Chapter 25

Heero, Trowa and Zechs sat in the study brainstorming. They had to think of a suitable apology for their abused ukes.

"Well Valentines is coming how about a gift?" Trowa suggested.

"Doubt that'll make up for our roughness." Zechs said shooting down the plan.

"Maybe we can hire strippers for them, maybe a day to the spa, or something?" Trowa suggested.

"They're not women, though maybe Quatre and Duo would like it, Wu-fei won't." Zechs said blitzkreiging down the plan.

"Well, how about us dipped in chocolate?" Trowa said. "Chocolate boyfriends are really popular I hear." Trowa said.

"I am not gonna get my hair ruined by chocolate." Zechs said nuking the idea.

"Well you think of something. I haven't heard you or perfection boy spitting out plans."

Zechs glared at Trowa then glanced at Heero. He was looking at something on his computer and typing endlessly.

A silence leveled over the study broken only by the clack clack of Heero on his laptop.

After ten minutes Zechs blew a gasket. "WOULD YOU STOP TYPING FOR ONE GODDAMNED MINUTE? I SWEAR I'M GOING TO GO INSANE."

Heero looked at the elder who loomed over him. "I got an idea." A rare mischievous smile fluttered across Heero's lips that screamed 'Your not gonna like this but you don't have a choice.'


February fourteenth was alive with lovers and couples patrolling the streets around the small town.

Quatre, Wu-fei, and Duo sat in a cozy theater watching the latest Pixar movie. They had already watched a war film, followed smoothly by an animal film which they were literally dragged kicking and screaming to by Aarin, Falcon and Allen, after sometime getting manicures and pedicures with Sally, Noin, Hilde, Une, Relena, and, surprisingly, Dorothy.

After Wall-E ended the three were eager to just get home.

"It wasn't that bad." Allen pouted.

"No it wasn't but still, it could've be a little more realistic. I mean come on, outer space is nothing like that." Duo gloated. "Earthlings. Jeez, they should spend some time on Mars. It's not as bad as it was depicted, and those colonies, pfft, please our colonies do not look like that."

The other two pilots nodded in agreement.

"What's it like living in colonies?" Allen asked.

A wistful look came across their faces. "It's peaceful. Everything you could find on earth was there except the sun and moon. There were no wars in the colonies. Everything was serene." Quatre said.

"I had a gang up there. We got into all sorts of trouble." Duo snickered. "Me and my gang had it easy and we loved terrorizing L2. Ah good times."

"I lived on a Chinese colony so it was enjoyable just be with my culture." Wu-fei said. "Besides the air was a lot better then down here."

They hustled into the cars and drove back to the country manor.

Quatre, Duo, and Wu-fei wanted nothing more then to go to bed but the others steered then to the large dining room. The table had been moved to the back of the room and a gigantic heart cake sat in the middle of the floor.

The boys sat down while Aarin turned on the Cd player and backed quietly out.

The sound of drums beatings top a steady continuous tempo signaled the bursting of the top of the cake.

Out climbed the semes in leather thongs, leather boots, and leather bondage collars with diamond studs. Other then Heero the seme's were blushing furiously.

As the chorus hit they swayed and sauntered in perfect choreography towards the stunned ukes with Heero front and center.

"Sweat baby sweat baby Sex is a Texas drought

Me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about."

The boys pivoted and enticingly sat on the ukes laps.

"So put your hands down my pants."

They grabbed their respective lovers hands and slipped into the front of their thongs.

"And I'll bet you'll feel nuts.

Yes I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert And your getting thumbs up."

They rose fluidly from the laps turning.

"You've hand enough of two hand touch. You want it rough your outta bounds."

They bent at the waist hands on their lovers thighs.

"I want you smothered Want you covered"

They ghosted their lips over their lovers neck.

"Like my Waffle house hash browns

ComingquickerthenFedex"

The rose back raising their arms high above her head.

"Never reach an apex Just like Coca-Cola stock you are inclined

To make me rise an hour early just like Daylights Saving Time"

They thrust her hips in time to the beat.

