Hello again, everyone!
I'm back, but sadly not for long. I found this story deep in my USB stick. I wrote this story a little bit around the time school ended, but found it again recently, polished it, and decided to upload it.
Anyway, this is my first Gundam 00 story, it's just a one shot, and it's not the greatest piece of work out there, but I hope you readers enjoy it.

Summary: Celestial Being has just recovered from a battle that resulted in the loss of Lockon's sniping eye. Ridden with guilt and anger, Tieria isolates himself and wallows in his self-pity. Upon seeing him, Lockon talks to Tieria and discovers something secret, resulting in something more.

Warnings: None, really, unless you don't like shonen-ai, or are easily offended by the small sex reference.

Songs that inspired this story: "Here comes the rain again" - Eurythmics and "Agony" - Kotoko.

Contact

By, Akatsuki Vampiress

“What’s wrong?” Lockon asked, floating into a wide open room with large windows. The tall feminine body of Tieria Erde stood, facing the windows. He lowered his head, his shoulder-length purple hair flowing with the lack of gravity.

“I’m a failure as a Meister,” he murmured, a voice so deep most would be surprised to hear him produce such a sound.

Lockon sighed. “Don’t say that,” he said, his heart aching for his fellow Gundam Meister.

Tieria’s gaze averted to the reflection of Lockon Stratos in the window; the tall built man with long wavy brown hair, one of his viridian eyes was covered by a black eye patch. Tieria’s stomach twisted, unable to resist the guilt that he was at fault for Lockon’s situation.

“I failed Veda,” Tieria murmured to the glass, “I don’t know why I failed to connect with Veda.”

The Dynames pilot floated closer to the Virtue pilot. “You’re drowning yourself in self-pitty, Tieria,” Lockon said. Tieria’s heart went wild. Still, he kept his eyes away from Lockon. The pilot of the Dynames continued.

“To me, that’s really out of character for you,” he said, putting a hand on Tieria’s shoulder. The Virtue pilot flinched. “Tieria, I know this has to do with me losing an eye.”

Tieria bit his lip.

“It’s not your fault,” Lockon said, roughly. He turned Tieria’s body to face him. His red eyes widened.

Upon hearing conversation, Feldt floated to the room where the two Meisters were conversing. She floated just outside the entrance, staying where her reflection would be out of sight. Lockon was leaning close to a trembling Tieria.

“I know this has to do with me,” Lockon said, almost like a whisper, “But it’s not your fault. I’m the one who decided to guard your Gundam, wasn’t I?”

Tieria opened his mouth in protest, but Lockon placed a gloved finger his lips; they trembled upon contact.

“You never seemed to care about the lives of the rest of us,” Lockon continued, “You prioritized the mission and Veda, nothing more. Yet, this time, it seems different. I’ve never seen you so upset. Perhaps it’s because of Veda, but you won’t even look me in the eyes.”

Feldt blinked, confused. With Lockon talking so low, she could only hear a murmur.

Lockon smiled. “You . . . you have something for me, don’t you.”

Tieria gasped, his eyebrows knitted. “Th-that’s ridiculous!” he shouted, “Why would I ever feel an attraction for you?”

Feldt blushed.

Despite being yelled at and having his idea rejected, Lockon kept his smile. “Give me a break,” he chuckled, “It’s quite obvious. When you lay eyes on me, your eyes seem . . . different. It’s not the cold, stubborn Tieria we all know. It’s more . . . gentle. Besides, I know you get easily upset when things don’t go according to plan, especially when Veda is involved, but you’ve never isolated yourself, or refused to give me eye contact.”

Tieria closed his eyes and tightened his lips. “I . . . I’m not attracted to you,” he stuttered, “We’re both men and we’re comrades, nothing more.”

Lockon laughed. “It’s perfectly normal for a man to be attracted to another man, Tieria,” the tone in his voice was quite laid back. “It’s okay. I mean, I wouldn’t mind if you felt that way towards me. And who cares if we’re comrades? There’s lots of workplace romance.”

Tieria turned to Lockon, his teeth gritted. “Why are you saying this? It’s hardly the case.”

