Hmm- a silly little fic, written for no reason... ^_~
Any suggest for a title?

	I look at him with intensity. I can feel his surprise as he gazes back,
questions in his eyes. "What?" His slightly curious, yet annoyed question
makes me want to laugh. Brusque, and yet somehow seductive- just like my
lover...

	"You know..." I don't go on, letting him wait, anticipate for my thought.
The wait stretches on as he sits, waiting for me to continue. I sigh, and
can't help but to laugh. He is still silent as he stands and waits, his arms
folded across his chest. "You know, any normal person would have asked me
'What?' by now..."  He quirks an eyebrow at me, giving me that half-smile
that I have grown to love...

	"Well, anyway..." I give him a glare that doesn't last very long. His
innocent... no, not innocent- seemingly uncaring, I suppose- expression
makes it so that he just doesn't seem to think me important at all. But I
know how false that impression is... "I was wondering..."

	I stop again as I rise from the chair I had been sitting in to circle
around him. This time, he deigns to ask me, "What's your problem?" A whole
question, not a one word inquiry... he's interested now, I suppose. I smile,
and stop when I am in front of him. Face to face, I look at him for a moment
longer, and then make that gaze into an evaluation of his whole body.

	Finally, I look into his eyes again, and then give him a kiss on the nose.
He doesn't seem to care- well, I'm used to that. "Hmm... yes, I think that
you definitely need..." I go over to the closet. I look inside, and then I
shake my head as I close the door behind me.

	"I think that this should be top priority on our agenda today." No question
from him- he waits for me to go on, as he knows I will. I stretch out the
moment to milk as much drama out of it as I can- after all, he's not being
particularly communicative himself... "A little shopping is really in order." 

	He looks at me for a moment, disbelief showing in his face. Finally, he
lets down that mask he has over himself, and lets himself laugh.
"Sh-shopping?" I can't help but to smile as I watch him sit down on the
bed... He has a genuine expression on his face. It is an event that is rare,
even when we are alone. Each glimpse is a treasure to hold in my memory...

	"What? Did you expect me to announce that we were about to go blow up some
factory or something?" He looks at me with a smile on his face- real this
time, not the hesitant one he usually has. "Still, shopping?" I give his
body a searching stare, until I see a faint reddening of his cheeks.

	"Yes, shopping. How many outfits do you have? I know that I don't have that
many- just a few things I've managed to pick up here and there." I walk over
to the bed, sitting next to him. I pull at his ever-present green tank top,
and then give him a grin. "How many times have I seen you wear this?" 

	He looks almost- defensive? "Do you really expect me to have time for
shopping expeditions?" I smile and give him the answer that I know he
dreads. "Well, now you do! Heero, how suspicious can we be? We only have one
or two real outfits, not counting things for schools and things like that...
we definitely need some more stuff!"

	He doesn't protest as I drag him off the bed, and out the door. Still, I
can tell that he's not going to be a very cooperative shopping partner. I
grin- after all, that's part of the challenge, right?

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	I stop at the mall entrance, and take a look at the map. "Hmm... Heero, do
you think that you're going to need formal clothes?" He gives me a look.
"Ah- Ok, maybe not... Hmm- still, jeans and T-shirts are good, right?
Comfortable, and easy to do physical things in-" I consult the map for a bit
before deciding on a store on the third floor.

	"Now, where are those elevators?" I can't help but feel almost giddy as I
take Heero's hand. Here we were- together, without a mission or any worries.
We didn't have to think about killing or death right now... only about what
size to get. 

	Freedom- that's what it feels like. We aren't the Gundam pilots now- if
anyone looked at us, all they would see is one person dragging another
through a crowd of people, heading for an elevator... I smile at Heero as I
maneuver us between a baby carriage and an elderly woman. 

	"Having fun?" He glares at me as an answer, but I just grin back at him in
a manic sort of way. I'm having too much fun now, just being a normal
civilian... Well, maybe not normal. How many normal guys do you see holding
hands and shopping? Well, if not normal, at least harmless...

