I know this is a Christmas GW fic, and it's been done a million times
before, but just read and tell me what you think eh?
Warnings - Shounen Ai, het, language, AC197 fluff, oocness, but I doubt it'll be that much, just read and see for the pairings ne?
Disclaimers - I don't own Gundam Wing, not that hard a concept to grasp. This piece of "writing" is for fun.
Simple Wishes are Never Granted
Avenged Suffering
It was Christmas Eve and Quatre's Arabian retreat was bustling with life. Christmas spirit was high, despite the lack of snow or the fact that a good proportion of the guests that filled the spacious rooms didn't celebrate Christmas as a religious holiday. A large group with ages that ranged from early teens to early twenties was gathered in the lavishly decorated living room. Relena Peacecraft, sat in one of the large comfortable chairs, Heero Yuy standing protectively behind her, one hand running down to softly stroke golden blonde hair. It was a subtle gesture, but it was enough to be noticed by everyone in the room.
A large tree took up an entire corner of the room, the door between the living room and the kitchen being occupied by one Duo Maxwell, with the young Marimeia Khushrenada upon his shoulders, trying to hang mistletoe from the opening. Hilde and Dorothy alike were watching this scene close by, laughing and giggling in time to the young god of death as he stumbled between the two rooms. Quatre Raberba Winner on the other hand was wrapped in strong arms, while lying on a small sofa infront of a large hearth. Though geographically, where they were it could be unnaturally warm, the sun had set hours ago, and even the hottest places on earth became cold at night.
Trowa Barton's arms tightened slightly around the young blonde in his embrace. The soft dancing flames infront of him entranced emerald eyes for a short while before he glanced up to Lucrezia Noin, in an intimate embrace with Milliardo Peacecraft. Chang Wufei, sat on the window seat, his onyx eyes wandering over the scenery behind the glass shield. Sally Po was standing somewhere to his right, watching him in equal silence. The two seemed oddly detached from all the laughter in the room.
This was the first peaceful Christmas any of them had enjoyed in a long while. The first Christmas full stop for some of them, especially both the Asian pilots. Wufei had only come to this party because Quatre was very insistent when he had called to formally invite him back in September, giving the Chinese pilot plenty of time to arrange time off so that he, "didn't have any work related excuses" as the blonde had put it. Lady Une would've been part of the scene, but it had been agreed that at least one of them had to stay at the Preventers H.Q. to help incase something did go wrong, and no matter how much Wufei had 'volunteered' he was severely outnumbered by the women he worked with.
Peaceful Christmas? Forgot, no such thing with the braided god around. A loud shout of panic, well two, one from Duo, the other from the girl previously on his shoulders echoed around the room. The shouts were quickly followed by an equally loud thud, and everyone's eyes shot to the doorway. A soft sigh of relief was uttered throughout the room, as they realised that Duo had maneuvered to make sure the young girl had landed on him as he landed on the carpeted floor of the living room. Both were up quickly though and Duo moved to Heero's side, while Marimeia grabbed hold of Relena's hand.
Several embarrassed giggles and death threats later. The once perfect soldier, and the former queen of the earth were positioned under the small plant in the doorway. All eyes were upon them, they shared a somewhat chaste kiss before sitting down. Duo, and the rest of them, knowing that Heero wasn't really big on showing so much affection in public, applauded the young couple as they sat back down. As soon as they had done the God of Death and his new apprentice, scanned the room for their next couple under the mistletoe. Within seconds Noin and the old lightning count were pushed beneath the seasonal shrub. A romantic kiss shared before they both walked back to their places, in eachothers arms.
As soon as violet eyes settled on the pair of young men on the small sofa, the tall Latino boy got up from his comfortable position, dragging his blue eyed lover to the doorway, he would gladly take any opportunity to kiss those sweet lips. The taller boy leant down and took the still startled Quatre into a soft yet passionate kiss, one hand softly caressing his cheek, while his other arm wrapped possessively around the boy's waist. Quatre reached up after the initial shock wore off and placed his arms around his lover's smooth and appealing neck. A long time passed between them before they broke for air, Trowa placing his forehead against Quatre's paler skin. "Showoffs!" Duo shouted, quickly followed by more applauding and a wolf whistle from Hilde's direction. The shorter boy chuckled quietly as a blush coloured his cheeks, before he quickly dragged his lover back to their position in front of the fire.
