Title: Love Quiz
(28 January 2003)
Author: Sariyuki
Pairing: 1+2 definitely
Warning: Duo's POV.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing and its cast. The
love test can be found at http://www.lovetest.com
Notes: It's just some insanity that I get every now and
then. Hope you'll enjoy. Cheers~
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Today was just another Sunday morning.
Well, okay, it's not exactly morning I had to admit. It's more like noon because I did notice that the sun was annoyingly bright at this time. It's a sure sign of a noon. Whereas morning tended to be a bit dim lighted. Yeah, I was quite the observer. I snickered silently.
Heero was sitting on his comfy adjustable chair in front of his study desk. He turned his gorgeous head around to see if I was really awake. I flashed him one of my brightest smile of the day. "Good afternoon, sunshine!"
He replied with his customary "Hn" before he turned back to his ever-present laptop. I sighed in desperation. Sometimes I suspected that he touched his laptop much more than he ever touched me. I pondered for a few seconds on this thought, maybe the odds were sixty-forty. Then I thought a little bit more, hm, probably fifty-fifty. Well, actually ... alright, alright, he touched me more, but that's not the point.
Lazily, I got up from the bed, *our* bed. Didn't really want to get up yet but he'd given me that look so I had no other option but getting up. I walked noisily to the kitchen and opened up the fridge. Hm ... bacon and egg sandwich ... I called out to Heero, asking if he wanted some breakfast. He said he'd had one. Oh, so much for togetherness.
I felt a bit annoyed. First, because I wanted to have breakfast together with him but he didn't wake me up. Second, it's not that we often had our Sundays together because Heero had lots of out-town assignments and I wanted to spend them in special ways when we did have our Sundays together. Third, I just got up and I wasn't especially nice before my morning coffee and breakfast.
So I made myself a nice hot coffee latte.
Note that I only made one. No coffee for Mr. Early Riser. I chuckled in satisfaction. Then I sat myself on the kitchen chair and spotted a magazine lying innocently around on the table. Sipping my delicious homemade latte, I flipped the magazine aimlessly. Political issues, celebrities' gossips, boring stories, lots and lots of advertisements and then something caught my attention. A love test.
Hm, this could be interesting. Let's see ...
1. Do you think your partner is handsome? (Yes/No)
Hell, yes! And he's HOT too! Heh heh heh ...
2. Does he know you? (Yes/No)
He's living with me, you dim wits.
3. Does he have a moped, motorcycle or a car? (Yes/No)
The answer's yes but what that gotta do with love?
4. Does he dress stylishly? (Yes/No)
Er, well ... not really but ...I wouldn't say spandex is stylish but ...
As for tank tops ...
What the heck, still I'll answer 'yes'!
5. Do you know his parents? (Yes/No)
Not sure even he knew his own parents.
6. Does he know your parent? (Yes/No)
I sadly circled 'No'. I wished I could introduce Heero to Father Maxwell and Sister Helen. They're the closest I've ever had as a family. I sighed involuntary. Anyway, on to the next question.
7. Is he taller than you? (Yes/No)
No, I'm definitely taller than him!
8. Do you know his last boyfriend? (Yes/No)
Last boyfriend? Last boyfriend?
No, I didn't! Did he have a boyfriend? Did he? Did he?
Argh!
Made a mental note to ask him later.
9. Do you know his friends? (Yes/No)
Sighed in relief. Of course, his friends were my friends. Next!
10. Has he already sent you a letter? (Yes/No)
Uhm, well ... he'd sent me e-mails. But they're not in the least romantics. On the scale of romanticism, from 1 to 10, those e-mails were minus 10. But the question didn't ask about romantic letters, did it? In fact, one of his earlier e-mails, very distinctly was asking me to self-destruct. Nice, huh?
11. Has he given a present to you? (Yes/No)
... no, not really.
12. Have you already been away with him? (Yes/No)
Of course, to the moon and back.
13. Do you know where he lives? (Yes/No)
Yawned. You should also ask me if I know where I live!
14. Does he know where you live? (Yes/No)
We sleep together, you moron!
15. Have you already been at his place? (Yes/No)
Is it just me or is it getting repetitive here? Get creative, man!
16. Does he have his own room? (Yes/No)
Snickered. No way, wouldn't allow him. He shares with me, thank you very much.
17. Have you ever had a date with him? (Yes/No)
A date? What does that mean? We've never been on a romantic cruise if that's what you mean ...
18. Have you asked him to go out with you? (Yes/No)
Yes, of course.
19. Have you brought him home already? (Yes/No)
Hahahaha ...
20. Have you been alone with him? (Yes/No)
I am alone with him now.
21. Have you hugged him already? (Yes/No)
Countless times!
22. Have you kissed him already? (Yes/No)
Kissed him all over.
23. Have you danced with him already? (Yes/No)
Yup!
24. Do you love him? (Yes/No)
Stupid question. Stupid quiz. Yes. Of course. Definitely. Positive. No doubt about it.
Okay, so I'd answered the questions and now I had to calculate the score. I double-checked all my answers before calculating. My eyes went to question number 7 guiltily. Alright, alright, he's taller than me, so what? And it's probably only an inch or two taller than me. I snorted and scribbled messily around the magazine page until I got my result. I consulted the result page, circled the one that indicated my result and read:
"There are always ups and downs in every relationship. Although you think you know a lot about your partner already, you might want to spend some more quality time together. Love, trust, understanding, affection, honesty, tolerance and loyalty are very important factors for a successful relationship. Think about what's still missing in your relationship and how you could improve it."
I was still pondering the result when a hand was placed on my shoulder. "What are you doing?"
I shot a quick guilty glance to Heero, who's now taking a chair beside me, "Nothing. Just mucking around." I tried to hide the magazine under my butt.
He quickly snatched the magazine away from me and scanned the page. I protested, tried to snatch it back but he shoved me back to my chair. I mumbled incoherently to cover my embarrassment. I was beginning to feel hot around my cheeks. And the worst was that he said nothing while reading all those shits. I started to open my mouth to protest some more when he finally said, "So ..."
I raised my eyebrow defiantly, "So what?"
He smiled. I didn't like the glints that I managed to notice in his blue eyes. There's something mischievous in them. "So, according to this ... something is missing in our relationship, eh? Something needs improving, yes?"
Before I could answer, he was already on his feet. "I'll show you what's missing."
In one stride, he shoved me off my feet and carried me to the bedroom. I squealed in surprise. But don't get me wrong, I wasn't complaining, in fact I was grinning like mad. I started kissing his neck while he was carrying me towards *our* bed.
As I said before ...
It was just another Sunday afternoon.
-- End --
