Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Forever Love ❯ Chapter 2

Eh heh heh, the time has come again! It's time for the second part of this fan-fic! Beware!

Disclaimer: Characters 'n' stuff are not mine, yadda yadda blah blah etc. (My disclaimers are sooo thorough, aren't they? ^_^;;).

Spazz's spiffy guide to the Japanese words used in this part:
Kuso--Shit...^_^;;
Omae--You...The way it's used in this part, it's probably better translated as "hey you", but it usually just means "you."

Ninmu Kanryou: 2000.02.08 (Last revision: 2002.03.09)* * * * * * * * * *

Forever Love

Part 2

Author: Sailorspazz (sailorspazz@yahoo.com)* * * * * * * * * *

Heero began to sweat as his hands moved frantically over the controls. He spotted two enemies approaching fast behind him. At the moment, he could only run until he found an opportunity to attack. He moved to the left, then to the right...now! He turned around and quickly took out his pursuers. But he was not in the clear yet. Suddenly, the tables were turned and Heero found himself running away again from more new enemies. He searched for an escape route, but they were coming from all sides. Heero looked for a way to attack them, but there was no neraby ammo. He could do nothing as his enemies came closer and closer and finally...

Heero was eaten.

"Kuso!" Heero pounded his fists on the arcade game as the screen flashed 'Game Over.' "If I had been able to self-destruct, I could've taken them out!"

Duo sweatdropped. "Uh, Heero, I don't think there's a self-destruct option in Pac Man..."

Heero hmphed. "Well, there should be. What do they expect you to do when your enemies are coming at you from all sides?"

"I think they expect you to realize that it's just a game..."

"Hn. They should make the game more realistic."

Duo sweatdropped again, beginning to think maybe he shouldn't have taken Heero to an arcade. When they had played Ski Ball earlier, Heero had thrown the balls too hard and too wildy and ended up breaking the scoreboard somehow. He'd then claimed all the fighting games were unrealistic and needed to have self-destruct options. And then, when they played Whack-a-Mole, Heero had whacked the moles so hard it was doubtful they would ever rise from their holes again.

But still, even considering all of that, Duo was having a good time with Heero. Earlier, they'd been with the other three pilots looking for someplace to go, but since it was Christmas Eve, not many places were open. They finally decided to go back to the resort to see what there was to do there. After they all had something to eat at one of the restaurants (Apparently, Relena had arranged for all their meals at the resort to be free), they split up into groups: Duo and Heero, Trowa and Quatre, and Wufei went off somewhere by himself. Duo had decided to take Heero to the resort arcade, which he was beginning to question the logic of doing so. But even though Heero was causing a lot of trouble, Duo still enjoyed just being around him. After all, they were the only two people in the arcade, so it was unlikely that Heero would actually hurt anyone with his wild actions. Duo grinned. Being alone with Heero like this made it feel as if they were on a date. Duo shook his head and smiled as he watched Heero deposit some coins into a pinball machine. If he told Heero that, he'd probably get a punch in the face. Duo thought hard for a second and reconsidered. He realized he really had no idea what Heero would do; Heero's actions as of late were really confusing to Duo. He remembered earlier that day when he and Heero's eyes had locked and they had just stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. But then he also remembered Heero's reaction earlier when he'd told him that Hilde had seen Relena while she was stealing data from the Libra. He couldn't forget the way he'd said her name when he mentioned it to him, a shocked, urgent-sounding one word question: 'Relena?!' It had actually caused Duo to pause before he continued talking. It was because of these and other conflicting signals that Duo had no idea how Heero felt about him.

"Kuso!" Heero pounded his fists again, leaving small cracks in the glass of the pinball machine. "This game is fixed! There's no way you can win!"

Duo sighed. "Heeeeero, you're not supposed to win, you're just supposed to try and get a high score."

"What's the point in that? This game doesn't even give out tickets. Why would you do something when you know you'll get nothing out of it?"

