Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ All is Fair in Love and Peace ❯ The Day Has Come ( Chapter 4 )

Author: Keiran
Title: All is fair in Love and Peace 4/6
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance
Pairings: 1+2 3+4 5+S 6+9
Warnings: Um… if you are a reporter, you might be slightly offended. No harm meant. Shounen-ai.
Archive: www.fanfiction.net/~keiran ; www.geocities.com/keire_ke/ffic

This fic has been betaed by Sundaire. >bows Japanese-style (i.e. all of the hair lands on the ground before her)<

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It somehow lessens the effect of a wedding when the couple sprints to the altar, and then spends half of the blessings trying to catch their breath. As interesting the implications may be.

They are even more interesting when there are three couples (two of them gay), another pair, three teenaged girls, two men, two women and a child.

Since that particular wedding was all about publicity and effect, the group stopped, and when they walked around the corner everyone was in their proper places.

The hall was full. At least four cameras were recording the proceeding people, not to mention countless ordinary camera flashes.

"I swear, this stuff should be illegal," Duo muttered, loud enough for Heero to hear. "They could switch us, and with this racket and flashing we'd be none the wiser. Only perhaps if someone got stuck with Fei, cause then they'll have an ear full of injustices."

"Hn."

"Don't go grunting at me pal. Your line is 'I do,' remember? I'm really starting to regret not having employed a prompter. Now cheer up! It's only a lifetime commitment."

"Hn."

Finally the journey was over, and the three couples took their places at the altar. Considering that each and every single one of the wed-to-be represented different religions (or a different atheism) it was decided that the wedding would be a formal non-religious one.

"We are gathered here today with your friends, to witness your marriage, and to share in the joy of this occasion. Today should be one of the happiest and most memorable days or your life.

"Life is composed of many meaningful events. One of these events is marriage. Marriage is a commitment to life. To the best life that two people can find, and bring out in each other. Marriage offers opportunities for sharing and growth that no other human relationship can equal. A physical and emotional joining that is promised for a lifetime.

"On this day you stand somewhat apart from all other human beings, You stand in the charmed circle of your love, and this is how it should be.

"Love is not meant to be a possession of two people alone. Rather it should be a source of common energy.

"Love is the most beautiful gift we are given to share, and the more your love is shared, the quicker it grows. Love will give you the strength to live your lives with courage. Love is nurturing, caring and being loyal to each other, standing side by side as equals.

"Let home provide you with all the shelter and security you will need, for each new experience will help you grow as a married couple. Remember that people are more important then possessions, and welcome all who enter your door.

"When two people pledge to love and care for each other in marriage, they create a spirit unique to themselves, which will bind you closer then any spoken or written word. Marriage is a promise, a potential, made in the hearts of two people who love, which takes time to fulfill.

"Do you take your partner to be your lawfully wedded, to love and to cherish until your life's end?"

A choral of six 'I do's rang through the hall. It should be noted that there were after all six 'I do's, not five and a 'Hn.' No 'Injustices' were noted either. If the reader is wondering about the sheer asexuality of the ceremony, it wasn't only Duo's and Quatre's meddling. Sally put something in from her point of view too. Something, that is: 'There is no way in hell I'm going to be the one led to the damn altar! If these two are not, I sure as hell am not going to! Did Chang write the damn script, or something? That male chauvinistic pig! He's so going to get it when he gets back!'

"Would you please face each other, and hold hands. Repeat these words after me; please say them together and to each other." The official droned on, completely lost in his happy little world. He was chosen by the God of Death personally, to ensure that the ceremony would continue, even if Heero started grunting and pulling a gun on people. The guy was a little deaf, and due to age couldn't see very well.

"Today is the day I marry my friend. The one I laugh with, dream with, live for, and love. Our life together begins today. We will share our thoughts, our hopes, and our very selves. I will love you in sickness and in health for better or worse, for all our days together.

"May I have the rings?" The Best Men dutifully pulled wedding bands from their pockets and presented them to the couples.

