A couple of hours had passed, who knows where the letter had been by this time. It was finally suppertime in the big mansion and the letter had not reached any of the other Gundam Pilots or the girls.
Thus Starts: Valentine's Day Showdown
Ch. 2; Eccentric Evening-mealIt was finally suppertime, 5:30pm; Relena had invited everyone to a private Valentine's Day meal in her grand dinning-hall. Milliardo and Noin, her brother and sister in-law, had flown in to join them and had naturally taken the places at the ends of the large table. Relena, Hilde and Heero were next to wander in after a full day of shopping. They rather would have sat up on Noin's end of the vast table but Milliardo had waylaid them into sitting by him. They all knew full well that Heero and Milliardo would be in a heated disagreement before dessert. It may be sooner than that if the others didn't show up soon.
Wufei popped his head in the room and asked if anyone had seen Quatre, at the negative reply he was about to continue on his search when he noticed Heero was sitting on Milliardo's left side. He realized this would probably be the most entertainment he had all month and sat down next to Noin, on the same side of the table Heero was on.
Heero kept glancing at Relena in confusion. There was something he was trying to figure out but the solution kept eluding him. Relena's expression matched his in confusion, but she was only confused as to why he kept looking at her in confusion. (Is anyone confused by that sentence?)
Milliardo, bewildered to why Heero kept looking at his sister was getting extremely angry and protective, as brothers do. He would have confronted Heero about it but he promised Noin he wouldn't pick any fights, or he supposed it was the couch for him. He looked down the long table to his beautiful wife and decided not making a scene was worth it if it made her happy.
Duo wandered into the room exclaiming he was there so it was time to eat. He quickly apologized as Hilde shot him an exasperated look, one that said she would kill him if he did it again. He sat across from his furious girl and grin cheezily at her. She couldn't help but stop pretending to be angry and smile back to him.
Dorothy, Catherine, and Sally strolled into the room next and took their spots in the obvious pattern developing. Sally looked a bit surprised that Wufei not only showed up without force but had also gotten there before she did. Maybe he was turning over a new leaf.
"Do you have my surprise yet Wufei?" She knew she was goading him but she didn't believe he had anything planned - at all.
"Of course I do Onna, don't be so impatient. I'm as cool as a cucumber, and I'm the one waiting for it to arrive. That reminds me, have you seen Quatre." Sally shook her head no and he repeated the question to everyone else at the table. At their negative replies he started to complain about how hard it could be to find a rich Gundam pilot.
At this time the pilot in question was breathing into a paper bag. His best friend Trowa was leaning over his shoulder in worry. He had just pulled his hyperventilating friend out of his floral shop of a car. Trowa had quickly pulled his new hair products out of a paper bag and handed it to his friend to breath in and out of.
*Inhale*
"What happened?"
*Exhale* "I think I may be allergic to roses." *Sneezes.*
Trowa sympathetically patted his friend on the shoulder as the poor blonde finally got control of his lungs. They realized they were late for supper but Quatre's health was more important than the girls' wrath. They knew Relena wouldn't be upset but Dorothy, Catherine, and maybe even Duo would be.
Trowa had wanted to fix his hair with a shiny new shampoo to signify the occasion, hence the paper bag with hair products in it. He turned around to pick up his new hair products only to find they weren't there. He did catch a glimpse of a mangy little puppy running away with something that looked suspiciously like a shampoo bottle in its mouth.
Grumbling about stupid dogs he turned around and helped his buddy into the house. As they neared the dinning room they heard Wufei demanding to know where the 'heck' Quatre was. They passed a gilded mirror hanging in the hallway and Quatre gasped at his disheveled appearance. He whipped a comb out of deep blue Nike spring jacket and ran it through his disarray of hair, he then flipped his hair over and re-messed it up so it didn't look like he had been out in a hurricane, just sexily windblown. Trowa growled something about people thinking he was bad with his hair. To let truth be known the only Gundam pilot who didn't care about his appearance was Heero, and girls flocked all over him for it.
