disclaimer: i don't own either hee-chan or duo-kun. if i did i wouldn't need to write these now would i?
“duo?”
the sound of his name in that deep, sexy voice hummed pleasantly in duo’s subconscious. he smiled to himself sleepily and snuggled closer to the warm, bare chest pressed against him.
“duo? you awake?”
the braided boy refused to answer. he was on the verge of dreamland and took refuge in the soft bedsheets.
beside him, heero sighed and tightened his arms around his koi. of course he was asleep. duo had some sort of talent for falling asleep almost instantly. usually, it never would have bothered heero. tonight, though, it left him feeling very alone.
closing his eyes, heero kissed duo’s hair and wound his fingers through the chestnut strands. assuming the other boy couldn’t hear him, he began talking to him softly.
“how come you love me, duo? i know why i love you. i love your smile; the way you’re always looking to cheer me up. i love how beautiful you are; from your playful eyes to your silken hair. i love all your little quirks and the way you can make your every movement so sexy and enticing. but mostly i love your heart and soul. they’re so clean and pure; full of trust and innocence and life. you’re not the god of death, duo. you’re and angel of life and the only reason for my life.
a few tears slipped out from heero’s eyes and slid slowly down his face. he trailed his fingers over duo’s naked back, soft and soothing, in a gentle rhythm.
“that’s why i can’t understand why you love me. how can such a pure and beautiful soul love one so evil and bloodstained? i’m probably not even human. i’m more of a monster; some evil experiment brought into creation for the sole purpose of war an destruction. it’s amazing i could break away from so much training and innocent killing to become capable of love. i guess that just shows how perfect you are to affect me so much. i wonder if i’m hurting or destroying you by clinging on to you. would you be better off without something so evil for a lover? maybe. . . .”
as heero was talking, his words had slowly begun registering in duo’s mind. now he lay clinging tightly to him; his eyes wide in horror and trembling just slightly. heero couldn’t really believe that about himself, could he? it wasn’t true! it wasn’t!
“YAMETE!!” duo shrieked sitting up in bed. heero jerked up and away from him in surprise.
“duo?! you’re awake?!”
tears streamed down the american’s face as he stared at his lover. “i heard everything.”
heero’s eyes widened, and he groped wildly for some kind of answer. “i-i....”
duo’s fists clenched and unclenched as he tried to get himself under control. “how can you say that stuff, heero? how can you even think it?”
the japanese boy stared down at his hands and remained silent. he blinked rapidly to keep the wetness from his eyes.
slowly, duo began to calm down and stop shaking. he reached out to gently caress his beloved’s cheek with his hand. “god....oh god, heero! you could never be an evil monster! never!”
heero couldn’t hold it in anymore and the tear flowed freely. duo pulled the trembling form onto his lap and held him tightly.
“hee-chan, listen to me. we’ve all been through hell in this war. i’ve been stained with innocent blood just like you. no,” he held a finger to his lover’s lips to stop his protests. “i know you’re supposed to be the perfect soldier and some non-human weapon, but that’s just bs. weapons can’t love and can’t feel, but you do. you care about me and the other boys and all those civilians, ne?”
heero nodded slowly but kept his face hidden in duo’s chest.
“that makes you a human; not a weapon, not a monster and not evil. i love you just as much as you love me, heero. do you really think i’d lie about that?” the american tilted the other boy’s head until their eyes locked. “you wanna know why i love you, koi? i love your wild spirit and strong heart. i love all the little ways you show you care; cute, backhand compliments, helping me with my hair, letting me sleep in when we both know i shouldn’t. i love your loyalty to friends and possessiveness over me. i love how beautiful you are: your deep eyes, perfect lips....” duo trailed off for a minute and smirked seeing hs words’ affects. “how damn fine your ass looks in spandex.”
“duo!” heero tried to glare at him but broke down into a smile at the laughter in his eyes.
the american leaned into his beloved, capturing his mouth in a heated kiss. pulling back minutes later, he stared intensely at the other boy. “i mean it, heero. you are a precious human being, and it scares me that you think so little of yourself.”
“i....” heero hung his head. “gomen nasai, koi. it’s just rooted so deeply. i don’t know how else to see myself.”
a finger traced his face gently. “the same as you see me—someone special. you’ll learn, hee-chan and i’ll help you.” duo smiled and nudged his nose with his own. “and we’ll always have each other to remind us just how loved we are.”
~owari~