Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Twizzlers ❯ One-Shot

Title: Twizzlers

Book 2 of the "Incredible Edibles Series"

Author: Enigma

Written: October, 2001; revised: October, 2002

Rating: NC-17

Series: Gundam Wing

Pairings: (3x5 & 5x3)

Category: Yaoi, Romance, Angst, Playful BDSM, Candy Misuse, Lemon. AU-OOC.

Enigma Story Category: Pilots' Pleasure

Archive: GW Addiction, Sweet&Sweet, mediaminer.org [author: "E-sama the Llama"]

Warnings: yaoi, hints of romance, mid-level angst, extraordinarily playful BDSM, *serious* misuse of candy, aggressive as hell uke, lemon, sap, fluff, explanations of American traditions, children, and general silliness. AU-OOC.

Disclaimers: I don't own the Gundam Wing Universe or Hershey's, the company that is responsible for making Twizzlers in the first place. Just the parts of this story that are new are truly mine. I'm not making any money off this, it's written out of love, so please don't sue me.

Lemon Disclaimer: Kindly note that in the Real World, "safe" sex should be practiced at all times. However, this is an "Enigma Yaoi Romance Lemon" and all bishounen in question are hence magically protected against the dangers of sexually transmissible diseases, therefore they can skip the condoms… and they know it!

Notes: It's Halloween and Trowa gets a free sample of candy at the grocery store. What does he do with it to cheer up an injured and unhappy Wufei that brings a whole new meaning to the slogan "Twizzlers: Makes Mouths Happy"?

//thoughts//

*****

Halloween was a holiday that made very little sense to Trowa Barton, but he found himself at a grocery store buying bags of candy for it nonetheless.

The HeavyArms pilot and his lover, Chang Wufei, were currently concealing themselves within a middle-class American neighborhood where the holiday was celebrated with a great deal of enthusiasm and they couldn't afford to bring attention to themselves by not participating.

"Here you are, sir," the check-out clerk smiled at the green-eyed youth then handed him a bright pink package labeled "Twizzlers: Makes Mouths Happy" and he simply stared at it.

"I didn't select this item," Trowa stated in puzzlement.

"I know," the cheerful young woman explained, "with any two package purchase of Hershey's Halloween candy, you get a free sample of the new meter-long Cherry Twizzlers."

The tall teen continued to be baffled and handed the bright pink plastic item back in an attempt to refuse it, but she placed it into one of his bags and added helpfully, "I guess it's a way to get people with children to try something new. Of course someone such as yourself, so young and obviously unattached," the girl glanced at his bare fingers noting the lack of a wedding ring with obvious delight, "wouldn't even *have* any kids, right?"

"Yes and no," Trowa answered with a slight blush despite his annoyance with her apparent interest in him. "Yes, I have no children. No, I *am* 'attached' and quite happily, thank you very much!" He reached out to take the plastic bags from the girl wishing to escape as soon as possible.

"Oh, I'm sorry," the girl blushed and smiled again as she carefully handed his groceries to him. "I mean, I'm sorry to have made you uncomfortable, not that I'm sorry you've got a girlfriend. Um, have a happy Halloween, okay?"

Accustomed to the common assumption that if he had a sweetheart it was a female, Trowa didn't even respond to what might have been an insult to his decidedly masculine lover, a man who made him happier than any woman ever could. He merely nodded and turned away, walking home the short half-mile contemplating the upcoming holiday and what else the two of them needed to do to maintain their cover.

However, as Trowa recalled the reason they were hiding where they were at the moment, he felt regret that his lover couldn't walk to the store with him. Or walk anywhere, for that matter.

When the Gundam ShenLong had been badly damaged in a nighttime battle near Washington, DC, Master O issued orders for repairs to be completed on Howard's ship in the Chesapeake Bay. Its injured pilot was told to use a safehouse in the DC suburbs for his recovery after Sally Po decided Wufei was well enough to be released from her care onboard the same vessel.

The Chinese teen had broken his right leg when he'd been forced to flee the smoking wreckage of his mobile suit and had fallen over a dozen feet into a rocky ravine. The fall had been both blessing and curse since it had given Wufei the concealment he needed to avoid capture, but it would be at least two months before he could return to active duty giving him feelings of weakness and uselessness that he detested. Worse, the other Gundam pilots were assigned to locations in Europe and Africa when the battle had occurred and this would mean he would be alone in the safehouse after he left the salvage ship.

Originally, Trowa was to have been in Romania at this point, something about a bizarre threat from OZ involving a long-dead nobleman and legendary evil purported to possibly be active at the end of October. However, Doktor S knew that his protégé would wish to be allowed to take care of his injured lover and canceled the mission as soon as Master O had alerted him to the situation.

The younger pair never understood why the two older men helped them the way that they did, but that was an issue that would remain hazy for quite some time.

As it was, Trowa had gladly left his mobile suit for upgrades with Rasid and the Maganac Corps and had arrived in the US in time to insure that Wufei cooperated with Sally Po so that he received the necessary medical care he needed. Of course, the injured pilot had been thrilled by the unexpected arrival of his lover and his attitude and health improved immensely thanks to Trowa's presence.

Sally declared Wufei fit to move into the safehouse near the end of October as long as Trowa would be there to take care of him. The pilots were debriefed by Howard on the American tradition of Halloween, the older man finding great delight in trying to convince the couple to enjoy the uniquely American tradition involving carved squash, but neither of the colony-born teens had understood what he meant at the time.

Now, though, as Trowa walked along the sidewalk back to the simple three-bedroom house they occupied under the guise of foreign transfer students, he took the time to look at the various festive displays the other households had erected in honor of the holiday. Pumpkins, corn stalks, scarecrows, and strange assortments of wooden cut-outs painted to look like witches, ghosts, and black cats adorned many of the homes. The emerald-eyed youth had to admit that it was certainly pleasant to see that even during a time of war, people took the time to try to cheer one another up with such simple things.

