Thirty Second Gundam Wing
1x2
Kracken
Ties
He should have suspected it would happen, but it still caught him by surprise. Maxwell was getting married. Jenkins heard the agents at the water cooler talking about it as he passed them by. Of course, he thought with a sick lurch to his stomach, Duo and Hilde were always together, always partnered, always having lunch or making plans for the weekend.Marriage had been inevitable.
He should have said something, Jenkins told himself as he walked towards Maxwell's desk, but Hilde was beautiful, talented, and the best agent out there, and he had been tongue tied anytime that he had stood within four feet of her. He had let so many opportunities slide through his fingers, and now...
Maxwell was shuffling papers and looking bored, his wild bangs hanging in his face and his Preventer tie loosened. Yuy was at his desk, off to one side, stacking and labeling file disks intently. Une must have said something to them, Jenkins surmised. Those two never did office work unless ordered to. They were high caliber field agents, not desk jockeys like him.
"Congratulations, Maxwell," Jenkins said as he reached out and shook Duo's hand. Releasing it, he wasn't sure why Duo was looking so startled.
"You know?" Duo asked. Yuy had looked up as well, frowning.
"People talk," Jenkins replied.
Maxwell exchanged a look with Yuy that was strangely embarrassed.
"You're a lucky man," Jenkins went on, hating Maxwell, hating himself, and hating life just then. "I suppose you'll be buying a house and finally settling down to a desk job? I can't imagine you having the white picket fence and the car laod of kids, but I guess I was wrong."
Duo's mouth opened and he looked, shocked. "I'm not taking a desk job," he managed finally,"and kids... I don't think..."
"Well, you're a colony brat," Jenkins went on, feeling the pain and the anger building, "I suppose having kids in test tubes takes all the fun out of it, but if that's the only way..." He could have kicked himself. He sounded stupid and bitter, to himself. He tried to recover,"So, you thinking of staying on Earth, or settling on a colony?"
Duo blinked as if he didn't know how to reply and then he said, "Uh, nothing's going to change. Why should it?"
"Well, you have responsibilities, now," Jenkins retorted. What was wrong with Maxwell? Couldn't he see that Hilde needed someone to take care of her? Couldn't he see that he needed to make a home for her and to stay safe for her sake? Did the man not really care about her at all?"
It was a moment of acute silence before Jenkins realized that he had shouted all of that out loud.
Duo's eyes were wide and his mouth was hanging open, speechless. Yuy turned in his chair and growled, "Jenkins, he's marrying me, not Hilde."
Jenkins felt his face flame and his heart skip a beat. "Y-y-you?" he managed.
"Uh, yeah," Duo said and then recovered enough to ask, "What's all this about Hilde? She's like my sister."
"I-I just thought..." Jenkins trailed off, mind in confused turmoil. He wasn't sure what was more shocking, the fact that Maxwell and Yuy were gay, that they were getting married, or that the beautiful, wonderful, and talented Hilde wasn't even a blip on Maxwell's radar screen.
Maxwell looked serious suddenly and said, "Look, Jenkins, if you have a thing for Hilde, you should really say something.All that stuff you said... She really wants all of that. She's never found anybody to give it to her, though."
Jenkins blushed hotly. "R-Really?"
"Yeah," Duo grunted, "So, go for it."
Jenkins managed to extricate himself after that, his growing excitement overwhelming his complete embarrassment, as he went to find Hilde. Behind him, he heard Duo's voice.
"So, Heero, do you want a new house and some kids?"
Heero snorted and replied, "No, a new Glock, maybe."
Duo chuckled, "That's why I love you, baby!"
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"Why are you marrying again, because it's certainly not for the romance?" Quatre complained.
"Insurance and taxes," Heero muttered as he poked at his palm pilot intently.
"Free food and a week paid vacation," Duo replied. Dressed in his Preventer uniform pants, and a fake tux t-shirt, he dug hands into his pockets casually and popped his gum as he looked around. "Preventers caters when one of their own gets hitched," he reminded Quatre.
"How... mercenary," Quatre sighed as he rolled his eyes at Trowa.
Duo grinned at Trowa,"Anything's better than pink roses and silk, pink, tux's, right Tro'?"
Trowa looked uncomfortable at the mention of his and Quatre's very elaborate wedding.
Quatre glared. "I didn't design the wedding, my sisters did, so don't blame me." He looked around at the almost bare Preventer hall filled with agents and civilian friends,"Though, if you ask me, this could do with some feminine help."
Heero finished with his work and tucked his palm pilot into his pocket. "This is fine for us. Where's the official and the paperwork?"
"See how he loves me?" Duo chuckled. "He wants to get to the honeymoon."
Heero grunted, "I do love you, but we have a suspect in the Bryson case, we need to interview this afternoon."
"Oh, yeah," Duo remembered as he rubbed the back of his neck. He gave Heero a leer. "After, though?"
Heero gave a small smile. "After," he promised.
Wu Fei motioned to them that everything was ready. Duo snagged Heero's hand and dragged him over to the official.
