A Day in the Life
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Gundam Wing/AC › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
728
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A Day in the Life
A Day in the Life
Line Challenge from Jade Black (SDDI)
By: happyonna@yahoo.com
Pairings: 3x3, 1+/x2, 3x4
Disclaimer: not mine, someone else\'s
Warnings: squick, weirdness, attempted humor, yaoi sort of
Ratings: more than R less than NC-17
Archive: if you really want to after reading it… Go for it! Just tell me where.
and: http://www.angelfire.com/gundam/poppie-cickle
Feedback: Sure if you promise not to scream too loudly. ^_^
Part 1/2
It was after midnight and Duo lay on his bed, pensively staring up at the ceiling. Heero was snoring away on the bed across the room. Suddenly the rhythm of his soft snores was broken by a mutter.
“Normally, both of you would be dead as fucking fried chicken by now, but since I\'m in a transitional period, I don\'t want to kill either one of your asses.”
Duo blinked incredulously and slowly turned his head to look at his partner. ‘He’s still asleep! Heero Yuy talks in his sleep. Heero talks in his sleep? What in the world could he be dreaming about?’
*****
Heero’s dream...
Heero looked from Duo, now sporting huge Dumbo ears, to a pink tutu wearing Wufei, who were securely tied to the chairs on which they sat. Heero was dressed in cheesy looking suits from a nineteen 70s looking gangster movie except his was orange plaid. Heero obviously thought that none of this was in the least out of place. He pulled out a very large very modern looking gun and pointed it at Wufei and Duo who just looked at him and grinned. \"Here we go. AK-47, the very best there is. When you absolutely positively have to kill every mother fucker in the room, accept no substitute.\"
Gangster Heero looked unimpressed with his captive’s humor. With a growl he leveled the weapon and his finger caressed the trigger. “Omae o korosu. Well, it\'s been one long goddamn hot miserable shit-ass fuckin\' day every inch of the way. Sayonara, Duo… Wufei. Give my regards to Shinigami.”
*****
Back in the real world
Duo glowered at Heero’s still sleeping form. \"You shoot me in a dream, you bastard; you better wake-up and apologize.\" The rest of his rant however was ruined when the boy he was about to pounce on continued.
“Remember, you are not a salmon.”
‘Whaaaaaaatttt?!?!?!’
*****
The next morning Heero noticed Duo giving him odd looks from across the breakfast table. “What?” He mumbled through a mouthful of rice crispies.
Duo just shook his head sorrowfully. “Heero-man, you are seriously fucked up.”
Heero dropped his spoon. “What? Why do you say that?”
“Just do us all a favor, man. Get some help.” Duo said as he eased his way out of the room, warily eyeing his insane partner. Just then they were interrupted by a sound that made both Duo and Heero think that they were still having that dream.
“You self indulgent wanker!” Quatre screamed.
And then Trowa’s calm quiet voice responded, “How can you not be self indulgent when you’re wanking?”
Well that sounded reasonable didn’t it?
Trowa walked calmly into the kitchen and started making his morning cornflakes. A small still ranting blond whirlwind blew in behind him. “How could you?? Oooooh... man! I will NEVER forgive your ass for this shit. This is some fucked up repugnant shit!\"
Three jaws hit the floor at that last remark and Trowa picked his up before responding.
“Let me say it one more time. It is ill-rel-e-vant.”
“Irrelevant??? How can you say that?? I’d say that this is VERY relevant. And not just to me. I’d say that everyone needs to know about this one!”
Duo bounced in his seat. He was SO ready to know what was making Quat this angry at Trowa. He just wished that they would get on with the explanation and stop saying all these things that were just making his curiosity worse. Still fidgeting he looked over at Heero. The boy’s face was expressionless but curiosity burned in his cobalt eyes.
“Quatre please. Do they really need to know this?”
Aqua eyes gleamed with righteous fury. “Tell them. You tell them or I will.” Trowa sighed and resignedly started to tell his story.
“You see… what happened was…”
“Just get on with it Tro.”
