A Lover's Ink: 2 of 2

[The Young Alcoholic]

AN: Here is the conclusion to my short, two piece episode. I was amazed at how many reviews I got and would like to thank each and every one of you for your interest in this idea of mine. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: This was half inspired by TLC?s, Miami Ink, and the other half by my new best friend, insomnia. I don?t own any of them nor do I own Gundam Wing. What I do own is the concoction of a plot that putting these things together have made.


A Lover?s Ink
Part 2


Wiping away the excess marks of color and sanitizing her tender flesh, I told the brunette lying before me that she was finished. I watched as she got off the table to examine the flower pattern across her upper back in the mirror. Oh, how the moans and gasps she made were like music to my ears. She commented on how beautiful it was and winked at me through the mirror. I felt my cheeks redden. She had been my first lady in awhile. Another happy customer, another happy way of showing their appreciation.

She gave me a hug good-bye and then proceeded out the door, but not before giving my partner a flirty wave of her hand. Like always, Heero remained oblivious and continued gazing through our appointment book. The brunette frowned, but left with unsaid words. I, on the other hand, was getting sick of his constant cold-shoulder techniques. Even if our shop was popular, it wasn?t good for business.

He just stood there, leaning over the counter, occasionally flipping a page. I threw my hands up in the air; my black, discarded latex gloves flew over my head. Being best friends with this guy was definitely hazardous to my health. I called out to him and asked if he had any intention of keeping the shop in business, or if he was just trying to grab a spot in the Guinness Book of World Records for being the biggest asshole on the planet.

His head finally raised from its cocked position and leveled his eyes with mine. He just stared at me for a moment in silence before mentioning that I had an appointment in five minutes, and then returned back to the book. I felt my face slowly dripping into a puddle on the floor. As of lately, my trademark grin was rapidly evolving into a gapping-mouthed zombie look. Hilde was kind enough to refer to it whenever I came home from work in a bad mood. At this point I was just too frustrated to come back with any cynical retort at the bastard. With a heavy sigh, I turned to clean up my station and prepare for my next client.

That is until I heard the bell above the door chime a couple seconds later.

My mouth hung open with astonishment and I nearly dropped my tattoo machine. She was an absolute beauty. Her honey-blonde hair cascaded down in a simple wave with a portion of it hanging over the left side of her chest. She had a face that was far better than any model I had ever seen with the brightest blue eyes. There was only one word that could describe her body, and that was curvy. The top few buttons on her white blouse were left undone, revealing some fair skin dipping down to her breasts. My eyes traveled further down and tried gazing through her baby blue skirt. The end of it whished and whooshed, back and forth gracefully around her knees until its momentum stopped. And her legs, damn were they sexy. I had almost forgotten I was married for a moment. Just for a moment.

I welcomed her and asked if she needed anything. She was definitely not someone I?d expect to see in a tattoo shop. She appeared just too delicate for a place like this. Maybe she just needed directions. Or maybe?I lost my train of thought as my eyes traveled back up her legs.

A crash suddenly brought me out of my daydreaming and I nearly jumped out of my skin. The cup of pens that were usually placed on the front desk were now sprawled all over the floor in porcelain remains. Heero had finally removed himself from our appointment book and was staring, in what I believed to be shock, at our newest arrival. The mess on the floor was no matter of questioning compared to what I was witnessing before my very eyes. To see any valid human emotion visible on Heero?s face was scaring the hell out of me.

The two just stood there, gazing at each other until she smiled and finally broke the silence.

?Hello, Heero.?

?Relena.?

My eyes traveled the distance between the two at least five times until the light bulb in my head finally clicked on. A true genuine grin overcame my confused face as I finally figured it out. So this was the girl who was constantly on his mind. This was the love of his life. This was Relena Peacecraft.

I watched as the uneasy silence remained. At least now Heero had regained his posture and was standing tall, but Relena seemed to have found an interest in her white heeled shoes. The two stayed like that until he finally brought his hand up to drag through his unruly hair and asked how she had been. She replied that she was doing well and then asked him the same question. He said he was fine.