//Is this really only for the children, I wonder? Or do the adults find this uplifting as well? It's too bad Fei can't get out to see some of this stuff. But he can't, so how do I bring a bit of it to him? Well, I've got all this candy, maybe he'd like to nibble on some of it, he *does* seem to have a, um, well, *unique* appreciation for chocolate!//

Trowa didn't even try to conceal the blush that followed this thought, something that triggered memories of several delightfully hentai encounters involving the sweet brown substance and the many ways his koi could use it to drive him insane.

This was one thing that would have utterly shocked their comrades, not that the two were as playful sexually as the others were, simply that it was the shorter of the couple who was unquestionably the dominant partner in their loveplay the vast majority of the time. For his part, Trowa was more than pleased to be on the receiving end of Wufei's active imagination when it came to new and different ways to make their sex life exciting. However, the injury that the Chinese teen was recovering from had interfered substantially the few times they'd attempted to be intimate after settling into their temporary home and it was frustrating them both no end.

As he turned to walk up the driveway of the safehouse, Trowa wondered if there was a way to get around the difficulties the heavy cast caused his lover and to give them both some much needed physical closeness.

//Well, I really don't want to try to be seme under these circumstances. I know that Fei loves it when I take him, but I'm not all that comfortable doing that normally, I'm just too large for him and he's so damned tight, I'm afraid I'll hurt him.//

There was no falsehood in Trowa's thoughts regarding this matter. His own physical attributes were indeed substantial, a feature that delighted his lover immensely, but he had never been comfortable with the dominant position in their lovemaking. Both young men had been completely inexperienced the first time they found one another sexually. When Wufei took control of the situation, it felt so natural and right to them both they gladly settled into the stable relationship they shared now.

//But if I'm not going to be seme, how else can I handle this short of simply offering him a blow job?//

Strangely enough, oral sex was the one area the pair shared an equal level of pleasure in the dominant position. Granted, Wufei had been shocked the first time he awoke near dawn to find himself being slowly and lovingly driven insane by Trowa's eager tongue. But that surprise had been given to him in Cancun, Mexico, and now they were thousands of miles away and a great deal of time had passed by, leaving them both more attuned to their own likes and dislikes in the sexual aspect of their relationship.

//Hmm, what was that magazine of Duo's that I was looking through when we were stuck on that boring recognizance mission? Something about bondage, I think. I wonder what Fei would think of some of that stuff?//

Trowa was reaching for the ring of keys in his pocket when a high-pitched voice caught his attention.

"Mr. Trowa!" He glanced up and saw a small blond child dashing towards him across the grass, carefully cradling something to her body and shouting loudly, "Mr. Trowa! Wait, please!"

The emerald-eyed teen smiled as he turned to face the four year-old girl from the house next door, greeting her with, "Hello, Debra. How are you today?"

The blue-eyed bundle of energy bounced up to him with a huge grin on her tiny face and she held out a small jack-o-lantern that Trowa bent over to admire even as she answered almost breathless with excitement, "I'm fine! Did you know that today is Halloween? Lookie what I made at preschool! Isn't it neat?"

At barely six inches tall, it was easily the smallest jack-o-lantern that Trowa had ever seen, but being new to the holiday he failed to realize how truly unique the object was at the time. "Oh yes," the HeavyArms pilot nodded and smiled indulgently at the irresistible child. "It's a lovely pumpkin, Debra. Did you make it all by yourself?"

"No," the girl admitted with a frown, "teacher wouldn't let us use the knife, all I got to do was draw where I wanted the eyes and mouth cut and she did the rest." The pout that grew on her face at this statement was amplified by small arms being crossed over her chest angrily.

Trowa, however, cocked his head and looked at her with mild confusion. "Why is that such a bad thing, Debra? It sounds as if she only wanted to keep you safe. Knives can be very dangerous, I know that from first-hand experience."

Unconsciously, one hand brushed auburn bangs away from the side of his head where his "sister" Catherine had once sliced his cheek open rather badly during their knife throwing act at the circus, but Trowa didn't offer an explanation about that. Also ignored was the simple fact that at that very moment, the slender ex-mercenary had an eight-inch long dagger in a sheath within his left boot, but this was something he never went without if he couldn't risk carrying a gun. They may have been located at a "safehouse", but the Gundam pilots knew better than to go anywhere totally unarmed.

After thinking the man's words over for a moment, the blond girl cheered up and then commented, "Mommy said to come over and see if you and your friend wanted to have this. She said that since we have four pun'kins already and you don't have any, you might want it."

Temporarily speechless, Trowa simply remained where he was glancing from the tiny carved vegetable to the young girl offering it to him.

Wide blue eyes stared up at him hopefully as Debra added, "Well? Do you want it? I even put a candle from my birthday cake in it and all you have to do is light it tonight and stuff. Um, that is if you've got some matches. Mommy said to ask if you needed some since she said that nice boys like you don't smoke and stuff so you might need some. Do you? Do you need some matches to go with the jackie-lantern?"

Overwhelmed not only by the girl's words but also the generosity of her mother, Trowa finally found his voice and answered, "Thank you, Debra, I think that it would be very nice to have this for tonight."

The child beamed at him as he took the pumpkin from her and looked at it more closely, admiring the happy smile she'd designed for it as well as the totally unexpected tiny candle inside that was shaded an unmistakable Barbie glitter-pink that reminded him of a certain pacifist. Smiling warmly he added, "And you can tell your mother that she's right, I don't smoke, but there's matches in the living room for the fireplace that will work just fine. Are you certain that you want us to have it?"

"Sure I'm sure!" Debra clapped her tiny hands together happily. "You and your friend never get to come outside much and have fun, so I thought you might like Halloween since the fun will come to you."

Chuckling softly, Trowa admitted, "That's true, Debra, but he hurt his leg and can't leave the house." Realizing the excited child wanted to tell him more about the holiday, he asked indulgently, "But what do you mean when you say that the fun will come to us?"

Blue eyes rolled as the child commented humorously, "Well, *duh*! The trick-or-treaters will come tonight! Everybody knows that, silly!"

Trowa gazed at her quizzically. "The trick-or-whaters?"

"The trick-or-treaters, Mr. Trowa!" Debra took on the air of someone explaining something too obvious, "All the neighborhood kids will come to your house and ring the bell and ask for candy. Didn't they have that where you came from?"

