Pairings: 2+1, will be 2x1x2. also 3x4/4x3 5x? (not sure yet)
Warnings: YAOI! and a sad attempt at something that could pass as funny.
Disclaimer: Maybe if I had a Hee-genie than I could wish for it and then it would be mine!!! ...but I don't. So I don't own Gundam Wing.
Okay, I was asked why Heero is younger than Duo and the answer is, he's not. In fact he's much, much, older... I couldn't fit into the chapter though so... just read it. Also I'd like to say, HI KARUYA!!!! I told you this was a good idea for a fic! XP Anyway, if anyone could come up with a good idea for a wish I'd greatly appreciate it. I came up with a whole list of them but I don't really like any and most wouldn't fit into the plot very well. The only one I really like is the third one, but can't really use it until the end soo... ... Um also I sort of need a beta reader. If anyone would be willing to help me with either of those problems just e-mail me at DemiGoddessMaho@aol.com.
Three Wishes
Okay I'm sure you all have heard the expression don't judge a book by its cover' and well, for a book, that's a very good saying. I know that I have read some very good books with rather crappie colors and some rather crappie books with good covers. But as I said before, for a book it's a good saying, and only for a book does it work. For people on the other hand judging them by their appearance can be quite a good idea. For one, if a man looks sleazy, is wearing an orange polyester jumpsuit, has little beady eyes, and is drinking a martini like it's water, then chances are he is sleazy. Most of the time that is the case, not always, but a good ninety percent of the time. Some peoples appearances can be misleading and they do turn out to be good people. I have a friend who's looks completely sweet and innocent to almost every person he meets but Iv seen him scare a grown man into crying with a single look. But now I'm getting of the subject. My point is that when a man in a cheap business suit and wearing a gold medallion that looks like it was taken from the eighties walks up to you, then asks you on a date, then run. Just turn and run. See I'd not done that. I had thought, Gee Duo, he's probably got a great personality'. Yeah I wish.
Currently I was on a date with said great personality' guy. He was an accountant. A very boring accountant. Who only liked to talk about boring accountant things. Seriously, this guy should just quit his job and become a porn web site operator. He may even gain a personality.
And then I said if you take the Pearson's account and up it ten fold you may even get a refund! Isn't that funny! ... Dan, Dan, are you listening?
I snapped out of my reverie, much to my disappointment. Huh... oh, my name is Duo...
He didn't hear me. I could tell. We had just gotten the check and I'm pretty sure he started to drool at it, with that glint in his eyes that you get when you remember some inside joke. I once read a joke that involved a check, it also had a duck and a priest. Hold on wait, there was no check in that one... There were some beer nuts though, they were funny.
So I ate the salad and duck and you had the salad, duck and you also ate most of the appetizer so...
Here just take it. I handed him what was probably a fifty and did what I should have done before. I ran from the restaurant like a bat out of hell.
When I finally made it home I slammed the door, locked and bolted it. I take no chances! Heero looked up from the t.v. show he was watching. He was sitting on the couch near the door wearing one of my button down shirts and a pair of socks. There may or may not have been underwear involved. I wasn't sure but I was hoping for the latter. If I didn't know better I would say that he was deliberately trying to turn me on. But as it is I think he was just going for comfortable... I think.
Last night he had explained to me the whole three wishes thing and it was as simple as that, I get three wishes. Who woulda thought? So as long as I still had wishes left he could only grant them to me. Which was good, I mean all those movies where someone gets a genie (which it turns out Heero is) and then some evil person who's only purpose in the whole movie is to steal this genie comes along and... steals the genie... That could have been left unsaid huh? But it really had freaked me out. Then Hee-chan had assured me that was quite impossible. And then I felt better. I am so easy to please...
Have fun on your... uh... thing? Heero asked.
It's called a date and no. No I did not have fun. That guy was just wrong. I shuddered at the memory. It was still too fresh in my mind.
Heero's head tilted and he looked like he was considering something. Maybe you and I should go on a date' next time.
My jaw hit the floor. Had Hee-chan just asked me out? One could only wish. ...Hey! I have a genie! I could... but no. That would be too simple. I should wish for something like world domina- I mean peace. World peace... yeah that's it. That's what I meant.
So Duo, is that okay?
I turned to smile at Heero. Yeah that's okay.
Heero went back to watching t.v. That's when it struck me, I was going on a date with a genie. Or more to the point, I was going on a date with my genie who happened to be Heero. When did things become so... interesting?
Later that night I was sitting on my bed combing my hair out. Ow... ow... ow... When did it get so tangled? Okay now the other half. ...Ow... ow... [1]
Heero walked into my room and gave me an odd look. Are you okay?
I gave him a thumbs up, while I clenched my teeth and brushed through another knot. Is there something you wanted Hee-chan?
He stared down at his feet as if they suddenly became the most interesting thing ever. Are you my boyfriend?
I dropped the comb, or would have, it was sort of stuck on a knot in my hair, but anyway...
Heero took a step back and cringed like he had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Well I was watching this show, after you came back from your date, and well, this guy asked this other guy on a date and then he said that he was his boyfriend and I just thought... He stopped as I started to laugh. Maybe that wasn't the best idea because immediately he backed up further. Was I wrong?
How do I put this? Yes and no. Yes, we are going on a date but, no, I am not your boyfriend.
He looked crestfallen, I was about to say something else when he spoke up.
Have you thought of anything to wish for yet?
That took me by surprise. In all honesty I hadn't really given it much thought. You'd think I would have. I mean I may not have been bathing in money but I liked my life. Good job, strange friends, slightly messy house. I was happy. Not yet, there isn't much I want.