"Everybody's got to have a kiss!" Duo chimed. "For good luck. Sally, Wufei, you're up." He exclaimed while approaching the two quietest members of the party. "Duo.. I'd rather if we didn't.." Sally said before Duo had the chance to drag either of them away from their positions. "But.. Good Luck!" Duo argued. "Maybe later.. okay?" the woman replied with a soft voice. Duo nodded silently and turned back to the rest of the party, smile wide. "Come on then you guys, let's get this party started!" He grabbed the young Marimeia's hand, and ushered Dorothy and Hilde into the doorway. A distressed noise was heard coming from both the elder women before Duo's soft chuckle joined them.
To start he bent down lightly, lifting Marimeia's hand to his lips. "For the young lady." He said, bowing his head and lightly pressing his lips against the skin before he pinched her cheek, adding a wink for good measure. The young girl blushed heavily and moved quickly to stand next to Heero and Relena. After this Duo stood back up and wrapped his arms around both Hilde and Dorothy's shoulders. Turning his head he managed to peck both the girls on the cheek with a friendliness that only Duo Maxwell could get away with. As both the women turned to move away from him he mock- pouted. "Hey.. I haven't got a kiss yet!" To this Hilde turned and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Merry Christmas Duo.."
Mere moments later, the boy who called himself the God of Death was shaking wrapped parcels below the seasonally decorated tree. "Hmm.. wonder what this is?" he said, eyeing up the package with an excited gleam in his eye. "Put those down Duo, you'll open your presents tomorrow like everyone else." Quatre stated firmly before a loud whine cut through the air. "But Q!" he began to protest before he was cut off "No arguments Duo." The boy clad in black whimpered a little before he went back to causing chaos around the room.
A short while progressed before Sally moved to Wufei's side, squeezing his shoulder softly before she went to mingle with the other patrons of the party. The Chinese boy still had his first non-alcoholic drink next to him, from four hours ago, when the party had really started, but he really didn't feel like drinking, or socialising, or staying at this party. The window had got boring a good three and a half hours ago and yet he still found it difficult to remove his eyes from the darkness outside. A soft cheer resonated around the room as Sally bowed to Noin before pulling her platinum haired partner under the mistletoe for a quick kiss, returning him shocked, but otherwise in the same state as when she had borrowed him.
The Chinese boy hoped beyond hope that nobody was keeping track of who had and hadn't been kissed. But as always, the simple wishes were never granted. "So.. that just leaves Wufei!" a German accent sounded over the room. Great. No, simple wishes were never granted. It was getting dangerously close to three a.m. and Wufei wanted to slip up to the room he was to occupy silently. He slowly got up and moved toward the door, but since he had stayed still all night, his movements were easily detected by all of the room's residents. "Okay! Someone kiss Wufei, then we can all go to bed. Early to rise tomorrow morning and all." Ebony locks softly fell to partially cover onyx eyes as the words stopped him in his tracks. "Perhaps we should let Wufei pass.." Sally's voice sounded out. "No.. everyone must get a kiss before we go to bed! It's the rule.."
A soft grunt was heard, probably from Yuy's mouth. "Then you kiss him Duo, I'm going to bed.." he declared before softly guiding Relena from her chair and toward the door. "No! Heero! You can't leave until someone kisses Wufei!" Duo was by now infront of the door, and he had seemed to totally ignore Heero's last comment, much to Wufei's disappointment. He had been watching the former pilot of deathscythe hell all night in the room's reflection. Another grunt escaped Heero's lips, and no doubt a glare was pointed toward the American Pilot.
They all stood in a humiliating silence, as no one moved. Wufei could only stand seconds of this before he started to move toward the kitchen door, since Duo hadn't moved from the one that led directly out to the hall. "Wu! Wait!" he ignored the call of the hyperactive pilot and pushed open the door. He had got half way through his escape from one of the most embarrassing and humiliating experiences of his life when someone caught his arm. Onyx eyes flared in anger as he turned, ready to pull his arm free from whoever had it in their grip. Before he had the chance though, lips were placed against his own, if only for a short moment before they pulled away, revealing the face of Duo Maxwell.
