PART 10
The last and indeed final part of this fic. It's the morning after the night before. I've always wondered about that saying. Can it be the morning after anything other than night before? I mean it couldn't be the morning after Tuesday night 4 weeks ago except today in the present, could it?
Trowa: stares at author dubiously and then slaps her
Me: thanks for that, I needed it.
Now a disclaimer, who hasn't done it yet? Trowa!
Trowa: … do I really need to say it?
Me: Yes. Glares until he does it
Trowa: sighs Lucas does not own us, Gundam Wing or anything associated with it. She does not even own self-dignity.
Me: opens mouth to retort, then realises it's true *shrugs*
Quatre: Don't sue, okay, it's mean. Author nods along in the background
Me: And once again it's time for a song from Duo:
Duo: is pashing vigorously with Heero in a corner
Me: Okay… a song from Wufei.
Wufei: merely stares at author until she hides behind Trowa
Me: from behind Trowa on with the story…
Videotapes.
Heero snorted and shifted a bit. He didn't open his eyes. He had woken up very suddenly and he wasn't sure why. He dared to crack one eye open. His vision was filled with the image of one violet eye.
"Urk!" Heero yelled as he jumped. Duo gave a strangled yelp and toppled off the bed.
"What the fuck?" Heero gasped as he clutched at his chest. Duo's eyes and nose appeared over the side of the bed.
"Why did you do that?" Heero asked incredulously to the top half of Duo's head.
"I was waiting for you to wake up," was the simple reply.
"Like that?" Heero asked, relaxing a bit and falling back onto his elbows. Duo leapt up onto the bed and sat down next to him. Heero noted that Duo had put his boxers back on. Heero raised a brow.
"How long have you been up?" he questioned as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
"Not long, I couldn't really sleep because I really, really needed the toilet, so I got up," Duo replied as he began plaiting his long hair into a messy morning braid.
"Thought it was unusual for you to be up before me," Heero said as he glanced at his bedside clock. 10:30, it was a miracle that Duo was up.
"Speaking of the bathroom, I have to depart," Heero said, turning his glance back to Duo. Duo gave him a wide grin and a thumbs up.
Heero slipped out of the bed.
"Eep!" Duo made the small noise. Heero glanced at him, wondering what had caused the outburst, then he realised he wasn't wearing anything. He smirked.
"This sight shouldn't bother you anymore really, should it?" Heero said as he looked at Duo over his shoulder.
"Who said it bothered me?" Duo said with a feral smile.
"Now don't get any ideas, I need to use the bathroom," Heero said as he backed away from Duo hastily. The violet-eyed boy was looking very hungry and was inching towards Heero in a very cat-like manor. Heero turned and bolted out of the door. Duo jumped up and followed.
Wufei wandered out of his bedroom door pulling a very sleepy Treize along after him.
"So early," Treize moaned a little.
"Shush," Wufei said firmly, "it's time for breakfast." Treize moaned again but continued to follow the Chinese pilot. Wufei looked down the hall and saw 2 people running at him. Heero sped past with Duo hot on his heels. Wufei blinked a couple of times, trying to stop the thoughts that were progressing in his head. Treize was not helpful.
"Wasn't Yuy naked?" Treize asked interestedly as he looked back at the #1 and #2 pilots as they ran and skidded into the bathroom. Wufei made a strangled noise and clapped his hand over his nose as it started to bleed profusely. Treize looked at his lover, a little shocked. Treize walked sedately over to the bathroom and knocked on the door. Duo popped his head out and looked at him enquiringly.
"Wufei saw Yuy naked…" Treize began to explain. Duo's head retreated suddenly and came back holding some tissues.
"Er… thanks…" Treize said. Duo grinned and slammed the door shut.
Treize walked back to Wufei and handed him the tissues.
"Does your nose bleed a lot at the sight of naked men?" Treize asked amused. This earned him an icy glare as they continued to make their way downstairs.
Trowa yawned widely and pulled the body of Quatre closer to him. Quatre sighed happily and allowed his back to be pressed up close to his friend's… no his lover's body. He smiled widely.
"And what exactly are you smiling about my little one?" Trowa questioned sleepily as he surveyed the smile through his barely opened eyes.
"Nothing much," Quatre replied, turning around to face him, "I'm just happy is all."
