The was a challenge that was never fulfilled, reworked, and that I intend to finish. All I wish for is luck and a peaceful summer.
Title: Domestic
Author: Ileana A. (babygray)
Main Pairing: Duo/Heero
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing is not mine. This is pure jest.
Notes: This is a 26-part story, made up of noisefics/drabbles/whatever. It's not chonological, but don't worry too much about that. Reworked, but rough and un-beta'ed
--Bereavement--
It was some time halfway through his lunch of cheesesteak and bizarre-drink-of-the-day that Quatre remembered to mention it. "Did you hear Relena's mom died this morning?" he said before taking another bite of his sandwich.
Duo almost choked on his iced tea. "What, really?"
Quatre nodded somberly. "She's been sick for the longest time now, you know." He took a sip of his soda, a blueberry concoction that didn't tasted as badly as he thought at first. "It was only going to be a matter of time."
Duo drank some more of his tea and allowed the words to ferment in his mind. For a brief moment, he wondered if Heero already knew. "Do you she's going to do?"
"I think Dorothy told me they were going to bring her up here," Quatre continued, picking at some of the meat he was eating. "But, man..."
"Yeah."
The house was peculiarly heavy, the air oppressively still, when Duo returned home that evening. The beep of the answering machine was a cold greeting.
'Duo,' Heero had said earlier that morning to the machine as opposed to Duo himself, the electronic recording of his voice now filling the quiet house as Duo replayed his message. 'Listen, I'm driving Relena down, but don't worry, ok? I'll call you back later tonight.'
Duo frowned at the message, but could find little to fault. He turned on the television set in the kitchen and started contemplating what he should have for dinner.