Disclaimer: ::whimpers:: Just . . . look back . . . this is the ninth
chapter! Can I stop doing this now? I DON'T OWN IT GOD DAMN IT!
Authors note: Hehe . . . kinky shower scene! Yay! Ok . . . a bit of an exaggeration there! NOT a kinky shower scene! Just a shower scene . . .
Wait and See.
By Bubblegum Thai.
Chapter 9; Bliss.
A beam of hot, white light hit Areia square in the face, causing her to writhe, her hands flying up to shield her delicate blue eyes,
"Tro-wa!" She groaned, "Close the curtains!"
Once no reply came, she waited, turning away from the blinding sunlight. A cool breeze grazed her naked body, chilling pale skin. She shivered, clutching the tip of the sheet in a balled fist, tucking it under her chin. She slipped out of the bed, padding towards the bathroom where the shower could be heard running. Pushing the door open slowly, a sudden wall of steam hit her, the room solid with mist. She moved through it, in search for her love, yet, he was not in sight. She sighed heavily, the sheet following every curve of the front of her body where, it flowed out at the back, dragging along the tiled floor. Unbeknown to her, the shower door opened carefully and suddenly, a pair of muscled arms shot out, grabbing her and pulling her back against the capturer. She screamed for Trowa as he arms flailed, whoever had caught her had training superior to hers, a tanned hand covered her mouth gently and lips brushed against her ear. She relaxed slowly, a hand falling against a familiar thigh. Slowly, he turned her around and smiled wickedly,
"Good morning." He chuckled as she slapped his chest playfully,
"Jerk!" She growled, "Look! You're getting the sheet wet!" She snapped,
"Easily fixed." He said casually, whipping the sheet away and throwing it out of the shower unit, closing the door behind it,
"Well . . . seems simple enough!" She muttered, turning and grabbed the shower gel and a sponge,
"What're you doing?" He asked slyly, gentle, calloused hands sliding up and down toned thighs,
"Uhm . . . showering so I can get ready and meet up with Hilde and Sally! Y'know today is Sally and Wufei's wedding! Don't be silly!"
"Oh . . . you've got PLENTY of time!"
"Oh brother . . ." Areia muttered under her breath, lathering up the sponge, "Look . . . Tro' . . . it's their wedding today, if I'm not there on time . . . I would be letting Sally down! That would make me a terrible friend!"
- - -
"Sally! I am SO sorry that I'm late!" Areia gushed, depositing herself beside sally in the small café, "It's not my fault! Honest! Uh . . . Trowa . . . his . . . uh . . . car wouldn't start? So . . . I had to give him a uh . . . lift! Yeah! I had to give Trowa a ride and uh . . . well . . ." She blushed, shaking her head as Hilde began making shovelling noises and motions opposite,
"Someone had shower sex." Noin stated calmly, "We all know that all the guys are going to YOUR house to PICK-UP Trowa!"
Areia shot her a wicked glare,
"Wrong . . ." Hilde frowned, shuddering slightly,
"But true! I bet!" Sally snickered,
"People! Please! Behave!" Areia sighed, "Ok, so, we're grabbing a coffee here and then going back to mine? By then all the men should've cleared out, right?"
"Wrong." Sally declared, "We are going to yours as soon as Hilde finishes her latte, right, Hilde?"
"Right!"
"I missed drinks?" Areia whimpered,
"That's the price you pay for having a good time with your man!"
"It wasn't MY fault!" Areia protested,
"Uh huh . . . sure . . ." The other three said together. Hilde downed her drink and they set off.
- - -
When Wufei rang the doorbell, Trowa was just towel drying his hair,
So that's what you look like without all that gel! I must be one of the privileged few, ne?"
"Yes. Now, only you, Catherine, Quatre and of course, Areia, have seen me like this. Keep my secret?" Trowa asked with mock nervousness,
"Eh . . . perhaps . . ." Wufei sighed airily, "I take it I'm the first here?"
