Credits: Go to the Lovely Sniffles, for beta'ing my fic.
and of course, to the Petshop Boys for thier wonderfull song.
warnings: None.Except I feel this isn't anything particurlarly
special and I'm a horrid tease.;p
pairings: You'll see.^_~
archive:Please.
comments: I'm dying!I need all I can get! constructive criticism
ESPECIALLY appreciated.Thank-you. and now,without further ado,
here we go:

IT MUST BE OBVIOUS 
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(Are you feeling alright?)

I glance across the field at you, the blue belt from my orange gi 
swaying lightly with the summer breeze. The small amount of flack in 
your navy blue suit waves around your chest gently.

(It's easy, we've been there before)

I watch you as we stretch. Simultaneously,
we take our chosen fighting stances and get ready
to dance. Your eyes are down-cast, looking within as you focus.

(But it feels like the flight
Of the von Trapps, does that mean it's war?)

We launch ourselves at each-other, soaring gracefully,
striking glancing blows and twirling back onto our
feet before launching back up into the crystalline
sapphire of the open sky....the shards of quartz clouds dotting it.
I wonder if we'll ever stop these little entanglements.
I hope not.It would be the end of me.

(Oh no,)

I feel my heart tighten painfully in my chest.
I remember when we were dressed in our sunday best.

(From my head to my toes)

We were at ChiChi's funeral...I should've 
been surprised you were there...but I wasn't.You were the one who
seemed surprised to find yourself there...Hovering at the edges,
like you always have done to my heart. 

(I'm in love with you)

For a long time...I've only been able to see you.
...I'm not so sad that she's gone.
It just left more space for you in my heart.

(Do you think it shows?)

I can't help some of the longing that creeps into my features
as I look across at you,both of us panting...and all I can think
of is how badly I want to feel your warm breath panting into my
ear,...how I want your glistening,flushed, bared body beneath
mine....Suddenly your eyes lock with mine, and I wonder what
you see in my face. I look really hard, and I see your features
soften just a tiny bit.
  Suddenly, you snort and shake your head, a sad smile on your face.
"Baka."

(We're meant to be friends)

Everyday, or very nearly so, I see you.
Slowly,over the years, I've worn you down.
Your confusion slowly went away. You came
to understand me, and... I hope...
perhaps even enjoy my company, a tiny bit.

(That's what it says in the script)

I had a wife. You have a wife...we both have two children.
Everyday, we exchange a few words. Almost friendly banter.

(Is it really the end
If, sometimes, I stray just a bit?)

I can't help this feeling, when I look at you.
Sometimes, when you're too tired to fly home...
when we both fall asleep from our efforts...
I wake up first, take you in my arms and fly you home.
I don't think you wake up...and I silently admire you,
and sometimes...just..once in awhile...I slip and 
allow my hands to linger just a little too long as I 
set you down into your bed.
I gaze at your relaxed features and can barely keep
myself from doing the things I shouldn't....
what would happen if... if I... let myself reach for that terrible
intimacy? Would the world come crashing down around our ears? 

(Oh no,)

You turn away and I admire your retreating form.

(It should be poetry, not prose)

Muscles sliding smoothly under your silky, tanned, sweat-streaked 
flesh.
Your outfit clinging to you like a second skin.
white gloves smattered with precious crimson...
hugging delicate, beautiful hands.
Your riot of auburn hair drinking in the rays of the sinking sun.

(I'm in love with you)

You completely take my breath away.

(Do you think it shows?)

My hands itch with the urge to feel that skin under my hands.
To smooth the lines of worry from your beautiful face.
Does it show? Does the light shining in my eyes pierce your heart?

     (And everyone knows when they look at us)

Once while I was carrying you up the stairs, I passed Trunks and 
Goten.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Trunks smirk and nudge Goten.
Goten grinned and nodded.
Do they know?

     ('Course they do, it must be obvious)

I can't watch myself all the time like you do.
I wonder how many other people know?

    ( I never told you, now I suppose)

I've never said anything. I'm too frightened.

     (That you're the only one who doesn't know)

My proud prince... would you turn me away? You turn your head
slightly and nod to me, then fly away.

(You were different when
We met in an ordinary way)

One day I showed up at your house, dressed normally, in blue jeans
and a "letter" jacket, not bothering with a shirt.
I was determined to take you out and show you how normal people
had fun on earth. You'd been training so hard, your entire life,
I figured, maybe,maybe just this once you'd permit me to let
you take a break.

(I didn't intend
To interrupt your own shadowplay)

When I came to you, you were in the gravity chamber,
working hard as usual.Shadow-boxing...
I sighed and decided to wait for you to finish.

(Oh no,
I won't upset the status quo)

After around an hour, I couldn't take it anymore.
I was too worked up from watching you.
I took my leave, blushing embrassedly, calling
myself stupid for ever thinking...
thinking I could somehow...get you to relax.
Relax enough to go out and have some fun,anyway.

(I'm in love with you
Do you think it shows?)

I don't know for sure if you noticed I was there or not.
You never asked me about that day.

     (And everyone knows when they look at us)

I looked up from my dejected daze and noticed Trunks.
He was smiling like he meant to say "Don't worry, try again.Don't 
give 
up." I could see the hope shining in his eyes.

    ( 'Course they do, it must be obvious)

I blushed harder and murmured some non-sensical thing about if
he knew where Goten was. He replied that Goten was at the beach
waiting for him, like he'd told me. Then he winked at me and shooed me
out of his house when my tummy rumbled.

     (You've never asked me, and I'm surprised)

We lay together, side by side, feet in the creek.
I had managed to get you out, about a month later.
I turn my head to look at you, only to find you looking at me,
your obsidian eyes unreadable.

     (That you're the only one who hasn't tried)

I wish you'd ask. I wish you'd say something,anything....
Bluuma asked me once. I wasn't able to anwser, all I could
do was blush furiously. She grinned at me and said that
it was ok, as long as she could get a picture.
I panicked and ran away from her as she burst into hysterical 
laughter.

     (Everyone knows when they look at us)

So many sly looks, aimed at us.... You pay them no heed.
Sometimes when I tell Goten that I'm going off to spar with you,
he just smirks and says "Suuuuurre..." he's such a brat!

     ('Course they do, it must be obvious)

It must be obvious. How I touch you every opportunity I get.
How I spend as much time with you as you will allow.
How I'm always looking at you, how the desire burns, shining from
out of my soul and into my eyes...
How I can never, ever, say an unkind word to you.

     (I never asked you, now I suppose)

I've never asked you if you knew how I felt. I never asked
how you felt, either.

     (That you're the only one who doesn't know)

Maybe you don't know. Maybe you choose to not know.
I'm in bed, wishing you were with me. Phantom slender fingers
delighting my senses...

(Aah)

My eyes snap open, and suddenly I realize that I'm not just imagining
things. You're here, soul-burning intensity flaring violently from
your half-lidded gaze.

(When they look at us)

Oh Vejita...
"I love you.," I whisper softly as your hands caress my cheek,
and your velvety lips cover mine.

(It must be obvious)

It's obvious; I've been such a fool. I hug you to me and pull
your nude form into my lap, the silken sheets barring us from
each-other.

(Oooh)

You rip them from me and press your hot body to mine.
And at last, I can feel your flesh, soft, hot and inviting,
as you straddle my lap, our fiery lengths pressing togeather.

I moan, the small, faint sound consumed by your questing lips.
Our tongues and our erections rub togeather, as need swallows us.

How long I've waited. "Beloved," I whisper hoarsely between heated 
kisses, "take me."
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