| Minna-san, I�m back! So sorry about the lack of fics lately but I�ve had so much to do and no time to do it in. As a matter of fact, I still don�t! I have websites to built/run/fix and MLs to harass and college to attend and stories to write and AHHHHHH!!! ::clutches head:: Too much! Where�s my migraine medicine?! Where in the HELL is my CHOCOLATE!?!?! Rynvi: Whoa, girl! Calm down before you blow a gasket or somethin�! We�ll take it from here; you go rest or hunt for sugar or something�.. Ryoukai! Alright minna-san, I leave you to my muses. Hm, is that such a good thing to do? Alisande: Of course! We will take most gracious care of them. Now you go look after yourself. Go on now, my Lady�� ::pushes DarkAngel away:: Very well then. I am Alisande, muse of all that is elegant and romantic and�.. ::is interrupted by a raspberry:: Kiagara: Like hell! You�re queen of sap and that�s it! Quit acting all high and mighty! Alisande: :sniffs:: Well, this is my fic so I should introduce it�. My inspiration led her to this work of art. So now go away! The Lady entrusted us to do this and be gracious about it. No scaring the guests! Kiagara: Oh go eat a tart you snot! Alisande: NANI!?! Rynvi: Before this goes any further, the warnings. 1x2/2x1 (as usual) with a more-then-healthy dosage of sap, angst, and self-depressing. Ah, I believe all the characters are normal, although I�m not to sure about that�.. C&C is incredibly desired so the author doesn�t go off the deep end. On to the fic! Hero By Lady DarkAngel Song by David Crosby and Phil Collins It was one of those great stories That you can�t put down at night [Duo is writing in his diary. He stops and checks over his entry. Nothing really unusual. Mission reports, pranks successfully pulled off, list of snacks scarffed, and......number of times he caught himself drooling over his silent partner. He slipped a covert glance towards Heero who still at that ever-damned laptop. The Japanese boy was typing up Kami-sama knows what; had been since they arrived and would continue to until the stupid thing was finished, no matter what ungodly hour that was. He drank in the sight of his secret crush for as long as he dared and then returned to his entry. The nightly ritual never changed...... Not even when they had a mission in a few hours.] The hero knew what he had to do And he wasn�t afraid to fight [Wing Zero confronts the dozens of Mobile Dolls in front of it without any sign of retreat. Quatre is screaming at Heero to fall back like the rest of them but he ignores the pleas. The mission must be accomplished. There is no other course of action. The base before them was still standing; unacceptable. Ninmu ryoukai. He simply has to complete the mission. Duo sighed and raced to help his partner. Left on his own, there would be no guarantee Heero would make it out alive. Duo would be damned before he let that happen. With a furious shriek, he pushed Deathscythe to its limits to rescue his suicidal partner.] The villain goes to jail While the hero goes free It wish it were that simple for me [Somehow, between the two suits, Duo and Heero manage to succeed. Wing Zero has been heavily damaged but Deathscythe has not escaped unscathed either. As the remains of the base burn in the background, Duo flips is blood-matted bangs back and screams Heero�s name into the comm. No response. There hasn�t been one for the last few minutes. Only the low hiss of an empty channel and a blank vidscreen. The American is getting desperate now. He reaches over to open the cockpit hatch when the static resolved into a familiar noncommittal grunt. He lest out an explosive sigh of relief and then preceded to whine Heero�s ears off. All he got as a response was the usual �Hn� and �Baka�.] And the reason that she loved him Was the reason I loved him too [Arriving back at the safehouse brings its own danger. Waiting out front was that ugly pink limo belonging to Duo�s archrival. When the suits touch down, she smiles broadly and races over. The second Heero is out of the gundam, she�s glomped onto him like a starved leech. Blabbing on about how worried she was, she escorts the injured Wing Zero pilot to the house. Duo jumps down from Deathscythe, intending to follow but collapses instead. His head wound is worse then he had guessed. Watching the sky swirl above him, he can dimly hear the others rushing towards him. He rolls on to his side and is greeted with a sight of Relena trying to drag Heero inside, proclaiming the rest of the pilots can take care of the fallen American and that he simply *must* look after himself. The Japanese boy offers her an icy death glare and shrugs her off. He walks over to his partner