Sorry for taking the old version down, you who remember that one, but I have decided rewrite the fic and add the sequel in this version since I didn't get my fingers out from my nose to write the sequel. Hope you all don't hate me!

Warning: Grammar/spelling error since my first language isn't English! YAOI so don't like DON'T READ! I do not accept flames. If they pop up I'll use them to warm my feet :P

Disclaimer: If I owned GW… I would make all yaoi fans happy. Sadly, I don't own them. they belong to their owners… every single piece of them.

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Black and white wedding bells

Chapter one: Happy day down the drain

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Duo Maxwell watched his reflection in the mirror as he tugged on the ends of the fly around his neck. "Do you think I'll remember this moment for the rest of my life or will I forget it by the morning? I mean, I usually forget what I did the day before…." He asked the boy behind him. Violet eyes travelled along the reflection and looked at the tux he was wearing. In was as white as snow and a golden pattern of leafs and flowers covered it. The cross he always wore hung around his neck and lay on the outside of the tux so it would show.

Quatre giggled as he braided in the last couple of delicate white roses into the long hair of the Death Scythe pilot's hair. His tux was plain white and on his hands he wore white gloves. In the left side of the chest he had a golden pin that resembled a dove with a rose in it's beak. He had spent the whole morning with the braided pilot, putting in the flowers and made sure that Duo wouldn't run away in panic on his own wedding day.

Duo fingered the golden cross. "What if God doesn't approve of our wedding? I mean, we are both killers before we even hit twenty! What if Heero changes his mind? I might not be able to live up to his dreams…"

Quatre listened to the braided boy's babble before sighing and twisting Duo around to face him. "Listen to me, Duo. The God will approve to this marriage, and Heero isn't about to change his mind. I don't think he cares if you can't give him any children or stuff like that. He wants you, Duo, not your body" he said and leaned back into the chair he was seated in. "I don't think you'll forget about this moment, Duo. The moment when I married Trowa is still fresh in my head even if it was two years ago. You and Heero are going to be a great couple I just know it!" he said and clapped his hands with a huge smile on his face.

Duo smiled back and turned back to the mirror. He held the cross against his heart and smiled at his reflection. 'No longer am I the God of Death. Soon I won't even be Duo Maxwell. I will be Duo Maxwell Yuy' he thought. It felt like it was yesterday Heero had taken him out for dinner and in the middle of the restaurant he had dropped on one knee and proposed, ignoring all the people around them. Duo had blushed so hard that he thought that his face would burn. Most of the guests had cheered for them and even the bill had been paid for. A small voice told him that Quatre had something to do with it all… but still it was the happiest day of his miserable life. Well, today would be his happiest.

Turning back to face the blond he hugged the small Arabian tight. "Thanks for being my friend, Q-man! Where would I be without you?"

"What about me, Maxwell? Aren't I also your friend?"

Duo turned around to se who had entered the room. He grinned as he spotted his black haired friend standing in the doorway. "Hi, Wu! What brings you here? I mean, weren't you with Heero?" he asked and walked over to hug him.

Wufei hugged the braided pilot before swatting him in the back. "I was but Heero wanted me to check on you. Trowa is with Heero at the moment. Believe me when I say that your husband to be is crawling along the walls. If he could, he would run with his tail between his legs"

Quatre rolled his eyes. "I don't know what the big deal is. I mean, why be so nervous about getting married?" he asked and corrected a rose in Duo's hair. "It is what comes after this you should be nervous about"

Duo grunted as his braid was tugged at again. "What do you mean by that?" he asked when his hair was released. He was spun around as Quatre fiddled with the tie.

Quatre looked at him with an odd twinkle in his emerald eyes. "The honeymoon. That's what I'm talking about" he said and fixed Duo's forelocks so they wouldn't be in his eyes.

Wufei tilted his head in wonder. "What is so special about that? It is not like they never slept together before. I should know, Treize's and my room were next to theirs when we were on vacation last summer"

Duo blushed hard. Dear God. Wu-man had heard? Seeing the huge grin on Quatre's and Wufei's face he smirked. "I didn't know you were such a pervert, Wu-man. If you wanted to watch you could have asked… I don't think Heero would mind you watch as we…"

"Stop it, Maxwell! I had enough nightmares that night! Don't put pictures in my mind!" he groaned and looked away from the now laughing Death Scythe Pilot. "Back on the subject. What did you mean, Winner? About the honeymoon thing"

Quatre smirked. "If we say it like this: if you knew what Trowa and I bought for you and Heero, you wouldn't worry about being nervous right now. And, Wufei, start your worrying now. If you only knew what I have planned for you and Treize when he pops the question" he said and winked at the braided pilot. He started forwards the door and waved at them. "I'll se you in ten minutes, Duo. I'll go and check on Trowa and Heero" he said and closed the door.

Wufei and Duo looked at each other and blushed. "I had no idea that Quatre could be such a little… devil in disguise… did you?" the brown haired boy asked his friend.

Wufei shook his head slowly, the information still going trying to make it to his brain. He had never seen or heard that side of Quatre before. He cleared his throat and patted Duo on the shoulder. "I must get going. Treize is waiting for me. I'll see you when the ceremony" he said and went to the door. Just before it shut he opened it again and smirked at the brown haired boy. "Don't drop the roses… you don't want to upset Quatre now do you?"

"Very funny, Wuffi. Very funny"

Wufei laughed and left the room.

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"Please stop it, Heero"

Heero looked at his fellow pilot and frowned. "Stop what, Trowa?" he asked with a huff.

