fic: The Morning Creature
Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 2:47 pm
Hey all! Just a bit of fluff I thought up, while trying to procrastinate finishing my sewing. Hope you enjoy!
Lady Saffir
The Morning Creature
or: Heero should learn to keep his mouth shut
Disclaimer: I don't own any GW characters.
Heero Yuy loved Relena Peacecraft for many reasons. Her determination, her grit, her elegant speaking abilities that had saved her countless times. However, the two best things Heero loved about Relena were physical in nature.
Her hair and eyes.
Although he very much enjoyed the rest of her body, the two things he loved best weren't the two things he could just imagine Duo snickering over. He couldn't even really say why her hair and eyes always caught his attention, but they did. In fact, he had caught himself daydreaming once or twice about the way her hair would catch and reflect the sunlight, or the way her eyes would darken when her emotions got the better of her.
Sighing, Heero replayed the events of the prior night in his thoughts. They had gone out to dinner and then dancing, and upon returning to her home, Relena and turned and asked him to stay the night. It was hardly the first time they had been intimate in the three months they had been together, but it was the first time he had spent the night.
Smiling, Heero rolled over with the intentions of waking Relena with an encore of last night's events.
The sight that greeted his eyes ripped a short, 'Ayeee!' from his throat, and had him falling off of the bed in his haste to get away.
"Heero?" The sound of Relena's voice had Heero staring in horror at the sight before him. He had at first thought that his eyes were playing tricks on him, but the more he stared the more convinced he became what was before him was real.
Heero shuddered.
Relena's perfect hair stood in spikes at random intervals, with the rest of her hair clumping and hanging down pitifully looking lank and dull.
And her eyes! Her beautiful blue eyes! The picture before him made him want to weep. Those blue eyes he so loved were bloodshot and puffy, and barely recognizable.
What had happened to his goddess?
"Heero? What's the matter?" The thing that was supposed to be Relena asked, bending over in concern.
"Re...Relena? What happened to you?" Heero choked out, aghast at the changes that had taken place over night.
"Heero? What are you talking about? Nothing happened to me, I'm fine," The Relena shaped creature replied.
"But your hair! Your eyes!" Heero wailed.
Closing his eyes at the horror, Heero failed to notice the creature now bending over him, her eyes slitting in realization of what bothered him.
"Heero, did you think I woke up looking perfect?"
The tone of her voice should have clued Heero in, but caught up in his misery he simply replied, "Yes."
The next sound that reached Heero's ears was that of the bedroom door being thrown open. To his surprise he found himself airborn, the sheet fluttering in his wake.
"...and stay out!"
That was all Heero caught as he slammed into the opposite wall, sliding down into a heap.
His poor princess. He had to save her! He would find ways to make sure that her hair was always golden and slightly curling, and her eyes always beautiful. Yes! That was his new mission in life, one he would gladly embrace!
Movement from the corner of his eye and Heero noticing Trowa straightening from his slouch against the wall. Scrambling to his feet, he pulled the sheet around his waist, barely paying heed to the snickers Trowa was unable to silence.
"So, you finally found out what she looks like first thing in the morning, did you?"
Heero nodded, staring at the bedroom door, when the words penetrated his brain.
"And just how do you know what she looks like when she wakes up?" He growled.
His only response was a smirk before the tall Preventer stalked downstairs.
"Barton! Get back here and answer me!"
Lady Saffir
The Morning Creature
or: Heero should learn to keep his mouth shut
Disclaimer: I don't own any GW characters.
Heero Yuy loved Relena Peacecraft for many reasons. Her determination, her grit, her elegant speaking abilities that had saved her countless times. However, the two best things Heero loved about Relena were physical in nature.
Her hair and eyes.
Although he very much enjoyed the rest of her body, the two things he loved best weren't the two things he could just imagine Duo snickering over. He couldn't even really say why her hair and eyes always caught his attention, but they did. In fact, he had caught himself daydreaming once or twice about the way her hair would catch and reflect the sunlight, or the way her eyes would darken when her emotions got the better of her.
Sighing, Heero replayed the events of the prior night in his thoughts. They had gone out to dinner and then dancing, and upon returning to her home, Relena and turned and asked him to stay the night. It was hardly the first time they had been intimate in the three months they had been together, but it was the first time he had spent the night.
Smiling, Heero rolled over with the intentions of waking Relena with an encore of last night's events.
The sight that greeted his eyes ripped a short, 'Ayeee!' from his throat, and had him falling off of the bed in his haste to get away.
"Heero?" The sound of Relena's voice had Heero staring in horror at the sight before him. He had at first thought that his eyes were playing tricks on him, but the more he stared the more convinced he became what was before him was real.
Heero shuddered.
Relena's perfect hair stood in spikes at random intervals, with the rest of her hair clumping and hanging down pitifully looking lank and dull.
And her eyes! Her beautiful blue eyes! The picture before him made him want to weep. Those blue eyes he so loved were bloodshot and puffy, and barely recognizable.
What had happened to his goddess?
"Heero? What's the matter?" The thing that was supposed to be Relena asked, bending over in concern.
"Re...Relena? What happened to you?" Heero choked out, aghast at the changes that had taken place over night.
"Heero? What are you talking about? Nothing happened to me, I'm fine," The Relena shaped creature replied.
"But your hair! Your eyes!" Heero wailed.
Closing his eyes at the horror, Heero failed to notice the creature now bending over him, her eyes slitting in realization of what bothered him.
"Heero, did you think I woke up looking perfect?"
The tone of her voice should have clued Heero in, but caught up in his misery he simply replied, "Yes."
The next sound that reached Heero's ears was that of the bedroom door being thrown open. To his surprise he found himself airborn, the sheet fluttering in his wake.
"...and stay out!"
That was all Heero caught as he slammed into the opposite wall, sliding down into a heap.
His poor princess. He had to save her! He would find ways to make sure that her hair was always golden and slightly curling, and her eyes always beautiful. Yes! That was his new mission in life, one he would gladly embrace!
Movement from the corner of his eye and Heero noticing Trowa straightening from his slouch against the wall. Scrambling to his feet, he pulled the sheet around his waist, barely paying heed to the snickers Trowa was unable to silence.
"So, you finally found out what she looks like first thing in the morning, did you?"
Heero nodded, staring at the bedroom door, when the words penetrated his brain.
"And just how do you know what she looks like when she wakes up?" He growled.
His only response was a smirk before the tall Preventer stalked downstairs.
"Barton! Get back here and answer me!"