"It's supposed to be fun, Heero." Duo's voice became softer and he smiled sadly. "And if you're going to ask why you should do something when you get nothing out of it, you might as well be asking why we even fought in the war..."

Heero looked over at Duo, confused. "What? What are you talking about?"

Duo leaned against a machine, looking up at the ceiling. "Well, think about it. Like putting money into a game, we put so much effort into fighting. We fought hard for the colonies, giving everything we had, even risking our own lives, but we got nothing in return. They even sided with OZ and turned against us. We became the enemies of everyone, but still, we continued to fight, hoping that someone would understand us..." Duo looked down again. "But I don't think anyone ever did, and I doubt they do now, either. There are people like Relena who think they understand us and why we fought, but is there anyone besides us five who really knows why, or even has the capacity to understand us and our reasons?"

Heero was shocked to hear Duo talking that way. It was a side of him he'd never seen before, and he wasn't sure he liked it. He suddenly got the irresistible desire to comfort the other boy. "Duo, it doesn't matter whether other people understood us, or if they ever do. What matters is that our war is over, and now we finally have a chance to live our lives normally..." Heero couldn't believe that his innermost hopes that even he'd believed were foolish and naïve were coming out in his attempt to reassure Duo.

Duo looked up, surprised. Heero was actually trying to comfort him? He was certain that all he would get out of Heero was an annoyed 'Hn,' or maybe a 'Stop worrying about unnecessary things,' but instead Heero was trying to make Duo feel better about what they'd all been through. It seemed like their roles had been reversed. He finally got over his shock and managed to answer. "Do you really think it's going to be that easy to adjust from years of training and fighting to the mediocre lives of everyday people?"

Duo was voicing the pessimistic thoughts that made Heero think his hopes at living normally truly were unrealistic. "I didn't say it was going to be easy, but at least we have a chance..." Heero looked up and saw that Duo was now smiling softly at him, his violet eyes seeming to display a myriad of emotions. Heero found it difficult to breathe staring into those eyes, much like when they had been staring at each other earlier. Suddenly, those piercing eyes were getting closer as Duo had stopped leaning against the arcade game and was walking towards him.

Duo stopped a couple feet in front of him and gave him a soft and grateful smile. He put a hand on Heero's shoulder. "Thank you, Heero." Duo smile got even wider. "I feel much better now."

Heero was still having trouble breathing, especially now that Duo was touching him, but he managed a tiny smile in reply. "It was nothing." They found themselves staring at each other again, neither one able to move or say anything as their eyes explored each other, wondering what they would find in their depths. 'What the hell is going on? What's happening to me?' Heero wondered to himself. He didn't know why he was so captivated by Duo, but he was. He didn't know how it had happened, but there was nothing he could do to stop his feelings now. Duo had broken something in him; before, he'd always had control over his emotions and how he reacted to them. He knew which emotions to act on and which ones were better to repress. The feelings he had for Duo, however, were foreign to him. He had no idea how to react to them or what they might make him do. He found himself wanting to be closer to Duo, which was a feeling he consciously didn't want to act on, but his body had its own idea of what he should do. He found himself leaning his face closer to Duo's, and Duo, after a brief moment of looking surprised, began leaning forward as well.

Their faces were inches apart when a member of the resort staff came in, causing them to jump apart. The man blinked a couple times, then blushed profusely. "Oh, e-excuse me! I just came to announce that the arcade will be closing now..."

Duo was also blushing. "Uhh, thanks for telling us. Let's go, Hee--" He turned and found that Heero was already storming out of the arcade towards the elevator. Although Heero looked completely calm on the outside, Duo could see Heero's ears were turning bright red as he ran to catch up to him. Duo barely got to the elevator before the door closed; it seemed Heero was trying to escape from him. Heero glared as Duo got into the elevator but said nothing. The two of them rode up in silence and as soon as they got to their floor, Heero stormed straight to his room. Duo followed closely and managed to catch the door with his foot just before Heero shut it. "Heero, can I come in?"

