Warnings: Hah, if you've made it this far, then there are none! You've already been warned... Yeah...
Disclaimer: They're. Not. Mine. *Watches impassively as lawyers sullenly leave the room *
Rating: PG-13. Don't you guys just hate me? *Smirk *
Pairings: Don't get me started.
Author's notes: I know. It's bad enough I haven't updated till now, and now I go and do something like this. I'm SORRY!! I'm actually at a writer's block for my other fic, To Love a Perfect Soldier. Yeah, no one's gonna figure that one out. *Snicker * Maybe I'll be in the mood after I finish this chapter? Nah, too obvious. And I can't afford to be obvious. Thanks to all the reviewers that stuck with me though:
Forever 1x2: Oxygen? Wow. Well, I can give you that, but I hope you aren't too disappointed with this chap?
Spazmastic: lol! Okay, okay, I'll leave it! As for chapter two, well, I thought it had been erased, when it really hadn't. Something wrong with the upload, maybe. *Shrugs * Thanks for the suggestion; it did help a lot! I got the most hilarious picture in my head after that one. lol!
RavenBeauty29: lol! Wow, thanks for that long review! You remind me of me and Singe! lol again. Okay, here's the next chapie, and I think you'll like this one, 'cause I tried to make it funny. And thanks for all your understanding and reading of my other works, that was great!
Bitch: lol! gasp! I just can't say enough as to your support for this author, and your hilarious e-mails. Okay, meant that in a good way. Thanks for your sense of humor and buddy's Nathan and Bill. *dodges lamps and flying debris * Shutting up.
Part of the reason this took so long was because fanfiction was having some trouble with the site, and one could not search or log on till June 21st. .' Sorry for the long wait, but here it is!
If One Goes, then Two Follows.
"DUO!!!" Duo looked up to find the source of the angry voice.
"Aw, quit screaming Wufei." Wufei was standing in the hallway of their Base, close to the main room on the first floor. He tapped his foot impatiently as Duo slowly closed the door and stepped inside, standing not far away from the group of very tired teen Pilots. The night had been hectic, romantic, and just plain exhausting. Wufei and Heero, of course, did not show any signs of their weariness, except for a slight limp that marred both of their graceful walks. Trowa's shoulders were slouched slightly, and his eyes were half-lidded. Quatre looked about ready to fall on the floor and go to sleep. Duo looked up at the owl clock that Quatre had purchased only a month before for Trowa's birthday, and raised a chestnut eyebrow in disbelief. Six a.m. in the morning.
"MAXWELL!!!!" Duo flinched and grinned at Wufei.
"Yeah?" It was obvious the Chinese warrior was pissed. At what, though, Duo couldn't tell.
"Maxwell," he began in a more tempered tone. "We are all tired and wish to get some rest. Now, if you would just unlock the security codes to the rooms, we will be able to get to our beds." Duo stared at him, taking a moment for his sleep-wanting brain to analyze the information being transferred from his ears to his mind. Then he blinked, finally comprehending the foreign sounding gibberish.
"Oh, right." He moved over to the left wall by the couch and climbed onto it, reaching up for the control box under the picture of a Chinese garden. He flipped open the lid and punched in various codes that he had devised himself. Heero looked over his shoulder, and lifted an eyebrow after he was done.
"Spaghetti?" Duo looked at him defensively.
"Yeah, so?" Heero's other brow lifted, and Duo sighed, rolling his eyes. "Oh, come on. I mean, who would be dumb enough to actually try something like that?" Wufei opened his mouth, his eyes flashing, but Trowa clamped a hand over it, shaking his head and pushing him towards the stairs. Wufei huffed, but did as indicated, alternating between supporting Trowa and looking back at them in mild irritation. Duo laughed as they turned the corner. "Fei never changes." Heero didn't say anything, just stared at him, his eyes curiously narrowed with a certain glint in them that he thought he recognized. He looked away as Quatre sighed and started up the stairs.
"Don't you two stay up too late tonight." He said, winking. Duo's jaw practically hit the ground, and Heero smirked and nodded, and grabbed Duo before the younger Pilot could dash after Quatre and pound him. How had Quatre found out?! And just why the hell was he so embarrassed about it? It wasn't like no one else knew he was gay. He'd made that abundantly clear, after all. Wait a minute. What was Heero doing?
"Relax." Heero commanded as Duo tensed. He put one arm around his shoulders, and swept the other under Duo's knees, lifting him easily. "I'll carry you up." All Duo could do was make an indignant sound and then fall against the frame of steel as Heero carried him up the stairs and to his room. Once there, he set Duo gently onto his bed, and then stopped at the door, turning slowly to regard the younger Pilot.
"Duo. Do you know what love is?" Duo gave him a weird look, and lay back, lacing his fingers behind his head.
"With all the training they put us through, do you really think our bodies would know anything about lust?" He couldn't see Heero from his current position, but he thought he heard him smile.
"Is that a yes?" Duo grinned.
"Yes, Heero. It's a yes." Heero nodded and shut the door.
/ Then Next Morning Dawns/ (A/N: Hey, have any of you actually spent all night at a skating rink, and actually skated the whole time? It can be damn near fatal!)
Duo opened his sleepy, violet eyes as the sun's first rays shot into his room, filling the messy atmosphere with warm promise. He sat up and looked out the window, his eyes widening as he saw the tiny, exquisitely formed flakes of ice floating serenely through the air like it was nobody's business. The glass of the window was not left untouched, for lacy designs of powdered ice shot across the clear surface, creating the illusion of crystal. Duo happily got dressed, nearly falling over in his haste to pull on his pants, and dashed out the door and barreled down the hall to his friends' bedrooms.
