Genie of Mine-HAHA These two should have been born brothers instead of Gundam Pilots!!

Genie of Mine
By Carol Edwards aka Eternal Spark
Email: dreamerisle@hotmail.com
Revised: Wednesday, February 14, 2001

Pairings: As of this moment, 1x4 and the rest...You just have to wait and see....

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing is not mine!! WAAHH!! THE HORROR!!! But the other characters are! HEHEHE

Warning: ^^ Nothing yet but I must work for lemonade...I know that for sure..Ah the injustice of it of not having it!!

Dedication: Yes! I'm dedicating this chapter to Amanda-chan and Novea Rikuo! Hey. You guys are great! and also to Moon Lily who needs to smile for me today. ^_^


Chapter 2- Blondie and Chester!!!

Cleaning Day!!! Quarte giggled in spite of himself, thinking lovely happy thoughts. (1) With a bat of his aquamarine eyes and a pout to seduce the grumpiest of men, our golden G boy had successfully gotten the guys to help him clean the mansion! Sure his home was huge and he had servants at his beck and call...but sometimes...even servant needed a break. Quarte adored all his help, most of whom had practically raised him in one way or another since his father was away on his various trips. In his opinion, they should have gotten a vacation a very long time ago...like when he was born! But by Allah he was gonna give it to them if it was the last thing he did!

But how?!

Telling a thousand people to get the hell out for a day would not be easy and knowing them they would not leave the safe house unless there was a good reason. So when Trowa spotted our loving but troubled blonde sulking in the livingroom, he couldn't help but ask what was wrong. Quarte, unable to keep his sorrow in, couldn't help spilling out all his guts to his uni-banged comrade.

With all that in stride, Trowa knew how much Quarte deserved a break from his overprotective family and wanted to do something special for his friend. It wasn't too long ago when Quarte had helped him and his koi, Heero get together and now was the time he could repay his friend with a very much-needed present. For you see, Trowa had been secretly talking online with his other friend, Millardo aka Zechs Marquis while everyone was fast asleep. It was hard to believe but Zechs was actually a cool guy once you got to know him. With their many conversions, he found out that Zechs had a huge crush of Quarte and Trowa was still trying to get the platinum god to profess his love to the Winner heir. But Zechs (and it is very hard to believe this one. Even to Trowa who was still in shock) was too shy to even think about approaching the earth angel, thinking the shy blond was too precious for a mere mortal to catch.

How the heck was he gonna get this two together?!

This would take some real skill...but nothing is impossible for a Super Trowa, Gundam Pilot! So Trowa brainstormed though it didn't looking he was doing anything in his usual stoic manner, trying to figure out a way to help both Quarte and Zechs, without either party knowing what he was doing.

So...with quick thinking, a devious mind and good intentions, he proposed a plan for Quarte to get all the staff out the house and have fun doing it. The plan was as follows: Since the birthday of Quarte's deceased mother was approaching (2), it was customary that the male heir of the family holds a special ceremony as a memorial. The ceremony would last only 24 hours and only the heir and his designated bodyguards were allowed to remain on the grounds. Only after those 24 hours would they be allowed back if they wanted to because if he remembered right...his mother had always given the staff the day off before her birthday...seven days before Christmas.

And that was why Quarte, our blonde extraordinare, was so happy at the moment in his great big ole empty house!!! Just him and the guys!! Ah!! They were going to clean the house from top to bottom, just a little bit of light dusting since everything was naturally clean anyway and typical security checks. Board games were also on his agenda later on as well as a nice dinner to complete the day (3). Sigh...what he wouldn't do to have a certain platinum blonde bishounen over for dinner...

"Oi! Q-chan....you up there?"

His happy thoughts were briefly interrupted by none other than the braided boy wonder himself Duo calling from below. Our arabian babe disturbed in a good way, walked over to the attic stairwell since he was cleaning the attic at the moment. He didn't want to shout across like he had no manners. "Yes, Duo?" Suddenly Duo popped his head up like one of those "Whack A Mole" games that you see at carnivals or amusement parks and Quarte burst out laughing. "He really does act like a cat." He thought to himself.

Duo stared perplexed at his friend, his goreous violet jewels fringed with dark chestnut lashes blinked at his friend in confusion. "What's so funny?"

The blonde angel just collected himself before he spoke, stifling another giggle. "Nothing...why are you up here? I thought you were cleaning the kitchen. (4)

"Ha...Ha..." he replied sarcastically, his braid bouncing as he spoke irritated. They wouldn't let me!!!"

Quarte blinked in confusion. "Who wouldn't let you?"

"The guys!!!" he exclaimed, " Heero pulled me by my braid right before I started to mop and told me to find something else to do."

"Where are they now?

"Heero checking the security systems, Trowas's cleaning the living room, flipping like a damn acrobat all over the place...trying to impress Heero...again...and Wu stick up the ass' fei is cleaning the kitchen!" Duo was pissed at them! The way they acted towards him was like he couldn't clean a damn kitchen! So what he couldn't cook worth a lick but he knew how to clean a house. "Damn idiots!"

