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(GW) Cloneness! and heero's week a bit.
Posted chapters 10 and 11 here. I think i posted chapter 10 on this LJ before, but i forgot to add it to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
reiyel. whoops.
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'I should learn to say no to Duo,' Heero thought with wry amusement as he slowly made his way upstairs. Braid-boy had cornered him again in the kitchen. Heero was really starting to take the possibility that he was doing drugs seriously.
There was a mission today, but Heero was not going. The pilots were all claiming that they would be fine and didn't need a fifth pilot for such an easy mission, but he couldn't help but worry a little. He didn't like being left behind to wait. He felt like... like... Like a soldier's little wife, told not to worry her pretty head while her man was doing a man's work. Or something; he really should never have opened that old book he'd found in the attic. It was full of nonsense.
Anyway, he needed to check on Quatre and Wufei's whereabouts. They were due at the hangar in ten minutes, and Trowa and Duo were too busy checking on their Gundams to find them themselves.
He was in the corridor when he finally heard them.
"I'm sure you can," Quatre was replying in his no-nonsense voice, "but I can do it faster and more easily..."
Wufei grumbled, just as Heero reached the door.
He didn't come in right away, just stared at the scene in mild surprise. Wufei was turned away from the door, leaning forward on his hands as Quatre pulled the cloth of his under-suit in place around his hips. Wufei's arms were encased in the black latex-like material of the flight suit, but the top of the suit was hanging from his shoulders, and his ponytail was pulled over his shoulder, baring his skin from the nape of his neck to the small of his back.
Heero caught himself wishing for Wufei to end up with the next week.
He watched as Quatre's gloved hands brushes against the edges of the suit, pulling it in place, as Wufei's skin disappeared inch by inch under the black material. It was.. aesthetically appealing, he decided, and for some reason he held off warning them of his presence until Quatre's fingers left Wufei's nape and Wufei flicked his ponytail in place again.
"You're due to the hangar in five minutes," he informed them, voice neutral, and turned around to leave.
Belatedly, it occurred to him to add "05 lets 04 assist him" and "05 lets 04 come into close contact with him" to his "Quatre's experiment : pros and cons" list. He made a detour by his room to add the incident to his log.
By the time he joined them in the hangar, Wufei was already sealed up inside his Gundam, only waiting for the signal. Duo, leaning out of his cockpit, sent Heero a cheerful wave, and Quatre didn't see him, concentrated on his readouts. As for Trowa, he wasn't in sight so Heero climbed up the scaffolding and checked the other side of the mecha.
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And then the scene continues in that Trowa/Heero making out against the gundam scene that I posted ages ago. But i'm a tease so i'm not posting it again for those who missed it, hahahaha. I have one other scene left to write, and it's complicated (goddamnit why did i think it was a good idea to have Duo/Trowa interaction???) butjoisbishmyoga is helping me, so hopefully i'll have it done soon. *goes back to fic*
reiyel. whoops. Also:
'I should learn to say no to Duo,' Heero thought with wry amusement as he slowly made his way upstairs. Braid-boy had cornered him again in the kitchen. Heero was really starting to take the possibility that he was doing drugs seriously.
There was a mission today, but Heero was not going. The pilots were all claiming that they would be fine and didn't need a fifth pilot for such an easy mission, but he couldn't help but worry a little. He didn't like being left behind to wait. He felt like... like... Like a soldier's little wife, told not to worry her pretty head while her man was doing a man's work. Or something; he really should never have opened that old book he'd found in the attic. It was full of nonsense.
Anyway, he needed to check on Quatre and Wufei's whereabouts. They were due at the hangar in ten minutes, and Trowa and Duo were too busy checking on their Gundams to find them themselves.
He was in the corridor when he finally heard them.
"I'm sure you can," Quatre was replying in his no-nonsense voice, "but I can do it faster and more easily..."
Wufei grumbled, just as Heero reached the door.
He didn't come in right away, just stared at the scene in mild surprise. Wufei was turned away from the door, leaning forward on his hands as Quatre pulled the cloth of his under-suit in place around his hips. Wufei's arms were encased in the black latex-like material of the flight suit, but the top of the suit was hanging from his shoulders, and his ponytail was pulled over his shoulder, baring his skin from the nape of his neck to the small of his back.
Heero caught himself wishing for Wufei to end up with the next week.
He watched as Quatre's gloved hands brushes against the edges of the suit, pulling it in place, as Wufei's skin disappeared inch by inch under the black material. It was.. aesthetically appealing, he decided, and for some reason he held off warning them of his presence until Quatre's fingers left Wufei's nape and Wufei flicked his ponytail in place again.
"You're due to the hangar in five minutes," he informed them, voice neutral, and turned around to leave.
Belatedly, it occurred to him to add "05 lets 04 assist him" and "05 lets 04 come into close contact with him" to his "Quatre's experiment : pros and cons" list. He made a detour by his room to add the incident to his log.
By the time he joined them in the hangar, Wufei was already sealed up inside his Gundam, only waiting for the signal. Duo, leaning out of his cockpit, sent Heero a cheerful wave, and Quatre didn't see him, concentrated on his readouts. As for Trowa, he wasn't in sight so Heero climbed up the scaffolding and checked the other side of the mecha.
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And then the scene continues in that Trowa/Heero making out against the gundam scene that I posted ages ago. But i'm a tease so i'm not posting it again for those who missed it, hahahaha. I have one other scene left to write, and it's complicated (goddamnit why did i think it was a good idea to have Duo/Trowa interaction???) but
joisbishmyoga is helping me, so hopefully i'll have it done soon. *goes back to fic*
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Et whee Heero's Week !! ^o^ *happypurr*
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I'm so happy to see more of this; it's wonderful. *snugs*
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^______^ *petpet*
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Well... Heero and Duo are kind of kick-ass too, but the interaction is adorable. *grin* I really love this fic; it harks back to a style of science fiction that was popular when I was in school. I teethed on after-the-disaster stories. ^____^