Notes: This is Duo POV, and takes place three years after Saving Shinigami. The boys are Preventers now, and Endless Waltz never happened, but don't worry about missing things because Duo explains it all in a nice trip down memory lane, so this is more a prologue than an actual chapter.
Warnings: This entire fic will include: yaoi, yuri, het (maybe), blood, creepiness, confusion, angst, OOC, one OC who's not a Mary Sue, I assure you, lime/lemon, cliffhangers, and anything else that the muse decides.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or the G-Boys. I am merely borrowing them for nefarious purposes. I promise to return them more or less in one piece, so please don't sue me. Enjoy and review!
Chapter One
My body was tingling with anticipation. Just a few more minutes, and I would finally get to see them again after three long, torturous weeks. I could see them, touch them, kiss them.... Okay, I needed to stop or I'd never make it through the dinner I had so carefully prepared.
I looked around to make sure things were perfect. I'd actually set up the dinner in the dining room, instead of the kitchen like we normally used for meals. The lights were dimmed until they were almost off, and candles were lit. The window was open slightly, letting in a soft breeze that tickled my skin. The food was all laid out on the table, nothing really fancy, but delicious all the same. There was some quiet classical music playing, loud enough to dispel any silence, but quiet enough for conversation. The mood was quiet and romantic, with a hint of seduction. It was, for all intents and purposes, perfect.
A trilling little meow made me jump and look down to see a black fluffball winding itself around my legs and looking up at me with large golden eyes.
"Dammit, Ed, I thought I told you to stay outside!" I scooped him up, careful not to get fur all over my clothes, and walked to the front door, putting him down on the doorstep and staring into his eyes. "You gotta stay outside for tonight, 'kay? Go visit Coffee, if you want, I'm sure Jeanie will let you sleep on her sofa again. Go on, shoo."
Giving one last meow, Edgar turned around and trotted out of the garden, vanishing into the night. It would take him a while to reach Coffee's house, it was nearly a mile away, but he'd be given food and water and a spot to sleep on by the other cat's owner, and I didn't want my pesky little cat ruining the mood.
Tonight was special, not just because Fei and Heero were coming home, but because it marked the two year anniversary of our release from The Evil Place, otherwise known as the Everett Psychiatric Hospital.
See, not everyone had liked us Gundam pilots back at the end of the war. We'd done a lot of bad shit and pissed off a lot of people, and no one had quite been sure what to do with us. So, they'd shoved us in a nut house to undergo evaluations to determine our mental health. I know, crazy, isn't it? I couldn't believe they expected any of us to be entirely sane.
So, we spent a couple of months walking around in our pyjamas and talking to shrinks. They took all our weapons away, so we were deemed relatively harmless. That meant that there was only one guard in the room with us and the shrink. But, anyway, back to the point. We lied through our teeth, jumping through all the hoops and leaping over all the hurdles, and eventually they announced that we were sane. Joy.
But then it was back to square one, and the big question of what to do next. Quatre just went off to sort out the mess his father's death had caused with WEI. He immersed himself in his work and seemed to cope okay. Trowa took a little vacation working at the circus for a couple of weeks before leaving to watch over his lover.
That just left me, Fei, and Heero. We didn't have any idea what we were supposed to do, for the first time in our lives we could do whatever we wanted. We had been thrust into the big bad peaceful world, and not been told how to survive in it.
The first thing we did was buy a house, way out in the middle of nowhere, a quiet place where we could be ourselves and not have to worry. We spent a couple of days in bed, talking and discussing every option we had. The decision was unanimous. None of us were quite ready to stop fighting yet.
It's funny, isn't it? I used to be so scared of who I was, I used to hate being a Gundam pilot, but when the time came to finally quit... I couldn't. I'd gotten so used to fighting, to protecting people, that I just couldn't stop.
So, we drove down to Preventers and talked with Une. She was thrilled to have three ex-Gundam pilots on her force, but not so thrilled with the idea of Heero and Fei working as a team. It was apparently against policy for significant others to work together. After a week of working with different partners, Une got her bosses to agree that no one was up to working with them. I was partnered with one Agent Alex Carter, a nice girl and competent Agent. I dialled down my abilities and we got along fine.
It hasn't been easy, we've had to learn the hard way how to live in peace, there have been many mistakes and many 'incidents' but after two years, we were finally starting to get with the program. Aren't you proud of us?
