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This is just to make it official for those who don't know, but I'm leaving LJ completely. For the rest of this week at least. Tomorrow is the Bar Exam and it runs for three days, so don't expect to see me about at all until Thursday night. Or even until the weekend since I plan on spending Thursday after the Bar drunk and crying. No online time for me at all. *whines* It will be hard, but I know I can do it.

So, because I'm a total h0r like that, I am declaring this to be a spam post. Go ahead. Run wild! Give me fics, give me links, give me pics, just babble to your heart's content and rape my inbox so I have something to see when I finally DO come back to the wonderful world of LJ. I don't even care if you write me a drabble and post it one word at a time. XD;

Though, I've tried to make a spam post before and it failed a bit miserably, so I don't have very high expectations this time around. Feel free to prove me wrong though!

Re: Torn 7

Date: 2006-02-21 11:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mikkeneko.livejournal.com

The universe seemed to miss a beat, for a moment. I felt an instant of weightlessness, as though I had just stepped into free-fall; then the world settled around me, as Heero said the words again. "I love him. I didn't want to lose him, I didn't mean to kill him. Oh, God, Duo, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry that I killed you, I didn't mean to do it -- I know I don't deserve you, but I need you! I love you, and I don't want to lose you, do whatever you want to me, anything, just don't leave me again!" Once the flow of words, of tears, had started, he couldn't control them, and as he sobbed he began to rock back and forth in time to his words.

I was shaking, I realized, as I looked up from Heero's ravaged face and saw Duo standing over him, still as a marble statue. Slowly, I stood, meeting his deathly amethyst eyes as we faced each other across Heero. Neither of us spoke, but a wordless communication passed between us, until finally Duo broke away from the gaze. His eyes fell on the broken, supplicant form of the Japanese pilot. "Shit," he said to no-one in particular, as he stared down at the man he had once loved. "Aw, hell..." he muttered, and let out a long sigh. The nightmarish church wavered finally and vanished, into a soft gray mist that silently enveloped the two of them. I felt my own focus wavering; the last thing I saw before the quiet grayness swept me away was Duo hesitantly leaning over Heero and placing gentle hands on his shoulders.

The sight made me want to smile, or maybe cry with relief, but I found myself unable to do either as the screaming tension finally dissolved out of me, carrying away with it all conscious thought.



Light once again made its presence known before any other sensation, but this time, instead of a sullen orange glow it was a brilliant, welcoming white. This felt like it ought to be significant, somehow, the light at the end of the tunnel; I frowned and blinked as I tried to place it, and with those simple movements I was suddenly aware of other things. Like the soft humming of machinery somewhere nearby, and the warm hand clasping my own.

"Trowa?" I muttered, my voice coming out raw and unpracticed. I cleared my throat, with some effort, and tried to focus on the blurry silhouette belonging to that hand. "That you?"

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