Title: Raging At The Moon
Author: tkmaxwell777
Category: Shonen Ai/Yaoi
Pairings: 1+2
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Heero POV, Slight Angst, Lime, and Sap
Archived: Yep! Thanks Lev :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or its characters. I don't own the moon either... much is a pity...
I look up at the night sky. Little speckles of light greet me, sparkling mischievously - the way his eyes do sometimes when he's getting ready to flirt with me. Oh yes, I know he does it, almost shamelessly, and I think he knows that I know, but it doesn't stop him from doing it, or me from ignoring it. I snort derisively. As if I could ignore it.
As if I could ignore him.
The war has been over for almost four months now. We've been staying at one of the Winner estates, healing from our battle with Mariemeia's soldiers. Trowa visited Catherine for a month before returning, obviously wanting to spend some time with Quatre now that he could. Even Wufei joined us, much to my surprise... and relief. He'd thought we would all be angry with him; he's found out that he was wrong. I think we all understood his actions even more than he did. It's not easy being a soldier - not easy NOT being one once you became one.
I guess I'm most surprised that Duo stayed. He has the salvage yard to go home to... and Hilde. Why is he still here... flirting with me... when he has her? I've wondered that for the past couple of months, and I just don't understand it. When I came to him, having discovered that something was going on, and then that Relena had been kidnapped, he was more than willing to walk away from everything to come with me. Why? Why did he not even give it a second thought? All I can do is sit here, on this worn blanket, and look up to seek answers from the place that has always been my home.
Space.
The moon is shining brightly, full in the midnight darkness. Duo told me once that he used to look up at the moon and wonder what I was doing. He'd then told me that he wanted to be my friend. At the time of this confession, we were aboard Libra, getting ready for the final battle of the first Eve's War. I had frowned at him, stating rather flatly that we couldn't afford such attachments at a time like that. He'd merely smiled, nodding in agreement as he'd thrown an arm around me, and had then told me to be careful before walking away.
We were already friends, and I hadn't even realized it.
Friends. Does that truly explain the tumult of emotions that course through me when he's around? Does it define the feeling I get sometimes when I look into those violet eyes of his, or feel the touch of his hand on my back when he reads over my shoulder just to annoy me, or the sound of his voice as he sings in Japanese while showering? The other pilots are my friends too, but I don't feel that way about them, so why does Duo inspire such... confusing reactions?
I look up at the celestial body above me, begging for some insight... she only remains silent.
Sighing heavily, I think about how I'll feel when Duo does leave. My heart aches at the idea, letting me know that inside I've already figured out how I feel about the braided imp that has become the most important person in my life, even if I'm afraid to face it. How did I go from indifference to obsession so quickly? Why can't I just forget about the way I feel when he smiles at me? Why can't I keep my heart from wanting to be with him?
"Why can't I stop loving him?" I ask the moon quietly.
"Loving who?"
I turn to see Duo standing close by, an eyebrow raised as his arms fold across his chest. I don't think I'm even breathing at the moment. He heard me. He heard me, and now he wants to know what I meant, and I don't know how to tell him. I don't know if I even can.
He sighs, shaking his head, as he walks over and sits down beside me on the blanket. I look back up at the moon; it's safer than looking at him.
"You have to be the most infuriating person I've ever met," he says suddenly, leaning his shoulder against mine. I glance at him to see a smile on his face.
"I don't mean to be," I reply, wanting to give into what I'm feeling... what I'm wanting. Violet eyes twinkle at me, and I realize that the stars seem dull in comparison.
"What are you doing out here, Heero?"
A simple question requiring a simple answer. "Raging at the moon," I almost whisper.
Duo smiles, his eyes lighting up at that admission. "Telling her all of your secrets?"
I nod in spite of myself. He's always been able to see through my indifference anyway, so why hide now?
He thinks about that for a minute before looking up at the sky. "I used to do that a lot too."
"You did?" I ask softly, watching the shorter hair around his face moving in the slight breeze.
"Yeah. Wanna know what I told her?"
I don't even have to nod for him to know the answer, and he continues without looking at me.
"I told her who I was in love with and asked her to keep them safe."
I don't even realize I'm speaking until I hear my own voice ask huskily, "Did she?"
I see the brief flash of something -- pain? Fear? -- on his face, but then it's gone, and he turns to smile at me again. "Yeah, she did." His eyes fill with intense emotion. "More than once. Through two wars."
I feel my heart skip a beat. "Who... who was it?"
He smirks at me. "Who indeed?" he counters, and I know he's asking about who I meant when he caught me talking to myself... talking to the moon.
Violet locks with blue, and I don't know what to say or do. We just stare at each other until he sighs at me again, shaking his head before he reaches out to place a hand on my shoulder. I tremble at the touch.
"Like I said, you are the most infuriating person I've ever met," he whispers as he leans forward and captures my lips in a soft kiss.
My whole world becomes lost in sensation as I close my eyes. His lips are warm, slightly chapped, but somehow perfect. His mouth moves over mine in a sweeping motion that takes my breath away. Had I possessed a means of telepathic communication, I would tell him to never stop. As it is, I can only make a sound of disapproval as he pulls away, his eyes searching mine for reassurance.
"I may be infuriating, but you're a tease," I accuse him with a frown.
He laughs out loud before pushing me back onto the blanket. Before I know what's happening, he's lying on top of me, his face close to mine again. Warmth fills me as I feel the way his body fits against mine, like I was meant to be in his arms.
"Not a tease," he breathes as he brushes tiny kisses on my face. "Never a tease. I always make good on my promises, Heero Yuy, even the silent ones my body makes."
I groan as his mouth descends again. This kiss... is much more. I feel my body heat up as his tongue thrusts between my lips; plundering and promising me more bliss that I had ever thought was possible in this life. I slide my arms around his waist as his hands cup my face and bury themselves in my hair. I meet his invasion with equal fervor, our tongues twining passionately. My hand seeks out his braid, and I find myself clinging to it as our bodies move against each other, hardness meeting answering hardness enthusiastically. All I can think is that I don't want to lose my virginity on Quatre's lawn. I pull back reluctantly; enjoying the sound of displeasure he can't keep from making at the loss of contact.
"Why don't we take this inside?" I say, kissing his chin because I've always wanted to.
He grins at me. "I think... that would be a good idea."
As he helps me up off of the ground, I pick up the blanket, making a mental note to keep it as a reminder of this night. I still have questions, but I think that we might be able to answer them... together. Duo takes my hand in his, and as we begin walking back to the house, I look back at the moon and can't keep the small smile from forming on my passion-kissed lips.
The End
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