Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Made Me Break ❯ A Little More Interesting ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: *sniffles into her hankie* They just told me... I don't know how to tell you, but they've said... they said... I don't own Gundam Wing! Why! Heero, Why!?

The following fic was created to share with you my warm and fluffies. Duo has warm and fluffies. Quatre has warm and fluffies. Trowa gets his warm and fluffies from Quatre. Heero drowns in warm and fluffies thrown at him while he wasn't looking by Duo. Wufei's warm and fluffies snuk up and attacked him till he passed out. Sally grinned in the background. Even Relena got some warm and fuffies.

Well, *sniffles indignantly*, didn't the warm and fuffies score big time?

When Duo hugs his warm and fuffies, I wish I was a warm and fuffy.

Bet you wish you were a warm and fluffy too.

Where was I? Oh, yeah. This is slightly AUish. In which Quatre was never a Gundam pilot, and they meet at a Relena party. So go get your teddy (not that one, you hentai), and snuggle up.

Love,

Goddess Blue =^.^=

P.S. Make way for the warm and fluffies.

Made Me Break

Chapter 1 ~ A Little More Interesting

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Trowa was very, very bored. He didn't know what had possesed him to follow Duo, Heero, and Wufei to Relena's post-war party, and he was starting to regret the thought process. She'd told the four Gundam Pilots that it would be beneficial to all if they could meet with the world leaders and give them their opinions on how peace should be kept now that the war was won.

Wufei was in the midst of a crowd of colony ambassadors, lecturing them on the justice system. All of these diplomats were men, of course. Duo was in another group, consisting mainly of women, balancing spoons on his nose. Heero was glaring at anyone who dared come his way and attemtping to rid himself of the attatchment on his arm, Relena Peacecraft.

She was finally pulled away by Lieutenant Noin and Lady Une, into the midst of a rather large crowd, to expand on peace theory. Heero looked very relieved. He made his way over to Heero, giving him a small smile to which he was answered with a 'hn', before sitting down to observe the room in silence.

Ah, silence.

Trowa was amused to notice Sally Po had worked her way into Wufei's group, and they were now in the middle of a very heated discussion on colony trade rights, to which many guests were owing their attention. Duo was chatting with his crowd of admirer's, having given up the spoon trick, and Trowa barely caught the wink he sent their way. And Heero's blush out of the corner of his eye.

"So I take it you told him how you felt?"

"Hn."

"And it went well?"

Another blush and a reluctant, "hn."

"Congratulations on following your own advice and your emotions."

"Thank you."

They smiled at eachother briefly, then went back to people watching. He almost missed the flash of golden light when it was blocked out of the way by Relena, returning to give Heero more of her attention.

"Relena, who is that blond who just rushed by?"

Relena shrugged and turned in the direction Trowa had indicated, features picking up into a lovely smile, "That, my dear boy, is Quatre Reberba Winner, just recently become head of the Winner estate and chief ambassador of L-4 colonies. It was because of him that L-4 never went to war and only created MS to protect itself.

"Rumor has it the fifth Gundam was to come from L-4, or rather the fourth Gundam, I suppose, but the late Mr. Winner smashed the idea. He died in an attack on the colony, just before his own people rose up against him in demand of a democracy. Quatre put aside his grief and helped create said democracy in the first peace treaties of our time, awarding the people full control of L-4.

"He was honored with their highest ambassadorial position, while one of his sister's was elected President of the colony. Quatre had a lot of imput into the final peace treaty between the colonies and the earth."

By this time Noin and Une had joined them at the table, in an attempt to rotate Relena back into the crowd, and Une had overheard Relena's last few sentences. "Ah, yes. A very young man to have had such great influence on our times. But I suppose that seems to be the trend."

And Noin and Une gave all three of them beautific smiles.

Heero rolled his eyes and Trowa smirked behind his glass of champagne. Relena made a gagging noise.

Noin gave a dramatic sigh, "kids!"

"Can't live with 'em, can't lock 'em up for your cheek pinching and butt slapping pleasure, you old hags." Duo mused, walking up behind them, and promptly depositing himself on a surprised Heero's lap. "Hiya, hon."

Relena spluttered and backed away momentarily before a soft, amused voice caught their attention.

"Relena Peacecraft. I'm hurt, really. I've been here nearly twenty minutes, and you haven't come to say hi yet."

The ex-Queen of the World brightened immediately and nearly glomped the smiling blond in an uncharacteristically childish manner. "Quatre!"

