Friday Banshee
Mar. 11th, 2011 06:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lavandarlizard2How about the view from the other side? Too bad. Here it is anyway. ^____^
BFB – Part 103 – Crazy is as Crazy Does
Duo awoke with his hand clutching Heero’s pillow. Heero’s empty pillow. He rolled his eyes and sighed to himself. He didn’t really think Heero would sleep through the night, but he’d had hopes. Ah, well. He would just go reel him in again.
They’d gone to sleep in Heero’s room, so he checked his own first. The Wyvern had been known to retreat to the other room when he couldn’t sleep – some silly notion about not disturbing Duo.
No sign of him in the bathroom or in Duo’s room. The balcony, then. The door was open a bit. Even when he needed to ‘spare’ Duo, he needed to be able to hear him. Duo smirked to himself and slipped out the door.
Yep; there he was, crouched on the stone parapet, staring out over the grounds and the hills. Duo blinked. Blinked again. Lifted one eyebrow.
Huh. That was new. Heero was crouched on the stone, his Wyverny talons digging in for stability. The rest of him was his usual Human-friendly form. Well. Learn something new every day. So the tongue wasn’t the only micro-change he could do. Cool.
He oozed silently over to lay his hand on Heero’s shoulder; the Wyvern jumped. Duo snickered. It always tweaked his Banshee pride when he could startle a Guardian.
“Thinking?” he murmured.
“Yes. Can’t seem to put it out of my mind,” Heero grumbled.
“You could have woken me. I’m good at distraction,” he reminded, insinuating himself into Heero’s embrace.
“I would rather not bring this particular thing into our bed,” Heero sighed, pulling his Banshee closer. Duo thought a bit, debating between sympathy and snark.
“Gotcha. Um… Distraction. You could help me wind some yarn,” he offered helpfully, choosing to walk the line between the two for now.
Heero snickered and nuzzled at Duo’s hair. “And have my arms be useless all day? No thanks. How about a little flying? We haven’t done a night tour in a while.”
“I would love to fly with you,” Duo purred, stretching up on his toes to nibble at his jaw line.
Heero smirked, feeling much better. “You really are good at distraction, Chosen. All sorts of distractions.” He scooped Duo into his arms and stood up on the parapet, morphing as he did so. “Which direction shall we go?”
“First star to the right and straight on till morning?” Duo quipped hopefully.
“How about a circuit of the town and a hello to the lake monster?” Heero countered, and slurped his tongue over Duo’s face.
“That’ll work too,” Duo laughed. And maybe he could manage to get inside that thick skull and trim back some of the guilt.
BFB – Part 103 – Crazy is as Crazy Does
Duo awoke with his hand clutching Heero’s pillow. Heero’s empty pillow. He rolled his eyes and sighed to himself. He didn’t really think Heero would sleep through the night, but he’d had hopes. Ah, well. He would just go reel him in again.
They’d gone to sleep in Heero’s room, so he checked his own first. The Wyvern had been known to retreat to the other room when he couldn’t sleep – some silly notion about not disturbing Duo.
No sign of him in the bathroom or in Duo’s room. The balcony, then. The door was open a bit. Even when he needed to ‘spare’ Duo, he needed to be able to hear him. Duo smirked to himself and slipped out the door.
Yep; there he was, crouched on the stone parapet, staring out over the grounds and the hills. Duo blinked. Blinked again. Lifted one eyebrow.
Huh. That was new. Heero was crouched on the stone, his Wyverny talons digging in for stability. The rest of him was his usual Human-friendly form. Well. Learn something new every day. So the tongue wasn’t the only micro-change he could do. Cool.
He oozed silently over to lay his hand on Heero’s shoulder; the Wyvern jumped. Duo snickered. It always tweaked his Banshee pride when he could startle a Guardian.
“Thinking?” he murmured.
“Yes. Can’t seem to put it out of my mind,” Heero grumbled.
“You could have woken me. I’m good at distraction,” he reminded, insinuating himself into Heero’s embrace.
“I would rather not bring this particular thing into our bed,” Heero sighed, pulling his Banshee closer. Duo thought a bit, debating between sympathy and snark.
“Gotcha. Um… Distraction. You could help me wind some yarn,” he offered helpfully, choosing to walk the line between the two for now.
Heero snickered and nuzzled at Duo’s hair. “And have my arms be useless all day? No thanks. How about a little flying? We haven’t done a night tour in a while.”
“I would love to fly with you,” Duo purred, stretching up on his toes to nibble at his jaw line.
Heero smirked, feeling much better. “You really are good at distraction, Chosen. All sorts of distractions.” He scooped Duo into his arms and stood up on the parapet, morphing as he did so. “Which direction shall we go?”
“First star to the right and straight on till morning?” Duo quipped hopefully.
“How about a circuit of the town and a hello to the lake monster?” Heero countered, and slurped his tongue over Duo’s face.
“That’ll work too,” Duo laughed. And maybe he could manage to get inside that thick skull and trim back some of the guilt.
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Date: 2011-03-12 03:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-16 05:33 pm (UTC)Heero has pretty much tried to be an open book for Duo. Sometimes he succeeds. ^___^
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Date: 2011-03-12 04:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-16 05:34 pm (UTC)He's still telling himself he's not sure. ^___^
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Date: 2011-03-12 09:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-16 05:34 pm (UTC)That *is* the question lingering in the back of Duo's mind. ^___^
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Date: 2011-03-13 11:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-16 05:35 pm (UTC)And yet... he is an open book. Sort of. ^____^ Written in code in a long-dead language. *snerk!*