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" Mission Marriage"Written By: CalicOcat
Started & Completed: Dec. 2002 Genre: Romance, Humour Pairing: Future 1x2x1, 3x4x3, 6x9 Rated: R Warnings: AU, OOC, Swearing Archives: a little piece of gundam wing at http://raygunworks.net
and at Ruby Moon's 1x2x1 Fanfic Page at http://www.angelfire.com/anime4/rubychan/ff/index.html
and Notes: Takes place two years after Endless Waltz. 'Thinking' "Speaking" ************ Time passing or scene change *~*~*~*~*~* Major POV shift Author's Notes: Umm, this is - well, *different* from anything else I've written. Ever. In any fandom. I don't quite know where it came from <scratches head> but it won't go away unwritten, so I'm writing it. Then maybe I can get back to the *other* stories I'm *supposed* to be working on. I'd blame it on a muse, but I didn't know I *had* a humour muse, so I'm not too sure who to blame. Feedback is appreciated. #################################################
Mission: Marriage Chapter 12 "Dammit Heero, of all the 'traditions' Q came up with, why'd you have to agree to go along with *this* one?" Duo muttered, rolling over in bed again in frustration. 'Share a bed with the guy for a coupla lousy weeks and now I can't sleep by myself anymore! Screw this, I'm findin' where Q stuck Heero and gettin' a good night's sleep.' Rolling out of bed, Duo stalked across to the door, yanked it open, and - froze. "Back to bed," Quatre ordered, one hand pressed firmly against Duo's chest. "It's bad luck to see each other before the ceremony on the day of the wedding. It is now past midnight. *Go back to bed!*" "But Q!" "No buts! Bed!" Resignedly, Duo retreated to the room, slamming the door in aggravation. "And don't even *think* about going out the window, mister!" Quatre yelled from the hallway. "Damn." Duo dropped his hand from the window latch. Flinging himself back on the bed, he thought sulkily, 'Wonder how *he'd* like to have to sleep away from *Trowa*? Stupid bed doesn't even *smell* right!' Shooting off the bed, Duo darted into the bathroom and opened the hamper. "Yes! Perfect! Now maybe I can get to sleep!" Clutching the shirt that Heero had changed out of before the rehearsal, he climbed back into bed. It wasn't as good as having Heero in bed with him, but it was better than nothing. Snuggling his face against the shirt, he slowly drifted off to sleep, automatically shushing the part of his mind that was asking incredulously just what the *hell* he thought he was doing, sleeping with his lover's *shirt*.
The guestroom bed felt cold and lonely, and the sheets didn't smell right. Rolling onto his back, Heero realized, 'This is the first night we've been apart since Duo moved me into his room. Wonder if he's finding it as hard to get to sleep as I am?' Shaking his head slightly at that wistful thought, he scolded himself silently, 'Don't be an idiot, Yuy. It's too soon to hope for that much.'
Pulling a newsfeed up on the computer, Trowa informed him drily, "Well, it looks like you got your wish for something to *not* go smoothly. According to this, there's a problem with the colony's weather controls. The rain is expected to continue all day." "All *day*?" Quatre wailed. "But the reception was supposed to be in the garden! There's way too many people coming to have it inside!" "And whose idea was it to invite so many people?" the brunet inquired none too sympathetically. Quatre glared at him, then said, "Okay, we'll just have to move the reception. Or... find tents?" He looked up at Trowa hopefully. "No. Absolutely not. There's performances scheduled today, Quatre," Trowa said firmly, nipping *that* idea in the bud. "Damn." Relenting, Trowa offered, "I'll call the caterer and see if she has any suggestions; this must happen to other people sometimes. Wufei's looking after Heero this morning, so why don't you go take breakfast up to Duo?" "Okay. Thank you," Quatre beamed, giving Trowa a quick kiss before hurrying off to tend to one half of the happy couple. Opening Duo's door quietly, Quatre was relieved to see his form still huddled under the covers. 'After all that fuss last night, I half expected him to have snuck out between then and now.' Moving closer to the bed, he spotted a bright splash of colour against the pillow. 'What on earth... That looks familiar... Wait a minute, that's the shirt Heero was wearing around the house yesterday before the rehearsal!' A slow smile spread across his face, 'Oh Heero, maybe everything will work out the way you want even sooner than you'd hoped...' Realizing that Duo might not react well to being caught cuddling Heero's shirt in his sleep, Quatre silently exited the room. He then knocked firmly and waited for Duo's response before taking his breakfast in to him.
"What? I thought their ship was due in this morning?!" "It was. Engine trouble. They were re-routed to L3 since it was closest. Fortunately, one of the WEI shuttles was scheduled to make a pickup on L3 early this morning and I was able to get them on it for the return trip. But it's going to be *very* tight timing." "I hope that's the last problem," muttered Quatre. "So do I," Trowa answered. 'But I doubt it. After all, isn't trouble supposed to come in threes?'
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