Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Bloody Valentine ❯ Chapter 1
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: KentraShinataku02 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 01.18.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 727 | Visits: 550 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 01.18.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 727 | Visits: 550 | Status: Completed
Bloody Valentine
Part One
~Oh my love,
Please don't cry,
I'll wash my bloody hands,
and we'll start a new life,
I don't know much at all;
I don't know wrong from right,
All I know is that
I love you tonight~
Wufei flung open the door and stumbled inside, half dazed from the alcohol he had consumed only an hour before. His friend and roommate, Duo Maxwell was asleep on the couch, wearing only a pair of loose black pants. His boyfriend, Heero, was lying over his chest, equally clad. Duo's braid was draped softly over Hero's back, honey and chestnut flowing together and seeming like a rope made of nothing but beauty. Wufei grasped the opportunity to admire Duo's soft face, the face of the boy he loved, the boy who could never return that love. He resisted the urge to touch him, his face, his skin, anything his as long as it contained his essence. Suddenly, Duo stirred. Wufei decided that being caught watching them would probably not result well. He glanced again at the waking boy's face before quickly disappearing down the dark hallway.
Duo yawned, revealing his bright blue eyes to the dim living room. The only light came from two tap lights in the corner, only enough to illuminate the face of his sleeping love. He brought his fingers to Heero's back and gently trailed them up his perfect, pale skin.
//I wonder if Wufei is home yet.//
Duo glanced at the wall clock, seeing that it was nearly 3:00 a.m. His wandering fingers had found Heero's unruly hair and basked in the delicate ocean of brown silk. His eyes fell back to Heero's face and met eyes of steel blue staring back at him. Duo smiled at the sight of his waking love.
"Why time is it?" Heero asked sleepily.
"Almost 3. I'm going to go check to see if Wufei is home yet. I don't want to find him passed out on the front porch again, especially not when it's this cold outside."
He scooped Heero in his arms and laid him back down like a child on the couch before retreating to Wufei's bedroom. Lately, Wufei hadn't been doing too well; he stayed out late and came home drunk, if he came home at all. The night held no boundaries for Wufei, the cold sting of the dark air gave him a charge like nothing else could. The blank air splashed over him like oceanic waves, the wind drowning him in his own euphoria. Staying out late had become an addiction to the boy whose hair was as black as the midnight he loved. The night held a feeling of trouble and danger, but Duo knew that Wufei was in for a greater risk. He had been brought home by the police twice in the last month, and was known to be found lying unconscious in various areas of the house.
Duo turned the stiff doorknob to Wufei's room, praying to his non-existent god that Wufei was lying asleep beneath his covers.
Suddenly Duo wished that he hadn't entered the room. The floor was covered in the usual empty bottles and cans, but lying upon Wufei's bed was a vast collection of guns and knives. Wufei was kneeling on the floor loading a small hand gun as Duo glared down at him.
"What are you doing, Wufei?" he asked steadily.
Wufei just stared back.
+
"Where's Heero?" Wufei asked while retracting a small red apple from the refrigerator.
"He had to go back home for a while. He's busy studying for some of his college tests." Duo shrugged. He looked at the slightly older boy closely.
"Hey, Wufei?"
"Yes?" he asked, an eyebrow rose.
"Are you doing... alright?"
"Of course I am," Wufei replied automatically. //It only you knew Duo, If only you knew what goes on inside my head. You wouldn't even recognize me anymore.// "Why do you ask?"
"Well, you know... you've been drinking a lot more lately, and getting in trouble with the police. And you were loading that gun last night. I just want to make sure you're not hurting yourself," he paused, "or anybody else."
"I'm fine Duo. And I'm not going to hurt anybody."
//Except your little boyfriend. I promise you, my last bullet will be the one that goes through Heero Yuy's head.//
Part One
~Oh my love,
Please don't cry,
I'll wash my bloody hands,
and we'll start a new life,
I don't know much at all;
I don't know wrong from right,
All I know is that
I love you tonight~
Wufei flung open the door and stumbled inside, half dazed from the alcohol he had consumed only an hour before. His friend and roommate, Duo Maxwell was asleep on the couch, wearing only a pair of loose black pants. His boyfriend, Heero, was lying over his chest, equally clad. Duo's braid was draped softly over Hero's back, honey and chestnut flowing together and seeming like a rope made of nothing but beauty. Wufei grasped the opportunity to admire Duo's soft face, the face of the boy he loved, the boy who could never return that love. He resisted the urge to touch him, his face, his skin, anything his as long as it contained his essence. Suddenly, Duo stirred. Wufei decided that being caught watching them would probably not result well. He glanced again at the waking boy's face before quickly disappearing down the dark hallway.
Duo yawned, revealing his bright blue eyes to the dim living room. The only light came from two tap lights in the corner, only enough to illuminate the face of his sleeping love. He brought his fingers to Heero's back and gently trailed them up his perfect, pale skin.
//I wonder if Wufei is home yet.//
Duo glanced at the wall clock, seeing that it was nearly 3:00 a.m. His wandering fingers had found Heero's unruly hair and basked in the delicate ocean of brown silk. His eyes fell back to Heero's face and met eyes of steel blue staring back at him. Duo smiled at the sight of his waking love.
"Why time is it?" Heero asked sleepily.
"Almost 3. I'm going to go check to see if Wufei is home yet. I don't want to find him passed out on the front porch again, especially not when it's this cold outside."
He scooped Heero in his arms and laid him back down like a child on the couch before retreating to Wufei's bedroom. Lately, Wufei hadn't been doing too well; he stayed out late and came home drunk, if he came home at all. The night held no boundaries for Wufei, the cold sting of the dark air gave him a charge like nothing else could. The blank air splashed over him like oceanic waves, the wind drowning him in his own euphoria. Staying out late had become an addiction to the boy whose hair was as black as the midnight he loved. The night held a feeling of trouble and danger, but Duo knew that Wufei was in for a greater risk. He had been brought home by the police twice in the last month, and was known to be found lying unconscious in various areas of the house.
Duo turned the stiff doorknob to Wufei's room, praying to his non-existent god that Wufei was lying asleep beneath his covers.
Suddenly Duo wished that he hadn't entered the room. The floor was covered in the usual empty bottles and cans, but lying upon Wufei's bed was a vast collection of guns and knives. Wufei was kneeling on the floor loading a small hand gun as Duo glared down at him.
"What are you doing, Wufei?" he asked steadily.
Wufei just stared back.
+
"Where's Heero?" Wufei asked while retracting a small red apple from the refrigerator.
"He had to go back home for a while. He's busy studying for some of his college tests." Duo shrugged. He looked at the slightly older boy closely.
"Hey, Wufei?"
"Yes?" he asked, an eyebrow rose.
"Are you doing... alright?"
"Of course I am," Wufei replied automatically. //It only you knew Duo, If only you knew what goes on inside my head. You wouldn't even recognize me anymore.// "Why do you ask?"
"Well, you know... you've been drinking a lot more lately, and getting in trouble with the police. And you were loading that gun last night. I just want to make sure you're not hurting yourself," he paused, "or anybody else."
"I'm fine Duo. And I'm not going to hurt anybody."
//Except your little boyfriend. I promise you, my last bullet will be the one that goes through Heero Yuy's head.//