"Do It now

You and me baby

Ain't nothin' but mammals

So lets

Do like they do on the discovery channel

Do it again now."

They turn to the left grabbed the hips in front of them and thrust against them.

"You and me baby

Ain't nothin' but mammals

So lets

Do like they do on the discovery channel

getting horny now."

They did a one eighty and repeated the process.

As the beat went on they swayed provocatively in front of their audience. Allen and Falcon were enraptured by the sleekness of the dance the reapers were participating in, while the pilots were just shocked.

"Love

The kind you clean up with a mop and bucket"

The dancers trailed a hand from the hollows of their throat to the waist band of their thongs.

"With the lost catacombs of Egypt only God knows where we stuck it"

Their hands continued past the waistband and then between.

"Hieroglyphic, Let me be Pacific I want to be down in your south sea"

The kneeled infront of their lovers, spread their legs and got their bodies between them.

"But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean means small craft advisory"

They stood up and unhooked the their thongs flinging them off revealing another set decorated with ships.

"So if I capsize on your thigh high tide, B-5 you sunk my battle ship."

They shook their hips and high fived each other.

"Please turn me on I'm Mr. Coffee with an automatic drip"

They rolled their bodies from stomach to hip causing an interesting effect.

"So show me yours."

Trowa and Zechs who were on either side of Heero ripped off their second thong revealing one with a screw driver and hammer respectively.

"I'll show you mine Tool time"

Halo, Heero, and Sickle ripped off theirs revealing thongs with monkey wrench, power drill, and socket wrench.

"Your Lovette just like Lyle

And then we'll do it doggy-style then we can both watch X-files

Do it now"

They ripped off their final thong revealing stiffened penises painted to look like aliens.

"You and me Baby

Ain't nothin but mammals"

They pulled their lovers from their chairs turning them smoothly around.

"So lets

Do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

DO it again now"

They thrust themselves against their fully clothed lovers backsides.

"You and me baby

Ain't nothin' but mammals

So lets

Do like they do on the discovery channel

Getting horny now."

They turned their lovers so that they were facing them and thrust against their front.

The song repeated the verse into a fade and with the semes turn and thrusting their lovers in time to the music.

The Seme's twirled their lovers back into their seats as they stood panting covered in a light sheen of sweat. They smiled with satisfaction at their stunned lovers, who were obviously happy with the show.

"Happy Valentines Day." The five semes chorused happily.

Allen started a slow clap that the others joined in on.

"Wow, that was interesting." Wu-fei said.

"You didn't like it." Zechs asked.

Quatre was dumbstruck caught on a certain part of the dancers anatomies, particularly Heero's.

Duo caught his stare. "Thick ain't it?" Duo whispered. "It's even thicker when he's really happy."

Quatre flushed and stood up going to Trowa. "That was amazing." He said kissing Trowa's lips.

"Perfect boys idea." Trowa said with a shrug we were just dragged into it, but it made it worth the sexy look on your face."

Zechs swooped Wu-fei up into his arms. "Damn that was fun after we got over the embarrassment."

"It was, I say we do it next year." Halo said from his position draped around Allen.

Sickle and Falcon had already vanished from the room.

"Aw, he's getting a head start no fair." Zechs pouted nuzzling Wu-fei's neck. "And here I thought we were supposed to give them their gifts at the same time."

"WELL HURRY THE FUCK UP!!" yelled Sickle from the banister across the hall. "I DON'T FUCKING HAVE ALL NIGHT!!"

The seme's swooped up their lovers and carried them to their rooms.

All the rooms had been made into a grotto of sorts with depictions from the most romantic of area's on earth, or in Trowa's case, outer space.

The boys were awestruck at the glorious gift they were being given.

Heero nuzzled the nape of Duo's neck. "So am I forgiven?" He asked as Duo gazed at the beach theme room with the setting sun on the west wall. The gentle sounds of a pulsing surf, seagulls, and wind filtered around the room.

"Yeah, your forgiven." Duo said. He cast Heero a sly grin. "Like I could stay mad after that dance."

"So you liked the dance." Heero purred.

