Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Changes Of The Heart ❯ Chapter 1

GW and its characters don't belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU Agency and Bandai etc.

Part 2 of Changes of the Heart. There is 3x4 and 1xR lemon here, along with sap.

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It was a cool breeze and the chirping of the birds that woke Relena up. Quatre had left early on his trip to L4 and so she was alone, or so she thought; she saw him sitting across the room just staring at her. "Good mourning Heero."

"Morning," he simply replied rising out of the chair and picking up a large silver covered tray. He brought it over to Relena and placed it on her lap. "Quatre had this sent up. He told me he wants you to eat every bite even if I have to shove it down your throat."

Relena rolled her eyes, knowing the shove it down your throat part was no doubt an add-on by Heero; she uncovered the plate. On the tray was a pile of blueberry pancakes, two poached eggs with a side of bacon, sausage and toast, as well as a cup of black coffee, a glass of juice and a vase with a simple rose placed to the side. "There is no way I can eat all of this."

Heero said nothing at first, only plucked up the white linen napkin and tucked it at the neck of her gown. "I suggest you try."

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Quatre rubbed his eyes and yawned wondering why all of a sudden he felt sleepy. He had gotten a good five hours last night, his usual amount of rest but couldn't shake his drowsiness; even the words on his laptop were getting fuzzy.

"Why don't you go lie in the back of the shuttle and get some sleep? You look like you need it."

"I have to get these figures ready...before...we...get..."

Trowa flipped the autopilot on and unbuckled himself from his chair. He lifted Quatre up in his arms and carried him into the sleeping compartment. Relena had left Trowa a note stating that she was concerned that Quatre was not getting adequate rest and that she would appreciate it if he would make sure Quatre got some needed sleep, even if it took sleeping pills to do so. He tucked the covers up around his lover's neck. "Sorry Quatre, but your tea did taste funny this morning."

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Relena stepped into the conference room with Heero right behind her. She was still stuffed to the gills and a little irritated that Heero had actually made her eat the entire breakfast. But she couldn't help but smile a little at Quatre's gesture of concern. Of course he had always been one to care for those close to him; she wondered briefly if Trowa had given her husband the sleeping pills she had left for him to use. She smiled politely and greeted the other diplomats, and changing her thoughts, she stated that it was time to get on with business. Heero sat towards the back of the room, arms folded, eyes set in his death glare, never taking them off of Relena.

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"We're here Quatre. Get up."

"Huh?" Quatre slowly sat up adjusting his eyes. "What happened?"

"Exhaustion no doubt." Trowa replied in his usual matter-of-fact tone. "I've informed your sisters we're here. They're waiting in your office."

Quatre, quite awake now straightened his suit. "Which one's?"

"The twins Amina and Abida, then Faizah, Habiba, Iman and Jalila."

"Great. I would have to get the toughest one's to deal with." Quatre sighed deeply. "Let's get this over with."

Even though by now Quatre had met and knew all of his sisters he still had those who just seemed to rub him the wrong way, and the six he had to deal with were the one's that drove him craziest.

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The meeting went on for four straight hours before Relena could no longer take it and had to call a recess. They had managed to agree on terms for half of the treaty but the other half still seemed useless. Heero came up behind Relena and ushered her out the door of the meeting room. Relena's first thing was to head for the nearest restroom. When she came out of the facilities she felt a little more refreshed and a whole lot of relief; she also found her stomach growling. "Quatre's diet must be working I'm starving."

"We'll go to this little café I noticed when we came in. It looks like it has pretty secluded booths.

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"No, no, no. I'm sorry my dear sisters. But as head of the Winner business I'm not allowing this to happen. Father never merged and I won't either. We Winners have a certain image and reputation to live up to, besides, we do not sell out for mere profit and convenience. I think father proved that did he not?"

Quatre's six older sisters just stared at him for a second. They had been assisting their father the most with running his business and they did not appreciate it at all when their little brother simply took over because he was the male heir, though they had to admit the Winner business had grown rapidly in power and wealth since his taking over. Seeing that there argument could not be won they fell back on what they always had done to him, attacking his personal life.

"So Quatre. Jalila began. "How's Relena?"

"She's fine. Thank you for asking. But we're not discussing her."

Fazihah, who had always been the boldest of the six, spoke next. "She isn't sick is she? Because I'm surprised the two of you haven't had at least one child yet. I mean by your age father already had ten of us."

