Author: SkyLark
Pairings: 2x1x2, past 2xOC, 5xOC, 3x4
Warnings for Overall Series: Angst, Violence, Sap, Lemons/Limes, AU
Betaed by ShenLong Deb *hugs*
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Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, or its characters. I just love playing with them.
That Which Mends Prologue
The party was every bit the 'epic throw down' the fraternity members had boasted it would be. It was only an hour into the start of the mid-semester celebration and already their massive house was packed to the gills in every room from its attic to the basement.
And Heero Yuy was shocked to find himself still partaking in the festivities.
It was the very last setting that the nineteen-year-old had ever imagined himself in. A straight-A student, as he had been in all of his classes since his first days of being graded, the psychology major was an exemplary model of being as squeaky clean and fly-by-the-rules as a person could be.
Never one to stay up late let along partake in any drinking, both of which he was doing tonight, even his classmates were in awe as he squeezed his way through the crowd and actually engaged in a few conversations with some of the more familiar faces around.
After spending all of his days leading up to that moment never breaking a single self-imposed 'rule,' Yuy had decided that it was high time he finally broke out of his shell for one night of cutting loose. After all, he had already finished his mid-terms and though his papers were not due until the following week, they were already in the hands of his professors to be graded.
What harm could possibly come out of attending one party?
Handed a new beer every time his cup was emptied, the pulse-driving music that flooded the frat house was beginning to pound in Heero's head. A clear indication that he needed to slow down since he had never given himself a chance to build a tolerance to alcohol.
Every would-be alarm that had been innate in him was dulled down by the sip. Practically shouted discussions over the commotion came easier at each encounter. Responsibilities forgotten nuisances as the time wore on into the early evening...
...and a swinging braid amongst the mob captivated the scholar's full attention.
Hazy as his senses had grown, Heero was unable to deny the allure of the lithe creature who owned the thick rope of hair.
Dancing and laughing with everyone he encountered be they male or female, the unknown patron was a captivating presence in skintight blue jeans, black work boots and a dark silver top that hugged his upper body to leave little to the imagination of his perfect physique beneath.
Never before had his face been seen around campus to Yuy's memory. But frankly, he couldn't have cared less who the stranger was. Following his numbed instincts, the Japanese student weaved his way onto the makeshift dance floor as though a moth drawn to a flame. Only for him, the fire was the incredibly beautiful being who was having the same effect on everyone else around him.
Finally reaching the newcomer, the swirling world stopped for a breath for the scholar when haunting violet eyes fell on him. "H-hi," he managed in a rare stumble over his own words.
The stranger smirked in such a fashion that it screamed danger. "Hey," he replied in a smooth, almost sultry way that elevated Heero's pulse. "Looking to have some fun tonight?" came a hint of a tease from the sly grin.
Unable to help his own lips from curling up, Yuy accepted the challenge. "Actually, yea," he heard himself answer, "I am."
Never before would he ever have believed how dramatically life as he knew it would be forever changed by those four words.
TBC...
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