Here is a short story that just popped into my head. I am not sure where it came from exactly but it demanded to be written down. Enjoy the reading and feedback is welcome if you can figure out what I was trying to say. Thanks, Karen, The Huntress
Title: Waking Up
Author: Karen, The Huntress
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or its characters
Warning: None really, some language, one kiss.
I am so tired.
And I want to do is sleep. A long peaceful slumber. No more dreams, no more flashes of fire and white light. No more sounds of whining engines and explosions. Just quiet, pure simple silence. Is that too much to ask?
"Damn it, Heero, leave me alone can't you see I'm trying to sleep?"
You would think Mr. Yuy would be happy to see my get some much needed rest. After all the nights I have awakened him from his own night repose with my thrashing about and moaning that usually escalates into screaming before I wake up with a start, sweating and hyperventilating.
Wouldn't you think he would enjoy a peaceful night, too? But, no, not Mr. Perfect Soldier who never has a bad night. What is it with him? Can't he just be happy that I can finally drift off into a sense of serenity all my own.
"Heero, I swear if you don't leave me alone."
My eyelids are so heavy all I have to do is close them and I will be able to escape this wretched world, at least for awhile. Forget about the war, the battles, the killing. Not a care, not one.
"Hey, Heero that's cold. What in the hell are you doing?"
Am I outside? Is it raining? Water everywhere. On my face, my hair. Clammy moisture seeping under my collar, drenching my cloths.
Now I guess I will have to open my eyes at least long enough to see why my so-called friend and lover is torturing me. Can he find anything better to do?
"Duo. Duo can you hear me?"
"Damn, now I guess he expects me to answer him. Now, I guess, he wants to talk. Why now?"
My eyes are open. Now are you satisfied? But I will admit it is hard to wake up. So sleepy, so comfortable in the encompassing cocoon of a warm and heavy mind.
It's hard to focus through the fine watery spray. To picture clearly his face through the swirling, swimming mist.
My eyes don't seem too incline to cooperate; my mind does seem a bit numb. But that is what sleep is suppose to feel like, isn't it?
Is he calling my name again or is it some leftover traces of what I heard before the foggy embrace tried to soothe me to sleep?
"Please, Duo, please wake up."
Heero's hands are trembling as he pushes back soggy bangs from my pale face. His features are clearer; a few more details are falling into place. Is he holding me? I think so. Yes, close against his equally wet chest.
"I'm here, Duo, just keep talking."
Talking, all right. I do have a question or two. Like why in the hell am I wet and why does Heero sudden want to talk?
"Heero." I whisper faintly.
Funny I don't remember my voice ever sounding so weak, so far away and so distant like it is floating somewhere far beyond me. Like flickering and fluttering wings of some subconscious butterfly.
"Heero." I try again. Strong this time, more alert.
"Duo." Heero leans over hold my hand, pulling me as closer as he can.
"What in the hell were you thinking?" Heero demands wiping away more water from my face.
He should wipe his own, all that water. No, wait, not water, tears. Oh God, Heero Yuy is crying. Crying real tears. Now that is strange.
"Duo, what were you thinking?" he asks once more.
I guess he does deserve an answer. After all he has gone to a lot of trouble for me. The least I can so is give him an honest reply.
"I just wanted to sleep for awhile. Just one night of deep sleep. No dreams, no sights, no sounds, no waking up screaming. Just one night of undisturbed sleep. Is that too much to ask?"
Heero looks down at me. The tears have about stopped. He lets a long sigh escape over his quivering lips.
"I know, Duo, I know but you took too many pills, too many. You almost didn't wake up."
"I did? I'm sorry, I just wanted to sleep without those damn nightmares."
Heero pulls me tighter, "I know all about nightmares, about the fear and pain. I promise when you do wake up from those night terrors I will be there beside you to comfort and love you. I can't promise you will never dream but I do swear on my heart and soul you will never wake up alone.
I slide my arms around his waist surrendering to his strong arms. Letting myself become lost in his reassuring embrace.
"I promise I will never try to escape the dreams, not like that again."
Heero brushes a soft kiss over my lips, "All my dreams would be nightmares forever if I lost you."
"Heero please hold me. Make my dreams come true."
Together alone in the shower's rising mist, safe and secure in my lover's arms, I don't want to sleep. I just want to look in his eyes.
WAKING UP--Karen Hickman--May 2001