7 Dec 2002
Title: Journey
Author: babaca
796 words [part of Draco's snogs: http://happyfangirl.org/snogs/index.htm]
Pairing: Heero + Quatre
Warnings: Mild Angst, Sap
Heero wasn't sure where he was. His last clear memory was of stumbling out of the Gundam that Quatre had built. He remembered that feeling Quatre's pain from Mercurius saved him from going completely insane. That was on a colony. Now he felt like he was on a ship of some sort, his head resting on someone.
"Heero?" a hesitant voice called to him.
"Quatre? Where are we?" Heero said lifting his head from Quatre's shoulder.
"We're on an evacuation shuttle," Quatre said looking closely into Heero's eyes.
"Why are you staring at me like that?"
"Gomen ne, Heero. Last time you weren't very coherent," Quatre said carefully.
"Same could be said of you," Heero reminded the other pilot. He saw the look of hurt on Quatre's face and oddly felt ashamed. "So where are we going?"
"Earth," Quatre answered. "Well, eventually, this shuttle needs to make a stop on the nearest colony first."
"Why?"
Quatre merely shrugged, "These escape shuttles are only designed to have enough fuel to get you to the nearest colony, not fly all the way to earth."
Heero pulled off his helmet and looked over to Quatre. "How did I get in a space suit? I wasn't wearing this before."
Quatre blushed. "I put it on you once we got moving. We had to leave in a hurry. Is that okay?"
Heero shrugged. "How much longer?"
Quatre pulled his helmet off and sighed. "I'm not completely sure. We should reach the colony in another hour or so. I'm glad you are being yourself again."
Heero nodded. "I'm glad you're better too."
Quatre looked away and back down on the controls, that didn't need any adjusting. "I can't say I'm completely better. Trowa ..."
"Knew what he was doing. Stop beating yourself up over this," Heero said calmly.
"Trowa's probably dead! How can you be so calm? But the worse thing is ... I don't think he's dead. I feel like he's still alive. But for how much longer?" Quatre asked, tears welling in his eyes.
If there's something that Heero had a hard time dealing with ... It was tears. Didn't matter if they came from a man or woman. They made him nervous. He started to think about what Duo told him about such situations.
//Flashback begins//"She started to cry," Heero was telling Duo in their dorm room. "I didn't know what to do."
"Well there are many ways to snap the sad and/or hysterical person out of their funk. You can slap them or you can kiss them. Either one will shock them out of their morbid state," Duo said with complete seriousness.
//Flashback ends//
'What to do?' Heero wondered. 'Slapping probably would be faster, but Quatre's already in pain over causing Trowa's death.' With the decision made, Heero turned Quatre's chair towards him. He leaned over and kissed Quatre.
The kiss was anything but soft. Dry, slightly roughen lips pressed firmly against softer, dry lips. It was brief. When Heero pulled back he checked Quatre's reaction.
Quatre's reaction was something akin to shock. "Heero? Nani?" the blond boy stuttered, "Wwwhat was that?"
Heero was pleased with the result. Quatre no longer looked like he was going to cry. "What do you mean?"
"Why did you kiss me?"
//Flashback begins//"Okay, I'm Relena and I'm hysterical," Duo said, standing up and shaking his arms like he was getting ready to have a workout in the gym. In a slightly higher voice, Duo cried, "Peace isn't coming quickly enough Heero. What if ... what if the people turn against me. What if you turn against me. I hate myself. I hate my pink Cadillac. I hate ..." Duo stopped the litany the moment Heero slapped him.
"OI! I'm suppose to be Relena, why didn't you kiss me?" Duo whined, rubbing his redden cheek.
"Slapping is faster." Heero said.
//Flashback ends//
"Would you have preferred me to slap you?" Heero asked earnestly.
Quatre continued to stare at him like he was from another planet. "Nani?"
"I didn't want you wallowing in self-pity. The best course of action is to surprise the effected person with either a slap or a kiss," Heero reasoned.
"Says who?" Quatre asked.
"Duo," Heero said. "Why?"
"It figures," Quatre said with a laugh. The first one he had allowed himself since his father's death.
"It worked," Heero argued. "You no longer look like you're going to cry."
Quatre smiled. "You're right. I don't feel like crying. So I guess a thank you is in order."
"There's no need," Heero managed to say before getting cut off from the kiss Quatre was giving him. This kiss was more involved. 'Is that his tongue?' Heero wondered as the slick intruder attempted to steal entrance in his mouth.
Heero smiled and decided to go with the flow.
Owari
(:./babaca/journey)