"Yes. I think Heero is going strait to the hotel anyway. I think he's avoiding the ultimate confrontation with Miss 'Queen of the world' until he really has to."
"I don't think I've ever been here before, Barton." Wufei added casually, looking around the kitchen where he stood,
"It's not really my house. Its Areia's . . . she bought it when we split that one time and shared it with her half-sister . . . but we got back together, Morgan moved out and well . . . here's where we've lived for the last year or so."
"Nice."
Trowa shrugged slightly, disappearing into the downstairs bathroom for a while before reappearing with his usual hair style. Duo was standing next to Wufei, both still in the kitchen and they seemed to be chatting away happily with one another, which, was unusual,
"Well, if Heero's at the hotel, then, I guess that we should get going then." Trowa sighed reluctantly, glancing out the window slightly,
"Barton . . . they're not in the driveway so STOP hovering and let's go!"
"Sorry . . . but . . . it's important!"
"What could possibly so important?" Wufei ground out,
"I didn't say I love you before she left this morning."
". . ." Duo frowned, "So?"
"Well, we always say it, but I made her late . . . sooooooo . . ." He shrugged, "She kissed my cheek and ran out before I could tell her . . ."
Wufei snorted, rolling his eyes,
"You'll see her tonight! For heaven's sake! Let's go!"
The three left, moving towards Trowa's black, sporty little car, as Trowa was about to step in, Areia's red convertible pulled up beside him. She hopped out and hugged him tightly,
"Love you." He whispered, returning the embrace,
"Love you too." She giggled,
"They are getting along so much better nowadays!" Hilde whispered to Noin who nodded in response. Sally leant through the car window, chatting with Wufei. Duo could be heard gagging,
"Tro'! Man! Let's go! I'm gonna barf with all this lovey dovey stuff!"
Trowa rolled his eyes and kissed Areia's forehead,
"Until this evening, where I lead you down the aisle for the first time this year." He winked slightly,
"I know . . ." She murmured, pressing her forehead to his, "This'll give us practise, ne?"
He chuckled, nodding slightly,
"TROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWA!" Duo wailed, "C'mon man! Let's go!"
Trowa kissed her cheek, releasing her before getting back into the car casually.
- - -
That evening, the pavilion was decorated in white and gold what was strung, hung and laid out everywhere to be seen. Trowa entered slowly, looking around in search for the women, he'd been sent, which, had probably not of been wise, as he tended to take his time when meeting up with his fiancé after several hours without,
"Areia." He whispered softly, standing behind a girl who somewhat resembled the one that slept in the same bed as he nightly.
She turned and smirked slightly,
"You polish up pretty good, Tro'." She answered whilst he stood, staring, open mouthed,
"Uhm . . ." He began, looking her up and down. The gown she wore was simplistic. A corset-like bodes that was tight, pushing her breasts up slightly to reveal extra cleavage. Thin straps stretched over slender shoulders where the skirt flowed down in soft, ripple curves. Her hair hung in loose ringlets, thin slithers of metallic gold ribbon were curled into the hair and her make-up was light yet gold and striking, "I . . . uh . . ."
"Just say that she's gorgeous and take her hand." Noin whispered in his ear,
"You look . . ." He whispered, "Beautiful!"
"Thank you. A worthy decoration for your arm, my lord?" She whispered softly,
"I think the better question is, am I good enough for you? You're always beautiful."
She smirked slightly,
"I would kiss you . . . but I can't . . . gold lipstick . . . not good . . ."
"Oh . . . we'll just have to wait, ne?"
She nodded before continuing,
"We must go behind Hilde and Duo. We're wearing gold, they're wearing white. Sally's wearing white also, so we have to go in to co-ordinate and split it up a little bit."
"Fair enough."
"Are you ready?"
"Yes." He paused, looking at her nervous form, "Are you?"