Just as they sat down for supper the grandfather clock in the hallway chimed for six o'clock. It was as if it was foreboding this would be the craziest meal they had yet this year. This prediction also included the Christmas meal where Quatre stripped on a table. (Read This Is Not My Day for more) A shiver went through the spines of everyone at the table for no apparent reason.
Finally the appetizers came, Relena had left the decision for the food up to her cook, and she only said to try to find romantic food. And that would be the reason pink oyster soup was set in front of them. Relena looked down at the dyed pink substance and took a dainty sip off of her spoon.
Down the table Wufei was stubbornly claiming he would not eat anything pink in colour. He was NOT a woman! Everyone else seemed to be eating normally until we got to Duo; he was practically inhaling his soup. Hilde was looking at Duo with a slight grin on her face. She leaned over and whispered in Relena's ear.
"Remember that article in last month's Cosmo about if you were going to get to a man through his stomach you should use certain foods that are stimulants?"
"Oh yes, I'd forgotten about that. Aphrodisiac foods I think they're called." She looked at her food. "Oh dear, one of them was oysters wasn't it?"
"I think it was, do you think this is intentional?"
"We'll have to see what else is served, I didn't mean this when I said romantic."
Heero looked at the soup he had just been enjoying moments before. He should have learned by now not to read lips when women decided to whisper to each other, the things they usually said were things he didn't really want to know. They were whispering for a reason he reminded himself, it was completely his fault he was now disgusted by his food. He pushed his bowl away from him around the same time Relena did.
Duo had convinced Wufei to let him have the swordsman's strangely coloured soup. On his way back to his seat with the full bowl in his hands, Duo almost tripped over his own two feet. He stopped the soup from spilling but accidentally pushed Trowa's head into his soup. Trowa came up sputtering with little pieces of oyster dripping off of his bangs. It took three napkins to wipe it all off.
Duo finished Wufei's soup in record time; he then started in on Heero's bowl that was sitting neglected next to him. Hilde was barely keeping herself from laughing, Relena was shaking her head in amusement, and Heero was looking at Duo in repulsion.
"Duo, you do realize there are other courses after this one right?"
"Of course I do! I just love chicken soup."
Relena and Hilde started to cough simultaneously, trying to hide the fact they were laughing; Heero shook his head in pity. Duo sighed and pushed away his third plate as the kitchen staff came and changed the dishes. The main course was just as girlishly colored as the appetizers were. Wufei grumbled about it may as well be dyed green and it would be like green-eggs and ham. Relena did not like this insult on her cook's judgment for romantic food, even though she was starting to question it herself.
The steak wasn't well done, giving it a pinkish tinge on the inside, all except Milliardo, whose steak was burnt to a crisp. So much so it crumbled when he tried to cut it. He quickly switched plates with Heero, who pretended he didn't notice because he was too busy looking at Relena. Heero popped a piece of charred steak in his mouth, chewed, swallowed and looked a bit delighted at the taste.
He looked at Relena and mouthed, "Just like ZERO use to cook it." Relena winked and mouthed back she was glad he liked it. Relena took a bite of baked potatoes with veins of red running through it just as a plopping sound was heard from down the table. They all looked at Trowa just in time to see his bangs collapse and smash his forkful of rose tinted cauliflower against his burgundy turtleneck sweater.
Duo turned around fast, laughing his butt off at his friend and his braid swung across the table and smacked Hilde in the head. It came back around and hit a blinded Trowa smack in his hair-covered face. As if the hand of humour and bad luck was the thing to slap Trowa in the face the next happenings were of ill-grace and bad luck, two things of which Trowa is usually known to lack.
