A/N: I realise that I am going to be putting a lot of backs up with the whole Catherine and Trowa pairing, but I don't care. They weren't born to the same mother and father, and so they aren't true brother and sister, and so I think it's OK. And they are uber cute together, so there! blows raspberry I know, I'm immature lol!

Chapter 12

"What was that?" Wufei demanded as he was lowered to the floor. The other Gundam pilots followed suit, and the girls turned to look at them, their eyes twinkling mischieviously.

"That?" Dorothy's voice was questioning. "That was a little parting gift for the underground base there. To convince them that it wasn't a good idea to involve civilians in the next battle." Wufei's mouth dropped open briefly.

"Close your mouth Wufei, you'll let the flies in." Sally smirked.

"When did you..." Trowa's voice tailed off as Duo hit the floor. Hilde reached him and he took her hand.

"You ok?" Hilde murmured, her other hand holding his cheek. Duo grinned.

"Better for seeing you." He leaned his forehead against hers and gave her a lingering kiss, his hand cupping her face. The others stared, and Relena laughed at their shocked faces. The girls relaxed into smiles quickly, but the guys just stood, dumbfounded.

"And when did this happen?" Dorothy smirked. Hilde glanced at her, a blush staining her cheeks.

"Last night." She braced herself for the onslaught of questions, but they never came.

"Well congratulations you two." Cathy smiled. "You make a great couple. Pay up Sally." Duo looked at her.

"What's she paying for?"

"We had a bet going to see how long it would take you guys to get together." Duo shook his head, and Hilde laughed. Quatre and Trowa were smiling, but Wufei looked insulted, and Heero's mask had slipped into place again.

"So this base?" Duo asked, holding Hilde's hand.

"You can reach the base from under the city. That's how there was so many suits there." Une's voice interrupted them, and it's owner came out of the shadows. "I take it the mission was a success?"

"Yes ma'am." Relena smiled.

"Good. Dismissed. I will take care of our guest." The group nodded, and headed away to their rooms. Lady Une watched them go, her gaze lingering on Duo and Hilde's still joined hands.

"Perfect." She murmured with a small smile.

Dorothy came to a stop in front of her door.

"It's great news about Duo and Hilde, isn't it?" She asked brightly. Quatre smiled and nodded. Dorothy licked her lips nervously and looked at the door. Quatre's eyes followed the tiny flick of her tongue and wondered what it would taste like. He shook his head slightly to get rid of the appealing thoughts that followed it. "Well, this is us." She said, reaching for the handle..

"I'll get that." He murmured, leaning closer to turn the handle. Up close, she smelled of sandalwood and roses, and he felt a stirring in his belly that had nothing to do with hunger.

Dorothy closed her eyes as he bent to the handle. He was so close she could feel his body heat. Her heat was beating so hard that she was afraid it would hammer out of her chest, and she was sure he could hear it, but in another second he had pulled away.

"After you." He said in his sweet melodic voice, and it washed around her like honey. Shivering slightly, she made to go through the door, but turned back to him.

"Quatre?"

"Hm?"

"I'm sorry. For Libra, and for my behaviour towards you since you got here. It was very bad of me." Her eyes down, she was surprised when he tucked his fingers under her chin and lifted her face.

"No need to apologise." He whispered, and brushed a gentle kiss against her lips. Dorothy stiffened, and he drew back slightly, but she stopped him when she grabbed his hand.

"Do that again." He smiled and dropped another kiss on her pouting mouth, but Dorothy slid her hand around his neck and deepened the kiss. He opened his mouth to her tongue and the two tongues danced around each other, exploring the sweet caverns. Dorothy moaned and pressed harder against him, and Quatre backed her into the room, closing the door with his foot. They moved over to the closest bed, their kiss becoming even more passionate, and tumbled across it, entwined in each other.

Catherine opened the door of their room and made her way to her bed.

"It's no five star suite, but it's home for now." She smiled at Trowa, who was looking at her oddly. "What?"

"Why didn't you tell me I wasn't your brother?" He asked quietly. Cathy blushed and turned away. "Did you think I would leave if I found out?"

"You weren't supposed to find out. I'm sorry I lied, but I didn't want to lose you." Cathy whispered, and a single tear rolled down her cheek. Trowa stepped up beside her and thumbed it away. "I thought if I told you the truth, you would hate me for lying to you, and then I would never see you again." Trowa chuckled softly.

"Silly fool." Cathy looked up at him, her eyes swimming. "I almost lost you this time, and it nearly drove me mad with worry. I could never leave you. I love you."Cathy stared at him, dumbfounded.

"You do?"

"With all my heart." Trowa murmured, pulling her into a warm embrace. Cathy began to cry, her tears dampening the front of his top, and he bent and scooped her up in his arms easily. She was so light and fragile, he thought as his heart beat a little faster, and he settled her across his lap as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Cathy clung to him, her breathing laboured, and Trowa felt his own breath grow short as she wound her arms around his neck. She raised her head and looked at him with those beautiful brown eyes, and Trowa knew he would die for her, if only to see those eyes happy. Slowly, she leaned in to him, resting her forehead against his.

"I'll always be here for you." He whispered.

"I know." She replied, and Trowa suddenly captured her lips in a searing kiss that left her breathless. Staring at him wide eyed, she tried to calm the fireworks that seemed to have ignited within her and failed miserably. Trowa blushed, and she tried not to giggle at the coy sight.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that." He murmured. Catherine put a finger to his lips and leaned closer.

"If I didn't like it, I would have stopped you." She smiled sweetly, then captured his lips once more, and Trowa gave in.

Wufei laid out on his bed as Sally finished putting her clothes away. She turned to the window, unaware that from beneath lowered lids he was watching every move she made. As she turned back, his eyes closed again, and Sally studied him intently.

