Disclaimer: I don’t
own Gundam Wing and They don’t own me!!
THE DATING GAME-PHASE II : HANDLING THE
SITUATION
~*~*~*~
After finishing the
meal, Relena and Calvin sat in a comfortable silence sipping wine, while
listening to the waves crash against the shoreline. The sun had faded away and the moon had taken its place. Calvin finished starting a fire and sat down
beside Relena.
“Thank you for the
wonderful meal. I’m really enjoying your company.” Relena complemented.
Calvin draped his
around her shoulders and scooted closer to her.
“It was my
pleasure.” He whispered in her ear.
Calvin began
nibbling on Relena’s ear, running his hand up and down her back. Relena gently shoved him away, walked to the
other side of the fire and sat down in order to distance herself from him.
“The full moon
really looks splendid tonight.” Relena commented trying to redirect Calvin’s
attention away from her.
“I’d rather gaze at
you than the moon.” Calvin replied as
he walked over to her.
“Listen Calvin, all
your getting from me tonight is conversation.
If your looking for more, I’d advise you to go look else where cause
you’re not getting it here.” Relena firmly stated.
Calvin’s face slowly
darkened with anger.
‘Oh, here we go.’
Relena thought as she
mentally prepared to defend herself.
“I make you a
romantic dinner, bring you to the beach and you’re not going to properly thank
me? I don’t think so.”
Calvin dove for
Relena knocking her on her back. His
hands began roaming all over her body.
“I’m warning you get
the hell off of me.” Relena seethed through her teeth.
“You might as well
give up. I’m too strong for you.” He huskily said as he began pulling at her
shirt while placing rough kisses on her neck.
Relena relaxed. Thinking she was giving in, Calvin relaxed
also and started to move his hand up her thighs. Relena moved her right hand down to his groin. Calvin smiled
triumphantly at her.
“My, we are
impatient, aren’t we?” he said.
“Yes I am” Relena responded,
“for you to get the hell off of me!”
Relena grabbed his
balls. She squeezed and yanked on them.
“OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!! YOU BITCH!!!” Calvin yelled as he raised up
off of her.
Relena smiled evilly
as she increased the pressure she was applying, “I’m a lot stronger than I
look.”
With her right hand
still holding his balls in a death grip, she punched him in the face with her
left knocking him completely off of her.
“You will pay for
that you ungrateful bitch.” Calvin spat as he charged at her.
Relena was in a
fighting stance ready to take him on when another body crashed into him. Relena was taken back as the unidentified
man beat Calvin in to unconsciousness.
The man got up and turned to Relena.
“Heero?! What the
hell are you doing here?!”
Heero said nothing
as he stormed over to Relena, grabbed her by the arm and began dragging her
from under the pier.
“Damn it Heero!! Let
me go!!” Relena shouted as she tried to
break free of him.
Other couples who were
on the beach for moonlight walks and such were staring at the struggling Relena
and the determined Heero.
“Stop
struggling. You’re causing a scene,
‘Reyna’” Heero said.
“I don’t give a
shit! Let…me...go.”
Relena continued to
struggle but now included smacking Heero upside his head as part of escape
plan. After a few minutes of Relena slapping him like he was crazy, he’d
finally had enough. First of all
everyone on the beach was now staring at them and second it was beginning to
hurt. Heero swept Relena up in his arms
and carried her knee deep into the water.
“What the fuck …”
Relena was cut off as Heero unceremoniously dropped her into the cold water.
Some of the couples
on the beach were astonished while others began to laugh.
“ ‘Reyna’, you need
to cool off!” Heero roared.
Relena slowly came
up from the water. Little red rivets of
water ran down her face as the hair dye began to fade. Her eyes were blazing with fire. Heero’s eyes widen slightly but quickly
returned to their normal cold gaze.
He’d never seen anyone so pissed in his life. Relena smiled sweetly at Heero as she approached him. Heero sensed a trap but all rational
thoughts fled his mind as Relena wrapped her arms around his neck and began to
play with the hairs at the nape of his neck.
Heero’s eyes involuntarily rolled back in his head as Relena’s touch
sent lightening bolts through every nerve ending in his body including his
neglected sex. She pressed her body against his and stood on her tippy toes as
he loosely placed his hands on her waist.”
“Heero?” She gently
whispered/moaned as her warm breath tickled his ear.
“Hm?” He replied
half in a daze, reveling in the closeness of their bodies trying to control the
bulge growing in his pants.
At this exact moment
Relena kneed him in his arousal. Heero
grunted and bent over slightly as he covered himself with his hands. Relena laced her fingers together to make
one big fist and brought it crashing down on the back of his head.
***SPLASH***
Heero went face
first in to the icy water. The some of
the men on the beach were also holding themselves while others stared in
disbelief that the little woman had dealt such a blow to such a strong
man. The women on the beach laughed and
cheered.
“YOU BASTARD!!!”
Relena shouted, “DON’T YOU EVVVVVVVVER HUMILIATE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!!!”
Enraged, she marched
out of the water and headed toward the exit of the beach. Heero finally recovered and emerged from the
water immune to the coldness from being wet.
He spotted Relena trekking her way through the sand in her high heels
occasionally slipping.