I wanted to throw my tattoo machine at his head for lying, but it?s such a pretty machine.

I finally spoke up and stuttered that I was going to get a broom to clean up the mess. I turned and left the two for the storage closet in the back. All the while, I mused back to my memories on that night when Heero first told me about Relena. I couldn?t help but feel glad for the guy. She had come back to him and all was not lost or dark again. Opening the closet door, I rummaged around for a bit until I found what I was looking for. I headed back to the front of the shop only to find that the stoic idiot and his gorgeous guardian angel had disappeared. It was only me for awhile until my 2:30 appointment walked in.

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The rest of the day was crazy hectic. With Heero gone to who knows where, I was left to reschedule all of his appointments for that day. I realized that maybe I should have taken a glance at that appointment book every once in a while. Then I would have known how backed up we were for another four months. Consequently, I had to deal with the angry faces and impatient stares. The hardest, but not saddest, group of people that I had to turn down were the huge amount of babes that came specifically looking for Heero. It made me some what annoyed and disgusted that most of them probably weren?t even looking for a tattoo, but more of an excuse to have him touch them. I overheard one girl talking with her friend how she planned on having him autograph her right breast and then tattoo it so that he?d ?be with her forever?. It took a great amount of root beer and my lunch to drown that out of my memory.

To say that I was happy to close the shop for the day was an understatement. It was a relief when I finally got to turn off our neon ?open? sign for the night. Mumbling to myself, I grabbed the broom from the closet and began to sweep up the shop. It must have been a little after ten when my partner and his girl finally decided to walk back in.

I was just about to give him a piece of my mind but stopped when I saw him?smiling? Was he seriously smiling? No, it couldn?t be. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn?t imaging it. The result had them nearly bulging out of their sockets. He really was smiling, and it wasn?t just any ordinary smile either; it seemed?sincere. I sure as hell had never seen it before. And he was only smiling at her.

Seeing Heero smile was freaking me out. It was like watching Oprah tell her fan that she didn?t give a damn about them and wasn?t planning on giving away any free cars. The two just didn?t fit.

The two finally noticed my presence and greeted me, unaware of my stunned expression. As if the smiling wasn?t scary enough, I almost had a heart attack when he thanked me for taking care of his clients. Then Relena apologized for taking him away from the business for the day. Closing my gaping mouth, I shook the shock away and sheepishly smiled while rubbing the back of my head. I told her it was no problem and I was willing to help out my best pal.

Heero released Relena?s hand, which I now noticed he was holding, and walked over to grab a pair of gloves, a clean set of needles to place in his tattoo machine, and black ink. I asked him if he had any late night customers that he didn?t tell me about and he nodded. He told me that it was him.

He prepared everything and then to my surprise, handed it all to Relena. She sat down on his chair as he removed his black shirt above his head. I saw her blush slightly at his well toned chest and looked away. It amazes me how some women act all shy around things like that. It?s not like it was anything she hadn?t seen before, I bet.

Heero then laid down upon the table and instructed Relena on how to hold the needle and what to do. He called my name. I walked towards them and he asked me if I could help her on the procedures. I looked at him dumbfounded and asked just what he had in mind. Relena smiled at me and said that Heero had convinced her to give him a tattoo. I looked back at Heero, my eyes wide open. His eyes were focused on her with a gleam of what was it? Attraction? Love? Yeah, it was probably the latter. I smiled, my trademark grin had finally returned.

I winked at Relena and told her I?d show her the ropes. I realized that she was going to do it free hand. My Hilde did it once to me when she signed her name on my leg. Heero laid perfectly still as I got around Relena?s back and held onto her hands, telling her how to hold it and demonstrating when to apply color onto the needle. I tried to ink a smiley face on his stomach, but Heero glared with that infamous death glare of his and told me to back off. Relena and I laughed and then I left the tattooing up to her.