He nearly buckled under the pressure, returning the hug graciously, before extracting himself from her grip and giving her a proper hug. "Relena. So I see you haven't forgotten my name?"

Trowa was getting very jealous of Relena's closeness to the adorable blond, very quickly. With the war over now, Catherine had pointed out that he was able to indulge in emotional growth, and he was finding himself very attracted to the blond adonis, with good reason. He had the captivating innocent blue eyes of an angel, and pale blond hair to match. He was short and delicate looking, but the ease in which he deposited Relena back on the floor after she'd wrapped herself around him spoke of strength underneath the soft countenance.

Trowa was a goner.

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Quatre was trying to remain breathing as those fiercely intriuging emerald green eyes locked onto his. He smiled slightly and then looked back down at his friend's face, filing the gorgeous body and powerfully heady gaze to the back of his mind for later review.

Lena didn't look happy. He smiled at her and squeezed her shoulders. "Well, Miss Peacecraft, are you going to introduce me?"

Noin extended a hand from across the table and Quatre took it to kiss her knuckles. "I haven't forgotten you, Miss Noin."

She blushed and sat back down. "I wasn't sure, Mr. Winner, we'd only met once."

"I never forget a beautiful woman."

Lady Une snorted, "it must be the teenage hormones."

"Lady Une, this is Quatre Reberba Winner." Relena took Quatre's arm and he bowed to Lady Une.

"I've heard a lot about you, Miss Une, and I promise not to let my 'teenage hormones' get in the way of my respect for you."

Miss Une smiled graciously at him. "I'm charmed, Mr. Winner. I've heard much of you as well."

Relena turned them to the long haired brunette sitting in a stoic boy's lap. She lost her smile for a moment, then replaced it with a forced one and cleared her throat in an attempt to get the long haired boy to stop twirling the Japanese boy's hair around his fingers. The boy did not take the hint and instead awkwardly extended his other hand. "Duo Maxwell, at your service. And this here is Heero Yuy."

Quatre smiled in spite of his resolve to dislike the boy. "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Maxwell, Mr. Yuy."

Duo grinned and pumped Quatre's hand vigorously. "Call me Duo. And call him Hee-chan."

Heero grimaced.

Quatre rose an eyebrow. "Hee-chan?"

"Yeah, he hates it," the violet eyed boy explained, grinning still.

Quatre gave Heero an apologetic smile, "Do you mind if I call you Heero instead?"

"Hn."

Quatre again rose an eyebrow.

"Ignore him, he's always like that." Came a smooth alto voice from behind him. Chills ran up and down his spine and he turned to catch the outstretched hand of the ginger haired god from a moment ago. Bangs fell across his piercing green eyes, and Quatre was thankful for a respite from the intense gaze. The boy was lean and muscular and Quatre felt his whole body flush as he realized they'd simply been holding each other's hands for a while, not saying anything.

"Quatre Winner."

The boy nodded and bowed slightly, lifting Quatre's hand to his lips, raising both eyebrows in question. Quatre could only manage a small nod and revel in the slight smile with which he was awarded before those soft lips laid a kiss on his own knuckle.

Noin snickered at Trowa's actions. "Une, you owe me twenty bucks."

Quatre blushed and yanked his hand away. The boy lost his smile and straightened. "You can call me Trowa Barton."

There was a moment of silence before Quatre nodded and smiled at him. "Pleased to meet you. Now 'Lena..." he turned on his heel and rounded on the ex-Queen of World. "Would you like to dance?"

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"Come on, stop looking like someone ran over your dog."

"You liked him, didn't you?" Relena pouted up at Quatre.

Quatre executed a sharp turn to stay out of the way of a couple attempting to tango, and failing. "Trowa Barton?"

Relena allowed her fake smile to slip into a genuine smirk, "no, I know you liked him. I'm talking about Maxwell, that boy stealing, pretty haired, joke telling, annoying little thief."

Quatre tried to keep the smile off his face, "so? You like him too."

Relena snorted. "No I don't, I hate him."

"'Lena... stop trying to hate him, it's not in your nature. You said yourself that this thing you've got for, Heero was his name?, was a schoolgirl crush."

Relena pouted. "Well, yeah, but... I wasn't done with it yet."

Quatre chuckled and they did another turn around the floor.

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Fans herself. Lookat that! I'm done with two chapters. (Yes, I said two). But, *gives evil chuckle* I'm holding the second one hostage for reviews. Better cough 'em up.

Love,

Goddess Blue