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"And I wanted to touch your eye again."
Read this and die. Or rather, read this and go here, to make your own. *starts giggling again* Now I shall go back to working on FI.
I'm Dreaming Of A Pretty Christmas
It was Christmas Eve. Heero sat warmly by a tree, sipping smooth eggnog.
He looked at the iridescent moon hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Duo had hung it there, just before they looked at each other hotly and then fell into each other's arms and touched each other's eye.
If only I hadn't been so shiny, Heero thought, pouring a frightening amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Duo might not have got so universal and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a creepy tear and held his thigh in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a sparkling voice lifted happily up in song.
I'm dreaming of a pretty Christmas
Just like the wind, whistling between the branches
Heero ran to the door. It was Duo, looking pleasing all over with snow.
"I missed you huskily," Duo said. "And I wanted to touch your eye again."
Heero hugged Duo and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," Duo said.
"I think so too," Heero said and they touched each other's eye until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted kitten hand and lived sexily until Heero got drunk again.
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"Fight it!" Duo shouted. "The chihuahua just wants the table for his own blue devices! He doesn't love you, not the boyish way I do!"
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This engine is a work of a demented genius. *grins*
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