Title: Happy Holidays
Author: Supurrkitty
Archive: Fanfiction.net/~Supurrkitty
Rating: pg-13
Warnings: OCs, sexual situations, cussing...(tell me if it should be 'R')
PAIRINGS!!!: 4+OC, 2+OC, some recalling of a 3xOC(not anymore), and hints of 5+H
Part One!
' What a wonderful way to enjoy the first snow of the season...' Quatre thought sarcastically as he looked longingly out the restaurant window at the cold, snowy night outdoors.
" Quatre, turn your head back around! jeesh!" A voice rang in Quatre's ear loudly.
" Fine." Quatre murmured with a sigh and turned his head back in the direction of some of the center tables.
He was sitting alone at a booth near the back of the dark Indian restaurant/bar. Quatre sat with his legs stretched across the bench and crossed at the ankles, he was leaning against the wall and rested his head on his hand, his elbow resting on the table. He kept his head pointed towards the center of the room, where two men were seated at the moment, dressed darkly, but not too unusually. He kept his eyes averted, usually to his coffee cup or the book he had with him. But he would look over at the two men every now and then.
He himself was dressed in simple jeans, a T-shirt with a jacket around it and a backwards baseball cap. Unusual attire for him, usually, but right now, he wasn't being him.
" Don't sound so down, Quatre." Duo's voice again rang in his ear through the ear piece, " Don't you feel like an undercover FBI agent?"
" Which begs the question, why isn't someone else doing this?" Quatre murmured again, running his hand up the side of his face.
" We're in charge of dissarmament and destruction of weapons." Duo explained, " Sometimes we just need a bit of proof before doing so, hence the camera in that cap you're wearing. Just in case we need to defend ourselves if we kill someone."
" Thanks for explaining that," Quatre said sarcastically just as the waitress came over to him again. She gave him a strange look, thinking he was talking to himself. Quatre looked up at her and smiled.
" More coffee?" She asked and held out the pot. Quatre just nodded and she poured him a cup and quickly walked away. He sighed in relief as he watched her leave.
" You guys see anything yet?" Quatre asked quietly while adding cream to his coffee.
" I see nothing but what you're showing me," Duo said. Quatre sighed in frustration.
" Nothing so far," Trowa's voice rang in, " The preventer officers down the street haven't reported the vehicle yet, either."
" I see how unusually resiliant the insects on this side of town are," Wufei said, making Quatre chuckle a bit, " Other than that, nothing yet..."
" How boring," Quatre groaned.
" Hey, look on the bright side, after this huge assignment closes, we get our vacation time." Duo said, enthusiastically.
" What are you so happy about?" Wufei asked, " You're gonna be stuck serving Haruki the entire time."
" Do you think it will be any worse with me being home?" Duo asked, skeptically, " I mean, she's already screamed me out of the middle of work almost everyday now."
" Now she won't have to do as much work." Wufei said, enjoyment of Duo's woes evident in his tone.
" Oh," Duo sighed and groaned, " I don't know if I can last three more months of this..."
" How do you think Haruki feels?" Quatre asked, but kept his eyes on his book.
" Err...enough about me! What are your plans for Christmas, Quatre?" Duo asked, " Anything new with Akira?"
" *sigh*" Quatre looked away from his book and back to his coffee cup after examining the center of the room, " Not really."
Quatre didn't go into much detail, because he was under cover and obviously didn't want to look suspicious.
" I hear her sister is getting reassigned back here," Wufei changed the subject, " She's supposed to be coming over during our time off."
" Umeko's coming?" Duo asked, lightening up, " Haven't seen her since we went to get those new recruits, hey Quatre?"
" Yeah," Quatre answered, his mind elswhere.
" So, Trowa," Duo held mischeif in his voice, " You looking forward to being able to "work" with her again?"
" Shut up, Duo..." Trowa said sternly.
" But, I don't understand how a woman with such good advice about relationships could-"
" I said, shut UP, Duo." Trowa repeated a little more strictly.
" I'd do what he says, Duo." Wufei said.
Quatre just rolled his eyes. They would never be able to let Trowa live that down, especially not Duo. The way he used to carry on and tease Trowa about it drove everyone crazy. But, it seemed to have dissapeared when Umeko had.
" Hey," Trowa cut into his thoughts, " The vehicle has been spotted."
" About time," Wufei grumbled.
