Title: Of Wings and Dreams. Pt. 4/?

Authors: Deathangelgw and Nightshadow

Disclaimers: They aren’t ours….though nobody said we couldn’t play!

Warnings: Fantasy, AU, OOC, OC, sap, humor, yaoi, lemon, language, future angst and dark.

Pairings: 4x1 in this one

Rating: We start out right into the lemon!! NC-17 peoples!

Notes: Ok, just as a warning, Heero sounds REALLY OOC in this. Our take on it is that, in the dreams, he is more gentle and unsure of himself, something he doesn’t show when awake.  Subconsciously, he’s a scared lonely man that wants to be loved. It gets explained a bit more later in the fic, so no worries!! Enjoy!! Please review!

‘thoughts’

Quatre watched the sleeping figure for a moment before sitting in front of him and lifting his head into his lap. Playing with the soft hair, he began to hum softly as he waited for the other to wake. Heero moaned softly and slowly opened his eyes, looking up. "Hey there, sleepy head. Nice to see you awake." Smiling brightly, Quatre continued playing with the young male's hair.

Heero blinked up at the blond, but didn't feel threatened. "Do I...know you?" he asked groggily, pushing his cheek into the soft caress unconsciously.

"In a way you do, Heero. We just met today after all. I hope we can come to know each other though." Quatre raised a hand to gently touch the other's cheek.

Heero found himself smiling up at the blond as he replied, "Ok. I'd like that."

"So would I. Welcome to the Dream paths Heero. They connect my world to yours." Quatre smiled softly at the one destined to be his rider.

Heero looked around himself and cuddled back into Quatre. "Is this...real?" he found himself asking softly, so at ease.

Nodding, Quatre wrapped his arms about Heero. "As real as the life you live when awake."

Heero smiled at this and snuggled closer to Quatre. Then, he frowned. "But...if this is a dream....you won't be there when I wake. Will you?" he asked softly, his eyes saddening. Here he had been hoping...

Tightening his grip on the saddened man, Quatre placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. "No worries, dear one. I'm never completely gone. My figurine holds my spirit in your world. Whenever you sleep I'll be here, waiting. And one day, should you wish it so, you may seek the aid of one we call friend and journey to my land, since I am banished from yours."

Heero looked down. "But you won't be THERE," he whispered softly, almost tempted to leave this dream....if that's what it was.

"Not physically, no, but if you listen you will hear my thoughts and I yours. They'll get clearer as time passes and the tie strengthens." Wrapping his arms about the young man, Quatre pulled him into his lap. "And this isn't a true dream. Have you ever heard of astral projection and soul projection? That's what this is closer too."

Heero looked down at the hands around his waist, then thread his own fingers with the gentle digits. "So....my soul is here, but not my body. So...in essence, it's still a dream," he stated, his mind still refusing to cheer up. He had gotten his hopes up again and they had been dashed....he wasn't going to fall again.

Sighing softly, Quatre placed a gentle kiss on his brow before speaking softly next to his ear. "There is such a thing as dreams becoming reality, especially when the situation happens over and over again. I intend to visit with you whenever I can. Which is whenever you are asleep. I'll hold you till you must leave and when you wake I'll still be speaking to you. One day you'll hear me when awake. I have no intentions of going anywhere without you, so here I will wait until the day dreams become reality."

Heero turned his head and searched the aqua eyes before him. Slowly, a smile crossed his lips and replied, "Maybe I'll just stay asleep." He smirked at the blond as he let his eyes roam across the gentle face.

Blushing, Quatre smiled under his gaze. "Sounds like a delightful idea. Though you will have to eat sometime. But food is said to make one sleepy, so..."

Heero's grin grew. "Interesting concept...." he commented softly, then brought a hand up to caress a light trail across the gentle face in front of him. Sighing, Quatre leaned into the touch, raising his hand to lightly caress the strong features of Heero with his fingertips, letting them end their journey in a soft caress of his lips.  Kissing the tender fingers that touched him, Heero smiled at Quatre again as he let his fingers travel down. "So real....so real..." he murmured softly in wistful wonder.

