Conclusions
Disclaimer – See Chapter 1
-Begin Chapter-
Relena laughed to herself. "It was just too good, Heero. If I couldn't have you, what could be better than getting the one that you loved. He's a whore you know. All I had to do was show him the money. Too bad I signed the contract, though. You'd think he would've stopped screwing everyone he saw after he got married."
"I took lessons from the best dear." Duo and Trowa had returned from the bathroom and both seemed a little perkier. Well, Trowa was perkier in the sense that he actually smiled at Duo's slight consternation with Relena. Duo continued "It wasn't that I was surprised that you were a little slut, but that day with Hilde and Wufei only confirmed my suspicions. It's a good thing that I don't mind having some on the side, 'cause that means I don't mind my wife having some, either!"
Quatre asked politely "So Wufei finally joined you?"
Yeah, he was so smitten with Relena that he finally came over to us. He still won't speak a bad word about you two, though. We tried to talk him into getting involved with one of you and the doing the whole thing again. Didn't work, oh well. He visits at least two or three times a week. I'll tell him you said hi."
The thought of Wufei with those two was not all that disconcerting to Heero and Quatre. They both knew how he felt about Relena, and after they lost touch with him, the couple had discussed such a possibility. Wufei had done nothing wrong to them, so they could wish him no ill will.
It was at this moment that Trowa's hand snaked over into Quatre's lap.
Quatre's face turned slightly red as he removed Trowa's hand. "You should've known that you'd never be allowed there again, Trowa. You threw you lot in with Relena and Duo. I couldn't get hard for you if I od'd on Viagra."
Trowa persisted, placing his hand on Quatre's thigh. "Come on, Little One. Heero can't give you what I have."
Quatre smirked as he removed the offending hand. "Like what? Herpes? The Clap? Syphilis? Crabs?" The young Arabian stood up and moved his chair closer to Heero. As he sat, Quatre snaked his arm around Heero's waist. "This is the man I'm in love with now and forever. You have your fluffer buddies and your blow. You don't have me."
Trowa smiled at the outburst. "Heero's been good for you, Cat. I can't imagine that you'd ever say something like that to me. I'm actually glad for you."
"Thank you, Trowa, but keep your hands off Quatre." Heero gave his ex-friend a smile and a death glare. "I still have my guns."
Quatre smiled as the other three did a double take. "And I assure you all that he's as proficient as ever with them. Not of course that he'd ever waste the bullets on you, but know that we do have three slugs with your names on them in case we ever need them."
Relena, looking a bit worried, asked "You're kidding, right?"
Heero chuckled "Depleted uranium. 44 Magnum. If shot you from this close, they'd take your head clean off." Heero smiled evilly at the thought.
"Same old Heero." Duo smiled back. "I wonder if you have them with you now."
"I'd prefer if we didn't have to find out, Duo." Heero smiled broadly at the abject discomfort that his guests were feeling. It didn't hurt that Quatre's hand had moved to his lap.
"What do you say Heero, why don't we blow this joint?" Quatre smiled at the reactions as Heero nodded in agreement.
"I think we know what we came here to find out." Heero and Quatre smiled as they stood.
"What? You're not even going to feed us?" Duo growled.
"Oh, you guys can have what you like, you're covered." Quatre chuckled. "By the way, if you go over the limit I've arranged to let you guys wash the dishes tonight." Heero laughed out loud at the mental image Cat's statement made.
"It looks like Cat's been good for Heero, too" Trowa remarked dryly.
"See you guys...well, actually I don't think we'll ever be seeing each other again." Heero chuckled as he and Quatre walked away from the table. Quatre didn't even turn as he waved his farewells.
"So they're just going to treat us like dirt?" Relena whined.
"Looks like it, babe" Duo answered.
Trowa smirked "It's not like they don't have reason. Anyway, I'm hungry, let's order."
-End Story-
Disclaimer – See Chapter 1
-Begin Chapter-
Relena laughed to herself. "It was just too good, Heero. If I couldn't have you, what could be better than getting the one that you loved. He's a whore you know. All I had to do was show him the money. Too bad I signed the contract, though. You'd think he would've stopped screwing everyone he saw after he got married."
"I took lessons from the best dear." Duo and Trowa had returned from the bathroom and both seemed a little perkier. Well, Trowa was perkier in the sense that he actually smiled at Duo's slight consternation with Relena. Duo continued "It wasn't that I was surprised that you were a little slut, but that day with Hilde and Wufei only confirmed my suspicions. It's a good thing that I don't mind having some on the side, 'cause that means I don't mind my wife having some, either!"
Quatre asked politely "So Wufei finally joined you?"
Yeah, he was so smitten with Relena that he finally came over to us. He still won't speak a bad word about you two, though. We tried to talk him into getting involved with one of you and the doing the whole thing again. Didn't work, oh well. He visits at least two or three times a week. I'll tell him you said hi."
The thought of Wufei with those two was not all that disconcerting to Heero and Quatre. They both knew how he felt about Relena, and after they lost touch with him, the couple had discussed such a possibility. Wufei had done nothing wrong to them, so they could wish him no ill will.
It was at this moment that Trowa's hand snaked over into Quatre's lap.
Quatre's face turned slightly red as he removed Trowa's hand. "You should've known that you'd never be allowed there again, Trowa. You threw you lot in with Relena and Duo. I couldn't get hard for you if I od'd on Viagra."
Trowa persisted, placing his hand on Quatre's thigh. "Come on, Little One. Heero can't give you what I have."
Quatre smirked as he removed the offending hand. "Like what? Herpes? The Clap? Syphilis? Crabs?" The young Arabian stood up and moved his chair closer to Heero. As he sat, Quatre snaked his arm around Heero's waist. "This is the man I'm in love with now and forever. You have your fluffer buddies and your blow. You don't have me."
Trowa smiled at the outburst. "Heero's been good for you, Cat. I can't imagine that you'd ever say something like that to me. I'm actually glad for you."
"Thank you, Trowa, but keep your hands off Quatre." Heero gave his ex-friend a smile and a death glare. "I still have my guns."
Quatre smiled as the other three did a double take. "And I assure you all that he's as proficient as ever with them. Not of course that he'd ever waste the bullets on you, but know that we do have three slugs with your names on them in case we ever need them."
Relena, looking a bit worried, asked "You're kidding, right?"
Heero chuckled "Depleted uranium. 44 Magnum. If shot you from this close, they'd take your head clean off." Heero smiled evilly at the thought.
"Same old Heero." Duo smiled back. "I wonder if you have them with you now."
"I'd prefer if we didn't have to find out, Duo." Heero smiled broadly at the abject discomfort that his guests were feeling. It didn't hurt that Quatre's hand had moved to his lap.
"What do you say Heero, why don't we blow this joint?" Quatre smiled at the reactions as Heero nodded in agreement.
"I think we know what we came here to find out." Heero and Quatre smiled as they stood.
"What? You're not even going to feed us?" Duo growled.
"Oh, you guys can have what you like, you're covered." Quatre chuckled. "By the way, if you go over the limit I've arranged to let you guys wash the dishes tonight." Heero laughed out loud at the mental image Cat's statement made.
"It looks like Cat's been good for Heero, too" Trowa remarked dryly.
"See you guys...well, actually I don't think we'll ever be seeing each other again." Heero chuckled as he and Quatre walked away from the table. Quatre didn't even turn as he waved his farewells.
"So they're just going to treat us like dirt?" Relena whined.
"Looks like it, babe" Duo answered.
Trowa smirked "It's not like they don't have reason. Anyway, I'm hungry, let's order."
-End Story-