"No, they didn't," Trowa answered with a touch of honest unhappiness. His own childhood had had nothing even remotely like Halloween and it struck him as infinitely sad that so many people had never enjoyed the simple pleasures this child took for granted.

Solemn thoughts were interrupted by the girl who then went on to explain, "See, tonight, after it gets a little dark, Mommy will help me get into my costume--I'm a fairy princess, isn't that neat?--and then after Missy comes over, we'll come ring your doorbell and you can give us some candy, okay?"

"Oh, I see," Trowa answered, pleased that he'd given her a chance to explain since it made her so happy to do so. He then glanced at the bags by his feet, suddenly recalling that he needed to get them inside and check on Wufei who was probably wondering what had happened to him, but before he did, he asked, "I should light the candle in this lovely pumpkin when, Debra? Before you come over or later?"

"*Before* we come over, definitely!" The girl stated confidently. "It'll be kind of like a signal that you don't hate kids and refuse to give out candy like some icky people do!"

Startled, Trowa blinked at this assertion and he commented reassuringly, "Don't worry about that, Debra. Wufei and I both like children quite a lot. We'll look forward to seeing you tonight, though. I did get some candy and I'm glad you explained what I'm supposed to do with it. It'll be the first Halloween either of us have ever celebrated."

"Nifty!" The little blond child cheered happily. "Well, I need to go home now, Mommy said that I have to eat my dinner before I go trick-or-treating. I'll see you later, ok, Mr. Trowa?" She waved good-bye and turned to skip back across the lawn to her own house, smiling and pleased that she'd found not only a good home for her project from preschool but also that she'd have an excuse to show her nice neighbor her costume soon.

"See you this evening!" Trowa called after the girl as she dashed away, then he went back to hunting for his house-key. After unlocking the front door, he gathered the grocery bags in one hand and held the tiny jack-o-lantern in the other as he walked inside the safehouse once more wondering what other surprises awaited him during this mysterious new holiday.

*****

The safehouse was completely quiet and Trowa would have called out to see where his lover was at the moment, but he rather hoped that the other pilot was taking a nap for a change.

Wufei was a difficult patient under even the best of circumstances and Trowa knew that the oriental boy wasn't taking the painkillers that would've helped control the discomfort of his injuries and possibly allow him to sleep at night. No matter what promises or threats the slender teen had used, Wufei had stubbornly insisted that if he couldn't ignore the pain it was a sign of weakness, but Trowa was too tired of arguing to make an issue of it every night. Instead, he'd continue to find ways to encourage his lover to rest as much as possible and he assumed things would work out for the best eventually.

Trowa took his assortment of grocery bags to the kitchen and put away the few food items he'd retrieved as well as setting the candy aside before taking the holiday decoration he'd just received as a gift to show to his lover hoping that it might cheer him up somewhat. Standing in the doorway to the bedroom they were sharing, the green-eyed youth looked at the obviously miserable Chinese boy and remained silent for a moment as he tried to estimate the other teen's condition.

Propped against a mound of pillows against the wrought iron headboard of the bed, Wufei was glaring at a portable computer in his lap, angry that he would be excluded from the on-going battle against OZ for some time to come. Justice had to wait while the ShenLong pilot healed and that seemed far worse than the physical pain he was in, severe though it was in and of itself. More worrisome, however, was the knowledge that if a mission came in for Trowa, the slender teen would dutifully go and Wufei would be unable to offer to accompany him as backup if nothing else, and this nagged at the Chinese boy's conscience almost constantly.

Realizing that Wufei wasn't in much better shape than he had been before the trip to the store, Trowa forced a smile and asked, "Fei? I've got something to show you, do you have a moment?"

Onyx eyes flashed at him briefly as Wufei's head snapped up and he, too, wore a false expression of happiness as he answered, "Hello, Tro. How was the errand?"

Trowa merely shrugged, "It was nothing special, but did you want to see what I brought, or not?"

Chastened by his lover's words, Wufei nodded and tried to sit more upright to better see whatever it was that Trowa had brought, but he only succeeded in jarring his injured leg and he cursed, "Damn! That was stupid!" He rubbed at the cast as if that would help and Trowa felt even more certain that the raven-haired boy needed distracting, but the green-eyed teen was at a loss for ideas on how to do that.

After an embarrassing moment of trying to recapture his dignity, Wufei finally looked back at Trowa apologetically and asked, "May I see whatever you wanted to show me now, angel? I'm sorry for that outburst, but it's been a long afternoon."

"It's all right, love," Trowa assured, then pulled the tiny jack-o-lantern into view and walked towards the bed with it, explaining, "Debra gave this to me when I got back from the store. She said that it's for both of us, isn't it cute?"

A puzzled expression painted itself across bronze features and Wufei finally admitted, "Um, yes, it is most assuredly 'cute', Tro, but what *is* it?" Peering at the pumpkin, he added, "And who is 'Debra' anyway?"

Reacting to Trowa's apparent desire to see his partner hold the oddly carved vegetable, Wufei put his hands out and held the thing wondering if it really was the cantaloupe that it appeared to be, yet knowing that it wasn't by the distinctive odor. Turning it from side to side in his hands, he quickly ascertained that he truly had no idea what it was for and then just raised coffee-dark eyes to gaze at emerald ones and hope for an explanation.

The taller youth had watched with genuine interest as his lover had examined the item and was sad to realize that Wufei had forgotten Howard's lessons on Halloween. But then he recalled that at the time, Sally Po had been keeping Wufei fairly heavily medicated, thereby reducing pain the way the Chinese boy refused to do now and that was undoubtedly the reason why he didn't recognize the symbol for the season.

Sitting down on the bed beside Wufei, Trowa reached out to gently tuck a loose lock of black silk hair behind one golden ear as he explained patiently, "This is called a jack-o-lantern, koi. People make them for Halloween and place candles inside them to greet the children who go door to door collecting treats from their neighbors."