" Here we go," Duo said happily.
" They've parked..." Trowa explained, " Watch your enterance, Wufei."
Wufei stayed silent, so Quatre supposed that their long awaited restaurant customers were about to enter. He adjusted his cap slightly to make sure it was right on the table even if he wasn't looking at it.
" That's good, " Duo told Quatre as two more men dressed in suits entered the restaurant. Quatre glanced over more oftenly, but tried not to look too suspicious. He cursed in his head, wondering why Duo didn't do this part, he was obviously more suited for the job.
The men exchanged welcomes with the shaking of hands. Quatre noticed in the shifting of coats that at least one of them were armed. Some words were exchanged before they got to work. two of the men pulled out suitcases and one of them had a large manilla folder. One man pulled a laptop out of one case and started to type away on it. Then, he turned it around and allowed the first two to view it. One smiled widely and the other handed over the manilla folder.
" Check your goods man," Duo was saying, " Where's the disk?"
As Duo was saying this, the man opened the folder and a silver disk slipped out and into his hands. It contained information on the whereabouts of an underground, working MS factory as well as all the information needed to continue building these dangerous weapons.
" Got it!" Duo said, " Go for it guys!"
Quatre nodded to himself and grabbed a gun out of his jacket as Wufei came in through the front door, gun also drawn.
" Hands up guys, you'r done here." Wufei said in a booming voice.
The men looked between Wufei and Quatre before two drew their guns and prepared to shoot. Wufei took a shot at one guys hand and hit it square. The man yelled as the gun went flying. The other man dropped his gun and put up his hands.
Within minutes, they had all the men cuffed and sent off in some vans.
" They didn't put up much of the fight, now, did they?" Duo came out from the car that he was doing surveilance in after they all filed outside. He was dressed in black, of course, and he had a dark jacket to keep him warm, but he also has a red and white scarf wrapped around his neck.
" I suck at that," Quatre complained, pulling out his ear piece, hat still on backwards, " why didn't you do it, Duo, you're much better at that."
" I've got a family to think about," Duo said, only half serious as he grinned widely. " And it was rather comfy in that car with the nice heater."
Duo directed the last comment to Wufei who was walking up to the two as they slowly walked to the car to leave. Wufei had been sitting out in the cold most of the time, so he simply smacked Duo over the head. It was already late and they could think of nothing better, but to report back to a warm, familiar...office.
" So," Duo started, rubbing his head, " What are you going to do with your week, Wufei?"
Wufei seemed to stop for a second and give it a little bit of thought before giving Duo a quick glare and replying " Nothing".
Quatre and Duo looked at each other suspiciously before Quatre just shrugged and looked back ahead of him.
" Wait, you never told me what you were doing, Quat." Duo stated.
" For obvious reasons," Quatre stated, "But, if you must know now. I too, am doing absolutely nothing, besides that Christmas dinner my sisters always set up for the family friends."
" You inviting Kira?" Duo asked.
" Even if I did, who says she'd come?" Quatre asked bitterly.
" Quatre, you've been-...ah, nevermind, you're hopeless anymore," Duo said as he saw Trowa walk up.
" Everything's taken care of, we just need to report back and..."
" So, what are you doing for Christmas?" Duo asked full of interest.
" Staying away from annoying, rude people like you," Trowa said.
" Haha...no, really," Duo tried to keep a straight face, " Are you gonna help Umeko unpack?"
" Duo I swear, if you don't shut up..." Trowa started.
" You wouldn't shoot me, that's too...Heero like..." Duo said, waving Trowa off.
" No, but I would stab you." Trowa said with a stern look.
Deciding it might be best to not reply to the disturbed ex-pilot, Duo blinked ahead of him, then looked up at the sky as flakes of white continued to fall, covering all the already slippery surfaces. He smiled as he watched the hypnotic motions of swirling ice falling from the darkness of fluffy snow clouds at eleven o'clock at night. He stuck his tongue out until a flake landed on it, promptly melting and leaving him with a burning sensation. He pulled his tongue back in and shuffled his feet to pick up the fresh powder as he looked across the brightly lit street at all the colorful christmas decorations and trees in some store windows.
" I love the holidays."
A/N~ Okay, so I guess I can't really see how anything can be R in this chapter...but it gets worse! I promise!...maybe that's...NOT a good thing...meh...please review!