Trowa smiled and shut his eyes again. Quatre grinned and kissed his cheek as he leant over to check the time.
"Kuso!" he yelled suddenly and leapt out of bed.
"Geh?" Trowa said blearily as the force of Quatre leaping sent him toppling over the edge of the bed.
"It's 10:30! 10:30!" Quatre was yelling as he scrabbled about looking for his boxers, "I should have been up an hour ago, at least, to get started on the breakfast, Wufei and Heero will most definitely be up, you would have been too," Quatre screeched as he continued to race around the room, he paused suddenly to add, "That is, if you hadn't been here with me."
Trowa yawned and watched the prince run around in a frenzied manner. He had a sudden stroke of brilliance. He got back into bed and slid over to Quatre's side. He then proceeded to lean over and pull out what appeared to be a hotplate and a pot on top of it. He leant over again and pulled out a couple of china cups. He then poured one cup for himself and another cup. He lifted the cup up.
"Quatre," he said coaxingly.
"What, what, what is it?" Quatre said as he hopped across the room attempting to put on his boxers on the move.
"Have a cup of tea," Trowa said sweetly. Quatre stopped hopping abruptly to look at Trowa, he then promptly fell over as his legs were in a tangle in his boxers. Quatre watched him closely. Trowa smiled and took a small sip.
"Mmm, good," he said, teasingly. Quatre growled a little in the base of his throat. Trowa just had time to put the teapot on the hotplate, and place that and the cups on the floor, before Quatre leapt on top of him.
Heero and Duo made their way out of the bathroom.
Heero shook his head, "I didn't know you knew how to do that," he said incredulously, as he looked at Duo with wide eyes. Duo grinned widely.
"I didn't," he answered simply.
"But then how did you… ?" Heero began to ask.
"Haven't you ever just followed your instincts?"
Heero snorted with laughter and glanced at Duo sideways through his lashes.
"So you're instincts lead you… there… do they?" he asked as he slung an arm around Duo's shoulders.
Duo grinned again, "Looks like it, doesn't it?" he said with and even wider smile.
"Lucky me," Heero answered, smiling as well, "It was nice of you to get me a robe."
It was Duo's turn to laugh, "It was hanging on the back of the door, you know what Quatre's like, he doesn't want anyone to be put out or anything, he's prepared for every eventuality."
Heero raised an eyebrow.
"Let's get dressed," Heero said as they walked along the corridor.
"Let me stop off at my room and get some clothes," Duo said as he dragged Heero towards his door.
"What? You mean you're not going to be wearing that very fetching outfit that you wore last night at the party?" Heero said in pseudo shock.
Duo quirked an eyebrow as he let himself into the room and Heero followed. He gingerly picked his way over to what could possibly be a chair, if it wasn't underneath a pile of clothes, and sat down. Duo had bounded over to the wardrobe and was rummaging inside.
"So, you liked my party outfit did you?" Duo's voice said from the depths of the wardrobe.
"Oh yeah," Heero said, "I thought it was very… sexy."
Duo whipped around with a pile of clothes in his hands and narrowed his eyes at Heero.
"Oh you did, did you?" Duo said quietly. Heero smirked.
"Yeah."
"I'll have to remember that then," Duo answered as he leapt over to the door. Heero picked his way over as Duo opened the door to let them out.
"Come on braided one, let's get to my room and get dressed. Did you remember a OUCH!" Heero said as he rubbed his ass. He looked at Duo who was grinning and holding a large flat backed brush.
"… Brush," Heero finished with a grin, "Come on, you clown, we'll never get ready at this rate."
Heero and Duo wandered into Heero's room to get ready.
"Mmm," Quatre said as he looked at Trowa, who merely smirked, "Who knew that tea could taste even better after sex."
"Well," said Trowa, thought fully, as he took a sip from his own cup, "now we know don't we."
"Yes, and now may I get dressed without you tempting me?" he questioned as he drained his cup delicately and got up.
"Of course little one, but I must ask you for my boxers, so I may go and get dressed myself."
Quatre gave him a playful smile and picked up the green boxers.
"You want these do you?"
Trowa raised an eyebrow, "Give them here Quatre, or I'll, how do you say, 'delay' you, even longer than I did before."
