Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Astounded ❯ Astounded ( One-Shot )

ASTOUNDED

"What the hell are you doing?" Heero's cold tone sends shivers down my spine. I have his mobile, and he is NOT happy. I turn around to discover the Death Glare I hate so much is once again aimed in my direction.

"Um, helping?" I cringe at the weakness in my voice. Damn Heero for always causing me to sound like a complete baka. I hardly ever form coherent thought around this marvelous specimen of humanity, except maybe when in battle. But then again, that's when I go into auto-pilot mode, and I don't pay attention to anything but what's going on that causes a threat to him or any of the other pilots. I gently place the mobile down on the bed and push it toward Heero.

Heero snatches the mobile from the edge of the bed and sits down to see how much damage I have caused. I guess me being the other computer genius makes him suspicious, because he hates when I get on it. Maybe he's worried I'll find something.

"Baka. You messed up my new program. Now I'll have to redo it ... again." Heero growls and commences typing, ignoring the watery look in the violet depths of my eyes.

[you don't care

how I feel

you care about yourself]

"How can he be so cruel to me? I was only trying to help." I sniff into my pillow and wipe away more tears. Every time I'm around the Wing pilot for more than an hour or two, I end up locked in my room in tears. It just isn't fair.

[I understand

the way you feel

your pity is your wealth]

I know that you ignore your feelings. You never express your anger, even when I really piss you off. Maybe I need to really piss you off for once and see what happens. Hell, even a few curses would be an improvement.

[lost in time

she don't mind the change in the ways

now you're mine

we don't mind the change in the ways]

You got rid of Relena. You told her that you found someone new. I thought that was me. Maybe I was wrong and you just wanted her to go away. I mean, what are you, completely impotent or something? Don't you ever just want to ravage someone so bad that it makes your insides throb violently, even to the point of explosion?

[hey hey hey I just found my way

all you stupid fuckers walk around astounded and drowning

hey hey hey I just found my way

some things can be lost but now I found a new way through it again]

I think I found a way to make you notice me other than in silent fury. If I can just surprise you, I think it'll work. Ahh, but I do hope this is not an exercise in futility.

I remember he kissed me, once. He seemed so sure that he was going to die. Battle can do that to you, I guess. But when he realized that he was going to live, once again, I was merely a distraction that caused only endless annoyance.

No one else understands the pains of this war like I do, and I want to be there to help you when you need it. Well. dammit, this time I'll make sure that you can't ignore me. I'm going to find a way through your rocky countenance to the intelligent and very emotional human being inside of you. I promise.

[I'll never wish

you harm in life

I pray you find your way]

Pain is something that I will never wish on him. I nearly killed myself the last time he was attacked by a wave of mobile suits and came back barely alive. I wonder if he ever felt that way when I was almost killed in battle.

I hope he finds all those emotions he lost after his 'retraining.' Killing that little girl was probably the worst thing that ever happened to Heero. Now he's hidden all emotion, scared that it will cause him to care for someone else, who might be fatally wounded by his own careless mistakes. I want him to be happy. The only way that I could be happy was if he was.

[I have found

I'll live my life

discovering my fate]

I know that as I live, I will discover what I'm supposed to do and have and be in this life. Maybe it involves him, and maybe not, but I need it to. I want it to. I can hardly stand to not be in the same house as him, but I also can't stand it. I can't stand it because I know how I feel and I can't tell him until he discovers how he feels. Ohh... stupid pride. That's the only thing stopping me, really. I can't get past my fear of rejection. I wish he would give me just a small sign. Anything at all.

[lost in time

she don't mind the change in the ways

now you're mine

we don't mind the change in the ways]

I walk into his room. Typing, as usual. I stand behind him for a minute. Maybe he'll notice me. If not, I'll make you. After a few minutes, I reach towards his neck.

"Don't touch me" echoes in my ears. Pain rips its way through my chest, but I can't turn back now. I'll never have the courage for this again. I reach again towards his neck and brush away the unruly hair.

He growls, but I won't give up. I lean down and gently press my lips to the side of his neck. He becomes deathly stiff. I hope he doesn't turn around and hit me, but I'll just have to take that chance. As my lips slowly caress the creamy neck below them, I hear him growl softly.

The next thing I know, I've been pulled around and plopped down into his lap, his small lips roughly teasing mine. He runs those gorgeous hands of his up my back and I squirm, realizing that, yes, Heero Yuy, Mr. Perfect Soldier, is currently attacking me carnivorously, the evidence of his feelings pushing against my bottom. And, yes, that was his hand that just touched my own arousal. "Nnnn... Do it again."

"Ne... Heero. Touch me again." I manage to breathe out my request as his fingers glide over my body.

"Bed. Now." The command would have easily been followed, had we not been playing tonsil hockey for the last few minutes. My knees dematerialized as I tried to pull myself off him long enough to move. He drags me to his bed, shoving me down beneath him as his fingers dance all over my skin. Oh dear Shinigami, I never thought I'd experience heaven with my clothes on. Speaking of those, they seem to be in his way, for he's ripping them off rather effectively.

I suck in a quick breath when my new black pants are ripped wide open.

"I'm going to-" I cut him off with my tongue.

"Screw me brainless?" I then finish. He nods and then slips a finger into me, driving me crazy.

[hey hey hey I just found my way

all you stupid fuckers walk around astounded and drowning

hey hey hey I just found my way

some things can be lost but now I found a new way through it again]

Rock. Moan. Breathe. Back and forth. The motion drives me slowly insane. Remember to breathe. I don't see how people can live without this! It's so beautiful, and I think I've found my heaven on Earth.

[hey hey hey I just found my way

all you stupid fuckers walk around astounded and drowning

hey hey hey I just found my way

some things can be lost but now I found a new way through it again]

Pant. Moan. Cry out. "Oh… Heero!!! Oohhh…" My moans are mixing with his to create a symphony of ecstasy. Oh, dear Gods…. I need him to walk me over that edge I crave so much right now.

[hey hey hey I just found my way

all you stupid fuckers walk around astounded and drowning

hey hey hey I just found my way

some things can be lost but now I found a new way through it again]

I can feel it. It's coming, that place in oblivion where dreams become reality and love conquers all. Breathe. Remember to breathe. That's all I have to do. He slams into me furiously. Oh, dear, sweet, lover….. this just can't get any better… stars shine in my eyes as you explode inside me.

[new way through it, a new way through it again]

"You're gonna be sore tomorrow." He whispers softly in my ear.

"I know, but it was worth it." I snuggle into his embrace as he holds me tighter. I think he actually believes I could let go of him. But not now. Not after I've had a taste of what he can do to me, and how he makes me feel. I could never leave him. I love him.

And I'm astounded. How could I ever love someone? Me, the one who loses everyone…..but I can't lose him. Not now, not ever.

"Koi? I hope you're not thinking you're going to lose me. You're not, because I won't let it happen." He kisses the top of my head, and I fall into a heavy sleep, content to wake in his arms, like it was meant to be.