This is my impromtu attempt at a 5x4, on of the rarest couples i have yet too see on the net.
Wrote this this morning when i was in the zone. The Boys are not mine but the fic and Tale are.
Shounen ai and angst, some sap.
**Enjoy!**
The gundam Shenlong swept over the battlefield with a bone-chilling war cry, destroying Oz mobile suits left and right. With it's dragon claw it ripped through the hearts of the enemy machines, spewing fiery rain over the terrified soldiers. Like an unstoppable force it devastated the dwindling troops, leaving nothing but scorched debris in his wake. Finally the battle was over, the mission complete.
This saddened the great beast as he found himself always alone. His heart twisted with eternal anger, pain and the piercing loneliness that filled the void in his heart.
As the great machine blasted off, the pilot sighed. The fighting held no meaning anymore. All he did was eat, sleep and destroy what he was told. He hardly talked to anyone, even his fellow pilots. They left him alone because they thought it was what he wanted. But it wasn't. He wanted to be with them, talk to them, laugh but like a fool he kept himself aloof. Away from them, from friendship, from love.
It was just like his marriage, as political as it may have been, Mei ran had held his heart in a vice just the same. Though they quarreled and fought, she was still in his heart. His pride and arrogance in youth had deprived him of what time they had together and when she died he was inconsolable. His heart hurt, the emptiness inside eating away a little everyday.
One day the great dragon was flying over the countryside when he spotted a fallen angel lying in a clearing. His first thoughts were to pass it by or devour it but as he saw the delicate creature shiver from the cold he took pity.
He was steering Shenlong towards the thick forest enclave where he harbored his mammoth machine when he spotted a broken sickle blade from the gundam Sand rock. Upon further investigation he found the damaged gundam prone near the base of a tall cliff. He carefully landed his gundam as close as possible to the other and vaulted out of the cockpit onto Sandrock. Quatre lay unconscious in his machine, blood from a small gash in the temple running down his face. Wufei gently raised that blonde out of the harness and jumped down to the forest floor where he lay the boy on the soft grass.
With his heated breath he made a great fire to keep the angel warm. With his terrible claws he dug a water hole from which the angel could drink. And with his mighty wings he sheltered the exquisite creature from the cold and biting wind.
With the first aid kit he always kept in Shenlong he patched up Quatre's wounds, soothing the pain with some Chinese salve that he learned how to make from a healer back on the colony. Twilight was slowly creeping in from over the mountains. It was going to be night soon and with nightfall came the chilly wind. He gathered twigs and leaves from around the camp and built a fire to keep them warm. From his gundam he retrieved a flask of water, some rations and the thick blanket he kept for sleeping when he spent the night in the mobile suit.
He lay next to Quatre, keeping the boy close to the warmth of the fire and wrapped the blanket around them both. An aching loss filled his chest as the beautiful blonde snuggled closer to him instinctively. He wrapped his arms around the slim frame, breathing in the boy's scent. Blonde hair tickled his nose and lips as the boy slipped his head into the warm crook of Wufei's neck.
To feel a warm body against his in such an intimate embrace was bittersweet for the Chinese teen, so close to something so beautiful and pure, yet so far out of reach. He knew that Quatre was in love with Trowa Barton and that he couldn't hold a candle against the Heavyarms pilot for the blonde's affection. He sighed and closed his eyes tight to stop the tears that were threatening to come.
All night he kept vigil over the heavenly visitor. In the morning the little angel awoke. He was warm and safe. There was a healthy fire nearby, a water hole from which to drink, for he was very thirsty and a warm body next to his, keeping him warm.
As the first rays of the dawn's light shone over the two gundams, Quatre awoke. He felt comforting warmth and settled back into it happily. He listened in silence to the heart beating steadily in the chest below his cheek. The last thing he remembered was fighting off his Oz pursuers and crashing as soon as he had gotten out of their sight. He opened his eyes; an olive skinned muscular torso in a black tank top lay just under his fingertips.
The familiar weight of an arm pressed against his back. He looked up at the serene face, relaxed in slumber. It was Wufei who had saved him. Velvet eyes fluttered open to catch his own and he smiled into them.
Vagulan slowly backed away, expecting to see fear, anger or even disgust in the beautiful angel's eyes. But instead he found, love. The pure love that only angels can give and it warmed his heart.
Wufei awoke to smiling blue eyes. Quatre was awake. Reluctantly he disentangled himself from their precarious sleeping positions and went to retrieve the flask of water, missing the flash of disappointment of the blonde's face. Slowly and wordlessly he helped the boy to sit up and drink, his throat choked with overwhelming emotion. The sense of loss that came with the morning was harsh and merciless. Quatre watched as he packed the camp things together, checking and over checking everything in order to keep himself busy.
"Wufei" Quatre spoke and he froze.
He turned to face the Sandrock pilot slowly and gasped at the emotion that shone clearly in the boy's beautiful eyes. Quatre stood slowly and walked toward him, his mere movements seemed so graceful.
The angel lay his tiny hand against the mighty dragon and began to sing, sing with joy, with thanks and with love.
The Chinese boy shuddered helplessly as the blonde lay a gentle hand against his chest. He knew that the heavy beating of his heart could be felt through Quatre's delicate fingertips.
"Wufei" the blonde whispered as he drew his face closer to the ebony haired pilot.
Wufei closed his eyes as Quatre's kiss dissolved his world. The blonde slipped his tender arms around Wufei's neck to tighten the embrace. With one swift movement the Chinese boy swept his strong arms around the slim beauty and lifted him off the ground with a deep, demanding kiss. Blood rushed in his ears as Quatre's soft moaning danced on his eardrums like sweet music.
The terrible dragon's heart warmed over and with a swoop of his mighty wings he took to the air with the angel on his back. Dancing in the sky with a loud cry of joy.
When they finally broke the kiss he looked deep into Quatre's eyes for any doubt. He wanted this for so long that he could bear rejection now. What he saw was pure love and affection from the blonde pilot. He drowned in blue heaven as the petit blonde leaned in for another kiss. Whatever doubt he harbored flew away as soft tender lips caressed his mouth.
The taste was so sweet he thought he could never get enough. For the first time in his short life Wufei was truly happy. He let out a whoop of joy and swung the laughing Quatre around. His heart was full, full of love and hope. He looked down into windows of cloudless sky and knew that it was going to be forever.
Happily ever after they stayed together, the mighty dragon and the beautiful angel.
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