This is a songfic about the couples 2x1 and 4x3 (hmm, the evens are dominant), using the song Good Enough by Sarah McLachlan. Erm, the entire thing is in first person. You get to guess who is whom. You can e-mail me if you think this is too confusing, but I left enough hints so you should be able to guess...
WARNING: SAP!!! LOTS OF IT!!! Oh yeah, and all characters belong to their original owners, blah blah blah, disclaimers and that kind of crap apply, yada, yada...
Hey your glass is empty
it's a hell of a long way home
why don't you let me take you
it's no good to go alone
I led my quiet lover to our room. I took his hand and guided him, watching his every step.
I never would have opened up
but you seemed so real to me
after all the bullshit I've heard
it's refreshing not to see
My eyes were blindfolded, and he slowly led me somewhere. I didn't know where, but the soft scent of vanilla brightened my outlook.
I don't have to pretend
she doesn't expect it from me
I remember when Iria told me to stop hiding my feelings from him. "Stop pretending," she had said. "I've never known you to hide your true emotions. Don't start now." I listened to her advice.
Don't tell me I haven't been good to you
don't tell me I have never been there for you
don't tell me why
nothing is good enough
I smiled when he took off the blindfold. I don't what I did to deserve this. The bedroom is surrounded by some candles. I sit on the bed. The bedsheets are made of silk. He smiles, an angelic smile. I kiss his lips gently. I would do anything for my little angel, but I can never voice my feelings...
Hey little girl would you like some candy
your momma said that it's OK
I watch his trembling form. He's probably dreaming about the little girl and her puppy. I wrap my arms around him, humming softly, crooning him gently to a peaceful sleep.
The door is open come on outside
no I can't come out today
He welcomes me with open arms. I didn't know much about friendship when I was young. My first true friend was Relena, who showed me that he loved me and that I should go to him. She loved me like a sister, guiding me towards the right path. At first I resisted, but later on, I couldn't help it. She kept telling me to go, so one day I did.
it's not the wind that cracked your shoulder
and threw you to the ground
who's there that makes you so afraid
you're shaken to the bone
When he came to me, his body was as beautiful as ever. But when I held him, he broke down in my arms. All defenses were lowered. He was a young child again, huddling in the protective arms of a loved one.
and I don't understand
you deserve so much more than this
I looked at him, really looked at him. I could see pain behind that silly grin. I asked him about his past. He bravely retold his story of the Maxwell Church massacre, how it had been HIS fault... I grabbed him and held him close to me, and told him that it wasn't his fault. He didn't cry. He's so brave, braver than me.
So don't tell me why
he's never been good to you
don't tell me why
he's never been there for you
Heero's always been good to me. Even though he's knocked me around a couple of times, he always comes back. I don't care what other people say. He is a kind soul, and I love him.
don't you know that why
is simply not good enough
Duo is my life, my soul. There's reason for it. All my life, there has been a logical reason for everything. But this time, there is no logic. It just feels right. There's no 'why'.
so just let me try
and I will be good to you
just let me try
and I will be there for you
Trowa's had a hard life. From what he's told me about his past, I can guess that he doesn't want to remember the pain or the sorrow. I want to help him. I want to be with him. Forever.
I'll show you why
you're so much more than good enough...
Quatre doesn't know how much he means to me. I doubt he ever will. One day, maybe I can tell him. Until then, I can just show him. Show him that he means the world to me.