Title: The eyes of love.

Author: Adalisa

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Summary: Champ makes a sad reflection.

Rating: G

Warnings: M/M content. Not exactly a relationship, but m/m nevertheless.

Pairing: Champ/Trevor

Disclaimer: Everyone here is property of ABC and TriStar Columbia Pictures, even if they didn't realize what a wonderful story they had in their hands, and didn't treated them as they should have. So after I'm done with them, I'll put them back in their places just as I found them.

Spoilers: First Loves

Series: Definitions of Love (Pt. 3)

Notes: Now it's a series. I really, really should do something about the plague of Plot bunnies that have decided to stay in my house.

By Adalisa.

Full of life, full of energy... Eyes where a man can loose himself, fall inside their glorious depth and never come up.

That's why I try very hard to avoid Trevor's eyes.

Because if I did... I would be very willing to drown in them. I know. You must think I'm insane. Just one week ago, I wouldn't think of him as something else than my insane roommate and... Well... the world's insane. That's a good explanation for me.

Don't ask. I really don't need to think about this.

Because, you see... Every time I think of it, of what Trevor means to me, I find myself thinking on first loves. And I really don't want to go there.

I realized this two days ago.

I had just come to terms with the fact that I'm in love with Trevor, even when everybody thinks he is insane, and then fate throws this new bomb into my life.

It was amateur night at Taggerty's, and as always, Trevor was doubling as barman and Yenta. Dr. Allen was there, looking him with far more attention that usual.

I would have asked what was wrong, but I was a little distracted. My best friend from College was playing that night.

Shelia Gill has always been there for me, and when she called to tell me that she was escaping from her Record Company, I was thrilled. Sure, it is bad that the girl always escapes success and happiness, but I needed someone to talk about my feelings.

Someone who would answer, I mean. No offense, you're a great listening. Anyway, when Sheila finished her song, she immediately hugged me as I introduced her to Clarie and Trevor... Praying that Sheila would say something to erase the 'I-found-a-new-possible-couple' look from Trevor's eyes.

She did.

Kind of. She told us about her first and only love, her neighbor from when she was 13... whom she had never seen after moving out, the day she confessed her love.

Of course, Trevor _had_ to convince us to go and find him... And surprisingly, Dr. Allen agreed.

So the next day we went, just we four in Sheila's limousine, in a mission of love.

At first, everything was fine... We were on the road, talking about our lives. Sheila told us a lot of stories about Lister, Dr. Allen confided us the story of her first love... But something went wrong.

We stopped to get something to eat, and suddenly Trevor changed. He seemed somehow down. He acted aggressive against Dr. Allen -I'll have to admit _that_ gave me some sort of pleasure- and snapped at me when I was telling the story of _my_ first love.

I wish I could make myself believe he was jealous.

By the time we found Paul's home, Trevor was a little more himself, but he kept antagonizing Dr. Allen. Then Sheila meet Lister again, and like in a fairy tale, they kissed.

But it didn't end quite happily.

The guy who opened the door for Sheila wasn't her Lister. It was his little brother, Brian. Sure, they hooked, so now Trevor has 7 couples in his countdown... But Sheila's first love...

I'm thinking again about what I wanted to ignore. So I better face it. You see, first loves have something in common. They always end badly. My love for Trevor... it is in may ways a first love.

It is the first time I fall in love with a man... he has never fallen in love.

And if he falls in love with a mortal... if he even sleeps with a mortal... he'll loose his ticket to Mt. Olympus.

It's hopeless. If he doesn't return my love, my heart breaks. If he does feel the same way I do... I cannot think of that. I cannot ask him to loose _all_ just for me.

So the only thing I can do is hope he'll never notice... and avoid his eyes.

Because if I fall in the lure of those golden pools, I know what he will see in my eyes.

He will see himself reflected back.

My eyes, full of the sight of love.

The End.

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Adalisa

-Obi Wan and Darth Maul Rule!

(WhiteKnight's own Dama de los AU)