12-July-2002
READWOLF: You know, there once was a time when we posted every day.
ANDREA: Yeah, three years ago when the parts were only a half page to a page
long.
READWOLF: You were getting the ten-pagers out every other day for a time.
ANDREA: Yeah, but I was on break then too. Not school, no work, nothing
but time on my hands to read and write.
READWOLF: Oh. ..... Well, I'm glad you've started writing again. I was
getting bored with all the school papers.
ANDREA: Yeah, well, I was going through a bad stretch for a while there
after A-kon. {deep breath} Most of you don't know this and those who do have
been really great--after I got back from A-kon last month my kitten,
Azrael--Angel of "Death" or "Destruction", I don't remember which-- was hit
by a car and died... I hadn't typed out much of anything since then. Did a
lot of hiding in anime--I really like Slayers, Inu Yasha, and Kenshin now,
and I have Trigun to look at, too. (Thanks, Ambs) I was lucky that I'd
written so far enough ahead that I had chapters to post regularly (so you
wouldn't forget about me ^__^ ) and since I have 38 days till I start
teaching, I figure I better up the postings!
READWOLF: I like the sound of that
ANDREA: You would. Anyhoo, I'm going to get my keister writing again, so you
should be seeing new parts coming to a mailing list near you real soon!
READWOLF: Whahoo!
A Matter of Heart: Heirs to the Legacy
By: Andrea Readwolf
Email: andrea_readwolf @hotmail.com
Rating: YA/Mature
Families: YMC Fam (Yuy-Maxwell-Chang Family: Trinity, Mara Jade, and Dylan);
Winner Fam (Quatre + Trowa, Triton&Tristan, and little sis Calista)
Peacecraft Family (Zechs Marquise/Milliard + Lucrezia/Noin Peacecraft, Kit/Katarynna, Adrian, and Nicolette/Nicole)
Mazzolla Family (Mariemeia + Jake Mazzolla {OC}, Julien)
Catalonia-Dorian Family (Dorothy Catalonia + Relena Dorian, Regina)
Une-Po Family (Lady Une + Sally Po, Marie Une*, Michael Braddocks, Mark Braddocks, Matthew Braddocks)
Archive: Yes-- www.gwaddiction.com
Warnings: The following story contains scenes that are humorous, sappy,
fluff, with Incoherence, random PoV switching, and Sexual innuendos abound.
Original Characters are presented; all characters are IC according to the
author's interpretation of them. Mainly heterosexual situations, with hints
of YAOI and YURI.
Spoilers: Previous Matter of Heart Series Arc stories: "Dance of the Heart"
Arc and "Oh Baby, Baby" Arc. Built off of "Traditions".
Feedback: C&C is always welcomed and adored.
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters belong to Bandai, Sunrise
and Sotsu Agency and are only being used for non-profit entertainment
purposes. References to printed texts, films, sitcoms, musical
pieces, and/or other fanfictions don't belong to the author either.
Original Characters, including but not limited too, the Berh
Siblings, Jake Mazzolla and "the chibis", are original and hence, the
author's own creation.
Notes: This is the story of the children, the nine children of the 6
gundam pilots (Heero--Zechs) plus the grandchild of Treize
Khushrenada. This story will not focus primarily on the characters
from the series, but rather, the generation after them. This story is
not for all die-hard fans, but runs along the lines of a more
original piece.
Additional Note: 1, 2, 3, 4, & 5 often times refer to each other as
"husband"; please refer back to "Promise of the Rings" Part 15 if this
causes confusion.
Additional Note 2: The chibis often times refer to their parents' friends
and partners as "Uncle" or "Aunt"--in this case, the term is used simply as
one of respect since, with the exception of Kit & Adrian's relation to
Relena and all of Quatre's sisters, none of the parents have siblings.
***These stories and the ideas contained within are copyright of the author. No reprinting or posting without permission of said author.***
~July 10th AC 227~
She was avoiding him again, after she'd promised not to. One day, okay. Two days was slightly possible. But three going on five days without seeing or talking to Mara Jade even once?
