Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Footprints in the Sand ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )

Footprints in the Sand

by Kim-Yuy

Dedicated to romeo-ambiences for the "Gw Yaoi/Yuri Wedding Ficathon"

Assignment: A 1x4x1 fic where they're both barefoot on the beach, candles at dusk, witnesses; their two dogs and two people but no men in dresses, any prior involvement with any other pilot or a wimpy Quatre

Prologue:

"You two have been seeing each other for three years now. You can't tell me that you still don't know where the relationship is going." Lila Winner clucked her tongue. "Come on Quatre. Are you going to get married? Move in together? Join up your companies? Anything?!?"

Quatre rolled his eyes at his sister. "I don't know. We just don't talk about that kinda stuff. It's not something either of us is comfortable discussing out of the clear. Plus I kinda think that he likes it like this. He can commit himself fully to his job without thinking that I may be wondering why he never comes home until late. It's like I would be home very often either, anyways. I have to travel off colony all the time and you know it."

Lila sighed. "That's just it. You two have two perfectly good houses that are just sitting there, barely ever occupied and costing you guys a fortune. Don't you think it would be just a little bit more feesable to just move in together?"

"If Heero hasn't already come up with it, then it's not" Quatre knew Heero too well to think that he was doing something one way when there was a better way to do it staring him in the face. His luxury never came before sensibility. "Besides I don't see you moving in with your boyfriend either."

"So? Mine has a fear of commitment and you guys have been going out for twice as long as we have. That makes a big difference." Lila made it a point to sigh again. "Face it, you're just avoiding it. You're afraid of commitment too!"

"Because I don't want to push him into moving in with me?" Quatre asked, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples. "You of all people know not to rush into things, Lila. You are the counsellor. Besides, if I was afraid of commitment, would I own and run the family company? Probably not."

"I, as a counsellor, see that you are afraid of commitment and need help." The blonde sister on the screen retorted, flicking her hair. "It isn't healthy."

"Yeah right." Quatre rolled his eyes and then heard the front door open and he cursed inwardly. "Damn it Lila, I've gotta go. Heero's here and I said we'd take the dogs for a walk."

"Oh how romantic." Lila snorted. "You guys haven't seen each other for weeks and you're going to take the dogs for a walk. I tell you brother, this is the same kind of thing that my patients are always whining about."

"Good bye Lila." With that Quatre hung up on her and headed ot of the living room, to the kitchen where he figured Heero would be waiting. Quatre wasn't let down.

Heero was kneeling on the ground petting the two dogs, his wild hair hanging down in front of his face so that Quatre couldn't see his eyes. His hair had grown long since the war and Quatre didn't know of a single time where Heero had gone to get it cut. But that was alright, since Quatre thought Heero looked twice as sexy with it long.

Heero sensed Quatre in the doorway and he gave Mitzy and Gameela, the two dogs, one last pat and stood up. "I heard you on the phone so I just came in here." Heero explained and then crossed the room at Quatre's nod and put his arms around him. "Good morning koi."

Quatre smiled and pressed his lips to his koi's. "Morning. You ready to go?" Quatre pulled at the thin blue shirt that Heero was wearing and raised an eyebrow. "You sure you're not going to be cold. It doesn't warm up this early. You know that."

Heero shrugged. "I'll be fine." Heero smiled. "I've been in worse."

Quatre nodded in agreement and grabbed the leashes off the counter and pulled Heero out the door. Mitzy, Heero's golden retreiver almost knocked them over in her enthusiasm to get outside. Gameela, Quatre's black lab, bounded after her but was more careful not to bash into them.

Heero watched their dogs folick around the beach and chase each other down the sand. The owners followed, holding hands and in a comfortable silence.

"So who was on the phone?" Heero asked simply as he and Quatre let go of each other so that they could climb over the huge mass of logs that blocked them from their dogs.

"Just one of my sisters." Quatre wondered if he should tell Heero the nature of the call. Maybe Lila was right and maybe they needed to discuss their relationship. Quatre looked over at Heero and decided to give it a shot. "She was bugging me about you again."

"Oh?" Heero inquired. Quatre couldn't tell by his tone alone whether or not he was interested but age old instincts told him that Heero was at least a little bit intrigued.

