"In Plain Sight"

(or “The Hardest Job Fate and Destiny Were Ever Handed”)

Written By: Honor

Disclaimers: I own Gundam Wing, pigs can fly, people can breathe underwater, and it’s perfectly safe to blow-dry your hair while in the shower.

Pairings: 1x4, existing 2x3

Rating: R.

Spoilers: Nope

Warnings: AU, romance, yaoi, lemon, some language, Heero panicking

Author’s Insane Ramblings on no particular topic:
This can be completely blamed on LadyMidnight. She sent me the freakin’ plot bunny! She just HAD to pick the ONE PAIRING that I wasn’t writing. Sure, I had an IDEA, but it wasn’t a full blown plot bunny yet! *pouts* Although…this was really fun to write.
Shigeki: Just admit it, Honor. You enjoyed this one.
Honor: …okay, so I did. But that doesn’t mean you people can send me any more plot bunnies!
Shigeki: What, like Lady Snowblossom?
Honor: Yup. Nutty rascal sent me a dozen plot bunnies! Like I didn’t have enough already. Argh. Anyway, go read. I’ll stop babbling.
Boys: *silently relieved*
Honor: I heard that.

"In Plain Sight"

(or “The Hardest Job Fate and Destiny Were Ever Handed”)

Epilogue

True love doesn't have a happy ending:
True love doesn't have an ending.
~ by Anonymous ~

Wufei sighed heavily. It had taken a great deal of persuasion to get Heero to agree to come to the Halloween Dance this year. Quatre had even (and Wufei wasn’t entirely sure he wanted to know how) managed to get his boyfriend into a costume. Well, something of a costume. Heero was in full camouflage, from hat to combat boots. That had to be close to ‘costume’, right?

The drawback to this was that they were practically plastered together while dancing. Provocatively dancing. As Duo put it, “It’s like gay porn, only with clothes on.” Trowa and Duo had gone through the same sickening stage (were still semi in the stage, truth be told, but at least they could now behave themselves for five minutes). He reached forward and pulled the two a little apart. “Could you two please keep it at a PG-13?”

Quatre stuck his tongue out, but backed off a little. Not to a PG-13 level, more like a NC-15, but it was infinitely better than before. Wufei chose to ignore it when they started kissing each other silly.

+

Fate and Destiny were sitting up on the rafters, watching the gyrating bodies below. They had caught Wufei’s comment, and were now staring at him thoughtfully.

“Maybe we need to match him up next,” Fate proposed while nibbling on the tip of his finger.

Destiny nodded, becoming rather taken with the idea. “Hm. Boy or girl?”

That stumped Fate for a moment. “Let’s flip a coin. Heads, it’s a girl.”

Destiny dug out a penny from his pocket. “You want to flip it?”

“Naw, you can.”

With a negligent flick of the wrist, Destiny sent it up in the air, twirling and spinning.

+

Wufei frowned at the shiver of foreboding that went straight up his spine. Feeling a little uneasy at the sensation he looked up…and froze.

Slanted black eyes looked right back at him, curious. Wufei couldn’t help but notice that she was really quite pretty…

+

“Eye contact!” Destiny crowed. “We have eye contact!”

+

Quatre turned to make a comment to Wufei, only to pause as he saw his friend was distracted by something. Heero noticed as well, frowning a little in puzzlement. “Why is Wufei so pale?”

Following Wufei’s fixed stare, Quatre spied a slim and rather pretty Chinese girl standing not far away, who was watching Wufei intently. Quatre grinned up at his boyfriend. “Girl.”

Heero blinked and looked in the same direction. “Hn. This should be fun to watch…”

~*~*~*~

OWARI

Honor: Two requested fics done! Hahahahahaha!
Duo: Does that mean you’re going to work on the last one?
Honor: Only if you and Trowa start talking.
Duo: Tro?
Trowa: … (translation: Do I have to?)
Duo: *smirks back* There will be compensations, naturally.
Trowa: … (translation: …fine.)
Honor: Mental note: Duo is amiable while horny.
Duo: Hey!
Honor: Well, you are! Now, tell me what happens next, you left me hanging about halfway through the first chapter.

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