Happy Heero, Monotone Duo
Chapter Twenty-Five

Duo

Five years passed faster than you'd think since that crazy collection of days. And a lot had changed. Everyone had thankfully forgot the little scuffle at the Sanc Kingdom, where Treize had reacquainted himself with the world and the event that some how managed to mold our lives back together. Five years had done us all a lot of good. And I tell you it was nice being in my own body to do it. That crazy switch with Heero was an inside joke for those of us who knew about it. Zechs even prodded me about it every now and then.

We were all sitting out back by the large court on Quatre's property. In five years, none of us could bring ourselves to move away. Heh, some how Wufei even managed to hang around despite being bombarded by couples everywhere he went. Lord, watching him silently gawk at Zechs was almost saddening. I never originally pinned him to be gay; but even if I were straight, looking at Zechs… I would absolutely hit that. Five years only made him sexier. If that's even possible. Then again five years changed us all a little. In looks I mean. We're still a bunch of dumb ass teenagers at heart. I mean, Heero whacked Zechs with a pan the other day and then they both got into a fight. Eventually they wound up being scolded by Wufei, who had learned to dominate the kitchen area with that crazy justice raving tone of his.

"Baka, you're not watching me own this man's ass at this game." Heero said, snapping me from my musing.

"Hee-chan, you're the man. Invincible. And I expect you to win!"

"You're a traitor!" Zechs huffed from the other end of the court, nailing the ball and sending it back to Heero.

"Hey Heero, nice ass!" Wufei shouted from behind me, and Heero turned his head with a snap.

"Hey wat-" Zechs started but gave up because there was no dodging that ball going into the side of Heero's face. "…I was going to say 'watch out'…but you can understand why…I think."

Heero glared at Zechs then looked back at Wufei, "You betrayer of man."

"Well come on, Zechs needed some cheering support! Besides, how was I supposed to assume that you would actually look at me," the Chinese man smirked, pushing up his glasses and closing his book.

"Traitor."

"Heh, you're just mad because you were easily distracted." Zechs quipped and blew a kiss to Wufei. "Thank you darling."

"Is it just me…" Treize started with a chuckle. "Or is Wufei stealing Zechs right from under me?" He and Trowa were playing chess on the table right behind where Quatre and I were sketching up quick designs for a new Mobile Suit design. Zechs and Treize had said they would handle the inner workings and systems if we came up with designs and I found out that Quatre was surprisingly good at sketching. We'd been toying with defense Suits for the longest time and it seemed like we were finally pulling it together. That and we often strayed to other silly projects. Zechs wasn't happy about Quatre drawing him in a dress…but I love that picture and I made a copy for my photo album that no one has found yet.

"Any time, sweetness." Wufei returned the blown kiss.

"Hey Fei, do you ever feel weird being the only single guy here?" I asked, leaning over Quatre with my chin on his shoulder.

"Not at all. After all I get the best of all worlds. When the guys want to do something, I'm not excluded and when the girls want to do something, I'm not excluded there either. Not to mention everyone tells me everything." He grinned. I laughed at the concept of him grouping us into 'guys' and 'girls'. Of course…Just like him to see some crazy upside to that. "And as long as Treize doesn't think I'm serious, I get to hit on Blondie all I want."

"Hey I'm not blonde anymore!" Zechs retorted.

"Oh bah, the dye will come out and you're always blonde to me."

"Though brown does look good on you." Quatre nodded.

"It's not staying, I promise." He retorted, dodging the ball that Heero ferociously served. "What are you trying to kill me?!"

"Hey, if I have to have a bruised face, you're getting the matching bruise." Heero replied. "And the blonde looked better."

"Since when are you a fashion guru?" Zechs swiftly served the ball he'd retrieved. Who knew the two would become so enthralled by Tennis? They were worse with volleyball though. "And I wouldn't be in this predicament if your girlfriend hadn't put hair dye in the wrong place!"

"It was an accident!" I whimpered. "I said I was sorry."

"Checkmate." Treize said, interrupting the impending bitch fest we were likely to have. Good timing Treize. "You know, I don't think the brown looks so bad." He added.

"Of course you don't! But it's going back blonde. And soon." He finalized. It would be weird for him to stay a brunette. Blonde was definitely his color.

"Guess what I heard." Trowa spoke; and when Trowa speaks, we listen. "I heard that Relena's getting married."

"Oh?" I perked. Relena getting married was a great sign! And a relief. That meant she was over Heero for real and no longer angry with us, if she had been in the first place.

