If you really want it to be... wish it
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skerenTitle: If you really want it to be… wish it.
Author: Skeren Dreamera
Series: Gundam Wing
Pairings: 4+1
Rating: G
Warnings: Shounen Ai
Notes: A challenge and a contest resulted in this finally being written. Here you go.
Quatre stared out of his room with a slight frown on his face, eyes tracing back and forth over every line of the city outside. He wasn’t sure if he should be pleased with this safe house, or angry with it for dangling something in his reach that he already knew wasn’t his to have. Sighing deeply, the blond pushed away from the window, then picked up his cloak as he pulled it around his shoulders and tugged up the hood. Then again, there was no accounting for his shock upon realizing Heero had chosen a medieval playing town as his meeting point with him. Who’d have ever considered it?
Shaking off his thoughts, Quatre moved out of the old building to look around the town. There was something good about his being met here, all the players valued their privacy very highly and would never think to pry. He nodded to a couple of the women he passed, smiling at them. No need to be rude after all the courtesies they’d been paid was there?
Quatre let his feet to carry him, not really paying attention until he realized he’d wandered his way right out of the town and was standing beside an old well. “The irony. I didn’t think anything like this still existed.” Quatre glanced around for a moment, looking to see if anyone was around. “I’m just being superstitious, I know better than to believe in old legends…” Nobody was there. “There can’t be any harm in it though.”
Quatre smiled, considering the tale he’d once heard that said if you threw a coin into a well, it would grant you a wish. He really had thought he was above such silly superstition, but he couldn’t help the urge to lend himself to the childish fancy. “What could it hurt? It’s not like it would come true anyway…” Quatre shook his head, a small smile crossing his face as he dropped a small silver coil into the well. “I wish that I had a chance with Heero, I don’t care how brief.” Hearing the satisfying plop of the coin hitting the water, he suddenly felt oddly rejuvenated. Holding onto that feeling tightly, Quatre returned to the village.
-x-x-x-x-x-x-
Heero stared at Trowa for a long moment, his eyes flaring with annoyance. He’d left the safe house with Quatre a week ago, but he’d been feeling a little off ever since. Trowa, ever observant, had noticed. Heero couldn’t help feeling the need to get away from his lover as he was asked about what was bothering him. “I just don’t know.” Heero shook his head, moving forward to brush his fingers across Trowa’s cheek. “Let me think about it.”
Trowa gave a reluctant nod, and he didn’t try to stop Heero as the smaller teen pulled away to leave the room. For this, Heero was thankful. He knew his lover would understand.
-x-x-x-x-x-x-
Quatre moved through the city, having placed his Gundam somewhere off in the large park, and now he had to find his way to the little house they were all staying in. Okay, so ‘all’ only referred to him, Heero, and Trowa, but what else did you expect? This found Quatre, who was too concentrated on working his way to the door, suddenly on top of a very startled Heero after being shoved from behind.
Their eyes met, and something clicked in Heero’s eyes the second Quatre registered who he’d landed on. Rather than getting up, Quatre leaned down, kissing Heero full on the lips as he slid his hands up under his neck. Heero, apparently far from startled, tilted his head to welcome the kiss, much to Quatre’s elation, and wrapped his arms around him. It wasn’t a long kiss, and soon, both drew up for air, oblivious to the suddenly empty street as the crowd all suddenly headed off to other places. Quatre stared down at Heero, and Heero returned the stare.
“You can get off me now.” Heero released Quatre, waiting for the blonde to move away.
Quatre suddenly seeming to realize where they were, got to his feet to offer Heero a hand up. He caught sight of something in a window that made him lurch slightly as Heero got to his feet. It was a sign that said ‘Wishes can come true.’
Heero seemed to notice Quatre’s preoccupation, and followed his startled gaze to the window. A slow smile curved his lips, and he leaned in closer to the blonde to whisper. “You know, I won’t tell, if you don’t.” Satisfied Quatre’s startlement had been transferred to him, Heero then wandered inside, once again completely at ease.
Neither one noticed Duo looking at the scene from the end of the street with a small grin. “Yeah, wishes do come true guys. Just keep wishing.” With a little salute to the empty street, Duo headed off, being sure he was never noticed.
