All the Man I Need

��A picture of Duo on the bed and crying his heart out, but he doesn't let anyone hear, so he is quiet. But he doesn't know that even through all the precautions that he takes to not wake anyone else up during the night, he is constantly being watched by a pair of Prussian blue eyes that peek sadly through the crack in the door.

��Heero sneaks in, and gently lays a hand on top of Duo's shaking form. Startled, the American's head jerks back in surprise, but they fill with tears when they see that it is only Heero. Gently the L1 pilot sets Duo's head onto his lap and rocks him back and forth. Unbidden, Duo's eyes began to blur with unshed tears, and soon his cries and sobs fill the tiny room.

��Memories of past relationships race through Duo's mind, making him cry harder. He clutches Heero's shirt, but is surprised when it's not a shove he gets in return, but Heero's arms tightening around him, holding him into a swift, close embrace. He clings harder, and rewarded by the Japanese's dark bass whispering in his ear.

��Duo looks back now, and realizes that Heero kept his promise, and all throughout their relationship he didn't deny Duo anything like his other relationships had. Well, maybe except for the occasional threatening danger of sugar overdose from candy, cookies and ice cream, but he even let me have some of that too, he thought with a smile. Who would've thought I could be hear today, with all the others, on a bleak day just waiting for the heavens above to break and let its sheets of rain come on down.

��Duo sits in a darkened room, blinds closed, looking through the belongings that suddenly belonged to him, and not to his passionate lover. Even the clothes were put into the bargain. He grabbed a faded but still clearly forest green tank top and put to his nose. The distinctive smell that was Heero drifted up to him, a mixture of sweetness and bitterness that clogged his throat, and he choked.

��Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei at the door all hold back their own tears at this miserable sight, and Wufei gestures at the others to leave him to his own conclusions. They all follow him down the hall, furiously biting back their own tears until they got to their rooms.

��Heero shakes Duo's shoulder gently, but the American just throws a pillow over his head and mumbles sleepily, "Jus' 5 more min'tes, Sister Helen...don' wanna go to school today..." He sleepily opens one amethyst eye into a tiny slit. Then he shuts it again, but smiles and sighs dreamily as the Japanese leans down, planting a small, fragile kiss on his lover's lips, savoring the taste of them. Duo lifts his arms up and encircles his love, forever content to be like this.

��Duo has been crying in his sleep again, but hands lock around his waist, and reels him in until his head is resting on Heero's chest. They both look out the window, and solemnly stare at the moon that hangs bright and perfectly round out of the window. Slowly the L2 pilot's shoulder cease shaking, and they just gaze at the moon together in total peace. Heero runs his hand lazily through Duo's unbound hair, eliciting a small sigh of comfort from the heavenly being in his arms. And Duo's satisfied with his own Fallen Angel.

��There, that fateful night when Duo rested so peacefully in the arms of his beloved itooshi, there came the dark ominous beeping of the laptop by the bedside. Duo looked worriedly at it, and wondered it Heero would answer it. His question was answered as Heero gently detached himself from his koibito and padded over to the chair that held the laptop.He slipped the headphone notch over his ears, and played the message. After conferring long at the stand, he returned, and put his arm around Duo again.

��Heero shrugs out of Duo's embrace, and painfully tries to ignore his koi's hurt expression. He gives in and pulls the 02 pilot back into his arms. Heero lovingly trails hot kisses down his placid lover's neck, and balances his weight carefully against his leg. Duo nuzzles his chest, making him gasp in ecstasy. "Koi", he says stopping for a moment."What was that call about? You seem more distant and cold than usual, and I don't want you to worry, and just enjoy life for a while."

��Duo's lips tremble, and his eyes are glassy with tears, but the don't fall. Instead, he cracks a weak smile, and says half-jokingly, "Well, just make sure you come back in one piece, cuz I'll be waiting." Heero gives a smile too, but Duo notes it didn't quite reach his eyes. He doesn't like his koi being so secretive. "What's it about?"

��"I need to infiltrate this tiny hideout of these people who are planning to overthrow the Preventers agency to make sure that nothing stands in their way. I guess it's a dangerous mission."

��Duo's only reply was to hold Heero even closer, and even tighter. He holds back the tears, telling himself that now was not the time to make such a fuss when Heero hadn't even left yet. "Well", he says, voice cracking like radio static, "Just make sure you come back in one piece!" Heero was pushed out the way suddenly as Duo burst into torrents of tears that splattered on the wooden vinyl floor, and the door slammed behind the crying boy as he raced from the room, from his love.

��Heero packs up, and then gently lays something on the pillow. Duo had been out the whole day, not even stopping by to say goodbye. He holds back his own tears, knowing it was close to infinity that he would get out of this one alive. The only thing he regretted was the fact that he would never again be able to see his itooshi, his beloved one, the one who had brought him to life, showed what it was to live and to be loved, and the bond that was not just currently or in the past, but forever.

��He is about to lay the tiny golden cross down on the pristine white pillow when he suddenly stops and lifts it to his mouth, and he kisses it gently. Then he sweeps out of the room, into the darkness that lies ahead, in which he would never escape.

��Duo stumbled blindly into the room, eyes searching every corner of his humble abode in one sweep of violet eyes, probing. He half-crawled, half-walked to the bedside, as if he couldn't believe his eyes. He pulled open the drawers, and unseeingly groped for the clothes that were supposedly in there. His seeking hands hit nothing but the hard wood at the bottom of the drawer, bringing tears to soak through his shirt. He fell back onto the bed, shuddering as he pulled the blankets around his shivering form. It wasn't cold, yet he felt as if the cold north wind had blown across his heart, leaving nothing but ice in its wake. He could feel it even the next day before Quatre broke the news to him, before he drifted into a dreamless sleep, the little golden cross clutched tightly in his hand, dreams all of his beautiful, his forever koi.

��The rest of the night was spent in complete darkness, and Duo remembered little of the next day. All of it that he actually remembered was that the blonde headed Quatre had brought tea and breakfast into his room, already knowing. Everyone had known, and none could deny it. Not even Duo, who wanted more than anyone else for his love to come back, to tell him that he had kept his promise to come back in one piece, and be Duo's forever, in his warm arms, just like that, till the end of their days...

��Duo stopped in front of the tombstone, an angel with broken wings. He stared up at the sky, daring for it to pitter down its bought of rain. He reached into the pouch at his side, and drew he gun into his fingers, Hefting it, he turned it over and over in his hands, a used machine by his only koibito that would never come back. Duo pointed it to his head and said, "Heero-kun, I've completed my mission. Your death has been avenged, and all the wrongdoers have paid the consequences with their lives. But I still find that I cannot live without you. My love for you is too strong, too precious. I cannot bring myself to let it go. So I will join you, peacefully, with no regrets, into death."

��"Heero!" Duo called insistently. "Gotcha!" He flattened Heero's hair and leapfrogged over him. Heero frowned, but he couldn't suppress a tiny smile from springing to his lips at the sight of his love. He had kept his promise, to both himself and to each other, the promise that they would be together forever. Duo smuggled into Heero's arms, and sighed happily. "Aishiteru, Heero. I'm yours forever, and that love you give me practically overflows my heart. I want you to be here forever. Just here in your arms is all I want."

��Heero's smile turned wider. "I do too, koibito. I do too. You're everything I need, and everything that will ever actually matter to me. Just stay here with me and I'm happy as well."