"I guess . . . I don't know why I'm panicking, this isn't MY wedding . . ."
Trowa smiled fondly,
"I know . . . but . . . soon . . . it will be . . ." H smirked slightly as Duo and Hilde began to move in front of them, "Come on, let's go."
- - -
Standing outside of the pavilion, the group of friends had seemed of coupled off. Even Heero and Quatre seemed to be getting a little bit cosy with one another,
"Eh, perhaps it's the champagne?" Duo had whispered to Hilde as they watched the photographer prepare his camera,
"Areia," Sally began, "Could you please go and stand over there, near those trees to see if it's a good spot? Heero thinks that it might be too dark."
Areia nodded, silken curls falling into her face before lifting her skirt carefully as she made her way between the small grouping of trees.
The spot was perfect until a gentle breeze blew the soft pink blossom own from the tops. The thick pink confetti-like blossom swirled around her, dancing. She giggled slightly as the soft texture of each petal tickled her delicate skin, opening her arms, she welcomed the soothing wind, letting it cool her skin,
"It's beautiful . . ." She whispered.
Sally leant towards the photographer whispering softly,
"Could you get a good picture of that, for me please?"
"Sure." He agreed, quickly snapping a picture of Areia dancing in the pink 'rain'.
Trowa walked forwards quietly, snaking up behind her and snaking a pair of arms around her waist, pulling her against him.
She gasped, looking up at him, cupping his face in her hand gently, smiling tenderly,
"Love you." She whispered.
He closed his eyes, breathing softly,
"Love you too . . ." He whispered.
Another picture was taken of the tender moment before Sally began walking towards them, declaring that it was perfect,
"You looked breathtaking . . ." Trowa murmured softly,
"Now you know how I feel all the time." She replied.
He chuckled softly, shaking his head as they parted to take their places in the photo.
- - - To be continued . . .
Well? Cute? Cute?! CUTE?!?! ::snickers:: Look! Two of the price of one! You're special! Actually . . . I've just been typing fast and ff.net wasn't uploading properly yesterday!
Authors note: Hehe . . . kinky shower scene! Yay! Ok . . . a bit of an exaggeration there! NOT a kinky shower scene! Just a shower scene . . .
Wait and See.
By Bubblegum Thai.
Chapter 9; Bliss.
A beam of hot, white light hit Areia square in the face, causing her to writhe, her hands flying up to shield her delicate blue eyes,
"Tro-wa!" She groaned, "Close the curtains!"
Once no reply came, she waited, turning away from the blinding sunlight. A cool breeze grazed her naked body, chilling pale skin. She shivered, clutching the tip of the sheet in a balled fist, tucking it under her chin. She slipped out of the bed, padding towards the bathroom where the shower could be heard running. Pushing the door open slowly, a sudden wall of steam hit her, the room solid with mist. She moved through it, in search for her love, yet, he was not in sight. She sighed heavily, the sheet following every curve of the front of her body where, it flowed out at the back, dragging along the tiled floor. Unbeknown to her, the shower door opened carefully and suddenly, a pair of muscled arms shot out, grabbing her and pulling her back against the capturer. She screamed for Trowa as he arms flailed, whoever had caught her had training superior to hers, a tanned hand covered her mouth gently and lips brushed against her ear. She relaxed slowly, a hand falling against a familiar thigh. Slowly, he turned her around and smiled wickedly,
"Good morning." He chuckled as she slapped his chest playfully,
"Jerk!" She growled, "Look! You're getting the sheet wet!" She snapped,
"Easily fixed." He said casually, whipping the sheet away and throwing it out of the shower unit, closing the door behind it,
"Well . . . seems simple enough!" She muttered, turning and grabbed the shower gel and a sponge,
"What're you doing?" He asked slyly, gentle, calloused hands sliding up and down toned thighs,
"Uhm . . . showering so I can get ready and meet up with Hilde and Sally! Y'know today is Sally and Wufei's wedding! Don't be silly!"