Quarte laughed then, unable to contain his laughter anymore. The look on Duo's face was so priceless. But something caused him to abruptly stop as another thought flitted through his mind.

"Are you jealous, Duo-chan?"

Violet eyes blinked. "Jealous? Of what?!?"

"I mean you liked Heero for a long time and he already told you he was interested in Trowa. Aren't you upset the least little bit about their relationship?"

Duo smiled. Mother dearest was worrying about his welfare again. Quarte was always worried about his well being, more so than any of the other guys did. It was hard to admit when he found out about the relationship between the perfect soldier and bang boy and there was a moment when he was actually pissed about the whole deal but soon even that passed...since someone else was preoccupying his thoughts...and his dreams. A blush crept on his face and he regained his composure. He couldn't let Quarte know about that...not just yet. He smirked before he began his retailation. "You should be more concerned about your little crush on Sexy, Q-chan."

Quarte's face reddened. "It's not a crush!!! I just admire him...that's all."

"Sure you do!!" The chestnut youth leered as he spoke. "Admire huh...How well his jeans fit over that nice butt or how ever does that uniform fits over those bungling, thick...?!"

Quarte turned redder than an blood for that wisecrack and bolted towards Duo to attack! Quarte got the upper hand as he bopped him on the head playfully and began chasing him around the attic. "Get back here, you brat!!" The race was on! You would think Quarte would catch Duo easily especially by his hair but Duo and his street smarts, dodged every step laughing at the antics of his beloved friend. He was so proud himself. His skills did come in handy at the most convenient of times. Their hi-jinks went on for a time until they were both too exhausted to move with Duo sitting down on the dusty floor leaning against an old trunk while Quarte sat across from him chuckling as he motioned the peace sign. After a few minutes of catching their breath, Quarte yelled at his comrade playfully, "Come here, blabbermouth and help me with that trunk!" Pointing the trunk he was lying against.

Helping each other up and dusting off each pants, the two friends, Blondie and Chester (5) grabbed the sides of the trunk, moving it slightly to the side of the room. Large clouds permeated in the air as the two began fanning away the massive amounts of dust feathering throughout the room. Quarte had to run to the window just to breathe, letting the dust filter outside while Duo acted like he was having an asthma attack..

"What are you trying to do? Kill the great Shinigami?! I thought this place was cleaned on a regular basis, Q-chan?"

"It is! We only store stuff up here, Duo! Some of my great great grand father's stuff is up here. And from the looks of this trunk, it looks like it hasn't been touched in years! I don't even remember it being here?" He started to fiddled with the lock but it was rusted shut.

Amarylis eyes squinted. "Now that's a first. You don't know what's in your own attic?!"

"Sure I do! I have everything categorized, alphabetized, and separated by size, quality, and color." He exclaimed cheerfully.

Duo just shrugged, looking over his shoulder at the other items they had to move. "Let's just look at the rest of your junk stuff."

"Junk?! ." He replied and he began chastising Duo about his family heirlooms and other stuff that had to be inspected.

They were so busy moving stuff around that they never heard the strange clicking sounds nor did they see the strange mist seep from the tiniest crack of the trunk. It wasn't until Duo crossed the room for the tenth time in that direction moving some old clothes when he noticed it.

"Uh, Quarte?"

"Yeah?"

"Did you open that old trunk?"

"No! Couldn't. You saw me when I tried." An old varsity trophy his father won in his high school days, gleamed in Quarte's arms before he placed in back in a box.

Duo stared at the trunk, scratching his head while the other hand went on his hip. He didn't know why but he felt weird all of a sudden. "Well...I hate to sound weird...but it's open."

Aquamarine blinked as he swiftly walked back across the room to where his friend was standing and stood beside him staring at the unlocked trunk. "That's weird. Wait...You picked the trunk, didn't you?"

"Uh...no, Quat."

"So how it open?"

"You're asking me? It's your trunk!"

"Maybe it's haunted!"

"Haunted?! Quarte screeched his displeasure, "Stop teasing, Duo!"

"Ah...Maybe Zechy-poo will protect his baby!"

"That's it!! I'm gonna kill you!!"

And the chase began again!! The boys totally ignored the trunk...

but inside someone's room...

a stuffed panther blinked golden eyes...

and smiled.

TBC

Author's notes:

  1. Wouldn't you love to know what on his mind!!!
  2. His mother is deceased in this fic along with his father.
  3. Dedicated to Ryoko and Jesse...I know you two did the Board games stories!!!!!
  4. OO;;;...Damn! Even I wouldn't let Duo in the kitchen by himself.
  5. Duo: HEY! I Resent that!! I can cook!!
    Sparky: I know, luv...but this one can't!
    Duo: OO;;; Oh...

  6. Blondie causes Quarte's blond...and Chester...get it! ^^;;;; Oh...boy....--;;;;