and, despite his own injures, helps him into the safehouse. Relena sighs affectionately at this example of selflessness in her beloved. Duo is grateful for the concern and secretly pleased that Heero would do such a thing for him��] And he never wondered what was right or wrong He just knew He just knew [Threading in and out of consciousness, Duo is aware of a steady presence by his side. After having his head wound dressed, he is practically carried upstairs to their room. Duo knows that, along with Heero, Relena and Quatre are in the room as well. Relena is begging Heero to leave the Deathscythe pilot and let her take care of him at a hospital nearby. Quatre frowns and asks in a slightly acidic voice if she plans on taking Duo there as well. The utterly blank look on her face is proof enough the thought never crossed her mind and now that it had, she was most displeased with it. She sniffs a reply that his injuries aren�t as serious and that two pilots would draw more attention then one. The Arab whirls to give her the berating of a lifetime when Heero�s low monotone stops him. He looks the Queen of the World straight in the eye and states that his partner receives the same level of care he will, if not more. They are both Gundam pilots and contrary to her delusions, Duo is the worse off. No one is going anywhere, expect her. The Japanese boy glares again and tells her she is disturbing them. They need to rest to heal. Somewhere in the silence of his mind, Duo smiles.] Shadow and shade mix together at dawn But by the time you catch their simplicity He�s gone [Duo sleeps fitfully, if you could even call it sleep. Because they suspect a concussion, he must be woken up every few hours. Duo spends his time puzzling over the enigma in spandex he has admired since the very first glimpse. Most of the time, he acted like the American is nothing but a nuisance or potentially worse. Duo had lost count of the death threats, punches and times a gun or other weapon had been put up to his head. He would swear on his future grave that Heero would want nothing more then for him to die and go away, leave him in peace with that damned laptop and his Gundam�... And then something like *this* happens. Feeling the gentle hands shaking him awake again, he tries to focus his eyes in the dim rays of the rising sun and is surprised by what he sees. Heero is standing over him, looking gloriously like an angel and talking softly to him. Duo briefly wonders if this is a dream. The small smile and gentle brush of a hand against his aching forehead was proof enough for him. He followed the quiet instructing to go back to sleep reluctantly. He liked this Heero so much better. Why can�t he stay��] So we sort through the pieces My friends and I [Duo awakens to find the room empty. Before he can get up to see what�s going on, Wufei comes in. He gives the bed-ridden boy the once-over before setting the tray he was carrying down. The Chinese boy asks how he is doing. Duo grimaces and offers a shaky affirmative. Before he could inquire after his partner, Wufei calmly states that Heero collapsed earlier. Apparently his injuries had been severe; he had been hiding most of the pain. Relena had freaked out and, in order to quiet her, they had agreed to let him go the hospital for a time. That was a few days ago. They haven�t heard from Relena since. Duo gets a panicked look on his face and tries desperately to sit up to chase after the Wing Zero pilot. He feels a restraining hand on his shoulder and Wufei gives him a stern glare. He angrily says that he will not let Duo dishonor Heero�s sacrifice. At the confused expression on the Deathscythe pilot�s face, he sighs and reveals the reason that Heero had not said anything. It wasn�t that he was being his usual stoic self; he hadn�t wanted to leave Duo alone in his condition. The Japanese boy had refused treatment until he was sure Duo would be fine. Staying up with him for three straight nights in order to assure nothing would happen to his partner.] Searching through the darkness to find The breaks in the sky [Duo is stunned. Heero stayed with him? Why? Especially if he was hurt too! The Shenlong pilot declares that Duo is going nowhere; the rest of them will look for Heero. Quatre and Trowa were already out searching; Wufei had been here to watch him. But now that Duo was awake, all three could go hunt. Understanding he couldn�t help just yet, Duo quietly wished the Chinese boy luck. With an uncharacteristically soft smile, Wufei reassures his friend that Heero will be back. They will find him�.. No weak onna will keep two comrades of his apart. After he leaves, Duo allows his face to scrunch up into the worry