Quatre opened his eyes slowly in the morning light. He remembered waking once or twice and watching Heero sleep. He actually looked almost innocent when he was slumbering. Quatre would lay there, listening to Heero's rythmic breathing, gentle and soothing, and once in a while touch his cheek gently. Then Quatre would drift off to join Heero in his slumbers.

He turned over, expecting to look into Heero's sapphire eyes, but instead faced empty space. That's when Quatre remembered that Heero often woke up extremely early. Quatre got up, stretched, and got dressed. he had a feeling as to where Heero was.

When he arrived at the hangar where their Gundams were, sure enough, he could hear Heero working on his Wing Zero. As quietly as he could, Quatre climbed up onto the Wing Zero to watch him.

Heero was working on the right arm. Quatre's eyes wandered all over Heero's lean, muscular body as he worked. Quatre was overwhelmed with emotion, Heero's beauty, and his love for him. Suddenly Heero looked up and noticed Quatre there. He smiled and continued his work. He's been doing that a lot lately, Quatre thought.

"Ow!" Heero cried suddenly. Quatre hurried over to see what happened. He saw that Heero was gripping his left hand hard. He wondered if he would be able to help, because naturally, he was worried.

When he got to Heero's side, Quatre extended his hand, gesturing for Heero to let him see. "Here, let me help." He said.

Heero involuntarily jerked away a little bit, but reluctantly let Quatre take a look.

"My hand got caught in a joint." Heero explained while Quatre inspected his hand.

"Hmm. Looks like you just pinched a nerve. It'll bruise, but it should be okay." Quatre grinned. "But, just in case..." He brought Heero's hand up and gently kissed it where it had hurt. He looked up, smiling that boyish smile of his. "Feel better?"

"Yes." Heero said. He looked into Quatre's eyes, and Quatre felt warmth flood over him.

"I feel great." An impish smile slipped onto his face, then he leaned over and kissed Quatre on the lips. Then he leaned back a little to stare into Quatre's green eyes. Quatre gazed back, his mind and pulse racing.

"Quatre,I...I..."

Quatre knew what he was going to say. "You don't have to say it, Heero. I know. I feel the same."

"Have you known that since we first met?"

"Honestly, no."

"Same here." Heero said. "I wish I had known then."

Quatre placed his hand on Heero's and said, "We both know now, that's all that matters." He went to peck Heero on the cheek, but Heero met him halfway there, and their lips collided once more. This time Quatre took the initiative in sliding his tounge into Heero's mouth. Their hands were all over, feeling every inch of each other with excitement. Pretty soon they both had sizeable hard-ons raging.

Suddenly Quatre broke away, breathing heavily. A thought had entered his mind. "Let's do it, right here, right now."
Chapter 5