"Oh?" Wufei asked, unwillingly curious all of a sudden. Trowa's voice had gained a soft, almost wistful quality to it as he had spoken and the smaller pilot wanted to hear it again. Anything that cheered the often overly quiet young European was something that Wufei wanted to encourage, so he smiled and commented hopefully, "Um, you asked if I thought it was cute, love. Yes, it is quite cute, but who is 'Debra'? Is it someone that I should know?"

Trowa shook his head gently, "No, not really, Fei. She's the four year-old girl who lives next door. Apparently she made this in preschool today and her mother recommended that she give it to us. I think it is their way of sharing the holiday with us since they know that we aren't from the US to begin with."

"Ah, I see," Wufei remarked, wondering how else to keep the soft smile on Trowa's face a bit longer, "And tell me, do we have some of these 'treats' to give to the children? Did you and your young friend discuss what would be appropriate?"

"Um, it's traditional to give out candy, koi," Trowa said trying not to blush as some of his earlier hentai thoughts rushed back to flood his mind with images that presupposed that Wufei was *not* in a cast at the moment.

Ever observant, Wufei caught the slight change in color of his lover's cheeks and read it correctly, asking slyly, "Oh really now? Does that mean you bought some chocolate, my angel? Perhaps something in a smooth, dark chocolate that we might put to good use later, hmm?" As he spoke the last sentence, Wufei had leaned forward and trailed one hand down Trowa's cheek to his neck and farther down to play with the collar of the taller boy's omnipresent turtleneck suggestively.

Clearing his throat nervously, Trowa answered, "Um, yes, Fei-koi, I did get some chocolate, but they were out of the imported kind that you like. All I could get was Hershey's and even that is all in tiny pieces called 'Fun Size' that seem too small for a lot of the things we like to do with it."

Wufei snorted playfully and said, "Well, then it's mislabeled, isn't it? How much fun can it be if it's too small?" The innuendo was heavy in the Chinese boy's voice as he leaned forward and pressed his lips to Trowa's for a long, sweet, and only slightly steamy kiss.

Trowa eagerly returned the loving attention yet knew that they couldn't go much farther, dusk was approaching and now that he understood the timeframe for the children's celebration, he knew that he'd need to be ready for the doorbell to ring soon. Pulling away as the kiss broke, he panted for breath and mock-chastised, "You know, you're going to make me late for getting this jack-o-lantern lit and the candy ready for the kids, dragon."

"Aw, too bad for them," Wufei teased playfully then smiled sadly and offered, "go ahead and get whatever you need done to be ready, then, Tro. I'd love to be able to assist you with this, but as long as I'm stuck in this damned cast, I guess there's nothing to be done about it."

Trowa frowned thoughtfully then brightened, "I have an idea, koi. Why don't you come sit in the living room where you can see the children when they come by? According to Debra, there's supposed to be something involving costumes and it might be fun to see."

"That sounds interesting," Wufei smiled in return, he'd been bored to tears as well as experiencing significant pain and the distraction of the unknown appealed to him at that moment. "I'd need your help getting there, though. Would you mind?"

A pair of bronze arms rose in supplication and wrapped themselves around Trowa's neck. More than pleased to assist, the taller teen rose from the bed and carried his lover to the living room with ease, settling Wufei into a comfortable overstuffed chair that was within view of the front door.

"Will this do, koi?" Trowa asked even as he pulled an ottoman over to prop up the heavy cast as best he could.

Wufei grimaced slightly as they adjusted his position to the best of their abilities and then nodded, "Sure, this is fine." A soft snort of laughter preceded the unexpected additional admission, "Besides, this is better than laying in bed and going crazy each time the doorbell rings wondering what's going on. I know you said that this is all part of the tradition, but it drives me nuts being unable to participate in things more."

"I know, and I'm sorry, love," Trowa answered then retrieved the matches from the fireplace and handed them and the jack-o-lantern to Wufei, "Could you light that for me, please? I'll go find a bowl to put the candy in and we might be ready in time after all."

"Sounds good to me," the Chinese teen nodded and barely suppressed another pointless question when he saw the tiny candle inside the diminutive pumpkin.

Random noises from the kitchen indicated that Trowa had located a container he found acceptable and was busy pouring candy into it as Wufei succeeded in getting the candle lit and he marveled at how the inner light transformed the carved squash into an almost magical thing.

Walking back into the living room with a smirk on his face, Trowa stepped over to Wufei and playfully teased, "Guess what, koi! I just realized that unless there's an awful lot more children in the neighborhood than I estimated, we'll have candy leftover. Maybe we can have some fun with it later even if it *is* cheap American chocolate? Um, well, maybe we can play *if* you're willing to do something for me first, that is!"

A slight blush crawled across bronze cheeks and Wufei looked at him hopefully before he reflected on the catch in Trowa's offer. He asked suspiciously, "Why do I get the feeling that the 'something' you want isn't the fun kind of 'something', oh tricky lover-mine?"

"Because you know me fairly well, I guess," Trowa shrugged but knew he was close to victory based on Wufei's clear interest in seduction. "What I want, Fei-koi, is for you to go ahead and take at least one of the pain meds that Sally gave you. And before you complain that you don't need any, just recall the last time we tried to enjoy ourselves in bed and precisely why we both ended up frustrated as hell the other afternoon."

An unhappy frown crossed Wufei's lips and he averted his eyes. He'd felt like a failure for crying out in pain even as he had attempted to give Trowa pleasure and the taller youth had immediately terminated their intimate rendezvous two days prior. Thinking it through, though, even the stubborn ShenLong pilot had to admit that there was wisdom in the plan and he nodded finally and acquiesced, "All right, Tro, I'll do that. But keep in mind that if it makes me fall asleep before we're done, you owe me another try in the morning."

Trowa laughed a little and brought Wufei some water and his medicine, commenting, "If you fall asleep, koi, I'll be glad to make it up to you later. You need more rest and if the promise of sex gets you to not only take the painkillers but also get some sleep, I might need to seduce you on a more regular basis, ne?"

Swallowing the drugs with a grimace, Wufei nodded and looked at his lover speculatively, "Sex as a panacea, Tro? Sounds like an interesting theory to test out! But right now, you might want to do something with the jack-o-lantern before it makes the smoke detector go off."

