Category: POV
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: 1+2/2+1/1x2, R+1+2
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Warnings: none
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Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: I don't own GW or anything else for that matter. This is for entertainment, please don't sue.
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"Show me." He asked you.
Yes, tell him lies, Heero Yuy. Tell him you love him, tell him he is the only one. But in the end, it is not he who holds your heart. No, never him. To you, he is pure. To you, he is something to be enjoyed but mostly from afar. He's not the one for you, Heero. That's because of who you are. Heero Yuy, Perfect Soldier. Man of ice and steel. You can't love him, can you? So you tell him lies.
Yes, I know what you told him that night. He poured his heart out to you and cried, and you took him in your arms and said that you loved him. He asked you to show him, do you remember that? Do you remember the erotic scene that followed? It was something out of a porn novel. The sweaty limbs moving in a tangled mass, writhing together, pleasuring one another. You looked so sexy thrusting into him, making him cry out your name at the top of his voice. You gave him what he asked, but did you, for one instant, truly mean a word of it? Any of it?
He's right, you know? You're a mean, cold-hearted bastard. But like him, I've fallen in over my head... not just for you, no. For him, too. Watching you writhe together, reaching ecstasy, it's purely orgasmic to watch. How do I know? How could I have seen? Simple, my dear Heero: When you are a guest at my residance, there is not a thing you do that I do not know about. It really adds to my porn collection, when you and he take up activities in my abode.
He really does love you. With all his heart. And because I love you both, I will not let you hurt him with your lies.
"Heero?" I ask sweetly, walking up behind you.
You grunt and continue about your task, or whatever.
"Heero, I must talk to you."
"So talk."
Ah! The invitation. "I know." Simple. Effective. Three. Two. One. You turn and look at me. Not a glare. No, this expression carries something more like confussion and, perhaps, worry. "I know... about him."
"Hn." Customary reply. Not good enough, buddy boy.
"And..." You give me a side-long glance. "I very much approve." You're shocked. It's written all over your face. "But..." That curious glance again. "Never... and I mean -NEVER- hurt him. Never, ever hurt him, Heero, beacuse if you do, it will not be he who takes revenge." I turn and walk away and I swear I can hear your chin hit the ground. "Don't lie to him, Heero. I'll have your genitalia nailed to my office door." I call over my shoulder. I can hear you turn and run off. I hope I got through to you.
"No more lies, Heero. Be good to him. He deserves love, not lies."
Owari
(:./willow/lies)
