Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Giri? Ninjo. Koibito! ❯ Chapter 7

The sunlight filtering through the small dorm window was warm on my bare chest, and something was tickling my nose. I stirred in my sleep, waking slowly. I opened my eyes, and promptly decided that I had either died and gone to heaven, or I was having a dream. A very nice dream. I was in bed with Duo Maxwell.

He was cuddled up against me, his head resting in the crook of my shoulder and his lithe body pressed up against my side. His bangs were mussed, and I spotted the errant strand that had been tickling my nose. I gently raised a hand to smooth his bangs, inadvertently waking him.

"Wha-?" Duo asked sleepily, then realized he was in my bed. With me. And that he had been sleeping cuddled up to my nearly-naked form. "Ohmigod, um." He scooted backward quickly. "Gomen nasi! I must have fallen asleep here; I'm really sorry. I can just head back now and -"

I pressed a finger to his lips, silencing him. He simply stared at me, wide eyed. "You talk a lot. Has anybody ever told you that?"

He nodded mutely.

"Let me see your face." I brushed his bangs back, examining the now purple bruise on his poor face. "Aa. Black eye." Holding his chin gently with one hand, I leaned forward to place a gentle kiss on the bruised flesh.

"… Heero?" Duo asked, uncertainty in his voice.

Was I making a mistake? There was still time to pull back, to play this off. But I was so tired of the war, tired of being the perfect soldier. I wanted the chance to be normal, to be human, even if only for a short while ... the chance to be happy, with no regrets.

I leaned forward again, stopping my face a mere inch from his. Slowly, giving him time to move away if he wanted to, I brushed my lips softly against his. His amethyst eyes slipped shut for a moment, and then opened to meet my gaze.

"Ano - what about Lena?"

He looked so beautiful, so vulnerable and unsure.

"There is no one else," I answered, "only you, koi."