Trowa rolled his eyes and sighed. "The pacing. Stop pacing for God's sake" he muttered and stood up. Grabbing Heero by the shoulders he pushed him back onto the sofa. "Sit still for once. Pacing won't help your nerves" he said and sat down beside him. "Besides, if Quatre comes in here and sees any sweat stains or anything else that is out of place, he'll flip"

Heero sighed and rested his forehead in his hands. "How did you manage to stay so calm on your and Quatre's wedding? I mean, you didn't even break out in sweat" he said and smoothed out the small wrinkles in his black tux. He hated to wear a tux. And the white tie didn't help the situation. On his left breast pocket he had a small pin. It resembled a wing with a scythe across it. Under it he had a red rose.

Trowa laughed and looked up at the Wing pilot. "Calm? Me? If only you knew. I was more nervous then you are now. Wufei had to call Treize in to hold me back from running out from the church" he said and smiled. "The only one who weren't nervous was Quatre. I started to think that he was born with a smile…."

"Well everything went well didn't it?"

Trowa smiled wider when he heard the familiar voice. "Hi, love. How's Duo?" he asked as Quatre crossed the room and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

The blond smiled. "He's fine. Nervous but…. Heero! Is that sweat I smell!" he suddenly snapped. He fixed his emerald eyes on the now slightly pale Wing pilot.

Heero's mouth hung open. How could the blond…? "Hn" he answered and turned his head away.

The blond wasn't impressed. He grabbed the dark haired pilot's arm and yanked him on his feet. Turning Heero around he pushed him forwards the bathroom. "Go and put on some cologne and make it fast! We have only a few minutes before we must be in the church!" he muttered. "My months of planning will not be ruined by you, you hear me Yuy?"

Heero stumbled a little as he was shoved into the bathroom. He had no idea that Quatre was so strong. The blond was a head shorter then he was sot Christ sake! Sighing in defeat he removed his tux and put on some cologne. She closed his eyes and breathed in the smell. He had gotten the cologne from Duo a few weeks ago. He usually didn't wear cologne but this one smelled really nice. And Duo liked it…

Quatre sat down beside his husband and sighed. "I really hope things go as planned. And my work isn't done after this ether… then I have to start planning Wufei's and Trenize's wedding. Whenever that happens…"

"Don't count on it happening in the near future, Winner"

The blond pilot smiled at the black haired Chinese that entered the small room. "You are just saying that, Wufei, and you know it. You two have been an item for ages… it is time to tie the knot" he said with a smile. "I can't wait until that happens!"

Wufei sighed and rubbed his aching head. "Can't we take a wedding at a time? Besides, I and Treize have decided that things are good as they are at the moment. So no wedding for another year or two, Winner"

The blond pouted. "Oh puff sticks"

Trowa laughed at the two. He looked up to see Heero come out from the bathroom and stood up from the couch. "It is time, boys. Lets go"

Heero swallowed and tugged on his tie. Well, it was now or never. Man, he hadn't been this nervous since he had proposed to Duo.

'Finally we will be one'

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"Ok, Duo, just breathe and stay calm. It is just your wedding, it will not kill you. No one has ever died from getting married… ok, I take that back if I should believe all the movies I have seen. Ok, that wasn't good"

The braided pilot walked back and forth. Just a few minutes left before he would go into the church and meet Heero as just Duo Maxwell for the last time. He had waited for this day ever since he and Heero became a couple.

Violet eyes looked at the reflection in the mirror. He looked perfect. Yet, white didn't suit him all that well. He was so used wearing black, just as the sin he felt in his heart when he had slaughtered all the people in his past.

His right hand reached up and clutched the cross around his neck. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. 'Let's do it' he thought. He opened his eyes and was greeted by his reflection. But not only his…

"UMPH!"

Duo gasped as someone warped an arm around his waits and clamped a sharp smelling cloth over his nose and mouth. His eyes grew wide as his brain registered what was going on. His training kicked in as he pressed his body back to get some room to fight in. He raised his left arm and brought it down with a lot of force into his attacker's side. The sharp pain that ran through his arm told him that the attacker was ether a male or a seriously muscled woman, but the strongly believed that the attacker was a male. He gasped the much needed air as his attacker was forced to let go of him to clutch his hurting side.

Duo whipped around to face his attacker when the attacker slammed into him. He grunted as he toppled over and slammed back fist onto the small coffee table. He used his legs to kick the intruder off him and rolled off the table. Man, he could feel that he hadn't trained in a while.

The attacker stumbled over the couch and landed with a loud crash. But he was quick to get back up on his feet. He saw that Duo was back up on his feet and before the braided pilot could turn around to face him again he had launched himself at the pilot and grabbed a hold of the pilot's waist, pulling the teen's back against his front. The cloth that he had been holding the whole time was clamped over the pilot's face again, this time it pressed much harder.

Violet eyes flashed dangerously as a wave of dizziness flashed across his mind. Using the table as a support he forced himself and his attacker against the wall with incredible force, forcing the wind out from both of them. He struggled even through he felt ill from the dizziness.

The attacker only tightened his grip on the now dazed pilot as he sank do the ground. He could feel that the teen was starting to give in to the drug as the struggling grew weaker and weaker. Leaning over the intruder rested his chin on the pilot's shoulder. "It's ok… relax… it will be over soon…" he soothed as a weak hand reached up and tried to move the cloth away from the captive's nose. "Sleep, beautiful"

Duo saw the world spin before his eyes as his eyelids grew too heavy to hold up. 'Heero… where are you when I need you? Heero…'

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Ruby red eyes glared at the people that had gathered for what would be a happy day. Happy day? Phech. That was a lie. This day would only have been a mistake if he hadn't stopped it.

Looking down at the limp form in his arms he smiled. He just saved an innocent angel.

Looking back up the ruby eyes hardened at the sight of the nervous Wing pilot.

'And the devil will never have my angel. NEVER'

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