Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Re-esablishing Relations ❯ Re-establishing Relations ( Chapter 1 )

AN I'm so sorry that this took so long but this story really killed me, I don't think it turned out too bad though, was it worth the wait?

Rating PG-13 maybe

Summary: Prequel/Side-story to my 13x5 Building Bridges, Zechs and Duo plot on how to get Wufei and Zechs back together, 2x6x2, 13x5x13 implied

Disclaimer: When you turn on the television do you see the male gundam wing characters shagging madly? No? Well until you do I don't own them.

Re-establishing Relations

"Right!" Duo slammed down the glass causing the orange juice to slop over the sides, staining the, otherwise pristine, tablecloth orange. Heero and Trowa exchanged glances, Quatre winced, Wufei didn't even look up. "That's it, I am fucking sick of this!"

He seemed to be watching for a reaction from the Chinese pilot but when he didn't receive one he threw up his hands dramatically and stormed out of the room leaving three teenage terrorists staring after him in bewilderment.

Moving swiftly towards the hanger he pulled out a cell phone and hit speed dial 1, listening to it ring and then switch to the annoying voice that told him `nobody was there to take his call right now' he snarled and threw it across the hanger where it hit the Wing gundam.

"Shit!" The curse came from both realising that the odds were his mobile wasn't going to be working any longer and wondering just how long Heero would make him suffer for if Wing was even scratched.

Moving across to the battered piece of plastic he looked at the place where it had struck consideringly, there didn't appear to be any marks but undoubtedly if there was, he'd soon be hearing about it, in a lot of detail and in a very deadly voice from his best friend. Heero owed him though, he still hadn't paid him back for taking `Scythe's parts first time they'd met.

Forgetting about Wing for the minute he swung himself up into the cockpit of his own gundam and turned on the vid screen, ordering it to make contact he settled himself in the pilot's seat and stuck his mug under the coffee machine he'd installed last time he did an upgrade. Waiting for his lover to pick up.

***

"… and as for the new suit design, Sir, I thing it's safe to say that…"

"Would Wufei like them?"

"I… er… what Sir?"

Treize turned from the window to face a baffled Zechs Marquise.

"Wufei always used to criticise our mobile suits, always." Treize sighed, "If you think it's the sort of suit he'd like and approve of then I don't think I even need to see it."

"Alright… well about the roses for the ball, Une has been planning on yellow but…"

"Wufei hated yellow, he preferred red or blue roses, said yellow ones looked too delicate, like they were about to fall over."

Zechs clenched his teeth and forced himself not to kill his commanding officer and best friend, that would not look good on a CV even if it was to save your own sanity and he had the feeling that if he gave in and pulled out a gun he'd soon be looking for alternative employment, maybe the pilots were recruiting…

"Very good sir, red or blue roses it is, I'll see which ones are easier to get hold of…"

He couldn't believe this. He'd been training since he was six, a soldier since he was thirteen, specials soldier since he was fifteen, specials officer since sixteen, leader since eighteen and now at nineteen he'd been promoted once again… To Treize's personal assistant.

Just because his friend was having relationship problems and he was the only one who actually knew he'd been in a relationship, let alone who with, it did not give Treize the right to pull him off his job and drag him back to a private ship, that seemed to be doing nothing other than drifting aimlessly around in space. Of course Treize hadn't actually said that he wanted to talk and bemoan the loss of his `Dragon' to someone on a fairly regular basis, no he'd explained in very clear detail that he had a `top-secret problem' that only Zechs could help him with that was so sensitive it couldn't even be discussed over the phone. Naturally when he arrived Treize had maintained that he was `completely and utterly over that gundam pilot, what's his name?' but it hadn't stopped him bringing up `what's his name' in every single conversation they'd had so far. God knows it was his own fault, if Treize hadn't dumped Wufei in the first place then he wouldn't be having this problem.

"Or maybe not red or blue roses, maybe that would say something, using his favourite colours I mean."

"I'm sure he won't mind. Now about the drinks…"

"Wufei didn't drink, he said it was dangerous, that he never knew when someone would try to spike it or when he'd be attacked or when he'd be need to fight or…"

"Maybe you should just call him Treize."