Wufei blinked once and Duo bolted for cover beside Quatre and Trowa. "Sorry Wu! Butyoucouldn'tleavewithoutSOMEONEkissingyouandsincenooneelsemadeamoveIguesse dI'dhaveto!" the braided pilot quickly spilled out his explanation. A furrowed brow and a slight "Hn" later, and Wufei was gone, the door left swinging in his wake. It had only took a few moments for Wufei to be behind his closed door. He strolled into his room, picking up a hair tie as he passed the wooden dresser. He lifted his hands behind his head and quickly tied his silk-like hair in its tight embrace. He shrugged off his tunic, folding it quickly and placing it at the bottom of his bed, before he placed himself onto the soft mattress. He removed his shoes, placing them neatly at the foot of the bed, followed by his ilk trousers before he clambered into the cold bed, wrapping the material around him. Humiliating thoughts of the night's events and of a certain Shinigami clouded his brain before he fell into a soft sleep.
Duo Maxwell was staring at the ceiling in his single bed, Hilde being positioned in a bed a short distance away, but in more than a deep sleep. He couldn't stop thinking of the short kiss that he and the solitary dragon had 'shared'. He deeply regretted it, he had always hoped that their first kiss would be more of a romantic one, but as it turned out, the simplest of wishes were never granted. Yes, okay, he was gay, well bisexual, but more interested in the Chinese boy than he was in either of the two girls he had kissed, with them it was more flirty friendliness, something that everyone knew shouldn't be taken too seriously. But with 'Fei, it was meant to be so much more, but he had wasted their first kiss like that.
He couldn't just let the boy leave without a kiss, everyone else had got one, and he knew how humiliating it would've been for the young Asian preventer. Duo remembered a time when people wouldn't even hug him, because of the way he smelt, not even a quick, friendly hug, and it had reduced him to tears back then. Seeing the same kind of situation being played out that night almost had him crying again, and Wufei smelt divine, true lives were at risk, but that boy needed a kiss, there was no reason for him not getting one.
Six thirty had barely passed before Duo was awake and out of bed, knocking on each door full of Christmas cheer. Of course he had got curses and grunts as answers but he didn't care as he bounded down the stairs, almost running into one of Quatre's many helpers. "Uh.. Can we get um.." he started to count out on his hands; Heero, himself, Trowa, Quatre, Wufei, Noin, Zechs, Sally, Marimeia, Dorothy, Relena and Hilde. Twelve, yeah twelve. "Twelve.. hot chocolates please? With marshmallows in?" he grinned widely as the man infront of him gave a slight nod before beginning to walk away. "Thank you and Merry Christmas!" the braided boy shouted after him.
The excited boy stopped short as he came into the living room. Wufei, Quatre, Trowa and Sally were already down there. Wufei, of course was already fully dressed, Trowa, like Duo was just wearing boxers while his arms were wrapped around Quatre, who was wrapped in a robe. The only woman of the group was also dressed in her robe. All but Wufei greeted him as he complained. "Damn.. I'm not the first up.." he visibly pouted before looking over to the tree. No presents were opened yet. "Let me get this straight.. you guys got up early.. and yet.. you haven't opened your presents?"
"We thought it might be polite to wait for everyone until we started unwrapping gifts.." Quatre answered. The braided one got the idea and slumped into the chair that Relena had occupied the night before.
An hour later most gifts had been opened (AN - I'm not going to go into what everyone got from everyone, I'll just mention a few). Though Wufei didn't get the idea of this whole holiday, he had bowed in gratitude when he had received a small, yet expensive, calligraphy set from Sally. She had explained that she didn't know what to get someone who was so efficient and organised. In return he had offered her a plane ticket to China, so she could see her home town once more, he had received a tight hug for that.
Duo, hugged Hilde as he looked at his new jacket. "Thanks babe" he said quietly, knowing that she'd take it in the plutonic sense. The jacket was, of course, black, as was the beret that he had got her as a gift. He knew it was a pretty pathetic present, but he didn't really have that much money, and the small hat like thing had gotten a heart felt thanks off the girl anyway. He glanced up at Trowa and Quatre, guessing they had exchanged gifts before they came down, much like Relena and Heero and Noin and Milliardo. Each of the gifts he had given to the pilots had taken him forever to think of, after all he risked his life with these guys. He still had Wufei's present in his pile though.
