Author's Note: Time to jump ahead a bit. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing.

Warning: light shounen ai, lack of clothing

Honeymoon

This was the life.

What could be better than just laying about on a sunny beach, getting a tan, drinking one of those drinks they serve in coconuts, and doing it all with your fian—no, husband?

Duo certainly couldn't think of anything else.

What a perfect way to bribe someone.

There had been quite the…reaction following Duo and Solo's history-making prank. Duo had snuck them into the news building, locating one of the technical rooms. Locking the door, he and Solo proceeded to do the nasty, videotaping every second of it.

Then came the fun part. Once they were finished and had recovered, Duo "edited" the footage, blurring out their faces. Next, he infiltrated the cyber infrastructure of the station and planting the footage in there, setting it so that it went off at a certain time later that day.

Sure enough, at nine p.m. that night, whatever programming that had been scheduled had been overridden. Solo brightened the mood with a simple "Who's that good looking guy?"

It was the best show he had ever seen.

Of course, once it was over, it repeated, starting over from the beginning. From what he had heard, the station had frantically tried to stop the footage but thanks to Duo's skills, not even the Emergency Broadcast Signal could override it.

The next day, both had overheard many local females gossiping vigorously about it. Once it had been figured out that it was on repeat, quite a few of them had recorded it. What they wouldn't do to find out who was responsible for this. Whether they wanted them both on a silver platter or their autographs was up for debate.

Relena had approached them and "bribed" them from doing anything else as…spectacular as that by sending them to an island paradise along with the guarantee that they wouldn't plot anything else on such a scale again. Of course, it was only natural for Duo to keep the original, unedited version. Why give up free porn?

That was Solo's logic, not Duo's, mind you.

Before leaving, Duo had requested to receive the marriage rites perform. Since Une was high in the government, she performed them. With only Quatre and Relena as witnesses, it was done and now here they were.

Upon finding out that this was a private beach and only he and Solo would be able to use it, Duo changed the "private" into "nude." Hey, he wanted a full body tan for once. Plus, Solo needed some sunlight anyway but a lot of sunblock would be required. Didn't want him to get sunburned after all and plus it gave him the opportunity to get his hands all over Solo.

Yes, this was the life.

A shadow fell over him, blocking out his precious sunlight. He opened an eye, catching sight of a wonderful view.

"What are you thinking about?" Solo asked wryly, towering over his husband.

"How beautiful the view is from down here," Duo answered.

Solo chuckled and settled down next to him, leaning back on his arms. "This place is beautiful," he commented, eyes gazing at the blue ocean before them.

"You mean the island or the planet?"

"The planet."

"Well, it certainly is that," Duo said, eyes closed.

Smiling indulgently at Duo, Solo leaned over and planted a kiss on Duo's lips. "Thanks Kid," he whispered, "for everything."

Duo opened both eyes and raised an eyebrow. "Why are you thanking me? It should be me who's thanking you."

"For what?" Solo asked, raising his own eyebrow.

"Let's see," Duo began, ticking off everything one-by-one. "You rescued me from utter boredom, gave me a place to call home, cook for me—"

"Okay, okay, I get it," Solo interrupted.

"Then why were you thanking me a few seconds ago?"

"I'll tell ya later."

"Solo. It's you. How many times do I have to tell you that?"

Solo mock-pondered the question. "Don't know. A thousand, no wait, a million times!"

"What am I going to do with you?" Duo sighed. Catching Solo's perverted look, he quickly added, "Don't answer that."

Chuckling, Solo leaned back over Duo, giving him a long deep kiss before whispering, "Tag. You're it."

Duo blinked in confusion for a few seconds, watching Solo take off, blond hair whipping through the air behind him, occasionally revealing the blond's naked ass. When the words finally penetrated, Duo growled and jumped to his feet taking off after his fugitive husband.

"Get your ass back over here!" Duo yelled, braid flapping in the air behind him. "Just wait till I get my hands on you!"

"Oh, ya gonna make it worth my while?" Solo yelled back.

Stumbling for a second, Duo regained control of himself and increased his speed. Muttering about hyper-horny blonds, Duo let a grin split across his face.