Author's Note: We've certainly come a long way, eh? Nearly seven months and now my longest and most successful fic to date is finished. I'd like to give out a big thank you to Archsage Soren, ShadowMajin, and Vitanie Tora for sticking it out with me this long. Your reviews always brightened up my day. Anyway, I've got a couple new fics on the burner and let me warn you they have as much romance as a Jerry Bruckheimer film, so if you're looking for something fluffy from me next time, they may not be your cup of tea. So, enjoy.

P.S. I once again would like to give another thank you to Archsage Soren. I know I've more than likely have taken you out of your comfort zone with this fic but the sole fact that you're still with me at the end of it means a lot. For that, I'll let you in on something, the remake of "The Deathdealer," while not finished, is still going on smoothly and should be posted sometime in October, if not early November, so that'll be something to look forward to, eh?

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Our Lady Peace's Bring Back the Sun.

Warning: language, shounen ai

And the World Keeps Spinning

Raberba watched as his younger brother drove away from the estate, heading towards his own home. The elder Winner always had this sense of melancholy whenever a close relative left here. It was just that this mansion was so big and would get even bigger once a guest had left.

He sighed even as Ezekiel's car disappeared from sight, cementing the new reality and that things were going to go back to their old rituals. Well, almost…

Ezekiel had come here alone and that was exactly how he was leaving. Solomon would still be here and the Winner elder had taken quite a liking to him. Then there was his son's friend Duo. Even he had been surprised when he had heard about what his business rival was doing. To willingly give up money and property like Romafellor was doing was completely out of character of him, even though he had seen the copies of the forms Duo had signed joined with Romafellor's irrefutable John Hancock. He would definitely have to keep a close eye on that man to see if he was up to something new.

The past few weeks had been exciting, hadn't they? He was going to miss that excitement, even though he had been condemning it while it was going on. But then, wasn't that how it always went?

He continued to gaze out of his study's window, taking in the sight of the changing leaves as one season came to an end and another began.

--

"So let me get this straight," Solo said aloud, his rear planted on a sofa and his Duo plopped down right next to him. "You have all this money now and a new place to stay at yet you're still here, at my uncle's home."

Duo thought for a second before nodding in agreement. "That's about it."

"Why?"

Violet eyes looked up into inquisitive green ones. "Why would I want to live in a dead man's house filled with all his crap that I don't even care about? All I need is right here, right now. Do you want me out of here or something?"

"No, it's not that at all," Solo said quickly. "I like you here within a one block radius of me. It's just that I thought that now that you have a home now…"

"Silly blonde," Duo teased, poking the blond's nose. "There's a difference between a home and a house. A house is just a building with four walls. A home is not as easy to explain but let's say it's more…emotional than anything."

"Emotional, huh?" Solo repeated.

"Yeah, in a home, you have memories," Duo said. "You got good ones, bad ones, ones that aren't good or bad. You get what I'm saying? I've never been to that place before so what meaning would it have for me other that this was my father's house, now it's mine?"

"What logic are you using now?" Solo sighed aloud. "That didn't really make any sense whatsoever."

"What, you need me to explain it to you like you were a six year old?" Duo teased again.

"Maybe," Solo drawled. Grinning, he slid one of his hands behind the braided one's head and pulled him slightly closer so that he had an easier time capturing those luscious lips that he could never get enough of. He pulled the rest of Duo's body so that the braided teen was in his lap, straddling his waist as he allowed the blond to dominate him. Breaking the kiss off, Duo let his head rest on Solo's shoulder, his breathing slightly heavier but not quite panting either.

"I don't deserve you," Duo spoke quietly.

"You're right, you don't," Solo agreed, receiving a slight glare from the insulted teen. "But…" he continued, dragging it out a bit, "…you are stuck with me anyway. So I guess it's a win-win for everybody, eh?"

"You are so full of yourself," Duo sighed.

"And you wouldn't want me any other way, now would you?" Solo teased.

Lifting his head off of the blond's shoulder, Duo eyed Solo as if he was looking for something. With a smile creeping out from the corners of his mouth, the braided one nodded and said, "Nah, you wouldn't be you if you were some other way."

Solo blinked but allowed a bright smile out as he tightened his arms around Duo's waist, pecking Duo's lips lightly.

Things had come so far, hadn't they? The moment the two of them had met, they were pushing against each other, each trying to dominate the other but not knowing a thing about them. To Duo, he was probably just some spoiled rich boy with who took everything for granted, while to him, Duo was some pushy friend of his cousin's with an attitude problem. Now, though, now they each not only had a better understanding of the other but accepted their flaws.

Time had certainly blown past them, carrying with it some incredible misadventures. But Solo knew this wasn't the end of them. No, there were still some things in their futures that they would have to face, college just being one of them. Still, it ought to be quite fun when that did come along.

"Hey," Duo's voice interrupted his musings. Blinking his eyes so that he could focus back on the here and now, he looked into questioning violet eyes. "What are you thinking about?" the braided one asked, suspicious of what could have been flitting though his mind.

He had every reason to be suspicious; he was a pretty perverted person after all. On that thought, he lowered his hands further down Duo's body and grasped a hold of the firm muscles that made up Duo's gluteus maximus.

Violet eyes widening at the sudden grope, Duo demanded, "What are you…?"

His lazy smile turning into a smirk, he stood up off the couch, taking Duo with him but not losing hold of the smaller body for a second. In surprise, Duo's legs wrapped around his waist while his small hands grabbed hold of his shoulders tightly.

"Solo!" Duo cried out, confused to this sudden action.

"Ssh," Solo shushed, tenderly claiming the braided one's lips. Pulling away, he breathed, "Don't worry your pretty braid off. I'll be gentle."

Being the one to blink this time, Duo caught on to the blond's train of thought and smiled back conspiratorially. "Better keep your socks on then. Don't want you getting cold feet, now would we?"

"And why are you so concerned about my feet all of a sudden?" the blond said right back to him.

"Am I ready for all you can give me?" Duo teased.

"Not yet," he replied as he slowly began to walk out of the living room, heading towards a more private place. "But, I still got a few things up my sleeve that I think you are going to like. A lot."

"Prove it," Duo challenged tauntingly.

"As you wish."

As he slowly continued on his way, braided one in arms, he swayed his hips all the while softly singing the words to a song.

"…the mystery's gone…so bring back the sun…we'll bury this hate…we'll build it with love…mystery's gone…the mystery is gone…mystery's gone…"

--

Saving the image onto his phone, Quatre smirked wickedly after his cousin.

He didn't have any malicious tendencies, no really, he didn't. Sure there was a thought to taunt Solo with this, threatening to destroy his reputation at school with it and whatnot. That was where using the camera feature on his phone would have come in handy… Damn it, he didn't have any audio of action but it wasn't a total waste. Why hadn't he thought to use the camera feature?

At least he was going to see his cousin turn to the color of a tomato, at least he was sure that was going to happen. Hey, he might be chased all over the house until the other caught up with him or his best friend intervened but the end result would be that it was worth it.

He would have liked to say that he had a hand in bringing his cousin and best friend together but that was simply not the case this time.

Or the time before that one but it didn't count.

But, he was a gracious person, if nothing else. He would let his friend and his cousin have their time to themselves. What would he do in the meantime, though? Maybe he should give Trowa a call and see what he was doing…