Is Wanting Peace so Bad?

Sequel to A Night of Gambling, A Dinner Date to Die For, and Movie Maddness

By Gigi and Tina

Disclaimer- We do not own Gundam Wing or any of the characters in it. So ha.
Can't sue us.

Authoresses Note- This, like the other 3 to this series, does have a warning
for the language in it and etc. Its not as bad as the others...so um...^.^;;



No one knew that a certain peace loving someone had been a stole-away in the
spare tire bag with Quatre. Hell, Quatre didn't even know it. He was too busy
counting his damn nickels, laughing like a maniac, and then sleeping. So, how
didn't the gang know when they all got out of the car? Well, they
accidentally left Quatre in the spare tire bag. He got out later, and being
as tired as he was, had no clue that certain stole-away was in there with him.

Now, it was morning in the Winner Mansion and everyone was just getting up.
Duo and Hilde were already sitting at the table drinking coffee, Sally was
making cereal, and Cathy was just leaning against the wall, popping a few
Advil into her mouth. Trowa came stumbling down the stairs, groaning as he
fell down the flight. He stood up and bowed, obviously having a huge hang
over.

"I'm all right. No need to worry." He mumbled and fell into a chair.

Cathy shook her head and poured him a cup of coffee, stopping herself from
tossing the dark, burning hot liquid into his face.

"Injustice!!! I cannot walk straight! Someone will pay and justice will be
served!"

Everyone sighed hearing the black haired man screaming. He, like Trowa,
failed in coming down the stairs and fell down the flight. But unlike Trowa,
he didn't get up so quickly.

Heero came into the room, rubbing his face. Relena followed him in, yawning.
They sat down, and Relena let her head fall onto the table. "I swear I was
being watched last night…" She muttered, and everyone groaned, deciding not
to pay attention to her remark.

But little did they know, they were being watched. An older man with graying
hair was watching them through the window. He cackled and climbed up the pipe
to the second floor, wanting to go into the window. He slipped and hit the
window frame, causing the window to fall on top of him.

"Oh…shit." He growled and finally got himself inside.

Somehow, that damn James Bond music started playing as he scaled the walls
and quickly went to the door, then out the hallway…and ran in to Quatre
Winner himself.

Quatre yawned and blinked. "Mr. Former President, if you are stalking
someone, please try to keep yourself hid." Then he walked down the stairs.

"Oh My God…" Bill muttered, and went to the room he hoped was Relena. He
grinned when he seen the dress she was wearing yesterday laying on the floor.
He hid under the bed and waited, knowing she'd have to come change some time.


"I'm feeling so good, I feel I must break into song." Duo said cheerfully,
grinning widely.

" Sexual healing, sexual." He started singing, then was humming it mostly,
every once in awhile saying a word of two.

Wufei blinked and looked at Trowa, and their eyes widened, remembering what
they did the night before. "Oh My God…" Trowa said quietly.

"Nataku…how could you let me do that to injustify myself?" Wufei asked in
horror.

Duo grinned. "I am going to sing a nice little song for you, Hilde."

"Uh oh…" Hilde pouted. He always had to embarrass her.
 
The to everyone's horror, Duo broke into another song. " We are the
champions, my friend. Dum dum dum dum. And we'll keep on pumping to the end.
Dun dun dun dun."

Then he stopped, and his grin widened. "I got one, I got one. Pump iron, not
your buddy." He chuckled at Relena's blushing face.

At this, Hilde, Cathy, and Sally started laughing. " I think it's too late to
tell Relena that, huh?"

Relena blushed and Heero grunted, then walked upstairs. Relena busied herself
by getting herself a cup of coffee.

Heero walked into his room and grinned, seeing the sheets rumpled and their
clothes on the floor. Then, out of nowhere, a hand grabbed his ankle and he
fell to the floor, flat on his face. Someone who was heavy pounced him on,
and all the air was knocked from his lungs.

"What the fuck?" He growled, trying to get up.

"Relena, we must talk. I can't hold out any longer. No one has to know." 
Bill said, not opening his eyes.

Heero growled and brought his knee up, hitting Bill in his private part. Bill
groaned and rolled off Heero.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" Heero growled in a low,
threatening voice.

"I was…umm…err…" Bill was curled in a ball holding himself. "I wanted to
talk to Miss Peacecraft about some ideas of peace."

"You lying bastard." Heero growled.

Bill all of a sudden jumped up and dived out of the open window. Heero
glanced out the window and didn't see him, so he muttered a curse and hoped
he was dead.

Heero quickly changed and walked downstairs. He was looking at the mail when
he seen Duo stroll in. He seen a letter for him from…Pamela Anderson?!

"Oh, for me!" Duo chirped. He grabbed the letter and his violet eyes widened.
"From Pamela!!"
He jumped up and down. "Score!"

Duo opened the letter and read it, and practically swooned and fainted. Heero
just stood there, staring at Duo. Why in the hell would Duo get mail from
her? And since when was he friends with Pamela Anderson?

"Hey guys! Titanic is on!" Quatre yelled from the living room, his voice
already full of tears.

"You weakling! It's a movie! You are not supposed to cry!" Wufei yelled
angrily.

"Oy…here we go again." Sally muttered walking into the kitchen. She glanced
at Duo's state and didn't even bother to ask.

"I swear…everyone in this place is crazy." Mutter Heero.

"Oh, have you seen Bill yet?" Duo suddenly asked.

Heero's eyes narrowed on the braided pilot. "How do you know about Bill
Clinton being here?!"

"'Cause I saw him. I told him to be a good boy and not to cheat on his wife.
He sure does have a knack for doing that." Duo replied, clutching the letter
to his chest.

"Jesus Christ." Heero growled.

" I'm just so fresh and clean; so fresh and so clean clean.Trowa sang,
walking into the kitchen. He held a bottle of vodka.

"Trowa!!!" Cathy yelled. "He is drinking again."

"I can tell." Heero muttered.

By the end of the day, Heero had pointed a gun at Trowa, Wufei, Duo, and
about everyone else at least once. He found Bill Clinton a few more times
trying to get Relena, and had almost shot him. Bill, finally giving up,
walked away sniffling, and was taken in by…Dorothy Catalonia???
Trowa had gotten drunk again that night, and passed out, falling down the
stairs. Wufei had pulled the catana on Quatre because "The weakling was
crying for Leonardo Dicaprio who was a weakling just like everyone else."

But they all went to sleep, and Duo was busy talking to Pamela on the phone.
He grinned, hearing some noises coming from the room Heero and Relena shared.