Desert Planet on Earth

PG-13

Animes involved: Trigun and Gundam Wing

Summery: Vash says he crashed into a building. Duo says Vash hit Heero. Trowa has been kidnapped by none other than Triez himself. A Gundam Wing/Trigun fan fiction. YAOI!! 1x2, 3x4, 1x2x3x5, VashxWolfwood.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters (though I wish I did) except two (I made two up). Yada, yada, yada. You guys know the drill.

Author's note: I really hope you like this. Its my first Fan Fiction (that actually has a story line) and I'm hoping its good. Also, who cares if Wolfwood is dead. Everybody wants him back anyway, right? Besides, I bring back other dead people too. This story also takes place when the G-boys are old enough to have kids. You'll find out why later on in the story.

Introduction

"Mmmmm… that feels so nice, Nick." Vash the Stampede lay on his back, clutching the bed sheets.

"You want harder?" Nicholas D. Wolfwood lay on top of him giving him punishment for eating all the food.

Vash started to laugh. "I just love your punishments! But, Nick, I don't think they teach me a very good lesson."

Wolfwood glared. "Are you challenging me?"

"Why would you think-," Vash's eyes grew wide as Wolfwood started to thrust harder. "-oh." Vash tried not to make any noise. He knew his boyfriend all to well. He'd stop when Vash started to moan, but Vash couldn't help it anymore. A rather loud moan escaped from his mouth. But, instead of stopping, Wolfwood just started to thrust harder and deeper into Vash. Vash whispered Wolfwood's name.

"I can't hear you!" At the word "hear", Wolfwood thrust as hard as he could.

Vash jumped. "NICK!" It felt good to scream his lover's name so he did it again. "NICK!" Vash smiled and continued to scream out Wolfwood's name into the lost night.

Chapter 1 – Confession and a Mission

Note: The only reason I combined the Intro with Chapter 1 was so I could post the darn story.

Quatre stood in his own house, in his own kitchen, over his own sink, pealing his father's potatoes.

"Come on Quatre, don't be so gloomy. You wouldn't be in trouble if you hadn't gone to Earth in that Gundam."

"His name was Sandrock and that was over 10 years ago anyway! Why should it still matter? Besides, I miss him. I miss having someone to talk to." 'I miss my Trowa,' Quatre thought to himself.

"Grow up, Quatre. Those things couldn't talk. They were just made of Gundanium." Quatre's father flipped his paper over. "Ah, the circus is coming. Wonder why they're coming way out here?"

Quatre jerked around and dropped the potato on the floor. "The what?!" He grabbed the paper from his father and read a few lines. His eyes grew wide as he finished. "I-I got to go, father. I'm terrible sorry! Bye!" Quatre flew out the door.

Just then, Mrs. Winner walked in. "What was that all about?"

"I don't know. Get the girls ready. We're going to take a trip to the circus."

Quatre stopped at the entrance to the circus tent. He looked around for Trowa, but only found Catheryn. He ran up to her. "Catheryn! Hey, I need to know where Trowa is."

Catheryn stared at him. "Trowa is getting ready for the show." She looked him up and down then smiled. "You must be Quatre. He's told me so much about you. You are basically all he talks about."

Quatre blushed. "Please, I need to talk to him. Where is he?"

Catheryn blinked a few times. "He's around back in the dressing rooms. Quatre! Wait! You can't go back there!"

To late. Quatre had taken off running towards the back of the tent. He stopped in front of a door labeled "CLOWNS" and laughed. He took a deep breath and prayed that nobody else was in the room. Before he could even get the door opened, Trowa came out and puled him in.

"Quatre, I take it you got my message?"

Quatre smiled. "Yes, I saw it. Clever way to put it. 'Elephants, Men, Eagles! Ride Grungy Elephant! Nice, Cool Yearly Tickets!' You even signed it!"

Trowa blushed. "I thought you'd get screwed up with the 'T' there. I'm glad you didn't. Besides, this was my last colony, my last hope to find you."

"What about the others?"

Trowa was silent for a while. "Duo and Heero are off on Earth and will be back here in a week. Wufei should be here any minute. He's the one that told me about this. He said he'd be here by the time the show started."

Quatre nodded. "Well, lets get things over with before anybody else arrives." Quatre reached out and took a hold of Trowa's hand. They pulled each other close and embraced with a tongue-tied kiss.

"Please, sir! He might not even be in there!" Quatre and Trowa broke apart at Catheryn's voice. Quatre started to shakes lightly because he knew who it was.

The door flew open and almost off its hinges as Quatre's father marched in. "Quatre, we're going home."

Trowa stepped in front of Quatre. "He isn't going anywhere."

Quatre shook again. "Trowa, don't do this. I should listen to him."

Trowa turned around. "No. Not after I spent almost three months looking for you. All the mail wasn't enough for me. I needed you, Quatre."

Mr. Winner looked at Trowa, then at Quatre. "Quatre, you know this boy?"

Quatre took a deep breath and faced Trowa towards his father. He then slipped his hands around Trowa's waist and hugged Trowa to him tightly. "Yes, father. I do know my Trowa-san."

All Mr. Winner could do was blink.