Owari
Author: Skeren Dreamera
Series: Gundam Wing
Pairings: 4+1
Rating: G
Warnings: Shounen Ai
Notes: A challenge and a contest resulted in this finally being written. Here you go.
Quatre stared out of his room with a slight frown on his face, eyes tracing back and forth over every line of the city outside. He wasn’t sure if he should be pleased with this safe house, or angry with it for dangling something in his reach that he already knew wasn’t his to have. Sighing deeply, the blond pushed away from the window, then picked up his cloak as he pulled it around his shoulders and tugged up the hood. Then again, there was no accounting for his shock upon realizing Heero had chosen a medieval playing town as his meeting point with him. Who’d have ever considered it?
Shaking off his thoughts, Quatre moved out of the old building to look around the town. There was something good about his being met here, all the players valued their privacy very highly and would never think to pry. He nodded to a couple of the women he passed, smiling at them. No need to be rude after all the courtesies they’d been paid was there?
Quatre let his feet to carry him, not really paying attention until he realized he’d wandered his way right out of the town and was standing beside an old well. “The irony. I didn’t think anything like this still existed.” Quatre glanced around for a moment, looking to see if anyone was around. “I’m just being superstitious, I know better than to believe in old legends…” Nobody was there. “There can’t be any harm in it though.”
Quatre smiled, considering the tale he’d once heard that said if you threw a coin into a well, it would grant you a wish. He really had thought he was above such silly superstition, but he couldn’t help the urge to lend himself to the childish fancy. “What could it hurt? It’s not like it would come true anyway…” Quatre shook his head, a small smile crossing his face as he dropped a small silver coil into the well. “I wish that I had a chance with Heero, I don’t care how brief.” Hearing the satisfying plop of the coin hitting the water, he suddenly felt oddly rejuvenated. Holding onto that feeling tightly, Quatre returned to the village.
-x-x-x-x-x-x-
Heero stared at Trowa for a long moment, his eyes flaring with annoyance. He’d left the safe house with Quatre a week ago, but he’d been feeling a little off ever since. Trowa, ever observant, had noticed. Heero couldn’t help feeling the need to get away from his lover as he was asked about what was bothering him. “I just don’t know.” Heero shook his head, moving forward to brush his fingers across Trowa’s cheek. “Let me think about it.”
Trowa gave a reluctant nod, and he didn’t try to stop Heero as the smaller teen pulled away to leave the room. For this, Heero was thankful. He knew his lover would understand.
-x-x-x-x-x-x-
Quatre moved through the city, having placed his Gundam somewhere off in the large park, and now he had to find his way to the little house they were all staying in. Okay, so ‘all’ only referred to him, Heero, and Trowa, but what else did you expect? This found Quatre, who was too concentrated on working his way to the door, suddenly on top of a very startled Heero after being shoved from behind.
Their eyes met, and something clicked in Heero’s eyes the second Quatre registered who he’d landed on. Rather than getting up, Quatre leaned down, kissing Heero full on the lips as he slid his hands up under his neck. Heero, apparently far from startled, tilted his head to welcome the kiss, much to Quatre’s elation, and wrapped his arms around him. It wasn’t a long kiss, and soon, both drew up for air, oblivious to the suddenly empty street as the crowd all suddenly headed off to other places. Quatre stared down at Heero, and Heero returned the stare.
“You can get off me now.” Heero released Quatre, waiting for the blonde to move away.
Quatre suddenly seeming to realize where they were, got to his feet to offer Heero a hand up. He caught sight of something in a window that made him lurch slightly as Heero got to his feet. It was a sign that said ‘Wishes can come true.’
Heero seemed to notice Quatre’s preoccupation, and followed his startled gaze to the window. A slow smile curved his lips, and he leaned in closer to the blonde to whisper. “You know, I won’t tell, if you don’t.” Satisfied Quatre’s startlement had been transferred to him, Heero then wandered inside, once again completely at ease.
Neither one noticed Duo looking at the scene from the end of the street with a small grin. “Yeah, wishes do come true guys. Just keep wishing.” With a little salute to the empty street, Duo headed off, being sure he was never noticed.
Owari