Author: Supurrkitty
Archive: Fanfiction.net/~Supurrkitty
Rating: pg-13
Warnings: OCs, sexual situations, cussing...(tell me if it should be 'R')
PAIRINGS!!!: 4+OC, 2+OC, some recalling of a 3xOC(not anymore), and hints of 5+H
Part One!
' What a wonderful way to enjoy the first snow of the season...' Quatre thought sarcastically as he looked longingly out the restaurant window at the cold, snowy night outdoors.
" Quatre, turn your head back around! jeesh!" A voice rang in Quatre's ear loudly.
" Fine." Quatre murmured with a sigh and turned his head back in the direction of some of the center tables.
He was sitting alone at a booth near the back of the dark Indian restaurant/bar. Quatre sat with his legs stretched across the bench and crossed at the ankles, he was leaning against the wall and rested his head on his hand, his elbow resting on the table. He kept his head pointed towards the center of the room, where two men were seated at the moment, dressed darkly, but not too unusually. He kept his eyes averted, usually to his coffee cup or the book he had with him. But he would look over at the two men every now and then.
He himself was dressed in simple jeans, a T-shirt with a jacket around it and a backwards baseball cap. Unusual attire for him, usually, but right now, he wasn't being him.
" Don't sound so down, Quatre." Duo's voice again rang in his ear through the ear piece, " Don't you feel like an undercover FBI agent?"
" Which begs the question, why isn't someone else doing this?" Quatre murmured again, running his hand up the side of his face.
" We're in charge of dissarmament and destruction of weapons." Duo explained, " Sometimes we just need a bit of proof before doing so, hence the camera in that cap you're wearing. Just in case we need to defend ourselves if we kill someone."
" Thanks for explaining that," Quatre said sarcastically just as the waitress came over to him again. She gave him a strange look, thinking he was talking to himself. Quatre looked up at her and smiled.
" More coffee?" She asked and held out the pot. Quatre just nodded and she poured him a cup and quickly walked away. He sighed in relief as he watched her leave.
" You guys see anything yet?" Quatre asked quietly while adding cream to his coffee.
" I see nothing but what you're showing me," Duo said. Quatre sighed in frustration.
" Nothing so far," Trowa's voice rang in, " The preventer officers down the street haven't reported the vehicle yet, either."
" I see how unusually resiliant the insects on this side of town are," Wufei said, making Quatre chuckle a bit, " Other than that, nothing yet..."
" How boring," Quatre groaned.
" Hey, look on the bright side, after this huge assignment closes, we get our vacation time." Duo said, enthusiastically.
" What are you so happy about?" Wufei asked, " You're gonna be stuck serving Haruki the entire time."
" Do you think it will be any worse with me being home?" Duo asked, skeptically, " I mean, she's already screamed me out of the middle of work almost everyday now."
" Now she won't have to do as much work." Wufei said, enjoyment of Duo's woes evident in his tone.
" Oh," Duo sighed and groaned, " I don't know if I can last three more months of this..."
" How do you think Haruki feels?" Quatre asked, but kept his eyes on his book.
" Err...enough about me! What are your plans for Christmas, Quatre?" Duo asked, " Anything new with Akira?"
" *sigh*" Quatre looked away from his book and back to his coffee cup after examining the center of the room, " Not really."
Quatre didn't go into much detail, because he was under cover and obviously didn't want to look suspicious.
" I hear her sister is getting reassigned back here," Wufei changed the subject, " She's supposed to be coming over during our time off."
" Umeko's coming?" Duo asked, lightening up, " Haven't seen her since we went to get those new recruits, hey Quatre?"
" Yeah," Quatre answered, his mind elswhere.
" So, Trowa," Duo held mischeif in his voice, " You looking forward to being able to "work" with her again?"
" Shut up, Duo..." Trowa said sternly.
" But, I don't understand how a woman with such good advice about relationships could-"
" I said, shut UP, Duo." Trowa repeated a little more strictly.
" I'd do what he says, Duo." Wufei said.
Quatre just rolled his eyes. They would never be able to let Trowa live that down, especially not Duo. The way he used to carry on and tease Trowa about it drove everyone crazy. But, it seemed to have dissapeared when Umeko had.
" Hey," Trowa cut into his thoughts, " The vehicle has been spotted."
" About time," Wufei grumbled.