Quatre laughed out loud and threw the boxers to Trowa, who caught them gracefully. He slid out of bed and Quatre couldn't help the involuntary gasp that escaped his lips. Trowa really was a beautiful sight, all tall and lean and tan. Quatre smiled to himself, 'I am lucky,' he thought, 'to have such a beautiful being for a boyfriend.'
Trowa slipped on the boxers and turned to watch Quatre bustling around the room. A slight smile played on his lips. He had never seen anything so beautiful in all his life. Quatre was his idea of perfection, though he knew he was unable to say those words to the alabaster prince. He would try to show it to him in the way he loved him, physically and emotionally. 'I just hope that I can express just how much I really love Quatre,' he thought to himself, 'so that Quatre will understand just how much he means to me.'
He smiled fully and wandered over to him. He gave him a quick kiss on the back of his neck, causing Quatre to look at him enquiringly.
"I will see you downstairs soon," he said and Quatre smiled a dazzling smile at him. Trowa departed the room and Quatre grinned to himself. He felt bad about what he was thinking of doing, but it was just too good of an opportunity to pass up.
"Now," he said to himself as he pulled on a clean white shirt, "where did I put that video camera?"
Heero was fully dressed in trademark green tank top, but had opted for jeans instead of spandex. He was sat against the headboard of his bed and watching a fully clothed Duo brushing his hair vigorously. He was fascinated by every stroke, the way the hair rose to meet the brush, the way it gleamed and swayed. He stared, transfixed, by the back of Duo's head.
"Duo?" Heero said tentatively.
"Yes?" Duo said as he turned to survey Heero, he pulled the mound of hair over his shoulder and continued brushing.
"May I…" Heero began and he faltered, he glanced down nervous, most unlike him, and glanced up again. Duo frowned, puzzled. This was not normal Heero behaviour and he was a little worried.
"May I…" he began again. He took a deep breath and swallowed, "May I… brush your hair?"
Heero searched Duo's face nervously. He looked shocked and a little taken aback. Heero felt disappointment course through him.
Duo was shocked by Heero's request. Who would have thought it, not Duo Maxwell, that was for sure. Duo watched Heero's anxious face fall in disappointment. He couldn't help it, he grinned. He was actually delighted by Heero's request.
Heero watched Duo's face split into a beautiful smile.
"Of course you can brush my hair koi, I'd love it."
Heero smiled widely and took the proffered brush from Duo. He scooted up to behind Duo and began brushing his hair lovingly.
Duo was surprised by Heero. For someone who appeared to revel in the lack of a brush, as Heero's hair was never ever tidy, Heero's hair brushing abilities seemed to be excellent. He was running the brush through the hair with strong, deft strokes, while pulling it lovingly back with his fingers. Duo felt himself relax under the brush strokes. There was nothing like having your hair brushed.
Heero marvelled at the silky smooth hair. It ran through his fingers like water and fell into rippling waves like a cascading waterfall. He would never say those words to Duo, because then Duo would think his some kind of romantic poetic type person, and he most certainly wasn't.
Duo sighed, "Ok, ok, stop, I have to braid my hair."
Duo laughed at the pouty expression on Heero's face when he turned around to get the brush.
"If I let you brush my hair anymore I'll get so relaxed that I'll fall asleep," Duo explained. Heero grinned as he watched Duo plait his hair neatly.
"Come on, breakfast," Heero said as he pulled Duo up and out of the door. They reached the stairs and Duo looked down them disapprovingly. All of a sudden a gleam lit his eyes.
"Wait here Heero," Duo said as he raced off down the corridor. Heero was confused, but obediently waited at the top of stairs. He saw Duo running back with something in his arms.
"The easy way down," Duo pronounced as he waved the sleeping bag at Heero. Heero raised an eyebrow as Duo ran appraising eye down Heero's body, scrutinizing him.
"You're heavier, I think," Duo said suddenly, "because you've got bigger shoulders and you're more muscley than you let on, so I'll get in first."
Duo wriggled into the bag and looked expectantly at Heero.
"What?" Heero asked. Duo sighed loudly and rolled his eyes.
"Get in behind me. Sit behind and straddle your legs around me, and then we can go."
Heero snorted but did as he was told.
"Ok you ready? We're gonna bottom shimmy to the edge of the step and then gravity will do the rest."
Heero complied with the orders and they wriggled up to the edge.
"Here we go," Duo exclaimed as they began sliding down the stairs.
