Title: Dear Diary
Author: Cloudy Daze
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: 2+1
Category: Shounen ai, humor, fluff....just plain sweetness
Feedback: Yes, Onegai! Live for feedback!
Warnings: None really, it’s an cute little shounen ai story....cavities....it’ll give you Cavities! (Okay...so Nagisa’s writing this *grin*, I do title headers!)
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Dear Diary

Well I know what you’re all thinking. How does the great Duo Maxwell, thief and Gundam pilot extra ordinaire, get stuck in such an unusual situation? It is pretty strange if you think about it. I mean I’ve lived my life pretty much alone. I grew up taking care of myself. Oh sure I had Solo, Father Maxwell, and Sister Helen taking care of me at one time or another but most of my life was spent by myself. So how is it that one lone Duo Maxwell ends up taking care of someone else?

It all come down to one word my friend and that word happens to be love. I admit it. I went and fell in love with someone. It was bound to happen at one point in my life. I mean no one can go his or her whole life without falling for someone. So here I am minding my own business, which happens to be taking down OZ soldiers and mobile dolls with my Gundam mind you, when I met him. Yes you heard me right. The love of my life is another guy. I know the church says that loving another of your own sex is a sin but let’s face it, most of what I do in my life is considered a sin. One more won’t really matter much will it?

So here comes mister perfect soldier. Willing to sacrifice everything, including his own life, for the good of the mission. Not exactly someone you can really get that close to. Yet for some strange reason I’m drawn to him. I guess I just wanted to try to get a smile out of the unemotional guy, I’m not sure but either way I spent most of my free time around him. I tried everything to get him to open up. You’ve got your basic small talk, a joke, heck even a song or two but nothing worked on this guy. So I was beginning to think that maybe it really was hopeless to get mister Heero Yuy to open up.

Then an idea hit me. You know those once in a blue moon great ideas that usually hit you when you’re either about to go to sleep or are doing something really personal like going to the bathroom. So any ways I figured out a good way to get to know Heero. If he wouldn’t open up with me then the first thing I would have to do is to open up to him. Maybe he needs to feel that we have something in common first before he’ll really talk. It was worth a shot either way.

So the very next day I sat down with Heero when everyone else was out on a mission and told him a little about myself. The fact that I lived alone all my life, didn’t have any parents, lost the only people that were important to me, the big story of my life. And you know what he did after that? You really want to know? Mister Perfect Soldier Heero Yuy, the guy who wouldn’t give a damn about any one, actually said,

"We are alike in many ways, Duo." Then to top that off he gave me a hug. Heero Yuy gave me, Duo Maxwell, a hug! It just blew my mind. In fact I think I used that as an excuse for what I did right after that. Guess what everyone? I went off and kissed Heero full on the lips. I know don’t ask me why because I can’t give you an answer. I guess because I wanted to and because he had been nice enough to give me a hug that I wanted to give him something in return.

Well I must tell you that the perfect soldier pretty much when into shock after that. I guess he wasn’t as perfect as everyone though because he had no clue about kissing. The guy went limp in my arms from just one kiss. Granted it lasted a long time but still it was just one kiss. I guess in all his training on how to be loyal and kill, he never got around to learning about the birds and the bees. Couldn’t really see Doctor J teaching him that kind of stuff any ways. So guess who gets to teach Heero about the finer point of a relationship? Well that would be little old me. Yeah and I’m grinning right now at the thought too.

So that little kiss was pretty much the start of our relationship. I mean Heero has never had anyone that actually cared about him so this whole together as a couple thing was totally new to him. We had some great times together. Granted that usually consisted of me doing something to humiliate him in front of everyone but they were still great times.

Now I told you how naive Heero was when it came to relationships. Well that’s not the only thing that he doesn’t have a clue about. As far as I know that guy has never been sick in his life. At least that he can remember. The concept of the common cold or a fever is as foreign to him as being mean is to Quatre. Sufficed to say when Heero first started to get sick he thought he was going to die. I had to tell him to stop worrying about it and the cold would run it’s course in due time. However when the symptoms started to get worse he demanded that I take him to the doctor.

So I took him to Sally Po and told her about how freaked out he was over this. I asked her to give him some pills or something just so that he would feel that he was getting treated. She ended up giving him some pills, they were actually just vitamins, but she told him that they were some sophisticated drugs, which I could never pronounce in a million years. So as of right now Heero is lying in bed with a box of tissues beside him and a glass of orange juice in his hand. Not exactly the way one would envision their boyfriend but you’ve got to take the good with the bad.

"Duo! Can you come here a minute?" A voice called out faintly from the bed. I sighed and set the pen down.

"Sure Heero. Give me a second," I answered. I gently shut the notebook and placed it under my clothes in the bottom draw of my dresser. This was something that Heero will never get a chance to read if I have any say in the matter.

