Duo's "Little" Mistake

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Thank yous: Thank you to Glitch, Mitchell, and the Arrilia girl. (You know who you are.)

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Duo watched as Heero turned away from Relena yet again. The look of hurt in the girl's face, prompted anger in the braided boy, but he knew that Heero had no clue that he loved Relena. Heero and Relena belong together, but they are each so wrapped up in their own work that they'll never get together. If they got married without knowing it though, they'd be inseparable. Duo turned and walked back towards his office. That's IT! I'll marry them myself! He ran into his office searching for his bible that held the marriage speeches.


Priest:
Do you (name), take (name) to be your lawfully wedded wife?
To have and to hold from this day forward, for richer, for poorer;
In sickness and in health, till death do you part?
(or comparable substitute)

Bride/Groom:
I do. (or comparable substitute)

Yes! I love comparable substitutes! He rummaged through his desk to pull out one of the marriage licenses/certificates. Hmmm, the pastor/priest/justice of the peace, the bride and groom, and three or four witnesses. He looked up concentrating on who could, and would help him. Noin could definitely help, as could Dorothy and Hilde. He got up to go and discuss his plan with them.

===Three Hours Later - the beginning of the ceremony==================================================

The three witnesses and Duo stood in a small, secure room, inside preventer headquarters. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered hear today, to join Heero Yuy and Relena Darlian-Peacecraft in holy matrimony." Duo stopped and looked around at the group. "Now that the formalities are over, the next thing is to get Zechs to give her away to Heero." They all nodded.

In the silence that followed as they all thought on all the plans that could be worked, Noin's Vid-link went off. "Noin here," she said as she turned it on, careful not to let the person on the other end see the rag tag group of miss-fits.

"Yes," said the preventer on the other end of the link, we need your help here, and now. We are at …" He rattled off the coordinates as Noin logged them into her link.

"Alright, I'll be there ASAP," Noin said, and turned of the link. She moved to the door, "The three of you are on your own for this one. I'll be back tomorrow, I don't know when. Remember, don't let Zech's get word of this." Then she was out the door and gone.

Just then Duo popped up with, "I've got the perfect plan to rope Zech's in. Dorothy go to the kitchen and get the biggest frying pan you can. Hilde, fabricate a mission for him to be on for the next few days." He grinned at the other two. "I'll get Zech's to the kitchen!"

===Fifteen Minutes Later - Who gives the bride away?===================================================

Duo sauntered up to Zechs, "Hey Preventer Wind, you're Relena's only living relative right?" Duo looked very closely at Zechs to make sure he wasn't catching on to the groups scheme.

"Of course, Maxwell," Zechs said Duo always asks the most obvious questions. "Our parents are dead, as are her adoptive parents."

"Good," said Duo. "Good." He turned away a moment, before turning back, "I've got something to show you. I left it in the kitchen while I was getting a snack, why don't you come see it?"

"What is it?" Zechs asked

"Just some note about the writer being part of Relena's family," Duo let his voice trail off invitingly. "Of course, there are also the usual threatening notes, and letter bombs, a few flames, and some other junk." Zechs was already on his way down the hall to the kitchen. "Hey Zechs! Wait for me!"

When they arrived at the kitchen, Zechs was the first through the door. As Dorothy saw the light blond hair pass the crack she brought the frying pan down on his head, careful not to kill him, but hard enough to get to get him to pass out for a little bit. "That was for not letting me be a preventer from the beginning."

Hilde came in the back way. It took all three of them to pick up Zechs and move him to a small unused storage shed. They agreed that they'd change feeding times, and they'd keep him there until they could make him forget what happened. Hilde had already put in for an order of the stuff. It would only take three or four days.

"Who gives the bride away?" Duo asked. At that moment, a gagged Zechs moaned. "What wonderfully timing Wind!" Then they left him there to figure out what was going on by himself.

===That night - For richer, for poorer=============================================================

Hilde sat at her computer, the bank records on her screen. She slowly transferred the money from Relena's account to Heero's and some went into one of Hilde's accounts. She stood quietly, smiling at her own handy work.

Dorothy had already taken care of the "reasons" for the money. Relena's had been misplaced and they would get it back as soon as possible. Heero, well he had suddenly won the lottery. The group would let the reactions of the two say "I do," or "I don't."

Hilde moved to the bed, in which Duo was already asleep. "Duo, love," She kissed him lightly, "I'm coming to bed now."

===The next morning - For Richer, for poorer========================================================

Relena went to the ATM quietly, expecting to pull out about one hundred dollars for the next week. She let her servants buy the groceries, but she liked to have a bit of extra cash on her, just incase. She put in her card, and punched her code in. When she asked for one hundred dollars the words came up on the screen, "Funds frozen, Cause: Insufficient Funds." She looked startled for a moment. She retrieved her card from the machine and took herself and Trowa, who was on guard duty at the moment, inside the building.

"Miss Darlian," said the bank teller somewhat in awe. "It's an honor to meet you, what can I do for you?"

