Disclaimers: Gundam Wing is not mine, nor do I claim to own it. It belongs to
Sunrise/Sotsu and Bandai. This fic is for entertainment purposes only. Adult Content is
protrayed within. If you're underage or not allowed to read, do not. This is your
Warnings: Language, Angst, Lemon,Yaoi
Pairings:3+4, will lead to 1X2X1, ??
Notes: Minna-san, this fic was inspired by the most wonderful fanart godess,
Fablespinner~D~. All credit goes to her for drawing such a damn good hentai pic. After
looking the idea just kinda hit me, and the muses took over from there.
~~~*~~~ dream beginning/ending
The Weather Outside is Frightful
Blazing reds, shifting from one hue to another, washed over his mind; body trembling with restrained effort to NOT kill the bastard. Things had gone way too far, everything was spiraling out of control and he was losing ground.
He was almost too late...
"I will NOT FAIL!" The man screamed out... he just found _him_!!
‘Forgive me, I will set it all right’
Sanders steeled himself, there was much to be done if he was ever going to free them from that man’s grasp.
The room was dark, save for a single beam of silvery moonlight; two days had passed, two very long and painful days for the boy standing guard by the bed; sitting in a chair, unmoving, just watching and hoping.
For forty-eight hours, twin rivers of despair ran unending; self blame and pain ran through his mind and heart. Agony is knowing you were too late, by mere minutes... or even seconds; pain is when your heart stops upon seeing the one you love broken and bleeding. Add the gripping fear, that your beloved might have been taken against his will; it all came crashing down on the young pilot; the blame was his alone.
Deafening silence... solitude... .grief...
It should have been me...
Why wasn’t I there...
I need you...
Open your eyes...
Don’t leave me alone..
Even though his mind screamed at him to leave, his heart cried to him, stay... you need each other...
"Heero, come back to me. Fight whatever is binding you... .please fight it for me... for us... .I Love You."
Duo felt a hand on his shoulder, he looked up into Wufei’s concerned eyes. He tried to piece together something close to his usual smile, but it failed miserably. A sob left his lips, and he finally crumbled...
The Chinese youth pulled his distressed friend into his arms, just holding him and being there for him.
‘I Love You’
Three simple words, perhaps three of the most abused in English. Yet, they held so much for the lone figure lost in darkness. A beacon, wavering, yet there nonetheless; calling out to him; renewing his spirit; he slowly rose to his feet, wavering from pain and weariness.
‘Duo... ’ Heero whispered, voice hoarse.
A twitch of his fingers, barely noticeable... light fluttering of eye lids
Slowly dull blue eyes were revealed, as the Heero finally woke...