Author’s Note: This is my first attempt at a songfic. Many thanks to Aryn, who suggested this song to me for Heero and Arys. I’ve never heard the song, but Aryn’s told me that it’s pretty. "Then You Look At Me" is by Celine Dion. I’m not brilliant enough to write words like this! ^_^

Heero laughed as Arys tugged him along, her hand clamped firmly around his. She was laughing too, gray eyes full of distant, happy memories as they ran across the sand. Heero could not help laughing at his wife. She had insisted that for their fifth anniversary they should go back to where he had asked her to marry him. The beach still looked as Heero remembered. It had not changed.

"Do you remember, Heero?" She asked him, smiling as she practically skidded to a stop.

How could he forget? Heero was going too fast to stop as she had, still balanced. He tumbled into her, catching hold of her around the waist. His tackle sent them both falling onto the sand. Arys giggled as Heero began tickling her.

Here was a place where they both had learned to live, here was where their dreams had come to fulfillment. And it was a place like this where Heero had almost lost his life, where he had almost lost Arys. The sea. It had threatened to take both their lives, but for some reason, it never made good on the threat. Heero stopped tickling Arys and found himself staring down into her eyes. Eyes that had once held a loneliness that he himself had possessed. But now, all he could see was contentment, love, joy. And he was the one who was responsible for it. He had thought that he could never make anybody happy. He had thought that he would always be lost, wandering, homeless, destined to die old and alone. He was glad that he had been wrong.

Arys reached up to touch his face, a tender look replacing the laughing smile.

"You know, I still owe you for that tackle," she whispered.

Heero immediately knew what she was speaking of. The night Heero had followed her out to her Gundam and discovered her identity, her past, her loneliness. Something had drawn him to her after that meeting. Somehow, she was like him. She could understand his pain, his need to hide his emotions, his battle instinct. And most of all, she could read his eyes.

"What are you thinking, Heero?" she asked.

Heero stared down at her, knowing that she knew the answer and that she just wanted to hear him say it.

"How much I love you."

Heero pulled Arys to her feet and stepped back to take one of her hands in his. "Would you like to dance?"

She smiled. "I thought you’d never ask."

To the music of the waves, Heero twirled Arys around in his arms, just as he had five years ago. As they danced, He often glanced down at the woman settled against his chest, seeing the moonlight reflect off her hair. For one wild moment, he wished desperately that she would look up at him so that he could see the moonlight reflected in her eyes.

As if she had read his thoughts, Arys lifted her head to gaze up at him. And he gazed back, not only seeing the moonlight in her eyes, but also a reflection of himself.

Then you look at me
And I always see
What I have been searching for
I'm lost as can be
Then you look at me
And I am not lost anymore

He never tired of looking into her eyes. They were always changing. One moment they were bright and full of life, the next they were dark as a stormy sky, and often he could see a combination of the two. He often saw in her eyes what he felt inside. She reflected him, complemented him, completed him.

She was his life, his love, his completer. He knew he would be nothing without her. And as he brushed a hand against the locks of her dark hair, he knew that she needed him. He had felt it in the way she clung to him when they kissed, the way she looked at him when they were alone.

Heero danced her slowly to a stop and he realized that they were standing in the waves. Water sloshed up around their ankles, but Arys seemed oblivious to the waves as she stared at him, inviting him.

And you say you see
When you look at me
The reason you love life so
Though lost I have been
I find love again
And life just keeps on running
And life just keeps on running
You look at me and life comes from you

He smiled, putting his arms around her waist as he pulled her close. Without a word, he kissed her. They had reached the point long ago where they did not need words. They only needed each other. As they kissed, he realized how much of his life revolved around her. But he knew that his life would be empty without her. She had given him something to live for, not die for. She had given him someone to love, not hate. She had found him lost and had brought him home, and as a result, had given him life.