"Woke Up One Morning…
"
Written By: SkyLark
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Up One Morning"
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gundam Wing, or its characters.
I just love playing with them.
Pairings: 1+2+1, eventual 1x2, 5xS
Warnings: Angst, Sap, Romance
Rating: NC 17
Summary: After a night on the town together, Heero
and Duo wake up with blank minds and a pressing problem.
Betaed by ShenLong *hugs*
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"Woke Up One Morning…
"
Chapter 7
Lady Une sighs deeply as she leans back into her leather
seat. "I just want to tell the three of you, once again, what
a superb job you all did today." Sitting between Heero and Wufei
before her desk, I smirk a bit along with them.
It's been a hell of a day. So far, there are eight confirmed deaths
from the blast today- five of them being members of the Assembly and
three civilians who were just in the wrong place at the wrong time
on the streets just outside. Over thirty have been injured, but even
those that had been the more serious cases are certain to make a full
recovery.
Really, it could have been worse. A hell of a lot worse.
There has not been a chance for any of us to change or even get out
of our bullet-proof vests. And while I would have loved nothing more
than for it to finally be over, as Preventer agents, we have to go
through the song and dance of debriefing the scenario of the car bomb
attack on the Assembly with our Commander-In-Chief before we can call
it a night.
At this time, I'd about ready to kill to get out of this sweaty vest
and into a shower.
Fortunately for us, Une is an understanding person and has kept this
pretty short and sweet for us. Turning to focus on 'Ro and
me, she grins, "And an added congratulations to you for apprehending
our only hostile." We both nod our heads firmly.
A hand running through her bangs, she continued, "If there are
any others involved in this attack, we'll be able to find out through
interrogating him and searching through his personals now that we
have a warrant to everything he owns."
Tilting her head, the Commander asks in genuine concern,
"How are Quatre and Relena holding up after all of this?"
Wufei is the first to reply, "Oh, Quatre is holding up just fine.
He's seen far worse than what happened today during the wars, so he's
more pissed off, like the rest of us, than anything." He winces
a bit, "Relena was a little more shaken up, but she'll be
staying at Winner's for a few days to get her bearings before she
has to return to her duties."
"Very good," Lady Une sighs in relief. Waving her hand in
the air, she smiles, "I'll take care of the rest of the red tape
from here. The three of you just go and try to enjoy the rest of your
week on leave."
Heero and I are getting ready to speak up when our boss chuckles,
"Don't worry. If there is crucial, breaking news around what
happened today, I promise that you will be the first ones to know."
Satisfied with that, I nod firmly and smirk, "Thanks, Commander."
At either side of me, 'Ro and 'Fei give their own 'thank you's' and
we rise to our feet. Exchanging handshakes with Une, we turn and head
out of the room.
When the office door closes behind us, I sigh quietly, "I'll
never assume anything we're assigned to is going to be a cake walk
ever again." 'Ro snorts with a nod and Wufei hums an affirmative
as we head for the elevator down the hall.
* * * *
Relena is already locked away in her guest room for the night when
we return to Quatre's estate. And at no surprise to me our freshly
cleaned and changed hosts are in the living room waiting for us to
return. Just by the way they're sitting up when we enter, I can tell
they're looking for the chance to sit and talk about the day's events.
Waving my hand at them, I announce, "Before I do anything else,
I must shower." Quat and Tro just chuckle and allow me my leave
without any argument. Relieved, I turn and the others follow my lead
down the hallway.
Once we're finally sealed away in our shared room, Heero pulls me
into a tight hug before the latch on the door clicks when I close
it. Almost immediately, all of the tension and adrenaline that had
kept me going is sapped out of me and I just hold him back for a while
before either of us move.
Pulling back reluctantly, I slowly run a hand over the hole in my
husband's shirt at his left shoulder. The vest underneath still
has a dent from where there was once a bullet that needed to be removed.
A couple of inches down and without the vest...
"I'm alright," Heero's voice reassures quietly as
his own hand wraps around mine. I raise my head and catch his smile.
"I never even felt it."
My eyes roll as I blow out a deep breath and shrug, "I know you're
alright. It's just... I..." Hell, I don't really know what I'm
trying to say and so I stop while lowering my head when my partner's
free hand takes hold of my chin and raises it so he can lean in to
kiss the daylights out of me.
No matter how many times we've kissed like this, my stomach still
knots up. Gripping onto him, I try my damnedest to take over our little
tongue wrestling. And I just about get the upper-hand when I have
to pull away for air.
Panting along with me, Heero rests our foreheads and smirks, "You
better get that shower. You reek."
I smack his ass and laugh, "You're no rose, yourself, pal!"
He chuckles and returns a slap to my own ass before assisting me in
removing my shirt and vest.
While returning the favor to remove his gear, a wicked thought comes
to mind that has my heart racing. Undoing the last Velcro strap at
his back, I clear my throat and suggest in little more than the whisper
I can manage, "You know... we could save some time if we just
get a shower together."
The way 'Ro's back suddenly straightens rigidly, I think I've made
a mistake. Biting my lip, I throw in quickly with a forced laugh,
"Or not! You don't have to-" I'm cut off when he turns to
face me with a wide-eyed look that I can't read. I swallow roughly
at the lump that catches in my throat.