“Where are you
going?!” He called out as he made his
way towards her.
Relena stopped and
turned towards him.
“Where the hell else
am I going to go?! Thanks to you, I’m
soaking wet, freezing and the damn dye is coming out?! You moron!!”
She began walking
again.
“I’ll take you
home!” he called out again still trying to catch up to her.
“I’d walk first
before I get in a car with you!”
“Stop acting like a
spoiled brat!”
Relena turned on her
heel to face his direction, “Spoiled Brat!!
You think I’m a spoiled? Huh? Well I’ll show you spoiled.”
Relena took off her
heeled shoe and hurled it at Heero’s head.
He caught the shoe as he continued walking towards her. Incensed, Relena took off her other shoe and
hurled it at his head. He caught it
also. Now pissed beyond words, Relena huffed and started walking again. The next thing she knew Heero had slung her
over his shoulders like a gunny-sack.
She never heard him approach her.
“Put me down you
ogre!” she screamed.
Heero continued to
ignore her ranting as they approached his black Aston Martin. He tossed her in the driver side and got in
behind her. The ride back to the Loft
was tense and quiet.
~*~*~*~
Hilde snuggled
closer to Jake and he pulled her closer to him as the movie began. Half way through the movie 5 teenagers sat
down behind them. Hilde and Jake where
engrossed in the movie.
***THUMP, THUMP***
***THUMP, THUMP***
Hilde and Jake
jerked in their seats as the youngsters behind them started to kick the back of
their chairs.
“Excuse you! Do you
mind?” Hilde stood up and said as she indicated the chair.
“Sorry maam.” One of
the young men replied, “We were just trying to get comfortable.”
“Well do it without
kicking our chairs.” Hilde huffed as she sat back down.
A group of three of
teenagers sat down beside Hilde.
Another group of three teenagers sat down on the other side of
Jake. Both groups settled in to their
chairs to watch the movie. Five minutes later the group on the other side of
Hilde began to…
***SLURP, SLURP,
SLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLURP***
***
SLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLURP, SLURP, SLURP ***
***BURP***
The group on the
other side of Jake began to…
***CRUNCH, CRUNCH,
MUNCH, MUNCH***
***MUNCH, MUNCH,
CRUNCH, CRUNCH***
Hilde stared at the
group next to her. This was beginning
to grate on her nerves. First it was
the group behind her now this. A few more
minutes passed before Jake had had enough.
“Would you stop
slurping that bloody empty soda!” He shouted to the group on the other side of
Hilde in his British accent.
“And you”, he said
turning to the group next to him,” stop eating that bloody popcorn like
somebody is going to take it from you.”
The guy looked at
Jake, “Geez man don’t get so bent out of shape about it. It’s only popcorn.”
Jake sat back down
mumbling something about bloody brats with no manners.
Lastly, three
couples sat down a few rows in front of them.
And then they stood up and switched chairs. And then they stood up and switched chairs again. This continued for a few more minutes.
“Hey! Down in
front!” Someone from the group behind Hilde and Jake shouted.
“Make me!” Someone from the group in front yelled back.
Then the war
began. The group behind Hilde and Jake
threw popcorn at the group in the front.
The front group retaliated by throwing Jujubes at the group behind Jake
and Hilde but their aim was off and they ended up hitting the Crunch ‘n Munch
group on the other side of Jake and Jake too.
“BLOODY HELL!” Jake shouted.
The Slurp ‘n Burp
group laughed at the food fight that had started. This turned out to be a bad
move. Soon the Slurp ‘n Burp group were
attacked with skittles, red hots and more popcorn. Of course Hilde was hit.
The Slurp ‘n Burp group threw what remained of their drink at the other
three groups. Slush and Coke landed on
Hilde and Jake.
“Fuck this!” Hilde
shouted and proceeded to join the food fight.
She grabbed her half
full strawberry soda. Turning in an arc motion, she slung the soda on the Slurp
‘n Burp group, the group sitting behind them and the Crunch ‘n Munch
group. Unfortunately, Jake was a victim
of the strawberry soda shower.
“What the bloody
hell you do that for?” He yelled at Hilde.
“Shut up and hand
over those Raisinettes.” Hilde yelled
back.
Instead of handing
them over to Hilde, he took a handful and threw them at the group in
front. His aim was way off and he ended
up hitting a couple sitting further up front.
All hell broke loose. The couple
began throwing food back at the original group. Soon all but one joined in the food fight. That lone figure sat in the film booth
laughing at the commotion going on underneath him.
After hearing the commotion,
the theatre security guards ran into the theatre only to be assaulted by goobers,
starbursts, gummy bears, popcorn and various other food items. Slipping, sliding and falling on the floor
the rent-a-cops beat a hasty retreat back out of the theatre.
Minutes later the
police appeared on the chaotic scene.
***POW***
A gunshot echoed
throughout the theatre, which immediately fell silent.
“Who the hell is
responsible for this mess?!” The Officer shouted.
“THEY ARE!!!”
Fingers from all
around the theatre pointed at the group in the center of the theatre. Each member of the group had candy, popcorn
and sorted beverages aimed at each other, except for Jake who was hiding behind
the seats.
