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"I'll Do Anything"Written By: Emerald Pillow Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, you can try to sue me, but all you'll get is a cat with a half mask like Trowa (But, her name is Duo...) Pairings: 3X4;1X2 Warnings: Lemon; Language Rating: NC 17
I'll Do Anything Part 2 "He's not going to call you back." Trowa informed as Quatre placed the cordless phone on the side of the hot tube. "He knows you too well little one." "Well, then, I'll just have to go see him in person." Quatre countered and picked up his glass of champagne. "Even if you get him to come, there's no way you're going to get to Heero." "You think so?" Quatre asked innocently and replaced his glass. "Heero's immune to you and all your 'looks'." Quatre slid closer to Trowa and stole his glass. "You know, you're right." He straddled the Latin, who then wrapped his arms around his waist. "But he's not immune to you." Trowa looked into the mischievous sapphires. "I'm not involved Quatre." "Please Trowa?" Quatre begged and gently kissed his lower lip. "I'm not going to get messed up in this, and I still don't think you should." "But they deserve each other. I want them to be happy like us." "Quatre, you don't even know if Heero still cares for Duo. After all, Duo did hurt him pretty badly." "I'm sure that he does. He just doesn't know it. Once he sees Duo face to face, they'll fall in love all over again." "Not everything has fairy tale endings angel." "Please help me do this Trowa." His kisses began to caress his fiancé's neck. "I know I'm right. They belong together like we do." "What if you're wrong? What if Heero or even Duo have moved on." "Hilde assures me that he hasn't. And as far as Heero goes, well, you seen what happened when I brought up the subject of Duo yesterday. They still care for each other." Trowa closed his eyes as the Arab moved slowly down the muscular chest. "How are you planning to get them together?" "Well, if you convince Heero, I'll convince Duo. We'll just make them think that the other isn't coming." "You want to lie to them." Quatre began to gently rub their erections together, while he kissed Trowa's jawbone. "It won't be lying because right now, they each think the other is coming, so they're not. Besides, neither of them have confirmed that they are coming." "Let me guess, you want me to trick Heero into giving his word that he's going to be here." Quatre nodded. "Then pretty much you'll just beg, drag, 'look', and pleaded Duo to stay?" "Mhmm." "And Relena?" "My sisters will take care of Relena. All we have to worry about is Heero and Duo. Who knows maybe after this wedding there might be another." "And if it backfires, that will be Heero and Relena's." "It won't backfire." Quatre assured and brushed
their lips as he crushed their bodies together. "With two very
crafty minds at work, there's no way it could. This will be perfect."
"No, but I have other methods." "Such as?" "Let's just say that I had something picked up today." ". . .hn?. . ." "Since you're being bad and uncooperative, I might not tell you." Quatre teased as he made little circles with his index finger on Trowa's biceps. "All I guess I can say is. . . .ever, lasting, gob stopper." A smile pulled at Quatre's lips as Trowa realized what was being offered. "Now you're bringing out the heavy artillery." "Mhmmm. You should be used to that." "Quatre. . ." Knowing that Trowa was still debating, the Arab pulled out all the stops. He gave Trowa the 'look'. No more words needed to be said. Trowa tried to remain stern, but soon collapsed under the 'look'. Trowa sighed as Quatre smiled, knowing that he finally won. He reached for the phone and handed it to Trowa. "Your mission, rather you want to accept it or not, will be to call Heero Yuy. Talk him into coming to the wedding where you'll be marrying the one and only man of your dreams. Make sure to get him to give his word. I will then allow you to erupt inside me." "Mission accepted. Without a choice." Trowa teased and dialed Heero's number. "This will definitely be a beautiful wedding. However, it won't be anything compared to ours." Relena cooed as she handed the invitation to Heero. Heero stared at the invitation wondering if Duo was going to be there. "It'll be great to have everyone together again." Relena continued to sort through the day's mail. "We haven't seen Wu Fei or Sally for years. Do you think they'll come?" "Maybe Wu Fei." Heero started and sat the
