cosmosnoshinkon asked for a lovechild drabble. Lovechild is a bit hard, cause it's still 'new', to me anyway, but since I had unused bits of it tucked away on my folder, I realized I could drabble it- I just needed to expand on an unused bit. Which I guess is kind of cheating... O.o

Annnyway- one of the unused bits, expanded. As always, thanks to Sunny for letting me mess around with her 'verse.

This drabble is Heero's POV.

Love-child fic Drabble 2
Beginning

I hated hanging out at the bar, but the damn places were the best way to get work. After having been dropped off another crew, I needed to find work fast.

Not that I had to be a pilot. Quatre had been kind enough to offer me a job working for him, but after the big mess with Relena, being a bodyguard was the last job I wanted to have. Especially for someone who was more than capable of taking care of himself.

An hour had massed, maybe nearly two, and the place was dead. I was considering moving to another bar, or maybe just going to find a place to flop out and search the want ads when he walked in.

Duo Maxwell.

He walked into the place as if he owned it, greeting the bartender like an old friend, laughing with the bar's other customer. The dingy bar suddenly seemed brighter, as if he carried the light with him.

Then again, that may have just been my perception. My life was always brighter with him around.

I was wavering between trying to catch his attention and trying to hide further in the shadows of my little corner when he turned around and spotted me.

His surprise was obvious, but he recovered well and I had to deal with the inevitable retelling of how I had gotten to where I was.

That meant I had to show him my hand- I hated pulling off the glove, exposing those digits to the light- especially his light.

Of course, I should've remembered that Duo is always surprising me- and I should've known that he of all people would be compassionate.

He was fascinated with the hand- and angry enough on my behalf that I didn't dare go into the details of how my career as Relena's bodyguard ended.

The job offer should've also been expected- I'm sure that my reputation had told him how much I was having trouble, and of course- it was something he could fix.

I jumped on it. It wasn't just that I needed the work. I had missed Duo- a lot more than I should. I knew he didn't really need a co-pilot, the man was the best pilot I'd ever met, but I didn't call him on it. I knew he'd never think of me that way- but at least I could be with him..

Course, it only took a few hours before I realized that Duo did need someone around- if only to look after him.

He'd finally gone to bed- after what had proved to be a hellish day. I hoped it didn't bode ill for our partnership that our first day had been... well... busy.

I was in my bunk, staring at the ceiling, listening to Duo's night music- thinking about that damn crate. I knew Duo had his cameras trained on it, but he was hopefully asleep and the thing was making me twitchy.

So I got to my feet, telling myself that I'd just walk down the hallway and back, peek in through the window, or look at the monitors outside... reassure myself that everything was fine.

I was halfway down the corridor when I heard Duo scream.

Bolting to his cabin, I was surprised to find him asleep- but then he screamed again- my name this time- and I realized he was having a nightmare. Without thinking, I slid onto the bed beside him. What could I do? What was he dreaming of?

"I'm here," I told him softly. "I'm here."

He turned to me, eyes still closed, still asleep. "Where?"

"With you. You saved me." I wasn't quite sure if that would help- but if he was dreaming of the war- well, Duo had saved me, more than he knew. And it was certainly true now.

"I don't see you."

Was he asleep? Was this part of his dream? Or was he just afraid to open his eyes? I'd had dreams like that... where you didn't want to wake up and find the reality was worse...

Cautiously, I let my fingers brush his forehead, trying to connect him with reality. "But I'm here. I'll be here as long as you want me to be."

"No one stays-"

"I will," I told him, wondering who had left Duo. Who had hurt him like that? "I won't leave you. I promise."

He grabbed at me, pulling me close, and I went. He curled around me as if he was afraid I would vanish and I held him back just as tight.

I had always wanted to hold Duo like this.

He was shivering, despite the blankets, and I wondered what I could do to make him comfortable again.

His face was very close to mine- in the dim light I could see the lines of tension beside his eyes and so I brushed my fingers over them, trying to soothe them away. He curled closer still, his lips forming the shape of my name.

Without thinking, as if that action of his had given me permission, I moved just that little space forward and touched my mouth to his. "Rest love," I told him. "Everything is fine now."

The tension lines vanished and his lips curved into a smile I had never seen before. His body relaxed, and his breathing evened out.

Did that mean...? Could I...?

Hope flared up inside and for once, I didn't try to crush it.

Maybe I did have a chance after all.

OWARI

 

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