title: Gift
fandom: Gundam Wing
characters/pairings: Duo/Trowa
rating: G
warnings: cutting... hair
summary: Duo needs something.
notes: for my aisoku -- 240 words

"I need you to do something for me."

He considers his lover's words carefully. In truth, he would rather throw a rock through a stained glass window that had withstood the ravages of man's war for centuries, but he is no more capable or refusing his love this than anything else.

They stand nose to nose, because the best way he can think to do it is to act as if he were doing it to himself. Their eyes stayed locked as takes hold of the long braid, tied off at the top for neatness once the deed is done. It takes one hard pull, and the strain is visible in his lover's eyes.

He holds the rope of hair in his hands, and mourns invisibly for what he has done.

Long afterward, when they are lying in bed together, his arms around his lover's thin frame, he watches his lover's face as his eyes twitch in REM motion. He thinks that with this heinous act, he has secured his future, for there isn't anything that his lover shares with Heero Yuy or any ghost or memory that can compare with what they have now done together.

And yet, as he runs his fingers through the shaggy remains of his lover's hair, he wonders if the reward was worth the cost. He would have preferred to have lost Duo and see him happy than gain him, and watch him disintegrate.