Legal Disclaimer Thingie! I don't own any right to Gundam Wing or its characters.
(This is my first fan fic. Be gentle, but please review! I won't update if I don't get any reviews!)
Duo sighed as he threw himself on to the couch. "Man, what a boring day. I can't believe there's nothing for me to do." He pulled a picture of DeathScythe from his pocket, "Man DeathScythe, you always kept me entertained." Duo re-pocketed the picture, then turned his gaze to an open window. "I wonder what the other Gundam Pilots are doing right now...Man, I sure do miss them too...especially Heero. What am I saying? Heero couldn't care less about me! Why should I care about him!?" His gaze shifted again, this time to the ceiling. "Still. I wonder who they're all doing."
Trowa looked down at the fragile little boy, no, young man, wrapped in his arms. Yes. Quatre was a young man, not a little boy. They both knew what they were getting into. Fortunately, neither of them cared. Trowa tightened his grip around Quatre, just enough that it caused Quatre to rise into consciousness. Trowa looked down at Quatre's soft eyes, "I'm sorry. Did I wake you?"
Quatre smiled, leaning up and gently pressing his lips against Trowa's. "Don't worry about it." He wrapped his arms around Trowa's well defined, shirtless chest, laying his head on Trowa's shoulder.
Trowa couldn't help but let a smile spread across his lips, feeling the warmth of Quatre's body pressed up against his own. He then whispered into Quatre's ear, "I love you." He could feel Quatre's heart speed up slightly at the sound of those words, and could feel the grip that he was in tighten.
Heero looked at WuFei, "Explain to me why we're here again?"
"I told you Heero, Duo wanted to see us. I'm not thrilled about this either, but Duo made a huge ordeal about it."
Heero looked the house up and down again. It was impressive. Quatre had paid for this impressive house. He offered to build all the pilots a house. Duo was the only one that had accepted. His gaze shifted back to WuFei for a moment, wondering what he had been dragged into this time. He looked back to the house, "Let's get this over with." With that, Heero's fist harshly knocked on the large wooden door.
(I know it's not very long. I'll try to make future chapters longer.)
