Author: Evita
Rating :R (because that's the highest ff.net will bear with.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, I do this purely for fun, And don't make a penny out of it. Please don't sue.
Prologue *** Let's pretend that the war was over.
Let's pretend Quatre woke up in the middle of the night and *came* to the conclusion he had to change the sheets again. And let's say he decided that he really needed a vacation, a vacation that included a very hot and naked Trowa. But hey he couldn't possibly walk up to the brunette and say: Hey Tro wanna go on vacation with me, preferably naked please. Okay so he invited Heero and Duo along too. (Since Wuffers was some where else. Probably making loads of babies with Sally)
So when one of his Sisters homing pigeons flew in and dropped a neatly folded letter in his lap, telling him it would be nice if he came over to Spain. And look after her house so that she could visit one of her friends. (Actually it said: Quat get your ass over here! I'm leaving today, you better not let my garden dry out. Loads of love, Annette.) The blonde boy grabbed his chance.
And left for a Spanish vacation.
** Author Note's: Please just read the next chapter!
Rating :R (because that's the highest ff.net will bear with.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, I do this purely for fun, And don't make a penny out of it. Please don't sue.
Prologue *** Let's pretend that the war was over.
Let's pretend Quatre woke up in the middle of the night and *came* to the conclusion he had to change the sheets again. And let's say he decided that he really needed a vacation, a vacation that included a very hot and naked Trowa. But hey he couldn't possibly walk up to the brunette and say: Hey Tro wanna go on vacation with me, preferably naked please. Okay so he invited Heero and Duo along too. (Since Wuffers was some where else. Probably making loads of babies with Sally)
So when one of his Sisters homing pigeons flew in and dropped a neatly folded letter in his lap, telling him it would be nice if he came over to Spain. And look after her house so that she could visit one of her friends. (Actually it said: Quat get your ass over here! I'm leaving today, you better not let my garden dry out. Loads of love, Annette.) The blonde boy grabbed his chance.
And left for a Spanish vacation.
** Author Note's: Please just read the next chapter!