"Take Me Out"
PAIRING: Heero/Duo
RATING: R
Warnings: Character death, angst, songfic. Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing




So if you're lonely You know I'm here waiting for you
I'm just a cross hair
I'm just a shot away from you


I'm waiting for you. I know you're coming. I stare at the dingy walls, smirking at them with something past sorrow, fear, anger, something past death. There are people walking the halls, the soft snore of a guard. I know you won't trip any alarms, but I'll hear you coming long before you get here. You can't be more stealthy than me.

You won't trip any alarms because you need to get out. Then again, after you kill me, you might kill yourself. I suppose I'll know when you get here. All there is to do now is wait.



And if you leave here
You leave me broken, shattered, I lie
I'm just a cross hair
I'm just a shot, then we can die


I lied to you. I did, you know it too. I told you I'd only be a minute, that I could handle it, that you should get back to the ship before they saw you too. You looked at me for a moment, cobalt eyes burning into me, you said goodbye with your eyes, and then you left. It stung that you didn't think I would get out alive, but I knew I couldn't, and I suppose somewhere deep down you knew I couldn't too.

My blood is dripping from the slash across my arm. They've already been in to beat me. You could never have gotten here in time, I know you always wanted to be my guardian angel.

Actually, who am I kidding? You never cared that much. Well, lemme rephrase that. You never let yourself care that much. Oh, you forget about your eyes. Your eyes tell me everything. Every single word you could never say, every deepest desire - you aren't as stoic as you think you are...

The alarm rings.

Suicide it is.

I know I won't be leaving here with you


I hear soldiers running through the corridors, I know they're probably running the wrong way. The door opens and I shield my eyes from the bright red lights. You stand there, like some messenger of God, come to take me out.

I see the gun in your hand, flashing dully in the lights, I know I won't be leaving here with you.

I say don't you know
You say you don't go
I say... take me out!


Your eyes are sad, worried, something beyond anger. I blink rapidly in the dim light. You come towards me, your very presence makes me shake, I forgot you could do that to me. Blue eyes to drown in, your tanned hand grasps my shirt, hard. You rip it down the center, never leaving my gaze. You tear a long shred off and bind my arm with it. I look at you disbelievingly. You aren't even mad.

"Heero." I whisper it into the darkness. You put a finger to my lips. Your body says "perfect soldier" your eyes say "I almost lost you". Your vice-like grip encircles my wrist. I wince as you pull me up. The bruised ribs and broken leg are protesting. I almost fall back down. A small growl escapes those lips and you reach to pull me up on your shoulder. I back away. "Heero. This won't work."

I say you don't show
Don't move, time is slow
I say... take me out!


There is still chaos outside but you and I, we're here together. All is silent between us. You don't believe me, you don't believe what I'm asking you. You blink rapidly, I see something on your eyelashes - tears maybe? The perfect soldier, crying? Then again, I always could see though you, and you through me.

I reach out to you, laying a hand on your rapidly beating heart - with what, fear? I gaze into your eyes, trying to crack a smile. "Time's running out. You know what you have to do." My eyes cut to the gun in your right hand. You follow my gaze. Slowly you master yourself into the Perfect Soldier, you nod - mission accepted eh? I meet your eyes once more, you try your best to block emotion out, but it isn't working very well, is it? "Heero." I raise your hand with the gun, placing it perfectly between my eyes. You breathe deeply. I move my hand to cup your cheek. I tilt my head slightly and rasp through tears, "I love you. I always have. Through heaven and hell Heero, heaven and hell."

If I move this could die
If I move this could die
I want you...to take me out!


There's a serene silence and a thousand emotions scream through your eyes. Disbelief. Anger. Sorrow. Regret. Love. My eyes widen at the last one, as you pull the trigger. Take me out. I knew you would.

You never fail.



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