Pairings: 2+1, will be 2x1x2 also 4x3/3x4 and 5x13... probably
Warnings: shounen ai/Yaoi. umm maybe a lemon later on in this fics life... oh and me trying to write humor...
Disclaimer:
the voices in my head say I own it. The voices outside my head say I don't

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fine, younger, younger, sheesh. Okay, how's this. Heero is older but he looks younger because after the time he became a genie, his bodies growth came to a halt. Not quite stopped but pretty damn close, because whenever he is in the bottle it's like a suspended animation. He exists but isn't conscious of it. Sow he appears only a few months older than he was when he was human. (a lot of this will get explained later when its appropriate for the story) ANYWAY I still need a beta reader if anyone is interested... just e-mail me or put it in the review. This chapter is really corny and I apologize for that. I just needed to get this chapter out of the way so I could get on with the actual plot. And gomen for it taking so long. I started reading this book and when I was finished I just kept putting this off... Okay, on to something more interesting... Three Wishes Ch. 3^_^

I Wish...


Heero, I wish- that my true love would appear in this room, right now.

Heero nodded, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh. Then he opened his eyes and smiled brightly. Nothing magically appeared. Nothing happened. Nothing at all. Sort of anti climactic if you ask me. Not that anyone did ask me, but I was at least expecting the ground to shake, great beams of light, and some sort of big ominous voice. But no~oo. Everything was quiet until there was an almost inaudible pop'. Almost like a pressure change...

Suddenly, standing in the middle of the room, was a portrait of Wufei, Trowa, and Quatre in frilly, bubble gum pink, dresses. My eyes hurt.

I looked at my genie.



That's not what I wished for.

I can see that.



Yes Trowa?

Get that out of here, now.

Don't know if I can. I sort of gives the room a fun vibe.



Yes Quat?

I'm sure that can't be healthy.

You're probably right.

I turned to Heero. What happened?

He shrugged his shoulders. I don't know... He walked over to the portrait and seemed to be examining it. He ran his fingers over it and shuddered. Then he turned back to me. It's ugly.

Well at least he's honest...

Before I could say anything though, Wufei walked in. He looked at the portrait, blinked a few times, then turned his gaze toward me. Maxwell, I'm taking the rest of the day off. He turned around and walked out the door muttering something about too much stress' and too many drinks at the christmas party'. I'm also pretty sure I heard the word justice in there a few times.

I'll take over his shift then. Trowa said. I suggest, Quatre, that you go try and explain things to Wufei before he signs up for more sessions with his therapist. He turned to me. And Duo?

I pulled my eyes away from the painting. I didn't want to look at it, but I just couldn't not look at it. Sort of like a car accident.

Get rid of that! Trowa pointed at the painting. If it's not out of here by the end of the day. You're fired! Then he walked out of the room followed by Quatre. I think he was serious, which is odd concidering I'm the one who owns the place...

With Trowa and Quat gone, that left Heero and I in the room with what has got to be the scariest thing since the telletubbies. No really, those things scare me.

So how do we get rid of this? Heero asked after what seemed like an eternity of silence.

Can't you just zap it away?

Heero shook his head no'. I can only perform magic when you make a wish.

Well ain't that helpful. Okay, Duo think, think, what do I do with a picture of three men in pink dresses?

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Three hours later found Heero and I on the corner of 21st and Wing street, outside of an art gallery, Mecha'. It was one of those new age art galleries. I had walked in with the portrait carefully hidden under a cloth, so not to scare any customers, and asked the owner if he'd be willing to buy it off my hands. Well he took one look at the thing and turned a deathly pale. But he seemed to think Wufei looked cute so he bought it after I agreed to sell it to him for a low, low price of $10.00. I also had to give him Wufei's name and number... Maybe I should warn the disgruntled Chinese man that a gallery owner by the name of Treize... something, may be calling him. Or not. Wufei needed a surprise in his life once in a while. Though his therapist did say that a shock to the system could be enough to send him over the edge for good but... what does he know?

Duo? Are you sure that we should have sold that instead of throwing it away? Heero moved closer to me as we walked down the street back to my car.

Sure I'm sure. As long as they don't know that I sold it, then no harm done. I gave him my best trust me' smile.

