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Chapter 14

 

            Heero glared at the man standing in the hallway, and his hand instinctively sought out the handle of his gun in the shoulder holster under the Preventers uniform he wore.  Duo noticed the look and the movement, and quickly intervened.  “Hey, Heero buddy, have you met Dr. Styers?”

            “No,” Heero bit out through his tightly clenched teeth, never taking his eyes off the enemy.

            “Well, Heero, this is Trevor.  Trevor, this is Heero Yuy – Relena’s personal bodyguard,” Duo added the last part to see what kind of a reaction he’d get out of his old friend.

            “It’s a pleasure,” Trevor said unaffected by the death glare he was currently on the wrong end of, and held out his hand in greeting.

            In the meantime, Heero was debating whether or not he could stop glowering at the enemy long enough to give his friend a withering glance. Bodyguard, he thought while his lip curled up in a snarl.  He suddenly didn’t like his ‘demotion’ and yet experience told him he was never to take his eyes off his adversary.  Torn between which deserved his contempt more, he became aware that Trevor was still holding his hand out expecting him to shake it.  Heero looked at the hand, and then back up at the young doctor.  He turned his glare briefly on Duo and then spun on his heel and walked away.

            Duo watched his friend leave with an expression of surprise.  “I’m sorry, he’s usually….Ah, well, he’s usually just like this, actually,” Duo said and ran a hand through his bangs to the back of his hair.

            Trevor chuckled.  “Hmmm.  Gee, if he’s this charming all the time, it’s a wonder Relena likes him at all.”

            “Yeah, well – she sees something in him, I guess.  But sometimes I wonder if what she sees is really there.”

            Trevor didn’t have a response; he figured Duo was just musing aloud, anyway.

            “For the most part, I’m convinced she’s right about him. But I think she’s giving up hope.”

            “How come?”

            “He doesn’t see it.  He thinks she’s wrong.”

            “Sounds like he’s afraid.”

            “Yeah, I think so too.  Actually, if you want to know what I really think….”

“Nah,” Trevor joked.

“You suck.  But anyway, I think this is his way of rationalizing his feelings about her.  He won’t ever deserve her in his mind, but if he’s marrying her to protect her, well, that’s okay.  But I can’t say that too loud, or else I’ll end up a dead man.”

            “I thought the point of this little exercise was to show him without saying it and ending up in an early grave.”

            “That is the general plan.  Any ideas as to the next step?”

            Trevor grinned mischievously.  “Yeah.  But mission two of Operation to Catch a Soldier will need Relena’s full cooperation.”

            Duo’s eyes widened.  “You’re going to tell her? Uh..uh…I dunno if that’s such a good idea.”

            “Relax, I cleared it with Hilde already, and she agrees with me.  It’s essential to the mission.  I promise not to tell her about how you and Heero conspired to ruin my date with her.  Speaking of which, I still owe you for that.” Trevor said and struck out with his right fist, burying it in Duo’s stomach.  The quick movement caught the Preventer off-guard and knocked the wind out of his lungs. There was a sharp exhale of breath from Duo’s ‘o’ shaped mouth.  Trevor smirked at his friend.

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            “Trevor, you weren’t expected today,” Relena said in a polite tone as she entered the kitchen where he was talking to Duo, who was eating.  Or ever again, she added silently.  She was unhappy with his action the last time they had met, and thought she had made it clear she didn’t want to see him anymore.

            Heero was in the next room; upon hearing her voice and whom she was addressing, he moved into the kitchen to listen – just in case the enemy did not get the hint from earlier today, and had to be eliminated.  Relena saw Heero enter and tried to ignore his presence – uneasy and unsure of how to deal with the man that kissed her but didn’t love her.

            Trevor didn’t miss Heero’s entrance, either, and smirked inwardly.  No one but Duo and Hilde knew what a jokester he could be in his personal life.  There was a reason why the three of them were friends.  “Relena,” he said, taking a step closer to her and looking serious.  “We need to talk about us.”

