Author: hostilecrayon
Pairing: 1+2
Rating: G
Notes: Heero POV. Written for the Stages of Love Challenge: Seven Virtues and the Glasses/Wufei x Relena gw500 LJ community challenge. I fail at life and this is very late. Finals are the devil. May God have mercy on my soul.
Faith
It was late in the evening and the sun was rapidly setting. I was absorbed in a book, enjoying the last of the sunlight as I rocked slowly in my rocking chair on the porch facing the street.
I heard the car coming from quite a ways away; the hum of the motor mingling with the sound of the birds until it was almost upon my little house. Its unmistakable rumble drowned out the peaceful birds completely as the car pulled into my driveway.
The car door slammed and I turned the page, listening as he stretched out from the long drive.
It was no mystery to me who the man popping his back in my driveway was. He'd been here before and he'd come again, whenever he needed sanctuary from the hectic life he lived. He was still reckless, something he couldn't yet move past, and 'fly by the seat of my pants' was still a perfect description for him.
At twenty years old, we had all changed. Just some of us in different ways.
Relena married Wufei, Zechs and Noin settled down, and Trowa and Quatre were inseparable. I lived a quiet and peaceful life out in the country and Duo did whatever he felt he had to.
He tried living in the colonies with Hilde. He tried living on Earth, both in large and small cities. He would call on me to tell him that it was okay. That it didn't have to be enough. That it was alright to seek out his dreams.
He hasn't found them yet, whatever they might be.
So he's here again, all lean muscle and height walking across my porch. His braid is longer now than it's ever been, and when he looks over his ridiculously large sunglasses and a ghost of a smile crosses his face, I look up into impossibly violet eyes. Impossible eyes that hold fear, hope and pain. Weary eyes.
"Heero."
"Duo." Relief washes over his features, wiping away some of the pain, but it's not enough to chase it all away. He's back again for another undetermined amount of time. It's going to be hard this time, just like it was the last time. I'm just not sure who it will be harder on.
He comes, he heals, he leaves. But it's never long before he calls on me again. It's not long between phone calls, and it definitely isn't long between visits. But when he shows up unexpected, he's here to stay for a while.
I won't ask what he's running from or what he's hoping for. I see the need in his eyes. I just pray he sees the faith in mine.
I want him. Someday, I have faith that he'll want me, too.
As he walks past me and into the house, I can't help but smirk, if only just a little.
OWARI
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