being here..."
Duo smiled brightly and returned the hug. "I'm glad of that, Heero Yuy."
~And have yourself a merry little Christmas now~
Owari. ^__~
Jenny&Kimmie
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