01-Sep-2000
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 6x5; 1+2
Archive: Yes to GW Addiction; others ask.
Disclaimer: This represents an amateur effort. Money is not being made
from the writing of this story.
Warnings: Here there be Lemon! Also, some Major Sap, humor, and pouty
pilots.
Feedback: Yes!
-- Galadriel
~Wufei~
"Wufei." The voice next to my ear made me leap into a fighting stance - how could I have not heard it coming? "Chill, Wu-chan. It's just me." I blinked. Duo? "Wufei - stop moping. I know you're lonely, but we're gonna work on that, okay? For right now, you still have your friends, and they would like to see you out there having a good time."
"Huh?" I asked intelligently. He sighed, and even in the dark I could tell he was rolling his eyes. Without warning, he took a step forward and folded me in his arms. I blinked and struggled a little, but he growled at me and I subsided, relaxing into the touch. It felt so good to be held like that, to have another human being surround me with his warmth and caring. It had been so long since anyone had hugged me, I had forgotten how good it felt. I brought my own arms up and returned the gesture.
~Zechs~
Noin was waiting for me to say something. "You're right. I should get over it." I forced a half-smile and said, "I'll try." I hoped she believed me.
I surveyed the room, eyeing the minor chaos taking place. Quatre and Trowa were preparing for some sort of acrobatics act, and my sister was in a corner with Hilde and Dorothy, who were giving her some of the punch, which appeared to be affecting her, as she was a bit red and openly flirting with Dorothy. I'd never imagined her to want anyone but Heero...
Speaking of whom, where were Heero and Duo? I scanned the room again, and noted they were missing. I saw a familiar shock of hair in a doorway that led to another room.
~Wufei~
Duo's warm, deep voice surrounded me in the dark. "Look, it doesn't take a genius to tell that you're lonely, okay? But you don't have to make yourself even more miserable by isolating yourself from your friends. We'll always be here for you, Wu." He kissed the top of my head.
I could feel my eyes stinging and tried to ignore it. "Hey, you should watch that. What would Heero think?" I joked feebly.
"Heero," came a nasal voice from behind me, "would think that it's about damn time." And another set of arms came around me, Heero's warm chest pressing up against my back. "We've been worried about you, but we've been so busy planning... I'm glad we finally got the chance to talk to you."
"But..."
"Hush," said Duo. "Come on out and watch Trowa and Quatre do their trapeze act on the chandeliers. It's a riot."
"Guys?"
"Yes?" they answered in unison.
"Why are there chandeliers on a battleship?"
"We could tell you, but then we'd have to kill you."
~Zechs~
When Duo and Wufei emerged from the room behind the doorway Heero had been standing in, I must have gasped audibly, because Noin asked what was wrong.
My emphatic denial of there being a problem served only to increase her suspicion. Fortunately for me, Trowa started swinging from the chandeliers, and I was off the hook... until later.
Throughout the bizarre act, I tried to steal surreptitious looks at Wufei, who, thankfully, didn't seem to notice. Noin, however, seemed to, and was more than willing to play matchmaker. It took much effort, but I got her to promise not to do that. I sighed and walked over to the table where the cake was residing.
"When are you going to cut this thing?" I asked the baker.
"As soon as the young men are finished flying through the air."
~Wufei~
As we wandered back into the main room, Trowa and Quatre were just starting to climb to the tops of the chandeliers, making them sway and creak ominously. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Zechs handing the baker what appeared to be a Snickers bar and caught that deep voice saying, "...not going anywhere for a while." Duo caught the direction of my glance and smiled wickedly.
"Well, well, well. I thought so," he murmured. He winked at Heero, who raised an eyebrow and smirked. "You know, Wu, I have it on good authority that he's single." I stared at the idiot.
"What about Noin?" I demanded as softly as I could. I wondered where she was; I couldn't see her anywhere in the room. Come to think of it, Lady Une and Howard had also vanished... I shuddered and stopped that train of thought as Heero snorted.
"Noin knows he doesn't swing that way. She gave up years ago," he informed me. "You know, I've always thought the two of you..."
