Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ My Perfect Tin Soldier ❯ My Perfect Tin soldier ( Chapter 1 )

Title: My Perfect Tin Soldier

Author: Sobakasu

Rating: PG 13 (borderline to R…I think this is the most raciest I've gone…and Damn… I liked it! *hits self* yes I am a sick perverted child that thinks of fanfic plots in the middle of geometry…ehh..shouldn't shared that…heh ^-^"""")

Warning: Um….does questionable shit count? DUH!

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam wing! But I met the voice actors! And Quatre, Trowa and Duo's signatures are MINE! MINE!! MWAHAHAHAHAHA…but yeah…GW is not my property

Musing: Inspiration from the poem below and a fic I read recently.

//Last night

I tasted you

I became you

I loved you

I felt you

I memorized you

I lived the happiest moment of my life with you

I woke up beside you

There's always this second, before you kiss me that you stare straight into my soul and question your validity. Are you good enough for me? Are you strong enough for me? Are you perfect enough for me?

But you never stop; you take the plunge and take me as your own. Is it because of your training? Is it because of me? Is it because of love? I hope its love that is the only thing that can keep me going, your love. Your gentle caress, your tender kiss, you…

You come crawling into my bed in the middle of the night, why else would we always dib to share a room with each other, God forbid it is because of my non stop chatter or your non stop clatter on your laptop. Together we kiss, we caress, and we…as those cheesy novels say, make love. Then, just before the light shines onto our secret we hide. Our marks from the previous night are covered by clothes, and our whereabouts never discussed in public.

At the beginning I thought you were just using me. A quick lay here and there, a source to relieve "tension". I was stupid, I was in love, I didn't care, and I would lie to myself. Then right after one of our full out passionate sessions, you said it. The stoic, quiet, unemotional perfect soldier took a deep breath and told me he loved me. I could've died happy that night. Right then and there I knew where I wanted to be for the rest of my probably short life. Eat your heart out Relena, he's mine! I wanted to scream out to the world. THE perfect soldier loved me! The street rat that deserved nothing was receiving far more than he ever thought.

We thought of telling the guys, Quatre probably would try to politely deal with the knowledge of his two comrades were having sex and in love. Especially two of his male comrades. Wufei, Ol' justice boy Chang would probably flip calling us to dishonor from all his ancestors and then he'd kill us thinking we were possessed or something. Trowa, well we just wouldn't know how he would react. Good or bad? Was it worth a chance taking? We thought not, and for that we just kept our secret.

Once we tried to get away with it in the woods, you know the ones right behind Quatre's mansion, I remember I was so close; you were scared someone was going to catch us, I was scared some unknown animal may maul us over. We were scared shitless, we were desperate (being under the same roof as 40 big ass men wasn't always a mood setter ne?)

It was by far the best sex we ever had.

Its right next to the time we were alone in a safe house, I was late (as usual) and you had some treats ready for me. It was the most romantic thing you had ever done, and for that I loved you even more.

I think that although we're being secretive the guys are catching on. Or maybe it's the fact that invincible Yuy is actually able to deal with trouble maker Maxwell and still have time to survive a few self detonations. They gossip, Yuy destroyed a whole base on his own, Yuy is always the perfect soldier he can do anything, Yuy our strong and fearless leader. I guess it's a relief that I have yet to hear Yuy had sex with Duo Maxwell last night.

I still haven't heard anything about how I can make you squirm and plead with only one touch, how I can make you more talkative with a simple motion, how I can make you grab the sheets in complete ecstasy as I ride you, as I taste you. They haven't heard your moans, your screams, my deep breaths. They haven't heard the sobs that I wake up beside when you have a nightmare.

I don't think they have seen the side of you I have, the moaning writhing perfect soldier that in a second can switch the table, and can have me in stuck paradise. They haven't seen you naked, sweaty biting your lip to keep yourself in check; they have never had the honor of having their name moaned out in the middle of the night. They haven't seen your smile, yes as incredible as it seems the perfect soldier can smile. And what a perfect smile that is. They haven't seen the hunger in your eyes when I walk into our room from a mission taken too long. They haven't seen the shock in your eyes as you reach a climax. They haven't seen your tears fall when you feel you can't take the world. They haven't seen the finger marks down your back caused by yours truly in the heat of passion. They haven't seen the marks on my collar bone, who would've thought Heero Yuy as a possessive bastard?

They haven't felt how the mere presence of you takes me, they haven't felt your hard hands gently roaming their bodies, and like hell will they ever! They haven't felt the weight of your body against theirs.

Your lips suckling at my collar bone one second, your tongue somewhere good little soldiers' tongues shouldn't be. You on top of me practically over powering me with just a simple stare of your deep Prussian eyes. Your hands making me practically scream in ecstasy. My lips on yours thinking how Relena would react if she just walked in right now? How she'd throw me from you, how she'd blame me for your corruption-what would you do? Would I care?

Still… it's just at night, undercover of darkness, of secrecy. The next morning we'd wake and with out a word go about the routine we have set in silence, you take a shower, I fix the bed, and you come back continue fixing the room as I go take a shower, when I return our actions on my bed the night before are no longer. I live for nighttime, just to make sure it was real and not a dream, maybe the slight dent behind my head board would suffice as proof.

When morning comes masks slide on, Heero's perfect stoic self, my happy-go-lucky attitude. Why hide when there might be no reason? But how big is the risk? Secret is better than risk. But still the nagging feeling of you leaving for a mission and never coming back, or you coming back… In a match box because that was all they could find of you.

Did I ever tell you how scary it is to see you almost die? I feel as though a part of me is dying, deteriorating. I know you'd want me to live on, be happy if you were gone, but Heero, if you weren't in my life I can't live! So with out you knowing I made a vow, If you die I won't be far behind, you told me you wanted to be happy, dying by your side is all I need, being by your side forever is all I ever wanted. .

But how long is forever? How many nights do we have left together? How many touches are left? How many kisses do we have? Our desperation is a great drive, our lust, our love takes us over the edge before throwing us back to earth and make us wake up the next morning.

Tell me, my perfect tin soldier, how many more escapades in darkness, how many screams and moans are left for us? How much more time is left?

You reply is merely a nibble at my lip, a tongue around the outside of my ear, a shiver sent directly to my spine and a trigger that sends my blood into a boiling. You hands like fire as thy run down my body. The fire erasing the mere thought of being with out you. Love, that's my answer. That will always be my answer, especially for you. One day, yes maybe one day we'll step out of the night.

One day, we'll lose,

One day I'll crack,

One day you'll break,

One day our secret won't be a secret.

One day we'll walk into the sun and we'll show the world, just how much of a force we are to be reckoned with.

One day we'll be gone.

The question I have for you my tin soldier is simple, what happens then?

Thank you for loving me

Thank you for letting me love you

Thank you for living

Thank you for breathing

Thank you for you\\

Fini!