Author: Sami-pi
Pairing: established 1x2x1 and 3x4x3
Rating: G?
Warnings: none?
Timeline: Post EW, Quatre's CEO of WEI, Heero, Duo, Trowa, and Wufei are all Preventers, and they're all around 30ish.
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing, its characters and its trappings, belong to Bandai, Sotsu, and... I was sure there was someone else in there... sorry! ^^;;; Anyway, this fic is not for profit, just for fun.
Notes: oh my word! continuity!!! O_O (this directly follows 12:11 (well, it's the next day in this fic, but you know what i mean~~~ ^O^))
12:12
I walked into the cafeteria and was quite surprised to see one Heero Yuy sitting there alone, pulling the crust off his sandwich, a morose expression on his face. Duo and Heero rarely ate in the cafeteria, preferring to spend their lunch hours in one of their offices doing mushy things like feeding each other grapes. They used to eat out here in the public eye, but really, the rest of us couldn't take it. Come on, they were pushing thirty now, it just wasn't cute anymore.
"Where's your other half?" I asked, dropping into the chair across from him and pulling out my own sandwich.
"With your other half."
Heero didn't even look up. He had now opened his sandwich and was very intently picking the cilantro out of it.
"With my...? Huh?" I stared at him. What was he talking about?
Heero looked up now.
"You remember him, right? Quatre? Short blond man with a ton of money and no spare time?"
I rolled my eyes at him. He so wasn't funny sometimes.
"Well, they're off gallivanting around the world in the Winner private jet for the week." Heero viciously chomped on the cucumber strips that he'd pulled out of his sandwich. "I was supposed to get to go too, but Une wouldn't give me the week off. She said I needed to be here for some security briefing with the L1 ambassador."
"You know, Heero," I said, "pouting is not becoming on a man of your age and stature."
I watched him carefully put his sandwich back together.
He sighed.
"Yeah. But I really wanted to go! I never get to ride in Quatre's jet!"
Heero could be so childish sometimes and it was really quite endearing. I couldn't help but laugh out loud. The fact was that Quatre and Duo were best friends and, whenever Quatre got the whim to exercise his little rich boy rights, Duo was the one he usually dragged with him. This was largely due to the fact that Duo was the only Preventer in history who could wheedle his way into time off whenever he wanted it. Notions of 'advance notice' and 'only four weeks allotted vacation time' meant nothing to Duo. He asked and he received. It was part of his charm.
Or so he said.
But whatever it was, Duo and Quatre had been playing hooky together since we were eighteen, nineteen. Duo had likely ridden in the Winner jet more than I had. If Heero and I were going to get jealous, ten years ago would have been the time to do it. Now was a little late in the day.
"Heero..."
"I know, I know."
We sat in silence and just ate our sandwiches.
"It's not about the jet."
I nodded.
"Okay, it's still a little about the jet."
I nodded again.
"It's just that, they're going Christmas shopping, well 'holiday gift shopping', sorry Trowa, and you know how much Duo likes this season. I'm afraid he'll get his head all turned around and coming back will be a big let down."
Aw, now wasn't that just the cutest thing? For all that they'd been a monogamous couple for more than a decade, Heero was still like a school boy with his first love. He wanted so badly to give Duo the world and he was so sad when it was blatantly shown that he just couldn't.
I reached over to pat him on the shoulder.
"It's okay, Heero. If it's any consolation, Quatre on a gift shopping run is anything but fun. He's a complete maniac. I'd bet twenty bucks that Duo will be booking a commercial flight back tomorrow."
Heero definitely looked happier at this suggestion, but he still seemed quite heavyhearted.
Just as I was about to suggest going to 'happy hour' after work to lift his mood, Heero's cell phone rang.
The expression on Heero's face told me that it was Duo, so I thought I'd leave the table to give them some privacy. Just as I was getting up, however, Heero snagged my sleeve and slipped a twenty into my hand.
OWARI
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