Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, or any of its characters, so don't sue me.
Pairings: 1x2 3x4 and any others I add in.
WARNING: I DON'T LIKE RELENA
(says it all, so don't read my fics if you like Relena, because if I use her, I will undoubtedly take the piss out of her!)
Plot: Same as in first chapter. Basically, Duo starts behaving oddly, how will Heero cope? What will they do when they find out the reason behind his behaviour?
Thanks to:
Queen-Of-Demon-Dragons; Thanks for your comments
Duo/Folken/TK; Thanks for the tip, I'll probably use it when Duo's pregnancy gets to a more advanced stage
Annie Maxwell; Thanks for your comments, but when you say 'how it happened' are we talking birds and the bees? Just kidding, and thanks again.
chibidark angel; I definitely think that under the right guidance Heero would definitely be more cheeky. Thanks for reviewing.
Vic; Thanks for the vote of confidence, and there will be more Wufei annoying to come in chapter three, as well as an insight into Wufei's head. The terror!
Chapter two – Duo's POV
I skidded down the stairs, taking them three at a time in my eagerness to see the other pilots.
They were gathered by the door, with a pile of suitcases at their feet. I launched myself at the one nearest me, realising a moment too late Wufei's aversion to being hugged. Or, as he put it, 'strangled to within an inch of my life'.
"Maxwell get off of me!?"
Releasing the hold I had on him, I backed off and automatically ducked when he took a swipe at me. Thanks to my superior reflexes his hit missed, and I actually heard the whistle of his fist as it went over my head.
Dancing just out of his reach, I grinned cheekily at him, watching in amazement as his skin turned an odd mottled purple colour.
Employing my somewhat rusty common sense, I went over to greet Trowa and Quatre, hugging them both before helping move their luggage out of the way.
Wufei muttered something incomprehensible, then bent and began to move his own luggage.
Someone slipped their arm around my waist, and I tensed slightly before realising it was Heero. I leaned back, into his body, then my stomach rumbled, causing Heero to laugh.
It was nice. Hearing him laugh, so openly and spontaneously. I still couldn't quite get over the change he'd gone through since the end of the war. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad he's the way he is. I mean, sure, I loved him as a stoic soldier, but it would have been extremely hard to get him to open up enough for us to have a proper relationship if he'd remained that way.
We unanimously decided to get the room arrangements sorted out, and then settle down to lunch, seeing how it was nearing twelve o'clock. Which was kind of odd, seeing how I don't usually sleep in this late. *mental shrug*
Our house was quite big, as both Heero and myself like having room to move about in. As a result our house is constructed with lots of wide open areas. All of the rooms are spacious, and decorated quite simply. The house is tactically sound (Heero's input), while still managing to have a big garden out back (mine).
Each room follows a specific colour scheme, and there is no pink anywhere.
Our bedroom is a mixture of cream and white, with a light grey rug on the hardwood floor. It often reminds me of being inside an ice cream tub, and is especially soothing in the evenings, I find.
We have three more bedrooms; a blue room with a single bed, a green room with a single bed, and a purple room with a double bed. We also have three bathrooms (fully equipped) dotted around the house.
Our other rooms consist of; a kitchen, a lounge, a library, and a laundry room.
All of the colours are very mild, and we have a lot of plain cream walls downstairs, with the odd rug here and there to add a splash of colour.
Wufei grabbed the first room we came across, which just happened to be the blue single, whilst Trowa and Quatre took the only other room with a double bed. The purple room.
Heero looked slightly startled when they claimed they'd be sleeping together, but I just grinned knowingly at Quatre, delighting in the blush which followed.
Heero may be a lot more open with me now, but that doesn't mean he has a clue about the subtleties of other people's relationships. I, on the other hand, had noticed the secret looks and hidden touches the pair had shared on countless occasions, and was just glad they had finally got it together. About time as far as I was concerned. Now we just had to find someone for Wufei, and we'd be set…
"So what's for lunch?" Quatre perkily looked from me to Heero, daintily perching on Trowa's knee at the kitchen table.
I looked over at Heero, wondering if he'd planned what we were going to eat. I got my answer a moment later.
"Just grab whatever you want from the fridge."
Ooh, the precision! Sorry, couldn't resist. In truth it didn't bother me that we weren't going to eat anything fancy, I loved ransacking the fridge, and as a result Heero had gotten into the habit of stocking it with virtually everything they had at the supermarket.
Yet another of the many things I love about my soldier, although I do look at him oddly when I find gherkins and pickled olives in there (he knows I hate them so why bother?)
