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Warning: Duo torture ahead! 1x2, yaoi, original character uses but no pairings with them…(should that be a warning? Er…I think it should be…) Heh heh, I make Treize sound all stupid…heh…sorry all you Treize lovers out there.
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Er… "yadayada" spoken dialogue 'yadayada' thoughts ~blabla~ other things
On with the show!
Wind Blown Destinies-Chapter Seven
By: Deathwing, the happy camper
It was about two days later that Heero and his party arrived at the gates of Romafeller. In the past, Romafeller and Sumpaaria had been warring nations but they had signed a peace contract and became partners in trade. However, Treize always planned meetings for the most pointless things. Usually, the "important" were no more significant than a lost dog or stolen crops. Things that could be solved by the king himself but he preferred making the issues public, pointless as it was.
Heero's thoughts continually strayed to silent little reveries about a certain violet-eyed prince with a long chestnut braid. The trip had been uneventful for the most part as it usually was. His men all seemed bored out of their wits but it was disrespectful to refuse a meeting with Treize or else Heero would have gladly declined every single one. Heero decided that while he was in the area, he could visit his two odd cousins.
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"Fannie!!! Did you put salt in the cookies again?"
A black haired girl of obvious Asian heritage cocked her head innocently at her twin sister. "What do you mean? Wasn't that big bag in the cupboard sugar?"
The other girl slapped her forehead. Her ponytail swished as she shook her head in despair. "No no no! The sugar's in the jar!"
"Honestly, Carly, you never told me that!" Fannie said.
"Nuh uh! You just can't cook.," Carly retorted.
"You can't either! Anyway, wee never learned how! We were royal twits half our lives!"
Fannie had a point. Being Heero's cousins, they had been treated like royalty should have been treated, pampered and fussed over. However, the two sisters decided that the royal life wasn't for them and after discussing it with Heero, they moved to Romafeller living like middle class people.
A knock at the door startled the two girls.
"Do you think it's that scary hobo again?" Fannie whispered.
"I don't know," Carly answered warily. "Go get the broom. When I open the door, whack him!"
Carly approached the door slowly. After counting quietly to three, she flung the door wide open. Fannie charged and a bang was heard as her broom connected with something or in this case, someone.
The figure groaned.
"Heero!" the sisters chorused together as they started mumbling apologies and made attempts to usher Heero into their house.
"Here, have a cookie," Fannie offered, setting the plate in front of him.
"Hmmm…just a bruise, not too serious," Carly concluded, checking Heero's skull.
"You know, you two. It's no surprise that everyone avoids your house," Heero winced as Carly put ice on the bump. He bit into a cookie…
and turned a sickly shade of green.
Spitting it out he screwed up his face in disgust. "Seriously, you would think that after all these years of living by yourselves, you would have at least learned how to cook!"
"Sooo…" Carly said abruptly, changing the subject, "What brings you here to Romafeller?"
"The usual meetings with Treize," Heero answered.
"Rather be home with Relena, I assume. Oh right! Isn't the wedding this week or was it delayed because of Treize?"
Heero shot Fannie a lethal look, "Yeah it was delayed but I told you before, I don't like her!"
"Right…well, whoever you marry, invite us to the wedding."
Heero blushed slightly as his thoughts strayed back to Duo. Fannie and Carly both caught it. "There's some one else isn't there?"
Heero was lost for words. He just stared at them, not knowing what to say.
"So, who is she?" Fannie asked, fumbling with her cup.
"He." Heero corrected quietly.
"Pardon?" Carly corked an eyebrow.
"He." Heero said again, this time a bit louder.
"Oh." Fannie said. "So, who is he?"
Heero remained quiet.
"Aw, come on!" Carly urged impatiently, "Not like we would know him."
"His name is Duo."
Fannie gasped. "You don't mean Duo of Lethian, do you?" Heero nodded.
Carly giggled. "They do make the cutest couple!" She winked.
However, Fannie was a little more serious. "Do you think that your father will approve? I mean, no offense, but Uncle Jaye is obsessed with wanting a grandkid."
"Yes…I know…and I don't know," Heero sighed. "I was hoping I could avoid this but it seems that I have to go through with it."
"Are planning on telling Jaye?" Carly asked.
Heero shrugged. "I suppose it is the only way."
Fannie eyed him with a "are you crazy?!" look, "Whatever, cuz, but if you get beheaded, we had nothing to do with it."
Heero glared. "You're making me feel just great." His tone dripped with sarcasm.
"No problem." Carly flashed him a grin.
Heero rolled his eyes, "I should be going now or else I'll have to listen to Treize's lecture on being punctual again. Bye."
"See ya, cuz, good luck!" the twins chorused after him.
"Thanks," he muttered sourly, "I'll need it." A final thought crossed his mind. 'Royalty is such a pain.'
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Heero stepped into the great hall and took a seat at the table where Treize and a few other lords and dukes were seated.
"Ah, Prince Heero! Long time no see! However, you are a bit late. A young man like you should learn to be punctual. Why, when I was your age, I was never late, whether it be for meals or meetings! Punctuality is a key to success, young man, learn it well, and you will rule with greatness." Treize chattered on and on. Heero groaned inwardly. This was going to be a long day.
TBC…
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