Touching the trailing fingers with his own, Quatre made no move to halt their progress. "Yes, I am. And I have no intention of fading away and leaving you. I am a reality born first in dream. And I will be real, if only to see you smile." Smiling in soft joy, Heero let his fingers trace down, tracing the muscles through the shirt of the blond before him. Smiling, Quatre kept his hand where it was, resting on Heero's moving one, though he made no move to guide it, letting the other explore a bit. Heero watched their hands as he brought them across Quatre's smooth chest. Suddenly, his curiosity overcame him and he unbuttoned the shirt that was hiding Quatre. Rolling his shoulders, Quatre let the shirt fall off till it rested, caught in the bend of his elbows. "Well, my curious one?" He smiled gently.

Heero's gaze traveled very slowly across the exposed span of skin that was revealed and whispered one word, "Beautiful." His hands very slowly came up and touched Quatre, feeling the smooth skin move under his touch, warm and alive. His face creased in thoughtful wonder, he leaned in and pressed his lips to Quatre's breastbone.

Moaning, Quatre buried the fingers of his free hand in the other’s soft locks, threading the silken hair between his fingers. "Am I real enough, dear one?"

Heero leaned up and smiled, his face filled with joy as he replied, "Hai....more than real...."

Quatre traced his smile gently. "I love it when you smile. It's a wonderful smile."

Heero could feel his cheeks color slightly in a blush and looked down, embarrassed. "Ar-arigato," he mumbled softly and swallowed. He felt like such a shy school boy....and he didn't know why.....and it was VERY disconcerting.

Smiling, Quatre rested his hand on Heero's shoulder, waiting for him to look up. "Hasn't anyone ever complimented you so? If not, then they should have their eyes checked."

Heero blushed more as he looked at his thighs. "They....only say that if they...want something. 'Cept for Fei and Jor. They are my....best friends," he mumbled softly, his shame coming out more.

Resting a hand under his chin, Quatre raised Heero’s face to look in his eyes. "I'm glad you have them then and for those others, they are past and deserved nothing from you. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Those people do, because they did not treat you as you should be treated." Smiling gently, he hugged him tightly. "Have you ever raced the wind, Heero? And played among her eddies?"

Heero blinked, but then snuggled close to Quatre's body. "Race...the wind? H-how?" he asked softly as he held onto Quatre in worry. He didn't want to lose his dream, he realized, and that was why he was clinging.

"Shh, love... I’m not going anywhere. I was only wondering if you wished to fly with me." Gently, Quatre placed a kiss on the other's brow as he hugged him tightly.

Heero instantly felt bad. "I'm sorry Quatre. I didn't mean to sound so...clingy. You want to fly...don't you?" he asked softly as he looked up at the blond. His eyes were sad and filled with apology.

"I don't wish to fly away from you. I wish to take you with me and share the experience with you. YOU are the only one I ever wish to race the winds with.  Or I'd like to take a walk down these paths with you. Or I'd like to sit here and hold you. The point is I wish to do it all with you, not alone or with anyone else. I've been without you for centuries while I waited. I have no intentions of leaving you." Sighing softly, Quatre tenderly caressed Heero's cheek.

Heero stared into Quatre's eyes and said softly, "To see the stars....feel the wind...feel you...." He swallowed hard. "I don't know what's come over me, Quatre. But all I know is that you are the most perfect person ever and I....I don't want to ever lose you!" he cried softly and hugged Quatre to him, burying his face into Quatre's shoulder.

"You are the perfect person for me. And I'd love to show you those things." Tightening his arms about his chosen, Quatre smiled. "And never worry about losing me. I'll always be here for you."

Nodding once, Heero smiled as he kissed the neck he was nuzzling against and stated, "I hope I can show you some stuff too."

"I have no doubt that you'll be able to show me plenty." Smiling, Quatre kissed his cheek. "I take it you wish to fly then?"

Heero's eyes brightened and he nodded, looking like a child in a candy store. "Please?" he asked softly and tugged on Quatre's hands.

Smiling, Quatre stood up, pulling Heero with him. "Just watch." Delving into his memories of his armored self, he felt his skin become translucent golden scales, wings form from his back, a warm pale gold to contrast the silver claws, teeth, and wing claws. Slender golden horns curved around to meet in an almost circle. The pure white of his underbelly scales only heightening his gleaming gold appearance. He opened sky blue eyes to gaze into cobalt ones. "What do you think dear one?"

Heero felt his jaw drop as he stared at Quatre. "You're...You're....my god, Quatre..." he whispered softly in awestruck wonder.

Kneeling down, Quatre smiled, the joy showing in his eyes. Gently, he reached out one wing and used it to cradle Heero to him. "Thank you. Are you ready to mount?"

