Violet
If there’s a way that you could be everything you want to
be,
Would you just complain that it came too easy?
Just like the games
with you and me
A resolution hard to see
But that's ok 'cause I don't see
things that are plain to see
Everything about him has my
attention. As I stand in the far corner of this room, watching him as he
extravagantly flings open the door, promptly bouncing in, seeming to drag an
aura of cheerfulness and tenacity with him. At times I hate him. I hate the way
that he is the only one in this room able to see past my expressionless features
and into the void that is my heart. I hate the way he is never expressionless,
no matter how much he tries! He is never without an emotion of some sort
dragging him down into the murky depths of despair, or pulling him up with hands
laced in white satin, letting the light from the surface shine through the
tainted water and lies, giving him more strength than anyone as imperfect as he
can deserve. His eyes shimmer with every thought he has, every emotion flowing
through his veins is displayed clearly on that cherub face, his concentration on
even the smallest of tasks making me force back a grin, his hurt on even the
smallest knock-back causing me to swallow the ever-growing lump in my throat.
He's just so beautiful... I take in a deep breath of air, it seems to burn my
lungs, I want to blame him. I always want to blame him. He thinks that I do not
yet care, he thinks I am not aware that he cares, and that I am still a victory
he has not yet achieved. Actually he only thinks that he thinks such things.
Deep within him he knows that I am his, and even deeper he knows that he is
mine.
I've got a dream to take you over
Exploding like a
supernova
I'm going to crash into your world
And that's no lie.
I stay stock still, waiting for the moment. He wants to come
up to me, I can feel the tension building inside him. There is only so long he
can pull off this charade of wanting to be here for the company of someone other
than his beloved Heero, only so long he can withhold the temptation of pulling
himself over to me, and teasing himself by talking happily to me like we are
friends. Hmph... friends indeed. Friends do not play games like I do Duo, you
should know this by now, or perhaps you are putting on an act of naivety just to
spur me on more. Well go ahead Maxwell, you know how to play games as well as I
do. Finally it arrives, the moment we have both been waiting for. We lock eyes.
And for that split second, I see everything I have been searching for, for so
very, very long. Is it that long awaited passion? No, I can see that whenever I
wish to, no need to search it out in someone like him. Is it love? No, love
cannot be seen, only felt. Is it true lust, a deep wanting? Still no, for that
is always in his eyes. What was it? It was fear. Something I have awaited since
the day we have met. I smirk. The victory is finally mine, and no matter what he
does, he can never go back. I have got from him what I have always wanted. The
moment ends, as it disappears back into the deep liquid amethyst pools of his
eyes, but I will not forget. Oh no Duo, I will not forget. You truly are mine
now.......
You want to give ecstasy delivered with certainty
But
your afraid that the pleasure won't be needed
In a way we are the same two
people looking out to sea
For a wave that would carry all our
fantasies.
He bounces over to me, his braid swinging violently
behind him in the way it does, seeming to have acquired and independent body to
that of the boy who had grown it for so many years, always seeming to want to go
the opposite way to where its creator was heading.
"Hey Heero buddy!" he
grins in that foolish, American way he does "How you doing?" I close my eyes to
his smiling face, wondering if he is aware of my victory yet, wondering if there
is any hurt in his eyes from my feigned ignorance. Obviously not, as I feel a
small breeze float around my ankles as he swishes around my body so that he can
whisper into my ear, his hand placed on my shoulder. I fight back a smile at his
touch. "Are you as bored as I am?" I open my eyes, slowly, teasing him as he
impatiently waits my response. Impatience gets the better of him, as I see him
waltz away again, looking back over his shoulders once, hoping we lock eyes and
I will suddenly follow him. Oh no Duo... that would be too easy.
If there's a way to infiltrate you
To sway your mind and
complicate you
I'm gonna crash into your world
And that's no
lie.
Unblinking, I move away from the noise of the chattering
people around me. I can hear his voice above everyone’s, his over exaggerated
tales catching the attention of everyone who hears his crudely accented voice
ricocheting around the room. I smirk silently as I open the door, knowing that
it's silence will get his attention. Of course it does.
"Hey Heero - where
are you going?" he calls over. I pretend I do not notice him, and walk out the
door, making my way swiftly down the hall, my footsteps echoing around the metal
tunnel. The door does not even click closed before he has leapt out after me.
Predictable. I walk faster, listening to his ever increasing footsteps as he
runs after me. Finally he catches up, grabbing my wrist, trying to pull me back.
"Heero - why'd you split, the party was just getting started." The unintentional
sarcasm lay thick and heavy in his voice. I turned back to look at him. My
silence was scaring him. I loved it.
"Duo." I spoke his name quieter than
usual. "I don't believe that intelligent conversation exists in a room where
people are more concerned about the type of dip the y serve and what a baka like
yourself is wearing for the evening." he didn't seem hurt by the insult, used to
it by now. Instead he merely grinned.