Slowly, a small smile creeps on my husband's lips and he gives me one
of his soft kisses. He's still grinning when he steps back and tells
me, "I might be open to something like that another time,
but the others will be suspicious if we both finish up at the same
time. You just use the shower in this bathroom and I'll make sure
I'm seen using another shower down the hall."
Always the strategist. Always thinking of every angle.
Words cannot express how relieved I am that Heero was not put off
by my suggestion in any way. Last thing I ever want to do is push
him too far beyond his boundaries when he's not ready. Grinning,
I kiss him quickly and nod, "Good thinking. I'll be my usual
long self, so don’t wait up for me."
Offering a wink before he steps away, my partner pulls his vest off
and moves for our luggage. There’s a slight discoloration in
his left shoulder from the bullet impact that I have to keep from
staring at.
By the time I realize what my partner is up to, he’s
already removed our wedding bands from their hiding place. Lightly
tossing mine to me for an easy catch on my part, he slips his back
on and covers it with a fresh band-aid. As he looks up to meet my
eyes, he says softly, "It felt... strange without it on all day."
How many damned times is this guy going to be able to make my heart
skip?
I know my grin must make me look like a fool right now as I put my
own ring on and nod, "Yea. Same for me." Accepting the band-aid
he is holding out to me, I conceal the band and take up my shower items.
Then, with one last wink and his own stuff in hand, Heero steps out
and closes the door behind him. Shaking my head, I snap out of my
school-girl swooning and move for the adjoining bathroom.
It's going to have to be a cold one considering the imagery I gave
myself with my offer.
* * * *
Seated at the dining room table along with my 'brothers' about an
hour later, I'm a much happier camper now that I'm clean and set in
my clean sleep gear. Over tea and some light snacks, we're up into
the wee hours of the morning discussing the attack against the Assembly.
Of course, we know that there are more involved than
the guard that we had taken into custody and the lucky bastard that
drew the short straw to be part of the bomb itself. Whatever the interrogators
will be able to get out of our captor is going to open doors to other
threats against the peace that will have to be removed.
Just when it seemed all would be quiet for a while thanks to the capture
of Rosmond, the whole cycle is starting all over again. Whatever good
we accomplish in getting these bastards, there will always be more
waiting for their chance to stir some shit up.
It's the very reason I hadn't jumped at the opportunity to join the
Preventers until Heero asked if I would work with him. To be honest,
as selfish as it sounds, I wish that we could just hang it up after
everything we've done. Haven't we made enough sacrifices to not have
to keep sticking our necks out?
Wufei is finally coming around to that; hence his announced plans
to retire from field work when he and Sal have their baby. Besides
the fact that he'll be a family man, I can just tell that all of this
is wearing on him, too. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to know
that if this was really something he wanted to do the rest of his
life, he wouldn't let anything stop him.
My eyes are finally starting to droop a bit when I feel Heero's leg
nudge mind under the table. "Come on, Duo," he snickers.
"Let's get to bed before I have to carry you."
As I get to my feet, I smirk and mutter, "Yes, mother."
Waving to the others, I follow after my husband. Our
walk back to our room is quiet, but our shoulders brush the whole
way as a constant, calming reminder of his presence. When we’re
sealed off from the rest of the world, I shed my night shirt and all
but collapse into our bed with a contented sigh as my eyes drift closed.
The light is turned off and I can feel the addition
of Heero’s weight push down on the other side of the bed while
he crawls over to me. Without opening my eye, I feel for him and shift
until I’m curled up and around his bare chest. He lies on his
back as my head rest on his shoulder.
I practically purr as a hand runs through my bangs and
a kiss is placed on the top of my head. Sleep just about has me when
‘Ro’s breath catches in his throat in a way that I know
he’s about to say something. Then, in a voice so quiet that I
almost miss it, he says, “I’m tired.”
The way he said that, I know he was not just referring
to a simple ‘tired’ from lack of sleep. I’m awake in
an instant and I sit up a bit to meet his eyes in the dim light to
let him know that I’m here for him.
Biting his lip, Heero reaches up and brushes my bangs
back a few times as he asks me quietly, “My entire existence
was built around training for war; to accomplish whatever mission
was thrown at me without fail. My whole life was centered around my
having that sense of purpose in accomplishing something that would
bring about the better for others.”
Slowly lowering his hand from my face, he frowns in
confusion and… almost fear as he says, “And I’m actually
tired of it all now. I’m tired of the missions and of having
to stick my neck out constantly. Even a couple of years ago, I never
would have thought that I would get to this point. I always just saw
myself as the ‘Perfect Soldier’ the same as everyone else
saw me.” He pauses a bit and corrects himself with a smirked,
“Well… everyone but you.”
I chuckle a bit at that, but make my appreciation of
that acknowledgment known by kissing his lips softly. When I pull
back, those blue eyes are boring into me and I can tell that there
is more my husband needs to get out.
This is such a rare, opening moment from him that I’m
actually holding my breath like I’m afraid to miss a single word.