Heero looked like he was considering what I had said before he nodded and headed toward the guest room, I think.
Well that was... odd. I have to say, at some points Heero seemed so naive and innocent and other times he seems much older. Of course that analysis comes from knowing him for about a day. I laid down on my bed, thinking to just go to sleep and hope tomorrow things would be less strange, but as soon as my head hit the pillow the brush I had been using decided to make a comeback and hit my skull. Great...
When I woke up the next morning, the birds were singing, the sun was shining, and all of my maids and butlers were busy working for me because of my great wealth, oh wait, that's someone else's life. Well the sun was shining, but as far as I could tell there were no birds singing, and I was just lying in my bed staring at the ceiling. Another morning for Duo Maxwell. But for some reason the house seemed quieter than it had for the past two days. I had the sudden fear that the last two days had just been a dream and Heero wasn't real.
I was out of bed in record time and opening up the guest bedroom door. No one. Okay now to the living room. I skidded to a stop as I saw Heero sitting on the couch... reading a book. I let out the breath I hadn't known I was holding. Never thought I'd get so worked up over something like that.
Thought of a wish yet? Heero looked up over the book.
No. What are you reading? I walked closer and for the first time saw the cover title. Guilty Pleasures'.[2] Heh... didn't know I still had that...
It's good, do you have the rest? He asked without looking up. He was completely absorbed in the book.
I mumbled a yeah somewhere' and walked toward the kitchen. I need coffee.
At around 11:00 Heero and I were making our way to my place business. Years ago an elderly woman sold me this shop because she hadn't been able to evolve with the times and she was loosing money and fast. She had looked for someone young to take over and I just happened to be that young schmuck. So now little old me owns a coffee house. Properly named Maxwell's House of Coffee'. Does anyone get it? Anyway this is how I met my friends. Well Trowa and Wufei at least. They started out working for me but now the two of them run this place more than I do. In fact sometimes they try to give me orders. The power has gone to their head's. Quatre on the other hand came as a package deal. He came with Trowa... could that be a pun? I think it could be...
Duo, I saw this commercial on tv and it reminds me of your store-. I covered his mouth with my hand. Maybe I should cut down on his tv intake?
Don't say it.
We walked inside and were immediately hit with the aroma of freshly made coffee. Then came Trowa... Duo, what are you doing here?
Well isn't that nice? I own this place and he asks me what I'm doing here?
We all thought that you'd be up in that attic for at least a month sorting through that disaster. Quatre stepped up behind him. We even placed bets. He turned to Wufei. You ow me $50.
Wuffles grunted. Who's the kid? Wufei looked over the counter as he handed a woman a to-go cup.
Heero's eyes narrowed at being called kid'. But he kept quiet and slowly inched closer to me. I think he thought that if he got closer to me they wouldn't notice him.
Uh, guys, I'm not sure how to put this... Why don't be go into the back and I'll try to explain everything?
We all, sans Wufei, he had to work the counter, headed to the back room which served as office, storage, and make out room for Quatre and Trowa when they thought no one was looking.
So who's the kid? Trowa repeated for Wufei.
I'm not a kid! I am 1,537, no 38, years old. You better watch your mouth kid. Heero stuck up his nose, but moved closer still, to me.
Both Quatre and Trowa sported identical looks that said I have no idea how to react to this'. Their eyes were slightly wide and they looked like they were at a cross between laughter and shock. It left them kind of looking like they had just been attacked by rabid squirrels.
Uh... what? Quatre broke the silence that had surrounded us.
Let me explain. I told them everything form the time they had left after cleaning my attic to now. Leaving out only a few thing here and there. In the end they both still had that attacked by rabid squirrels' look.
So you are telling me that this ki- um Heero, is a genie that came out of a bottle that just happened to be sitting in your attic unnoticed for years? Quatre didn't sound all to believing.
I nodded.
Just where did you get this bottle? Trowa asked.
I shrugged. Some of the boxes up there came with the house.
Quatre sighed and shook his head a few times. It looked like he was trying to reason what I had told him. Either that or he was trying to remember the number for the local mental institution from when they had to call it for me before. Which by the was was not a very funny April Fool's joke. It took me almost a month to convince them to let me go and in the end Wufei had to come bail me out. And even then, they almost locked both of us up for good. White coats still made me nervous...
Quatre let out a long sigh. If he- He pointed to Heero. -really is what you say he is, prove it.
I looked at Heero but he only gave me a confused look. What a help.
Fine. Heero, I wish-
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Maho: woohoo! yay!! all new chapter!! Okay, I need help-
Kat: well that's obvious...
Maho: ::evil glare:: As I was aying, I need help to come up with a wish. I just can't seem to think of a good one. If anyone can, please e-mail me at DemiGoddessMaho@aol.com
Karuya: you are such a looser
Maho: so are you
Karuya: no, just you. I'm cool
Maho: says who?
Karuya: The League of Really Cool People
Kit: I thought they disbanded after the Great Identity Crisis Of 95?
Kat: No you would be thinking of the Sosiety of Social Outcasts.
Kit: Ah.
Karuya: *mumbling* you're all loosers!
Kit and Maho: REVIEW!!!
Um just to warn you people, a friend of mine, Tenshi no Ai (she writes Fruits Basket fics) and I agreed, since we are both on the second chapter of our respected fics, that to make sure we both finished these we would only update when the other did so, yeah... if this takes a long time to get out then it's because of that. Though it'll probably be my fault, but anyway...
