Author's Note: After so much stalling, I have finally thought of a good plot that would work with an H/R pairing!

Chibi Heero (dejectedly): Yeah, right. I won't get my hopes up again just to be brought crashing down. No more will I fall for that

Disclaimer: (Kawaii Authoress is tied down to a chair under a spotlight) AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! ALL RIGHT, I ADMIT IT! I DON'T OWN GUNDAM WING! I'M SORRY! I'M SO, SO SORRY! I DON'T EVEN OWN THIS IDEA! I JUST GOT IT FROM THE MOVIE, 'LAWS OF ATTRACTION'... (cries)

Summary: After getting drunk in his birthday Heero wakes up to find that he's married to Relena! To avoid trouble from Milliardo he tries to force Relena to get a divorce. Will Heero succeed or will Relena make the CEO fall for her instead.

Legend: "speech" 'thought' flashback

Warning: This fic is AU so expect lots of OOC-iness, but I won't let them do anything that you can't possibly imagine them do.

Chapter 1: Married?

The suns rays crept hesitantly into the slowly brightening room. The golden beams fell upon two slumbering forms curled around one another. The larger of the two bodies stirred and opened sleepy eyes.

'That was one hell of a birthday party,' Heero thought tiredly, rubbing his pounding head. Obviously, he had drunk far too much alcohol the night before. He had the headache to prove just how much he had gone over his limit. "Well, that's the last time I ask Duo to organize my birthday party."

"You rented... a what?" Heero exclaimed, lifting his head.

"A yacht! It's even big enough to accommodate us all!" replied the innocent-looking Duo as he ran his hand through his newly cut hair (1). " Oh... I also invited the head of the Zechs Marquise Company..."

"What! Duo! Just what were you thinking inviting that thing!... I mean... That person."

"You really hate Milliardo, don't you?"

"What do you think? His company has been gaining even more sales this year. So, please feel free to share what the heck you were thinking when you invited that GUY to my birthday!" Heero snapped, cracking his pen in two.

"Of course, by inviting him we show that we're not intimidated by the rise of his sales lately," Duo continued. "It's kinda like insulting him, don't you think? Besides, I heard that his sister would be back from Germany by then. Apparently, she's a total babe."

"You're already married, Duo."

"You're not." Duo smirked as he turned to leave.

Heero sighed. "I guess I'd better expect the worst..."

The successful CEO of the AMC (2), known more commonly as Heero Yuy, had turned twenty-five the day before. To celebrate the occasion, his party animal of a best friend Duo had thrown an enormous and wild birthday bash that had gotten just a little out of hand.

Heero winced at the sparkling amber light that spilled over him and continued to rub his forehead. Then his fingers trailed to and massaged the bridge of his nose. 'I knew that punch was spiked!'

A body languidly moved beside him, and he tensed, almost falling off of the bed in surprise. With one hand he drew the covers away, prussian eyes staring with surprise when he saw the woman. Her long, honey brown hair cascaded gently over her face and bare, slender shoulders. Her breasts rose and fell with every breath she took.

'She doesn't look like one of my employees. Then again, I don't know ALL of my workers! But what in the world is she doing here, anyway? In MY bed, of all places?' Heero wondered, gawking at her form.

The girl's eyelashes fluttered, and then opened. She yawned and stretched her fingers out towards the top of the bed, arching her back. As her body rested once more against the comforter, she turned a bewildered gaze on Heero. "What are you doing in my room?"

"This isn't your room," he told her matter-of-factly, glad that that was one thing he did know for sure.

The girl blinked at him, then looked around. Slowly, her eyes traveled over the décor of the room and the man in it. 'It's not baby pink, he's right. But who is this guy? Why were we in the same bed? Where are his clothes?' Mind racing and heart beginning to pound, she glanced down. 'Forget his! Where are MY clothes!'

"Get away from me! Pervert! HELP! RAPE!" The stranger bellowed. She leapt off of the bed, dragging the comforter with her, and backed away. "PERVERT!" she yelled again.

Heero's eyes went wide with shock, and for a few moments he sat in pure silence, unable to believe what the girl was claiming. When she opened her mouth to scream again, he scrambled to explain. "Listen, you, I don't know who you are, or how you got into my room, but one thing's for sure! I DID NOT RAPE YOU!"

"Oh, really? Then where are your clothes?" she demanded, her eyes narrowing in fury.

Heero halted, dumbstruck. 'Where ARE my clothes?'

"Where are my things?" The girl moaned, searching without success. "Listen, you pervert! You're gonna pay for what you've done! I'm going to report you to the police, and I'll have you on the Death Roll before you can snap your fingers! My brother happens to be Milliardo Peacecraft, and he'll make it happen!"

Heero was stunned enough that he sat down on the edge of the bed, frozen as his mind tried desperately to catch up to all the things he had been told that morning. He looked from the girl to his own hands and back to the girl as the door burst open.

