Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Next Generation: For You I Will ❯ Club's are fun? ( Chapter 1 )

The Next Generation: For You I Will.

Rating: Will be NC-17 in the future

Warnings: Lemon, slightly angsty but not bad. More like sugar coated angst. m/m relationship ahoy.

A/N: This section has song lyrics in it, and probably the only one that will. It kind of fit. And if you haven't guessed already, the title of the story is the same as the songs. Oh, and I forgot to mention in the first chapter, this story will contain male pregnancy. If your curious on how this is possible, read my first story at mediaminer.org under the screen name Imbecristial. It is called Christmas Surprises. I do suggest this, as it will most likely get a bit confusing in future chapters.

~~ Chapter two: Clubbing time ~~

"Chastity! Come here please!" I yelled out my door. I watched her scurry down the hallway with a worried expression on my face.

"What? What?" She asked, catching the pitiful look I was giving her.

"I need you to do my hair. I don't want it in a ponytail or a braid. Please?" I whined.

"Wear it down you goof." She muttered, starting out the door.

"No, to girly! I'm a male. Remember?" I growled slightly, grabbing her upper arm.

"Oh dear. I think I forgot that little itty bitty detail when you told us all you were gay!" She yelled, wrenching her arm from my grip.

"Sure, but I'm not a fem! Just do my bloody hair will you?" I yelled back.

"Knock it the hell off!"

We both jumped and turned towards my door. Dad was standing there with his hands on his hips, glaring up at me and straight at Chas, "Can you two go one day with out fighting? We just put Haden down for a nap."

Haden is our cousin. Sort of. Dad and pa's co-worker and long time friend had a baby and well, yeah; we just call him our cousin.

"Sorry Dad, I'm just trying to convince Chas to do my hair for me for tonight." I pouted.

Dad sighed and shook his head, "Chas, please. He only has a half an hour and you know how long he takes to get ready."

Chastity scowled and glared at me from the corner of her eye, "That's only because he waits until the last minute." Dad gave her a pointed look, "Oh, fine." Dad walked off and Chastity pointed to a chair, "Sit."

I nodded and plopped down on the chair, "So, what'cha goin' to do?"

I saw her shrug through the mirror, "I don't know, but I need your brush."

"On the desk." I nodded my head towards it.

"Okay, sit forward."

~~

I grabbed my clothes off the hanger which I had placed them on the second I got home so they wouldn't wrinkle. My pants were a casual Cody Twill Pant, in a light tan coloring, that was tight across my butt and the front. My shirt was a light violet in coloring. It was a button down and had an embroidery design along the button placket and over the shoulders. That was left open with a white beater underneath. I grabbed a leather belt and my leather Sierra Demi boots. They were black and had a western buckle by the ankle, but most of the boot was covered by my pant leg.

I quickly ran my brush through the hair that Chastity had led down. I swear she watched pa's Lord of the Rings movies w~ay to much. Hair style was just like Legolas' which isn't a bad thing. The only difference was that I had bangs.

I did a quick twirl then smiled, I was ready. And after a glance at the clock, I was also five minutes early. Hannan was going to have a heart attack.

I walked out and down the stairs, "Ooh, where are you going, Haruka?" One of my sisters, Kamiko, or turtle as she is affectionately called, said, stepping out of the den and leaning against the door.

"Looking good, big `bro'!" My other sister Giselle whistled, looking over turtles shoulder, the look was anything but innocent.

Cripes, with three sisters, especially ones that act like mine, it's no wonder I ended up gay. It also makes me feel very sorry for uncle Quatre. He has like, 29 sisters.

"Hannan is taking me to that new teen club down on the strip." I muttered, stopping to bend over and fix the cuff of my pant leg.

"Really. So someone got a date, huh, and with a relative no less. That is too funny." Giselle sneered, tossing her tight auburn curls over her shoulder.

