17-Jul-2000
ok, this is my *little* ficlet, so let's see if it posts. (sigh. right. i'll never see it again)
somewhat OOC, somewhat yaoi, nothing else. your grandma could read this.
Duo sighed in complete happiness as Quatre brushed his hair. He found nothing to be as comforting, as loving as that act. It made him feel safe and protected, as if he were back with Sister Helen. If only it were Heero who were brushing it...
"Quatre," he sighed, stretching luxuriously, "I wonder if Heero will ever love me enough to do this. You know, stay with me when I'm sick, amuse me, comf....OW!!" He turned his head to glare at Quatre, who had pulled his hair sharply. "What the *hell* did you do *that* for?"
Quatre resumed brushing before answering. "Sometimes, Duo, I think you're the stupidest person in the universe." He pulled Duo's hair again, as Duo tried to interupt. "Be quiet, and let me finish, or I *swear* I'll pull it all out."
"Okay, okay, calm down, Q-man. But I *not* stupid." Duo mumbled the last part under his breath.
"Yes, Duo, you are. At least you are about how much Heero loves you. You seem to have a certain picture in you're head about what lovers do for each other, and when Heero doesn't live up to your ideals, you think he doesn't love you enough.
"Well, love doesn't work that way. Love is what it is. *I'm* a patient guy, so I can sit here and comb your hair and play games and not get upset, no matter how whiny and childish you become."
"I am *not* childish!"
Quatre grabbed a double handful of Duo's hair, and began pulling menacingly. "Duo...."
"Sorry, sorry. Go on, finish your lecture, Dad." He stuck out his tongue at Quatre.
"Oh, no, *you're* not childish. Don't you understand that Heero is not built for long-term tasks that have no concrete solution? Brushing your hair? How would that make you less sick, hm?
"But when your fever wouldn't break, who stayed up all night, giving you alcohol rubs every half an hour? Who broke into five separate pharmacies at 1:30 in the morning, so you could have that stupid bubble-gum cold medicine thing you like?(1) Huh? Who went out and dug up coneflowers from the Botanical Gardens, and *made* you echinecia?"
Duo tried to speak, but Quatre, really angry now, kept on speaking. "Who spent hours on the laptop, looking up every possible outcome of your disease? Who made false records for you, in case we had to go to the hospital? Who did test-runs for three *separate* routes..."
"Okay, I get the point. Heero did all that"
"He did it for you, Duo. Because he loves you *a lot*. Why can't you look at that, and *know* it? Are you *really* so childish that love can only mean combing your damn hair?"
Duo looked at Quatre, and his face flushed with embarrassment. He hadn't seen Quatre this upset for a long time, and damn it, Quatre was right. He *had* thought Heero didn't truly love him, just because Heero didn't do the same things to show love as he would do for Heero.
Duo turned his head to face Quatre and winked. "You're right, I *am* the stupidest person in the universe."
Quatre smiled and continued brushing his hair.
that's it. what do you think?
Well, i wonder what inspired *that*? the last paragraph is confusing, but i know what i meant. do you guys?
Note:
(1) there really *is* buble gum w/ cold medicine in it. i saw it at target today.
(:./hyuy/whatitis)