He frowned, I still think we should've thrown it away...

We walked in silence for a while before Heero stopped to adjust the too-big pants he was wearing. They kept sliding down his hips as he moved.

I guess we should get you some new clothes. I watched him try to make the belt even tighter, but at this point it just wasn't helping. The whole scene could not have been any cuter though. But don't tell him that.

Heero gave me a look that said no really? You think I should get some pants that fit? Why, I never even thought of THAT!'. It's amazing that just one look could say so much... or be so sarcastic...

I just smiled and pulled him the rest of the way to my car.

Ten minutes later we were in a decidedly nice store where a lady with too much make-up and a cheesy smile was helping us find something for Hee-chan. He was currently in the dressing room trying on our selections for him. I just hope he knows how to put them on...

So, are you his father? She turned her make-up caked face to me.

I glared. I did NOT look old enough to be his father and what I thought about Heero would definitely not be considered paternal. At least I hope not.





My glare darkened.





Oh, well that's nice. Her cheesy grin would have gotten more cheesy were that to have been possible. And I had thought that you were his lover! She burst into a fit of ear splitting cackles.

What's going on? Heero walked out of the fitting room dressed in black pants and a navy blue sleeveless turtleneck that clung to his body like a second skin.

...A puddle of drool had formed at my feet...

You look-

Stunning! Absolutely gorgeous! Delicious! If you were a pastry I'd eat you! Hell, I'll eat you now! The woman stole the words right out of my mouth.

You do look good Hee-chan. I finally managed.

Heero blushed... I think, because immediately he held up the other items we had chosen. They all fit.

The woman pulled me toward the cash register. Now will you be paying cash or credit? Never mind. She grabbed my wallet out of my hands and started to ring everything up. Is it me or does anybody else think she works on commission?

And are you wearing that home? She asked Heero. Never mind. Of course you are. Pushy, isn't she...

Okay, all set. Here are your bags. She handed me about six bags stuffed to the brim. I added some extra shoes, belts, undergarments, and some other accessories. Don't worry, I also added the .5% discount for buying over $500. Thank you and have a nice day. She practically pushed us out of the store.

The next thing I knew I was standing outside with an equally dazed and confused Heero and six bags of clothing and other things.

Duo, that was really scary.

I know, Hee-chan, I know. Let's go home now.

I didn't take long before Heero and I were back at my house and sitting in the kitchen eating ice cream.

I decided now would be a good time to go over that wish from this morning...

Maybe we should try your wish again? But Heero beat me to it.

Wont that use up another wish? I really wanted to save my last two.

Heero shook his head. No, since I couldn't grant your wish then it doesn't count. You still have three wishes left.

I nodded and repeated the wish. I wish that my true love would appear in this room, right now.

The same thing happened as before, except this time, instead of a hideous painting, I got a big box of Midol'. Well, I'm glad it was something that would be useful. Could you feel the sarcasm?

Try again.

I did.

Now I had a cracked lava lamp...



We repeated the process ten more times, Now I had a shiny fork, a kite, a booblehead Quatre, some dental floss, three different cd's that claimed to help people relax, some toilet paper, and we had somehow ended up on the roof...

Heero I think this wish just isn't going to work.

I think you're right. He yawned. Long and cat like. Performing magic always makes me tired. Again another yawn.

I couldn't help but smile. Go take a nap. You'll need to be rested for tonight.

He finished another yawn and looked at me, confused. What's tonight?

I'm taking you out to dinner.

Heero looked a bit more confused for a moment, then he smiled. Our date.

Yes, now go to sleep so you don't fall asleep on me later.

He nodded and got up to leave before he turned back to me and frowned. How do we get down from here?

I had forgotten. We were still up on the roof.

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la la la la la, I wonder if anyone noticed...

Maho: oi... this chapter is considerably shorter... gomen
Karuya: well why is that?
Maho: cause...
Karuya: ah, and what an excellent answer that is
Kit: ::monotone:: ooh, sarcasm. wow
Kat: ...I hate you all...
Karuya: whatever
Maho: the next chapter will be better and longer, I PROMISE
Karuya: don't make promises you can't keep...
Maho: .
Kit: REVIEW!