Heero nodded, dumbstruck as he looked up at Quatre. "Where...where can I sit?" he asked softly as he took that as an opportunity to look Quatre over.

"In between my first and second neck spines. They'll provide you with a stable seat." Smiling, the blond dragon extended his foreleg to help Heero climb up.

Heero eyed the leg, then slowly put his foot on it, testing it if it could take his weight. Slowly, he reached forward and grabbed the two spines in front of him and stepped up, swinging his leg over them and sitting snugly between them. Looking down, he asked, "Um, ok?"

"Just perfect. Hold on tightly. I like to take off at a dive so we'll be falling for a moment and then there will be a sharp jerk. Alright?" Quatre looked back at Heero.

Heero nodded, then grinned. "OK sounds like fun!" he declared and stroked his hand tentatively down Quatre's neck.

"Alright then." Grinning, Quatre turned to the side of the path and settled into a quick gallop. One step, two, three, and they hung suspended in the air for a single moment before beginning to fall. Listening to the wind whistle past, Quatre waited till it reached the pitch he liked then snapped his wings open, locking the joints and making straining muscles hold their position. Then they were gliding smoothly along, following the endless spirals of Dream Paths, above some and below others.

Heero looked around wide-eyed. "Wow..." was whispered but whipped away by the wind as he held on.

Smiling, Quatre slowed down to allow Heero to take in the sights better. "It's a grand place, but so is home. One day I'll fly with you there and show you everything."

"Home? Where is that?" Heero asked as he looked at the paths and held onto Quatre.

"Another world. A place of mountains and valleys…forests as far as the eye can see. The only humans there are Dragon companions. They come to my world once they've found their dragon. You can too, now."

Heero smiled as he leaned his head back, letting the wind caress him. "Really, Quatre? Do you mean it?" he asked as he closed his eyes in bliss.

"I mean it with all I am and more. You need only wait till the full of the moon." Looking back at Heero, Quatre smiled before gliding down to skim along the top of a lake.

Heero gasped softly in delight as he looked down at their reflection. 'Full moon....' he thought to himself and sighed happily.

"When is the full moon in your world?" Beating his wings slowly, Quatre settled into the shallows of the lake, causing the water to fly about before settling to ripples.

Heero thought for a minute then answered, "I think in a couple of weeks. Yea, the new moon just started." He sighed softly as he looked at the water, laying his body against Quatre's neck trustingly.

"Then we have not long to wait." Quatre swished his tail happily, sending up sheets of water. "Have you ever seen a dream?"

Heero chuckled softly and caressed the soft neck beneath him. "I'm riding him," he responded and grinned.

"Yes, you are. Would you like to go for a swim?" Quatre splashed the water of the lake for emphasis.

Heero chuckled and looked down. "I don't have any swim trunks though," he said softly as he scratched the neck beneath him gently.

Quatre purred at the feel of the gentle scratches. He'd always had very sensitive scales. "You don't truly need them. The water will only soak you for as long as you wish. When you wish it gone, it will be so."

Heero found himself absorbed instead by Quatre's soft sounds and scratched a bit more along the soft neck underneath him. "Um...ok..."

Quatre sighed in pleasure. "Please don't stop that. It feels sooo good! Or we can rest in the water and I can splash us." He smiled innocently.

Heero chuckled and scratched so that he went under Quatre's chin.  "Will it cool me down, because I'm...awfully warm all of a sudden..." he replied softly, innocently as he scratched.

"It may...and then again it may warm you up." Quatre’s eyes lit up mischievously. "Only one way to find out..."

Heero smiled in delight and continued to scratch at Quatre's neck, turning the scratches into caresses. "Maybe..." he murmured quietly.

"Never know..." Swishing his tail, Quatre splashed the water about them, his eyes shining softly.  Heero laughed softly and slipped into the water. Coming up with a laugh, he pulled his shirt off and then his pants and looked up at Quatre with a smile.  Quatre watched with a smile in his eyes. "You are beautiful, my Heero. Let none tell you otherwise."