Giselle has to be the biggest snob next to our "Cousin" Calypso. I could never figure out where she learned to be that snobby. Our parents aren't like that, and neither are Chastity and myself. It doesn't make any sense. Giselle is 5'6" and busty, but very thin. Her hair is always perfect, with tight, tight curls. She is always wearing these turtle necks and extremely short skirts. I personally think she's hiding something on her neck.

"For your information, though I really don't think you need it, we are *not* related to Hannan, or have you forgotten, and out of everyone I know, you are the only younger sister that treats her older brother this badly."

"Oh yeah? Well, get this, we're not really brother and sister remember? We've got two dads. That's not physically possible, therefore, I can treat you however the fuck I like." Giselle glared at me, crossing her arms. Poor turtle, she's always in the middle of these things. Not argument wise, but literally. She hangs off of Giselle, but loves Chas and I to death. I think I better inform dad and pa to tell Giselle and turtle the truth. Things are getting a bit out of hand.

"I don't want to deal with this right now. Just wait. You're going to be eating those words, Giselle." I spat and walked to the kitchen, checking behind me at the door to make sure that Giselle wasn't following me.

I walked through the swinging door and stood there, waiting for one of my parents to notice me, which doesn't take that long. They have some pretty damn good ears. They were cleaning up the kitchen from dinner and preparing some kind of desert and coffee for when Uncle Quatre and Uncle Trowa come over. Glad I wasn't going to be here for that. When Sarissa and turtle got together, then damn. Dominic, whose in-between Hannan and Sarissa age wise, was pretty cool. For a fifteen year old that is.

"What's up `Ruka? Shouldn't you be getting ready?" Pa asked, looking over at me from the oven.

"I am pa. How do I look?" I twirled around and then looked at my parents. Pa whistled appreciatively whilst dad nodded.

"Looks good." Dad said, before going back to digging in the fridge.

Pa gave me a quizzical look, "Something's wrong." That got dad's attention. He turned to face me again.

"Yeah, when where you planning on talking to Giselle and turtle? I think they should know soon. I just had another row with Giselle." I muttered, sitting down at the table.

Pa nodded, "We were going to tell them tonight. That's why Quatre and Trowa are bringing Dominic and Sarissa."

"Oh, okay." I nodded, and took a swig of the water dad placed in front of me.

"They're here." Chastity said, walking into the room.

My stomach flip flopped at the thought of seeing Hannan, even though my heart hurt at the fact that we were going clubbing and there were probably going to be tons of chicks there for him to romance.

I stood up and straightened my clothes. This was going to be a long night.

~~

I looked up at the sign in front of the new club. Gravitation. Weird, was my first thought, second was ironic. That's my favorite reality television show. (This is based on an anime therefore I figure other animes would be shows, not cartoons.) I turned to Hannan and saw he was still staring at me, "Will you knock it off? You're making me feel very self conscience." I muttered with a silly grin on my face.

Hannan smiled back, "Uh huh, that'll be the day." We were the next ones up and after showing our driver's licenses to prove we were under 21, we were allowed through.

My eyes took in the scene, and then I turned to my friend with wide eyes, "Why?" was the only question I asked him.

Hannan had the grace to blush and he looked down at his feet, "I knew you'd like it here, that's why. And, it gave me an opportunity to get you alone with no girls hanging off of me, which I know you hate, and no siblings. Just us."

I smiled. That was so sweet of him. But as I looked around, I couldn't help thinking that a coffee house on the other side of town would have sufficed. He didn't have to make himself suffer at a gay club just so I would be happy for a change, "Come on then, let's go get something to drink."

The bar was near the door and had three areas to sit at. I noticed that one side had these really funky two people bar stools. For couples I'm assuming. And the rest had the normal single occupancy chairs. Too bad for us that all those were taken. Hannan led me to one of the double stools, and we sat down to wait for the bartender.

"Well, then lads, what'll it be?" a very attractive man walked over and stood in front of us with a smile across that chiseled face.