The Dynames pilot sighed, floating closer to Tieria. He gasped, floating back onto the glass. Their faces were now centimetres apart. Tieria felt his cheeks warm. “I know how you feel, Tieria,” Lockon whispered, “The main cause of your dejection is me. You’re attracted to me.” The speed of Tieria’s breathing increased, and he was now inhaling the smell of Lockon’s strong body spray. The smell made Tieria lightheaded, butterflies swarming madly in his gut.

Lockon gripped Tieria by his chin, the cold leather of his gloves sending chills down Tieria’s spine. Lockon moved closer to Tieria, breathing gently on his trembling lips, “Admit it.”

Before Tieria could react, Lockon’s lips had contacted Tieria’s lips. His eyes widened and his cheeks grew hotter. His heart raced madly, having his comrade that he cared so deeply about kissing him. Still Tieria managed to melt into the kiss, now moving his lips harmoniously with Lockon’s.

Tieria lifted his hand to bring Lockon closer. Sensing his movement, Lockon took this as Tieria attempting to push him off. Instinctively, Lockon grabbed Tieria’s wrist and slammed it against the glass. His other hand moved from Tieria’s chin and slowly down his neck and chest. Tieria trembled when the sniper’s hand gripped his other wrist and held it above his head. Tieria was now pressed against the glass, sharing a passionate kiss with a fellow Meister.

Lockon bit Tieria’s lip, causing Tieria to gasp and then presenting the sniper with his chance to insert his tongue into the other Meister’s mouth. Tieria opened his eyes and gasped again, but quickly closed them and engaged in playful tongue activity with Lockon. The sniper soon released his grip of Tieria’s wrists and moved his hands slowly down Tieria’s feminine figure. Now free from Lockon’s grip, Tieria used his hands to grab Lockon’s long wavy hair and move it in all sorts of directions as the kissing became more intense.

From the entrance of the room, Felt’s cheeks grew hot and her eyes remained widened. She could only see Lockon from behind, but from the sounds and movements of the Gundam Meisters, she could tell what was going on. She thought about leaving and giving the men their privacy, but her body was paralyzed; she was stuck gripping the entrance and staring with her jaw dropped. She never thought either of the Meisters harbored feelings for each other such as these.

Not noticing Felt, the Meisters continued their kissing, saliva now flowing out of Tieria’s mouth. Lockon’s gloved hands snaked beneath Tieria’s shirt and moved slowly to his back, pressing himself closer to his comrade. Tieria moaned through the kiss, wrapping an arm around Lockon’s waist. The men still kissed, caressing each other’s tongues, sucking, and biting on each other’s lips. No words emerged between breaths; just mad kissing and occasional breathing.

Suddenly, Lockon stopped, but gently removed himself from Tieria’s mouth. Tieria gazed into the sniper’s eyes out of breath and completely flushed. He couldn’t believe what had just happened.

“Perhaps I’ve gone too far,” Lockon said, in his laid back tone of voice, saliva now floating from the corners of his mouth. Tieria blinked confused. Lockon smiled like a child and pointed downwards. Tieria lowered his eyes, only to realize that his pants were too tight in the front. He made an audible gasp and immediately covered the hardness in his pants. Feldt didn’t know what Lockon was talking about and cocked her head confused.

Lockon laughed, only to cause Tieria blush harder and turn away from him. Lockon ceased his laughing and grabbed Tieria’s long, slender hands. Gently removing his hands from his crotch, Lockon leaned closer to Tieria’s ear. His gloved hand now clutching the hardness between Tieria’s legs. The sniper whispered playfully, “Let’s save that for a place with gravity.”

Tieria instantly reddened. Lockon released his grip and floated away from him. Felt gasped and retreated immediately.

“Thanks for that, Tieria,” Lockon said with a smile, winking his uncovered eye. Tieria wanted to shout, instead thanking Lockon for the kiss, but the sniper opened his eye and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. I’ll survive out there.” With that, the sniper left Tieria in the empty room.

Tieria’s cheeks maintained their warmth, as he placed his finger to his lips and looked down at the result of such contact. He touched his hot cheeks, whispering gently, “Lockon Stratos . . .”

Little did he know he would soon regret not telling Neil Dylandy that he loved him.

I hope you like it 3 Review, please! :D

I'm in university right now, and at the same time I'm working on another fan fiction. Details are soon to come. Keep your eyes open for an update!