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Kissing Duo by Okaasan
Kissing Duo had to be the craziest idea ever. We'd been face-to-face plenty of times but it had simply never occurred to me. Planting explosives, hiding from Oz soldiers, working on equipment -- hell, I'd spent more time pressed up close to him than I could remember. What I did remember was the way his freckles stood out against the space-bred white of his skin, the dark flecks in his eyes and the smell of bologna on his breath. If we'd lived in another time and place we'd have been building tree forts and sneaking cigarettes instead of sneaking into military bases. Kiss Duo? No way! So I was stunned to find that, instead of the needle nose pliers he'd asked for, I'd leaned forward and given him a quick brush across the lips with my own. The space between the generators was limited so he couldn't back away. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. I blinked at him. He stared at me. "Heero, what...," he started to say. "What?" I answered quickly and a bit defensively. He chuckled and leaned towards me. "What took you so long?"
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