“Hands above your
heads. You’re all under arrest for destruction of property, disturbing the
peace, and vandalism!” The Officer announced as a swarm of police officers
surrounded the group.
One by one they were
cuffed and they’re rights read to them.
“Bloody hell!!! You
can’t do this!! Do you know who I am?” Jake
yelled as he was being hand cuffed.
“The way you were
hiding between those seats, I’d say a coward.”
The Officer replied.
“I’d advise you to
put us in different cells.” Hilde said
to the Officer that was hand cuffing her.
“Why?”
“Because as soon as
these cuffs come off, I’M GONNA KICK THOSE KIDS ASSES FROM THE SANC KINGDOM TO
KINGDOM COME!!” Hilde screamed.
The ride in the
paddy wagon was quiet as they made their way to the Sanc Kingdom Police
Station. Once they were placed in the
holding cell, Hilde walked over the teens.
Keeping her anger in check she asked them one simple question.
“Why in the FUCK do
you do that?”
The group looked at
each other and began laughing. One girl in the group stopped laughing long
enough to respond.
“The Devil made me
do it!”
“What the HELL is
that supposed to mean?”
The group continued
to laugh. Disgusted with the
youngsters, Hilde turned on her heel and stalked away from the group.
Jake was ranting and
raving about how his reputation will suffer because he now has a record as
Hilde sat down on the bench to contemplate what the teens had told her. After about 15 minutes of Jake’s whining and
complaining, Hilde had had enough.
“You act like you’ve
never been in a food fight before.”
Jake continued to
pace and looked at her like she was crazy.
“Of course he
hasn’t. Could you tell by the way the scared little boy was cowering behind the
seats?” One of the teens said from the other side of the cell.
Hilde had to admit
the lad had a good point.
Hilde quickly shook
her head to get rid of any and all thoughts of Duo.
‘Stop thinking of him!! That was the whole point of going out with this stiff to get over that baka.’
“I take it you’ve
never been arrested before either.” Hilde stated.
Jake stopped pacing
long enough to stare at her incredulously, “What the bloody hell do you think!
Of course I’ve never been arrested. I’m a respected doctor for Christ sake’s.”
“So?” Hilde replied.
Jake looked astonished
that she had the audacity to reply, “So? So!
People like me don’t get arrested, we have people arrested.”
“Arrogant Jack Ass.”
One of the teens responded earning a chuckle from his fellow comrades including
Hilde.
‘The Devil made me do it.’
Hilde continued to ponder the statement, rolling it around in her head over and
over again.
Then it hit her. She stood straight up and narrowed her eyes
with all the flames of hell glowing brightly in them.
“DDDDDDDDDDDDUUUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOOOO!!!!”
~*~*~*~
Duo whistled as he walked
back to his black Ford F-350 from the police station where he paid the bail for
all of the participants of the food fight.
He did not want the kids to get stuck in jail since he was behind it
all. To Duo it was money well spent as
he thought back on the food fight. The
look on Hilde and Jake’s faces was worth every penny. At least he proved how much of a wimp Jake was.
‘Hiding behind the seats. What a punk.’
He started laughing all
over again. He knew that eventually
Hilde would figure out who was behind it.
There would be hell to pay but for now he would just go ahead and enjoy
the moment.
~*~*~*~
Kellee entered
Trowa’s trailer. She heard the shower
running as she closed the door behind her.
She didn’t blame him. She’d do the exact same thing if the situation
were reversed. She giggled as she thought of the encounter Trowa had with the
alien creatures. She cocked an eyebrow
as she observed the contents of the trailer.
‘Definitely in
the need of a woman’s touch.’
She thought as she shook her head at the bare surroundings.
The trailer was
furnished with a table, two chairs across from the kitchenette and a small
sofa.
‘Boring but extremely neat. Too neat.’
Kellee made her way
pass the small bathroom to his bedroom.
She again shook her head as she observed the sparsely furnished
room. It had a dresser, a single bed
and a small bedside table.
‘Man if I didn’t know him, I would think that the man was a druid.’
Kellee walked over
to his bed and sat down. She bounced up
and down on it, testing it for support.
Kellee laid down on
his bed and stretched her tired limbs.
She immediately surrounded by Trowa’s unique smell, which had an
intoxicating effect on her. She closed
her eyes to relish in the sensations the experience was having on her
body. She felt as though laying in
Trowa’s bed was exactly where she belonged.
She took Trowa’s pillow from underneath her head and wrapped her arms
around it, hugging it closer to her.
She inhaled deeply, letting Trowa’s fragrance take her away to the land
of fantasies, where Trowa was there instead of his pillow. Her hands began to move subconsciously up
and down the pillow as the memory of their one intimate encounter came flooding
back. She could feel the muscles in his
back flexing as he held her to that wall.
She could feel his hands as they gently caressed her thighs and hips.
“Trowa” she softly
sighed caught up in her fantasy.
“I really hate to
interrupt you and my pillow but I need to get dressed.”
Kellee shot up out
of the bed to come face to face with a dripping wet Trowa. Kellee’s mouth gapped open as she enveloped
Trowa in her gaze. His bangs hung wet
down to his chin covering half of his face.