"Yeah, Zechs looked so hot." Duo said.

Heero snorted angrily. "Any what am I chopped liver?"

Duo urned around and pressed himself close to Heero, their erections pressed together through the denim of Duo's jeans. "No." Duo crooned. "Your the sexiest man on the planet whom I'm proud to call my, Koi." They kissed, soft at first but it deepened into a harsh feasting of lips tongue and teeth.

The slam of other doors preceded their own as they fell to the bed lips locked firmly together.


The next morning found Quatre and the other ukes in the kitchen chatting animatedly about the previous night.

Aarin wandered in with a slack smile on his face. Dorothy wandered up behind him in nothing but a sleek pink teddy that accented her figure and complexion. She sat down as the group stared at her.

Aarin poured two hot cups of coffee and sat next to her placing a cup before her.

Aarin glanced at the others. "What?"

"Nothin'." They said at once, taking a sip of coffee.

"How long?" Falcon asked casually.

"A month." said Dorothy. "He's great in bed. Damn who knew what I'd been missing?"

Duo, Quatre, Wu-fei, Allen, and Falcon's hand shot up.

"Sex is a-fucking-mazing especially with broth boys." Halo said wandering in with Sickle on his heels.

"I'm not sure Heero told you yet but Lady Une is pregnant." Dorothy said wistfully causing a shower of coffee to erupt. "She's already four months."

"The old broads still fertile?" Duo asked.

"Apparently." Dorothy said. She snuggled against Aarin. "Wanna try for one?" She purred.

Aarin giggled. "Maybe in a few months." He replied with a smile.

"Now that we're on the subject," Duo said. "Who wouldn't want a mini version of the one they love to be wandering around?"

Quatre looked at Duo. "I know I would love to see a mini Trowa waddling around the mansion." Quatre said with a wistful smile.

Wu-fei snorted. "Babies are helpless, and weak, we don't know how to take care of them, and besides, in our line of work how the hell will we keep them safe, not to mention the danger of those damned scientist."

"Thats true." Duo said down hearted. "Though a mini Zechs would be adorable. We could teach them karate, Thai-chi, Akaido, Kendo, and..."

"Kenpo?" Wu-fei said. "I could have students. They wouldn't be all that helpless if I was their trainer."

"Music can be another trait that I could teach." Quatre said. "I know it like the back of my hand."

"We could teach dance." Allen and Falcon said.

"Having little reapers might be fun." Sickle said catching the idea.

"Though a mini perfect soldier might be tough to be around."

"Not with a mommy like me." Duo said.

The group laughed at their little farce and sat back with wistful smiles.

"So why can't we do it?" Came the question from the door.

They turned to see the pilot seme's, arms folded over bare chest. The flies of their pants unbuttoned and unzipped. They wandered in and served themselves cups of coffee.

"And then what?" Quatre asked. "Have someone babysit them on our missions, miss days months or even years of their lives." Quatre shook his head. "We could never juggle it, especially with the sleepless nights of caring for them."

"We could quit as Preventors and pilots." Trowa said. "Just flat out quit. In all honesty I'm sick of this line of work."

"Then what?" Duo asked. "We're still immortal, it's not like we're vampires and we can turn our little babies to fledglings."

"No probably not." Trowa said.

"And there is no way in hell I'm going to take my child to see those damned doctors." Wu-fei snarled.

"So you would do it if we could." Zechs said touched.

"Hell yes." Wu-fei said.

"There are other ways." Heero said quietly. His eyes darted to the reaper twins who smiled at him.

"Oh HELL NO." Duo said. "They could corrupt my baby."

Halo made the sign of the cross over his heart. "Promise we won't" He said.

"I would believe you, but that cross you made is smoking." Duo said.

The reapers laughed. "Well, when your not really welcomed in His house, it's sort of pointless to put a cross over ones heart, but you got my meaning. But I swear on my life as a reaper we won't corrupt your children." Sickle said patting the smoke on his brothers chest. "Or ours." He kissed Falcon.

"So are we gonna do this?" Heero asked.

