Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Affair ❯ Chapter 1

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Standard Disclaimer: Don't own any part of Gundam Wing.
Timeline is 3years after Mariemaie incident. Also Une's first name will be Ann.
I heard it rumored to be on a couple fan sites. Though, when you think about it...Anne Une?!

*denote personal thoughts

The Affair by Kuno-baby

Chapter 1

"That's it, I'm done. Next person that tries to set me up on a blind date, gets a mouth full of my fist." sighed Une, unlocking her front door. She looked at the hall clock. 9:30 p.m. A new record in crappy dates.

It had been a horrible date from the beginning. He'd been very good looking, but extremely stuck on himself. On and on about his accomplisments all night long. After an hour of that, she'd been reordering drinks. The only pleasure she'd received that whole evening was when he'd tried to snag a good night kiss and she has accidently stomped on his foot. With just the right amount of pressure, she'd left him in tears.

Her housekeeper/nanny, Gloria looked up from her reading when Une walked into the living room.

"Anne, you're home mighty early. I take it wasn't much of a love connection?" she said with a mischievous smile.

Her only reply was a dity look from Une. Une flopped down in the seat next to Gloria on the couch. Gloria had been hired to watch over Mariemaia while she was at work and she was a godsend. She even looked the part of kindly caretaker. Gray hair always up in a bun, brown eyes full of wisdom and the most outdated clothing known to woman kind. An older woman in her late fifties, she was loving and patient and best of all she could cook! Mariemaia would have starved to death long ago on Une's culinery skills. That or be taken away by social services.

"I'm finished with blind dates. Never again." Une stated, leaning her head on Gloria's shoulder, while she tsked-tsked her.

"You're a vibrant young woman, Anne. A couple of terrible, albeit hilarious dates isn't the end of the world. You'll meet the right man before you know it."

"Blah! Anyway, how was Mariemaia tonight? Any problems?"

"Perfect little angel. I don't know what you expect, Anne. It's not like she's going to try to take over the world...again." Gloria said. She still couldn't get over that one. Her sweet little girl encharge of a coup d'etat.

"I just want her to be secure with me. Hell, it took her two years before she could even call me Mom. And I'm always working. I don't want her to grow up and resent me for -" said Une.

"She adores you and understands about work. And she even approves of your trying to date. Stop worrying, mother hen. She's not going to go out and rob any liquir stores anytime soon." Gloria joked, knowing she'd get a rise out of her employer.

"Gloria-" Une started, even though she wanted to laugh.

"I know, don't even joke about that. Well, now that you're home, I'm off to bed. I left some dinner in the fridge for you if your hungry. Good night dear." Pushing herself off the couch, Gloria patted Une's shoulder and headed for the stairs.

Une just sat there on the couch for a few moments out of pure laziness, before deciding to head to her bedroom for a quick shower and television in bed. Closing her bedroom door behind her, she kicked off her shoes. Not bothering to turn on her light, Une headed straight to her closet. Unbuttoning her white silk blouse, she opened the closet door to pull out a hanger. Putting the blouse away, she reached behind herself to slide down the zipper on her tan skirt. It fell to the floor around her ankles.

"That's a nice look for you, Une."

Stiffening in shock, she turned to see Trowa sitting cross legged on her bed. She knew the very shape of him by heart. Though the moon light from the window wasn't enough to really see his expression, his tone of voice made her weary.

"What the hell are you doing here? Breaking and Entering? I thought that was Heero's M.O.?" Une hissed. No shy school girl, she refused to be embrassed over being practually undressed in front of him. He'd seen it all before anyway.

"I could show Heero some tricks. How was your date? Seeing how your home before ten, I'd say he was a loser like the others." Trowa smirked, casually uncrossing his legs to lean back against her pillows.

"It's none of your business. We've discussed this, Trowa. It's over. Move on with you life. Find some young thing to chase." Une snapped, if not a little bitterly.
"If I wanted to I could, but I don't. And you don't want that either. I missed you Une. Boy, have I missed you." he said, sliding his eyes over her body. Just dressed in white bra-panty set, she didn't know how seductive she was to him.