~An Interlude, That Should Have Taken Place Earlier~

As was said before, the part of the best men was given to Milliardo Peacecraft, Howard and Rashid. Howard for obvious reasons fought tooth and nail to accompany 'The Kid,' therefore he and Hilde stood respectively next to Heero and Duo.

Rashid was standing right behind Trowa, ready to grab him if he decided to bolt suddenly, while Relena beamed at everyone over Quatre's shoulder. Moral support, you could say, vice-minister Darlian and the Winner heir.

Milliardo looked smug. It was rather beneficial that Sally was shielding him from Wufei's view, or there might have been some serious repercussions. Such as, for example, a sword fight. Wufei didn't like it, when Milliardo looked smug. Kind of like Heero didn't like people standing too close to Duo.

~A Note Worth Its Own Paragraph~

When Milliardo looked smug that usually meant Heero had been notified of some trespass regarding Duo concerning Wufei. (It was still discussed why Heero and Relena hadn't gotten together, after all. The most common thesis said that 'Too much obsession equals mass destruction.')

~End Of Note~

Dorothy, finally, also looked smug. She was next to the center of attention, wearing a great dress, she had a really good partner for oral sparring at hand, and soon said partner's partner wouldn't look like he wanted to kill her for said sparring.

It pretty much summed up what everybody has been feeling regarding the situation. There wasn't a single person Duo or Heero knew that hasn't been thwacked, once or twice, by the Perfect Soldier for being too close/straightforward/assuming/inattentive/careless towards the God of Death. Some of them, like Wufei, had been in constant danger. Even Milliardo and Une hadn't escaped: the first had the living daylights beaten out of him, after an attempt to teach Duo to kick-box stylishly (after that incident Heero took over Duo's education), while the latter's personal PC suffered an invasion of bugs, for giving Duo a month-long solo assignment.

~End of Interlude~

Five young men and one woman took the rings and put them in turn on their partners' fingers. The official blinked when he focused his eyes on each couple in turn. The first maiden spoke with a surprisingly deep voice. But he stopped wondering about it soon enough.

"With these rings, you are bound to each other. I hereby declare you life-partners." The poor man couldn't for the life of him decide why was he supposed to say 'life-partners,' not 'husband and wife,' but he supposed it had something to do with the number of people or perhaps feminism. Two out of three brides were wearing something akin to uniforms. "You may now kiss."

'Right on cue.' Heero thought. It was precisely 13.00.

~A Warning~

The following paragraphs contain a major kissing scene.

If you are under 13 years of age, or dislike physical relationships please refrain from reading any further.

~End of Warning~

Heero placed his left hand on Duo's cheek, the other on his waist and they both leaned in. Just before their lips touched Duo whispered softly: "No funny business, right Yuy?"

Thus their very first kiss came to pass.

It didn't go exactly as Duo had planned it. It ended well before 13.05. Furthermore, while he did have to discreetly pry Heero's mouth away, it could be counted as a success because he didn't end up half naked on the floor or slung over his husband's shoulder, halfway to their room.

"Famous control kicks in, right soldier-boy?" Duo whispered, grinning.

His voice was barely heard over the cheers. Heero hned and took his husband's hand. All of them went out, directed to the specially prepared conference room.

Their entrance caused another round of cheers. However Heero chose that particular moment to show everyone just how pleased he was with the situation and smiled. What followed was a stunned silence, with a touch of panic for good measure. Duo caught on soon enough and stomped on his foot.

Heero glared, and the room breathed freely. Well, more freely then before.

"Shall we begin then?" Duo asked cheerfully. "Don't mind Heero, he doesn't get along well with people."

"So why did you marry him?" Shouted a voice from the corner.

"Hey, whoever told you I'm people, lied." Behind Duo's back, Relena consulted the public relations committee (that is Dorothy, Iria and Lady Une). They agreed to allow Duo to handle the conference. Of course, it might result in severe blood loss later on, but that they could deal with.