Quatre sighed and bowed his head, his sisters were attacking him on the one ground he had no leverage on. "That will come in time, both of us are just so busy and..."

"Excuses." Iman blurted out. "Why don't you just use test tubes like all of us were, hell, you could produce more kids that way, course is it you little brother? Are you incapable of, no, I shouldn't ask, it's way to personal."

"No." Quatre snapped back. "It's none of your business and I'm fine by the way. It's just not a decision I'm going to make without Relena that's all."

Amina laughed. "Well you better be discussing it soon because it would be awful for something to happen to you and their be no male heir. What would father think of his son if he were alive today?"

The oldest one, Habiba, then spoke. "Of course if no male heir is produced by you then, between us we have plenty of sons. Why my Habib of course is the oldest, even older than you Quatre dear."

Quatre kept from losing it and throwing them all out, Habib was a loser, a spoiled brat, there was no way he could let the Winner company fall into his hands. He found he could take no more. He wanted to get out of the office and out from under their judgmental eyes. Part of him wished he could blurt out how while all of them had been test tubes, he knew for a fact that he had been born naturally. He cut the meeting short. "Our business is concluded here and I'm not discussing my personal life with any of you anymore." He rose from his desk and snapped his briefcase closed. "Good day sisters."

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By the end of the day Relena was just thrilled that the meetings had ended successfully and that she would not have to be facing those gentleman again for a long while. Her and Heero rode home in silence, and once arriving at the estate, Relena went straight up the stairs and Heero went to the back of the estate to use what centuries ago would have been known as the servants entrance. Once in her room Relena began taking off her cloths and had come undone halfway when Heero entered her room. She twirled around in nothing but panties and a slip as he approached her. And before she could take her next breath she found herself off of her feet and flying in mid-air to land on the bed. She giggled, looking up for a second only to see Heero flying towards her to land on top of her. He began to kiss her roughly, peeling off the last of her clothing along with his.

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While at the same time on the shuttle ride home Quatre was watching, as Trowa was licking and sucking the last bit of cum from his sex. He looked down at his green-eyed lover wantonly before leaving him to go back into the sleeping compartment.

Trowa rose, shedding his flight suit heading after Quatre. Once there, he saw his little bird on his knees holding out a small tube of lubrication, asking him to fuck him. Trowa's sex was more then ready and he clenched his teeth feeling Quatre's smooth hands rubbing the gel onto it while coating the inside of his own ass with his fingers. Once Quatre had finished Trowa titled his chin up and kissed him rather violently before swinging him around on all fours and plowing deep into Quatre even quicker and harder. Quatre cried out a little but it was the sound of pleasure, not pain and so Trowa began his fucking of Quarte's bottom.

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Relena was finding herself on her own hands and knees, her hair being pulled painfully back by Heero's hand, a small breath left her as her head suddenly slammed down into the mattress, still being held tight by Heero, who's thrusts had gotten more demanding and powerful. "Oh fuck Heero!" She covered her mouth thankful that the walls of the manor were fairly well insulated, but still she had to be careful not to get to vocal. Another cry left her as she felt her self being yanked up straight onto her knees, her back pressed against Heero's front, his hand wrapped under her arms, squeezing and kneading her breasts as he pounded a few final times growling under his breath as he came inside of her.

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Quatre released a not so small cry feeling the flood of Trowa's fluids begin to shoot inside of him with the final and most forceful of Trowa's thrusts. He shook a few seconds but then brought himself under control as Trowa dislodged from him. They heard the computer announce that it would be two hours until they arrived at earth. Trowa smiled. "I'll go check the autopilot and sensors real quick, and then, I could come back."

Quatre's grin was wide as his eyes smiled as well. "I'll be waiting." He then stretched out onto the cot and pulled the covers over him still snuggling in the warmth left from Trowa. He wondered briefly how Relena's meetings had went and was sure that by now she was doing some snuggling of her own with Heero.

He rolled on his back wondering if Heero realized how lucky he was to have the affections of Relena. She was compassionate and kind, beautiful and smart. The merge from adolescence to adulthood had treated her very well. Her frail and waiflike figure had filled out in all the right places, though she still had kept the slenderness and length in her neck, waist, arms and legs. She had grown up to be an elegant, mature woman in body and mind with all of the sophistication and grace her bloodline warranted, but still she had never lost a part of her child-like charm.