"For God sake, get out-" Une commanded, before she was quickly captured in his arms. She'd forgotten how fast he could move! She hadn't even seen him get off her bed. Ex-Gundam pilot and circus acrobat, his freakish speed always impressed. But right at that moment, it only angered her more. And made her struggle to push him away.

"I love you Anne, you know that." he moaned, kissing her forehead, before sliding his mouth down to her cheek to breathe in her scent.

Une froze at his declaration. The bastard! He knew all the right words to melt her resistance. And scare her too. He thought himself in love with her. But he was young, and still had much to learn about love. She may have been a hypocrite to start an affair with him, but falling in love was another matter. Their short lived affair of five months ended only a few weeks ago. She'd told him to find a nice girl his own age and to forget it had ever taken place. But he wouldn't let her forget and move on.

"Trowa. We can't keep doing this. It has to stop." Une said, turning her head away when he would have kissed he lips.

He just smiled, running one of hands through her hair. His other hand slowly wandered down her backside to grasp her buttocks and press her firmly against his arousal. She moaned and tried to push away, but he only pressed firmer.

Gripping her head gently but firmly, he tilted her face up towards his. He kissed her, crushing her soft mouth beneath his. He caught her upper lip in his teeth and when she started, he took her mouth with his tongue. He probed her, enticed and seduced her resistance away. Filling herself weaken and hating herself for it, Une wrapped her arms around him his neck.

"Tell me you missed me." He whispered against her lips.

"N-No."

"Tell me you missed me, Anne." Trowa insisted, nipping at her neck, smiling as he felt her shudder.

"Bastard, you know I did!" Une snarled, pulling sharply on his hair, jerking his head back. The one thing Trowa loved to do to torment was to draw out foreplay to excruciating levels. Telling herself this was the final time, she pushed him onto the bed, climbing over top of him.

He was startled for a second before he was soon counting his blessing. She'd finally given in and stopped resisting him. Une was like no lover he'd ever encountered before. Just like the dual personalities she had exhibited in the war, she was two different women in bed. A reluctant maiden one minute and a tigress the next. And he was obssessed. He wouldn't allow her to push him away and end their relationship again.

Having the element of surprise, he quickly flipped her over on her back so he could leer trimphantly down at her. Her breast were crushed between them as he bent down to kiss that sensitive spot behind her ears. Pulling away to give himself more leverage, he hooked his index finger in her bra stap and slowly drew it down. Repeating the movement with his other hand, he teased until Une was writhing under him. His right hand rose toward her breast. Caressing softly for a bit, he applied more pressure making her gasp aloud.

"You can be on top the next time." Trowa groaned as he left featherly light kisses upon her breast and then down her stomach.

Une instinctly sunk in her stomach. "Who said there's going to be a next time?" She reached down his back to grab a hand full of his black shirt and drug it over his head. He was more than willing to help her speed up the disrobing.

"It'll always be a next time Une. You can get me out of your system and I can't get you out of mine" he whispered. He pulled away again, straddling her thighs as he reached down to undo his pants.

Hearing the zipper slid down, Une tried one more time to talk herself out of doing this. Shedding his pants and underwear in one fell swoop, he laid on top of her again. Slowly, he slid his finger between her clenched thighs and teased her lightly. She was already damp and ready for him.

He continued touching gently until she relaxed her grip and allowed him access. He caressed each fold until she was writhing, whimpering, undulating against his hand. Trowa thought he'd die right there. He was so aroused, he needed to take her now. It had been too long a time away from her. He penetrated her body slowly but firmly. She grabbed at his back, dragging her nails in deep. He grunted before pulling all the way out and lunging in again. Trowa threw back his head and groaned, clenching his teeth.

Moving between her legs, he gasped for breath. She was killing him. She always did. Reaching down to capture her legs, he brought them around him and told her to hold on tight. He increased tempo, driving into her like a mad man while she shuddered and moaned. Over and over and over again. It felt like it went on forever and neither one wanted it to ever end.