Heero blushed slightly, then tossed his clothes to the shore. Swimming around a bit, he leaned against Quatre's leg and looked up into the pale blue eyes. "So are you, Quatre," he declared softly, his head tilted sweetly to the side.  Quatre rested his head next to Heero, rubbing against him gently, being careful not to scratch him. Heero purred softly and wrapped his arms around Quatre's neck gently, placing soft kisses and scratches along the scaled head and neck. His legs floated underneath him as he held onto Quatre.  Quatre smiled and lay down in the water, fanning his wings and using them to slowly move the two of them through the sparkling depths.  Heero sighed softly as he held on to Quatre gently, closing his eyes as the water swirled around them. His head fell back in bliss as they swam along.

"What would YOU like to do my dear one?" Quatre asked as they drifted along.

Heero bit back his automatic reply of 'You,' and replied softly, "Nothing. I like this."

"Are you sure? Or is that only part of the truth?" came the gently spoken reply as Quatre halted their drifting in a flowered cove. Heero blushed slightly and batted gently at a floating lily. He didn't look up at Quatre and mumbled something about partly the truth.  "Hmm. Well if that's only part of the truth then where's the rest?" Quatre grinned impishly. Reaching with one lithe forearm, he pried up a rock and peeked under it. "Is it here? Nope, not here." Turning his head, he looked about catching sight of the blooming moonflowers. "But maybe..." Grasping one bright flower between two talons, he snapped it off and handed it to Heero. "Maybe the person who holds this will know the rest of it. Do you think so, love?"

Heero blushed and looked down and mumbled, "Want....you..."

"Then you shall have me." Quatre smiled softly, shifting quickly into his human shape, and pulled Heero into his arms.

Heero snuggled close to Quatre and sighed softly. His legs floated around the other boy, mingling with the pale legs as they floated.  "I...don't want to...disappoint you, Quatre," he said softly, fearfully.

Quatre held him tight as they rested in the water's embrace. "That, dear one, is the one thing you'll never be able to do."

Heero smiled tremulously at Quatre and snuggled close, whispering, "What is it you do to me?  I'm normally so...with it.  You...chase away all my thoughts..." He nuzzled into Quatre's slender neck as he spoke his confusion and fear.

"I love you. Love you more than my own life. That's all dear one." Quatre cradled the young man against him, whispering in his ear.  Heero nodded slightly, shivering in pleasure at having Quatre so close and intimate.  He swallowed, still afraid that he wouldn't please this wonderfully gentle person. Tenderly, Quatre touched his love's cheek and whispered softly. "May I kiss you?"  Heero nodded, blushing slightly.  Closing his eyes, he tilted his face expectantly towards Quatre.  Watching him, a smile lit Quatre's features, tenderness and love for the person in front of him easily shining in aqua eyes. Slowly, he kissed each corner of the other man's lips before claiming his mouth in a gentle kiss, deepening it slowly.  Whimpering softly in pleasure, Heero pressed closer to the gentle man he was kissing, wanting to taste him more as he opened his mouth invitingly. 

Slowly Quatre moved his hands up Heero's arms, then down his back tracing patterns across his wet back. Heero moaned very softly, letting his own hands make a tentative exploration of Quatre's shoulders. Moaning, Quatre broke the kiss to breathe, all the while placing small kisses along Heero's cheek bones before coming back to his mouth again.  Heero's moan came softly, drowning in Quatre's mouth, as he grew bolder, letting his hands roam down, tracing patterns across Quatre's shirt covered back.  Grinning, Quatre broke the kiss, then smiled impishly at Heero as he raised a hand to begin undoing the buttons of his shirt, but stopped after two and looked at Heero, waiting to see what he would do. Heero watched Quatre with lustful fascination, but then frowned when he stopped.  Looking up into the aquamarine eyes, his brow furrowed and he brought his hands up to continue the process. "Don't stop," he said very softly, pleading.

Placing a quick kiss on Heero's lips, Quatre went back to slowly removing his shirt, revealing his pale skin inch by inch. Heero's eyes never left the nimble fingers, his own coming up to push the cloth aside.  Slowly, uncertainly, he caressed the soft skin that was revealed.  Then, on impulse, he leaned in and placed a kiss on Quatre's chest, slowly turning it into a sensual lick, his confidence returning as he licked a trail across Quatre's collarbone. Moaning, Quatre let his head fall back, his hands moving up to grip Heero's shoulders. Spurred on by Quatre's moans, Heero added some nips, then licked his way up to Quatre's lips, taking them in a passionate kiss as he pressed closer to his soul mate. Wrapping his arms tightly about Heero, Quatre pulled him close, moaning at the touch of skin to skin as he opened to Heero's kiss.