            Relena’s eyes widened.  Duo choked on his food, but was trying desperately to recover before Heero had a chance to kill his friend. 

            “Us?” Relena asked nervously, but was too stunned to make any denials that would have soothed Heero’s temper.

            Luckily for both men, Trevor took advantage of her surprise and pushed her out of the room, saying something about having their talk “somewhere more private.” 

            Duo leapt from his chair and tried to restrain Heero from going after them.

 

            Trevor pushed Relena out into the hallway, where she promptly turned around and glared up at him.  “Us?  There is no ‘us’ Trevor, I thought I made myself clear,” she began in a firm voice.

            “Shhh!  Not so loud,” he hissed, putting his hand to her lips.  He glanced quickly back at the door to the kitchen and grinned.  “Is there somewhere we can talk?”

            Relena pushed his hand away.  “What is this all about?” She asked with confusion written clearly on her delicate features.  Suddenly there was a loud crash from the kitchen.  She moved instinctively toward the door, but Trevor stopped her.

            “It’s about Heero.  Come on, I’ll explain in your office,” he replied in a hushed voice, tugging on her arm.

            “It’ll have to be in my brother’s office,” she said and led him towards the back of the house.  Trevor smiled as he followed her down the hall.

 

            “Now tell me what’s going on,” Relena demanded as she shut the office door and turned her attention back to the young doctor.

            “Well, first, I wanted to apologize again for kissing you without permission.  It was inexcusable, but for a good cause.” He suddenly felt self-conscious, realizing that he didn’t know her all that well, or how she would receive this obvious invasion into her personal life.

            “A good cause?”  Relena questioned and moved to sit in her brother’s chair behind the large modern-looking desk in the room.  She shot him a skeptical, but icy glare. 

            The well-practiced, no-nonsense look unnerved him slightly as he felt the perspiration form on his forehead and a lump catch in his throat.  “Uh, well, you see…” It was hard to concentrate with her staring at him like that.  Flustered, he blurted out, “The kiss was really for Heero.”

            Relena’s eyes widened and she felt her jaw drop.  “Excuse me?”  Whatever she had been expecting, it wasn’t that.

            “Wait, that’s not what I meant!” Trevor protested and felt his palms go clammy with sweat.  He swallowed against the lump in his throat as she continued to glare at him in annoyance. 

            “Then what did you mean?”

            “I meant, ah, I meant that uh, um… I didn’t really want to kiss you.” Oh smooth.  Tell the woman you didn’t want to kiss her, Styers, good idea.  Maybe you can join Heero in the dating idiots club.

“What do you mean you didn’t want to kiss me?” she asked, slightly offended by the remark.  Realizing what she said, Relena tried to smooth over the situation, embarrassed she had been so rude a moment before.  “I didn’t mean it like I have an ego problem,” she added lowly.  Great, now I’m doing it.  She resisted the urge to bang her head on her brother’s desk as Trevor struggled to continue with his explanation.   Taking a deep breath, she continued her interrogation.

“Ok, so whom did you want to kiss?” She asked flatly.

“Well, uh, Duo said…”

“So, you wanted to kiss Duo?”

“What?!  God, no!  It was just that he thought that Heero…”

Alright, so you wanted to kiss Heero then?”

Trevor shook his head in desperation.  ”No, no, no!  You see, uh, well, I just wanted to get Heero excited.” 

            Relena blanched.  “On second thought, I don’t think I want to know this…”

            Realization washed over him in a hot wave that brought scarlet up to his cheeks.  “I didn’t mean it like that!”  When did I become such an idiot?

            “Well, please, do tell me what it is you meant.” Relena said trying to keep the sarcasm and utter irritation she felt for this man and his, ‘explanation’ out of her voice. 

            “I ah, um, how do I say this?”  Trevor racked his not-functioning brain for the right words this time.

            “You’re gay?”  Relena finally cut him off, annoyed beyond belief at how long this was taking.