But all good things do come to an end. Trowa increased momentum as he whispered her name. Deep inside, the spams began and he thrust into her hard one last time before completion. He worked his hand between them to trigger hers and finally she stiffened and screamed her release. They lay there together quietly in euphoria, before Trowa withdrew and flopped down next to her on the rumpled bed.

"We were made for one another Ann." Trowa breathed heavily, trying to calm his speeding heart.

"Shut up, Trowa and go to sleep. You better be gone in the morning when I wake up." Wiping her sweaty brow, Une laid her head on his shoulder.

He laughed softly before putting his arms around her and drawing her near. They soon fell asleep. They would battle it out again another day.

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Une hurried down the street to meet Noin for lunch. She was known for promptness, so her being late was inexcusiable. She and Noin had gotten extremely close through the ever present conflicts of war. They made a date to get together for either lunch or dinner every month. Une was never late until now. *Damn, you Trowa!*

Noin waved her arm wildy to indicate where their table was located in the outdoor cafe. Sitting down, Une apologized for her lateness. Then Une smiled, looking down at her plate. Noin had ordered a crab salad for her and an iced tea. She knew her too well.

"Don't be silly. Even you, miss perfect are allowed one lateness. Just don't do it again or I might not be strong enough to resist eating your food this time." Noin grinned.

Actually, Noin sparkled. Being eight months pregnant would do that to a person. She and her husband, Milliardo aka Zechs Merquise, had been trying to conceive since they married a little over two years ago. Finally hitting the baby jackpot, Noin was in high heaven and Une couldn't have been happier for her.

"So tell me all the gossip. How have the blinds dates been going?" Questioned Noin, digging out a huge forkful of her shrimp scampi and stuffing her mouth.

"I'd rather do my own dental work blindfolded than go on another date. So forget about sending me anymore." Une said, giving her friend her most stern stare.

Noin snorted in reply. It had been hard on Une to finally get over Trieze and move on with her life. Mourning a dead man forever was not what he'd have wished for her, she was sure. Not that she needd a man, but she knew she was lonely. Raising a child alone, working long hours was hard on a love life. She only wanted the best for her friend.

"I'm telling you, you are way to picky? What was wrong with Douglass?" Noin asked.

"He thought he was prettier than me. I can have that." Une winked.

"Fine. And what about Robert? He was a doctor."

"Yeah, doctor strangelove. He was short, Lu. I'm no giant, but I would like a date who doesn't have to talk to my clevage!" Une said, before sipping her tea.

And she promptly sip it out! *What the hell was he doing here?*

Looking behind Noin, Trowa stood waving hello to her and heading for their table.

*I'll kill him!* Une growled to herself.

"Hello ladies. What a surprise seeing you two here." Trowa said cheerfully. Though he was looking at Noin as he spoke, he swiftly cut his eyes to Une.

"Mind if I join you for lunch?

"No, of course not, Trowa. Have a seat. So what have you been up two?" Noin asked him before signaling the waiter to bring another menu.

"Same old same old. Circus work and an occasional job at head quarters, right Lady Une?" Trowa inquired as innocently as possible. He knew she was seething. Well, she'd have to deal with it. He wasn't giving her a moments peace until she admitted they belonged together. Not one moments peace.

Une nodded her head in agreement, weakly smiling. Her brown eyes were another story. They glared back at him, while he smirked devillishly.

Noin watched with more than a little curiousity. The way they were checking each other out... what? She wasn't an idiot. She just couldn't believe it! You could cut the sexual tension with a knife. Hell, she could have used the butter knife on the table. Really interesting. No wonder all her dates ended badly. She had a thing going on with Trowa! What the hell else has she been keeping from me?

Let me just say I'm so embrassed. This is my first lemon! And if my mother actually knew what I really write, she'd cough up a lung. Kid! Anyway, this won't be some big smut fest since I'm actually horrible about lemons. But I just wanted to show the intense love affair Trowa and Une have been carrying on and how she doesn't want to fall in love with him. Romance stinks! Seriously, I hope you come back for more. Bye!