Water dripped from the ends of his bangs and landed on his well-muscled,
well-defined chest. The little droplets
created streams, which flowed from his upper pecks slowly down to the towel
that was wrapped around his waist. Said
towel stopped mid thigh. His thighs and
legs appeared to be chiseled from stone every muscle cut to perfection. Kellee
was finding it very hard to control her breathing. Never in all of her 23 years had she seen anything so breath
taking. She clutched the pillow tighter
as she continued to stare at him.
Trowa raised his one
visible eyebrow and smirked, “If I knew this was going to shut you up I would
have done it sooner.”
Kellee snapped back
to reality cursing herself. She had no idea what had gotten into her but she’d
be damned if it happened again. She
stormed to the door to give him his privacy.
“Lee, can I have my
pillow back?”
Kellee had forgotten
that she still had his pillow in her arms.
She smiled wickedly as she approached him.
“Trowa. Are you
jealous of this pillow? I bet you wish you were this pillow, don’t you?” She
huskily said.
“…”
She held the pillow
tighter to her. Then she closed her
eyes and kissed it firmly. She handed
the pillow back to Trowa and calmly walked from the room swaying her hips,
closing the door behind her.
Trowa stood there
grateful that she handed him back the pillow when she did because the towel he
wore was doing nothing to hide his fellow soldier. When he walked into his room he was both shocked and excited to
see her in his bed. There had been many
nights since their encounter that he dreamed she was in his bed finishing what
they had started that night. When he
saw her pull his pillow closer to her, he did wish he could take its place. But when she sighed his name he was so
tempted to join her on the bed and make her dream a reality. He quickly regained his self-control and
opted to start the usual banter to distance himself from the confusing feelings
he was having for her. He looked down
at the pillow he now held in his hand and noticed the red lipstick imprint she
left there. He flung the pillow back
over to the bed. Damn, he hated when
she was right.
The restaurant was
an elegant place with an ocean view front.
There was a canopy top so that you could sit outside if you chose
too. The outside porch was lit only by
the candle at your table and by the stars from above. The salsa band played their music but it was nothing to the roar
of the waves that rippled up the beach.
The restaurant was not very busy this evening and the smell of the food
was awesome to their noses.
Kellee and Trowa ate
in silence, which unnerved Trowa.
Unnerving Trowa was pretty hard to do but Kellee seemed to be able to do
it with ease. Trowa had finally had enough.
Trowa placed his
fork down and stared at Kellee, “OK Lee. What’s going on?”
Kellee looked up
from her plate startled.
“What ever do you
mean?”
“You talked me to
death for four weeks straight just to get me to take you out. Now that you got me here, you have nothing
to say? Yeah right. Spill it.”
Kellee’s eyes got
wide as saucers and her hand flew up to her mouth in mock surprise.
“Why Trowa. How could you say such a thing?” She said in
a hurt tone.
Trowa raised his
visible eyebrow and leaned back in his chair.
“How did you ever
manage to stay alive as a spy? Your acting sucks.”
Kellee put her hands
on her hips, “And just think I was going to apologize for badgering you but I
think not.”
“Stop stalling and
spill it.”
“My, my aren’t we impatient.”
Kellee said smiling.
“Lee” Trowa said in
a stern tone.
Kellee sighed, “I
badgered you in order to win a bet.”
“…”
Trowa leaned forward
placing both elbows on the table giving her his undivided attention.
“Well you know that
my sisters had been trying setting Quatre up on blind dates.”
“You also know that
Quatre hates that, right” Trowa replied.
“Yeah I know but
they’re determined to find him a wife.”
“…”
“Don’t ask. Anyway,
when we came back from our last mission I remembered it was my turn to find
Quatre a date. Well I found one but in
order for her to go out with him, I had to get you to go out with me. Nobody thought I’d be able to do it but here
we are.” She finished smiling widely.
“So who did you make
this deal with?” He asked as he took a sip of wine.
Kellee leaned
forward placing her elbows on the table and lacing her fingers together. Her
face mere inches from his.
“Jai”
Trowa choked on his
wine.
“What’s the matter?
Are you alright?”
After a few moments Trowa
was able to catch his breath.
“You got your
brother a date with his dream girl?”
Kellee’s eyes widen,
“What?”
Trowa looked at her,
”You didn’t know Quatre’s in love with Jai?”
Kellee’s jaw
dropped, “I knew he liked her. I didn’t know he fell in love with her. He told you that?”
“No he didn’t say
it. I can just tell.”
“This is great! Jai and Quatre are perfect for each
other!” Kellee joyfully replied.
“There is only one
problem. Jai is not exactly cooperating
in the relationship department.” Trowa
said.
Kellee’s face became
serious, “Trowa. I’ve known Jai since she was 15 and I’ve never seen her take
interest in any guy in a boyfriend/girlfriend way. I think something happened to her.”
“What do you mean?”
Trowa asked confused.
“She never said
anything but don’t you think it’s unusual that she refuses to date at all.”
“You think that’s
why she’s pushing Quatre away?”
“Absolutely”
They finished eating
the rest of their meal in silence.
After dinner they took
a moonlight walk on the beach. They
removed their shoes and socks and strolled across the sand. Trowa once again broke the silence.