"Define 'lied'."

"How many people you know are Preventers' field agents at 17?"

"Five?"

"Wow, I knew there was a leak in the department."

"Can we please move on?" One of the older reporters asked.

"Sure, shoot."

"Ehm. Duo of course meant 'please proceed,' didn't you Duo?"

"Well, I meant 'you may ask now,' but if you say so, Quatre…"

"Since it is rather obvious that you two get along very well, what did you marry Mr. Yuy rather than Mr. Winner?" Heero had a sinking feeling that the conference would go down two ways. The male and/or older reporters are going to ask about the weapons, Preventer business, and peace's chance of being maintained successfully, while the female population would hunt the gory details of married life between them.

"Because then the press conference would have to include a dubbing." Duo replied solemnly.

"Moving on," one of the older reporters glared at the female, "there have been some rather disturbing reports on weapon facilities these days…"

"Yeah, will they allow you to go into that coupled, now that you're married to your partners?"

"…which prompts me to ask what steps…"

"How long were you going out?"

"…have been taken…"

"How did you meet?"

"Women! Get a grip on yourselves! This is not the who-when-with whom crap you usually write!"

"Excuse me? I am capable of writing a perfectly good 'which idiot hired me to write yet another piece on politics' too!"

"Oh, yeah? So why you go around poking your nose in other people's business?"

"Why you…"

"…my favorite t-shirt got torn to pieces during the fight, then he threw me on the bed." All heads snapped in Duo's direction suddenly.

"Oh, so you're listening after all," he addressed the part of the audience which wasn't in a process of reviving Wufei. "It's nice to know that, especially since I was under the impression that we were supposed to be the center of attention. Now. What were the questions you wanted to ask?"

The masses agreed on one thing. "And what happened next?!" All of the reporters breathed at once readying their pencils above their notebooks. This was a sensation. Everybody could see the headlines already: 'Life of a pilot, before and after the marriage' (or 'The Gundam pilots' secret kinks,' depending on what type of paper the reporter in question worked for).

"Hm? Oh, I smacked him with a pillow and threatened not to cook for the next month if he didn't stop tickling me that instant."

If the author got paid for every single blink that took place in that moment…

"As for the formal questions, such as the phone numbers of my fellow Preventers, address Mr. Winner-Barton or Miss... pardon, my mistake, Mrs. Chang. I'll give you a hint, she's the only female here.

"But, I suppose it's only fair to say one thing. Yes, the marriage came rather unexpectedly. That does not however mean that the idea was sudden. It has been decided that considering the circumstances it would be wise to show everyone that it isn't entirely impossible to deal legally with other people on regular basis, despite personal differences." There was a pause.

"I truly hope you've noted that exactly, cause I spent a good fifteen minutes with a dictionary thinking it up." Duo finished with a bright smile and a wink. His friends stared at him openmouthed. The whole hall did too.

"I ask you all to kindly stop looking at me like I've said something that sounded smart for once, cause I might feel offended and hurt and I might start crying. Then you'd have to deal with Mr. Yuy-Maxwell being upset with my being upset. I assure you that the outcome wouldn't be pretty."

From this point on the conference continued rather smoothly. Heero was forced to intervene only once, but it was completely justified - after all, he couldn't allow any of the younger females to smile too presumptuously at his husband. The poor hysterical reporter in question was led outside and served some tranquilizing pills. Heero had to promise her a private photo session with Duo in exchange for breaking her camera.

After that, Duo was in constant danger of falling asleep. Nobody dared even to look at him properly, much less ask a question. He resigned to hold Heero's hand, to prevent further outbursts. It turned out later that he risked severe hand injury, since it was inevitable that someone would ask the age-old question.

"So, who's on top?"

"We toss a coin." Duo replied straight-faced.

The conference ended, with the unspoken promise of three retransmissions (because it did go live on three channels already) and several special editions hanging in the air.

And Cosmopolitan's 'Do it Gundam-boy style.'

**To Be Continued**

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