            “NO!  It doesn’t mean that I’m gay just because I didn’t want to kiss you …” 

“And thank you for bringing that point up again,” she said dryly, trying not to roll her eyes.

“No, I know.  It’s just that well, I, I mean we…I just wanted Heero to be jealous of you,” he smacked his forehead.  “This isn’t coming out right….” He muttered.  Stupid stupid stupid!

           

Summoning the last of her patience, Relena decided to walk him through his statement step by step – a technique she had picked up in negotiation training.  “Who is we?” She asked and plastered the fake smile of patience back on her lips, while inside she continued to seethe.

            “Me and Duo and Hilde.”

            “Okay, so you three wanted you to kiss me why?”  She asked between clenched teeth.

            “To um…well,” he began and jammed his hands into his pockets to keep from fidgeting, his earlier bungling still fresh in his mind.

            That was it.  She stood up from the desk, all semblance of patience and poise flew out the window.  “JUST SPIT IT OUT ALREADY!”

            Trevor’s eyes widened at the outburst and he quickly uttered the explanation while searching the room for a place to hide. He suddenly realized why Maxwell had been so reluctant to clue her into their scheme.

“Duo caught it on camera to show to your very dedicated, very scary bodyguard in order to make him jealous - of me kissing you,” he closed his eyes and visibly cringed.

            Relena brought her hands up to her temples before giving him a look that said he had clearly lost his mind.  She leaned forward on the desk.  “So tell me doctor, have you always had these masochistic tendencies, or do you just have a death wish?”  Idiot.  Heero, jealous, ha!

            He opened his eyes at her more subdued tone. She no longer looked like she wanted to kill him. “You know how he feels about you, then?” He asked, straightening his posture and relaxing somewhat, chuckling with relief.    

“I know he’s protective of me.  I’m his mission – a security blanket for world peace that he clings to blindly whether or not I’m truly needed.  He’ll leave when I’ve served my purpose, I’m sure,” Relena said with a hint of bitterness.

His color returning to normal, Trevor easily picked up on the subtle nuances of her speech, and didn’t miss the underlying tone to her sentence.  He remembered what Duo had said about her giving up and felt slightly angry with the Preventer whom had stolen Relena’s heart but was too cowardly to reciprocate her feelings.  Never the less, he had seen enough this morning to be convinced that somewhere beneath that gruff exterior, that man really did love her.  He just needed a wake up call to smack him right upside the head. And we’re just the ones to do it, he thought with a grin. He’ll thank us later…hmm, then again, maybe not.

            “Actually, Duo, Hilde, and I think it’s something more personal than that.  Which is why we’ve been working to push his buttons – to try to get him to admit his feelings for you.”

            “Hn.  Interesting, but not only are you wasting your time, you really should be careful which ‘buttons’ you guys press – try to avoid the one marked ‘self destruct’.”  She said wryly, remembering Heero’s younger days and his more suicidal tendencies.

            “You don’t believe me, or you don’t think it will work?”  Trevor asked, the joke lost on him.

            “Oh, I believe you.  I just don’t think it will work in a million years.  There are no ‘deeper personal feelings’ for him to admit.”

            “What if I told you I could prove you wrong?  Would you want us to?”

            “I don’t know…” Relena looked skeptical.  She had promised herself she wouldn’t let him hurt her again, this sounded like an opening to lead her right back to more heartache.

            “Do you still love him?”

            “Yes, that won’t ever change, regardless of his feelings, or lack thereof, for me.”

            “Then help us prove you wrong.”  He challenged her.

            Relena sighed.  “I’m sorry, Trevor, I promised the world I would do my best to protect it from any more bloodshed.  I can’t in all good conscience…” She was cut off by the sound of his laughter.  She stared at him while he chuckled loudly, the sound musical in its expression of utter mirth.  Relena wondered briefly when the last time was that she had been able to laugh like that. 