“Lee. How come you
don’t date?” Trowa asked as they walked
along the shoreline.
She gave him a faint
smile, “Because my name is Kellee Deanna Winner. As soon as they hear “Winner” they immediately start talking
about money and giving the false flattery bit.”
Trowa nodded his
response. Quatre often told him how
hard it was to date with the Winner name.
Kellee continued,
“You know Jai, Catherine, Hilde and Jase are the only real friends I have. They don’t care what my name is or how much
money I have. All they care about is
the real me.”
She stopped to gaze
at the moonbeams reflection rippling in the water.
“Even growing up
Quatre and I could only be ourselves when we were by ourselves. Iria, Stephanie, Patricia and our other 22
sisters were too old and were either away at college or in high school to
really be around us. We were expected
to be nice, polite, well-behaved “Winner” children. Well Quatre got really good at it because as “The Winner Heir” he
was supposed to act accordingly. Me on
the other hand, I was the black sheep of the family. Pam, Denise and Yasmine would always say, “Kellee. Winner women
don’t act like this. Winner women don’t act like that.”” she said with one hand
on her hip, her finger pointing out at the water and shaking it mocking the way
her sisters did.
Trowa couldn’t help
but laugh.
Kellee threw her
hands in the air, “What do I mean “would”, they “still” say that. It’s just that now I’m too old to give a
shit.”
Kellee continued,
“You know when Quatre decided to fly Sandrock they were the main ones harping
about what was and was not appropriate for “The Winner Heir” to do. Especially Pam. I came close to smacking her
on more than one occasion. The only
reason why I hadn’t is because Quatre hates it when I threaten her. Have you
ever met Pam?” Kellee asked.
“Unfortunately
yes. She had a conniption when Quatre
introduced us as his best friends.”
Kellee laughed,
“Damn and I missed it.”
Trowa smiled, “As I
remember she said Quatre as “The Winner Heir” it is not appropriate to
associate with suck people.”
“People?”
“It was right after
the first eve war. All of us Pilots went
to L4. Sorta like an over due vacation. She then said, “Where did I go wrong?” Trowa
said in a girly voice placing his hand palm up on his forehead mocking Pam’s
actions, “to make you choose a clown, a boy with a girls braid, a chauvinist
and a boy who must be severely allergic to a comb as friends.”
Kellee laughed
again, “I got the same reception when I went home with Jai, Catherine, Hilde
and Jase. Only she said, “What kind of
strays did you bring home this time.”
Trowa raised and
eyebrow, ”What did they say?”
“Woof! Arf! Bow Wow! Rooby Rooby Roo!”
“…”
Kellee started
laughing again, “They started barking and jumping around like dogs. By the time they were finished they had
every dog within a two-mile radius barking along with them. The look on Pam’s face was priceless.”
Trowa started
laughing as he pictured the scene.
They continued to
walk in silence.
“Trowa. Can I ask you something?”
“…”
“I’ll take that as a
yes. Do you remember Felicia Baker’s
little girl Jennifer. You know the one
from the apartment.”
Trowa nodded.
“Why did you tell
her your name was Nanashi? I mean of all names why No Name?”
Trowa stopped and
got a far away look in his eyes. Kellee
wished she never asked.
“Trowa” she said as
she stepped in front of him and looked up at him, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
Trowa looked down
into her eyes and saw genuine concern in them.
“For a long time,
Nanashi was my name because I had no name. Trowa Barton was the name of the
original Pilot of Heavyarms. I took his
name after he was killed.”
Kellee moved closer,
wrapped her arms around him and leaned into his chest.
“I’m sorry. It must have been hard growing up with out a
name. And there I was complaining about
mine. I must have sounded like a
spoiled brat.”
Trowa wrapped his
arms around her and rested his chin upon her head.
“No you didn’t.
Growing up with too much name had to be just as bad as growing up without
one. Besides where I was raised you
didn’t need one.”
Kellee pulled away
enough to look up in his eyes. Trowa
looked down at her and saw the question in her eyes.
“Someday. I’ll tell
you about it.” He said.
She nodded and they
both turned their heads to look out at the sea content to be in each other’s
arms.
“You know Mr. Nashi,
you’ll make a great father someday.
Children seem to love you.”
Trowa smiled as he
remembered the name Jennifer called him.
His gaze turned from the sea to the woman in his arms.
“Do you think that
you could love me?”
Kellee’s snapped her
head towards Trowa. Her eyes locked
with his visible one. She ran her hand
up the side of his face. Brushing his
bangs from his face so she could look into both of his eyes.
“I always wanted to look
into both of your eyes and actually see your whole face.”
Trowa smirked.
Kellee stood on the
tips of her toes as she pulled Trowa’s face down to meet hers. She softly kissed his lips. Trowa wrapped one arm around her waist and
the other one through her hair as he lifted her off of her feet and returned
her kiss with fervor as he slipped his tongue in to meet hers. Kellee held him tighter as the kiss
intensified. Unlike their first kiss,
this one was sensuous and intoxicating.