I went back to tiding up the shop as the two love birds went about their business. The whole situation got me thinking about my own love. My marriage to Hilde had always been, and forever will be, a sure thing. To me, we just seemed perfect for each other. But Heero and Relena had the opposition against them. I looked over my shoulder and watched her devoted concentration exert its force within the movement of the tattoo machine. He seemed content and even relaxed underneath her creativity and precision. Just watching the scene unfold made me realize that, though every love is different, the rewarding outcomes were all the same. I believe in love, and I believe in them.

I continued my job cleaning up the shop, glancing over at them every once in awhile to see how things were going. No words seemed to be exchanged, but Heero was abnormally touchy.

I watched silently as he placed his hand on her knee, fingertips just tickling lightly against her cream colored skin. She turned pink and looked at him with a shy smile on her face. Taking that as his signal, he fully placed his hand on her thigh and let it inch higher and higher. Her skirt rose with each movement, revealing more and more desiring skin. She playfully slapped his hand away and whispered to him to stop it. His eyes never left her face as his hand laid still for a moment and then pursued again. Relena grabbed his hand sternly this time, but the playfulness in her eyes gave away her act. She whispered his name pleadingly and he smirked at his conquest.

Heero continued to watch her, and the light I saw a month ago returned, shining brightly in his eyes once again. Not once did he look at what she was creating on his chest. She could have been writing my name for all I know and he wouldn?t have noticed. Finally I heard her announce that she was finished and told Heero to get up. He rose up from the padded table and walked before the mirror on the wall. Curiously, I tilted my head to get a good view of the ink through the mirror. I saw her art on the left side of his chest through the reflection.

It was a well drawn heart with the initials, ?HY? and ?RP? in the middle of it. And to finish it off, there was an arrow that shot through it. It wasn?t very big, but big enough to send an impact in me. Her heart was placed right above his own.

She slowly walked around to stand at his right, both gazing in the mirror. Heero brought his arm up to wrap around her shoulders and pulled her closer to him. She rested her head on his shoulder while her arms wrapped around his bare waist. He returned her touch with a kiss on the top of her blonde hair. They just stood there in each other?s embrace, gazing at the love mark that would always be there. Eternity is forever, and so is their love.

End.

[The Angry Angel]

Absolutely fabulous! ...Right above his heart...that is so sweet and picturesque. That's what a tattoo should be all about!
Kudos!
~AA

[TanukiSaint]

I have never seen or heard of Miami Ink and I'll probably never remember the name to even look it up. But I will forever remember this story that I read once as a beautiful and unique story, about a love that couldn't be and yet was fated to exist for Eternity.

though every love is different, the rewarding outcomes were all the same. I believe in love, and I believe in them.

Very Inspiring.

A Lover's Ink was a breathtaking fic to read albeit a short one but don't take that as a complain, I'm a happy customer

Keep Writing gorgeous stories like these, you have my support

[melodrama]

This was a really lovely story YA! I liked it a lot. I honestly don't read that many fan fics anymore, at least not all the way through. None seem to hold my curiosity or attention. But this one did!

It's so hard to tell a truly engaging story completely from a third persons perpective like that, or at least I think so, but I think you really nailed it.

Just lovely. Gave me the warm fuzzies and goosebumps. Thanks so much for sharing!!

Love Mel.

[takisha16]

Yay!
I'm glad this tatoo ended in bringing them closer together!
Yeah...I could jut see the difference in characters between them!
Nice one!

[Andrea]

This was wonderful, YoungAlcoholic! Truly amazing. I liked the story, the characterization and specifically, how it was told from some else's persepective, yet you could perfectly convey the lover's feelings and emotions without having them say anything about it.

Don't know it that makes sense... Anyway, kudos for this beautiful story!

[Aristale Wolf]

AAAAAWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!! thats so sweet that....it was a mixture of my 2 favorite things...tattoos and heero....