His brown eyes sparkled humorously. “Oh, come on, it can’t be that bad.  It’s been terribly fun already. Tell you what, if we can’t get your bodyguard to admit that he’s head-over-heels in love with you, I’ll personally write you a prescription for a medically necessary sabbatical.”

            Hmph.  He obviously doesn’t know how stubborn that man can be.  But what if he’s right?  No, I can’t allow myself to hope. 

            “I don’t think so,” she said hesitantly, biting her bottom lip thoughtfully.

            “Relena, are you really going to give up that easily on something you want?  I know we don’t know each other very well, but you don’t strike me as the type of person to just quit because something hurts.  Tell you what, play along with this one little thing, and see for yourself whether or not there’s still hope.  Come on, what have you got to lose?”

            Relena sighed.  “Besides my sanity, and my heart – again - I don’t know, you tell me.”

            Trevor smiled mischievously, the incident from earlier forgotten.  “Well, if I do prove you wrong, how about you set me up with a pretty bridesmaid from your wedding?”

            “And if you’re wrong?”

            “I already told you – a prescription for a medically necessary sabbatical.”

            “It’s going to take more than that – how about some therapy sessions, too?”

            Trevor made a face.  “Hypnosis therapy - those guys can make you forget you ever met him.”

            “I don’t want to forget that, I just think I’m way overdue for a mental health checkup.  If this doesn’t work, I will need to have my head examined for ever falling for my would-be killer.”

            Trevor frowned.  “Do I want to know?”

            Relena shook her head, “I’m sure you don’t.”

            “So is that a yes?”

            He’ll never love you…That doubting voice hissed in her ear.  And then suddenly it was silenced by memories.

            “Believe in me…”

            “I will always protect you…”

            Sweet moments she could never forget, followed by the recollection of the kiss they shared that morning surfaced in her mind.  She took a deep breath and prayed that this was the right decision.                                                                                                

            “All right.  What did you have in mind?”

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Meanwhile, in the kitchen

 

            “What did he mean, Duo?” Heero asked flatly, shooting his friend a cold glare that clearly spoke his hostility.

            “Well, typically, when a couple talks about ‘us’ they are going to talk about their relationship and where it’s going,” Duo answered clicking the other cuff of a set of handcuffs onto the oven door handle.  “There, that should hold you.”

            “I wouldn’t bet on it,” Heero replied sullenly, looking down at where his right wrist was now secured to the stainless steel rod jutting out from the conventional oven.  He glared at Duo again.

            “Well, I wouldn’t either.  But then again, I wouldn’t have bet on finding you kissing Relena this morning,” Duo said with an impish grin.

            Heero’s expression didn’t change.

            “So, tell me Mister I-don’t-love-Relena, what did ya think of your first kiss?” Duo said and took a step back – wary of Heero’s ability to use his left hand.

            “It wasn’t my first kiss, you jerk.  What do you think I am?”

            Duo’s eyes widened.  “What?”

            “Let me out of these things Duo, or I’m going to kill you when I do get free,” he warned looking to see how the handle was secured to the oven door.  Damn, stainless steel screws.

            “Not until you tell me…you mean you’ve done the horizontal polka with a female before?” Duo asked, incredulous at his friend’s admission.

            Heero was busy mentally going over the list of things he had at his disposal in order to get free from his restraints.  Wallet, no good.  I don’t have my keys.  Duo borrowed my pocketknife last week.  Gun.  Damn it, how did I forget my gun? He cursed and reached with his left hand for his weapon.  It came up empty.

            “Looking for this?” Duo asked with a deadly smirk, holding up Heero’s 9mm pistol.

            “How?”

            “Sticky fingers, remember?  Now tell me…”

            “It was a couple of years ago.  I had too much to drink.”

            “Well well well.  Truly amazing.  I guess I lose that bet, too.  So, Relena’s after an experienced man.” Duo said with a laugh. 

            “Maxwell, this is no joke, give me the key,” Heero snarled.