"What," Treize looked shocked, "call who?"

"Wufei."

"Why would I call Wufei? I'm over him, one hundred percent over him in fact."

Treize's secretary buzzed before Zechs could move, good job too, he really didn't want Treize dead that much.

"Sorry to disturb you sirs but there's someone on the line for Lieutenant Marquise, says he's calling from Pluto or something."

"Thank you Stephanie." Zechs butted in before Treize could speak, I'll take the call from my rooms, can you please tell him that and transfer the call."

"Pluto?" Treize questioned once she'd answered in the affirmative and had gone.

"Roman God of Death."

"Ah… things going well between you and Mr. Maxwell I take it. Good, good." Treize paused, "Duo knows Wufei you know…"

Zechs was out the door before he had time to finish his sentence.

***

Duo smiled when he saw his lover's face, "stressed?"

Zechs shot him a withering glare, "what gave you that idea?"

Duo opened his mouth to reply and Zechs sighed, "never mind, I don't think I want you to answer that. What's wrong?"

"Do you even need to ask?"

"Wufei."

"Yeah, we need to get them back together, he's just completely shut down, he's even stopped responding when I call him Wuffers or Wu-wu or Wuffie or…"

"Treize has been bad too, he says he's over him but I just had a conversation about Wufei's favourite flower."

Duo fought a smile, talking to his lover always seemed to make him feel better no matter how bad things are. "Just out of curiosity what is his favourite flower?"

"Red or blue roses apparently, just never buy him yellow ones, in fact don't buy him roses full stop."

This time Duo didn't hide his grin, "jealous?"

"Exceedingly, you live in a house with four other gorgeous teenagers, what is there not to be jealous about?" - four gorgeous teenagers live in a house with you and I'm not one of them.

"The fact that none of them has ever made a pass at me, the fact that I don't fancy any of them and the fact that if I ever even though about laying a finger on Quatre, Trowa or Heero the other two would kill me before I had time to blink. And there's the fact that I'm in love with you to consider as well…"

Then his face grew determined and Zechs realised that this phone call actually had a point, much unlike the conversation he'd just had with Treize.

"We're going to get them back together."

Zechs blinked and then began to panic quietly, he loved Duo he honestly did but when he started to play matchmaker it was definitely time to worry. "We're what?"

"We're going to get them back together, look I've got it all worked out, if we can get them alone with each other and in close proximity with a bed then they'll be gonners. I know they still love each other, you know they still love each other, Trowa knows, Quatre knows, hell even Heero knows! The only two who are steadfastly ignoring it are Treize and Wufei so I figure that all we need to do is give them a little push in the right direction. Here's what we're going to do."

Zechs watched his lover's face as the self proclaimed God of Death started to plot and found himself wondering what he'd let himself in for when he started sleeping with a gundam pilot. Then again, he found he didn't really care.

***

Half an hour later Zechs was managing to sum up Duo's plan in a matter of seconds.

"So what you're saying is that I get Treize here," he gestured using the map that Duo had emailed him, "by 7:30, you'll tell Wufei he has a mission in the same place at the same time and we basically hope they'll hit it off, Treize won't mess it up this time and that nobody will die."

Duo pouted. "You don't have to say it like it'll never work! Trust me, Wufei has been miserable without him and from what you've told me Treize hasn't been any better, without Fei. We'll tell Treize what's going on with strict instructions on what to do and what not to do and on what'll happen if he hurts one of my friends again. Then we'll send in Wufei, make sure Treize is showing a bit of skin when he gets there, make sure he says the right things and voila, instant bliss…"

Zechs watched him, well, what was the harm in going along with it, it wasn't like they could make things worse and besides, he'd get to see his lover this way.

Nodding once more in agreement they said their goodbyes and made arrangements on where to meet later.

Suddenly he realised something and fought the urge to bang his head on the table. He was going to have to talk to Treize again wasn't he?

Owari

AN Well? How was that, was it worth the wait, as always tell me in a review, I didn't think it was too bad, not exactly as I'd planned but nod bad either. On another note I've got ideas for a couple of Harry Potter/Gundam Wing crossovers, would anyone be interested in reading one?