I then walked over to the corner of the room where the bed was. Laying there with about a dozen blankets thrown over him was Heero.

"You need something love?" I asked. The other boy nodded and slowly pulled himself up to a sitting position. I quickly took the glass from his hand and set it down on the night stand.

"I’m out of tissues. And I’m sick of being sick. When will this go away Duo?" Heero questioned. He coughed several times and then leaned his head against the backboard of the bed.

"It’ll be gone soon. Don’t worry about it. Right now all you need to do is rest and I’ll handle everything else," I exclaimed.

"I’m sick of resting. I’ve done nothing but resting for the past three days. I want this out of my body right now," Heero protested.

"It doesn’t work that way, Heero. This stuff takes time," I remarked.

"How much time?"

I sighed and sat down beside him. "There isn’t a specific time. It just ends when it ends. It’s different for each person," I stated.

"Well why can’t I be one of those people who have it end the day after it starts?" Heero muttered.

"It’ll be ok," I said as I patted his shoulder. I then helped him lie down, "I’ll be right back with your tissues."

I then gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and walked out of the room. Who would have thought that Heero would be this whiney when sick? You learn something new every day I guess. I proceeded down the hall and jumped down the stairs, skipping two steps with each new movement.

"Where did I stick the other tissue box?" I scanned the room and my gaze landed on the closet. I pulled open the door and threw several things on the ground in my search for the illusive tissue box. I finally cried out in victory and held the small rectangle container in my hand.

"Found it! And there’s no one in the room to hear me," Duo exclaimed. The other three were away on a mission and left him home to care for his sick lover. I glanced around at the mess I had made and shrugged. Quatre can always clean it up when he gets back if he wants to. I really don’t care if it’s messy or not. I made my way back up the stairs and set the box beside Heero.

"You need anything else?" I asked.

The sick brunette patted beside him to indicate that I should sit there. I slid over to him and he set his head on my chest.

"That’s all I need," Heero murmured.

I smiled widely and ran my fingers through his hair. Isn’t Heero just too cute for words when he wants to be? He can be incredibly sweet when the others aren’t around to see him. I guess it’s that macho guy attitude that always has to be in view when in the presents of others. I’m not really sure but either way I love it when he acts this way.

"Sleep love. I’ll stay with you," I whispered softly. I continued to stroke his hair until his breathing slowed down and he slipped into dreamland. I let out a yawn and pulled closer to him. Might as well get some rest as well. I closed my eyes and let the soft sound of Heero’s breathing lull me to sleep.
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A few days later Heero was alive and well thanks to the great healing powers of nurse Duo. Ok, so maybe I’m not that good but I think I did a pretty good job of watching after him and making sure that he was comfortable and got everything he needed. Plus all the love that he wanted too but of course.

I had a great time taking care of him. I mean even though he did complain a lot it was still nice to have to look after him for a change. He’s usually so calm and unemotional that it’s good to see that he has a sensitive weak side to him. However now he’s back to his normal stoic self. Well actually that’s not totally true. I mean he’s still really sweet when it’s just the two of us but that’s usual for him.

I still have a hard time figuring out why he can’t show it in front of the others. I mean it’s just the other three pilots. Quatre and Trowa are together and they have no problem showing all of us how much they care about each other. Trying to get Heero to admit that he cares is almost as hard as trying to get Wufei to stop insulting woman. It just doesn’t happen.

I guess the time that we spend together alone makes up for it however. I mean you won’t believe what we did a few days ago. We had a nice picnic and then sat out under the stars. It was so romantic. And I know that I sound like some love struck schoolgirl but it’s the truth. We just had a wonderful time together and fell asleep under the stars. I know it sounds pretty corny but I really don’t care. I’m just happy that I have someone to share my life with. Well I think I better stop with that before I go off and give everyone a toothache with all this sweet talk.

So overall I’m actually pretty happy with my life. Who would have thought that Duo Maxwell, the young thief from the slums, would actually be content and happy with his life? Would actually be in a loving sweet relationship? Well it definitely wasn’t me but I guess God was smiling down on me or something for giving me someone good after all that I went through. Well I guess that old saying you get what you give really does work. I gave so much to the world and now I’m getting Heero back in return.

"Duo! Come on! We’re supposed to go swimming!" Heero yelled from downstairs.

"Just have to finish one thing first. I’ll be down in a second," I called back. I heard him mutter something about me being a stupid American and I smiled widely.

"Love you too Heero!"

Well it’s not a perfect relationship but it’s way more then I hoped for. Not too shabby for Duo Maxwell, if you ask me. Now I have to go and have a nice time with my boyfriend in swimming trunks and nothing else. I know I know, I have such a one-track mind. But at least I have a happy one-track mind and that’s really all that matters in the end.

The End