Legal Disclaimer: ::sighs:: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters...
Author's Note: Well, here's the newest chapter. I'm on a new system, so these chapters are coming out faster then before. Hope you enjoy!
Pairings: 1x2x1, 4x3x4? No lemon, as usual. I hope you continue reading though...
Heartfelt Desires
By GW Dark Chyld
Chapter Thirteen
Quatre had woken up later that day to find Trowa and Sally talking at his door. After some persuading, he managed to arrange dinner for them all. Wufei seemed disturbed by something, but he agreed to come. Quatre fixed a good dinner for them all, since the maids and butlers were still cleaning. They were all pleasantly surprised to see Duo and Heero enter the room, arms around each other's waist.
Quatre smiled happily as he went between stove and fridge. "So, you two have finally come clean with each other?"
Duo grinned widely and Heero's face actually tinted a light shade of red. "Yup. Glad we did, too."
Wufei was snapped from his daydreaming and smirked at her. "Well, Maxwell, I always knew you were a weak onna, from the first time I met you."
Heero stiffened but Duo shrugged it off. "Careful 'Fei, I could still kick your ass."
Quatre stifled a giggle at how normal things still were as he sat down for a moment, but Wufei raised his eyebrows. "Oh really? I would love to see you attempt it."
Quatre stood up. "Please, no fighting." Despite his efforts, he couldn't keep himself from smiling. "We're here to have dinner, remember?"
Trowa spoke his agreement. "Yes...there is no need for childish bickering."
Wufei shut up and looked away from Duo. His mind was occupied with other things.
Duo shrugged and sat down next to Quatre, and Heero sat beside Duo.
The blonde served them up a large dinner and by the time the five of them were done with it, there was nearly a third left. Duo gladly ate the leftovers, to the other's surprise.
"She eats so much, but stays so thin..." Quatre murmured. Heero and Trowa both nodded. "Amazing..." Wufei said.
After dinner, they gathered in the living room and swapped meaningless stories and jokes, and they had, basically, a good time. Duo and Heero sat on one love seat with Heero's arm draped over Duo's shoulder. She was snuggled up against him. Wufei sat on a solitary chair, deep in thought, not joining in with the others; Trowa and Quatre were also in a love seat, but nothing seemed to be happening between them. Duo, however, spot them giving each other glances every now and then.
"Hey Duo," Quatre started casually, "...now that everyone knows you're a girl, are you going to still dress up like a boy?"
The chestnut-haired girl shrugged. "Might as well. I'll always be a tomboy. Nothing more, nothing less."
Quatre chuckled. "Well, I guess that figures. And your synthesizer? Are you going to keep it?"
The girl grinned devilishly. "Oh yeah...I got plans for it..."
Trowa allowed himself a soft laugh. Quatre smiled, and Heero blush the tiniest bit. Wufei was still separated from them.
"Well," Duo began, standing and stretching, "I think I'm going to turn in. I'll see you guys tomorrow!"
They all replied with their goodnights and Heero got up after her. They disappeared into the hall.
Quatre looked at Trowa. "They make a good couple, don't they...."
The tall youth nodded his agreement. "They do...."
The blonde sighed to himself. Here he was, next to the boy of his dreams, and he didn't have the nerve to tell him.
Trowa was in the same situation. He turned and looked at his fair-skinned, light-haired angel, but knew he would never have a chance with him. Like a true angel, Quatre was out of his reach, a figure to love, but never to get close to.
The dark-haired youth shifted his glance over to Wufei. The Chinese boy seemed very preoccupied, and his expression said that something was troubling him. It seemed that everyone had their own problems.
Quatre stiffened suddenly, and Trowa turned to him. "Something wrong?"
"Um...no..." the Arabian responded sheepishly. "Um...I'm going to go to bed now... I'll see you all later." He quickly stood and shuffled of to his bedroom. Trowa wondered what was wrong, but he would find out later that night. His room was next to Duo's.