Lifting the small package he walked toward Wufei, stopping and placing that smile on his face before thrusting the small package in front of him. "Merry Christmas Wufei." He felt a gift being pressed into his hands as well. "Same to you Maxwell.." the soft reply came. Duo half expected Wufei to get him some thing like, he didn't know, a how to be quiet book or something, the Chinese boy had a habit of bringing up their near death experience up at every opportunity. He pulled the paper off, with at least some delicacy, the paper revealed soft black material. By pure guess alone he had guessed it to be silk. Lifting the garment in front of him, he realised that it was sleepwear, pajamas to be more exact. Black silk pajamas, with a scythe embroidered into the left breast. "Wow.." Duo mumbled. "Thank you 'Fei!" he said loudly, tempted to hug the boy, but knowing that it wouldn't get them anywhere. He looked up as Wufei shook his head. "You complained a lot about not having anything to sleep in.." he stated matter of factly. "That doesn't mean you go and get me something like this!" Duo said, still disbelieving the present in front of him, which was in no doubt very expensive. "It was nothing.." Wufei mumbled.
Wufei looked to the still wrapped present in his hands, he wasn't about to mention to Duo that it was he that embroidered that scythe into the material. He had picked up a bit of how to sew so he could repair his clothes, but he couldn't find a professional embroider who would sew in such an icon of death, so he decided he must do it himself. He carefully pulled back the paper of the present that Duo had given him. The cover of a book was shown, a decorative dragon adorned its length. 'Beautiful Strength' was written in Kanji down the side of the cover. The whole book was printed in Chinese. Onyx eyes blinked and he could hear a panicked Duo, doing what he does best, babble. "I'm sorry I couldn't understand what the writing meant, but I saw the dragon, and you once said that you liked to read, but if you already have it, or you don't like it, I guess I can take it back, it shouldn't be a -"
"No Duo, thank you.. it's a very thoughtful gift, I will start reading it tonight.." Duo was still staring at him though. "Duo?" Wufei looked up and then nodded slightly. "You called me Duo.." he said, being caught in that dark gaze.
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Owari.. yes.. Owari.. I think it's kinda sweet.. so we have. 1+R, 3+4, 6+N, S+6, 2+H, 2+D, 2+5. I may continue this fic and elaborate on the 2+5. Give me some feedback on this please. I'm quite proud of how it's taken shape.
Warnings - Shounen Ai, het, language, AC197 fluff, oocness, but I doubt it'll be that much, just read and see for the pairings ne?
Disclaimers - I don't own Gundam Wing, not that hard a concept to grasp. This piece of "writing" is for fun.
Simple Wishes are Never Granted
Avenged Suffering
It was Christmas Eve and Quatre's Arabian retreat was bustling with life. Christmas spirit was high, despite the lack of snow or the fact that a good proportion of the guests that filled the spacious rooms didn't celebrate Christmas as a religious holiday. A large group with ages that ranged from early teens to early twenties was gathered in the lavishly decorated living room. Relena Peacecraft, sat in one of the large comfortable chairs, Heero Yuy standing protectively behind her, one hand running down to softly stroke golden blonde hair. It was a subtle gesture, but it was enough to be noticed by everyone in the room.
A large tree took up an entire corner of the room, the door between the living room and the kitchen being occupied by one Duo Maxwell, with the young Marimeia Khushrenada upon his shoulders, trying to hang mistletoe from the opening. Hilde and Dorothy alike were watching this scene close by, laughing and giggling in time to the young god of death as he stumbled between the two rooms. Quatre Raberba Winner on the other hand was wrapped in strong arms, while lying on a small sofa infront of a large hearth. Though geographically, where they were it could be unnaturally warm, the sun had set hours ago, and even the hottest places on earth became cold at night.
Trowa Barton's arms tightened slightly around the young blonde in his embrace. The soft dancing flames infront of him entranced emerald eyes for a short while before he glanced up to Lucrezia Noin, in an intimate embrace with Milliardo Peacecraft. Chang Wufei, sat on the window seat, his onyx eyes wandering over the scenery behind the glass shield. Sally Po was standing somewhere to his right, watching him in equal silence. The two seemed oddly detached from all the laughter in the room.