and self-loathing he feels. Heero�s injuries would be worse because he waited for treatment. If it was bad enough to make the Perfect Solider collapse, then�.. And it would be all his fault. Why did Heero stay?] And the reason that she loved him Was the reason I loved him too [Hours pass and still no word. Mired in despair, Duo once again tries to get out of the bed to aid in the search. But the swimming room and blurry vision state quite clearly he�s going nowhere. With a frustrated growl, he falls back onto the mattress and resumed his pointless pondering. What in the Hell possessed the Wing Zero pilot to agree to go with Relena?! He must have known she�d try to make off with him. Damn, and it looks like she succeeded. Why did he go?! A thoroughly unpleasant thought presented itself. What if Heero *wanted* to go? What if all the concern had merely been that; concern for an injured partner and nothing more? The solider in him would have pushed to make sure any loose ends were tied up and they don�t get much looser then a fellow solider in danger of dying. His duty would have been to make sure that didn�t happen. And the mission always comes first�.. Relena is a mission. Protect her to protect peace. Maybe Heero finally chose that mission over him�� With a derisive snort, Duo accepted the inevitability. There was no him to Heero. Just a solider, some to fight with. He�d done his job and moved on. That triple-damned sense of duty strikes again. If only the duty had been to him��] And he never wondered what was right or wrong He just knew He just knew [And Heero�s choice was most likely the right one. He reflected on this for a bit. She really did need his help. Kami-sama knows that girl needs all the help she could get. Her ideals were good but that�s all they were. Heero knows enough about real life to be able to inject some common sense into that thick skull of hers. On the other hand, two stubborn delusional people like that together could do some serious damage�� But she did love him in that weird obsessive way of hers. He wasn�t sure if the Wing Zero pilot felt the same but he probably would in time. The persistent female won�t stop till she has Heero�s heart and soul. A jealous rage clouded his mind and nearly brought tears to his eyes. It�s not fair! The Japanese boy was*his* partner! And Duo loved him more then Relena ever would. She saw Heero as a prize, something to own and coo over. Someone to wow with flashy gifts and grandiose ways of life. Not someone who needs to be made whole by caring attention and little gestures of affection. Not someone who just needs�� Duo sighed again. What did his thoughts matter anyway? Heero made his choice and obviously Duo wasn�t it.] And we wonder Yes we wonder How do you make sense of this [It hurt. Not just the head wound but a dull ache all over that culminated in his chest. His heart hurt so badly�.. The pillow was soaking wet with tearstains and he was vaguely aware that he was sobbing aloud. His hair had long since come unbraided and was flowing loosely over the bed. But it didn�t matter. His Heero was gone. Nothing mattered. He heard the downstairs door open and he knew that someone had come back. He buried his face deeper into the pillow. He didn�t want to know�� The door to his room creaked open and a weight settled down next to him. A soft hand ran through his loose hair and a soft voice asked how he felt. Wait a second, that voice�� Duo jerked his head up and immediately wished he hadn�t. As his vision swam, he felt strong arms grab him and hold him steady. Duo blinked and slowly an apparition appeared. Masaka, it couldn�t be. Heero��] When the hero kills the maiden With his kiss With his kiss [Heero was sitting there with a not-quite-glare in his eyes. If Duo hadn�t hit his head, he would have sworn it was almost friendly�� The Deathscythe pilot checked his partner over. Other then some bandages showing through his shirt indicating broken ribs and a few other bruises, he looked fine. But this was the boy that set his own broken leg without a whimper�� Looks alone couldn�t be trusted. Suddenly he became aware of Heero talking to him. The other had that scowl on his face as he reached for Duo�s forehead and took his temper. That simple touch was like heaven for the braided boy. It was proof Heero was really here�� He listened to the normally taciturn pilot grumble about stupid hysterical females and their delusions. Gradually he realized that the Wing Zero pilot hadn�t willing gone with her; he been unconscious when she had taken him. He just recently escaped from the posh hospital she had so kindly �admitted� him to�� She had found him leaving and tried to convince