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"Secrets"Written By: Honor Disclaimers: All of those who agree that the boys
should belong to me say “Aye!” Pairings: 3x4 Spoilers: Nope. Warnings: Lemon, yaoiness, bit of language, AU,
I wrote it (duh). Rating: NC-17 Betas: Lucy and Velvet Archived: Gundam Wing Diaries Author’s Notes: Driving an hour to and from work is dangerous. It gives the plot bunnies time to play. For people who love a build-up of a 3x4…here you go! Oh, and just so you know, I’m putting a whole new spin on empathy, telepathy and whatnot. *grin* That’s your only hint. /other people’s thoughts/ //Trowa’s or Quatre’s thoughts// <phone> <<mental conversations>>
"Secrets "
If I know what love is,
<<…fifteen minute walk to the opposite side of campus, five minute walk to most of our classes, there’s a supermarket right down the street and best of all no stairs to go up and down! What do you think?>> <<I think we need to practice talking out loud again otherwise we’re going to get some really strange looks,>> Trowa replied practically. Quatre turned from his contemplation of their new apartment to glare at his lover. They had both enrolled in vet school, deciding that their natural love of animals (not to mention their abilities) would be ideal for that field. It was a two and a half hour drive from Wufei’s house to the school, however, even with the best of traffic. It was more practical to gain an apartment of their own, hence their standing in the middle of a vacant flat. <<Will you stay focused?>> <<I am. The apartment is fine, Quatre. Just like every other apartment near a college.>> <<At least we don’t have roommates.>> <<…now that’s important. Why didn’t you mention that before?>> <<I was saving the best for last. Now do you like it?>> Trowa pretended to consider the rooms again. <<You know, it just improved by about fifty percent with that information. We’ll take it.>> <<You’re impossible,>> Quatre grumbled. He didn’t shrug off the hug that Trowa gave him from behind, however. <<And you’re excited.>> <<You are too. You just won’t admit it.>> Trowa shrugged. He was excited. He was finally going to study a field that interested him, and he’d have Quatre to himself again. Living with Wufei had been a tremendous blessing in many ways, but you always knew that *he* knew when a little more lube had been squeezed out of the bottle. The man was just too sharp. Or maybe it was that Quatre was a little too vocal… <<You’re thinking something dirty.>> Trowa blinked back into the real world, swallowing a smile. <<Is that sex store you went to around here somewhere?>> <<No.>> <<Darn.>> <<There’s a different one about four streets over.>> <<You know, I’m beginning to like this apartment more and more.>> <<You are a very perverted individual.>> <<Hey, I’m not the one who looked up the nearest sex store.>> Quatre shrugged innocently, halo firmly in place. <<Well, we were running a little low on the mango flavored lube, and I was just wondering where we could buy some more…>> Trowa leveled a Look at him. <<Says the guy who bought a video camera for ‘home videos’ that we can’t let other people see.>> Quatre’s halo tipped slightly so that the horns could peep out. That had been a really incredible night when he had pulled out the camera and played with it some. <<You really should consider a stage career. You look great on film.>> <<Porn star I am not. Come on, let’s sign the lease for this thing.>> <<And after that?>> <<We’ll come back and break in all the rooms properly.>> Quatre let himself be tugged out of the apartment, stifling laughter as he went. Yes, he was very excited about having an apartment and going to college. He and his lover were taking the next step in their lives, so of course he would be excited. There’d be low days, of course. In life, there usually were days like that. Ah well. If he did have a bum day, he could always go to a certain store and buy a toy or two. That would certainly brighten everything up again. <<You’re thinking something dirty, aren’t you?>> <<Who, me? Never…> ~*~*~*~ OWARI. Honor: I had a different ending planned for this…but
it just refused to be written. I like this one better anyway. Okay
guys, what next?
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