This was the first peaceful Christmas any of them had enjoyed in a long while. The first Christmas full stop for some of them, especially both the Asian pilots. Wufei had only come to this party because Quatre was very insistent when he had called to formally invite him back in September, giving the Chinese pilot plenty of time to arrange time off so that he, "didn't have any work related excuses" as the blonde had put it. Lady Une would've been part of the scene, but it had been agreed that at least one of them had to stay at the Preventers H.Q. to help incase something did go wrong, and no matter how much Wufei had 'volunteered' he was severely outnumbered by the women he worked with.
Peaceful Christmas? Forgot, no such thing with the braided god around. A loud shout of panic, well two, one from Duo, the other from the girl previously on his shoulders echoed around the room. The shouts were quickly followed by an equally loud thud, and everyone's eyes shot to the doorway. A soft sigh of relief was uttered throughout the room, as they realised that Duo had maneuvered to make sure the young girl had landed on him as he landed on the carpeted floor of the living room. Both were up quickly though and Duo moved to Heero's side, while Marimeia grabbed hold of Relena's hand.
Several embarrassed giggles and death threats later. The once perfect soldier, and the former queen of the earth were positioned under the small plant in the doorway. All eyes were upon them, they shared a somewhat chaste kiss before sitting down. Duo, and the rest of them, knowing that Heero wasn't really big on showing so much affection in public, applauded the young couple as they sat back down. As soon as they had done the God of Death and his new apprentice, scanned the room for their next couple under the mistletoe. Within seconds Noin and the old lightning count were pushed beneath the seasonal shrub. A romantic kiss shared before they both walked back to their places, in eachothers arms.
As soon as violet eyes settled on the pair of young men on the small sofa, the tall Latino boy got up from his comfortable position, dragging his blue eyed lover to the doorway, he would gladly take any opportunity to kiss those sweet lips. The taller boy leant down and took the still startled Quatre into a soft yet passionate kiss, one hand softly caressing his cheek, while his other arm wrapped possessively around the boy's waist. Quatre reached up after the initial shock wore off and placed his arms around his lover's smooth and appealing neck. A long time passed between them before they broke for air, Trowa placing his forehead against Quatre's paler skin. "Showoffs!" Duo shouted, quickly followed by more applauding and a wolf whistle from Hilde's direction. The shorter boy chuckled quietly as a blush coloured his cheeks, before he quickly dragged his lover back to their position in front of the fire.
"Everybody's got to have a kiss!" Duo chimed. "For good luck. Sally, Wufei, you're up." He exclaimed while approaching the two quietest members of the party. "Duo.. I'd rather if we didn't.." Sally said before Duo had the chance to drag either of them away from their positions. "But.. Good Luck!" Duo argued. "Maybe later.. okay?" the woman replied with a soft voice. Duo nodded silently and turned back to the rest of the party, smile wide. "Come on then you guys, let's get this party started!" He grabbed the young Marimeia's hand, and ushered Dorothy and Hilde into the doorway. A distressed noise was heard coming from both the elder women before Duo's soft chuckle joined them.
To start he bent down lightly, lifting Marimeia's hand to his lips. "For the young lady." He said, bowing his head and lightly pressing his lips against the skin before he pinched her cheek, adding a wink for good measure. The young girl blushed heavily and moved quickly to stand next to Heero and Relena. After this Duo stood back up and wrapped his arms around both Hilde and Dorothy's shoulders. Turning his head he managed to peck both the girls on the cheek with a friendliness that only Duo Maxwell could get away with. As both the women turned to move away from him he mock- pouted. "Hey.. I haven't got a kiss yet!" To this Hilde turned and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Merry Christmas Duo.."
Mere moments later, the boy who called himself the God of Death was shaking wrapped parcels below the seasonally decorated tree. "Hmm.. wonder what this is?" he said, eyeing up the package with an excited gleam in his eye. "Put those down Duo, you'll open your presents tomorrow like everyone else." Quatre stated firmly before a loud whine cut through the air. "But Q!" he began to protest before he was cut off "No arguments Duo." The boy clad in black whimpered a little before he went back to causing chaos around the room.
A short while progressed before Sally moved to Wufei's side, squeezing his shoulder softly before she went to mingle with the other patrons of the party. The Chinese boy still had his first non-alcoholic drink next to him, from four hours ago, when the party had really started, but he really didn't feel like drinking, or socialising, or staying at this party. The window had got boring a good three and a half hours ago and yet he still found it difficult to remove his eyes from the darkness outside. A soft cheer resonated around the room as Sally bowed to Noin before pulling her platinum haired partner under the mistletoe for a quick kiss, returning him shocked, but otherwise in the same state as when she had borrowed him.
