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: A Day With Heero

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

She oversaw his bedtime rituals; changing into his pyjamas, brushing his teeth, checking all the doors and windows to see that they were locked and alarmed, and that no enemy could get through the perimeter. Only then was he willing to settle into bed, one hand left under his pillow to hold a gun that was no longer there.

When he was asleep, she came back into the room for a time and watched him. After a few minutes, she crossed to his dresser and picked up the teddy bear that sat there, then placed it on the bed by his hand. Some nights, he would clutch it to him. He mumbled and swatted, knocking it away, and it fell to the floor.

Relena went out into the kitchen, and poured herself a cup of coffee before moving into the den. She seated herself in front of the computer and switched it on, placing the coffee mug beside her as she called up her word processing program and opened a new file. She had promised Heero there would be a new letter from Duo in the morning, and so must there be.


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Re: A Day With Heero

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Dear Heero,

Hey, buddy! Sorry bout the long delay since the last letter; you wouldn't believe how hectic it's been around here. Tax time, you know, and if you remember all that trouble you and I had figuring out how to pay taxes as civilians -- that's NOTHING compared to the red tape they put on places like us. If it wasn't for Hilde's help, I'd be done for.

And before you get that jealous face on, Heero mine, let me remind you for the UMPTEENTH MILLION time that Hilde and I are just friends. She's brought her girlfriend over for dinner so often, I'd started to ask if maybe we should file to adopt her ourselves. She threw a napkin at me (can you believe?) and then asked me when she would get to meet MY boyfriend.

I told her, sometime soon, I hope. I've gotta take care of the taxes, and a bunch of kids are having birthdays this month. I can't leave them for that. You know how important birthdays are to these kids; they don't have parents to come to their parties, so I gotta be there. But maybe next month, I can come and visit you.

I can't wait, Heero. I miss you so much, these letters just don't do it for me any more. I want nothing more than to be with you, to be near you, to spend time with you and to do things with you. Real dates, can you imagine? Dinner and a movie? Too much trouble for you, I know; you're all reclusive these days. Heh, as though you were ever any other way. But I'd be fine with just staying in all night if we could be together; watching rental tapes and eating popcorn as I lean on your shoulder on the couch.

That's what I want most of all, love. I miss the way you look at me, with warmth in your eyes that's reserved just for me. I miss your voice speaking gentle endearments to me, even if they're words I can't understand. I miss your touch, soft and gentle, as though I were something precious in your eyes.

But more than that, I just want to be with you. To spend every day of my life with you, as your partner, your equal. To cook for you and read to you, make your bed and do your laundry and do the crossword puzzles together. And when I do that, all I want is for you to know I'm there. I want you to look at me and see me, no one else, forever. I want you to think of me and no one else, your partner, your lover... the one who loves you, I love you, I love you as no one else ever can and no one else ever will, Heero, and all I want is for you to love me back, to love me, and only me, forever...

Until then, Heero.

Love,

Re: A Day With Heero

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

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It was late, and her eyes blurred and her fingers trembled. Saving and closing the file, Relena set her elbows on the desk and rubbed her hands across her face. Then, finally, she wept.