Disclaimer: Duo and Heero and the rest of the GW gang aren't mine. This
story is. Nuff said.
See Part 1 for warnings
************ Time passing or scene change
*~*~*~*~*~* Major POV shift
Marriage + Chapter 8
‘This is a mistake, Yuy, and
you know it... He already turned down your help with his hair once in
the shower, you shouldn't ask again...' "Need any help in there,
Duo?" Heero called, raising his voice to carry through the bathroom
"Uh, no, just have to get my hair dry. Go on down without me, I won't
be much longer!"
‘See, you should have kept your mouth shut. Instead you just had
to push and now he doesn't even want to go downstairs together.' "I
can wait - no rush..."
"No, go on ahead, just see if you can save some of my favourites
for me please! Tro tends to take all the grapes and I've noticed Wufei
snags the chocolate chip muffins if he beats me down to breakfast!"
Heero winced. Things had been going so well up till now. He shouldn't
have tried to rush Duo into more. With an effort, he managed to keep the
hurt out of his voice as he answered, "Okay."
Quietly leaving the bedroom, a rebellious thought slipped through, ‘But
it's not okay, not really. I wanted to go down together. We're
supposed to be a couple now.' Heero stopped at the top of the stairs
for a moment, gripping the banister with both hands as he fought to regain
his mental equilibrium.
‘Stop feeling sorry for yourself, Yuy! You knew this wasn't going
to happen overnight. You have to stop being so damn sensitive! If this
was really just about escaping Relena's clutches and having the hots for
your best friend the way that Duo thinks it is, none of this would be
bothering you. You have to remember your role or Duo's going to figure
out that there's more to this before you're ready for him to. He can't
find out you're in love with him till after the wedding at the very earliest.
He just might back out if he does, and any chance of that is too
big a chance to take.'
Forcing himself to look on the bright side, Heero thought as he started
down the stairs, ‘At least he asked me to save him some of his favourites,
so he is planning on coming down eventually.'
In the breakfast room, he was dismayed to realize that he had only three
possible choices of seats at the table. Two were on either side of Relena,
the third was directly across from her. Deciding that the one across from
her was the lesser evil, he filled his plate from the buffet - making
sure to pick up the items Duo had requested - then sat down at the narrow
Heero had just torn a bite off of his croissant when he felt something
brush against his leg. At first, he thought perhaps Wufei had simply bumped
him in the process of crossing his legs, but when the touch was repeated
a moment later, he realized that Wufei hadn't moved. A horrible suspicion
entering his mind, he curled his legs back around the chair legs, hoping
to put them out of reach.
Relena smiled at him and shifted in her chair, pulling it a bit closer
to the table. Heero was just about to take a sip of juice when he felt
something slide over his knee and up his thigh. Across the table, Relena
appeared to be sliding down rather low in her chair. His appetite suddenly
gone, Heero braced his hands against the table and slid his chair away
from it, keeping his legs wrapped out of range as he did so. Just then
Duo's cheerful "Good morning, guys!" rang out. Intending to
offer Duo his seat and skip breakfast himself, he was slightly startled
at the husky "Mornin', lover" that purred in his ear as the
braided boy leaned over him and raided his plate.
‘What the hell is he up to?' Heero wondered suspiciously. ‘Keep my feet
up...' The quick jerk that spun the chair sideways to the table caught
him by surprise. ‘Shit, sometimes I forget just how strong and fast he
really is. I think Shinigami guessed what Miss Butter-wouldn't-melt-in-her-mouth
over there was up to...' Delighted at the method of retaliation that Duo
had chosen, Heero rested his hands lightly on Duo's hips and waited to
see what would come next.
"Hmm, better not eat all this myself - you're gonna need to keep
your strength up too," Duo said, then pulled another grape off the
cluster with his teeth.
‘He wouldn't... Not in front of all these people - would he?' As Duo leaned
forward to press their mouths together, Heero realized, ‘Oh yes he would.