            Duo knew when his friend used his last name, he was in trouble for sure.  But seeing that he had already crossed the line, he figured the consequences couldn’t get any worse for pushing his luck some more.  “So you don’t feel like you will be missing out on anything by marrying Relena?”

            “No.”

            “Woah-ho!  Are you saying that she’s ‘the one’?”  Duo pressed.

            “Let me out, Maxwell.  Now!”

“You know, Heero, if you’re thinking you’ll marry her and then just do whatever or whoever you want…”

Heero cursed under his breath.  “I wouldn’t do that to her.  Damn it, Duo!  What do you want from me?”

“Admit you love her.”

“I don’t.  I can’t, Duo.  I can’t love her.  But I can say that no other woman has held my interest for any length of time.  I can commit to her knowing that there won’t be anyone else. Now unlock these cuffs!”

            Duo frowned.  His friend was still running away on an emotional level, but the conversation was getting too serious.  He decided to change topics, sort of.  “So, are you going to kiss her again, Cassanova?”

            “Doesn’t that come with the territory?  I’m sure she’d suspect something was wrong if I married her and never kissed her,” Heero replied dryly. 

            “That’s not what I meant.  I’ll let you out right now if you tell me that you liked kissing Relena.”

            Heero gave his friend a skeptical glance.  If there hadn’t been screws holding in the oven door handle, which had to have been a stroke of blind luck on Duo’s part, or if he had his pocketknife, gun, or anything else within his reach, he wouldn’t have answered.  But he had to admit, the former Deathscythe pilot had him cornered.  “Fine.  It was pleasant.”

            Duo grinned, but was instantly suspicious of his turn of good luck.  Heero would never admit that willingly, would he?  “Are you just saying that so I’ll let you out? Or did you really like it?”

            Heero frowned in frustration.  He wanted to know what was going on between Trevor and Relena in the other room, but he was stuck here being given the third degree about his personal life by one of the most annoying people on earth.  He was beyond angry; he was emotionally spent.  He hadn’t slept in over 48 hours, and he’d been pushed too far already.  Relena had said ‘no’ again, putting his mission in serious jeopardy.  He and Duo had fought that morning, and the pain-in-the-neck had accused Heero of being scared of his feelings for Relena.  Then he had kissed her, and in doing so, experienced some nameless emotion he had never felt before at having her in his arms.  But he was too fatigued and irritable to think about that, instead Doctor-boy had shown up and provoked his temper all over again.  When did I lose control over my emotions? He wondered in tired defeat.  He closed his eyes and admitted what he never would in other circumstances.  “I liked it.” 

            Duo smirked.  “I knew it.”

            That did it.  Heero snapped.  He tugged violently against the handle he was chained to, unable to dislodge it.  With adrenaline fueling his movements, Heero tore at it wildly and succeeded in pulling the oven door off its hinges.  It came out easily, like a drawer that was lifted off its track.  There was a loud crash as it fell to the floor, knocking Heero slightly off balance.  He picked it up in his right hand, and held it like he was going to strike.

            “Holy shit, Pagan is going to be pissed!” Duo exclaimed, watching with a horrified expression as Heero freed himself.    

            “I’m going to go find them.  Stay here, I’ll kill you when I get back,” he growled and started for the door.

Before he reached it, however, Relena entered the room with Trevor in tow.  A light shone in her eyes that Heero hadn’t seen in a while.  But he was in no mood to be trifled with.

            “Shall I pick you up at seven then?” Trevor said loudly with a self-satisfied smile on his lips.  Heero wished he had never listened to Maxwell, and killed the enemy when he had a chance.

            “For what?” Heero asked, staring directly at Relena.  She looked away.

            “For our dinner date,” Trevor said with a slight frown, only visible for the sake of the role he was playing.

            “She’s not going with you. She has plans with me tonight. Get lost,” Heero growled and took a step towards the other man, still holding the oven door his wrist was chained to as a weapon.

            Relena looked up in surprise.  Is Trevor right?  Could Heero really have feelings for me? This does appear to be jealousy…Why is he carrying the oven door? Relena wondered.  She studied his face, taking in the anger and uncharacteristic fatigue evident in his eyes and in the way he held himself. 