To prevent himself from falling Trowa grabbed on to the chairs of his friends on either side of him. He was lucky to be able to see the chairs through his collapsed bangs, maybe he had retained a bit of his luck today. The occupants in the chairs on either side of him had not expected this and therefore went down with Trowa, today just wasn't Trowa's day. Each of his friends grabbed on to the chair beside them. This resulted in four of them falling down and Heero jumping to his feet quickly.
A chair broke, a plate smashed and somehow a steak flew through the air and landed on Quatre's head. Four pride wounded pilots staggered to their feet and righted their chairs. Wufei, not noticing his was broken sat back down in it and collapsed as hard as Trowa's hair did. Milliardo picked up his wine glass and gulped down the sweet liquid. Today was going to be one of those days.
They got through the next part of the meal with a minimal amount of problems. Trowa had tucked his bangs behind his ears and continue to eat as if nothing had happened. Milliardo had drunk a great deal of wine to block out the happenings in the room, especially his sister and rival making love-stricken eyes at each other, and as a result was quite tipsy.
Dessert came along as large plates filled with strawberry cheesecake, chocolate mousse and real chocolates and strawberries smothered atop the delight. Duo's eyes grew wide and he almost swooned with love. Hilde muttered to Relena if only he would look at her like that. Relena suggested she make herself into a walking dessert just for him. The thought was pondered.
Relena picked a chocolate off her plate and leaned across the table. She held it up daintily between two fingers and offered it to Heero.
"Here. I know it's your favorite." Heero brought her hand to his mouth and bit into the chocolate. His tongue flicked out and slid between her fingers, bringing the tips and all the chocolate into his mouth. Relena made a cute little purring sound in the back of her throat and down the table some of the girls sighed in envy. Milliardo saw red. He stood up quickly to confront Heero and instead collapsed drunk into his creamy dessert. Noin sighed and helped her husband to his feet; it was time for someone to go to bed. On her way out of the room she winked at Relena, urging her to continue, but the moment seemed to be lost.
Duo had finished inhaling his sweets and had started to pick at Relena's. Heero swatted his hand away twice until Relena finally took pity on the hungry fool and handed her dish over. Duo started to make short work of it as Relena sat back and surveyed the table.
"I have a great idea. Why don't we girls go do a little girl bonding and a few manicures while you guys have a few hours to yourself? Then we can meet up later." Encouraging sounds were made around the room, coupled with the sound of Duo slurping a drop of chocolate mousse off his chin. So the girls left the table and headed for Relena's mini-health spa and the guys all went their separate ways, except for Duo, who started to eat the leftovers around the table.
Heero ran out the door, hopped in his car and sped away from the castle as fast as he legally (ok, illegally) could. Quatre was busy in a conversation about the evils of hair gel with Trowa, so Wufei wandered out the door. What met his eye had him almost screaming for joy. In the backseat of some fancy car parked in the driveway were at least 12 dozen roses. Wufei hurried over, believing the roses were a gift from the gods. He stepped on a bottle of hail-gel and it squirted up his pant leg. The stuff was evil!
A little puppy ran up and bit Wufei's pant leg. For all his gruffness he did have a soft spot for canines, and he didn't want to hurt the poor thing too badly by kicking it off. The cute little thing let go soon and sniffed Wufei's leg. Wufei grunted and reached down to pet it. Before he could blink the puppy lifted his leg and peed all over the now pissed-off irate man.
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This is the second installment of my Valentine's Day special fic. Watch out for chapter 3 coming soon. I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you liked it why not check out my other stories;
1) This Is Not My Day (GW)
2) Must I Kill You? (GW)
3) The Clinic's Therapy (GW)
4) Preventor Grapevine (GW)
5) Shadow Man, The Dawn (CCS)
6) Clow Tablets, A Journey Around The World (CCS)
7) I'm Not In Love With Heero Yuy!! (GW)
8) Everything I Do (GW)
Thank You for reading and please review.
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For more hilarious excitement read This Is Not My Day…. NEW CHAPTER COMPLETE.