Goodbye LJ...

[windandwater]

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!

♥

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Re: Junk 3

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Heero couldn't stop from smiling as he looked down at his sleepy lover. Duo's face was adorably confused, but the smile soon faded as he took in his koi's salt-streaked cheeks and reddened eyes. Carefully, he bent down and kissed the side of Duo's face, where one final tear had slipped from his eyes. "Nothing, koi," he assured him. "But it's time for you to wake up now."

"Why, what time'sit?" Duo sat up, and squinted at the clock. "Christ, it's later'n I thought. I'd better get dinner started..."

"Correction," Heero said dryly. "I will start dinner. You will go take a shower."

"Oh, hey!" A trace of humor returned to Duo's face; his smile was a littler less certain than it had been, but still it was genuinely there. "You're givin' me orders, now? Saa, Heero -- what if I don't want a shower?" He stood, fists on hips and head cocked to the side, challengingly.

"Too bad," Heero told him mock-severely. "You're sleep-mussed and your face is all swollen. A shower will make you feel better. And I want to cook."

"Well," Duo's smile crept up a few degrees, "there's not much I can argue with that. But just ta make things even, Heero, I'm gonna leave my hair on the towel rack and my clothes on the floor --"

"Of course you will," Heero interrupted him. "You always do. Now go." He stood up behind Duo, and gave him a little push to the hips. Needing no further encouragement, Duo slipped into the bathroom and closed the door.

Heero held his breath, waiting intently for the sound of running water; once he heard it, he gathered up his coat and wallet and exited the apartment as quickly as he could, counting on his lover's penchant for long showers -- especially if he was hurt or upset. He had to get some things that were necessary to his plan, but if Duo came out of the bathroom too early and found him gone...

Fortunately, when he hurried back into the apartment the sound of running water still filled the apartment. He dropped his bag out of sight, behind the couch, and set up cooking dinner. Stir-fry -- a dish that he was only moderately fond of himself, but it was quick and easy to make and he knew Duo adored it. He set aside a plate for himself, and made the rest up for Duo.

Duo finally came out of the bathroom, toweling his hair dry, just as Heero emptied the contents of the pan onto a plate. "Perfect timing," he commented. Duo just grinned as he slid into his place, and Heero fished a can out of soda out of the fridge and handed it to Duo.

Duo smirked. "You're spoiling me, Hee-chan. I could get used to this, real easy."