Okay, I think I just got my appetite back.' As their tongues tangled in
the process of transferring the grape, Relena's presence was completely
Puzzled by Heero's strange behaviour, Quatre had been relieved to see
Duo come in. ‘Maybe Heero will settle down now,' he thought. Cringing
from the shriek of chair legs across tile (‘Those marks may never
come off!'), the reprimand he intended to issue died a sudden death as
he switched from irritation to shock.
Still gaping at the mind-bending spectacle of Duo Maxwell sitting on Heero
Yuy's lap and feeding him grapes - with his mouth no less - Quatre
felt a light tap on his shoulder.
"You know, I like grapes too," Trowa observed pointedly.
"Why don't I get that kind of service?"
"Trowa! " Quatre sputtered. "In public?! "
"Why not? They," Trowa waved a cluster of grapes towards
Duo and Heero, "obviously won't mind."
‘Hmm, guess we know why those two are late for breakfast,' Dorothy
thought, surveying the marks decorating Heero's neck as he took a seat
at the table. ‘I wonder what Miss Relena will make of this?' Stealing
a sideways glance at the girl in question, she wondered why Relena appeared
to be sliding down so low in her chair. Wondered, until Yuy shoved his
chair away from the table, that is. ‘She didn't! I don't believe
it - little Miss Prim-and-Proper just tried to play footsie with him!
I wonder what he'll do... Somehow, I doubt he wants to announce what she
tried to the entire table, but he must know that if he pulls his chair
back up again she'll try again.'
Spotting Duo's narrowed, glittering gaze directed angrily at Relena, Dorothy
was expecting fireworks. ‘Ah ha, someone else has figured out what she
was up to...' Then that angry expression changed to a deliciously mischievously
evil smirk. ‘Oh, this should be good,' she thought happily. ‘Hmm,
no popcorn, guess I'll have to settle for grapes.' Watching what Duo
was doing with his grapes, however, changed her mind. ‘I think
I'll pass on the grapes - they just won't taste the same eating them all
by myself... Duo's method looks so much more enjoyable...'
Turning her gaze towards Relena, Dorothy was amused to see that her pale,
perfect skin had turned a distinctly unattractive, blotchy red. That perfect
pink mouth currently looked like it belonged on a fish as, after one initial
squawk of outrage, it repeatedly opened and closed soundlessly. As Heero
reached out and picked up a melon ball off of his plate, placing it in
his own mouth then leaning forward slightly to share it with Duo, Relena's
face darkened even further. Dorothy quickly placed her hands over her
ears in preparation for what was certainly coming next.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, MAXWELL! YOU PERVERTED COMMON
LITTLE LOWLIFE, HOW DARE YOU DO SUCH A DISGUSTING THING IN PUBLIC! YOU'VE
PERVERTED HEERO WITH YOUR REVOLTING HABITS! I'M SHOCKED AND APPALLED AT
SUCH OUTRAGEOUS BEHAVIOUR! QUATRE WINNER, HOW CAN YOU CONDONE SUCH DREADFUL
BEHAVIOUR IN YOUR HOUSEHOLD! OH, THAT'S RIGHT, YOU AND THAT COMMON CIRCUS
CLOWN ARE THE SAME WAY! THIS IS ABSOLUTELY DISGRACEFUL! WHY IF --
Abruptly, there was sudden, blessed, silence.
"Thank you, Wufei," Quatre said, slowly unclenching his white-knuckled
"She seemed to be a bit overwrought," Wufei said, releasing
the nerve-pinch that he had used to knock Relena out. "I thought
a rest would be a good idea."
"I think perhaps Miss Relena would be more comfortable staying in
a less ‘disgraceful' household," Quatre said in a perfectly calm,
collected voice. "Dorothy, if you wish to stay, you may, as you have
been a perfectly pleasant houseguest. That," he said, pointing
one slightly shaking finger at Relena's unconscious body, "however,
is no longer welcome on Winner property. Any Winner property. Please
have Pargan see to her removal from this one immediately."
"Certainly," Dorothy agreed. "And I believe that I will
stay. At least until after the wedding." ‘The people here are much
more interesting than those that can usually be found dancing attendance
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