At first Tristan was going to let her have her little hissy fit for whatever reason she thought she had, but as time wore on and she still didn't return his phone calls or meet him for lunch, he began to get angry.
One ring. Two. "Hello?"
"Hi, Uncle 'Fei. Is Mara Jade in? Some of use are going to go catch a movie and I wanted to know if she wanted to join in?" Tristan said in a rush.
"I think she's already there," the dark-haired man replied, frowning. "At least, she left a note here saying she was going to a movie with someone named Janice. We just assumed she was with you."
Tristan tried to swallow his frown and make his words easy and light. "Oh. Okay, thanks, Uncle 'Fei. Catch ya later."
He headed over to the cinemas, scanning the parking lot for her silver A-con. Seeing it, he parked and took up sitting by the fountains directly across from the entrance. At least she hadn't lied about going to the movies, he thought, looking over his shoulder every few minutes to reassure himself that her car was still there.
A little over an hour later, his waiting was rewarded. She saw him first, stopping dead in her tracks as the crush of moviegoers behind her continued to pour out of the theater. His eyes were drawn immediately to the place where she stood.
Janice, a petite brunette who he'd met at the university, was saying something to her-probably asking what was wrong-before following Mara Jade's line of vision across the pull-up drive way and saw him. The other girl's face lit up and she actually dragged Mara Jade over to where he waited. It was a bit uncomfortable, knowing Mara Jade was spending time with someone other than him. That fact that it was an ex-girlfriend of his-a fact he was pretty damn sure Mara Jade was unaware of-only made things a little stickier.
After a moment of what he considered polite chit-chat with one's ex, Tristan excused the other girl, saying, "Janice, it was really great to see you again, but if you don't mind, there's something Mara Jade and I need to discuss privately."
The girl took it well, leaving them alone after only another minute of continued conversation. Mara Jade didn't say a word until the other girl was completely gone.
"There's nothing I have to say to you," the dark-haired girl finally said, moving to step around him.
Tristan's hand whipped out and snatched her wrist back, pulling her back to him. "Actually, there is," he replied lowly. "My car's over here."
"Mine is-"
"Leave it."
"I most certainly will not!"
Tristan sighed and stopped trying to drag her to his car long enough to turn around and look at her. "I'll have someone come around and bring it home later. Just. come with me now." He looked at her, his blue eyes searching hers for the slightest bit of copulation. Seeing it, he finished crossing to his car and opened the passenger door for her. "Here, get in."
He got in behind the wheel after closing the door behind her. They drove for minutes in silence until he pulled over the main rode.
"Where are we going?" she asked, clearing her throat and titling her chin up haughtily.
He almost laughed. Almost. "Duck Pond," Tristan answered, reminding her of the miniature lake that was set off back this way.
The car pulled to a stop 10 feet away from the water, right outside the reach of a weeping willow's sagging branches. No one else was in sight.
Mara Jade waited inside the car until he came around and opened the door for her. She was barely standing when he pulled her against him and then, closing the door, pushed her against the car. His body ground into hers, and his lips were bruising as they demanded and took without permission.
She didn't care. If she'd allow herself to admit it, she'd tell him she was sorry and she missed him. As it was, all she could do was cry out as his growl sounded in her ears and his hips thrust against hers, accessing that pleasure spot in a way that made her legs feel like jello. She cried out again when his mouth dropped to her shoulder and throat.
He poured all of his anger out into that one mark, only pulling away when he felt satisfied that the angry red patch would leave a more telltale sign later. "You promised not to ignore me. You broke that promise."
He was so close; his nose was actually brushing against hers, and her eyes crossed trying to look at him through the haze he'd dropped her into. "Tristan."
"If you wanted to suck me off so badly, fine," he said, pulling back so suddenly she almost fell if not for the support of the car behind her. She watched in complete shock as he unbuckled his belt and dropped his shorts. He was wearing nothing underneath. "Go for it."