" Here we go," Duo said happily.
" They've parked..." Trowa explained, " Watch your enterance, Wufei."
Wufei stayed silent, so Quatre supposed that their long awaited restaurant customers were about to enter. He adjusted his cap slightly to make sure it was right on the table even if he wasn't looking at it.
" That's good, " Duo told Quatre as two more men dressed in suits entered the restaurant. Quatre glanced over more oftenly, but tried not to look too suspicious. He cursed in his head, wondering why Duo didn't do this part, he was obviously more suited for the job.
The men exchanged welcomes with the shaking of hands. Quatre noticed in the shifting of coats that at least one of them were armed. Some words were exchanged before they got to work. two of the men pulled out suitcases and one of them had a large manilla folder. One man pulled a laptop out of one case and started to type away on it. Then, he turned it around and allowed the first two to view it. One smiled widely and the other handed over the manilla folder.
" Check your goods man," Duo was saying, " Where's the disk?"
As Duo was saying this, the man opened the folder and a silver disk slipped out and into his hands. It contained information on the whereabouts of an underground, working MS factory as well as all the information needed to continue building these dangerous weapons.
" Got it!" Duo said, " Go for it guys!"
Quatre nodded to himself and grabbed a gun out of his jacket as Wufei came in through the front door, gun also drawn.
" Hands up guys, you'r done here." Wufei said in a booming voice.
The men looked between Wufei and Quatre before two drew their guns and prepared to shoot. Wufei took a shot at one guys hand and hit it square. The man yelled as the gun went flying. The other man dropped his gun and put up his hands.
Within minutes, they had all the men cuffed and sent off in some vans.
" They didn't put up much of the fight, now, did they?" Duo came out from the car that he was doing surveilance in after they all filed outside. He was dressed in black, of course, and he had a dark jacket to keep him warm, but he also has a red and white scarf wrapped around his neck.
" I suck at that," Quatre complained, pulling out his ear piece, hat still on backwards, " why didn't you do it, Duo, you're much better at that."
" I've got a family to think about," Duo said, only half serious as he grinned widely. " And it was rather comfy in that car with the nice heater."
Duo directed the last comment to Wufei who was walking up to the two as they slowly walked to the car to leave. Wufei had been sitting out in the cold most of the time, so he simply smacked Duo over the head. It was already late and they could think of nothing better, but to report back to a warm, familiar...office.
" So," Duo started, rubbing his head, " What are you going to do with your week, Wufei?"
Wufei seemed to stop for a second and give it a little bit of thought before giving Duo a quick glare and replying " Nothing".
Quatre and Duo looked at each other suspiciously before Quatre just shrugged and looked back ahead of him.
" Wait, you never told me what you were doing, Quat." Duo stated.
" For obvious reasons," Quatre stated, "But, if you must know now. I too, am doing absolutely nothing, besides that Christmas dinner my sisters always set up for the family friends."
" You inviting Kira?" Duo asked.
" Even if I did, who says she'd come?" Quatre asked bitterly.
" Quatre, you've been-...ah, nevermind, you're hopeless anymore," Duo said as he saw Trowa walk up.
" Everything's taken care of, we just need to report back and..."
" So, what are you doing for Christmas?" Duo asked full of interest.
" Staying away from annoying, rude people like you," Trowa said.
" Haha...no, really," Duo tried to keep a straight face, " Are you gonna help Umeko unpack?"
" Duo I swear, if you don't shut up..." Trowa started.
" You wouldn't shoot me, that's too...Heero like..." Duo said, waving Trowa off.
" No, but I would stab you." Trowa said with a stern look.
Deciding it might be best to not reply to the disturbed ex-pilot, Duo blinked ahead of him, then looked up at the sky as flakes of white continued to fall, covering all the already slippery surfaces. He smiled as he watched the hypnotic motions of swirling ice falling from the darkness of fluffy snow clouds at eleven o'clock at night. He stuck his tongue out until a flake landed on it, promptly melting and leaving him with a burning sensation. He pulled his tongue back in and shuffled his feet to pick up the fresh powder as he looked across the brightly lit street at all the colorful christmas decorations and trees in some store windows.
" I love the holidays."
A/N~ Okay, so I guess I can't really see how anything can be R in this chapter...but it gets worse! I promise!...maybe that's...NOT a good thing...meh...please review!
