The Mighty Shinigami? Chapter 3 a Gundam Wing fic by AngelDragon
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of my favorite pilots. (damn..) But I *do* own this little fic-series.
Warnings/Notes: Well, there's shonen-ai in this, between my three favorite pilots, Duo, Heero and Wufei and a little bit of language, too. You have been warned. (This takes place an indeterminate amount of time after Duo breaks his ankle, too) And I want to thank everyone who read and reviewed (or even if you read & *didn't* review ^^) and I hope you continue to read more. Please enjoy!
"Cooking With Duo" (not really a good thing..)
"Damn, not again!" Duo groaned, surveying his current battlefield. He'd lost sight of his prey - but then took off in limping pursuit. He was off the crutches now, only he still needed to watch what he was doing. Quatre and Trowa were hanging out in the living room, reading and doing a crossword puzzle. They looked up to watch an odd scene play out.
"Come back here lobsters! Hee-chan and Wuffie can't eat you if you run away!"
Trowa calmly turned to Quatre. "Did I just see - ?"
"Two lobsters scuttling down the hall and Duo running after them with a pot?" Quatre added, an amused look on his face as he watched the braided pilot stalk his crustaceans. Trowa nodded. "Duo is cooking for Heero and Wufei." That slightly startled Trowa. "I know, I know.. But I didn't have the heart to tell him he can't cook worth a damn. I offered to have a cook from my home smuggled over, but he wanted to do it himself."
"Are you sure that's wise, Little One?" Trowa asked, returning to his puzzle. Quatre sighed. "Well, he at least melted the butter without a problem. I'm trying to supervise, but I can't cook either; our staff back home did all of that. All we can do now, is hope nothing blows up or gets set afire."
"HAH! Got you now, you sneaky little bastards!" Duo crowed, coming back with his catch. "Heh heh - ITAI!" One of them pinched his finger as he put on the lid to keep them inside. Sucking on his smarting digit, he grinned sheepishly at Quatre. "Looks like Shinigami was almost beaten by shellfish!" he said to him, laughing. Quatre shook his head and smiled.
"How's it going, Duo?" he asked.
"Fine - really! Everything's under control, Quat!" Duo called. "Back, back! Down!" Sounds of clanging and knocking came from the kitchen as Duo battled with the rebellious main course. Poor DuoQuatre thought. He works so hard to please those two.. He blushed at the other implications of that otherwise innocent thought and went back to his book.
"Okay then, lobsters are subdued, now for the salad," Duo said to himself as he juggled vegetables and salad dressing from the fridge, tumbling them onto the counter next to the bowl. Somehow, he managed to chop a few tomatoes with only a few cuts to his fingers, but the lettuce blew up in his face. Literally.
"Hell, I *knew* I should've peeled it back a little first before I cracked it open!" he muttered, scraping together the mutilated veggies and tossing them into the bowl. "Let's see - side dish." He tried to tease life into some mashed potatoes - but almost succeeded in having his braid yanked out by the mixer's beaters. Why me? he thought as he untangled the tail of his plait and sighed.
"Great, it's almost time for my koibitos to get home from overhauling Wing and Nataku. At least I can salvage the important part of their dinner.. And I *know* I'm good enough at salvaging stuff." He went to the stove and checked the lobsters. "Nani? The hell?!" He could swear one of 'em waved a claw hello at him as if to say, "C'mon in, the water's fine! And slide us a lemon wedge while you're up, kyoodai!"
Duo's brow twitched and he checked under the pot. "I can't *believe* I didn't turn the burner on! Kami-sama, I must be on auto pilot today!" He hobbled out to stand in the living room. Quatre looked up at him and sweatdropped. "D - Duo?"
He was a mess, bandaged fingers, and mashed potatoes in his braid and lettuce in his bangs and poking out from the breast pocket of his loose, black long sleeve dress shirt. He was teary eyed and looked defeated. "Q, I give up!" Quatre gave Duo a sympathetic look. "How about I go get a pizza?" he offered.