I was snapped out of my musings by the sound of the door opening. I smiled and walked out of the dining room to meet them. They looked weary, but relieved, the way they always looked when they came home from a long assignment. Fei's hair was escaping its tight ponytail, and Heero's tie was half undone. Their clothes were wrinkled and in Wufei's case, not buttoned up properly, but they looked gorgeous.
My smile widened and I kissed them both quickly on the lips before pulling them into a tight hug.
"Missed you," I whispered, and it was enough. They were both suddenly attacking me, pulling at the clothes I had carefully chosen. They nipped, licked and bit their way across my skin, and for a while, I let them, letting their hunger wash over me, I had missed them so damn much.... But then I remembered dinner and reluctantly pushed them away, tugging my clothing back into place.
"I spent bloody ages on dinner, we are not skipping it."
They smiled and followed me into the dining room, sitting down quietly and looking at the food.
"This looks great, Duo," Heero said, and I smirked smugly. He'd always been less than complimentary on my past attempts at cooking, insisting that one of these days I was going to give him food poisoning. But I'd followed the recipe precisely and talked to Quatre on the phone during the hard bits, just in case I went wrong.
"Where's that blasted fluffball you call a cat?" Wufei asked, cutting into his chicken, and I let the supposed insult to my cat slide. Wufei liked Eddie, though for some reason insisted on pretending he didn't.
"I kicked him out for the night, it's just us three. How was the mission?"
Heero snorted and said, "Boring. Simple surveillance, and then a routine round up. Why Une put two of her best Agents on it, I don't know. A rookie could have done it."
"You're just upset because you were away from me for three weeks and didn't even get an adrenaline rush out of it," I said archly, and he shrugged, not denying the accusation.
They asked me about the murder case I had been working on, and I said we'd arrested a guy two days ago before firmly telling them that there was to be no talk of work. So they just told me about this movie they'd seen while off-duty, and I said I wanted to see it, so we made plans to do just that on Saturday.
We talked about the little, unimportant things that everyone talks about during dinner, filling the silence without really having a conversation. Later, I'd barely be able to remember what we said. But I would remember how they looked, with the soft candlelight playing across their skin and being reflected in their eyes. I'd remember the way their fingers would brush against my hand when they reached for their glasses. I'd remember the sound of the voices as they laughed at a joke. I'd remember the important things.
Warnings: This entire fic will include: yaoi, yuri, het (maybe), blood, creepiness, confusion, angst, OOC, one OC who's not a Mary Sue, I assure you, lime/lemon, cliffhangers, and anything else that the muse decides.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or the G-Boys. I am merely borrowing them for nefarious purposes. I promise to return them more or less in one piece, so please don't sue me. Enjoy and review!
Chapter One
My body was tingling with anticipation. Just a few more minutes, and I would finally get to see them again after three long, torturous weeks. I could see them, touch them, kiss them.... Okay, I needed to stop or I'd never make it through the dinner I had so carefully prepared.
I looked around to make sure things were perfect. I'd actually set up the dinner in the dining room, instead of the kitchen like we normally used for meals. The lights were dimmed until they were almost off, and candles were lit. The window was open slightly, letting in a soft breeze that tickled my skin. The food was all laid out on the table, nothing really fancy, but delicious all the same. There was some quiet classical music playing, loud enough to dispel any silence, but quiet enough for conversation. The mood was quiet and romantic, with a hint of seduction. It was, for all intents and purposes, perfect.
A trilling little meow made me jump and look down to see a black fluffball winding itself around my legs and looking up at me with large golden eyes.
"Dammit, Ed, I thought I told you to stay outside!" I scooped him up, careful not to get fur all over my clothes, and walked to the front door, putting him down on the doorstep and staring into his eyes. "You gotta stay outside for tonight, 'kay? Go visit Coffee, if you want, I'm sure Jeanie will let you sleep on her sofa again. Go on, shoo."
Giving one last meow, Edgar turned around and trotted out of the garden, vanishing into the night. It would take him a while to reach Coffee's house, it was nearly a mile away, but he'd be given food and water and a spot to sleep on by the other cat's owner, and I didn't want my pesky little cat ruining the mood.
Tonight was special, not just because Fei and Heero were coming home, but because it marked the two year anniversary of our release from The Evil Place, otherwise known as the Everett Psychiatric Hospital.
