Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or its characters and concepts.
Warnings: AU-ish, languages, malexmale, 1x2, 3x4, 13x5x6, OOC although I'll try to keep them in character as best I can when I meant to.
Thank you Pyrite for cleaned my writing up for me.
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Chapter 1
"No Relena. Get back. I've got to check the premises first." Heero said grimly.
Relena sighed and rolled her eyes. "Heero, get a clue. The. War. Is. Over." She bodily pushed pass him to make a run for the pink limousine waiting for her at the door. Heero with his reflexes still intact, snatched her wrist and yanked her back forcefully. He didn't say anything except glaring at her to express his displeasure.
This prove to be the last straw for Relena, she returned his glare for one of her cool condescending ones.
She simply had enough of him.. After the war was over, she proposed that he work for her as her bodyguard and this proved to be most difficult time for her. It even affected her beliefs and philosophies in life. That is something unacceptable because those are the things that made her who she was. Heck! The whole known universe know of her as an unshakable pacifist and counted on her to over-see the relationship between Earth and the Colonies. There are times when she was so frustrated that she just wanted to take off her pink heels and heave it at Heero's head. She fully understood her position and the risks that her life is under, however, having him sleeping next to her on the floor and jumped at every noise in the night then dragged her to the nearest shelter was purely ludicrous. She even has to put up with him standing outside her opened bathroom door while she did her PRIVATE things!!! Not only did he endanger her beliefs, he also affected her jobs as the stress of putting up with him built up minute by minute.
"Heero, it seems to me that you are due for some vacation time. It was bad judgment on my part to asked you to accompany me as my bodyguard right after the war. I apologize that you didn't get any time to celebrate our new found peace. I will now release you from your responsibilities as my bodyguard. The duration of time is undetermined, so that you can see the beauty of the world you and the other Gundam Pilots had fought so hard to preserve." With that said she promptly, without waiting for Heero's reaction, pulled out her cellphone and directed Une to send her a substitute for Heero.
"Heero, I thank you for your hard work. It's time that you cut back and enjoy life a little. Now let go of my hand." Still speechless, he let go of her wrist and watched her retreating back as she walked and disappeared in her peculiar vehicle.
"Quatre! I'm so glad to see you." Duo greeted Quatre through the grainy screen of vid-phone with enough enthusiasm that only he can manage.
"Hello Duo." Quatre grinned in answer at the familiar image of wide grin, chestnut hair, and twinkling violet eyes.
"Are you busy with your card-boards in suits?" Duo asked and earned an indignant laugh from Quatre.
"Duo! No, I'm not busy with my business associates right now."
"Great! How've you been? Is everything going well with the Winner Corps?"
"Yes, everything is fine. I even have free time on my hand, can you believe it? I thought that when I take over the family's business I would be swamp with works, instead, I have a bunch of able bodies that do all the work."
With that Duo cackled dramatically, "Work my minions! Work!"
"I know!" Quatre laughed. "Yes, I am the evil over-lord. Trowa is visiting me too. I've been spending my free time with him."
"Oh?" Duo grinned widely, "Then may be I should board a shuttle to L4 and mooch off of you too."
"That would be great! I would love for you to be here. Oh, this is so rude of me, how's business with Hilde and the yard?"
Duo rolled his eyes, "Unlike you, me and Hilde worked our butts off at the scrap yard! Even though we put blood and sweat into it, and work ourselves to death, I love it Quatre! You wouldn't believe the stuffs that scrapped, and what you can put together!"
"I'm happy for you then. You are exactly where you should be."
"Thanks, getting back to your question, yes I can come in...about..." Duo's image looked down and some beeping sounds can be heard, and Quatre assumed that he's checking his calendar. "Three weeks!" Duo looked up and grinned from ear to ear. "Because Hilde has been..."
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It's was the kind of day when you just want to stay out in the sun all day and soak it up. The sky was so blue and was smattered with threads of wistful white clouds. Cool breeze gently stirs the air but not enough to turn the temperature into chilling. The sun shines high up in the sky and painted everything with a layer of vibrancy. The whole world bathed in a lazy sleepy haze.