"Ah, right," Trowa took the tiny decoration and opened the front door to set it by the front steps before calling over one shoulder, "Fei, take a look at the moon, isn't it amazing?"

Wufei followed Trowa's instructions and admired the appearance of his beautiful lover in the moonlight and then looked past him at what could only be called a true harvest moon. The glowing orb was full and a deep orange in appearance, all in all, a picture perfect Halloween night. "It's lovely, Tro. Now, how long before we get visitors?"

"Not long," Trowa answered, spotting a small child and her father walking towards the house next door and guessing correctly that it was Debra's friend Missy going to join her for the walk around the neighborhood. Closing the door and stepping back to stand beside his lover, he commented, "I'm rather curious about the costume issue. Debra made it sound as if what she wore tonight was quite important to her. I wonder why?"

"Hmm," the former scholar thought for a moment, then shrugged, "If this holiday is based on European traditions the way most American holidays are, then it's probably distantly connected to the ancient rites surrounding driving away evil spirits. But these are Americans after all, and if Maxwell is any indication, they probably do it simply because it's fun and don't really care about much more than that."

"True," the HeavyArms pilot chuckled and then sat down to dig around in the candy dish amusing himself as he waited for the doorbell to ring.

Wufei simply sat and watched his lover enjoying the quiet moment for what it was yet not feeling annoyed when the peace was shattered by the doorbell ringing. "It would appear that our first visitors have arrived," he commented unnecessarily.

"No, really?" Trowa answered with a grin, he was in an unusually good mood since Wufei had been happier since his arrival with the pumpkin and he wanted to enjoy the newness of the Halloween experience fully.

Opening the door, Trowa was greeted loudly by two small high-pitched voices chorusing, "Trick-or-treat!!"

"Oh my, what have we here?" he asked good-naturedly as he smiled at the children and the two proud parents standing a few feet away.

"I'm a ballerina," the quiet little girl standing beside Debra answered shyly.

"And I'm a fairy princess, just like I told you before, Mr. Trowa!" the blond child grinned happily before peeking past the boy to spy Wufei watching them with amusement on his face. "Is that your friend, Mr. Trowa? The one you said hurt his leg?"

"Yes," emerald eyes warmed slightly as Trowa glanced at his lover, "this is Wufei, Debra. Would you like to say hello?"

"Sure!" She chirped pleasantly and waved at the Chinese teen, "Hi, Mr. Wufei! Did you like the pun'kin I gave you?"

"Yes, it was very nice, thank you," Wufei nodded his head in a semblance of a bow, the best he could manage from his seated position in the chair. "Please tell your mother that it was most kind of her to suggest that you share it with us. I'd never seen such a thing before."

"We're glad to share," Debra's mother spoke from where she stood behind her daughter, "Please let us know if there's anything else we can do to make things easier for you. It can't be much fun to come here for school and end up stuck in a strange place with a broken leg."

Wufei was startled that a stranger might even care about such a thing, but as he reflected on Duo's outgoing personality it occurred to him that perhaps this was a characteristic that some Americans shared with the braided youth.

Lost in thought, he failed to respond, but no one even noticed as Trowa answered, "Thank you very much, we'll remember that." Suddenly recalling the bowl of candy in his hands, the green-eyed teen carefully deposited a few pieces of candy into the colorful bags the two children held open. "Here you go, ladies. I hope you have lots of fun tonight."

"Thank you, Mr. Trowa," Debra smiled and then grinned at Wufei, "Thank you, too, Mr. Wufei! Bye-bye!" She grabbed onto her friend's hand and the two children dashed off into the darkness with their parents calling for them to be careful and laughing at the delighted shrieks of other young celebrants throughout the neighborhood.

Trowa closed the front door with an amazed look on his face. "People around here are certainly friendly, aren't they?"

"Yes," the oriental youth nodded thoughtfully, "they remind me of Maxwell."

"They remind you of Duo? I guess that's true, but without the annoying tendency to pull your ponytail, right?" Trowa winked and ran his fingers through the loose jet black hair and then leaned down to steal a passionate kiss from the seated boy. "Mm, I rather like this, dragon. You're right where I can kiss you all I want to and you can't escape me."

"And why would I wish to do that?" Wufei nearly purred in response, reaching out to pull his playful lover close and adding, "As soon as the ghosts and goblins are done, maybe we can find out what type of 'treats' *we* might wish to share, ne?"

"Oh?" Trowa answered hopefully, trailing one slightly callused thumb firmly down Wufei's jaw-line deliberately brushing all the sensitive spots along it that drove the smaller youth crazy, "Is it that or face some 'tricks', lover-mine?"

"Perhaps," the dark smile on Wufei's face promised far more than the pair had shared for quite some time and both boys almost forgot about Halloween entirely.

However, before they could get much farther into seduction mode, the doorbell rang again. Trowa went back to his role of admiring adult as a steady flow of children began to arrive, each in a fanciful costume that gave both of the Gundam pilots a pleasant distraction for a few hours.

*****

In between handing out candy, the two teens took delight in mercilessly teasing one another and both were getting desperate for the children's activities to come to an end.

The last time the doorbell rang, however, Trowa got an unexpected bit of inspiration for the rest of the night. He opened the door to find a teenaged girl standing before him that could have passed as Duo Maxwell's twin sister.

A long chestnut brown braid trailed down her back and she was dressed in a flowing black gown with raven-feathered angel wings on her back, carrying a scythe that was all too familiar even as she proclaimed, "Trick-or-treat!" She grinned and held out a pillowcase that was filled with more types of candy than Trowa had ever seen before including something that he'd forgotten all about.

"And you are supposed to be whom?" Trowa asked indulgently, having learned earlier in the evening that most of the children loved to brag about what their costumes were intended to represent.

"I'm Death, of course!" The girl cheerfully proclaimed reinforcing the impression of being a female version of the Deathscythe pilot.

Wufei, too, had come to a similar observation and he bit back the desire to ask if she knew the braided baka since it was an uncanny resemblance.

"Ah, I should have known," Trowa commented, then glanced into the nearly empty bowl of candy and asked, "Would you like a Kit Kat or a Tootsie Roll?"

