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Stitches
A 1x2/2x1 Vidfic
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If it stayed I'd never leave it
/Heero holding on to Duo possessively after a night of *erhem*/
If that turned around, I'd grieve
/Duo on a mission, Heero grimacing because they won't see each other again for another month or two - at least./
The special dirty things that we used to talk about
/Heero sitting at his ever-present laptop, typing away, seemingly hard at work. On closer look . . . Hee-chan, those spandex are looking a little tight . . . Well, if he's not working . . . Oh, it seems Duo has figured out how to utilize his knowledge of holding high-security chats to tailor to his hedonistic side . . . -_-;;/
I mean that loving you is strange
/Heero's face is somewhat confused as Duo animatedly describes a new position he wants to try . . ./
and adored by me throughout
/Well, did you think that expression on Heero's face was cause he just blew something up? Well, actually he sorta did . . ./
Oh no, it's you again
/Heero sighs in exasperation as Duo wants to make another
go of it . . ./
Someday soon you'll find that someone
/Duo cheekily waves to an OZ officer as he's discovered breaking into a top-secret facility. (Oh, you know he would.)/
waiting for the chance to beat you
/Thrown in yet another dark prison cell thingy . . ./
Drooling on the set to feel you
/Heero's voice comes out of the darkness - he's been captured too, and is eyeing Duo like the piece of meat that he is . . . ^_^;;/
Blessing you with every kiss
/A look of relief crosses Heero's face fleetingly, then the
two decide to make use of the nice, cozy, semi-private room . .
./
Tying yourself to me
/An infamous Duo glomp/
Stitch up my emptiness
/A brief smile, a genuine one, makes itself known on Heero's features, and he snuggles up to Duo./
'Cause you're the death of me
/The scene where the two first met flits quickly through - the one where Duo's shooting at Heero, etc./
so precious, loving the thrill
/And infamous Heero *ahem* tackle in the middle of the forest./
Tying yourself to me
/An infamous Duo glomp/
Stitch up my emptiness
/A brief smile, a genuine one, makes itself known on Heero's features, and he snuggles up to Duo./
'Cause you're the death of me
/The scene where the two first met flits quickly through - the one where Duo's shooting at Heero, etc./
so precious, loving the thrill
/An infamous Heero *ahem* tackle in the middle of the forest./
Such the patient one who needs me
/Duo kindly waiting until Heero's done with his report to jump him./
The spoiled one who wins
/Heero resignedly going to a meeting with Relena./
So shocking where's your sense?
/Relena shouting across still waters for Heero to come and get her./
Don't you know I hate you so?
/Heero convulsively tries to go for the gun in spandex-space, Duo stops him./
Unsatisfied, you little girl
/Relena pouting because "her" Heero is ignoring
her./
Tying yourself to me
/More like molding to . . ./
Stitch up my emptiness
/There's actually . . . warmth in Heero's eyes? Either he's on fire (well, actually . . .), it's a mirage (*buzzer noise*), or he's genuinely happy . . . Wow . . . Contestant #3, you've won!/
'Cause you're the death of me
/Deathscythe in full battle swing. It's not possible to operate a thermal energy weapon underwater! *snicker*/
So precious, loving the thrill
/*erhem, cough, cough* Don't let the kids see that one . . ./
Tying yourself to me
/More like molding to . . ./
Stitch up my emptiness
/There's actually . . . warmth in Heero's eyes? Either he's on fire (well, actually . . .), it's a mirage (*buzzer noise*), or he's genuinely happy . . . Wow . . . Contestant #3, you've won!/
'Cause you're the death of me
/Deathscythe in full battle swing. It's not possible to operate a thermal energy weapon underwater! *snicker*/
So precious, loving the thrill
/*erhem, cough, cough* Don't let the kids see that one . . ./
Rolling dice and seeming queer
/Chance wa me no mae, Heero!/
Bastard love, a sick affair
/In the eyes of 'phobes, yeah. ^_^/
Let's see what new disease you'll fetch
/Oh, don't remind Duo of disease! Bad! In fact, screw this line altogether - Heero wants Duo to be perfectly fine so they can - erm, never mind./
I mean that fucking you is strange
/*Quick peek* Ye-ep . . . look at this . . . look at the expression on Heero's face . . ./
and adored by me throughout
/Ecstasy is a natural high, not just a drug, you know . . . Once could say . . . Heero doesn't seem as if he'd, uh, need the drug right now./
Oh no, it's you again
/Heero looks irritably at Duo, who's smiling hopefully in a coy, seductive way . . ./
Blessing you with every kiss
/Heero's eyes are passion-dark as he rains kisses on Duo -
quite literally everywhere . . ./
So precious you know this hate of mine exploded
/Heero's face tightening before he . . . er, you know this part . . ./
I'm so deranged you know
/Could be said of both the psychotic fucking bunnies./
I will never be the same
/Side by side panting after their first encounter of the third
kind./
Tying yourself to me
/Screw tying himself to Heero; Duo's tying Heero to the bed./
Stitch up my emptiness
/Duo helping Heero sew up his wounds after battle . . . aw . . . *sniffle*/
'Cause you're the death of me
/At that pace, the poor boy's likely to have heart failure./
So precious, loving the thrill
/*looks down nose clinically* I'll say . . ./
Tying yourself to me
/Screw tying himself to Heero; Duo's tying Heero to the bed./
Stitch up my emptiness
/Duo helping Heero sew up his wounds after battle . . . aw . . . *sniffle*/
'Cause you're the death of me
/At that pace, the poor boy's likely to have heart failure./
So precious, loving the thrill
/*looks down nose clinically* I'll say . . ./
/Short musical interlude in which - uh . . . never mind.
Heero! Put that gun down!/
So precious, loving the thrill
/*cough* Uh . . . *cough* . . . er . . . *blush*/
So precious, loving the thrill
/Oh wow, is he ever. Whoops. Don't think we were
supposed to see that . . ./
'Cause you're the death of me
/Lovely snapshot of Duo grinning maniacally for the camera,
posing in his birthday suit and a gun . . ./
So precious, loving the thrill
/Aww . . . look at those two, lying there in an adorable mess
of limbs and sheets . . . so kawaii . . . *sniffle*/
~Owari~
(or is it?)
Duo: I hope not! *glomp*
Heero: *sigh* Bakayaro, kindly remove yourself from me.
Duo: *slyly* I don't think you really want me to.
Heero: *eyes glint*
Duo: Ai shiteiru!
Heero: *softening* Baka . . .
Shala-chan: Er, could you please do this somewhere else? Perhaps in the filming r- er, bedroom?
Duo: *wink* Sure!
Shala-chan: Arigato! *strolls off to turn on the video
cameras*
~Owari~
Author's note: Aagh! This was supposed to be depressing, not funny! Although, when I write stuff in the middle of the night . . . *sigh* Why can't I stay morose for long periods of time? Why does it have to hit me like a thunderbolt in the middle of a funny fic? Why can't I be Ami-chan? On second thought, I prefer being me. The lyrics to this song are from "Stitches" by a lovely group called Orgy. *evil grin* You may have heard of them? The album's called Candyass, get it now, before their second one comes out. You may have noticed that the chorus scenes always repeat themselves twice. It's 'cause I'm lazy and didn't feel like doing two different sets for each time the chorus comes on, since it like, always plays twice. I'm a bum, what can I say? I'll try to work on it some other time. Oh, yes, Shin Kidousenki Gundam Wing and anything associated with it doesn't belong to me, although I hope to soon have the Deathscythe Hell model. *mutter* Why can't they put Toys R Us closer to my house?