I try to edge him on a bit with a small nod. Tilting his head, ‘Ro
finally asks what is clearly bothering him, “Why did you really
join the Preventers? Of all of us, you seemed the most ready to let
this world go.”
Now that was a spin I hadn’t been expecting. Caught
off-guard for a moment, I smile and shrug, “You asked. Simple
as that.”
Blinking his widening eyes, Heero’s jaw opens and
closes a couple of times before he sputters, “Y-you willingly
came back into this just because I asked?” Guilt was starting
to cross his features when his initial surprise faded.
“Oh no, you don’t,” I’m quick to
throw in before he goes thinking things that he doesn’t need
to. My sudden outburst makes his eyes widen once again as I sit up
even more.
Keeping my voice firm, I state clearly, “It was
still my choice, so don’t start feeling responsible for my signing
with the Preventers. Of course I wasn’t about to let you down,
but that was still my call. And I did also have that sense of some
responsibility to make sure the peace we fought for had a good chance.
Your needing a partner was all that I needed to make the official
commitment.”
Relief floods over my husband’s face as he sighs
quietly. “Truth be told,” he begins, “…I really
couldn’t see myself being partnered with anyone else. Even with
Wufei as a possible counterpart, there was no one else amongst the
other pilots I trusted more than you.”
He pauses to chew on the inside of his cheek before
admitting in a whisper, “There is still no one else that I trust
more than you.”
My damn heart feels like it’s going to pound out
of my chest hearing that. It’s one thing to pretty much have
an idea that he felt that way, but it’s a complete other to actually
have him say it to me.
It’s about all I can do to reply back just as quietly,
“Same to you, husband-mine.” Satisfied that he’s no
longer about to take any blame for my actions, I lower myself back
down to curl up against him once again.
Wrapping his arms around me, there’s a content
sign from Heero. I’m on the edge of falling asleep when his voice
questions quietly by my ear, “What do you say to the idea of
resigning when our leave is over?”
Stunned by that, I sit almost completely upright to
stare wide-eyed at him. Did I actually hear him right? “You’re
serious?” I hear myself ask.
‘Ro shrugs and grins up at me, “I’m ready
to let someone else take care of protecting the peace to actually
be able to enjoy it for a change. We can head to L2 together just
like we’ve always had in mind to be more active in changing things
there.”
Before he can say anything else, I just launch myself
on top him to kiss the hell out of him. Pouring every ounce of appreciation
that I have in me, I pin him down to the bed and explore his mouth.
A deep moan rumbles from his chest and the kiss is returned with just
as much excitement on his part.
Finally coming up from air, I hover over him to get
a good look into his eyes as I ask, "Are you sure about this?
I don't want you to have any regrets about this."
Shaking his head, 'Ro grins, "No regrets. I never planned on
giving a long-term commitment to the Preventers, so it was only a
matter of time before I was ready to put it behind me." Lightly
tracing his fingers along my jaw, he says, "Besides, I think
I have something more important to focus on now."
It's all that I can do to keep from pouncing him when I hear that.
Just by the way his eye color shifts as he watches me, I think he
can tell the restraint that I am going through and he caresses my
lower back. I can't hold back the shiver as the shock waves roll through
my body at his touch.
After a long silence, Heero licks his lips and takes a deep breath.
"I was thinking about your earlier offer," he tells me in
a thicker voice than usual. Another round of shocks go through me
and I can only get out a hummed affirmative. Again, my heart starts
hammering in my chest in anticipation.
His smile growing a bit, he sighs, "These last few weeks, I've
had to use an incredible amount of restraint around you." His
chest shakes a bit as he chuckles, "In case you haven't notices,
my showers have been taking a lot longer than usual lately because
of it."
My eyes widen with a startled gasp. You know, I had noticed that
about his showers, but I had no idea that he might have been... "Y-you
mean you're...," I can't even get it out of me lest that image
get in my head.
The amusement returns in my husband's eyes as he snickers, "I
do know how to take care of some... tension, you know? I am still
a young, hormone-raged man." Raking his eyes over me, he
comments in that raspy voice, "And you're not exactly
hard to look at."
Damn. I can feel sweat beading on the back of my neck as my breath
quickens. Any more of this and I just might explode.
A sobering look traces over Heero's face as he rubs my back. "While
it may be very cliché of me to say," he begins, "I
want our first time to be perfect. That's why I've been holding off
on that aspect of our relationship."
Blinking in surprise, I let all of those words sink in. Heero actually
cares enough about me... about us that he wants our consummation to
be special. Much as I would love to have been intimate with him by
now, I have to admit that I want the same thing.
Jesus... Just when I swear the guy can't be any more perfect...
"Thank you," I smile sincerely. "I... That means a
lot to me, 'Ro." He just grins back and leans up to kiss
me before gently pulling me back down and into his arms.
Fatigue is setting in quickly again as I rest my head back on his
shoulder. "Just promise not to take too long," I request
quietly, eyes drifting closed. "Otherwise, between the two of
us, we'll be running out of hot water all the time in our house."
His soft chuckle is the last sound I hear before the world drifts
away.
TBC
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