What the hell? I wake up from a sound sleep to... what the hell is that noise?! Someone murdering a cat or--OW!
...anyone get the number of that truck?
At least that noise stopped. What the hell hit me?
Valentine chocolates? Somebody painted the box blue; I wonder why? It's painted shut, but maybe just a little muscle--
Ok. I meant to do that. I really wanted a shredded blue box and chocolates all over my room. There's a card here...
"Happy Valentine's Day. Love, Heero"
Love, Heero?
LOVE?!?
Oh, my God. It all makes sense now! Even the meatloaf, in a twisted, Heero sort of way!
If I know Heero, he'll be holed up in his room trying to pretend he doesn't exist. No use even knocking on the door, because he probably wouldn't open it. Lucky thing I'm good at picking locks.
"Heero? I know you can hear me."
"...what."
"I wanted to thank you, and wish you a happy Valentine's Day, too. With love from me."
"Honto ni?"
Who gives a shit about chocolates and serenades? All I want for Valentine's Day is right here--from wild hair to oversized shoes. He looks so uncertain; can't have that. So I answer his question with a kiss.
Honto.
I'll wait till later to ask him why he didn't just tell me.
End Part 7
(:./yoiko/romance7)
