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"25 Days of Gundam Wing"Written By: The Plotting Housewife Disclaimer: Gundam Wing belongs to Bandai, Sotsu
and associated Parties. This work is written for pleasure not profit. Rating: PG Warnings: Fluff, humor. Pairings: Heero/Duo Summary: It’s Christmas break and Duo is appalled to learn Heero has never taken a vacation in his life. He is dead set on changing that. Prompt: Vacation "25 Days of Gundam Wing " Chapter 2: Vacation “Aaahhh!” Duo leaned back in his lounger and wriggled his bare toes into the warm sand. The sounds of ocean waves and squawking seagulls were like music to his ears. He tipped his head back and basked in the sun’s rays, shades perched on his nose. This is the life! “This is the life, innit Hee-man?” The click-clacking of fingers on keyboard answered him. Duo sat up and peered over the top of his sunglasses. “Are you serious?” “Hm?” Click-clack, click-clack. “Heero.” Click-clack, click-clack. “Heero!” The dark haired boy finally raised his head. He looked adorkably charming with swaths of zinc oxide under his eyes and down the length of his nose. The bleary-eyed clueless expression was so precious, Duo wanted to squeal in the most undignified manner. “What?” “Dude. It’s called a vacation. A vacation specifically means to not work.” A pause, and then click-clack, clickity-clack. “For you, maybe.” “Uh…no. For everyone.” Duo watched him for another moment, then reached over and snatched the laptop out of his hands. Leaping up, he ran down the sandy beach and into the sea until the waves reached his knees. He held it threateningly over his head. Heero was only a beat behind him. “Duo, don’t! Don’t even think about it!” Of course Duo wouldn’t. He valued his life, but the threat did have the desired effect. “Okay, I won’t. On one condition. You put this thing away for the day. You can have it back tonight. Whatever it is, it can wait.” Heero sighed, a look of utter dejection on his face. It occurred to Duo then that maybe relaxation wasn’t suitable for someone like Heero. He needed to be active, occupied. Duo just had to figure out how to redirect that need towards something more fitting of a vacation. He waded back to shore, holding the computer against his chest. “Alright, I have an idea. Let’s go do something fun.” Heero’s eyes narrowed. “Define fun.” “There’s an incredible underwater cave system about thirty minutes away. I know a great place where we can rent scuba gear.”
*** Four hours later… They sat on the edge of a rocky cliff overlooking the Wakulla Springs, their scuba tanks discarded nearby. They’d spent the afternoon exploring the expansive sinks and passages, admiring the breathtaking beauty of the limestone landscape. Sun filtered through various cracks in the rocks, casting ethereal rays of light into the water. They sat shoulder to shoulder and tried to interpret shapes out of the calcium deposits that had been growing along the moist surfaces of the structure for thousands of years, the same way one would look for images among the clouds. Heero seemed to completely forget about his laptop. His normally frowning blue eyes were wide with wonder, captivated by his surroundings. Duo smiled at him and wrapped an arm around him. “Merry Christmas, Heero.”
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