Heero lay calmly in his bed, staring at his window at the first flakes of winter. 'Hn. You'd think Duo would have been banging on our doors by n-' A loud banging on his door slammed Heero back to reality. He managed to catch himself before he fell off his bed.
"Heero! Get up! It's snowing!" 'I'm gonna kill him,' Heero thought irritably as he jerked open his door. Duo practically tackled him, throwing his arms around Heero's neck and giving him a rough kiss on the lips. Heero stiffened and stared at Duo in shock as the supposed Pilot stepped back and grinned from ear to ear.
"Duo, what are you doing?" He managed to choke out. Duo ignored the question completely.
"God, how can you guys sleep during a morning like this?!" Heero looked up and down the hallway, wondering what the hell the little noisemaker was talking about.
"A morning like what?" He asked when he didn't notice any guns or strange people in OZ uniforms. Duo rolled his eyes and pointed at the window. Heero didn't turn to look, but rubbed his temples instead, trying to get the image of running his tongue over Duo's bare chest out of his mind. The child-like teen didn't know what he could do to him, dressed in an open shirt and jeans.
"A morning like what?! It's the first day of snow! You guys are sleeping away the morning while all that powdery goodness just sits there!" With that said, Duo raced down the hallway, calling over his shoulder as he careened around a corner towards Quatre's bedroom. "Hurry up and get dressed and I'll meet you outside!" Heero stood there for a few minutes, running the conversation through his head, especially the kiss, and then grunted and shut his door.
Quatre gave a shout from inside his bedroom as Duo's fist connected with the door.
"Quatre wake up! It's snowing!" The door opened and a sleep tousled Quatre peeked out at him, his white-gold hair going in all directions and his blue pajamas wrinkled. He yawned, his eyes half-lidded, and looked up at him questioningly.
"Duo? What's wrong?" Duo rolled his eyes and brushed past Quatre to root through his closet, throwing his clothes at him while he talked. If he was going to get his friends outside sometime today he was going to have to take some matters into his own hands.
"Here, put these on." He said, tossing the blond a pair of jeans, a long-sleeved button up shirt, and a green sweater*. "You can dress into your winter gear downstairs. Meet us outside." He dashed out the door and continued his mission. Quatre stared after him, and then shook his head and closed the door to dress. Something told him that no one was going to hear the end of it till they got their asses outside.
Totally unaware of the events going on in the rest of the large house, Wufei and Trowa dozed in each other's arms, between being awake and sleeping. Wufei was not partial to 'cuddling' or sleeping with anybody, but Trowa had insisted that he stay the night in his room after he'd helped the green-eyed Pilot to his bed. And in truth, Wufei couldn't deny the other teen anything he asked of him. As a result, he was lying in Trowa's bed, curled up in his arms, listening to his quiet breathing, and, of all things, liking it. He was just about to nudge his partner awake, when a loud bang caused them both to topple out of the bed and hit the floor.
"Trowa! Get up quick!" Trowa glanced at Wufei, who rolled his eyes and growled, and walked over to the door, opening it slowly. In front of him was a very happy Duo, practically dancing on both feet as he grinned. "It's snowing!" He announced. Both Pilots stared at him as if he'd just said the sky was blue. Duo wilted. "Oh, come on you two! You wouldn't know fun if it ran up and bit you on the ass!" Wufei merely got up and tossed the sheet back on the bed before rummaging through Trowa's closet to find something adequate to wear, and that was his size. He was rather small compared to Trowa, after all. Meanwhile, Trowa was trying to talk to the excited Duo.
"So it's snowing. What do you want me to do about it?" He asked quietly. Duo stopped dead, his mouth hanging open in surprise. Wufei stifled a chuckle. It seemed that he'd found someone else besides Heero who could shut Duo up with one sentence.
"What do you mean what do I want you to do about it? I want you to go outside and enjoy it. Everyone loves snow, especially fresh powder! We could all probably get in some great snow boarding on the hill out back!" Then he addressed Wufei for the first time. "Oh, hey Wufei. What are you doing here?" Wufei slowly turned and glanced at Trowa before giving the American a wink. Trowa actually managed to keep a straight face as Duo blushed furiously. "Oh. Well, I guess that would explain it. Anyway, uh, I told everyone else to meet me outside, so, I guess I'll see you out there." He shot back down the hallway, and Wufei smiled at Trowa before holding up a shirt.
"Red or blue?" He asked the taller Pilot. Trowa looked at both, and then took the red shirt.
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(*): Wouldn't want our little Quatre to catch cold, now, would we?
*wipes forehead * You have no idea how long it took me to write that.
Wufei: And since when do you know what Trowa wears?
Huh?
Wufei: You heard me onna. Trowa does not wear red!
Whoa, gettin' all defensive there, Fei.
Wufei: *growls and pulls out sword *
Trowa: *walks in and pauses at tense atmosphere * Did I come at a bad time?
Um, no. Wufei was just about to cut me in half for attempting to dress you.
Trowa: *blinks and glances at blushing Wufei * Dragon?
Wufei: Um, I just remembered something. *dashes away *
Yeah, well, that's the fifth chapter. Think it sucks? Or does it do you a good whirl? Either way let me know. The winter morning scene was actually a true one staring my friends and I when they stayed the night at my place two years ago, with slightly different results. I almost killed Chase when he threw me outside while still in my pj's. Damn that boy was askin' for it major.