Trowa glared hard at Duo. “Who’s telling this story, Duo? Me or you? Now. As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted…” a quick glance at Duo. “What happened was on the last mission. Quatre was…”
Flashback~
Quatre was sitting on his blankets that were laid out on the floor of the small safehouse they were staying in that night. He ran his fingers slowly through his smooth blonde hair. He moaned softly at the pleasurable sensation of the tangles being gently removed and his hair being returned to its normal pristine condition.
Trowa quietly walked up behind his gentle lover. He slipped his arms around the slender Ara’s b’s body and laid his cheek against the top of his head. “Ai shiteru Quatre.”
Quatre’s fingers moved from combing through his own hair to caress Trowa’s cheek. “Honto?” And he turned his head to regard his koi.
Trowa smiled slightly. “Of course I do, koishii. Bein’ with you is almost better than cleaning my gun.”
A bit later, after some cuddling Quatre drifted off to sleep. Trowa, knowing that he wasn’t getting any that night decided that he would take care of it himself. His hand drifted down into the waistband of his tight pants to rub and stroke his throbbing member. His hand stroked faster and he moaned but no matter what he tried he couldn’t bring himself off. He growled. He NEEDED this release. His free hand moved back to his wallet and he pulled out a number and dialed quickly.
1-800-WEIRD-SEX
End Flashback~
“Quatre didn’t walk in until the part where the phone operator finished his story. All he heard was ‘Oh man. You should have seen what happened this weekend. I\'m not going into details, but once I realized the horse was dead, I pulled my pants up and left. Boy, was THAT embarrassing.’ and saw me jerking off.”
Wufei had just finished his katas and was coming into the kitchen for breakfast when he heard the last comment. He quickly ran back out, desperately trying to staunch the flow of blood spurting heavily from his nose.
Duo laughed heartily and tried to erase the visions that came along with both the story and the argument. Wufei turned back and shouted from half way down the hall. “Duo oo puckin’ baturd!”
“Oi Wu! I may be a bastard, but I\'m not a fucking bastard.” He laughed harder and Wufei turned back toward the bathroom, mumbling around his bleeding nose.
End Pt. 1~~
Line Challenge from Jade Black (SDDI)
By: happyonna@yahoo.com
Pairings: 3x3, 1+/x2, 3x4
Disclaimer: not mine, someone else\'s
Warnings: squick, weirdness, attempted humor, yaoi sort of
Ratings: more than R less than NC-17
Archive: if you really want to after reading it… Go for it! Just tell me where.
and: http://www.angelfire.com/gundam/poppie-cickle
Feedback: Sure if you promise not to scream too loudly. ^_^
Part 1/2
It was after midnight and Duo lay on his bed, pensively staring up at the ceiling. Heero was snoring away on the bed across the room. Suddenly the rhythm of his soft snores was broken by a mutter.
“Normally, both of you would be dead as fucking fried chicken by now, but since I\'m in a transitional period, I don\'t want to kill either one of your asses.”
Duo blinked incredulously and slowly turned his head to look at his partner. ‘He’s still asleep! Heero Yuy talks in his sleep. Heero talks in his sleep? What in the world could he be dreaming about?’
*****
Heero’s dream...
Heero looked from Duo, now sporting huge Dumbo ears, to a pink tutu wearing Wufei, who were securely tied to the chairs on which they sat. Heero was dressed in cheesy looking suits from a nineteen 70s looking gangster movie except his was orange plaid. Heero obviously thought that none of this was in the least out of place. He pulled out a very large very modern looking gun and pointed it at Wufei and Duo who just looked at him and grinned. \"Here we go. AK-47, the very best there is. When you absolutely positively have to kill every mother fucker in the room, accept no substitute.\"
Gangster Heero looked unimpressed with his captive’s humor. With a growl he leveled the weapon and his finger caressed the trigger. “Omae o korosu. Well, it\'s been one long goddamn hot miserable shit-ass fuckin\' day every inch of the way. Sayonara, Duo… Wufei. Give my regards to Shinigami.”