"Either one," she answered with a smirk, "as long as it isn't more Twizzlers! I think I've got about a half dozen packages of that so far."

"Oh?" Trowa dropped a piece of candy into her bag and asked, "Doesn't that kind taste good?"

"I guess so," she shrugged, "but it seems like no one around here is the least bit creative when it comes to candy! Honestly, I can think of all kinds of fun to be had with it!"

Silently, Trowa agreed with her as images of Duo's pornographic magazine sprang to mind and he nearly choked as he heard Wufei's voice from behind him answer in a darker tone, "Truly? Like what?"

Playful deep blue eyes rolled in the girl's head as she glanced at the young man who had spoken as if to say, "if I need to explain it, you couldn't handle it," but she answered aloud, "Like shoelaces! I plan to wear them to school tomorrow and nibble on them all day long! That should be fun!" Realizing that she might've just insulted the other teenager who obviously wasn't having much fun with the heavy cast on his leg, she rushed to pull out a package of the red rope confection and handed it to Trowa, saying, "Give this to your friend, okay? I didn't mean to sound so rude."

Trowa was unsure what to do and was going to hand it back, but before he could do anything, the black-clad girl spun on her heel and bounded off into the night calling back, "By the way, I'm the last trick-or-treater out tonight! Thanks, guys! Have a happy Halloween!"

"Well," Trowa remarked, closing the door against the now empty night, "that was certainly the strangest evening I've had in quite awhile. Here, koi, she told me to give this to you." He handed the package of Twizzlers to Wufei and the Chinese youth looked at it appraisingly.

"Yes, a *very* strange way to spend an evening, to be sure," Wufei nodded somewhat distractedly, his own thoughts somewhat lost as he imagined what kinds of things the Shinigami he knew so well might do with the candy. "Um, whatever shall we do with this?" he asked with moderately controlled lust as he held the candy in front of Trowa.

The taller teen suddenly smirked as an answer presented itself and he accepted it gladly, saying, "Let me go blow out the candle in that pumpkin before we burn the house down and I'll show you, koi. That is," he opened the door to discover that the flame had long since disappeared of its own accord since the candle was so small to begin with, "I'll show you *if* you're sure those painkillers did their job, my dragon!"

"Oh? Really?" Wufei responded hopefully then smirked back, "Yes, angel, I think that they've worked quite well! See? Can't feel a thing!" He wiggled his toes the way he really wasn't supposed to and winced slightly before shrugging and hoping he hadn't just disqualified himself from some hentai fun.

"Close enough, koi," Trowa reassured, then moved to gather his lover up into his arms once more and carry him back to their bedroom, more than a little pleased that the girl had given them the extra package of candy. Gently placing his koi on the bed, Trowa paused and asked, "Didn't we forget to eat dinner, love?"

Wufei shrugged and pulled his shirt off, smiling at his lover and nearly laughing at the look of instant desire and need that crossed Trowa's face as the taller teen rushed to match him in undressing. "Yes, but so what? I'm not hungry, Tro. Why? Are you?"

"Oh yes, most definitely!" Trowa insisted with an evil grin, "But I've got special plans for how to get what *I* want, koi!"

"You do?" Wufei asked with mock-surprise. "And what would they entail, love?"

"They would entail getting you naked and tying you to that headboard, lover," Trowa answered with a decidedly wicked grin.

A shudder ran down Wufei's spine. Rarely did his partner take the lead in their lovemaking, and while he very much doubted that this night would include the even more rare experience of feeling his beloved deep inside himself, the Chinese boy was more than interested in discovering what Trowa had in mind.

Gazing at him with lust-filled eyes, Wufei answered simply, "Then allow me to request your help in getting these cut-offs out of the way, love. Then you can tie me up all you want!"

Trowa agreed eagerly, "By all means, koi!"

Within a matter of moments, both young men were completely naked and Trowa quickly retrieved the two samples of meter-long Twizzlers and opened both, testing their strength comically before commanding, "Hands above your head, dragon, I think this should work quite well."

"Nani?!" Wufei exclaimed with honest surprise, "You plan to tie me to the bed with *candy*, Tro?!"

"Sure, why not?" the taller youth smirked and then moved to push Wufei's hips farther into the pillows he'd piled in front of the open-work iron headboard before lifting the other boy's hands to rest where they could be easily tied in place. As he affixed both wrists with the thick red candy ropes, he added, "This certainly seems to fit the theme of Halloween, doesn't it?"

"How so?" Wufei asked with fading interest as he realized that the repeated doubling of the Twizzlers bands around his arms had indeed rendered him motionless more so than he'd expected.

Smiling as he watched Wufei struggle slightly against his bindings, Trowa moved to crouch over him carefully and begin lapping at his beloved's lips, hungrily demanding a kiss yet pausing to explain, "Well, I 'tricked' you into being tied up and now we both get a 'treat' because of it!"

"Oh gods!" Wufei groaned as he realized that his lover was more than capable of doing exactly what he was promising and more, but Trowa took advantage of the open mouth beneath his own and drove his tongue in forcefully, taking control of the deeply erotic kiss that took their breath away.

Even as they broke for air, Trowa refused to give up his position of dominance and bent his head down to place a searing trail of kisses down the bronze column of his restrained lover's neck. Nibbling and licking as he went, the slender teen caused his trapped lover to cry out in pleasure at the almost painful counterpoint to the gentle teasing of fingertips which were busy plucking two brown-sugar nipples into hard little pebbles.

"Do you like this, Fei?" Trowa asked teasingly as his mouth moved quickly to leave a shining wet trail across as much of his face and upper body as he could, never once pausing to indulge their usual penchant for slow romantic loveplay. "Do you want more?"

"Tro, oh gods, love! Yes! Please!" Wufei begged as the other boy crushed their erections together and rocked from side to side.

His struggles against the candy bonds that held him in place were not his full strength by any means, but it had become clear to both of them that short of a serious effort to escape, Wufei would remain trapped until such time as Trowa saw fit to release him. It was this realization more than anything else that drove the taller boy to slide down the bed and away from his koi's gasping mouth in favor of pleasuring his arousal with his tongue, something he proceeded to do without so much as asking.