"Oh . . . you've got PLENTY of time!"
"Oh brother . . ." Areia muttered under her breath, lathering up the sponge, "Look . . . Tro' . . . it's their wedding today, if I'm not there on time . . . I would be letting Sally down! That would make me a terrible friend!"
- - -
"Sally! I am SO sorry that I'm late!" Areia gushed, depositing herself beside sally in the small café, "It's not my fault! Honest! Uh . . . Trowa . . . his . . . uh . . . car wouldn't start? So . . . I had to give him a uh . . . lift! Yeah! I had to give Trowa a ride and uh . . . well . . ." She blushed, shaking her head as Hilde began making shovelling noises and motions opposite,
"Someone had shower sex." Noin stated calmly, "We all know that all the guys are going to YOUR house to PICK-UP Trowa!"
Areia shot her a wicked glare,
"Wrong . . ." Hilde frowned, shuddering slightly,
"But true! I bet!" Sally snickered,
"People! Please! Behave!" Areia sighed, "Ok, so, we're grabbing a coffee here and then going back to mine? By then all the men should've cleared out, right?"
"Wrong." Sally declared, "We are going to yours as soon as Hilde finishes her latte, right, Hilde?"
"Right!"
"I missed drinks?" Areia whimpered,
"That's the price you pay for having a good time with your man!"
"It wasn't MY fault!" Areia protested,
"Uh huh . . . sure . . ." The other three said together. Hilde downed her drink and they set off.
- - -
When Wufei rang the doorbell, Trowa was just towel drying his hair,
So that's what you look like without all that gel! I must be one of the privileged few, ne?"
"Yes. Now, only you, Catherine, Quatre and of course, Areia, have seen me like this. Keep my secret?" Trowa asked with mock nervousness,
"Eh . . . perhaps . . ." Wufei sighed airily, "I take it I'm the first here?"
"Yes. I think Heero is going strait to the hotel anyway. I think he's avoiding the ultimate confrontation with Miss 'Queen of the world' until he really has to."
"I don't think I've ever been here before, Barton." Wufei added casually, looking around the kitchen where he stood,
"It's not really my house. Its Areia's . . . she bought it when we split that one time and shared it with her half-sister . . . but we got back together, Morgan moved out and well . . . here's where we've lived for the last year or so."
"Nice."
Trowa shrugged slightly, disappearing into the downstairs bathroom for a while before reappearing with his usual hair style. Duo was standing next to Wufei, both still in the kitchen and they seemed to be chatting away happily with one another, which, was unusual,
"Well, if Heero's at the hotel, then, I guess that we should get going then." Trowa sighed reluctantly, glancing out the window slightly,
"Barton . . . they're not in the driveway so STOP hovering and let's go!"
"Sorry . . . but . . . it's important!"
"What could possibly so important?" Wufei ground out,
"I didn't say I love you before she left this morning."
". . ." Duo frowned, "So?"
"Well, we always say it, but I made her late . . . sooooooo . . ." He shrugged, "She kissed my cheek and ran out before I could tell her . . ."
Wufei snorted, rolling his eyes,
"You'll see her tonight! For heaven's sake! Let's go!"
The three left, moving towards Trowa's black, sporty little car, as Trowa was about to step in, Areia's red convertible pulled up beside him. She hopped out and hugged him tightly,
"Love you." He whispered, returning the embrace,
"Love you too." She giggled,
"They are getting along so much better nowadays!" Hilde whispered to Noin who nodded in response. Sally leant through the car window, chatting with Wufei. Duo could be heard gagging,
"Tro'! Man! Let's go! I'm gonna barf with all this lovey dovey stuff!"
Trowa rolled his eyes and kissed Areia's forehead,
"Until this evening, where I lead you down the aisle for the first time this year." He winked slightly,
"I know . . ." She murmured, pressing her forehead to his, "This'll give us practise, ne?"