*****
Back in the real world
Duo glowered at Heero’s still sleeping form. \"You shoot me in a dream, you bastard; you better wake-up and apologize.\" The rest of his rant however was ruined when the boy he was about to pounce on continued.
“Remember, you are not a salmon.”
‘Whaaaaaaatttt?!?!?!’
*****
The next morning Heero noticed Duo giving him odd looks from across the breakfast table. “What?” He mumbled through a mouthful of rice crispies.
Duo just shook his head sorrowfully. “Heero-man, you are seriously fucked up.”
Heero dropped his spoon. “What? Why do you say that?”
“Just do us all a favor, man. Get some help.” Duo said as he eased his way out of the room, warily eyeing his insane partner. Just then they were interrupted by a sound that made both Duo and Heero think that they were still having that dream.
“You self indulgent wanker!” Quatre screamed.
And then Trowa’s calm quiet voice responded, “How can you not be self indulgent when you’re wanking?”
Well that sounded reasonable didn’t it?
Trowa walked calmly into the kitchen and started making his morning cornflakes. A small still ranting blond whirlwind blew in behind him. “How could you?? Oooooh... man! I will NEVER forgive your ass for this shit. This is some fucked up repugnant shit!\"
Three jaws hit the floor at that last remark and Trowa picked his up before responding.
“Let me say it one more time. It is ill-rel-e-vant.”
“Irrelevant??? How can you say that?? I’d say that this is VERY relevant. And not just to me. I’d say that everyone needs to know about this one!”
Duo bounced in his seat. He was SO ready to know what was making Quat this angry at Trowa. He just wished that they would get on with the explanation and stop saying all these things that were just making his curiosity worse. Still fidgeting he looked over at Heero. The boy’s face was expressionless but curiosity burned in his cobalt eyes.
“Quatre please. Do they really need to know this?”
Aqua eyes gleamed with righteous fury. “Tell them. You tell them or I will.” Trowa sighed and resignedly started to tell his story.
“You see… what happened was…”
“Just get on with it Tro.”
Trowa glared hard at Duo. “Who’s telling this story, Duo? Me or you? Now. As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted…” a quick glance at Duo. “What happened was on the last mission. Quatre was…”
Flashback~
Quatre was sitting on his blankets that were laid out on the floor of the small safehouse they were staying in that night. He ran his fingers slowly through his smooth blonde hair. He moaned softly at the pleasurable sensation of the tangles being gently removed and his hair being returned to its normal pristine condition.
Trowa quietly walked up behind his gentle lover. He slipped his arms around the slender Ara’s b’s body and laid his cheek against the top of his head. “Ai shiteru Quatre.”
Quatre’s fingers moved from combing through his own hair to caress Trowa’s cheek. “Honto?” And he turned his head to regard his koi.
Trowa smiled slightly. “Of course I do, koishii. Bein’ with you is almost better than cleaning my gun.”
A bit later, after some cuddling Quatre drifted off to sleep. Trowa, knowing that he wasn’t getting any that night decided that he would take care of it himself. His hand drifted down into the waistband of his tight pants to rub and stroke his throbbing member. His hand stroked faster and he moaned but no matter what he tried he couldn’t bring himself off. He growled. He NEEDED this release. His free hand moved back to his wallet and he pulled out a number and dialed quickly.
1-800-WEIRD-SEX
End Flashback~
“Quatre didn’t walk in until the part where the phone operator finished his story. All he heard was ‘Oh man. You should have seen what happened this weekend. I\'m not going into details, but once I realized the horse was dead, I pulled my pants up and left. Boy, was THAT embarrassing.’ and saw me jerking off.”
Wufei had just finished his katas and was coming into the kitchen for breakfast when he heard the last comment. He quickly ran back out, desperately trying to staunch the flow of blood spurting heavily from his nose.
Duo laughed heartily and tried to erase the visions that came along with both the story and the argument. Wufei turned back and shouted from half way down the hall. “Duo oo puckin’ baturd!”
“Oi Wu! I may be a bastard, but I\'m not a fucking bastard.” He laughed harder and Wufei turned back toward the bathroom, mumbling around his bleeding nose.
End Pt. 1~~