Not What it Seems

by: Abra

rating: pg

pairing: 2+1+R

warning: shounen-ai

I walked through the pouring rain, struggling to stay on my feet.

Just a little bit further, just a little bit more. I wanted more than anything to just collapse, and let myself drown in the rain, but in the bag I was carrying was something of vital importance.

I glanced at the slowly darkening Western sky, then at the watch on my wrist. I was almost out of time. I turned the corner, and my destination came into sight.

Eager to be done with this, I picked up my pace, until I was almost running. The bag bounced, and occaisionally hit my leg. I winced, and hoped that nothing inside was damaged.

Finally, after what seemed an eternity, I stumbled up the steps to the old brownstone building. The door opened before I had a chance to get my key out, and I all but fell into a pair of warm, strong arms.

"Oi, Heero, what took you so long?" Duo said, as he took the bag from me. "'Jousan's can't finish that pie without these, ya know."

I looked up, and saw the good humor in his violet eyes. Putting on a look of mock irritation, I said, "Long lines. Everyone in town seemed to feel the need to go grocery shopping at 11:37pm."

Duo laughed, and gave me a towel, and then danced into the kitchen, where Relena had been waiting impaitently for me to get back with the eggs. Sitting in front of the fire, I dried myself off, and relaxed, sure in the knowledge that everything was right in the world.



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