	As I walk past a few girls, I can't help but to overhear their conversation...

	"Do you see those two?"
	"You don't think that they're-"
	"Well, look at them! Holding hands in public!"
	"That's too bad... I think that the one in the braid is cute..."
	"You too?"
	"Yeah, me too! The other one looks a bit strange..."
	"A little mean looking, isn't he?"
	"And that tank top-"
	"I like the other guy's black outfit better-"
	"Yeah..."

	I glance at Heero, snickering a little. Being Heero, he ignores me and the
girls and suffers silently. I tease him a little, smiling and asking,
"Jealous?" He looks at me for a moment, before stopping. I stop also,
looking back at him as he stands, ignoring the crowd. Finally, he steps up
to me and touches my cheek for just a second. "Why should I be jealous?" 

	Then he smiles gently at me, waiting for me to drag him to his doom... I
somehow feel he's said so much to me with that one question-answer... We
both know exactly how much the other is to us. I smile, feeling even more
jubilant. After all, Heero may not be demonstrative, but he can be rather
romantic at times...

	Still, that doesn't mean that our shopping is going to stop! I finally get
us on the elevator and I see the store that I've been looking for. As we
enter, the sales clerk looks at both of us for a moment, before coming up to
us. "Do you two need help with anything?" I smile at her, and give her a
conspiratorial wink. "You see this guy here? He hates shopping with a
passion- but he needs new clothes desperately..." 

	She looks Heero over and gives me a smile, nodding. "I see what you mean-
do you need my help, or-" I shake my head. "Don't worry, miss. I'll call you
over if I need anything..." She nods, and turns away as I look at the store
with a bit of glee. "Heero, that shirt would look really nice on you-" Soon,
I have over 10 things that I want him to try on...

	"Come on! It's only a dressing room, you know..." He gives me a
long-suffering sigh, and follows me into the cubicle. I can't help but think
of how much he must love me, to do this for me, and that makes me smile even
more. "Now, why don't you try this one on?"

	I watch as he strips quickly and tries one of the jeans on. "Black is
usually my color, but those look nice on you-" He doesn't seem to care, and
just waits as I go around him, seeing how it fits. "Yeah, those are just
your style... Hmm- try on this shirt with it." 

	Heero puts on the tight white T-shirt that I've handed to him, and I smile.
"Very nice..." He stands and models the other clothes as well, until I'm
satisfied. "Keep those pants, and that T-shirt." He nods. "So, we're done?"
I laugh. 

	"Done? We've only gone to one store! How could you expect us to be done?
You need new shoes, and another kind of clothes-" He looks at me,
exasperated. "Fine! But first, I'm going to do to you what you did to me-"
Taking my hand in a strong, but somehow gentle grasp, he pulls me out of the
dressing room.

	"You wear too much black... How about something in-" Somehow, Heero is
smiling. Somehow, he's happy with this, and he's actually letting it show. I
laugh, and then let him tyrannize me like I had done him...

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	"Ooh... why didn't you tell me shopping was such hard work?" Heero's moan
comes up from our bed as he sprawls on it. He is wearing the new outfit we
had bought at the first store- tight black jeans with a white T-shirt that
makes him look both older and yet, more vulnerable. I like the way he looks...

	I glance at him, crumpled onto the bed. "You can't be telling me that
you're tired from a few hours of walking, right? The great, indestructible
Heero Yuy, tired from that?" I lie down next to him, and I tap his nose with
my index finger. Looking into his eyes, I whisper, "I seem to have found
your weak spot..." 

	Suddenly, he's on top of me. "Really? Then I have yours, too..." He
undresses very quickly, tossing the brand-new clothes to the floor. I
protest a little. "Heero! We just spent so mu-" Cut off with a kiss... I
wish all of my arguments were answered that way. "Forget the clothes
already!" I listen for once.

---Finis---

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