Kellee was glad Trowa was holding on to her. If he wasn’t she’d be washing out to sea with the waves the way
she felt right now. The moon seemed to
glow brighter as it witnessed not a woman with too much name and a man with no
name but a man and a woman exploring the wonders of newfound love. When the kiss finally ended they were both
breathless and hazy.
“Trowa. Why did you ask me did I think I could love
you?”
“I don’t know.”
“Lee. Why did you kiss me?”
“I don’t know.”
Holding hands they
headed back to retrieve their shoes.
“Hey Trowa. What’s your real name anyway?”
“Triton Bloom”
“EEEWWWW!!! I would have kept Trowa Barton, too.”
~*~*~*~
Sally sat in the
restaurant with Brad. It was a very
expensive restaurant, the best in town.
However, her date was the dullest person she’d ever met. All he could talk about was corns, bunions,
and toe jams. Of all the doctors in the
world she would have to pick a Podiatrist. What
she wouldn’t give to liven things up.
The
waiter came to deliver their meal.
Sally noticed it wasn’t the same one that had taken their orders. This one was weird looking but he seemed
familiar. He was Chinese. The sides of his hair hung down to his
shoulders framing his face, while the back was pulled tightly into a
ponytail. He wore the ugliest square
black frame glasses with the thickest lenses she’d ever seen.
Sally
continued to study the waiter as he haphazardly placed her Chicken Marinara in
front of her and Brad’s Veil in front of him nearly dumping it in his lap.
‘This
waiter can’t see shit out of those glasses.
It’s like they’re not his.’ Sally
thought.
As
she looked closer the realization of who the waiter was dawned on her. Sally
grinned.
‘This
date has just got interesting.’
Wufei
looked over the top of his glasses at Brad.
‘Now
this is what I call justice. Sally must be suffering from boredom by now. This guy is so stiff, Jase could take him
out into the ocean and use him as a surf board.’
Satisfied that Sally
would have a miserable evening, Wufei took his leave.
“Oh waiter.” A
female voice sing-songed.
Wufei stopped and
turned around. Sally was smiling
sweetly at him.
“Could you bring me
another fork? This one’s dirty.”
Wufei bowed and took
the fork from her. He returned a minute
later with a new one. He handed the
fork to her.
“Thank You”
Wufei nodded and
turned to leave.
“Oh waiter” Sally
sing-songed again.
Wufei turned around
and Sally smiled sweetly.
“Could you take this
plate back to the kitchen? The chicken’s cold.”
Wufei grabbed the
plate from the table and stalked back to the kitchen.
‘What the hell is that crazy Onna talking about this plate is still warm.’
Wufei stopped before
he got to the kitchen.
‘I’ve been had.’
He then whirled
around and marched back to the table.
He placed the plate in front of Sally.
They made eye contact. Wufei’s
warning her and hers smiling with mischief.
Wufei then turned to leave once more.
“Waiter!” Brad called.
Wufei stopped. The muscles in his back tensed as he turned
around to face Brad.
“Bring us your best
bottle of wine and be quick about it.” He ordered.
Sally looked from
Wufei to Brad and back to Wufei. Wufei
bowed once more and was off.
‘Uh Oh’ Sally thought.
Wufei returned five
minutes later with the bottle of wine.
“It’s about time you
showed up. Hurry up and open that bottle” Brad snarled.
Sally watched as
Wufei’s jaw tighten.
‘Oh gods. He’s going to kill him.’
Wufei began to twist the
cork in the bottle but instead of pointing it up in the air, he pointed it
directly at Brad. The cork flew out of
the bottle and hit Brad in the nose.
The wine also came shooting out of the bottle and all over Brad.
“OW! SHIT!! YOU SON OF A
BITCH!!!” Brad shouted as he held his
nose with one hand and tried to use the napkin to sop up the wine with the
other.
“Sorry sir” Wufei said,
“let me help you.”
Wufei was looking through
the lenses of the glasses so his view was distorted. As he reached over to help Brad, he knocked the plates to the
floor and a glass of water into Sally’s lap.
“Injustice!” Sally shouted as she jumped up from her
chair, “Only a weakling would make such a mess. This waiter has no honor.”
Wufei ripped the glasses
from his face and the tie from his hair.
“Onna how dare you insult
my honor!”
Sally was not
deterred. She was enjoying this too
much.
“This waiter has
dishonored the integrity of waiters everywhere. I demand justice for this terrible transgression.”
Wufei glared at Sally,
“Onna, you will pay for this.”
“Not before you pay to get
my dress cleaned.” She replied as she grabbed her purse.
They continued to argue as
they left the restaurant leaving Brad starring at their backs in shock. They
argued all the way to Wufei’s bike.
“Wufei. Why are you here?” Sally asked.
“I came to assist my
partner with getting rid of her boring date.” He replied looking away from her.
“Wufei”, she said as
she placed her hand on the side of his face turning it to face her, “Why are
you really here?”
Wufei looked into
her soft blue eyes and slowly lowered his mouth to hers. He kissed Sally with so much passion her
head began to spin. She placed her arms
around his neck to keep from falling because her knees suddenly went weak. Wufei placed his hands on her bottom and
pulled her to him. He slowly moved his
hands up her back caressing every curve as his tongue caressed every corner of
her mouth.