Jenkins moved around the 'guests' as he made his way to where Hilde was standing, sipping a drink in a paper cup. "Crazy, isn't it?" Jenkins managed to ask her. He felt acutely self conscious, his heart in his throat as she turned to look at him.
"Yeah, well, they are guys," Hilde snorted. "As far as they're concerned, they were 'married' as soon as they moved in together." she looked thoughtful, "Though, if you ask me, I think they may have it right. Quick, sign the papers, and get it over with."
Jenkins blushed and asked, "I thought... No wedding dress? No honeymoon in the islands?"
Hilde snickered, "No. I'm not that kind of woman. I like things simple."
Jenkins swallowed hard and said,"A guy would be lucky to marry you."
She gave him a piercing look over the top of her cup and then lowered it as she replied, "Eh, Jenkins, that's nice of you to say, and all, but.... "
"It's true," he insisted, and then found the courage to bull forward and ask, "I would be lucky if you just went on a date with me."
"Speech! Speech!" Everyone was suddenly yelling after Heero and Duo signed and fingerprinted the paperwork.
Duo snickered and Heero looked annoyed, but they began by thanking everyone for attending, and then Duo said, "We're going to be together for the rest of our lives now, so get used to it." Everyone laughed.
"I'm not your kind of person," Hilde was saying over the noise, but she was smiling at Jenkins. "I know your type," she said, "You want a little lady at home while you go to work. You want the babies and the nice house. I'm a career girl. I'm not hanging up my gun anytime soon."
Jenkin's mouth hung open in confusion and then he stammered, "B-but Maxwell said..."
Hilde snorted, "He's got a big mouth, but... hey, well... I just tell guys that, because, when you do, they usually head for the hills and leave me alone."
"Oh," Jenkins felt his heart fall into his shoes, but he managed, "Uhm, if you ever do... you know, want to hang up your gun and settle down... you will give me a call?"
Hilde gave him a warm smile."Yeah, Jenkins, you'll be the first."
The room erupted into laughter as Duo pushed a slice of wedding cake into Heero's face. Heero, not appreciating the custom, shoved a much larger piece into Duo's face. They went down in flailing limbs and chunks of wedding cake.
Wu Fei looked indignant. "They deserve each other," he sniffed.
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They came home after a long day, Duo's hair still sticky with wedding cake, and their assignments finished. Duo yawned repeatedly, stretched wearily as they went through the door of their shared apartment, and said offhandedly, "I'm going to shower. What'll we do for dinner?"
Heero caught Duo's hand and turned him back around. He looked at his lover grimly.
Duo sighed, "Yeah, I know. I was stupid about the cake. Having an important meeting full of cake didn't look at all professional."
Heero frowned "No, it didn't," he agreed, but then he smiled, "but it was funny."
Duo chuckled."Maybe that's why we're still together, you laugh at my jokes?"
Heero shook his head, "No, stupid, it's because I happen to love you."
Duo went wide eyed in faked surprise. "Oh? Guess it's a good thing that I love you too, then." He snickered, gave Heero a small bump and grind of his pelvis, and then broke away and headed for the shower again. "Must shower. I'm not doing anything with cake all over me."
"Not anything?" Heero called after him as if disappointed.
Duo leaned back into the room from the bathroom door. He grinned. "It is our wedding night. Nothing's going to stop me from THAT."
Heero rolled his eyes. "Weddings. It's all ridiculous."
Duo shrugged. "It was fun."
"Quatre, though..." Heero didn't have to finish.
"He's a romantic, we're not. He'll have to get over it," Duo called back as he turned on the shower. "He should know by now that Heero Yuy is all business."
Heero looked pained where Duo couldn't see. "Not all business," he replied softly and then took up a position by the bedroom door, arms crossed over his chest, leaning against the door jamb.
Duo finished his shower and came out of the bathroom nude. Rubbing a towel through his wet hair, he gave Heero a curious look as he padded towards the bedroom. "What's up?" he wondered. "Find a spider again? Duo Maxwell, spider killer, is on the job."
Heero scowled and didn't answer.
"Nothing to be embarrassed about, Heero," Duo assured him as he picked up a magazine, towel draped over his head, and proceeded to roll it up. "We all have our thing. Mine's Lady Une and yours is spiders. I'll have it bug juice in just a second." He tapped the roll in his free hand as if he meant business, and strode into the bedroom. He stopped again, almost immediately.
"All business?" Heero drawled as he smiled and turned to look into the bedroom.
Duo tossed the magazine aside and approached the bed. "How the hell did you manage this?"
"I have friends." Heero smirked.
Champagne was chilling in a bucket beside the bed. A tray of fruit and cheese was arranged on a tray. Thornless red roses were scattered over the bed.
"You've been talking to Hilde," Duo accused.
Heero shrugged.
Duo motioned to the bed, scowling. "That's all very nice, but how are we supposed to make love like wild animals, all night long, with that stuff in the way?"
Heero frowned. "I thought..."
"That I wanted this?" Duo laughed. He turned, flipped the towel from his head, and grabbed Heero by the shirt. "Listen, Yuy. I didn't marry someone I wanted to change. I married Heero Yuy, all business. You can leave the spontaneous, not thought out, crap, to me, because-"
"That's why I married you?" Heero finished with a warm smile.