As Quatre ransacks our bread bin, pulling out bag after bag of bread, I pulled open the fridge, grabbing as much as I could carry and then plonking it down on the table.
Heero and Trowa grabbed the plates and cutlery, whilst Wufei examined what I'd found and sniffed at it suspiciously.
As soon as everything was set out, I grabbed at the bread and began assembling my infamous triple-decker sandwich. A little bit of salad, a lot of turkey, some chicken, a dollop of mayonnaise, some mustard, chicken stuffing, avocado, tuna and the finishing touch, a single cherry balanced on top.
I happily dug in, noticing Wufei's look of disgust and choosing to ignore it for once. I was about halfway in, and thinking it tasted a bit plain, when I noticed what Quatre was eating.
If Wufei thinks my eating habits are disgusting he obviously hasn't examined what Quatre eats.
Like me he had a triple-decker, but his had the grossest ingredients you can imagine. It looked as though he'd smeared marmite on each slice of bread instead of butter, and literally dripping from the sandwich was a mixture of; horse radish, chutney, pickle, piccalilli and the dreaded gherkin.
Quatre didn't look particularly happy to be eating what he was, but was still gamely tucking in. Trowa was eating an ordinary, one level, chicken sandwich, and didn't seem to find anything unusual in his lover's actions.
"Quatre do you actually like that?" I blurted it out before I could stop myself. Unlike people think, I do actually try to be considerate about other people's feelings, and for all I knew that sandwich could be a favourite of Quatre's deceased mother.
Quatre looked startled at my question, his gaze rising from his sandwich, which looked disgusting, and smelled little better. "It's not about liking it or not Duo."
Now I know some people consider me slow, and normally I disagree, but that comment I definitely didn't get.
"What do you mean its not about liking it? Why else would you eat it?"
"I eat it for my health." I still looked clueless so Quatre took it upon himself to explain. "You know how you're meant to eat a balanced diet, in order to be more healthy?"
I hesitated a moment before nodding, not sure if I was about to get another grilling on my eating habits.
"Well, this," Here he motioned to his sandwich, "Is like one type of food group. Not necessarily one of the nicer ones, but important to your health anyway. I don't really notice the taste anymore, but I put it all in one sandwich so I can eat it quicker anyway."
"Then afterwards he may have something he likes to eat, or a different sandwich instead." Trowa butted in, wrapping an arm around Quatre's shoulders and pulling him closer to his chair.
"Oh." I nodded, mouth remaining open as I battled to understand the logic behind it. I was sure that there was logic, I just couldn't find it for once, so instead turned my attention to other details. "Can I try a bit?"
Some startled chuckling resulted from my question, and when I looked at Heero next to me I was somewhat confused by the mixture of amusement and alarm on his face.
When they saw I was serious, Quatre agreed, albeit nervously. I didn't see what the big deal was about, it was just a sandwich!
I took Quatres sandwich in both hands and eyed it a bit suspiciously. Why was Wufei sniggering into his salad, whilst everyone else watched me with frank curiousity, as though I were an unusual experiment?
I gingerly bit into the sandwich, waiting for the taste to hit me, but all I got was bread. The others watched on, surprised as I took another bite. This one was better. The gherkin crunched as I bit it, and the sudden flood of flavours took me by surprise.
The others started laughing at my wide eyed expression, only Quatre was thoughtful enough to get me a glass of water. However, once the initial shock had worn off I examined the way the flavours tasted.
It was an unprecedented melding of flavours and textures, and I approached it clinically, realising with some surprise that this was what had been missing from my own sandwich.
The others stopped laughing in stunned amazement when I took the third bite to make sure my initial analysation had been correct. Lost in the new experience I didn't notice as I continued eating the sandwich, just knew that I wanted more of this taste.
I came back to myself when there was nothing left to eat, realising vaguely that the others were all looking at me like I was an alien, but that didn't bother me.
I turned to Quatre, desperate. "Q-man, you've got to make me another of those sandwiches. I've never tasted anything like it!"
He looked at me for a moment, as if unsure of my sanity, then asked hesitantly, "You liked it?"
When I nodded enthusiastically, a grin splitting my face, Quatre looked at Heero and Trowa before nodding slowly.
"Okay then, I'll make you another."
So, what do you reckon? Too much of Duo's thoughts? I'm not too good at dialogue, but I think that went pretty well. And the beginning of Duo's cravings! He is going to be possessed!!! Mwah ha ha! R+R
