Showdown on Wedding Hall Lane
by Tekiya Kyonshi
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Author's Note: Hi all! This is my first Gundam Wing fanfic, so please bare with me! Send me feedback, please, but no flames!
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"Hey man," Duo said, walking up to his friend and former comrade. "What're you doing?"
Heero was reading a newspaper. "I'm reading a newspaper, Duo," he said.
"That's great," Duo said. "But listen, I have to talk to you about something."
"What is it?" Heero put down his newspaper with the utmost care and looked at Duo, his eyes alight with interest.
"Er.." Duo said, shuffling uncomfortably, "this is kinda embarrassing and everything...but oh, what the heck. I was wondering if you'd be the best man at my wedding."
"Duo, you're getting married?" Heero said, eyes wide with astonishment.
"Yep, sure am," Duo replied with a grin.
"With who?" Heero asked, although he knew the answer. Hilde, of course, who else could it be?
The answer was not what he expected it to be.
"Ah, well, man, I guess I never told you...I've been seeing Relena, you know, for months....I proposed last night and she finally said yes!" Duo's violet eyes were dancing with happiness.
The bottom fell out of Heero's world like a bag of soggy groceries.
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//I can't believe Duo is marrying Relena...I can't believe they were even seeing each other...*without* telling me....I can't believe it, I can't believe it....//
Heero mechanically adjusted the bow tie of his tuxedo, hands and body numb.
//They didn't tell me....//
And even more pervasive was the thought: //Why does she love Duo?//
//Why did she reject me?//
He thought of the beautiful and utterly capivating girl then, of her sparkling cornflower-blue eyes, of her long beautiful sandy-blond tresses, of her white dress swirling in the wind on one long ago forgotten day on the beach...
He thought about their prolonged friendship, of their letters written through the years, always full of such affection and warmth...
//I thought we had something.//
Had he been so sadly mistaken to see that sparkle in her eyes whenever see looked at him as something more than friendship?
And Duo...Duo had been his best friend!
//How could he do something like this to *me*? How could he destroy the relationship that was building between Relena and me? How?!//
He realized that he was still automatically smoothing down a suit that was immaculate to the last thread. He looked at the mirror, but he wasn't looking at his reflection, he was looking past it at some point between the glass and infinity.
//Infinity.//
He looked at himself once again, and with sudden decision turned towards the door.
//I'll do what I have to to get you back, Relena,// he vowed.
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Duo stood before the alter, slightly worried. His best man hadn't shown up yet, and it was only ten minutes before the ceremony was scheduled to start. But he shouldn't be worried, not really; the rings were safely in the keeping of Quatre. The blonde had meant to give them to Heero, but somehow Quatre had never been able to find Heero at the exact given time. One thing had happened after another, and now they were here, at Duo's wedding sans one best man.
Duo normally wouldn't have doubted Heero's punctuality, after all--the man practically lived and breathed routine, he wouldn't have been surprised if his blue-eyed friend didn't have some sort of internal clock accurate down to the second--but this was his wedding and the braided man felt that he was entitled to be worried.
//I'm sure Heero has an excuse. Heero'd better have an excuse.//
The normally laid-back American found that he couldn't afford to have the same easy-going attitude about everything. Especially not to the person he loved most.
Then his thoughts turned to his fiance and soon to be wife, and he felt himself drift into that warm fuzzy sensation he always had when he thought about her. They hadn't been that close during the war, and to tell the truth he'd always thought that Heero'd win her in the end, it'd seemed like that way from the start, but somehow circumstances shifted and he found himself in the position to claim the sandy-haired angel for his own.
How had things turned out this way?
Well, he wasn't complaining. A wistful smile stole its way across his features.
//Relena, even if I die now...I'll die happy, knowing that you smiled at me.//
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//Relena, you *will* be mine.//
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tbc....
by Tekiya Kyonshi
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Author's Note: Hi all! This is my first Gundam Wing fanfic, so please bare with me! Send me feedback, please, but no flames!
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"Hey man," Duo said, walking up to his friend and former comrade. "What're you doing?"
Heero was reading a newspaper. "I'm reading a newspaper, Duo," he said.
"That's great," Duo said. "But listen, I have to talk to you about something."
"What is it?" Heero put down his newspaper with the utmost care and looked at Duo, his eyes alight with interest.
"Er.." Duo said, shuffling uncomfortably, "this is kinda embarrassing and everything...but oh, what the heck. I was wondering if you'd be the best man at my wedding."
"Duo, you're getting married?" Heero said, eyes wide with astonishment.
"Yep, sure am," Duo replied with a grin.
"With who?" Heero asked, although he knew the answer. Hilde, of course, who else could it be?
The answer was not what he expected it to be.
"Ah, well, man, I guess I never told you...I've been seeing Relena, you know, for months....I proposed last night and she finally said yes!" Duo's violet eyes were dancing with happiness.
The bottom fell out of Heero's world like a bag of soggy groceries.
~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~
//I can't believe Duo is marrying Relena...I can't believe they were even seeing each other...*without* telling me....I can't believe it, I can't believe it....//
Heero mechanically adjusted the bow tie of his tuxedo, hands and body numb.
//They didn't tell me....//
And even more pervasive was the thought: //Why does she love Duo?//
//Why did she reject me?//
He thought of the beautiful and utterly capivating girl then, of her sparkling cornflower-blue eyes, of her long beautiful sandy-blond tresses, of her white dress swirling in the wind on one long ago forgotten day on the beach...
He thought about their prolonged friendship, of their letters written through the years, always full of such affection and warmth...
//I thought we had something.//
Had he been so sadly mistaken to see that sparkle in her eyes whenever see looked at him as something more than friendship?
And Duo...Duo had been his best friend!
//How could he do something like this to *me*? How could he destroy the relationship that was building between Relena and me? How?!//
He realized that he was still automatically smoothing down a suit that was immaculate to the last thread. He looked at the mirror, but he wasn't looking at his reflection, he was looking past it at some point between the glass and infinity.
//Infinity.//
He looked at himself once again, and with sudden decision turned towards the door.
//I'll do what I have to to get you back, Relena,// he vowed.
~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~o.O~
Duo stood before the alter, slightly worried. His best man hadn't shown up yet, and it was only ten minutes before the ceremony was scheduled to start. But he shouldn't be worried, not really; the rings were safely in the keeping of Quatre. The blonde had meant to give them to Heero, but somehow Quatre had never been able to find Heero at the exact given time. One thing had happened after another, and now they were here, at Duo's wedding sans one best man.
Duo normally wouldn't have doubted Heero's punctuality, after all--the man practically lived and breathed routine, he wouldn't have been surprised if his blue-eyed friend didn't have some sort of internal clock accurate down to the second--but this was his wedding and the braided man felt that he was entitled to be worried.
//I'm sure Heero has an excuse. Heero'd better have an excuse.//
The normally laid-back American found that he couldn't afford to have the same easy-going attitude about everything. Especially not to the person he loved most.
Then his thoughts turned to his fiance and soon to be wife, and he felt himself drift into that warm fuzzy sensation he always had when he thought about her. They hadn't been that close during the war, and to tell the truth he'd always thought that Heero'd win her in the end, it'd seemed like that way from the start, but somehow circumstances shifted and he found himself in the position to claim the sandy-haired angel for his own.
How had things turned out this way?
Well, he wasn't complaining. A wistful smile stole its way across his features.
//Relena, even if I die now...I'll die happy, knowing that you smiled at me.//
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//Relena, you *will* be mine.//
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tbc....