Wufei and Treize had reached the bottom of the stairs. Treize looked around expectantly.
"Which one's the kitchen then my little dragon, as you know, I don't know my way around very well."
Wufei snorted at him and led him to the nearest doorway. There was a sudden ping sound and they turned around to find Trowa wandering out of some ornate looking doors, with a bemused Quatre behind him.
"Found the lifts," Trowa intoned shortly.
"I didn't realise they were actual doors," Quatre murmured, "I thought they were just painted onto the wall for decoration."
Trowa gave Quatre an amused look before grabbing his hand and pulling him into the kitchen. Wufei noticed that Quatre was holding something in one of his hands as he watched Treize follow the two into the kitchen. He stood just outside the doorway and scrutinized Quatre.
"What is that in your hand Winner?"
Quatre looked up questioningly and then down to his hand, "Oh this," he stated with a small smile, "It's my video camera, I had someone video some parts of last night's party. I thought we could all watch it after breakfast," he finished. There were noises of agreement. Quatre shifted his gaze and gave Treize a quick look. Treize gave an almost imperceptible wink back, as acknowledgement.
"Where are Heero and Duo?" Quatre asked, "I thought Heero, for sure, would have been down by now." Everyone shrugged.
"I expect Yuy has been obstructed by Maxwell," Wufei scoffed. Everyone turned to look at him.
"You know how much of a hindrance Maxwell can beEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…"
Everyone stared at the open doorway. Wufei had been there just one second ago. It was like they blinked and he was gone.
"What just happened?" Quatre asked, shocked, at the same time that Trowa snorted with suppressed laughter, while Treize burst into gales of it.
"Did you not see little one?" Trowa said over Treize's laughter, "Maxwell and Yuy, apparently, decided to take a quick way down the stairs."
Quatre looked confused until he heard something at the end of the hall smash.
He sighed, "I knew I shouldn't have put another vase at the end of that hall."
Treize was still rocking with mirth at the kitchen table.
"How come I couldn't see it?" Quatre asked, "Last time Duo did that I watched them go whizzing by the doorway."
"It's happened before?" Treize managed to choke through his laughter. He then laughed even harder.
"It wasn't quite the same last time," Trowa said with an amused smile, "The reason you couldn't see is because the extra weight of Heero caused the bag to go extra fast. I only just caught a glimpse myself," he addressed to Quatre.
At that point Wufei came stalking in. His eyes were wide and angry and his frame was stiff. In short, he was livid. Treize, who had been calming his laughter down, took one look at Wufei and laughed with renewed vigour. Wufei glared an icy glare and then sat down at the kitchen table and silently fumed. Heero came in with an amused expression and he was also half-supporting Duo, who was unable to walk properly due to excessive mirth. He was laughing a little hysterically and there were tears streaming down his face. Heero placed Duo down onto a chair at the table opposite Treize and smiled.
"Injustice," Wufei hissed at Duo, who merely continued laughing.
"So… breakfast," Quatre said briskly as he turned and gathered together some necessary utensils, "Porridge I think will do nicely this morning."
Quatre busied himself with the food and Trowa set about making the coffee and the tea.
Treize had managed to control his laughter, as had Duo and they were both sat there, breathing rather heavily. Wufei glared again and then laid his head on his arms and groaned in misery and annoyance. Treize looked up at exactly the time as Duo did and since they were opposite each other, they caught one another's eyes. Duo snorted, trying to repress his laughter, and this set Treize off, closely followed by Duo. Heero rolled his eyes. He stalked over to Duo and planted a big kiss on his lips. Duo stopped laughing at once. Wufei had applied a different method of laughter control on Treize, and was throttling him. Trowa calmly walked over placed the coffee and tea on the table and separated Wufei's hands from Treize's neck.
"Porridge in the living room I think," Quatre said as he placed the bowls on the table, "so we can watch the video of last night."
Everyone gathered their food and coffee or tea and made their way into the living room. They chose places to sit and settled themselves as Quatre enlisted Heero's help to link up the video camera with the television.
"Ok, here we go," Quatre said as he pressed play and the screen flicked to life. He settled himself next to Trowa whilst Heero sat next to Duo on the couch. They watched people milling about and then they saw the cameraman zoom in on Heero, who was stood next to some plants. He seemed to be hiding himself.
"There's Master Heero now," a deep voice sounded from the T.V.