"Heero, I can't believe you!" Duo sang happily as he hurried in. "I mean, I knew you two would hit it off, but this was a little faster than I expected! Oh, well, I'm happy for you, anyway! Though I'm a little hurt that you didn't make me your best man. I guess I was probably too drunk last night, though, so I under – "

"Waitaminute! Excuse me, Mister... guy. I know you're talking with this person and that you probably have no idea who I am, but could you explain what you meant about: getting along?" she paused for a second, then added, "And that we took IT a bit faster? Why did you even mention being a best man?"

The American began a game of looking from his friend to the girl, much as Heero had earlier. Duo's eyes were wide and his mouth was open slightly. "You... You mean that you really have no idea?"

"If I knew, I wouldn't have asked!" she shrieked.

Realization hit Duo with such force he very nearly fell over. 'Oh, shit! Please don't tell me that they got – and then they got – WHY can't people control themselves when they're drunk? I'm so dead!'

"Well... Guys... I know this might come as a big surprise for the both of you – "

Heero drew in his breath sharply. Finally, some answers!

"But, um... How can I say this? You see, you two... You're both... When people are drunk... Oh, let's see..."

"Spit it out already!" Heero snapped, jumping to his feet and grabbing his stuttering friend by the collar.

"You're married!" Duo blurted.

"WHAT? That's impossible!" Heero gasped as he released Duo.

"Well... The only reasonable explanation is that you both got drunk last night and were married. I see it happen all the time in movies," Duo stated, knowing that his theory was the only one feasible. "I mean, what other possible reason could there be?"

Heero sank down onto the bed and put his head in his hands. "Please tell me that this is just a prank. Any minute now, everyone will pop out with a camera and laugh at me, right? And this girl, she's just some stripper you paid –"

"ExCUSE me? I can hear, you know! For your information, I am not some cheap whore! I have never slept with a man before in my entire life! I really am Milliardo Peacecraft's sister. My name is Relena Peacecraft!" the girl growled. Her eyes flashed as she tightened her grip on the blankets.

"Heero, she's not joking," Duo said nervously. "She really is Relena Peacecraft, and this isn't a prank. I heard the Captain congratulating you two during his morning announcement. Everyone on the boat knows that you two are wed!"

Heero gulped as the seriousness of the situation finally dawned on him. Not only had he married Milliardo's little sister, but he had slept with her as well. A feeling of sickening dread overcame him. 'He's coming.'

"WHY, YOU!" a voice boomed without warning at the entrance of the door. The owner of said voice gave a positively frigid glare towards the three, causing them to freeze in their positions.

"Milliardo," Heero muttered through clenched teeth.

"You conniving beast! Now I know why we were invited to your birthday. You just wanted to have your way with my little sister! I am going to make you regret ever touching her!"

"Trust me, I'm regretting it now," Heero sighed, reaching for his pants. With the crowd quickly growing in his room, he felt uncomfortable dressed in only a blanket.

Milliardo took the remark in the wrong way. He glared with such ferocity Heero felt a chill go down his spine as the man shouted, "Oh, so you just wanted to have your way with her and then dump her like trash! Listen here, you egotistical bastard, my sister is not a slut! She deserves to be treated with respect! And furthermore –"

Furthermore, Milliardo never got the chance to finish. Reporters had gotten wind of the whirlwind romance and were now appearing in droves with cameras, each dying to know what was going on.

"Mr. Yuy, just how long have you known Ms. Peacecraft?"

"Is it true that you two have dated for a long time, but decided to keep your relationship a secret because of Milliardo?"

"Why the secrecy?"

"Ms. Relena, is it true that you are pregnant with Mr. Yuy's child? Is that why you two were wed?"

The questions only served to boister Milliardo's anger and turned to Heero who was busy finding a shirt whilst covering his face from the cameras. The two continued to argue while Heero and Duo tried desperately to push the unwanted paparazzi out of the room.

It seemed that the three businessmen had forgotten about the other occupant in the room. She stood on the far side of the bed; face pale but her cheeks crimson with embarrassment as the media eagerly snapped whatever pictures they could. She clutched the comforter more tightly and closed her eyes, swaying. 'This is a dream... Any minute now it will go away... Any minute...' A wave of dizziness surrounded her and her legs gave out.

"RELENA!"

Author's Note: I know! It's kinda short and random, but things will get better!

Chibi Heero (getting teary eyed): I-it's a fic about me! I can't believe it, you finally came through! I LOVE YOU (hugs authoress)

(1) Just imagine him without the long braid; it looks good on him actually. Besides his job doesn't allow long hairs.

(2) That's short for Arashi Company (I decided to change it from an Automobile Company to a mobile company with a nicer name). So if in the future chapters you find some typos about this please inform me. Thanks