            “Oh, right, I forgot what a kidder Duo said you were,” Trevor said, masking his nervousness, he hoped, with a short laugh.

            Heero looked confused.  Relena was staring at the large piece of metal attached to Heero’s wrist. She couldn’t help it, she giggled.  “Um, I don’t remember us having plans tonight, Heero.  Was there an issue regarding my security that we needed to discuss before you are assigned to a new post?” She asked innocently.  “If so, I’m sure Zechs can handle it.”

            Duo could have sworn he saw steam coming out of Heero’s ears, his face was that red with anger.  He knew that Heero had already been pushed too far if he was tearing apart kitchen appliances with his bare hands, and hoped that he wasn’t going to be next.  He wanted to warn Trevor to run while he still had the chance, but he could tell it was too late.

            Heero glared at Relena, then turned to Trevor.  “She’s not going anywhere with you.  Not tonight, or ever again.  If you step foot in this house, I’ll kill you.  If you so much as think of putting your disgusting lips on her again, I’ll hang you by them from the nearest tree.  Get out now while Duo still has my gun.”

            “Heero!” Relena gasped.

            Trevor paled as the young man’s rant had continued on into promises of certain death.  He suddenly knew what Relena and Hilde had been talking about, but he was in it too far to back down now.  “Geez man, what’s your problem?  You’re way too uptight about this…especially for a guy handcuffed to an oven door.”

            Heero blinked, then narrowed his eyes dangerously.  The enemy had not melted into the appropriate quivering puddle of jelly on the floor.  He must be stronger than he appears.  New tactic, deceit.  I’ll have to move quickly before Relena has a chance to speak.  “My problem is that you’re hitting on my fiancée,” Heero growled. 

            It was Trevor’s turn to look surprised.  “Uh…”

            In a flash, Heero had moved to her side, and quickly placed his left arm around his ‘fiancée’.  “Oh, you mean you didn’t tell him?” He asked her with a look that dared her to contradict him.

            Duo hid under the table and Relena just stared up at the former Zero pilot.  “I…uh….”

            Trevor finally recovered his wits.  “If you two are engaged, where’s the ring?”

            “Oh, great!  You spoiled it.  I was going to take Relena to dinner tonight and give it to her.  I was having it resized.  Isn’t that right, Duo?”

            “Whatever you say, man!” Duo called out from under the kitchen table.  Heero reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring, which wasn’t easy to do with his still-chained right wrist.  He picked the ring up with his left hand and put it on the somewhat-dazed-Relena’s finger.  She looked down at it blankly.

            Trevor watched this with quiet amusement.  I never would have expected this, he thought with a grin.  “Hmmm…well, my apologies, man, I had no idea.  Hey Duo, why didn’t you tell me she was engaged?”

            Duo’s head peeked out from beneath the tablecloth.  “Uh, sorry about that.  Must have slipped my mind.  Dummy me.  But hey, let me walk you out!” He offered, eager for an exit as he dashed out from his hiding place and dragged his friend to the door while they were both still living.  As soon as they were out in the hallway, both men erupted into uncontrollable laughter.

 

            Heero watched them go with a gleam of wicked triumph shining in his dark eyes, and a satisfied smirk on his lips.  Yes, don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out, Dr. Styers.    

Relena finally snapped back into reality.  “Heero Yuy.  I can’t believe you.  Trevor is my guest and my friend, how dare you threaten him!”  She shouted angrily. “What business is it of yours, if I go out to dinner with him?”

            “You know what business it is of mine.  You’re my fiancée.” He said smugly and glanced down at the ring on her finger.  He grabbed her hand and held it up.  “See?  Perfect fit.”

            Relena looked at it a moment, and felt some of the anger dissipate.  It was a beautiful ring.  “But you tricked me.  I never said yes.”