Not since the first time in Cancun had Trowa taken advantage of Wufei in such a fashion, each respected and loved the other so much that doing something of this sort without permission seemed too close to a nonconsensual act under most circumstances. However, since they were both so carried away by the novelty of having Wufei tied down, neither of them seemed the least bit deterred by the unusual nature of their loveplay.

Passion had darkened Trowa's eyes from their usual emerald to a deep forest green as he glanced up at his bound lover's arms and it was all he could do to keep from moaning as he noticed that he was being watched by equally dark onyx orbs. Keeping their gazes locked, Trowa reached out and lifted his lover's heavy erection into one hand, holding it in place like a lollipop as he placed a long, hot, swipe of his tongue from base to tip.

"GODS! Angel!" Wufei cried out, his head falling backwards to lean against the iron headboard, his chest rising and falling with desperate breaths as Trowa showed him no mercy whatsoever and began worrying at his flesh with lips and teeth enthusiastically. Breathless and needy, the bound youth begged, "please, love, please!"

Unwilling to pause his oral play, Trowa only glanced up at the now sweat-sheened face and noted with satisfaction that Wufei's typical emotional control was crumbling. Instead of responding verbally, he tightened his fingers into an almost painful grip and slid his hand up the throbbing length, bringing a droplet of precum to his hungry mouth and swallowing it down.

"ahhh! angel!" Wufei moaned as he felt a tightness building in his abdomen and they both knew that Trowa would have achieved at least part of his goal within moments.

Again refusing to answer aloud, Trowa simply redoubled his efforts on driving the restrained youth over the edge. Thanks to months of experience, deepthroating Wufei's not inconsiderable length was easier for him than it had been the first time in Mexico and Trowa did so now with a vengeance. He very nearly swallowed the arousal he was enjoying so much and began to hum in a demanding fashion pushing Wufei past the final limit in a rush.

"ANGEL!!" Wufei screamed out, head thrashing as hot sticky seed surged from his body and into Trowa's mouth and onto his face, startling them both even as the Chinese teen continued to tremble and writhe as orgasm shook his restrained body.

"Mmmm," Trowa moaned appreciatively, wiping the back of his mouth with one hand as he finally lifted his face away from Wufei's lap. "You taste especially good this way, my dragon."

Gasping for breath, Wufei found himself unable to answer yet wasn't surprised in the least when Trowa rose up onto his knees and pressed both hands over the bound bronze wrists reinforcing the knowledge of just who was in control for their evening's encounter. The taller boy leaned in to kiss the smaller one deeply, saying, "Here, see what I mean!"

The brunette pressed their mouths together forcefully and thrust his tongue into his lover's mouth and was rewarded with a helpless moan that sent erotic lightning through the usually submissive boy and encourage him to take things one step further than he might have ordinarily. Even as Wufei writhed beneath his passionately demanding kiss, Trowa reached one hand out to stroke over the Chinese boy's dripping, semi-hard erection, coating his fingers with the slippery substance and wrenching yet another groan of need and desire from his willing partner.

As the kiss broke apart, Trowa leaned back to half-recline on the bed where his lover would have an unobstructed view of what he planned to do next. He placed a warm hand on his lover's uninjured leg to get Wufei's attention, and then Trowa gazed at him with unflinching eyes as he began to trail one wet fingertip around his own entrance.

Coffee-dark eyes blinked in confusion and then flew wide open with shocked realization as Wufei asked breathlessly, "You're not going to do what I think you are, are you, love?"

Trowa looked back at him with a devilish smirk and answered, "Oh yes I would, koi. Just watch me!"

Unable to look away, Wufei moaned erotically as he saw one long finger melt into Trowa's body as the taller teen began to stretch himself and prepare for their union, "angel! oh gods, tro!"

"Ah, yes!" Trowa exclaimed, enjoying not only the strange sensation of reaching within himself but also the weight of his lover's eyes on him. He panted as he moved to add a second finger, wincing as he did so, pushing himself too quickly for comfort due to utter desperation.

As he wrapped his other hand around his own neglected arousal and pumping it slowly, Trowa moaned softly, voice barely above a whisper, "i want you inside me, fei!" He groaned as he twisted his fingers within himself, "i want to feel *you* deep, deep inside me, my heavenly dragon!"

Wufei struggled against the shockingly strong candy that bound him to the bed and he rediscovered that he was indeed fully under the control of his amazingly dominant boyfriend, a young man who was driving them both insane with his erotic actions.

Gasping for breath, Trowa realized that he needed a little more lubrication and removed the pair of digits from within himself to grasp his lover's renewed erection firmly before drawing his hand up its length. Gazing at Wufei's shocked visage as he did so, he milked a healthy amount of precum from his lover's body as well as further reducing Wufei to a creature of pure need.

The sensuous youth smeared the sticky fluid all over his hand and then glanced down at himself as if only then realizing what an incredible image he must have presented, displayed so wantonly and behaving so differently from his usual submissive nature.

Gasping for breath, Trowa tugged on his own aching arousal even as he pushed three fingers past the slight resistance of his entrance, forcing them deep enough to locate and stimulate his prostate even more demandingly than before. He cried aloud, an inarticulate plea for more from the man who could not grant the request no matter how much he wished he could and then proceeded to drive himself past the point of even caring before begging, "now, please! let me have you now, koi!"

Lunging against the red candy bands on his wrists, Wufei very nearly broke free. Yet it was only a slight distraction as Trowa suddenly removed his fingers from within himself and moved quickly to position himself over his lover's throbbing cock but doing so carefully enough not to aggravate the injured leg they both had been ignoring up to that point.

"Are you ready?" Trowa asked in a voice as low and dark with need as Wufei could recall ever hearing it in the past even as the boy above him moved to nudge the tip of his erection into the insufficiently lubricated opening. Without allowing an answer, the aggressive youth insisted, "I'd say so!" and slammed his body down, impaling himself on the stiff flesh and crying out in pleasure as his head fell backwards, "Oh, fuck! YES!!"