"You have a sense of humour? That’s a
first." He shook out his hair, turning back, probably to go back to the so
called party, in a vain attempt to make me follow. "You coming?" He didn't look
over his shoulder as he threw back his words, but he did stop as he heard the
click of my gun as I removed the safety lock. "Heero...." he said cautiously. I
pressed the cool metal weapon against the small of his back.
"Come with me."
I hissed into his ear. I felt him shudder, but comply to my words as I pushed
him into a nearby cupboard. The darkness enveloped us and I heard his voice
sound, quiet now, higher pitched with urgency.
"Heero what’s going on?" I
laugh in my mind. You are mine now.
Let your body move into the doorway
To the disco inside
your head (violet)
Wear a colour that you want to cling to
The colour
inside your head (violet)
Contemplate jealousy intermixed with urgency
A
million things take a damned good shot at you and me
I find his
lips easily with my own, pressing myself against him. For a moment he struggles,
before finally giving in and letting me kiss him, encouraging me as he runs his
hands through my hair, happy at last. Our kisses become more passionate, driving
me insane with desire. He tastes good… I want to taste more of him.
"Heero..." he moans as I stop kissing his lips, somehow managing to draw
myself away from the soft warmth of his mouth to nuzzle the nape of his neck. I
shiver slightly as I feel his pulse race under my lips. He smells good, I want
him right here, right now. He wants me to take him right here, right now. But
no. You don't give those you claimed all that they want all at once. I push him
back into the darkness, only just managing to avoid his flailing arms, before
the crash sounds as he hits the floor. I tut slightly, disapprovingly,
condescendingly. He will soon know that he is mine.
I'm gonna take you
I'll do my best to break you
I'm
gonna take you higher
And that's no lie.
Common sense is a game many
people don't like to play
But give it in and the moment takes you either
way
"Heero!!?" he calls out, so confused, so upset.
"I am
here." I reply monotonously.
"What's going on Heero? Please tell me....
please show me." I shake my head as I fumble for a light switch, finding one in
the form of a small chain hanging from the ceiling. Giving it a quick tug, the
room is soon illuminated with a purple-tinged glow - the glass of the bulb
tinted with a shade to match the moment. I see him, lying on the floor. God I
want him... his eyes are wide, tears seeming to be welling up in them, partly
the shock of his fall, partly the momentary feeling of rejection. His ankle is
twisted at a peculiar angle, not broken, but uncomfortable all the same, perhaps
sprained during his fall. He looks up at me with those deep, never-ending sea of
emotion filled eyes. "What's going on Heero......" he looks and sounds so
vulnerable. I have to suppress a moan of pleasure at the sight, the task only
made more difficult by the nervous edge to his voice. I blow him an invisible
kiss. I am sure he received it, but if he did he only had a split second to
react before his eyes widened in horror as I raised the gun again. "What are you
doing!!?" he yells, urgent now. I don't smile, I just aim, trying to decide
between his shoulder and his stomach. I decide in a second, and let the shot
ring out. He screams out, causing a smile to grow on my face. A palm is clutched
to his stomach, as blood seeps out between his fingers. My smile deepens. He
needs me now. I walk over and kneel beside him, ripping his shirt off with ease.
The wound is as deep as I hoped. Not fatal, but deep enough so as he can't deal
with this alone. I let my head drop down and lick away some of the blood. It
tastes as beautiful as the inside of his mouth, the bullet not tainting its
purity. Even now I can feel his lust, his passion still burning inside him, the
prospect of my touch the only thing exceeding his pain. I stand up. "You can't
leave me Heero!!" he yells, his voice cracking. I shake a finger at him.
"You stay where you are. Only I may help you. Only I may touch you now." he
whimpers, and tears streak down his cheeks as he conceals his eyes with thick
lashes.
"Why Heero? Why?"
"I want you to be mine, and nobody else’s,
understand me?" he nods, and wipes away a tear, unconsciously leaving a streak
of blood across his face. I walk out and shut the door behind me. I'll be back,
I'm not a sadist! I just want to play with him a little longer, I know my
Du-chan likes games. I walk down the hall, my footsteps heavy so that I know he
can feel them from his place on the floor. I want him to panic a little before I
return. I want to see him really needing me, with his heart, his mind and his
body. I let out a smile as I remembered that last sighting of his eyes. The fear
was gone. It was pure respect now. He truly was mine.
I've got a dream to take you over
Exploding like a
supernova
I'm going to crash into your world
And that's no lie.
Let
your body move into the doorway
To the disco inside your head (violet)
Wear a colour that you want to cling to
The colour inside your head
(violet)
I think I love him. I know he loves me. Once more I
think of those eyes. God he is beautiful....
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