Soon, a freshly showered Duo was scarfing pizza with the blonde pilot and quiet, relieved Trowa as the last two members of their little refugee group arrived. Duo looked up from his slice with a smile, still-wet, unbound hair flowing over his shoulders. "Welcome home guys! Pull up a piece of floor and don't go into the kitchen or our room yet." They were sitting around the coffee table to chow, since the kitchen was a scary place now. The lobsters were getting a good tan under the florescent light though, using the butter for tanning oil.
Heero and Wufei, grimy from their work, looked at each other, then to their boyfriend and Quatre with raised brows.
"I'm almost afraid to ask," Wufei said, flashing Duo a little smile. Heero scowled at him then went over to accept a bite of Duo's slice of pizza that he held out for him, shooting Wufei a smug look. The solitary one, not to be out done, not only took a bite himself but ran a hand sensuously through Duo's long hair as he did. Heero folded his arms across his chest with a 'Hn!' and a glare.
Duo laughed. "Nice welcome, huh?"
"So what *did* happen, anyway?" Wufei asked, kneeling near Duo as he took up a slice for himself. The pilot reluctantly filled him and Heero in, Quatre and Trowa backing up his story.
"They *escaped*? Heading for the bathroom?" Wufei asked, trying hard not to laugh.
"Yeah, but I caught 'em in time, before they could flush themselves back to the ocean," Duo said, Quatre nodding in agreement.
"I'm surprised they didn't just commit seppuku with their claws at finding out their fate," Heero muttered, heading to the bathroom to wash up after popping back the last bite of his pizza. Duo looked hurt for a moment, but laughed it off, scratching the back of his head. "Yeah, I know. I was a baka for thinking I could cook something so, um, complicated, ne?"But.. I did it for you.. he thought.
"I'm gonna go stretch out, Wu-man. Um, you'll take a shower before you come to bed, right?" Duo asked. Wufei gave him a wry look. "Of course. Yuy better not use all the hot water though." Duo gave him a quick kiss and limped off. "I'll just have to warm up the sheets for you then!" he called over his shoulder.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Mmm, do that again, Hee-chan," Duo purred.
Wufei, raven hair loose and damp, walked into the bedroom he shared with his odd partners and was dumbstruck. Duo was in a pair of white silk pjs, sitting between Heero's legs with his back to him amidst the soft blankets. (And of course, Hee-kun wasn't wearing much more than his boxers and a smug smile as he caught Wufei's jealous look)
The room was bathed in soft candlelight and Heero was running a comb slowly through Duo's hair, nuzzling his neck every now and then. Wufei narrowed his dark eyes when Heero looked up from his last nuzzle to stick his tongue out at him. Duo opened his relaxed eyes and smiled at Wufei, holding out a hand to him. "Come join us, Wuffie. This was the other half of my surprise!" Wufei grinned and closed the door behind him with his foot, dropping his towel to go take Duo's offered hand into bed.
As he sat between Duo's legs with his back to him, he closed his eyes and sighed as he felt a comb being gently pulled through his own hair. Heero growled a bit but Wufei let it slide, relishing the feel of his koi's fingers following the teeth of the comb. "I assume we're not just playing with each other's hair?" he asked. Duo smiled and kissed up Wufei's shoulder to his ear. "You know it, Ryuu-chan!" Duo said in a soft, sexy voice, chuckling when the Little Dragon shivered and Heero muttered, "Bakas.." But he reached around to tickle them both, anyway.
*OWARI*
Well, hope you enjoyed this latest installment of pilot threesome life. (I know, out-of-character as hell, but what can I say? I just like writing these three and I'm a fan of shonen-ai/yaoi.) I'll keep going with this, but I can't say how regularly, since I write for about, hmm, three or four other series, too.. 0.o Gomen, I just don't have a lot of time sometimes. Hope you'll still check back from time to time, anyway. Ja, minnasan! =^_^=
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of my favorite pilots. (damn..) But I *do* own this little fic-series.