Everyone looked at one another. They looked back at Heero and nodded.

With a smile Heero left the room.


Two weeks passed and there was no word from Heero Yuy. Duo started to worry about his perfect soldier.

Duo sat in bed. It was passed midnight on the last day of February. He clutched a chocolate colored bear to his chest as his amethyst eyes gazed into the deep blue sky.

He saw what looked like a shuttle descending a few hundred miles to the south. His heart lurched. His wings unfurled as he hurled himself from the window. Sure enough as he braced on the winds currents he saw the faint glimmer of Heero's essence.

He doubled his flight speed racing to Heero's landing spot.

As Duo landed the shuttle door opened and Heero emerged covered in blood. He stretched with a feline grace as a smile curved his lips.

Heero heard the soft wing beats and looked at Duo landing. Duo's eyes shimmered with unshed tears as he moved to Heero.

"Hi." Heero said a second before Duo's fist made contact with his cheek.

Heero spat blood and smiled. "I deserved that. I should have told you I was leaving."

Duo trembled his fist clenched in anger but it subsided as he wrapped his arms around Heero. "Where the fuck did you go man?" He cried into Heero's chest.

"To take care of those damned scientist." Heero said. "After I handed in our official letter of resignation I gave them each a special gift. Unfortunately I got a little messy in the process." Heero chuckled. "I have to remember to tell Wu-fei that chopping peoples heads off with swords is messiest form of killing."

Duo laughed and kissed Heero. "Lets go home." Duo murmured. "And lets get you cleaned up."


The next morning Heero sat at his computer typing a personal wanted add for surrogate mothers. He sent it to the newspapers within the area and in a few choice countries. He put a cell phone and e-mail on the wanted add so that they could be contacted.

Within a month they had offers. Heero, Zechs, Trowa, and Halo chose to do the interviews for the potential mothers who were flown from where ever they were from to Quatre's manor.

Many were disappointments but a few were promising and they were called back immediately.

After a brief process of elimination they each couple had a pair of surrogates to their liking.

Halo and Sickle played Father Nature with the women to insure the children were born at the same time.

Sure enough nine months later, the men held crying bundles in their arms with proud smiles.

Heero was shocked to have twin boys, and Quatre was mortified at the set of triplets, two girls and a boy. Trowa and Duo merely laughed it off as they held a set of welcomed twins themselves both a boy/girl combination.

Zechs and Wu-fei were both blessed with one girl each. Halo and Sickle had a girl each as well while Falcon and Allen had two boys each.

For the first couple months the mothers stayed in the manor to nurse the offspring and have their breast pumped for milk for the next couple months.

Their nights were never shorter after the women left and the infants were moved into their rooms.

Duo had to constantly pull the gun from Heero's head in the middle of the night as the perfect soldier attempted to rid himself of the infants ceaseless late night crying for food.

True to their words the ukes made great mothers over the broods of kids and when their children were nine months Aarin and Dorothy joined them with a set of quadruplets, all of which were girls.

Heero, Zechs and Trowa found themselves cradling a bottle of liquor after a year of parenthood.

"Not worth it." Heero said as he took a huge swig of Tequila.

"So not worth it." Trowa said as he drank his Jack Daniels.

Zechs grimaced at the tuft lock of hair he was examining over his rum bottle. "Ten." He said horrified. "Theres ten. Oh God TEN!!"

"Ten what?" Heero asked drinking again only to find the bottle empty.

"Gray hairs I have ten gray hairs."

"How can you tell when your hair looks gray all they time?" Trowa asked as he came to the same conclusion as Heero as he examined his Jack Daniels as if it were talking.

"Easy." Wu-fei said. As he balanced a child on each hip. "The hairs are a tad lighter then his own and they stand out like a red-headed step child or a white man in a black convention." Wu-fei placed the children in Zechs lap as he took the rum bottle away from Zechs. "Now it's your turn to watch the kids while me and the others go diaper shopping."

Heero and Trowa groaned.

"Could be worse." Trowa said as he Zechs and Heero stood to march upstairs. "They could be teenagers."