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" Enemies or ? "Written By: Maaya
Disclaimer: Don’t own ‘em! Summary: Duo Maxwell and Heero Yuy have a feud going on, since they were young. No one seems to remember why they dislike each other, but there’s always something going on between the two of them. Is it possible to make them become friends, or more? Pairings: 1+2+1, (3+4, 5+M, maybe more too!) Warning: I don’t know where I’m going
with this fic; so if you dislike ‘un-planned’ fics, then
don’t read. I’m writing on other fics as well, so this is
just a project on my side. Homosexual content. A lot of OOC too! Maybe
bashing on eventual characters, hopefully not one of the pilots, though.
Genres: Romance, Humor, School-AU and so on… Notes: Bitching Session: (A. K. A. Author’s
Notes) It’s pathetic it took me so long to get this short epilogue
out. Really damn pathetic. But, as I think I have stated before; my
RL is extremely busy right now. It’ll probably be like that until
after Christmas, when I know where my grades are. But, after Monday
so has my chemistry course officially ended. That’ll give me
one less subject to worry about. Archived at:
Enemies or ?
Epilogue
“Well, it seems as if I’ve gotten two couples of more friends during this last week here.” Hilde stated and eyed Heero, Trowa, Wufei and finally Meiran, her usual impish grin in place. “And Duo, remember that you owe me one.” “For what?” The boy half-protested, half-questioned. “For losing your bet?” Hilde snorted. “No. I managed to get you a boyfriend, didn’t I? Come on, I wanna hear a ‘thank you’ here.” “Dream on.” “Say it . . .” “Do I look like a slave to you?” “Why, yes.” Heero added his two cents into the conversation. Even though he had officially become Duo’s boyfriend, that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t tease him every now and then. Or rather all the time. Whatever. He easily ignored the braided one’s glare and muttered curse. Finally, Duo’s shoulders slumped unattractively. “I’m going to miss you, Hil.” He admitted, a little reluctantly. His confession was rewarded with a milder smile from the blue-black-haired girl. “I know. I’m going to miss you too. And I am glad it worked out for you two—” She turned towards Trowa and Quatre, who was standing hand in hand beside Duo and Heero. “—and for you two as well. By the way, wasn’t I supposed to see you two kiss?” Duo chimed in. “Yeah, it was part of the bet!” Quatre blushed to the roots of his blonde hair, swallowed, and looked questioningly at Trowa. Well, he could have looked at Trowa if he had the time to do so. Now, the only thing he noticed was a pair of lips crushing his own, and the catcalls from his friends as his boyfriend proceeded to kiss him, almost literally, senseless. “I can’t believe you did that!” He exclaimed when he got his ability to speak back. Trowa just smiled secretively and shrugged. Hilde laughed. “Well, hasta la vista guys!” With that, she turned around and climbed into the waiting taxi. She waved to them when it drove away. Duo sighed when the car finally disappeared around a corner. “I’m not sure whether I should be relieved or sad that she is gone.” “She’ll surely write.” Heero pointed out and rubbed his boyfriends *very* lower back. “And there’s nothing that stops her from visiting now and then.” “I know, I know it’s just—” Duo sniffed and took a dramatic pose. “My baby’s all grown up and ready to leave the nest . . .” Wufei broke him off effectively with help from a snort. “I don’t know Maxwell – during the short time I knew her I was under the impression she was more mature than you.” “You’d be the only one to call a Bruce Lee addict mature.” Duo grinned a little mockingly. “I digress.” Duo proceeded to tease the sputtering Chinese for a while before he turned to Heero. “D’you think we should come out in the open about our relationship soon? I’d like to see the look on Darlian’s face.” “I think she’s together with Dorothy now.” Quatre broke into the conversation. “Really?” “Trust me, no one would know that better than me.” “Still, it would be fun to see everyone’s faces.” Duo pondered. “Can’t argue with that.” “Look at that.” The braided boy grinned. “I always get the last word.” ****** The End ****** I managed to end this with an awful pun. My apologies. Still, thanks to everyone who have put up with me, read
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