Affection
By: Nurkio
Dese Peeps Ain't Mine!

As always he talked, hoping for a reaction
Hoping *he'd* read between the lines and see the attraction
He wondered if maybe a joke would yield the results he sought
And surprise scrawled his face as he declared what he thought
"I love you"
No, that wasn't what he'd meant to say
The response was curt, frozen
"I don't feel the same way"

Amethyst eyes widened; shock made his mind float
He tried to deny it, but the words caught in his throat
His hand reached out, hesitated, and was brought back
Nothing he could say would ever change the facts
His psyche distraught
What he'd said, wrong
The words to fix it caught
His love, had gone

A mission; the battle raged on seemingly without end
Eyes blank, trademark laugh forced, he let the scythe descend
Unconsciously he sought Wing; it flagged, crippled in its fight
The enemy beam cannon raised; Deathscythe took flight
The hit became his own
His love, the shield
Already dead inside
He let his fate be sealed

Content in the knowledge that he'd protected his love
An angel fell to earth from the skies above . . .

Pulled gently from his cockpit; into arms he'd longed to fill
Amaryllis eyes brimming; his bloody hand reached to touch the cheek
"I'm sorry, Heero, I love you still"