"Two Pepsi's please." Hannan replied, folding his arm around my shoulder.

Hmm, he ordered for me. Cool! I perked up in my seat and accepted my soda as the bartender handed me my soda. I looked around again and sighed as I saw all the couples dancing. I would have loved to dance, but I didn't want to leave Hannan alone in here. Who knows how scared he would be if people started to hit on him.

A slow song started and I gazed at the dance floor again with a sad sort of sigh. Hannan noticed the sigh, and followed my line of vision. I saw him smile out of my peripheral vision.

He stood up and took my hand, weaving our fingers together, "Haruka would you like to dance?"

I nodded and allowed Hannan to pull me to my feet and out onto the floor. His arms went around my waist as mine went around his neck. He pulled me up against him so that from our chests down we were touching. The song that was playing was absolutely beautiful, and pretty much explained Hannan and my relationship, even if we weren't dating.

( * = means the DJ or CD or whatever they use. "" = Hannan singing as is obvious because I do mention it.)

*I will cross the ocean for you
I will go and bring you the moon
I will be your hero your strength
Anything you need
I will be the sun in your sky
I will light your way for all time
Promise you,
For you I will.*

Hannan raised one of his hands and ran his fingers along the side of my face lightly, "This is our song you know." He whispered it, staring into my eyes.

I nodded, "I know, I was thinking that a few seconds ago." I rested my head on his shoulder with a sigh. I closed my eyes and listed to the song.

*I will shield your heart from the rain
I will let no harm come your way
Oh these arms will be your shelter
No these arms won't let you down,
If there is a mountain to move
I will move that mountain for you
I'm here for you, I'm here forever
I will be your fortress, tall and strong
I'll keep you safe,
I'll stand beside you, right or wrong*

My eyes slammed open as I heard Hannan singing along softly into my ear. Wow, I didn't know he could sing that well. I gasped quietly as I felt Hannan's hand slide up my back and his fingers wrap into my hair.

"I will cross the ocean for you
I will go and bring you the moon (yeah, yeah)
I will be your hero your strength
anything you need (I will be..)
I will be the sun in your sky
I will light your way for all time
Promise you
For you I will."

I pulled my head from his shoulder slowly and looked into Hannan's eyes, trying to find an answer to what he was doing. I glanced down when something flicked against my leg. His tail. I stared at it as it wrapped around my leg. Possessively. I knew that when cat mates were together, they always wrapped their tails together. I looked back up into Hannan's eyes, they were sparkling, though why I wasn't sure, "Hannan?"

He just smiled and kept singing.

"For you I will, lay my life on the line
For you I will find your heart
For you I will die
With every breathe, with all my soul
I'll give my world
Put your faith in me (put you're faith in me)
And I'll have to leave it be.

I will cross the ocean for you (I will cross the ocean for you)
I will go and bring you the moon
Promise you (Promise you)
For you I will, I will, I will, I will,

I will cross the ocean for you
I will go and bring you the moon
I will be your hero your strength
Anything you need, (Anything you need)
I will be the sun in your sky (yeah, yeah)
I will light your wayt for all times
Promise you (I promise you)
For you I will (Ooooh)
I promise you
For you I will."

I noticed that as Hannan stopped singing, we stopped moving. The small turns we had been making at the beginning of the song had slowed to a slight hip movement. The hand that had started at my back went to my cheek then back to my back, was now back on my cheek. Amazing, he moved it four times in one song.

"'Ruka…" he whispered, running his fingers from my cheek down to the underside of my chin.

I stared at him unable to say a word. Was this truly happening? I wasn't sure I wanted to believe it. I knew for sure I was dreaming when he tilted my chin up slightly and it was then that I realized we may have stopped our feet from moving, but our heads had been moving closer together. When our lips made contact I thought I had died. My eyes stayed open, staring at him, wondering and trying to think, even if all blood was rushing from my head.

TBC . . .