"Yeah, apparently to a relative of Dorothy's. A distant cousin I think it was. Or so I heard." He continued.

"Well that's a surprise." Treize said and he did sound surprised. "I'll have to ask Dorothy…Someone related to her, might be a relative of mine, what with being cousins ourselves."

"Oh lord…If you were related to Relena by law that would make what we have a slightly disturbing situation." Zechs said stopped, as Heero took a breather himself.

"As long as she's not marrying one of my siblings…though…that doesn't matter. As long as we're not blood related I have no quarrel doing what I want with you. Hell…at this point I wouldn't care if you were blood related."

"That was sweet and sick all at once, Treize." Zechs shook his head walking forward to stand right in front of Treize. He folded his arms in front of him, leaning in such a way that easily put him in control of the older man. And gave me the perfect opportunity…

"ACK!" He yelped.

"You were off guard for that one, hm?" Trowa laughed.

"You know what I'm going to start wearing baggy pants, damn it!"

"Oh please…you will not." Heero rolled his eyes, walking toward us as well.

"It's not my fault…they're so comfortable…"

"And pleasing to the eye." Trowa mentioned and Wufei, Quatre and Heero all nodded. I couldn't help but do it myself actually.

"Bunch of perverts." He sighed, but leaned forward to kiss Treize.

"Oh lord! Why do you always do that when I walk out!" Came a voice from the back door that led into the house. With short amber hair to her ears and more grown than before, Mariemaia stood rolling her eyes and shaking her head. She came to visit every so often since she and Treize had been introduced. They were frighteningly alike in personality. She had this strange adoration for blondes though, because she adored both Quatre and Zechs.

"You have bad timing, sweetness." Zechs replied.

"Just like you're oblivious to when someone's about to go for your backside!" She replied and Heero stepped back quickly as Zechs turned around. Heero tried to look nonchalant, but there was no hiding what his plans had been.

"You are so busted, Heero Yuy."

"I'd have had you if she hadn't said anything." His lips curled into a grin.

"I should give up on my ass being mine."

"Probably." Quatre chuckled.

"Hey, you're as guilty as the rest."

"It's my way of bonding with you, Zechs..."

"That is a terrible excuse."

"Is it five already, Mariemaia?" Wufei asked, looking back at the girl. She nodded and he stood up, taking only a quick moment to stretch. "I'm going to go start dinner now, because I seem to be the only person able to cook." He teased. "Thanks for reminding me of the time." He looked to Treize's daughter. She smiled.

"I'll go with you." Trowa offered and stood as well. I watched. Through amusement passed through me at the scene. Zechs had taken a seat in the empty chair beside Treize and when Trowa passed, the former blonde struck. The look on Trowa's face will forever be priceless and I don't think I'll ever forget it.

Zechs looked so smug, "Payback is a bitch, Barton."

Trowa faced Zechs and stared down at him with a conceding look. He chuckled in a silent breath, "Touché, Merquise. Touché." He turned and followed Wufei once more, shaking that response from him.

"You realize now he's going to go for you every chance he gets? This is like war now." Quatre said over the cup of tea he nursed while taking a break from sketching.

"Yeah…I know, but at least now he knows that I can grab asses too."

"You're crazy."

"And you love me for it."

"No denying it." Heero admitted, and just about everyone else nodded in agreement.

"So there. I win."

Heh, five years of that and you really learned to get passed the shit hole of war. Heero opened up so much. 'I don't think I could be happier.' I said to myself. I had a sudden idea and leaned forward for the second strike.

"GAH! Damn ass grabbers!"

I chuckled to myself and accepted Heero's kiss as a prize for my marvelous strategy against the blonde. 'Now, I can't be happier.'

The End

(That is, until you realize there's a sequel!)

Leo: The final chapter. It's been a long ass road with this story. Started not long before I moved away from someone important to me. So this story has become sort of synonymous with my feelings for that person. Long lasting and hard to kill. Over time I think I've grown as a writer and I thank everyone for being with me while I do it. You all waited patiently while I slacked and gave me encouragement when I finally got my ass moving. I never took fanfiction seriously until this story, when I realized that it gave me the power to brighten someone's day. So naturally I hope the finale doesn't disappoint. I wanted to give everyone closure, but at the same time give an opening for the sequel (because you know there's no way in hell I can leave this cast of characters behind!)

Great love to everyone who reviewed! –throws kissing Heero and Duo plushies- See ya at the sequel!

LeoOsaka