He sighed her name as his mind wondered a little thinking of last night and how he had just laid there for several seconds staring at her, his hand smoothing her face and her hair that smelled of sweet jasmine. Quatre wondered exactly at what time in their marriage that he had suddenly starting thinking of her more than a friend, wanting her more than a friend. He closed his eyes but then opened them again widely noticing that his dick had started to twitch and begin to harden a little just thinking of her.

But then it was merely natural for him to have some type of feeling more than friendship wasn't it? He had married the girl, seen her nakedness in both body and soul, not to mention, even though not sexually, he had shared a bed with her for the last three years. Yea, that was it. They had fallen into a nice, comfortable routine that every married couple does, it was nothing more, nothing less. He looked over suddenly seeing Trowa; his smile was thin but beautiful non-the-less.

"I see you've missed me." He joked.

"Very much so." Quatre breathed as he began to moan as the taller pilot began his sweet ministrations on him; Relena's face suddenly was replaced with Trowa's.

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Heero had left for a few seconds to fetch Relena some dinner, as per Quatre's orders, leaving the ex-queen alone with her thoughts. "You care for me like no one else Quatre, and for that I love you." She suddenly realized she had spoken the words out loud, grateful that Heero was not there to hear them.

She rose out of the bed and walked to the closet, and opening the doors she pulled out a thin silk robe. Her eyes caught Quatre's clothing beside hers and she reached out her hand to touch the shirt that Quatre had absent-mindedly hung-up instead of throwing in the dirty cloths. She pulled it off of the hanger to dispose of it properly but then brought the fabric up to her face and breathed in deeply the scent of her husband, she bit her lip to control the giggle as she felt her groin become suddenly wet again, and her nipples just slightly tingly.

Quatre had grown rather handsome and dapper within the last year. The gangly days of his teen years were gone, replaced by a great physic and even greater maturity. His smile was still just as sweet and warm though and his light eyes still carried more love in their gaze then ever. She suddenly found herself wishing he would return as quickly as possible.

She scolded herself immediately. What was she thinking? Of course she should love Quatre as more than just a friend. True, their relationship was platonic but that did not mean they had not shared intimate moments in other ways? Not to mention she had married him and took his name and had been living together with him for three years. She laughed silently at herself, you're acting like a silly schoolgirl again Relena just let it pass.

The door began to open back up and she threw the shirt quickly to the bottom of the closet slamming the doors closed. It was Heero of course pushing in a wheeled cart, silver covered trays scattered everywhere upon it. He parked the cart beside the small table and Relena went over to him, trying desperately to not think of Quatre, but wondering when the thought of Quatre as only being a friend had changed in her mind; she began to help him place the plates on the table. Heero had already uncovered a dish of oysters and had eaten one, extending his hand out that held another, Relena giggled and opened her mouth, allowing the slippery muscle to tickle her tongue before allowing it to slide down her throat. Once swallowed she spoke. "Do you really think we need oysters?"

Heero cocked a brow. "Not in the least, but it is what Quatre had on the menu, along with", Heero stopped momentarily to uncover another dish, "fresh cheesecake with berries...and cream." Relena smiled devilishly at Heero reading his thoughts perfectly. Quatre was then forgotten.

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It was almost 10 PM at night before Trowa and Quatre came through the front doors of the Winner estate. Relena toned down her excitement and merely greeted Quatre with sisterly kiss on the cheek and Quatre returned the gesture hugging her gently.

"Did you have a nice trip?"

Quatre knitted together his brows. "Yes, thank you but I have to talk to you Relena." She tilted her head somewhat surprised but saw in his eyes it was of most importance.

"Of course."

Quatre took Relena's hand and began leading her away turning back to Trowa briefly. "Thank you again Trowa."

"Good-night Trowa, and thank you." Relena managed to get out before being almost drug up the stairs by Quatre."'

Though she knew whatever Quatre had to speak to her about was important she did not like being drug by him and so once inside their room with the door closed she yanked herself from his grasp. "What the hell Quatre?"

He took a step back. "I'm sorry Relena. I didn't mean to be so rough."

Relena's anger left her as she softly chuckled. "I fuck Heero, believe me, you weren't being rough." She furrowed her brow slightly when Quatre gave her no response. "What is it sweetie?" Her hand was on his shoulder and he covered it with his, looking into her eyes intensely he took a deep breath.

"We have to talk, about, having children."

Relena's face went blank, except for her blinking eyes as her brain tried to process and comprehend his words. "Children?" She choked on the word. She left his side to go sit on the edge of the bed still in mild shock.

To be continued...