            Heero shrugged.  “So when’s the date?” He asked ignoring her accusation. “How about next Saturday?” He suggested.

            “No.  I didn’t agree to marry you, and I have no intention of being your fiancée.”

            “And yet you’re still wearing the ring.”

            She frowned and started to take it off.  He reached out with his free hand to stop her.  “Leave it.”

            “No.  I’m not marrying you.”

            “You’re not even giving me a chance.”

            “You had your chance.  Eight years worth of chances.  What do you want now, Heero?”

            “I want you to go to dinner with me.  Keep the ring, and wear it tonight.  If you still want to return it tomorrow, than I’ll accept it.”

            “And you’ll take no for an answer and won’t fight me when I have you reassigned?”

            “No.  I won’t take no for an answer, and I’ll still fight you on that.”

            “You’re absolutely exasperating!”

            “It’s part of his charm,” Duo remarked, coming back into the kitchen.

            “Duo, unlock these cuffs, and give me back my gun.”

            Relena looked at the oven door still shackled to Heero’s right wrist.  “Do I even want to know?” She asked dryly.

            “No.” Both Preventers answered at the same time.

            “Well which one do I tell Pagan is responsible?”

            “It wasn’t me,” Duo protested.  “I mean, look – he’s the one with the door on his arm.”

            Relena shook her head.  “Heero, I’ll be ready at seven o’clock.  Duo, unlock the handcuffs.  I’m going to work out, now.” She told the two young men and quickly exited the room.

           

            Duo shook his head and produced the key to release his friend.  Heero rubbed the raw flesh on his wrist and glared at the former Deathscythe pilot.

“Why don’t you go take a nap so you won’t be quite so uptight for your date with Relena tonight,” he suggested.

            “Hn,” Heero growled, but inside he was secretly pleased at the way things had turned out, despite the oven door fiasco. Mission note – blacken Duo’s other eye for all his ‘help’.

            “Do you still think you can pull this off?  We’ve only got five more days.”

            “Hn.”  Heero frowned.  Things were looking up; he had finally gotten his kiss, and she had agreed to a date.  Better yet, she was wearing the ring.  He was so close to finishing the mission.

            “I think I’ll go beg Zechs for more time.” He held up a hand before Heero could protest.  “Don’t say it.  If you can still accomplish it by next Saturday, great, but I’m going to ask for more time anyway.”

            “Fine,” Heero growled and started for the door.  “Oh shit.” He said and stopped.

            “What?”

            He turned back to face his friend. “Where am I going to take Relena for dinner?”

            Duo grinned.  “Go sleep.  The rest of us will figure out the details of your date.  We’ll make you look good, don’t worry.”

            “Hn.”

            “Good night.” Duo said and started to leave.

            Heero reached out to stop him.  “Duo?  What about after the date tonight?”

            Duo’s eyebrows shot up.  “Well, we’re not going to plan THAT.  If you think you’re going to do THAT, you should get some condoms or something, for godsakes.”

            “I didn’t mean that, you baka!” Heero shouted angrily.

            “Oh, sorry.  What did you mean?” Duo asked trying to keep from smiling at his friend’s outburst.

            “I meant I’ve got her wearing the ring, but she still hasn’t agreed to marry me. And she won’t set a date.  I need ideas.” Heero growled, his face still flushed with anger.

            “Uh, well, I don’t know exactly.  But Dorothy has one.  We need to talk to her about that tomorrow.”

            “Dorothy?” Heero asked slightly surprised.

            “Yeah.  I hear it’s pretty good.  We’re supposed to go see her and Quatre about it tomorrow.”

            “Hn.”

            “Well, I’ve got a date with Zechs.  I probably shouldn’t keep him waiting.  Sweet dreams, buddy.”

            “Hn.”

            “Of Relena naked,” Duo added and quickly disappeared from the room.

            Heero sighed; he no longer had the energy to glare.  He ran a hand through his unruly mane and then shook his head.  “What am I doing?” He asked aloud.  But no one was there to answer.