Warnings/Notes: Well, there's shonen-ai in this, between my three favorite pilots, Duo, Heero and Wufei and a little bit of language, too. You have been warned. (This takes place an indeterminate amount of time after Duo breaks his ankle, too) And I want to thank everyone who read and reviewed (or even if you read & *didn't* review ^^) and I hope you continue to read more. Please enjoy!
"Cooking With Duo" (not really a good thing..)
"Damn, not again!" Duo groaned, surveying his current battlefield. He'd lost sight of his prey - but then took off in limping pursuit. He was off the crutches now, only he still needed to watch what he was doing. Quatre and Trowa were hanging out in the living room, reading and doing a crossword puzzle. They looked up to watch an odd scene play out.
"Come back here lobsters! Hee-chan and Wuffie can't eat you if you run away!"
Trowa calmly turned to Quatre. "Did I just see - ?"
"Two lobsters scuttling down the hall and Duo running after them with a pot?" Quatre added, an amused look on his face as he watched the braided pilot stalk his crustaceans. Trowa nodded. "Duo is cooking for Heero and Wufei." That slightly startled Trowa. "I know, I know.. But I didn't have the heart to tell him he can't cook worth a damn. I offered to have a cook from my home smuggled over, but he wanted to do it himself."
"Are you sure that's wise, Little One?" Trowa asked, returning to his puzzle. Quatre sighed. "Well, he at least melted the butter without a problem. I'm trying to supervise, but I can't cook either; our staff back home did all of that. All we can do now, is hope nothing blows up or gets set afire."
"HAH! Got you now, you sneaky little bastards!" Duo crowed, coming back with his catch. "Heh heh - ITAI!" One of them pinched his finger as he put on the lid to keep them inside. Sucking on his smarting digit, he grinned sheepishly at Quatre. "Looks like Shinigami was almost beaten by shellfish!" he said to him, laughing. Quatre shook his head and smiled.
"How's it going, Duo?" he asked.
"Fine - really! Everything's under control, Quat!" Duo called. "Back, back! Down!" Sounds of clanging and knocking came from the kitchen as Duo battled with the rebellious main course. Poor DuoQuatre thought. He works so hard to please those two.. He blushed at the other implications of that otherwise innocent thought and went back to his book.
"Okay then, lobsters are subdued, now for the salad," Duo said to himself as he juggled vegetables and salad dressing from the fridge, tumbling them onto the counter next to the bowl. Somehow, he managed to chop a few tomatoes with only a few cuts to his fingers, but the lettuce blew up in his face. Literally.
"Hell, I *knew* I should've peeled it back a little first before I cracked it open!" he muttered, scraping together the mutilated veggies and tossing them into the bowl. "Let's see - side dish." He tried to tease life into some mashed potatoes - but almost succeeded in having his braid yanked out by the mixer's beaters. Why me? he thought as he untangled the tail of his plait and sighed.
"Great, it's almost time for my koibitos to get home from overhauling Wing and Nataku. At least I can salvage the important part of their dinner.. And I *know* I'm good enough at salvaging stuff." He went to the stove and checked the lobsters. "Nani? The hell?!" He could swear one of 'em waved a claw hello at him as if to say, "C'mon in, the water's fine! And slide us a lemon wedge while you're up, kyoodai!"
Duo's brow twitched and he checked under the pot. "I can't *believe* I didn't turn the burner on! Kami-sama, I must be on auto pilot today!" He hobbled out to stand in the living room. Quatre looked up at him and sweatdropped. "D - Duo?"
He was a mess, bandaged fingers, and mashed potatoes in his braid and lettuce in his bangs and poking out from the breast pocket of his loose, black long sleeve dress shirt. He was teary eyed and looked defeated. "Q, I give up!" Quatre gave Duo a sympathetic look. "How about I go get a pizza?" he offered.