"Miss," Relena searched for the woman's nametag, which was almost lost between the necklaces, and the breasts that the woman had. "Miss Jeanine, My funds seem to be frozen, for lack of sufficient funds." She paused. "At least that's what it said outside."

"May I see your bank card Miss Darlian?" Said Jeanine. After Relena handed it to Jeanine, the teller searched the data banks. "It's been misplaced, I'll have to speak with my manager about this." The buxom woman turned and shuffled into the bank manager's office. "Sir, Miss Darlian is here. She says that her money has disappeared, and the computers confirm it."

Mr. Klasky, the bank manager stood, and hurried out to see the slightly annoyed diplomat. "My dear woman, I know that you may be a little mad at us, but I assure you, we will do everything in our power to find out where your money has gone, and who did this, or was responsible for this."

Relena calmed considerably at this. "Of course," Well, until then I'll have to make do right?" She smiled generously at the two scared bank workers. There goes my chocolate for the next week. I wonder if any of the boys would be kind enough to help me out. She turned, signaling Trowa to follow her, and walked out of the bank, already looking at the list of the days appointments.

===Same time, Back at Preventer's headquarters - For Richer, for poorer=======================================

Heero checked his bank funds to see what he had left from rewiring the security system on Relena. He wanted to know if he could afford to get her a hair piece that would allow for all three requirements (a tracking device, a listening piece, and a video camera).

When he saw the amount of money, his eyes widened slightly. There must be some mistake, Preventer's don't get paid that much! He looked for when and where the transfer had come from, but could find nothing.

===Some time later, While on Heero's Watch Duty - For Richer, for poorer======================================

Relena was slumped in her seat in the limo, no chocolate kick in the morning really made a difference on her day. She didn't like to tell the servant's what to get, because she never knew what she was going to feel like. That hundred dollars usually bought her snacks and water everyday, along with a few meals that needed to be eaten in the limo.

Heero saw her fall asleep, and reached over to shake her awake, "Relena, stay awake, you need to review your speech for the Asian and Oriental diplomats." She moaned and started into the speech quietly, not stumbling once.

When she had finished she said to Heero, "Is there any chocolate in the fridge there? I need the kick to keep me going." Heero leaned down to look. He had seen her pop Hershey's (AN: I don't own it!) into her mouth, along with other candy bars, usually once or twice a day, more if she was really stressed.

"No," he said looking up. She grimaced slightly, and he had the driver pull up to a gas station where he ran in and used some of his own pocket money to get a handful of candy bars and a couple bottles of water. He didn't know why she hadn't bought them for herself this time, but he would help her in any way that he could. After all, now he was almost as rich as she was.

He came back to the car and handed her the chocolate which quickly disappeared. Of the water, he handed her one bottle, and stored the rest in the fridge. Relena looked at Heero. "Why would you do something like this for me? I know that the preventers don't get paid that much," she said quietly, licking her fingers before wiping them off.

"I did it because, I - we, don't need the Vice Foreign Minister Darlian falling ill from lack of her addictions," Heero said quietly. I wonder what the "I" was there for, what would I have said had I let that continue? "Besides," he continued. "I've recently had quite a big influx in money."

Relena looked at him startled. "Really? From where?"

Heero hesitated a second before answering truthfully, "I don't know."

The woman settled back into her seat and said, "Well, don't let it get around. People well tend to flock around you then. I can't see the great Heero Yuy being bothered by such a thing." She smiled slightly. "Just come to me, I've got lots of experience at chasing off unwanted gold diggers."

===Same time and car - For richer, for poorer========================================================

Duo had been recording the entire thing from the driver's seat. Yes, he thought, they will look out for each other no matter what! He turned off the tape recorder, and raised the cell phone to his ear. "Dial," he whispered into it. "Hilde S."

"Hello? Hilde speaking." Said a voice after one ring on the other end.

"Hey babe!" Duo said quietly into the phone. "Switch it back. Operation: For Richer, For Poorer, is finished. Operation: Complete." He switched off the phone as he heard her laugh.

===2 days later - In sickness and In Health==========================================================

"Hey He-man!" Duo said to Heero when Heero entered the office. "What's up?" Heero, being his typical self, didn't respond. "You know we get our flu shots today right Heero?" Duo continued undaunted. "In fact, we ought to head over there. You go on duty in a half an hour." Duo began pulling the silent man towards the infirmary.

A few minutes later, when they both entered the infirmary. Duo saw the nurse that had been informed of what was going on. She knew who to get into her room to poke with her needles. "Gentlemen," she said walking over. "Right this way please." She turned expecting them to follow.

Heero watched as Duo took the shoot happily. This is a switch, usually it takes Wufei, Trowa, and myself to get him in here for regular shots. I wonder what's going on. He sat down next, and watched as the nurse reached for another small vial, she had used the last of the other one on Duo. He sat quietly through the injection. It was just a typical flu shot.

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Wasn't it? Alright guys, I know I made this short, but I need to know what you think of it! I want to know if I should continue it. This is designed to be slightly, hopefully not completely predictable. Well, should I continue or not? Please review to tell me if I should.