The Chinese boy hoped beyond hope that nobody was keeping track of who had and hadn't been kissed. But as always, the simple wishes were never granted. "So.. that just leaves Wufei!" a German accent sounded over the room. Great. No, simple wishes were never granted. It was getting dangerously close to three a.m. and Wufei wanted to slip up to the room he was to occupy silently. He slowly got up and moved toward the door, but since he had stayed still all night, his movements were easily detected by all of the room's residents. "Okay! Someone kiss Wufei, then we can all go to bed. Early to rise tomorrow morning and all." Ebony locks softly fell to partially cover onyx eyes as the words stopped him in his tracks. "Perhaps we should let Wufei pass.." Sally's voice sounded out. "No.. everyone must get a kiss before we go to bed! It's the rule.."
A soft grunt was heard, probably from Yuy's mouth. "Then you kiss him Duo, I'm going to bed.." he declared before softly guiding Relena from her chair and toward the door. "No! Heero! You can't leave until someone kisses Wufei!" Duo was by now infront of the door, and he had seemed to totally ignore Heero's last comment, much to Wufei's disappointment. He had been watching the former pilot of deathscythe hell all night in the room's reflection. Another grunt escaped Heero's lips, and no doubt a glare was pointed toward the American Pilot.
They all stood in a humiliating silence, as no one moved. Wufei could only stand seconds of this before he started to move toward the kitchen door, since Duo hadn't moved from the one that led directly out to the hall. "Wu! Wait!" he ignored the call of the hyperactive pilot and pushed open the door. He had got half way through his escape from one of the most embarrassing and humiliating experiences of his life when someone caught his arm. Onyx eyes flared in anger as he turned, ready to pull his arm free from whoever had it in their grip. Before he had the chance though, lips were placed against his own, if only for a short moment before they pulled away, revealing the face of Duo Maxwell.
Wufei blinked once and Duo bolted for cover beside Quatre and Trowa. "Sorry Wu! Butyoucouldn'tleavewithoutSOMEONEkissingyouandsincenooneelsemadeamoveIguesse dI'dhaveto!" the braided pilot quickly spilled out his explanation. A furrowed brow and a slight "Hn" later, and Wufei was gone, the door left swinging in his wake. It had only took a few moments for Wufei to be behind his closed door. He strolled into his room, picking up a hair tie as he passed the wooden dresser. He lifted his hands behind his head and quickly tied his silk-like hair in its tight embrace. He shrugged off his tunic, folding it quickly and placing it at the bottom of his bed, before he placed himself onto the soft mattress. He removed his shoes, placing them neatly at the foot of the bed, followed by his ilk trousers before he clambered into the cold bed, wrapping the material around him. Humiliating thoughts of the night's events and of a certain Shinigami clouded his brain before he fell into a soft sleep.
Duo Maxwell was staring at the ceiling in his single bed, Hilde being positioned in a bed a short distance away, but in more than a deep sleep. He couldn't stop thinking of the short kiss that he and the solitary dragon had 'shared'. He deeply regretted it, he had always hoped that their first kiss would be more of a romantic one, but as it turned out, the simplest of wishes were never granted. Yes, okay, he was gay, well bisexual, but more interested in the Chinese boy than he was in either of the two girls he had kissed, with them it was more flirty friendliness, something that everyone knew shouldn't be taken too seriously. But with 'Fei, it was meant to be so much more, but he had wasted their first kiss like that.
He couldn't just let the boy leave without a kiss, everyone else had got one, and he knew how humiliating it would've been for the young Asian preventer. Duo remembered a time when people wouldn't even hug him, because of the way he smelt, not even a quick, friendly hug, and it had reduced him to tears back then. Seeing the same kind of situation being played out that night almost had him crying again, and Wufei smelt divine, true lives were at risk, but that boy needed a kiss, there was no reason for him not getting one.
Six thirty had barely passed before Duo was awake and out of bed, knocking on each door full of Christmas cheer. Of course he had got curses and grunts as answers but he didn't care as he bounded down the stairs, almost running into one of Quatre's many helpers. "Uh.. Can we get um.." he started to count out on his hands; Heero, himself, Trowa, Quatre, Wufei, Noin, Zechs, Sally, Marimeia, Dorothy, Relena and Hilde. Twelve, yeah twelve. "Twelve.. hot chocolates please? With marshmallows in?" he grinned widely as the man infront of him gave a slight nod before beginning to walk away. "Thank you and Merry Christmas!" the braided boy shouted after him.