Soon, a freshly showered Duo was scarfing pizza with the blonde pilot and quiet, relieved Trowa as the last two members of their little refugee group arrived. Duo looked up from his slice with a smile, still-wet, unbound hair flowing over his shoulders. "Welcome home guys! Pull up a piece of floor and don't go into the kitchen or our room yet." They were sitting around the coffee table to chow, since the kitchen was a scary place now. The lobsters were getting a good tan under the florescent light though, using the butter for tanning oil.
Heero and Wufei, grimy from their work, looked at each other, then to their boyfriend and Quatre with raised brows.
"I'm almost afraid to ask," Wufei said, flashing Duo a little smile. Heero scowled at him then went over to accept a bite of Duo's slice of pizza that he held out for him, shooting Wufei a smug look. The solitary one, not to be out done, not only took a bite himself but ran a hand sensuously through Duo's long hair as he did. Heero folded his arms across his chest with a 'Hn!' and a glare.
Duo laughed. "Nice welcome, huh?"
"So what *did* happen, anyway?" Wufei asked, kneeling near Duo as he took up a slice for himself. The pilot reluctantly filled him and Heero in, Quatre and Trowa backing up his story.
"They *escaped*? Heading for the bathroom?" Wufei asked, trying hard not to laugh.
"Yeah, but I caught 'em in time, before they could flush themselves back to the ocean," Duo said, Quatre nodding in agreement.
"I'm surprised they didn't just commit seppuku with their claws at finding out their fate," Heero muttered, heading to the bathroom to wash up after popping back the last bite of his pizza. Duo looked hurt for a moment, but laughed it off, scratching the back of his head. "Yeah, I know. I was a baka for thinking I could cook something so, um, complicated, ne?"But.. I did it for you.. he thought.
"I'm gonna go stretch out, Wu-man. Um, you'll take a shower before you come to bed, right?" Duo asked. Wufei gave him a wry look. "Of course. Yuy better not use all the hot water though." Duo gave him a quick kiss and limped off. "I'll just have to warm up the sheets for you then!" he called over his shoulder.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Mmm, do that again, Hee-chan," Duo purred.
Wufei, raven hair loose and damp, walked into the bedroom he shared with his odd partners and was dumbstruck. Duo was in a pair of white silk pjs, sitting between Heero's legs with his back to him amidst the soft blankets. (And of course, Hee-kun wasn't wearing much more than his boxers and a smug smile as he caught Wufei's jealous look)
The room was bathed in soft candlelight and Heero was running a comb slowly through Duo's hair, nuzzling his neck every now and then. Wufei narrowed his dark eyes when Heero looked up from his last nuzzle to stick his tongue out at him. Duo opened his relaxed eyes and smiled at Wufei, holding out a hand to him. "Come join us, Wuffie. This was the other half of my surprise!" Wufei grinned and closed the door behind him with his foot, dropping his towel to go take Duo's offered hand into bed.
As he sat between Duo's legs with his back to him, he closed his eyes and sighed as he felt a comb being gently pulled through his own hair. Heero growled a bit but Wufei let it slide, relishing the feel of his koi's fingers following the teeth of the comb. "I assume we're not just playing with each other's hair?" he asked. Duo smiled and kissed up Wufei's shoulder to his ear. "You know it, Ryuu-chan!" Duo said in a soft, sexy voice, chuckling when the Little Dragon shivered and Heero muttered, "Bakas.." But he reached around to tickle them both, anyway.
*OWARI*
Well, hope you enjoyed this latest installment of pilot threesome life. (I know, out-of-character as hell, but what can I say? I just like writing these three and I'm a fan of shonen-ai/yaoi.) I'll keep going with this, but I can't say how regularly, since I write for about, hmm, three or four other series, too.. 0.o Gomen, I just don't have a lot of time sometimes. Hope you'll still check back from time to time, anyway. Ja, minnasan! =^_^=