Inside, Heero had his back turned to the door. He had tried to inconspicuously escape from Duo, but apparently it hadn't worked. He felt both disappointed and relieved: He'd unconsciously hoped that Duo would follow him, but at the same time he didn't know if he could face the only person who could make him feel so confused about his emotions...the one who could break down years of emotional training with a single touch. He took a deep breath to try to help calm himself. "Do as you please."

Duo walked into the dark room and shut the door. As he sat down in a chair, he looked around and found that the room was the same as his: King-sized bed, balcony, fireplace, full kitchen, elaborate entertainment system, bathroom with a jacuzzi tub...as he'd said earlier, it was much better than most houses or apartments he'd ever lived in. His eyes locked on Heero, who was leaning with his hands on a kitchen counter facing away from Duo. "Heero..."

Heero stood unmoving as he answered. "What?"

"Aren't you going to say anything about what just almost happened?" Duo was dying to find out if Heero actually had any feelings for him, but he was almost certain Heero wouldn't admit them if he did.

"What's there to say?" Heero said in his usual monotone.

Duo got up from his chair. "Umm, hel-LO, Heero! I don't know how things looked from your point-of-view, but it seems to me like we were just about to kiss back there!"

"Don't know what you're talking about."

Duo became angry and stalked into the kitchen. "O-omae! Just because you don't want to admit something doesn't mean it didn't happen!" Duo stood directly behind Heero. "Now look at me and tell me what you were feeling!"

A part of Heero wanted to resist Duo, as he didn't appreciate receiving orders from someone who didn't have the authority to give them (a result of his extensive training), but that was beat out by the desire for Duo he didn't want to admit he had. He suddenly swung around and grabbed Duo by the shoulders. He took a moment to appreciate how beautiful Duo looked in the faint lighting of the room before he leaned forward and placed his lips on Duo's shocked mouth. It seemed to take Duo a few seconds to realize what was actually happening, and then he wrapped his arms around Heero and began returning his kiss passionately. The two of them stood exploring each other's mouths for what seemed like forever before their feet began moving them towards the bed. Without even parting their lips to breathe, the two of them fell onto the mattress and began expressing the feelings they both knew they had, yet neither one was able to admit aloud to the other.

Tsuzuku...* * * * * * * * * *

Spazz's Omake Theater!

Spazz: There, I got another part done, finally ^_^;; Sorry it took me three months, but I'm a busy--

Chibi Duo: *Cough*Lazy*cough*

Spazz: *Glares at Chibi Duo* I'm a busy girl, and I just didn't have time to finish writing until now.

Chibi Duo: Yeah, sure, whatever.

Spazz: My, you're in a sour Heero-like mood. What's wrong with you?

Chibi-Duo: I'm disappointed with this fan-fic! It's only goes to lime! Where's the lemon?

Spazz: *Sweatdrop* I told you already! I'm too innocent to write lemon *bats her eyelashes, tries to look sweet*

Chibi Duo: Ha! You've read enough of them, I think you'd be able to write one. *Gets starry eyed* I want to do "this kind of thing" and "that kind of thing" with Heero...

Spazz: So go do it. You're not a part of the fic.

Chibi Duo: I can't. Heero's busy in the kitchen.

Spazz: The kitchen? What the hell is he doing in there? *looks in...sweatdrops*

Chibi Heero: *Dressed in apron, frying eggs, singing to the tune of "Flying Away" in his adorable little voice* Frying away...

*Everyone goes, as suggested in "I'm Your Friend," "Migi to hidari to ue to shita" (Right and left and up and down)*

Spazz: *Cough* Well, I think this ending thingy has dragged out quite long enough now. Make sure to e-mail sailorspazz@yahoo.com if you want to send me threatening letters! Jaaaaaaaa na!