"What, onna?" His sharp words made her jump. She blushed slightly and tried to look busy.

"I wasn't doing anything." She said, feigning nonchalance. Wufei rolled his eyes.

"Why were you watching me?"

"I wasn't!" She said defensively, her hands on her hips. Wufei sighed and sat up, wincing at the pain in his back. Instantly, Sally was by his side.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing! Just a pulled muscle, I don't need you help woman!" He retorted angrily as Sally placed her hands on his back. She pulled back, her hands on her hips and her eyes ablaze. Gods, she was beautiful.

"It might have escaped your notice Wufei, but I am a qualified doctor, and you are in pain. Now let me see it!"

"It's fine!"

"No it isn't!" She snapped, pushing him face first onto his bed. "All I want is a quick look and then you can get up OK?" She heard him muttering into the pillow, something about injustice, dishonour, and women, and she grinned indulgently. Running her practiced fingers over his back, she pressed at various points. Wufei gritted his teeth as her fingers danced over his bare back, trying to stop himself from grabbing her and kissing her senseless. A sharp hiss issued from behind his teeth, and she traced the pain to its source. There it was, the third lumbar vertebrae had slipped just a little. Nothing that a good massage wouldn't cure. Cracking her fingers, Sally placed her hands firmly on his back. Wufei arched sharply, then winced and lay down again.

"What are you doing to me, onna?" He demanded furiously.

"Sorting your back out. How long has it been like this?" She asked, kneading and pushing the muscles. Wufei grunted a little as she applied more pressure.

"It happened during training a few months ago." He admitted. "I didn't think much of it, but lately-" There was a resounding crack as the bone settled back into its rightful position, and Wufei sighed in relief. "That's better." Sally continued her massage for a while longer, enjoying the excuse to rub her hands down his body, and Wufei enjoyed her ministrations. Just as she was about to finish, a low groan emitted from Wufei's throat, and she smiled evilly. Climbing on the bed, she shocked him by straddling his hips and continuing her massage.

"Get off me onna!" Wufei tried to cover his lack of discretion with fury, but Sally leaned down, her breasts tantalisingly tickling his back, and he stilled, his body racing with heat and emotion.

"Just relax, Wufei, I want you to enjoy this." She murmured in his ear, then licked his ear and sucked on the lobe, gently nibbling it. Wufei made a guttural sound in the back of his throat and felt the heat from his body pool around his loins. Sally's hands began moving again, and Wufei vaguely wondered where she had learned to do this sort of thing, before he realised that her hands had slipped lower than his back and were now caressing his buttocks. Gracefully, he bucked and threw her backwards, then dived on top of her and pinned her down. Shock registered briefly on her face before a feral and wild look danced into her eyes, those gorgeous eyes that were already dark and cloudy with passion.

"What are you doing to me woman?" Wufei whispered, his mouth dry as she writhed slowly against him.

"I believe I'm seducing you." Her eyes glinted mischieviously. Wufei growled at her, and stilled her legs.

"What if I don't want to be seduced?"

"Oh Wufei." She sighed, her expression one of utmost innocence. "You're already there." She gave him a come hither look, and Wufei growled, his mind trying to deny it, his body screaming for her. His body won. Groaning with his need for her, he bent down and kissed her, his lips leaving flaming trails down her neck.

Relena watched as Heero went straight to the desk and began furiously typing on the laptop. Shrugging her shoulders, she went to the drawers and pulled out a towel.

"I'm going to take a shower." She stated.

"Hn." Came the noncommittal grunt, as per usual. Relena barely resisted the urge to sigh and roll her eyes, and headed for the bathroom.

Heero watched her go in the reflection on the screen, her hips swaying gently as she moved. His face flushed with heat as he realised that she hadn't shut the bathroom door properly and he had a full view of the shower in his screen. This wasn't a problem until he saw her standing next to it, her hand outstretched into the pouring water, testing the heat. Her naked body was side on, and her arm covered the line of her nipples, but Heero could plainly see the swell of her breast and the smoothness of her buttocks. Her creamy skin stretched smoothly across her abdomen, and Heero's mind lingered on what it would feel like to run his fingers across her tight stomach, feeling her muscles clench. He wondered what it would be like to kiss every inch of that silken expanse, tasting her skin as she wound her fingers in his hair. He decided that Duo's antics with Hilde had clouded his mind, and mentally shook himself as he turned his attention back to the screen. But his gaze unfocussed again, concentrating instead on the reflected image, and Heero watched as Relena climbed into the shower, imagining climbing in there with her. His jeans tightened, and heat pooled in his loins as his distracted mind came up with so many scenarios that could play out from this moment, each more passionate than the last. Feeling flustered, Heero stripped his top off and fell towards the floor, landing in a press up stance. Breathing hard, he focussed on his exercises and began his press ups.

Relena sighed as the water cascaded down her back. She had to go back in there sometime, so she turned the shower off and wrung out her hair. Reaching for her towel, she wrapped it around her body and stepped out of the shower. The sound of heavy breathing and grunts reached her ears. As she stepped into the bedroom to get dressed, she stopped and stared hungrily at Heero, who remained oblivious to her presence. He was briskly executing press ups, his breathing laboured, and his green top tossed on the floor beside him. He was only just beginning to have a sheen of sweat on his face, and his muscles rippled as he moved. She watched as he exercised, entranced by the play of light along his back as he methodically rose and fell again and again. He lowered himself to an inch off the floor and stopped. Relena blushed as he looked at her, capturing her eyes with his deep Prussian blue gaze. Her sapphire eyes stared at his for a moment, trying to justify why she was watching him. When she failed to find an excuse, she blushed even more and turned to the dresser quickly. Heero watched, supporting his body, and then turned his face to the floor. With a small smirk, he continued with his exercises.