Author note: please tell me what you think of the English used in
this fic, I don't speak it native, but my friend has help me translate and
write it perfect. Thanks. Oh and if anyone care (I know you don't =))
it's gonna take me a while for each so I can get translate and everything,
also, I am using m9 for quatre's car because it could happen, you never know,
the car I have is m5, best car in the world! I just went to auto show, the z9 looks so great but it's so expensive
Duo Maxwell gazed out the shuttle window
toward Earth. In just two hours, he
would be back on the beautiful planet again. And when he landed in the Peacecraft Interplanetary Spaceport, he would
see all of his friends again.
The person he was looking most forward to
seeing was, of course, Relena Peacecraft herself. Ever since Duo had found out the she was marrying Heero Yuy, he
had developed some inexplicable desire to take his place as Relena's
groom. Well, maybe not that
inexplicable, he smirked. Ever
since their first fateful meeting, Duo had felt something for Relena.
Who is that guy…? And who's that girl behind him? Wow…she's pretty. From the way she's dressed, I guess she's rich too. I think I might have seen her somewhere
before. I wonder if she's free? The young Gundam pilot chuckled to himself
as he imagined some pretty rich girl being HIS girlfriend. What a pair they would make…his thoughts
were suddenly interrupted as he saw the guy standing in front of her point a
gun at her.
Damn! Who is he? Duo pulled out his
gun and fired a quick round at the young man about to kill that pretty
girl. Wow…he had just saved her
life. Maybe he would have a chance with
her after all!
"Kouiu baai dou mitatte omae ga warumono
da ru. In this situation, anyone can
see you are the badguy."
"No! Don't shoot!"
Boy. Relena really was something else. Hilde would never have taken a bullet for him, especially not if he had
just tried to shoot her. And justly,
Duo's Christmas present to Relena was a pure white dress much in the fashion of
the one he had bought for Hilde so long ago, very emblematic of her chaste
devotion.
Duo was also looking forward to seeing his
old friend, Heero Yuy (although he couldn't admit that he agreed with his
friend's treatment of his fiancée). Heero and Duo still had a score to settle from the Thanksgiving party,
after all. Duo grinned at his plan for
a New Year's Eve contest. He had gotten
Heero a navy blue sports jacket to go with the new tie Quatre had said he was
getting for him.
Quatre Rabaerba Winner. Duo hadn't seen his Arabian friend in person
since last Christmas; he hadn't seen able to make it to the Thanksgiving party
on account of some very important business meeting for the Winner Conglomerate. Of course, Quatre was amoung the most
affluent members of society in the world, able to fully enjoy all the ritzy
benefits of being an extremely successful businessman. Duo hadn't known what to get Quatre…after
all, he damn well had everything. Well,
he certainly could accessorise a little bit. Duo had gotten him a pair of snazzy glasses.
Trowa Barton was Duo's only potential
competition for his little surprise plan for New Year's. Trowa was always a rather shy person who
liked to keep to himself, so Duo had gotten him a book for Christmas. And since Trowa spoke fluent Spanish, Duo
figured he might as well have gotten a Spanish novel. Finally choosing a supposed classic from the AD years, Duo
purchased Miguel de Cervantes' Don Quixote de la Mancha.
That left Chang Wu Fei. Duo and his Chinese friend had always had a
sort of playful (although at times, you wouldn't know it…) rivalry. For Thanksgiving, Wu Fei had surprised Duo
by bringing him a present. When Duo
opened it, he found scrunchies. Duo, in
turn, had gotten Wu Fei the perfect Christmas gift – a flamboyantly
pink-coloured oxford-dress shirt complete with vest ruffles. Duo chuckled at the thought of his friend's
guaranteed indignation.
"Altitude: 55000 metres, please prepare
yourself for stratosphere re-entry."
The stewardess' voice stirred Duo from his
reverie. The intercolonial travel
simply seemed to so much faster to him anymore. I hope I'm not getting old anytime soon. He laughed to himself at the thought.
A few minutes later, Duo was walking into
the airport terminals scanning the crowd for one of his friends. Quatre's neatly combed blond head stuck out
near the back, and his hand was waving frantically in the air as he was trying
to get through the mob. Poor Quatre,
Duo thought. He never did really
grow, did he? He smiled and
meandered through the horde to where Quatre was waiting for him.
"'Ey Quatre, how's it hanging? How come you're here to pick me up? You got the short straw?" Duo chortled slightly, evidently thinking he
had made a joke.
"Actually, Wu Fei got the short straw, but
we knew better than to send him to pick you up," Quatre politely responded.
"Very funny, Q. Here." Duo shoved one of
his bags into Quatre's arms. "So, what
are we waiting around for? Let's get
outta here."
The ride back to the Peacecraft estate was
mostly a silent one. A few comments and
questions had been traded, but for the better part of the trip, Duo and Quatre
had ridden in silence. Finally, when
the trip was nearing its conclusion, Duo opted to start a conversation. He cleared his throat before speaking. "Uhh…Quatre?"
"Hmm?"
"Er…how long have you been down here?"
"At the Estate? I've been here for about a week now, and I'm staying until late
January. It took a lot to satiate the
Winner Conglomerate business partners, but I finally managed to make them happy
enough to where I could get enough time off. It's really a pain sometimes."
Duo scratched his head. "Yeah, but it sure pays off…" he said,
looking around the inside of Quatre's new M9. "Man, I wish I was this rich. I
bet the girls are all over you, huh?"
Quatre blushed. "Well, not really…I mean, I don't have much time to start a
relationship, especially not right now. How about you? Got a new girl
yet?" Quatre asked, eager to change the focus to Duo.
"Oh, well…" it was Duo's turn to
blush. "Nah, I haven't really invested
any time in that since Hilde and I broke it off."
"No one special?"
"Er, no, not really," Duo lied. Quatre just smiled a knowing grin at Duo and
went back to driving.
"Uh…anyway, how's everyone been lately?"
"Duo…you just saw us all less than a month
ago."
"Well, yeah, but I mean…is there any
news?"
"I dunno. I guess it depends on what type of news."
"Anything between Heero and Relena?"
"Nah, nothing new. Relena's pretty excited about everything,
but Heero really doesn't seem to be too happy with all the attention he's
getting."
"Yeah, that sounds like Heero all
right. He never really struck me as the
type to be getting married, anyway. Do
you…uh…think he really wants to?"
Quatre chuckled. "Well, it's not like he really has a choice! Relena's pretty set on this. He'll get used to it eventually. I think he really cares for her in his heart. Anyway, there's no one to take his place."
Sure there is! Duo
said to himself. What about me?
"Well, we're here now," Quatre told Duo,
pulling into the Peacecraft Estate's enormous circular driveway. The garden was beautiful; there were
flawlessly preened shrubs littering the area, the every tree was decorated in
observance of Christmas, and the driveway edges were sprinkled with white and
black roses imported directly from Sweden.
White and Black,
Duo thought to himself. They look so
beautiful together…I know it's possible…