Gundam Wing shounen ai fanfiction by Tan
This is an attempt at humor; I haven't done humor in a long time, if I can say that I ever have. ::shrug:: . Humor and sap! It was going to be a lemon, but I dunno... too tame, I think...
Warnings: shounen ai (1x2, 3x4, 5x13, with no special connotations on who's on top), loose rating of R. Sap, odd humor (very odd), Duo's P.O.V., sinister Quatre, worldly Wufei. And this is one of those 'school' fics, where they're all at the same school, yadda yadda, non-timeline, but we can pretend can't we?
Revised, Completed 10/04
All I Wanted Was A Kiss
PART 5"One?"
"One."
"Just one?"
"One what?"
"One! One, Duo! You just said--"
"Whoa! I was kidding," I held up my hands defensively; Quatre looked ready to pummel me. Quatre never pummels me but suddenly, he looked very violent. Tension, I affirmed. Maybe he needs a good butt rub? I thought about suggesting that to him... but the nerve pulsing in his temple convinced me to refrain.
"You want 'one' kiss?" He tried again, glaring balefully at me. This guy was like Mr. Emotional Wonder; he could go from tragic to evil, to innocent and murderous, way, way too easily. Uh oh, there goes that nerve again--
"Yeah. I mean, that's all I really expect to get, 'cause Heero'll smash my head into itty bitty pieces." I grinned. No, I wasn't looking forward to dying-- who does?-- it was just that once in a lifetime chance (literally) to kiss somebody. Hell, maybe he won't kill me--
Just maim me. Bludgeon me with his laptop. Make a few dents, then leave me for dead.
Yep, that sounded about right.
"Hmm," Quatre offered sympathetically. We slowed our brisk pace as we neared Wufei's door; there was a very prominent sign curled around the knob; 'Do Not Disturb'. I looked at Quatre, and Quatre looked at me with his bright blue eyes.
"You think that means anything?" I asked nonchalantly, gesturing to the flimsy note. He seemed to ponder this, and even touched index finger and thumb to the curve of his chin.
"No," he stated at last. "It's just a sign, and what do signs mean anyway?" Quatre smiled, pleased with his deduction. I smiled back, and nodded encouragingly.
And, of course, I let him knock, then backed up behind him, just in case.
Hey, I wanted to live to be kissed. I quote a famous? (living) person; 'there is only one thing to do when you and your friend are being chased by a dragon: trip your friend'... Ahh, the wonders of bait.
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