Heero let his tongue play in Quatre's mouth, his hands sliding down.  He moved them forward as he pulled back, his fingers resting on the edge of Quatre's pants as he looked questioningly at Quatre for permission.  Nodding, Quatre kissed along his ear, while moving his own hands to Heero's wet boxers, letting his fingers trace along the top.  Nimbly, Heero unbuttoned the pants, then blinked.  Grinning evilly, he slipped his hands into the pants, caressing the naked flesh there, whispering softly into Quatre's ear, "No underwear?  My goodness...” He slid the pants off and caressed up along Quatre's thighs and hips.

"Mmmmm...feels good," moaned the blond haired boy as he dipped his fingers into Heero's boxers, letting them tease the still clothed flesh.

Heero bit back a moan and pressed close to Quatre. "More...Quatre...." he whispered, his fingers running up and down the blond's thighs and ass.  Catching hold of Heero's lips, Quatre let his hands delve into Heero's boxers, removing the piece as he caressed his way down the insides of Heero's thighs, leaving his hardness alone. Heero hungrily kissed Quatre back, letting his hands explore Quatre slowly and teasingly. Moaning, Quatre slowly moved his hands up Heero's thighs as he moved to touch the hardness he'd ignored before, letting gentle fingers caress its length. Eyes closing as he arched back and groaned, Heero stilled his hands, letting the soft caress light his desire further.  "Quatre..." he moaned out. Quatre tightened his hold about Heero, letting his hand move slowly up and down his dark-haired love’s length while he watched and listened to him, taking pleasure from the giving of it.

Whispering softly, Heero trailed his hands to Quatre's length and grasped it gently, wishing to please him.  Quatre gasped, his eyes closing as he leaned into the gentle touch. His own hand began stroking Heero more firmly, wanting pleasure to be shared by both of them. Growing bolder, Heero let his fingers caress up the shaft in his hand, circling the head as he used his other hand to wrap around Quatre's waist and brought him closer. Quatre pressed firmly against Heero, mouth seeking his, as he began to slowly pump the other man's length.  Locking lips with Quatre again, Heero sped up and firmed his hold on the hot flesh within his fingers as he massaged Quatre's tight ass.

Quatre moaned into their kiss, and began to swim slowly forward, encouraging Heero to move back. Drowning was not on his agenda, so a bit of firm ground would be welcome. It didn't have to be dry.  Heero caught on to what Quatre was doing and swam back, not losing his grip on Quatre.  Then, all of a sudden, his feet came upon solid ground.  Stumbling with a shout, he fell backwards and landed with Quatre on top.  Looking up sheepishly, he grinned. "Whoops."

Quatre chuckled from his position atop Heero as the water swirled about them. "Mmm. I'd say this is perfect." He nuzzled against the other's man's neck as he stretched out over him.

Heero chuckled as he ran his hands up along Quatre's back. "Ok...if you say so.." he mumbled softly as he let his head fall back slightly. Quatre smiled and began to lick and kiss his way down the other's chest. Lying down was useful, in many ways. Moaning softly as his head tilted to watch Quatre move down, Heero’s body arched up into the teasing touches. One gentle hand moved to caress one nipple as Quatre set his mouth to the other, licking and sucking the firm flesh. Arching his back, Heero moaned softly again.  His hands traveled down, caressing Quatre's strong shoulders. Quatre pressed closer, letting his free hand trail down to grasp Heero's length as he continued his attentions higher up.

"Quatre..." Heero gasped out as he arched up even more, rubbing against the hardness that was near his own. Quatre looked up at the sound of his name and smiled warmly at Heero, before lowering his head to kiss and lick his way down the other man's chest to his ultimate goal. Groaning softly in need, Heero's hands came up and tangled within the golden locks.  A smile touched Quatre's lips as he reached his goal. Looking up at Heero, he grinned slightly before lowering his mouth to the other's length. Teasingly, he licked it from bottom to top before wrapping his lips firmly about the head and beginning to move downward slowly. Heero's eyes widened and his head fell back as he arched his body, pushing his length farther into Quatre's sweet mouth.  Quatre took him deeper, moving up and down the warm length as one hand reached down to fondle his warm sack before searching and pressing lightly, teasingly against that smooth bit of skin between that marked his prostrate.