Sally broke the kiss
and looking into his onyx eyes said,” I can’t continue to wait for you while
you hold on to the past. Either let it
go or let me go. You can’t have both.”
She backed out of
his embrace and placed the helmet on her head.
Wufei did the same and got on the bike.
Sally got on behind him, wrapped her hands around his waist and leaned
on his back. The bike roared to life.
They rode back to the loft in silence.
Wufei was mulling over what Sally said.
He did have to make a choice.
His future depended on it.
~*~*~*~
Candle light shadows
danced on the walls. Three empty bottles of wine dotted each corner of the
table. Another was on its way to the remaining corner. Two people stared at each other from across
the table. Silently challenging each other. Neither backing down from the
challenge. Between them the mother-in-law
of all battles. Using only the best
strategies, only one can be the victor.
“Will you do me the
honors?” Quatre asked as he held out his hand.
“Certainly” Jai
replied huskily as she cupped his hand with hers.
She pursed her lips
and steadily looking into his eyes, gently blew across the contents. She smiled at him before letting his hand
go. He shook the contents and let them
fly.
“Double sixes. That would put you on Marvin Gardens and
with that pretty little hotel you owe me $1200.”
He handed her the
money. “That’s OK I have plenty. You
looked like you need some.” Referring to her last four dollars.
“Mr. Winner, by the
time this Monopoly game is over, you’ll know why I’m the better business ‘man’.
”
Jai leaned forward,
“Now pay attention because I’m only going to show you this once” she said
holding up one finger, “and only once” she finished and tapped his nose with
said finger.
Quatre chuckled.
“Bring it on, sweetness”
Twenty minutes and
four bottles of wine later…
“Mr. Winner is seems
that you have once again landed on Marvin Gardens. That will be another $1200,
if you please.”
Jai smiled evilly
noticing Quatre’s lack of funds at the moment.
“Mr. Winner, I
believe you need to start liquidating assets in order to satisfy your
debts. Let this be a lesson to you for
future dealings in business, it’s not how much you have but where you put it.”
Quatre, being the great
business’ man he is, accessed the situation. It didn’t look good. If he sold
all of his buildings, he still would have to mortgage property. It was time negotiate. Quatre got up from
his seat, walked over to Jai and stood behind her chair.
“We should
negotiate.” Quatre said as his hand glided up her arms to rest on her
shoulders.
Jai shivered
slightly under his touch.
“The only thing I’m
willing to negotiate is total and complete surrender.”
Quatre ran his
fingers through her hair and put it over left shoulder. Placing his hands back
on her bare shoulders and using his thumbs, he began massaging the base of her
neck and shoulders. Her head lulled
forward in response. Jai was melting
under his touch. As much as she fought it, resistance was futile. Quatre leaned his head down. She could feel the intoxicating heat of his
breath on the back of her neck.
“Whose surrender?
Mine or yours?”
Jai jumped up out of
her chair.
“I need a tall glass
of ice water.” She said as she made a B-line to the kitchen.
Jai walked into her
newly remodeled kitchen. Newly remodeled because it had been destroyed during
her last cooking lesson. She walked
over to the refrigerator, removed the ice tray and water pitcher. She placed them on the counter and retrieved
a glass from the cabinet. She cracked
the ice tray and dropped a few cubes in her glass. She was about to pour the water when she felt a pair of strong
hands on her waist give a gentle squeeze. She spun around only to find herself
drowning in an aquamarine sea.
Quatre took a piece
of ice from the tray and traced a line from her ear down to her collarbone and
continued across her chest. His lips
follow the water trail with light feather kisses. Jai went wild.
The soldier:
What the fuck does he think he’s doing.
The Body and Mind: I don’t know but whatever
it is he’s doing it right.
The solider: You have got to put a stop to
this.
The Body and Mind: OK
Jai placed her hands
on his shoulders.
The Body and Mind: Damn. Can you feel that? I
didn’t know that there was a muscular body under that shirt.
The Soldier: You’re supposed to be getting
rid of him not filling him up.
Quatre smiled.
The Body and Mind: Now that’s a good idea.
The soldier: What?! Wait a minute?!
Jai lightly ran her
hands up and down his arms. She wrapped
her arms around his back and dragged her nails down to his waist.
“Mmmmm” a low moan
escaped him.
The Soldier:
What. Was. That. Noise?
The Mind and Body: I think we just made him moan.
It sounded good.
The Soldier: What the hell are you doing?
Don’t you have any idea where this is going?
The Mind and Body: I don’t care as long as it hurries up and gets there.
The Soldier: Are you nuts?
The Mind and Body: No I think its called Horny.
The soldier: Shit.
Unknown to Jai,
Quatre was listening to the conversation she’s having with herself. Being the master strategist that he is, he
began plotting how to use this to his advantage. Quatre continued to follow the water trail across the top of her
exposed chest and up the other side of her collarbone and neck.
The Soldier:
Now what’s he doing.
The Mind and Body: He’s…he’s…nibbling on my ear.
The Soldier:
Do you realize that your body temp is rising?
Quatre placed his
hands on her waist and effortlessly lifted her up and placed her on the island
counter top. His hands moved under her
tank top and roamed across her bare skin.
