a/n: The song Angel in the Snow belongs to a-ha, not to me! :)
in the Snow
I lusted after him from the first time we met. And why not. Just look
at him - the shining mane of hair, the soft skin, the bottomless pools
of violet, the smooth curves of his body... But lust was the only thing
I felt. The sex was incredible, but that was all. Until...
>>Angel or so
Wherever you may go<<
We were staying in one of the safe houses - just me, Duo and Quatre. Trowa
and Wufei were away on a mission. And they were late. Very late. Quatre
almost worried himself sick, he was just standing at the window, looking
out at the snow covered road, waiting for his lover to return. And then
one day Duo just couldnīt watch it anymore and so he dragged us out into
the snow. He was incredibly excited about the white cold stuff that covered
everything. Well, I was less enthusiastic, but seeing the meaningful look
he gave me, and pouting at Quatre, I decided to indulge him - for Quatreīs
sake of course.
And so we played in the snow just like normal teenagers. We made snow
angels and built snow men and we had a snowball fight. A really big one.
So okay, I must admit that I enjoyed myself. I really didnīt know how
much fun it could be to be out in the snow to just... play.
After almost an hour, we heard the sound of an engine coming up the road.
Recognizing the rumbling of the old jeep Duo had stolen for us almost
two weeks ago, Quatre jumped up out of his hiding place behind a fallen
tree and raced around the house to welcome his returning lover. Well,
the arrival of our comrades didnīt mean that the snowball fight between
me and Duo was over though. You see, he dared me that I couldnīt win,
that I couldnīt take him down. And so I used the distraction the coming
car provided and snuck up on Duo who stood up and covered his eyes against
the sun to see if it really was Trowa and Wufei. He noticed me at the
last possible second and wasnīt able to do anything to stop me from tackling
him to the ground. He squealed as we rolled down the small hill behind
the house. After a couple of seconds we stopped finally. I was lying on
top of him, pressing him into the fluffy snow, demanding that he give
up, to admit that I won. Laughing hard, he admitted his defeat and I rolled
us over so that I was now lying on my back with him on top of me. After
all I didnīt want him to catch cold again. He got sick so easily. I looked
up at his smiling face and...
>>And always will I be there
Shake worries from your hair<<
... something changed. He was looking down at me, his hands on my chest,
the white puffs of air escaping his smiling mouth... and it was as if
I saw him for the first time. His hair was poking out from underneath
his black cap, his cheeks were red from the cold just like the tip of
his nose. His eyes twinkled with mischief and the small snow flakes melted
on his lashes decorating them with small diamonds. He was the most beautiful
being I had ever seen. And he was mine.
One of my gloved hands traveled up his back and pressed him closer to
me, the other cupped his cheek tenderly. Why was it that I was always
so gentle with him? I couldnīt hurt or harm him for my life. I donīt know
what he saw in my eyes but the expression on his face changed. The cheeky
grin disappeared, leaving only the tender loving one behind. He pressed
his cheek into my hand and closing his eyes, he rubbed it against my glove.
Iīll be there<<
It was strange. I never knew that my heart could ache so deliciously.
Weīve been together for months now but I never felt like this before.
Was this what Duo called love? I didnīt know. The only thing I knew for
sure was that I couldnīt live without it anymore. I couldnīt live without
him. He was the center of my world, he was the sun around which everything
in my universe turned. I couldnīt let him slip through my fingers. I couldnīt
let him disappear.
"Hm?" he asked without opening his eyes.
"After the war...."
That got his attention and he opened his eyes looking down at me, so serious
suddenly. I never spoke about what would happen after the war. I didnīt
even expect to survive. But if I did, if we did...
"After the war... will you marry me?" His eyes grew huge and
a world of happiness glistened in them. One single tear slipped down his
cheek and I brushed it off with my thumb. "Will you?" I needed
to know if I had something to survive the war for.
He nodded,love shining in hisamethyst orbs. "Yes, Heero. I will."
I smiled, just a little and pulled him down for a kiss. I was in love.
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