See, not everyone had liked us Gundam pilots back at the end of the war. We'd done a lot of bad shit and pissed off a lot of people, and no one had quite been sure what to do with us. So, they'd shoved us in a nut house to undergo evaluations to determine our mental health. I know, crazy, isn't it? I couldn't believe they expected any of us to be entirely sane.
So, we spent a couple of months walking around in our pyjamas and talking to shrinks. They took all our weapons away, so we were deemed relatively harmless. That meant that there was only one guard in the room with us and the shrink. But, anyway, back to the point. We lied through our teeth, jumping through all the hoops and leaping over all the hurdles, and eventually they announced that we were sane. Joy.
But then it was back to square one, and the big question of what to do next. Quatre just went off to sort out the mess his father's death had caused with WEI. He immersed himself in his work and seemed to cope okay. Trowa took a little vacation working at the circus for a couple of weeks before leaving to watch over his lover.
That just left me, Fei, and Heero. We didn't have any idea what we were supposed to do, for the first time in our lives we could do whatever we wanted. We had been thrust into the big bad peaceful world, and not been told how to survive in it.
The first thing we did was buy a house, way out in the middle of nowhere, a quiet place where we could be ourselves and not have to worry. We spent a couple of days in bed, talking and discussing every option we had. The decision was unanimous. None of us were quite ready to stop fighting yet.
It's funny, isn't it? I used to be so scared of who I was, I used to hate being a Gundam pilot, but when the time came to finally quit... I couldn't. I'd gotten so used to fighting, to protecting people, that I just couldn't stop.
So, we drove down to Preventers and talked with Une. She was thrilled to have three ex-Gundam pilots on her force, but not so thrilled with the idea of Heero and Fei working as a team. It was apparently against policy for significant others to work together. After a week of working with different partners, Une got her bosses to agree that no one was up to working with them. I was partnered with one Agent Alex Carter, a nice girl and competent Agent. I dialled down my abilities and we got along fine.
It hasn't been easy, we've had to learn the hard way how to live in peace, there have been many mistakes and many 'incidents' but after two years, we were finally starting to get with the program. Aren't you proud of us?
I was snapped out of my musings by the sound of the door opening. I smiled and walked out of the dining room to meet them. They looked weary, but relieved, the way they always looked when they came home from a long assignment. Fei's hair was escaping its tight ponytail, and Heero's tie was half undone. Their clothes were wrinkled and in Wufei's case, not buttoned up properly, but they looked gorgeous.
My smile widened and I kissed them both quickly on the lips before pulling them into a tight hug.
"Missed you," I whispered, and it was enough. They were both suddenly attacking me, pulling at the clothes I had carefully chosen. They nipped, licked and bit their way across my skin, and for a while, I let them, letting their hunger wash over me, I had missed them so damn much.... But then I remembered dinner and reluctantly pushed them away, tugging my clothing back into place.
"I spent bloody ages on dinner, we are not skipping it."
They smiled and followed me into the dining room, sitting down quietly and looking at the food.
"This looks great, Duo," Heero said, and I smirked smugly. He'd always been less than complimentary on my past attempts at cooking, insisting that one of these days I was going to give him food poisoning. But I'd followed the recipe precisely and talked to Quatre on the phone during the hard bits, just in case I went wrong.
"Where's that blasted fluffball you call a cat?" Wufei asked, cutting into his chicken, and I let the supposed insult to my cat slide. Wufei liked Eddie, though for some reason insisted on pretending he didn't.
"I kicked him out for the night, it's just us three. How was the mission?"
Heero snorted and said, "Boring. Simple surveillance, and then a routine round up. Why Une put two of her best Agents on it, I don't know. A rookie could have done it."
"You're just upset because you were away from me for three weeks and didn't even get an adrenaline rush out of it," I said archly, and he shrugged, not denying the accusation.
They asked me about the murder case I had been working on, and I said we'd arrested a guy two days ago before firmly telling them that there was to be no talk of work. So they just told me about this movie they'd seen while off-duty, and I said I wanted to see it, so we made plans to do just that on Saturday.
We talked about the little, unimportant things that everyone talks about during dinner, filling the silence without really having a conversation. Later, I'd barely be able to remember what we said. But I would remember how they looked, with the soft candlelight playing across their skin and being reflected in their eyes. I'd remember the way their fingers would brush against my hand when they reached for their glasses. I'd remember the sound of the voices as they laughed at a joke. I'd remember the important things.