"You know it," Duo chuckled.
"So," Heero reached out and pulled Duo into his strong embrace, "Do you have some not well thought out, spontaneous, crap, to tell me about?"
Duo grinned. "You shower. We get dressed. We head for space and a nice resort satellite,where we'll find out, together, how much fun low gravity sex really is."
"Reservations?" Heero asked.
"Of course not, I just thought of it," Duo snickered."Come on, baby! Live on the edge with all the other unscheduled shuttle passengers! Let's go!"
Heero pulled Duo in for a deep kiss. It was hard, masculine, and devouring. When he broke contact, he said,"Don't ever change."
"You either," Duo told him, wide eyed and breathless from the kiss. "Especially when you can kiss like that. Make sure you do a lot more of that when we get to the satellite."
"It's in the plan," Heero replied with a smile and seized another kiss.
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"You are a dirty, dirty, boy, Quatre Winner," Duo growled.
"Duo, it's you and me," Quatre begged. "We went through a war together. You can trust me. Please, give me some details."
"Heero would kill me," Duo groused. "You're asking me to risk my life, here."
"Duo, for our friendship, which means the world to me," Quatre replied. "I have to know."
Duo moved the phone receiver to the other ear and rolled his hotel brochure into a tighter roll. "Okay, Quatre, I'll indulge your perverted little self. Ask away."
"How many inches?" Quatre asked quickly.
Duo frowned. "Why haven't you asked me that before this?"
"Uhm, just worked up the nerve," Quatre snickered.
"Well, they say," Duo replied, "It's not the inches, it's how you use them."
"He's... small, then?" Quatre sounded as if he were blushing hotly.
Duo knelt and looked under the bed. "Not small, no... average, I guess."
"Average as in... larger than you?" Quatre wondered.
Duo scowled. "I beg your pardon, Mr. Winner, but we've showered 'Preventer Gym' style before. I think I've got at least two on you."
"Okay, okay," Quatre snickered and then asked, "Who was on top?"
Duo crawled cautiously under the hem of the blanket, but the darkness made him pause. "Unlike you, 'Spread Them and Beg', we don't have a preference."
"I like Trowa to... you know," Quatre argued.
Duo raised an eyebrow and grunted as he swept the rolled brochure back and forth along the carpet. "Okay, so you don't mind talking dirty about me and Heero, but you and Trowa make you shy? You need therapy."
Duo started as his braid floated by his face and he swatted at it before he realized what it was. Swearing, he crawled from underneath the bed and sat down on the floor.
"Look, Quatre, I'll tell you everything," Duo said irritably. "We got into our room, stripped, lubed, put on safety straps, and Heero fucked me like a damned piston machine for over an hour. He was everything a good porn movie needs and I felt like I was certified in contortionist school before he was done with me. In zero g you can fuck upside down...sideways... off the ceiling... you name it. Now, can I go back to taking my turn on top of Heero? Are you done with the twenty questions?"
"Y-y-yes," Quatre stammered. "H-Have fun, Duo."
"I intend to," Duo grumbled under his breath as he hung up small cell phone and pocketed it, "Just as soon as I catch this goddamn spider and kill it! Who ever heard of a spider on a space satellite?! God hates me!"
"Is it dead?" Heero called from the closed door of the bathroom.
Duo gritted his teeth. "Yes, you big baby!" he lied.
Heero opened the door, looking embarrassed. "What happened to the speech about 'Everyone having phobias'?"
"That was before a spider interrupted us and gave me a case of blue balls!" Duo snarled back.
Heero looked troubled. "It's not any crazier than being afraid of the head of Preventers."
"In case you've forgotten," Duo snapped back, "She tried to have me executed. I think my phobia about Lady Une is a hell of a lot more valid."
Heero managed a chuckle and then he was across the room and picking up the safety ties. "Now that the spider is dead, can we try again?"
Duo sighed, dropped the rolled brochure, and then let his robe float away. Hooking a safety belt to his waist, he watched Heero do the same in anticipation. When his lover was ready, they both slipped out of their grav shoes and floated.
It was hot, it was heavy, and it was damned difficult, but the straps kept them in a tight spin as Duo clung to Heero and let the man ride him to completion. Sixty nineing after that, Heero sucked Duo off as they floated towards the ceiling, bumping gently.
He was almost there. Duo clutched at Heero, holding him tightly and totally lost in the feeling of the man's warm, sucking mouth. He wasn't prepared for a small spider to come floating by Heero's ass. Determinedly, Duo reached out, and grabbed it. Ignoring the sensation of tiny legs in the palm of his hand, he came hard into Heero's eagerly sucking mouth.
"That was..." Heero panted.
"Fantastic, lover," Duo breathed as he rolled with Heero until they were facing each other. He kissed Heero long and deep, tasting himself on Heero's tongue.
Breaking apart at last, they grinned at each other, until Heero looked aside
and asked, "Duo, what's that in your hand?"