He chuckled, nodding slightly,
"TROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWA!" Duo wailed, "C'mon man! Let's go!"
Trowa kissed her cheek, releasing her before getting back into the car casually.
- - -
That evening, the pavilion was decorated in white and gold what was strung, hung and laid out everywhere to be seen. Trowa entered slowly, looking around in search for the women, he'd been sent, which, had probably not of been wise, as he tended to take his time when meeting up with his fiancé after several hours without,
"Areia." He whispered softly, standing behind a girl who somewhat resembled the one that slept in the same bed as he nightly.
She turned and smirked slightly,
"You polish up pretty good, Tro'." She answered whilst he stood, staring, open mouthed,
"Uhm . . ." He began, looking her up and down. The gown she wore was simplistic. A corset-like bodes that was tight, pushing her breasts up slightly to reveal extra cleavage. Thin straps stretched over slender shoulders where the skirt flowed down in soft, ripple curves. Her hair hung in loose ringlets, thin slithers of metallic gold ribbon were curled into the hair and her make-up was light yet gold and striking, "I . . . uh . . ."
"Just say that she's gorgeous and take her hand." Noin whispered in his ear,
"You look . . ." He whispered, "Beautiful!"
"Thank you. A worthy decoration for your arm, my lord?" She whispered softly,
"I think the better question is, am I good enough for you? You're always beautiful."
She smirked slightly,
"I would kiss you . . . but I can't . . . gold lipstick . . . not good . . ."
"Oh . . . we'll just have to wait, ne?"
She nodded before continuing,
"We must go behind Hilde and Duo. We're wearing gold, they're wearing white. Sally's wearing white also, so we have to go in to co-ordinate and split it up a little bit."
"Fair enough."
"Are you ready?"
"Yes." He paused, looking at her nervous form, "Are you?"
"I guess . . . I don't know why I'm panicking, this isn't MY wedding . . ."
Trowa smiled fondly,
"I know . . . but . . . soon . . . it will be . . ." H smirked slightly as Duo and Hilde began to move in front of them, "Come on, let's go."
- - -
Standing outside of the pavilion, the group of friends had seemed of coupled off. Even Heero and Quatre seemed to be getting a little bit cosy with one another,
"Eh, perhaps it's the champagne?" Duo had whispered to Hilde as they watched the photographer prepare his camera,
"Areia," Sally began, "Could you please go and stand over there, near those trees to see if it's a good spot? Heero thinks that it might be too dark."
Areia nodded, silken curls falling into her face before lifting her skirt carefully as she made her way between the small grouping of trees.
The spot was perfect until a gentle breeze blew the soft pink blossom own from the tops. The thick pink confetti-like blossom swirled around her, dancing. She giggled slightly as the soft texture of each petal tickled her delicate skin, opening her arms, she welcomed the soothing wind, letting it cool her skin,
"It's beautiful . . ." She whispered.
Sally leant towards the photographer whispering softly,
"Could you get a good picture of that, for me please?"
"Sure." He agreed, quickly snapping a picture of Areia dancing in the pink 'rain'.
Trowa walked forwards quietly, snaking up behind her and snaking a pair of arms around her waist, pulling her against him.
She gasped, looking up at him, cupping his face in her hand gently, smiling tenderly,
"Love you." She whispered.
He closed his eyes, breathing softly,
"Love you too . . ." He whispered.
Another picture was taken of the tender moment before Sally began walking towards them, declaring that it was perfect,
"You looked breathtaking . . ." Trowa murmured softly,
"Now you know how I feel all the time." She replied.
He chuckled softly, shaking his head as they parted to take their places in the photo.
- - - To be continued . . .
Well? Cute? Cute?! CUTE?!?! ::snickers:: Look! Two of the price of one! You're special! Actually . . . I've just been typing fast and ff.net wasn't uploading properly yesterday!