He stood in between her legs and pulled her closer to him.
The Body and Mind: That’s not the only thing rising here.
The Soldier: Whatcha mean?
The Body and Mind: You figure it out.
Quatre stopped
kissing her on the neck and looked into her eyes. Jai was completely lost in his gazed.
The body and Mind: Wow. I didn’t know his eyes could change colors. Now they’re light green. I wonder why they did that.
The soldier: Well if you’re horny, don’t you
think he’s horny too. It’s lust.
The Body and Mind: No. I can feel it. It’s not lust. It’s too intense for that.
The Soldier: Then what is it then?
The Body and Mind: Passion.
The Soldier:
Hey! Do you feel a draft?
The Body and Mind: Uh huh.
The Soldier:
Since when did my house become drafty?
The Body and Mind: It not the house.
The Soldier:
Then what the hell is it?
The Body and Mind: Our shirt is lying on the
floor.
The Soldier:
What the fuck is our shirt doing off our body?
The body and mind: I don’t know but if it makes
you feel any better, his shirt is on the floor too and let me tell you the view
is fascinating.
The Soldier: WHAT!!!
Jai and Quatre took
in the sight of each other. She found him magnificent and he found her
exquisite. He walked away momentarily.
The Soldier: “Alright he’s gone now here’s
our chance to jet.”
The Body and Mind whining: “But I don’t
wanna.”
The Soldier: “Move it sister!”
Jai was about to get
off the counter when Quatre caged her in.
“Going somewhere?”
He asked her in a deep tenor voice.
Jai marveled at the
sound of his voice. It was commanding
yet soothing. Quatre’s gazed settled on
her white lace bra and a wicked grin crossed his face. Jai was so lost in his presence she didn’t
notice what he was doing until something slightly chilly smooth across the top
of her breasts that were exposed by the bra and a clump landed in the valley
between them.
The Soldier: “What the hell is that?”
The Body and Mind: “Chocolate Icing”
The Soldier: “What the hell did he do that
for?”
Quatre gave her an
answer. He began licking the icing off
slowly making little circles as he went along the icing trail. Jai bit down on her lip to try and keep
control of herself. He intentionally
skipped over the valley and continued on his merry way with the other
side. Jai began to get a little woozy.
The Soldier: “Fight it! Fight it! Damn it! We
are beginning to tingle in places that shouldn’t tingle”
The Body and Mind: “ I don’t know how much longer I can hold out. He is entirely too
good at this.”
Quatre sucked the
icing that remained after his through licking off lightly biting as he did so. Jai held on to his shoulders as he continued
to work his way along the familiar path. When he was satisfied with his
cleaning. He looked into her eyes. He’d never seen eyes that intense before. He
was pleased with the passion he saw there.
He then plunged his tongue in between the valley between her breasts and
wrapped his arms around her to steady her placing the palms of his hands on her
upper and lower back.
The Mind and Body / The Soldier: “WHOLLY
SHIT!!!”
The sensation he
inspired in her body even threw The Soldier off kilter. Jai threaded her hands through his hair hold
him there and he in turn buried his face deeper into her cleavage. Quatre lost all semblance of control. He ran his tongue the seam that was created
her breasts being held in the bra. He
nipped his way down the lacey bra and took a hold of the pert nipple he found
there with his teeth. He bit down and tugged it.
“AHH!” Jai gasped as
she pulled him tighter to him and wrapped her legs around his waist.
He obliged her by
engulfing as much as he could in his mouth suckling her like a new born babe
would its mother, his tongue taking laps at the nipple. Jai threw her head back and began thrusting
her hips. Quatre let go of her. He ran his hand through her hair, fisting it
and gently pulled on it causing her head to fall back further. He buried his face in her neck and began
sucking and biting like a vampire in desperate need of blood. Jai began to
whither, moan and gasp under his wild touch. She dug her nails into his
shoulders. Quatre was a volcano and Jai
was the hot lava. With every explosion
he set off in her, the greater the surge of heat and passion he generated in
her. Her legs tighten around him. She had never experienced a need so great in
her life. His mouth left her neck and
came down on hers in a wild and passion filled kiss. The depth of the kiss only intensified as her empathic abilities
became focused on Quatre, feeding off his passion and adding it to hers.
The Body and Mind: “duh…duh…duh…duh”
The Soldier:
“Can’t…form…one…coherent…thought…too…much…too…much. OH… OH… D...D…DAMN!”
Without breaking the
kiss Quatre picked Jai up off of the counter. Hopped on the counter himself and
proceeded to lie her down on it. As he lay on top of her, he began to run his
hands up and down her thighs occasionally giving a slight squeeze.
As soon as Jai
noticed the hard surface beneath her whole demeanor changed. She began shoving
at Quatre. Quatre sensed the change in
her. He stopped kissing her and looked
at her. Her eyes were unfocused and
distant. Something was drastically
wrong. She went from Desert hot to
Artic cold in a matter of seconds. He also sensed fear and rage.
“Not again,
Grant!” She shouted as she punched
Quatre square in his jaw sending tumbling to the floor.
Quatre stared at her
dumbfounded as he held his aching jaw.
“WHO THE HELL IS
GRANT?!”