"Rashid was filming… most of the time," Quatre added with a swift smile at Duo, who grinned back quickly.
They continued watching. All of a sudden there was a large flash of pink on the screen and just as quickly Heero was engulfed in it.
"Ack!" the Heero on the screen sounded. Everyone cringed at the sight of Relena throwing herself upon Heero. Heero had decided to cover his eyes with his hands so he didn't have to see. Then they saw Trowa come over with the rest of the pilots under his arms and being dragged along the floor. He rescued Heero and that was the end of that bit.
"You can look now," Duo said gently. Heero removed his hands and sighed deeply, obviously relieved. The screen had gone fuzzy and then there were table legs.
"How do you work this thing?" Quatre's voice muttered from the screen, "Ah, there we go."
They watched as the camera was lifted ever so slightly so that they had a full view of a tabletop. Heero, Trowa and Wufei were looking puzzled, but Quatre was smiling, Treize had covered his mouth and nose to stop himself laughing and Duo was bouncing up and down. Suddenly Trowa's form filled the space as the song 'Digital Love' had started playing. He then began to dance.
Trowa made a choking sound in his throat and slid down in the chair. Heero and Wufei looked at Trowa in shock. Quatre was smiling and Treize was shuddering with the pressure of the laughter bubbling inside him.
Heero was suddenly in the frame now. They watched the picture pan out to fit him into the screen fully. Heero watched in horror as he began to do the synchronized dance with Trowa. Heero was wide eyed with terror.
"No," he whispered, "How could I have done that? How much had I drunk?"
Wufei laughed out loud. Duo who had been chuckling and patting Heero consolingly looked at the Chinese pilot.
"Bakas," Wufei said, smug, "How could you have done something so embarrassing?"
"Look at the screen dragon," Treize said, his voice shaking with laughter. Wufei turned his gaze to the T.V. and choked. There he was, on screen, doing the dance too. Treize could hold back no longer, and burst out laughing.
"How could you let me do that?" Wufei screamed a Treize in horror, "You knew how trashed I was!"
Treize merely laughed more. The three pilots who had not been involved in the dancing were laughing. The other three were looking mortified. Quatre turned off the television.
"I knew you wouldn't remember," Quatre said, through his laughter, "I had to show you."
Trowa looked deeply disturbed but then his expression softened.
"I'm a damn good dancer," he said. The laughter stopped abruptly as everyone turned and looked at him.
"Well I am," he said, indignant, "look what I managed to do, whilst drunk, and remember it all as a synchronized set of moves. Yuy is a good dancer too, he picked it up quick, so did Wufei."
Heero was nodding and Wufei looked a little less devastated.
"Actually, you are a good dancer koi," Duo said looking at Heero, "we will have to go out often."
Quatre was looking at Trowa with renewed interest.
"I wonder if you could be taught classical dance?" he said thoughtfully.
Treize merely looked at Wufei, "I guess this just means you're extra bendy," he said with a sensual smile.
Wufei smiled back, "I guess it does."
"We'll have to make use of that."
"Yes we will."
"Now?"
"Now."
And with that Treize grabbed Wufei's hand and led him out. The group stared after him, and they heard a tell tale ping sound.
"Oh yeah," Trowa said to the puzzled looking Heero and Duo, "We found the lifts."
Two people were wandering around the third floor of the mansion.
"Zechs?" Noin said uncertainly. She was dressed in her costume, as was Zechs, but neither were wearing their wigs.
"Yes Noin?" he said, looking at her apprehensively.
"How do we get out?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
He looked at her for a while, "I have no idea."
They looked at each other for a minute.
"HELP!"
The end. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Yes! It is FINISHED! Fully properly finished.
My greatest work is completed! (Dexter's lab style.)
Oh I hope you enjoyed it, I know it has taken ages for me to write it, but here it is the end!
Please review, be kind, review it and let me know what you thought about this chapter and the fic as a whole. It'll be a fond farewell.
I'd like to thank the cast.
Gundam pilots come out and bow, followed by Treize Zechs and Noin. Relena comes out, gets pelted with fruit (i.e. pineapples) and leaves. A bunch of extras are waving in the background
I couldn't have done it without you!
Thanks to everyone who read this, even if you didn't review.
Luvies Lucas xxx
(I can't believe it's finished goes to after fic party with the cast)