him to stay on the top of her lungs. It didn�t work. As he got some painkillers for himself and Duo, Heero offered the boy a smirk. Puzzled, the American asked how he got away. The Wing Zero pilot smugly stated that this will be the last they ever see of her��.] It was one of those great stories That you can�t put down at night [Duo really doesn�t want to know anymore. Heero came back of his own free will. It was so hard to believe; the Japanese boy returned to him. The last few days, the stress and concussion all conspired against him and he suddenly felt so tired�� He�ll sort it all out in the morning. The strong arms that held him lowered him to the bed and he was surprised to feel Heero crawl in next to him. He turned drowsy eyes on his partner and asked in a sleepy voice what in the hell he thought he was doing. Heero caught his chin and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. As Duo struggled to recover, the Wing Zero pilot said that this was what had to be done. What should be done. What he wanted to do for so very long��] The hero knew what he had to do And he wasn�t afraid to fight [Heero wraps warm arms around Duo and the Deathscythe pilot snuggles close. The blankets wrap around them, keeping them snug. He murmurs his worries and has them hushed by a hand stroking his face. The darkness is closing in and sleep beckons. As he slips deeper into slumber, he whispers what�s been on his mind and in his heart since he first saw the angel holding him. It might have been his imagination, but those arms seemed to pull him closer�� He rested his head against Heero�s chest and listened to the sound of his breath. So soft and steady. He�s waited so long for this; wished so much that he thought he had exhausted all hope. But here he was, safe and warm in his beloved arms. He whispered it again. I love you Heero; from now until forever.] The villain goes to jail While the hero goes free [The hushed exclamation echoes in the room. Silence reigns. Duo is worried he shouldn�t have said that. Maybe he misunderstood or maybe Heero wasn�t ready�� He tries to lift his head to recant but finds the Wing Zero pilot has trapped his face with both of his hands. He stares into those deep prussian blue eyes, usually so expressionless�.. But now they�re full of soulfire. What was that exactly? Conviction? Duo wasn�t really sure; he�d never seen such a look, especially not in his stoic partner�s eyes. The eyes come closer as Heero leans in for another kiss. After an eternity passed, they had to come for air. The braided boy had never felt so��. He couldn�t even come up with a name for the swirl of emotions he was feeling. All he knew was they were good. Very good. Against his will, he yawned. He heard what sounded suspiciously like a chuckle from the boy next to him. He frowned and Heero kissed his frown away. The hands soothed his forehead gently, taking away the pain.] It wish it were that simple for me Were that simple for me [The Wing Zero pilot whispers that Duo should sleep. He doesn�t want to; he�s too afraid Heero won�t be there when he wakes. Somehow, Heero senses this and murmurs reassurances in his ear. He�ll be here in the morning. He�ll be here always. Duo won�t ever have to worry again. As the Deathscythe pilot drifts off, he hears the sweetest sounds he has ever heard in his young life. Heero�s voice echoes in his mind, carrying a heartfelt promise. Ai shiteru Duo, itsumo zutto��] ~Owari~ Kiagara: AHHHHHH!!!! I think I�m gonna die of sugar shock! Bakayaro, you just made me diabetic! Alisande: ::wipes tears from her eyes:: Simply marvelous�.. A masterpiece, true art. My finest creation and it is worthy�� Kiagara: NANI?!?!? You *LIKED* it?! It was nothing but pure and utter sap! The audience is probably blowing their noses with pancakes by now! Alisande: You horrible, horrible�� whatever you are! How *dare* you insult such beauty! I�ll get you, you monster! Kiagara: Gotta catch me first, you saccharine freak! ::runs as Alisande furiously chases after her:: Rynvi: Gomen nasai, minna-san. My fellow muses are not the sanest of our kind and they have problems getting along. The Lady DarkAngel would greatly appreciate any thoughts on this piece. It was totally spontaneous. She got the song and wrote this on the computer while listening to it, oh I don�t know, *FIFTY* or so times�� So please put her and us out of our misery and tell us what you think. [email protected] is the address. One of us will be waiting for your call. ::screaming in background indicates the battle had begun:: Correction, *I�ll* be waiting�.. Damnit, now I know why she always has a headache�.. 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