Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I mean no offense by this. Please don't sue me.

A/N: This is for El Su and Omnicat, who both contacted me this week about my long buried GWing fics. This is a very old plot bunny that I just had to take out back and shoot.

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Duo was sitting at his computer. "Hirde?"

"Yeah?" she called from the other room.

"When was the last time you talked to Quatre?"

"Um...last month at Relena's birthday party--he rushed in, hugged everyone, and then rushed out like fifteen minutes later. You?"

"He called three weeks ago. You were at the store. Maybe someone else has heard from him..."

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"Not since Relena's birthday," said Catherine as Trowa nodded in the background.

"Sorry, Maxwell, he hasn't been in touch with me either," Wufei replied.

"Haven't heard from him, sorry," Sally admitted.

"No," was all Heero had to say.

So, finally, Duo called Relena. It took him a good thirty minutes to get through to her. "Quatre?" she said, "No, I haven't seen him since my birthday...though I did hear he was going to be attending that trade summit in Florida."

Hirde was listening over his shoulder. "Hum..." she murmured thoughtfully, "I have an idea."

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Quatre had very carefully chosen a seat that put his back to the conference room's big picture window. The gardens outside would give him too much of an excuse to daydream, and he needed to focus. Nevertheless, he found himself smothering yawns as the old men around the table debated and debated and debated. Being the heir to the Winner fortune was not nearly as interesting as it sounded. He never got to see his friends anymore. Heck, the last time he had gotten a chance to talk to any of them was when he squeezed a short phone call to Duo in between meetings, and that had been three weeks ago.

It took him a few minutes, so lost in his sulking he was, to realize all conversation around the table had stopped, and everyone was looking at him. No, not at him, at something behind him, out the window...

Quatre turned. Outside, in the garden, Sally was standing under the blossoming magnolia tree with a hand on both Wufei's and Heero's shoulders as if she were afraid they'd both bolt. Duo had his hand on Heero's other shoulder, and Trowa stood at Wufei's side. Relena, Hirde, and Catherine knelt at their feet. When she saw Quatre looking, Relena gave a little wave.

They were all naked.

Seriously, none of them had a stitch of clothing on. Sally, Wufei, Relena, and Duo had even removed the rubber bands from their hair, and it fluttered gently in the wind. Quatre blinked--he had to be hallucinating.

Someone at the table found their voice, "Hey, isn't that the Vice Foreign Minister?"

Ok, not hallucinating. Quatre pushed back his chair and stood up. "I'll be right there!" he yelled to his friends as he loosened his tie. "If you'll excuse me gentlemen..."