She stared for a minute, feeling the effect his body had on hers pull at her like the force of gravity. She resisted, forcing her eyes away and calling up her anger to save her. "Pull your shorts up, Tristan," she snapped, still refusing to look at him.
"Ma J." His voice was husky and right against her ear again as he stepped into her, their bodies meeting perfectly for her to feel his naked penis against her bare midriff. She gasped but his lips were already on hers, drawing the sound into his mouth. "Do you have any idea what you do to me?"
The question refortified her anger and she used it to push him away, her body crying out in protest. "Nothing," she growled, glaring up into his face. "You get to do whatever you want, always on your terms, but when I want to do something? No, we can't. Not yet. I never get to do what I want. It's never on my terms."
He didn't say anything for the longest time, and her angry words just hung in the air around them. Then, finally, with a sigh, Tristan relaxed and asked, "All right. What are your terms?"
She looked up at him, as if gauging his sincerity. "All right," she agreed, sounding calmer than moments before. She swallowed, looking around them. It was pretty much deserted, but still.
"Have a blanket?"
"I think; let me check." He stepped away to do just that, and almost tripped. He looked down to see what had catch his ankles and realized his shorts were still there. One look to Mara Jade and he asked, "On or off?"
She looked down, flushing slightly at the long golden legs and, looking back up to his face she licked her lips and replied, "Off."
He complied immediately, stepping out of the material. "My shirt too?" He barely resisted the impulse to call her 'Mistress.'
"Yes."
Completely naked except for his socks and shoes, Tristan popped opened the trunk and pulled out a blanket. "This do?"
"Yes. Put it-" Mara Jade looked around them and then nodded to the weeping willow. "Under the tree."
"As you wish," he said softly; she almost missed it.
Before he had the blanket all spread out, she kicked off her shoes and climbed onto a corner. When he turned around, his throat went dry and for an endless moment, all he could do was stare. In the summertime heat, Mara Jade had dressed in a lightweight, skin tight, short skirt that barely covered her lithely muscled thighs. A piece of cloth covered her upper chest, held in place only by very skimpy strings. The silky dark hair he loved to play with was pulled back into a high ponytail. Sitting there with her knees under her, he couldn't help thinking that he'd gladly do anything for her.
"Where do you want me?" Tristan asked, licking his lips and trying to act all cool about being butt naked in public, under a tree with the girl of his dreams only two feet away. She was looking at him-well of course she was looking at him; he was standing naked right in front of her!-and he fought hard not to move or try to cover himself. The truth was, except for his twin brother, no one had seen him naked in at least the last 10 years.
"C-come here," she said after another moment, wetting her lips and breathing hard. He obeyed, falling to his knees in front of her.
Watching his face, Mara Jade reached out and touched his bare chest. his neck. his shoulder. arm. stomach. up again to cup behind his neck and pull him forward. He needed no coaxing to bring his lips to hers.
Tristan's kiss was like chocolate-she didn't think she'd ever get enough. When he leaned back, she followed, falling against his chest as he lay back on the blanket. His hands went around her waist and she felt him pull her on top of him, his arms wrapping around her back and waist like a band of living steel.
"I want. I want to kiss you," she said in between kisses, "There."
"Anything," he groaned. "Any thing you want."
"Promise?" she asked, looking down into his face.
"Promise."
End Part 14
Andrea + Readwolf: {hoot calls}
Mara Jade: #.#
Tristan: ^___________^
Trinity: [to Adrian] Why don't we do anything fun like that?
Adrian: ?_? You didn't *want* to, remember?
Trinity: Oh.
Tristan: Life, is good.
Mara Jade: #_#
Tristan: "MaJ" I like it. Doesn't it mean "My J" in French?
Andrea: Yep!
Mara Jade: !__! I've been reduced to property. ~__~
Readwolf: Hurry up and post already! I want to get to the next part with
the good stuff!!!
Mina: !____! --> ~____~''
Andrea Readwolf
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