The state of the day seemed to have the same effect on Duo as he was feeling the same way. Dressed in simple white tank-top and cut-off short, he was motionless on the hemlock with his hair out of its usual braid and a small contented smile. His eye-lids were shut, warded off the glare of the sun, he can feel his body relaxed and unwind. He was telling the truth when he told Quatre that work was hellish. This is a vacation that was badly over-due. But thanks to them and their precious life-forces, between Hilde and Duo, they have managed to make theirs a striving business. With the business expanded, they decided to hired more people. For about a year or so, Hilde has interviewed people and trained them to help. Afterward, since she trained them, she dumped the managing over to him and took off for the beach. After she got back and caught on with everything going on, then it was his turn to hit a vacation spot. After deciding that why go anywhere else when Quatre's "house" has everything you could possibly want, he took off for L4.
When another lulling breeze reached him, he reveled in the ability to succumb to it...
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Feeling slippery moist tongue lazily stroking the inside of his mouth made him gave a low, drawn out moan. His breath quickened and he lifted his heavy lids to look, although, he already knew from experience who is the kisser. Blue. They were so blue, blue the color of the sky he fallen asleep under, and were just as spellbinding. Body with lean planes pressed close to his, moving in a rhythm that meant to arouse. The tongue in his mouth withdrawn and he was nibbled on from jaw to throat where the mouth remained. While his throat was sucked, nibbled, and licked, he fisted his hands on the messy brown locks of hair that were so dark that they appeared to be black. With another throaty moan, his body writhed urgently and breathless groans and moans filled the air.
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Again like past experience, he was jerked awake. Duo growled groggily down that the bulge in his shorts. "Fuck."
His erection throbbed incessantly. "Yeah, buddy, I'm not a very happy camper either. Damn it!" Duo said unhappily then thought about the time when his Gundam was sent to the sun and that effectively ridded him of his arousal. Realized that the sun is setting, he hopped off the hemlock and figured it's time to feed his stomach.
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"Stop buttering up to my cooks Duo." Quatre appeared in the kitchen as Duo munches on his sandwich and chatting to one of the cooks. The cook smiled warmly at Duo before excusing herself to Quatre to attend to the daily grocery.
"Hey, you eat better that way." Duo grinned and polished off his sandwich. Quatre marveled at Duo's ability to charms anything with a pulse and his stomach.
Pulled out a chair for himself next to Duo, Quatre commented with a pleased smile, "You look better Duo. With a few more days and those eyes bags will be gone and you'll get your coloring back."
"I know, and then you can stop looking at me with that worry line between your eyebrows, little mother." Duo said cheekily and made Quatre laughed in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry. It just that when we talked in the phone I didn't get a good look at you, and when you showed up looking like you have been a week in the grave, it caused my maternal instincts from my sisters to acted up."
"Well at least you didn't suggest that I quit this job."
"Quatre would never do that." Duo and Quatre jumped in surprise.
"Damn it Trowa!" Duo glowered while Quatre rolled his eyes in exaggeration.
After the war, Trowa grew couple of inches along with the rest of the pilots and because he was taller than them before he still is now. He was less taciturn than before, however, still moves like a phantom and took great amusement in startling Duo and Quatre. Although that almost got him kill a few times from war's residue reflexes if he didn't have those mentioned reflexes himself. Having close brushes with death didn't deter him from doing it either.
"You're going to have to drop this because it'll get you kill one day! How can you think this is funny? I hope the others didn't develop some strange taste like yours!" Duo seethed.
Quatre grasped, "I know!"
"What Kitty-Kat?" Duo asked when Trowa just look questioningly at Quatre.
"You know, Trowa is not the only one that had developed a strange taste." Quatre grimaced at Duo, "If butchering my name can be count as one."
"Nope, it doesn't." Duo grinned.
With a brief glare at Duo, Quatre continued, "Anyway, when Duo mentioned the other two, it gave me the idea that we should have a get-together."
"You're right, provided they're not busy of course." Trowa nodded. "With Wufei and Heero both working for the Preventer, they always have something that comes up. Especially Heero, since he was requested by Relena to be her bodyguard."
"That's right! I agree with Trowa. They can't just up and leave like that." Duo said, shifted in his seat uncomfortably, feeling a bit panicky. He ignored the twinge he felt in his foolish heart as Heero was mentioned with Relena.
"They can always take a vacation. It's not like the entire Preventer consisted with only two of them." Quatre pointed out.
Trowa shrugged, "I'm not saying they can't go. I'm not them, so I can't speak for them. I just wanted to bring that possibility up."
"Why don't we just call them and ask instead of speculating about whether they can go or not?" Quatre smiled bemusedly.
"Why don't we?" Trowa answered with a smile...
...and Duo sorely tempted to bang his head on the table.