Once He Learned How to Die (drabble, Heero)

[Mellie]

Once He Learned How to Die
By: Mellie
(Thanks for the inspiration, An!)

AC 191
Dropping onto the grass, Heero propped himself up with his arms while sitting. The rain fell onto his upturned face while a smile played upon his lips. After the last mission, it felt good to feel the cool tears of the sky caress his tired body.

It hadn?t gone like the other missions. No, this time it had pushed everything he was and forced him to give up something precious to him. He had given his childhood to the fists of war. Tonight it was the first time he had felt sorry for causing harm. Seeing the fear and desire for the life in the wide eyes for the man had triggered something. The release of the trigger tension had brought a splash of crimson.

Heero curled into his knees, hugging them tightly with his arms. His tears were obscured by the rain so that the old man in front of Heero could not see the truth. ?Are you crying boy??

?No,? Heero whimpered, trying to wipe away the rain and tears.

?Once you learn how to die, you learn how to live.?

Heero looked up for explanation, but Dr. J was already walking away. Suddenly, Heero knew what he had to do, what he had to become. ?Mission accepted.?
END

[angel222]

THAT was good

[APerfectSoldier87]

Fire

[Eienvine]

Oh, poor Heero! Poor, tragic Heero . . . very well written, Mellie. You said so much with so few words.