"She keeps asking me when we plan on moving in together." Quatre said it with a laugh so that it didn't sound as serious as it might have. However, Quatre got a wave of recoil and surprise from Heero and Quatre immediately regretted saying anything at all. "Just ignore that Heero, it was just a joke. I didn't mean anything by it. I'm happy with the way things are right now."

Quatre could of sworn that he heard Heero say "Really?" but decided that he must have imagined it when he reached down to help Heero up to the top of the logs and Heero avoided his glance.

Quatre pulled Heero close and drew some comfort from the familiarity in his scent. Quatre couldn't bring himself to self anything else, not wanting to make things any worse for the both of them. Not on their first day back together in a month.

This meant that Heero was the first one to speak. "You know we were on this beach when I first realized that I loved you more than I had ever loved anyone? In fact we were standing right over there." Heero pointed a little ways down the beach. "Mitzy was only a pup then but she had knocked you into the water. You were dripping wet, both cursing and laughing at the same time. I think it was right then that I decide that I wanted to walk down this beach with you until the end of forever."

"Heero-" Quatre began but Heero cut him off.

"I started to compare our relationship with the footprints we made in the sand that day. Neither of them seemed to have much of a logical purpose to it but both made me smile." Heero smiled at his own words, as if to prove that point. "People were always trying to tell me that it was a stupid idea and that it just wouldn't last. They tried to wash away my feeling for you, just the ocean tries to wash away the footprints. And then I realized that they would succeed eventually if we didn't simply just get up and walk across the beach again, creating new footprints. Just keep moving forward in our lives, together."

Quatre nodded and delivered a kiss to Hereo's nose. "We'll just keep moving forward."

"And that's why I decided something." Heero said, feeling for something in his pocket. "I decided that I wanted to wake up next to you everyday for the rest of my life and kiss you good morning. I want to eat breakfast with you at whatever time we decided to get up and not just when you can fit me in your busy schedule. I want to never go home to an empty apartment again."

"So we're going to move in together?" Quatre questioned softly.

"Even better." Heero promised and pulled a velvet box out and held it out to Quatre, opening it. "I want to marry you."

Quatre looked down and saw a small golden band with two small stones set into it. He pushed it away slightly, though grasping onto Heero's wrist. "Heero, we can't. The press will be all over it. Our businesses will suffer from it."

"We'll have it right here on the beach, your private beach. No one will be allowed here besides who we invite. No will will know about it besides who we invite. We'll just make sure not to invite anyone we don't think will be able to keep it a secret." Heero promised. "Just a few close friends and relatives."

"I can't just leave the company for a month while we plan everything and then go on a honeymoon. My business, your business, is too dependant on us." Quatre protested.

"Let Rashid take over your company for a little while. Duo will help me with mine. We'll have a small ceremony that won't take a lot of planning, something really simple."

"My family will never forgive us." Quatre could imagine all the upset phone calls when his sisters find out.

"We'll tape it for them."

"And the guys will have to come."

"We'll phone them tomorrow."

"I get to be the groom then." Quatre bargained finally, running out of suitable protests.

"But I proposed!" Heero protested strongly.

"So? Brides are allowed to propose nowadays." Quatre retorted. "Plus I'm not going through all of the teasing for being the bride."

"Can't we both just be grooms?" Heero suggested.

"No. My sisters will think that you just took pity on me." Quatre grinned. "Besides, I want to be the one to carry you to the honeymoon suite."

Heero sighed, contemplating that proposal. "Fine, you can be the groom then. But I'm not going to wear a dress."

Quatre shrugged. "That's okay." Quatre kissed Heero long and hard. Then he slipped the ring onto Heero's finger. "We'll go shopping for your ring tomorrow."

Heero shook his head. "Nuh uh, I got this ring inscribed for you. It's yours."

"Fine." Quatre slipped the ring off of Heero's finger and onto his onw. "We'll go shopping for your ring tomorrow." Quatre kissed Heero's ring fingers and grinned mischieviously. "Last one back home has to be on the bottom!" With that Quatre took off down the logs.

Heero shook his head, called the dogs, who chased after Quatre and headed back, at a slower, relaxed pace. With a huge smile on his face as well.

(A/N: okay so that was sappy...sue me, it's a wedding fanfic...actually besides certain parts, I don't think that it was that bad...*nods* so R&R please!)