"Heero..." I growled, and winced as one of the chandeliers let out another loud creak. "Uh, what's the weight limit on those things?" I asked. Duo frowned as he eyed the one nearest to us, from which Trowa was hanging by his toes. The acrobat's visible eye widened as one of the support cables snapped. Not wasting a second, he yelled a warning to the crowd and leapt down, rolling with the fall to prevent injury. A second later, the remaining cable snapped, sending the metal construction plunging... directly in the direction of the cake.
~Zechs~
The squealing of tearing cable brought me to my senses. The chandelier was heading straight for me. The baker was astonished, but I alerted him so the cake wouldn't be destroyed. Fortunately, the table was on wheels - someone suffered from a good case of Forethought.
I realized that, due to helping save the cake, I was dangerously close to being on the receiving end of a flying chandelier. I had one option, and that was to flee. I looked for an opening. People had scattered away from the direction of Impending Doom, and I had several options.
I leapt to the left of where I'd been standing, instants before impact. I was surprised when 2 pairs of hands intercepted me and pulled me away. I looked up and saw that the hands belonged to Wufei and Duo.
~Wufei~
Duo and I moved nearly in unison, swinging Zechs to the floor behind the table Heero had just tipped over. The deafening cacophony of shattering glass and shrieking metal clashed with the terrified screams of the guests for a moment; the chandelier scraped across the floor for a short distance with a tortured squeal before coming to a halt. Most of these people had good sense, and the screaming stopped almost immediately. I blinked over the edge of the table. The room was a mess, but no one appeared to be injured.
"Well, that's what you get for spiking the punch, Duo," Zechs commented dryly, and I abruptly realized that my hand was still tightly grasping his wrist. I released it immediately, cursing the heat creeping up my cheeks.
"I didn't, actually," the braided one replied. Duo grinned at Zechs as Heero slowly flushed, and the two of us stared at the newlyweds in dawning astonishment. "Heero! You didn't!" I gasped. He just blushed harder. Suddenly, I couldn't take it any more. Excess adrenaline, all my moroseness, and this sudden revelation, all escaped from me in an unquenchable fit of unseemly giggles.
Duo snickered. Heero's mouth twitched. Zechs attempted to cover his mouth with his hand, then gave up as all four of us began rolling around in hysterical laughter, tears rolling down our faces. "Well," Heero gasped out, "Duo said it wouldn't be a good party unless *something* got destroyed."
"I suppose we should be glad it wasn't the Peacemillion," Zechs said, still chuckling. Duo grinned, then frowned.
"Hey, is Trowa all right?" He dragged Heero up and wandered off to look for the other pilots, leaving me lying on the floor, inches away from the sexiest man I knew. Zechs slowly turned his head until his brilliant blue eyes met mine.
~Zechs~
Before Duo dragged Heero off to search for Trowa, he gave me a look that said "Go on... you know you want to." I blinked at his retreating form and turned my head to face Wufei.
Our eyes met, and I noticed a slight flush creeping up his cheeks. I smiled, hopefully reassuringly, and reached out to brush a stray tendril of hair from his eyes. His look of grateful confusion sparked memories.
I was younger, about 14, and Treize had called me into his office. I didn't know why, and I'd expected the worst. "Milliardo," he'd said, "please, take off your mask." Confused, I removed it, and my bangs fell into my eyes. He stepped forward and brushed them gently out of my eyes, then pulled me close for a kiss.
Brushing away the memory, I tentatively put my hand on the back of Wufei's neck, gently drawing him closer into what I hoped would be an embrace.
~Wufei~
I couldn't identify the expression on Zechs' face; it seemed made up of equal parts longing, confusion, and something else... his hand brushing through my hair made me catch my breath on a spark of desire. What was he *doing* to me? Then his hand moved to my neck, pulling me closer.
A wash of cold went through me, and I found I could no more pull away from this moment than I could jump up and fly. My eyes closed and my arm slid loosely around his waist as his lips met mine. I had never felt such a tender, light caress in my life. Just a brush of his lips across mine and I was gone, my mind dazed and fuzzy, my body in full control.
He pulled away slightly and I pulled him back with a small sound, nibbling gently on his lower lip. He ran his tongue across my upper lip, teasing, questing, and I parted my lips in silent invitation, longing to feel that wet heat in my mouth. He slid his tongue over mine, twining them together, and pulled me body tightly against his. It wasn't hard to tell what both of our bodies were demanding.
End Part 2
(I know how to pick chapter endings, ne? *evil grin*) -- Galadriel
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