Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Come to Me ❯ One-Shot

Ah, a quiet day with the room all to myself. Heero's off on yet
another mission. I could dance around the room naked, if I felt like
it, which I don't. Heero and all of them think of me as an idiot. But
I'm not, the buffoon is just a mask that I wear to keep from having
to share the real me. People who've known the real me have died.
The people I've loved have died. And though we're all going to die,
probably sooner than later, I don't want to tempt fate by loving any
of them. Though, if I'm honest with myself, it's already too late.
One silent, moody pilot has already captured my heart, despite my
best efforts.

And speak of the devil, Heero's back. Wing looks pretty beat up, it
must have been a rough mission. I wonder how Heero is. He's
probably hurt and he's not going to want to accept any help. Of
course he wouldn't, the Perfect Soldier doesn't need help. Ah, the
door. I hear Quatre cry out when he sees Heero. And he continues
bugging Heero about letting him look at the injuries, actually
following him up the stairs! Three, two, one, and the door swings
open. Damn, he looks like hell! I push up off the bed as Heero slams
the door in Quatre's face with a, "Hn."

Heero turns and faces me, expecting to be annoyed. I can tell from
the look on his face. It hurts that he only thinks of me as an
annoyance. What's that look on his face for now? He actually looks
faintly surprised and...thoughtful? Then it registers with me. I
still have Gustav Holst's The Planets playing on the stereo. Jupiter,
Bringer of Jolity, at the moment. And he's probably in shock that
I've actually been silent for the 10 seconds he's been in the room.
God, I hate being a cynic.

I stand up, knowing I wear an unusually serious look, and cross over
to Heero. He's going to get help if I have to tie him down or knock
him out to do it. I won't let him destroy himself piece by piece.
Though, just once, I wish that he would ask me for help. Just once.

{come to me
i'll take care of you
protect you
calm, calm down
you're exhausted
come lie down
you don't have to explain
i understand}

"Sit down before you fall down," I order, pulling the first aid kit
out. Heero opens his mouth to argue and I give him one of his own
death-glares. Amazingly he falls silent, and lets me look him over.
I don't speak as I clean and bandage his wounds. In fact, I barely
look at him, afraid that if I do, he'll see the tenderness and love
that are almost drowning me. I only look at him when I'm done, and I
start in surprise at the look on his face. The Perfect Soldier
showing emotion? If it were anyone other than Heero I'd say it was
contentment, and maybe trust. The love inside me wells up, and it is
unbelievably painful not to speak my feelings. I turn away, knowing
he doesn't want to see this, when his hand snaps out and stops me.
"What is it, Duo?"

{you know
that i adore you
you know
that i love you
so don't make me say it
it would burst the bubble
break the charm}

I want to scream. I can't tell him. It would change things beyond
recognition. And if he pushed me away, assuming he didn't kill me, I
wouldn't be able to stand it. Living with even these small moments
is better than nothing at all. I can survive on scraps because I have
to. Tears prickle behind my eyes. I pull away, "N-nothing."

"Nothing? You may run, you may hide, but you don't lie, Duo. Don't
try to start now." I hear him stand up and move behind me.

A wave of anger rises up unexpectedly inside me. Without thinking,
I lash out. "What do you want from me Heero? Better yet, WHY
do you want anything from me? You're the Perfect Soldier," I can't
keep the bitterness from my voice, so I turn mocking instead.

A surprisingly gentle hand turns me around to face him, and I see a
face alive with conflict. The emotionless Perfect Soldier is cracking
and there's actually...emotion in there. And what emotion. Staring
at him, I suddenly understand. He cares, he cares a lot, but he's
buried it so that he could be the Perfect Soldier. He'd been the
Perfect Soldier for too long to know how to feel, but that didn't
mean that the feelings weren't there. And the next step lay with me.
I opened my arms to him, holding my breath.

{jump off
your building's on fire
i'll catch you
i'll catch you
destroy all that is keeping you back
and then i'll nurse you
i'll nurse you}

After what seems like an eternity, Heero steps forward into the
circle of my arms and I pull him close. My suddenly released breath
stirs his hair, brushing across his neck. I feel him shiver and
move slightly closer into my embrace. It feels so right to hold him, to
feel him holding me. Holding me? Oh my God, he IS holding me. This
can't be real. This is just too perfect, too dream-like. I
involuntarily tighten my arms around him, to keep this piece of
paradise from slipping away. Only his faint grunt lets me know that
I hurt him, and I quickly release him with a gasp, "Oh God, Heero,
I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking, I-"

"Shut up, baka." Heero glares, but it lacks his normal intensity.

"Are you okay?" I start checking his bandages, running my hands over
his ribs. "I really should get my brain connected properly. One
little hug and I completely lose-"

Strong arms grab me and pull me close, Heero's deep voice soft in my
ear, "Duo, I said, shut up."

I know I'm babbling, but I just can't stop, the happiness is too
much, I'm overflowing. "Ya know, Heero, you should lie down and rest,
it's the fastest way to heal. I mean, how're ya gonna be ready and
able for your next mission if-"

My words are cut off again by Heero actually taking my advice and
lying down, pulling me with him. I barely catch myself in time to
keep from crushing him as I fall on top. I stare down into his
cobalt eyes, and can't help but smile. "If you wanted to lie down,
all you had to do was say so." I shift to the side, so I'm lying
beside him.

"Baka." Heero mutters, but affectionately this time, at least it
seems so to me. I pull him close to me, cradling him gently. I love
you, too, Heero, I think, but I still don't dare say it. Instead, I
murmur against his hair, "Sleep well, Hee-kun."

I feel him smile against my chest and murmur softly, so softly that I
almost can't hear it, I probably wasn't meant to, "I will now, koi."

{come to me
i'll take care of you
you don't have to explain
i understand}

~~~Owari~~~