Gasping loudly and arching off the ground, Heero's body became taut with need. "Quatre....oh god...Quatre...." he moaned out in a litany, spreading his legs farther in request for more.  Dipping his fingers into a jar of jasmine scented gel, Quatre smiled before slowly pushing one into him. Gently, he moved the finger about before adding a second and finally a third, continuing to relax and stretch the other with the gentle massage. Heero's head tossed as he groaned in pleasure, thrusting onto the fingers and up into the hand that was stroking him.  Biting his lip, he opened his eyes and pleaded silently for more.

Quatre saw his gaze and smiled, nodding. Quickly, he placed a kiss on Heero's erection before removing his hand and using it to coat his own length. Removing his fingers from his love, he pressed his length against Heero's entrance, one hand reaching for Heero's as he looked up at him. "Ready, love?"

Heero smiled down at Quatre and whispered, "I've been ready all my life, love."  He spread his legs farther and arched up slightly, begging silently. Grasping hold of Heero's hand, Quatre thrust deeply into him, seating himself to the hilt, then waited, his thumb lightly caressing the hand clasped in his. Bringing their hands up, Heero kissed Quatre's hand tenderly as he wiggled a bit onto his lover. Moaning softly, Quatre began to thrust deeply into the young man beneath him, holding his gaze. Heero moaned softly as he met Quatre's thrusts. "Quatre...so wonderful..." he moaned out softly, then bit his lip as he lifted his legs out of the water and wrapped them around his lover's slim waist. Pressing forward, Quatre thrust deeper into Heero, holding tightly to their twined hands as he began to thrust faster. Panting harshly as he met Quatre thrust for thrust, Heero groaned softly in pleasure. Thrusting faster into the young man beneath him, Quatre rested his free hand against Heero's stomach, caressing the strong muscles lightly. Smiling up at Quatre, Heero thrust harder onto him. "More...please Quatre..." he moaned out softly.

"Then more you shall have," Quatre gasped as he began to thrust faster and harder into Heero. One hand moved down, returning to grasp his lover's neglected erection. Heero cried out softly, moaning in pleasure as he thrust down harder onto Quatre. Grasping the blond's shoulders, he held on for the ride. "Heero...my sweet." Leaning forward, Quatre captured Heero's lips, kissing him fiercely. Heero moaned into Quatre's mouth loudly, arching closer to him as he rode Quatre.  Quatre stroked Heero firmly, losing himself in the dance of their bodies. The same dance their tongues played at as he caressed his love's warm mouth. Whimpering softly, Heero arched up as he came against Quatre's chest hard. Calling Heero's name softly Quatre pushed deeper as he came hard releasing into his blue-eyed lover. "Heero..."

Heero shuddered as he nuzzled into Quatre's neck. "Love you..." he whispered softly as he clung to the blond.

"Love you too." Removing himself from Heero, Quatre kissed his forehead tenderly, then held him tightly as the cool water lapped at their legs. "You, my Heero, are amazing."

Smiling shyly up at Quatre, Heero replied, "So are you, Quatre." He caressed a gentle hand down the arm that held him close.

Sighing contentedly Quatre rested his head atop Heero's chest. "We both are."

Heero smiled as he ran his fingers through the sweat-dampened curls of his love's head. "Hai...indeed."  He frowned softly. "I...don't want to leave," he whispered softly, anguish in his voice.

"It's alright, love." The blond pulled Heero closer. "You will be back. And I'll be here. I'll wait for you always. And it’s not that long till the full moon."

Heero nodded, letting himself be comforted as he snuggled close. "I just found you.  Why do I have to be alive?" he asked softly, sorrowfully.

"Be glad you are, my love. For if you weren't, we would be separated until you were reborn and we met again, which could be a decade or a century." Quatre hugged Heero to him. "I much prefer it this way. And this separation is not permanent. You can come to my world."

Heero sighed softly as he cuddled closer. "I want you to see my world too, love," he whispered softly, then yawned.

"I will through your eyes, one day maybe. So long as I'm with you, the where has no importance to me." Quatre stroked Heero's soft hair, a warm smile lighting his face. "Now rest."

Heero nodded sleepily and snuggled closer. "Until dreams bring us back...together..." he declared softly, yawning.

"Yes, my love," Quatre whispered watching him as he fought sleep. He wanted to watch him sleep. Quatre watched as his love relaxed into sleep, a smile playing along his lips. Heero's eyes closed slowly and he sighed softly in sleep. Sighing, Quatre rested his head against Heero's, his eyes sliding shut as sleep claimed him.

TBC

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