Author's Note: Well, here's the newest chapter. I'm on a new system, so these chapters are coming out faster then before. Hope you enjoy!
Pairings: 1x2x1, 4x3x4? No lemon, as usual. I hope you continue reading though...
Heartfelt Desires
By GW Dark Chyld
Chapter Thirteen
Quatre had woken up later that day to find Trowa and Sally talking at his door. After some persuading, he managed to arrange dinner for them all. Wufei seemed disturbed by something, but he agreed to come. Quatre fixed a good dinner for them all, since the maids and butlers were still cleaning. They were all pleasantly surprised to see Duo and Heero enter the room, arms around each other's waist.
Quatre smiled happily as he went between stove and fridge. "So, you two have finally come clean with each other?"
Duo grinned widely and Heero's face actually tinted a light shade of red. "Yup. Glad we did, too."
Wufei was snapped from his daydreaming and smirked at her. "Well, Maxwell, I always knew you were a weak onna, from the first time I met you."
Heero stiffened but Duo shrugged it off. "Careful 'Fei, I could still kick your ass."
Quatre stifled a giggle at how normal things still were as he sat down for a moment, but Wufei raised his eyebrows. "Oh really? I would love to see you attempt it."
Quatre stood up. "Please, no fighting." Despite his efforts, he couldn't keep himself from smiling. "We're here to have dinner, remember?"
Trowa spoke his agreement. "Yes...there is no need for childish bickering."
Wufei shut up and looked away from Duo. His mind was occupied with other things.
Duo shrugged and sat down next to Quatre, and Heero sat beside Duo.
The blonde served them up a large dinner and by the time the five of them were done with it, there was nearly a third left. Duo gladly ate the leftovers, to the other's surprise.
"She eats so much, but stays so thin..." Quatre murmured. Heero and Trowa both nodded. "Amazing..." Wufei said.
After dinner, they gathered in the living room and swapped meaningless stories and jokes, and they had, basically, a good time. Duo and Heero sat on one love seat with Heero's arm draped over Duo's shoulder. She was snuggled up against him. Wufei sat on a solitary chair, deep in thought, not joining in with the others; Trowa and Quatre were also in a love seat, but nothing seemed to be happening between them. Duo, however, spot them giving each other glances every now and then.
"Hey Duo," Quatre started casually, "...now that everyone knows you're a girl, are you going to still dress up like a boy?"
The chestnut-haired girl shrugged. "Might as well. I'll always be a tomboy. Nothing more, nothing less."
Quatre chuckled. "Well, I guess that figures. And your synthesizer? Are you going to keep it?"
The girl grinned devilishly. "Oh yeah...I got plans for it..."
Trowa allowed himself a soft laugh. Quatre smiled, and Heero blush the tiniest bit. Wufei was still separated from them.
"Well," Duo began, standing and stretching, "I think I'm going to turn in. I'll see you guys tomorrow!"
They all replied with their goodnights and Heero got up after her. They disappeared into the hall.
Quatre looked at Trowa. "They make a good couple, don't they...."
The tall youth nodded his agreement. "They do...."
The blonde sighed to himself. Here he was, next to the boy of his dreams, and he didn't have the nerve to tell him.
Trowa was in the same situation. He turned and looked at his fair-skinned, light-haired angel, but knew he would never have a chance with him. Like a true angel, Quatre was out of his reach, a figure to love, but never to get close to.
The dark-haired youth shifted his glance over to Wufei. The Chinese boy seemed very preoccupied, and his expression said that something was troubling him. It seemed that everyone had their own problems.
Quatre stiffened suddenly, and Trowa turned to him. "Something wrong?"
"Um...no..." the Arabian responded sheepishly. "Um...I'm going to go to bed now... I'll see you all later." He quickly stood and shuffled of to his bedroom. Trowa wondered what was wrong, but he would find out later that night. His room was next to Duo's.