invitation on the table. "If he does, he won't tell Sally about
it." "Last I heard, she was hinting like crazy for him to propose." "I think they would make a good couple. Sally's good for him." ". . .hn. . ." "I need to take a walk." "Well, don't go now. Trowa's on the phone for you." Confused, Heero accepted the phone, but still headed into a different room. "Congratulations." Heero stated as he laid across the couch. "Thanks. Same to you." ". . .hn. . . So what can I do for you Trowa?" "Quatre was wondering if you were coming." Heero could hear a slapping sound on the other end and Quatre slightly scolding Trowa's name. "I guess we're both wondering if you were coming." "Has anybody else confirmed." "Mostly Quatre's family and Catherine." "We just got the invitation in the mail today. I'm not sure if we can come. Relena's supposed to be on Earth that week." "I understand. No possible way of working around it?" Heero sat straight, wondering what Trowa was getting at. "I'm not sure. I mean, it sounds like you're going to have quiet a lot of people there Trowa." "Yeah, I guess it'll give me a chance to get to know his sisters better. . . . .Well, I guess I'll let you go. You probably have to be going." "Isn't anyone else coming from the circus." "No." "What about Wu Fei?" "I was going to call him next." "What about. . ." "Quatre tried talking to him, but he doesn't seem to be available." "What's the real reason you're calling Trowa?" Heero asked suddenly. There was a short silence on the other end as if Trowa was deciding on the right words to use. "It would just mean a lot to me if you came. You've been a good friend for a long time. . . And I guess I need you for support." Heero was silent for a moment. He had never heard Trowa talk like this before. "Are you having second thoughts about this Trowa?" "No, of course not. . .actually. . . I was going to ask you to be my best man." Heero couldn't believe his ears. "You mean, you've gone this long without asking someone yet?" It wasn't like Trowa to wait until the last minute. "Well, I didn't want to ask you, and then you wouldn't be able to come." "There's no one else to ask?" "Well. . . I guess I could ask one of Quatre's brother-in-law. Talk to you later." "Bye." Heero turned off the phone. Suddenly he was consumed with guilt. He and Trowa had been good friends, if not best, ever since they met. Deep down, although Heero would never admit it to anyone, he felt that Trowa was like a brother to him. It was selfish of him to leave Trowa stuck in a ceremony full of people he didn't know with a complete stranger as his best man. On the one day that was supposed to be the happiest day of his life, and here Heero was ditching him. Why wouldn't it be safe to go? After all, Trowa said that Duo might not even show up. But what if he did show up at the last minute like he always did. Still, he should be there for Trowa, not Duo. He could always avoid the American. After all, the wedding was being held in one of Quatre's estates. Heero could easily avoid the energy ball. "Something wrong Heero?" Relena asked softly as she walked into the room. Heero looked up at her for a moment. Then again, Duo couldn't stand Relena. "You totally botched your mission." Quatre whined and stood up to leave. Before he could, Trowa grabbed his waist and pulled him back down. "Come on Quatre." He gently kissed his bare neck and shoulders. "No. I'm mad at you. You didn't even try. And I offered you a role play too." He tried to pull away, but Trowa kept him close. "I can't believe you said that you would and then you let him go. Just like that." "Quatre." "You didn't even try Trowa. Do you honestly think he's going to be happy marrying Relena? Do you like them together or something?" "No. Quatre, listen to me. Heero will be here." "You don't know that for sure Trowa." "So what, that don't help." "Wait." Quatre's forehead creased in confusion. "Let's just relax right now little one. Tonight's going to be the last night we'll have alone for a while." "But Heero. . ." Trowa captured his lips in a deep kiss. "Will come." He whispered as the kiss broke. "How do you know?" "Trust me." "You seriously don't have a best man yet?" "I do now." "Now, I guess it's my turn to convince Duo." "No, now, I receive my payment." Quatre laughed as Trowa playfully bit his neck. ~ * ~
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