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Feb. 25th, 2002 01:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zebralittle52This is mostly going to be a Journal of unfinished thoughts, so it only makes sense to begin with an unfinished fic... Gods, I haven't done anything with Gundam Wing since what, '00?
Sometimes I miss it, the old and familiar... Maybe that's why I held onto my unfinished bunnies...
Three A.M. Edgar Allan Poe written years and years ago, before GW became over-run with fangirls and Cartoon Network wanna-be's. From Duo's POV.
Patience
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It was the party.
It was the wine.
The fireworks bursting in time to my heartbeat...
Whatever it was in the air that night, I knew my hour had come. How many years had gone by already? How many weeks - hours - days have I suffered, silently suffered because of this one woman? This peace bringer, this Peacecraft?
It started during the war, incessant interruptions breaking my little pockets of sanity, ripping away my comfort with her demands on my lover's affection. I never knew stillness till I slept in his arms. My comfort. Mine. Then she stole him away, called him with her damn siren song of naive innocence, something I never had to offer. I don't blame Heero for leaving me. I never blamed him at all. He never had the training to resist a temptation like that, after the fighting, after the war. But in luring him away she stole my peace. She stole my joy. She stole my reason.
And I never forgave her for that.
Heero always said she was important for peace, that as long as she was in her station she needed him by her side. So she played the universal ambassador, he played her protector, and I... played alone with my thoughts.
Did she ever know what she'd done by taking him away from me? Did she realize the pain that stabbed through my heart every time I saw him with her? He was always with her. Public appearances, private functions, everywhere. I know, I watched them all.
No, she never knew. She never saw the home destroyed by her selfish demands or the heart that broke with her selfishness. Never hidden, right in front of her every day, but still she refused to see.
But I was patient.
I learned patience the hard way. I learned the importance of timing and waiting for the right moment to strike.
Tonight would be my night.
"Oy, Miss Relena, are you enjoying your party?"
"Oh yes, thank you Duo! It's been wonderful, and I haven't seen so many of you in such a long time. I'm glad you could make it tonight. Tell me, have you seen Heero? I swear he was just here, but now I can't find him!"
"Just follow me, Miss Relena... right this way."
Sometimes I miss it, the old and familiar... Maybe that's why I held onto my unfinished bunnies...
Three A.M. Edgar Allan Poe written years and years ago, before GW became over-run with fangirls and Cartoon Network wanna-be's. From Duo's POV.
Patience
_______________________________________
It was the party.
It was the wine.
The fireworks bursting in time to my heartbeat...
Whatever it was in the air that night, I knew my hour had come. How many years had gone by already? How many weeks - hours - days have I suffered, silently suffered because of this one woman? This peace bringer, this Peacecraft?
It started during the war, incessant interruptions breaking my little pockets of sanity, ripping away my comfort with her demands on my lover's affection. I never knew stillness till I slept in his arms. My comfort. Mine. Then she stole him away, called him with her damn siren song of naive innocence, something I never had to offer. I don't blame Heero for leaving me. I never blamed him at all. He never had the training to resist a temptation like that, after the fighting, after the war. But in luring him away she stole my peace. She stole my joy. She stole my reason.
And I never forgave her for that.
Heero always said she was important for peace, that as long as she was in her station she needed him by her side. So she played the universal ambassador, he played her protector, and I... played alone with my thoughts.
Did she ever know what she'd done by taking him away from me? Did she realize the pain that stabbed through my heart every time I saw him with her? He was always with her. Public appearances, private functions, everywhere. I know, I watched them all.
No, she never knew. She never saw the home destroyed by her selfish demands or the heart that broke with her selfishness. Never hidden, right in front of her every day, but still she refused to see.
But I was patient.
I learned patience the hard way. I learned the importance of timing and waiting for the right moment to strike.
Tonight would be my night.
"Oy, Miss Relena, are you enjoying your party?"
"Oh yes, thank you Duo! It's been wonderful, and I haven't seen so many of you in such a long time. I'm glad you could make it tonight. Tell me, have you seen Heero? I swear he was just here, but now I can't find him!"
"Just follow me, Miss Relena... right this way."