The excited boy stopped short as he came into the living room. Wufei, Quatre, Trowa and Sally were already down there. Wufei, of course was already fully dressed, Trowa, like Duo was just wearing boxers while his arms were wrapped around Quatre, who was wrapped in a robe. The only woman of the group was also dressed in her robe. All but Wufei greeted him as he complained. "Damn.. I'm not the first up.." he visibly pouted before looking over to the tree. No presents were opened yet. "Let me get this straight.. you guys got up early.. and yet.. you haven't opened your presents?"
"We thought it might be polite to wait for everyone until we started unwrapping gifts.." Quatre answered. The braided one got the idea and slumped into the chair that Relena had occupied the night before.
An hour later most gifts had been opened (AN - I'm not going to go into what everyone got from everyone, I'll just mention a few). Though Wufei didn't get the idea of this whole holiday, he had bowed in gratitude when he had received a small, yet expensive, calligraphy set from Sally. She had explained that she didn't know what to get someone who was so efficient and organised. In return he had offered her a plane ticket to China, so she could see her home town once more, he had received a tight hug for that.
Duo, hugged Hilde as he looked at his new jacket. "Thanks babe" he said quietly, knowing that she'd take it in the plutonic sense. The jacket was, of course, black, as was the beret that he had got her as a gift. He knew it was a pretty pathetic present, but he didn't really have that much money, and the small hat like thing had gotten a heart felt thanks off the girl anyway. He glanced up at Trowa and Quatre, guessing they had exchanged gifts before they came down, much like Relena and Heero and Noin and Milliardo. Each of the gifts he had given to the pilots had taken him forever to think of, after all he risked his life with these guys. He still had Wufei's present in his pile though.
Lifting the small package he walked toward Wufei, stopping and placing that smile on his face before thrusting the small package in front of him. "Merry Christmas Wufei." He felt a gift being pressed into his hands as well. "Same to you Maxwell.." the soft reply came. Duo half expected Wufei to get him some thing like, he didn't know, a how to be quiet book or something, the Chinese boy had a habit of bringing up their near death experience up at every opportunity. He pulled the paper off, with at least some delicacy, the paper revealed soft black material. By pure guess alone he had guessed it to be silk. Lifting the garment in front of him, he realised that it was sleepwear, pajamas to be more exact. Black silk pajamas, with a scythe embroidered into the left breast. "Wow.." Duo mumbled. "Thank you 'Fei!" he said loudly, tempted to hug the boy, but knowing that it wouldn't get them anywhere. He looked up as Wufei shook his head. "You complained a lot about not having anything to sleep in.." he stated matter of factly. "That doesn't mean you go and get me something like this!" Duo said, still disbelieving the present in front of him, which was in no doubt very expensive. "It was nothing.." Wufei mumbled.
Wufei looked to the still wrapped present in his hands, he wasn't about to mention to Duo that it was he that embroidered that scythe into the material. He had picked up a bit of how to sew so he could repair his clothes, but he couldn't find a professional embroider who would sew in such an icon of death, so he decided he must do it himself. He carefully pulled back the paper of the present that Duo had given him. The cover of a book was shown, a decorative dragon adorned its length. 'Beautiful Strength' was written in Kanji down the side of the cover. The whole book was printed in Chinese. Onyx eyes blinked and he could hear a panicked Duo, doing what he does best, babble. "I'm sorry I couldn't understand what the writing meant, but I saw the dragon, and you once said that you liked to read, but if you already have it, or you don't like it, I guess I can take it back, it shouldn't be a -"
"No Duo, thank you.. it's a very thoughtful gift, I will start reading it tonight.." Duo was still staring at him though. "Duo?" Wufei looked up and then nodded slightly. "You called me Duo.." he said, being caught in that dark gaze.
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Owari.. yes.. Owari.. I think it's kinda sweet.. so we have. 1+R, 3+4, 6+N, S+6, 2+H, 2+D, 2+5. I may continue this fic and elaborate on the 2+5. Give me some feedback on this please. I'm quite proud of how it's taken shape.