Onyx eyes flew impossibly wide as the boy who was tied to the bed felt the most phenomenal pressure envelope his highly sensitive cock, "Angel! Gods, Trowa! Stop!" Wufei's voice trembled as he tried to deter his lover from possibly hurting himself with such a reckless move, "Please, love! No!"

Finding the strength to raise his head back to where he could gaze down at the boy beneath him, Trowa's eyes were filled with what could only be the darkest of passions as he answered in a low, rough voice, "Oh, *yes*, Fei-love. Yes!"

An unbelievably animalistic look of pure possessive lust crossed Trowa's face as he growled, "*You* are *mine,* Chang Wufei, and *I* say…" he paused as he used powerful thigh muscles to lift himself almost off of his lover's body before plunging back down hard and screaming, "YES!!"

An answering scream flew from Wufei's throat as he felt his usually gentle lover so forcefully unite their bodies, a merger that suddenly became one of motion and sweat as Trowa rode up and down upon his lover's cock with feverish intensity. Long-fingered ivory hands were clamped painfully tight upon the tied wrists, keeping Wufei from breaking through the final bits of candy and achieving freedom before the rapidly approaching culmination of their union.

Sensing that neither of them could last a moment more, Trowa arched his back and threw his head back to scream one last time as he felt his passions cresting and then breaking, salty seed spraying across both of their abdomens as he came harder than he ever had before.

An answering cry was torn from Wufei's throat as he felt the already super-sensitized flesh that was trapped within the other boy being clamped down upon by powerful internal muscles. He shivered and trembled as his second orgasm of the evening gripped him, his throbbing member flooding the body above him with wet heat.

Both boys gasped for breath for long moments, neither able to think clearly much less speak as the moment of insanity finally left them.

Exhaustion wrapped itself around Trowa's shoulders as he leaned forward and dropped his hands to lay limply upon Wufei's chest as he apologized, "Gomenasai, koi! Please, forgive me!" Misty emerald eyes slowly lifted to gaze at equally tired onyx ones, silently begging for absolution as tears began to form.

"Forgive you for what, love?" Wufei finally gasped, voice roughened by screaming. Finally able to focus on his own situation enough to accomplish what was half-done already, he drew his right hand into a fist and then yanked powerfully, snapping the few remaining strands of Twizzlers from the headboard and wrapping his arm comfortingly around Trowa's back, drawing him close. "That was phenomenal, angel! There is *nothing* to apologize for!"

"Yes, there is," Trowa insisted, tired head shaking in negation against Wufei's neck yet not rising from where he was being cuddled close. "That wasn't like me at all, koi. I just don't know what got into me."

Unable to resist the humor of the fact that the two of them were still physically united, Wufei lifted his hips ever so slightly, pulling a soft gasp of amazement from his partner as he answered sarcastically, "Oh, I think *I* know what got into you, koi! But don't worry over it, love. It was wonderful." He moved his right hand to lift Trowa's chin and he kissed him on the lips tenderly before adding, "Happy Halloween, angel."

Trowa gave him a tired half-smile as the tears faded unshed and he asked, "Really? Are you sure?" The answering nod was all he needed and he sighed happily as he answered, "Happy Halloween to you, too, my dragon. I love you, Fei."

"I love you, too, Tro," Wufei responded with a tired sigh as he let his head lean back against the headboard for a moment and he cast a glance at the tattered red confection that still bound his left hand there. "Um, think you can let me go now, lover? I promise not to run away." A tiny shrug indicated that Wufei was perfectly comfortable with the other boy on his lap, it was a blessing that the pain medications had worked so well that the injured leg hadn't interfered with their lovemaking. His arm, however, felt like lead and he lacked the strength to snap the last sugary tendrils of Twizzlers on his own.

Blushing, Trowa nodded and moved to carefully nibble the candy apart, freeing his lover and bringing an unexpected smile to his face as he recalled the saying on the package.

"What is it? What's so funny, Tro?" Wufei asked even as the other boy helped him to slide down into the covers of their bed and get more comfortable for them to sleep.

"Um, it's the slogan for this candy, koi," Trowa admitted, pulling a blanket over them both warmly and yawning with sleepy contentment, "I guess sometimes the people who write those are more right than they know."

"Truly?" Wufei mumbled around a yawn, wondering briefly what the slogan was and whether or not the mystery would be solved before morning. "Care to explain?"

"Well, um," Trowa felt his cheeks flush as he turned out the light by the bed, "you know what I did to you first tonight, koi? Kind of like what I did in Cancun?"

Wufei chuckled darkly and nodded against Trowa's shoulder where his head was nestled close, "Yes, I'm very aware of what you did, angel. That was too marvelous *not* to be aware of!"

Trowa blushed even more and then admitted, "The slogan for the candy, love, is 'Twizzlers: Makes Mouths Happy'. I think that's quite true, at least for me it is!" The sweet smile that crossed his lips was felt rather than seen by his loving partner.

Gentle laughter answered him in the darkness as Wufei pulled Trowa tightly to himself and they began to rapidly drift towards sweetly exhausted slumber as he answered teasingly, "Mouths weren't the only body parts it made happy tonight, koi!"

"Mmhmm," Trowa agreed without speaking, sleep washing over him in a rush.

As Wufei joined his lover in slumber, though, he thought to himself that the next time a major holiday rolled around he would do his damnedest to make it as memorable for Trowa as his beloved had made Halloween for him.

Little did he know that the next such event the two of them celebrated, they would not be alone but would instead be reunited with their three teammates. More importantly, a new face would join them at their Thanksgiving table whom they'd never imagined might be there and any number of surprising things might happen because of it.

After all, candy isn't the only type of food that clever Gundam pilots could find new uses for, of course!

~Owari~

Author's Notes:

[1] The original 2001 version of this fic was dedicated to my kitten, Ryoko, and my brother, Rubious! They are both eternally supportive of me and my bizarre flights of fancy. The new and improved 2002 version is dedicated to not only them but also to Bee-chan and the other Tro-Fei fans who asked for it! Here's hoping they enjoyed all the hentai fun!

[2] Speaking of Bee-chan, the adorable little blond girl in the story is named "Debra" in tribute to this fine artist and good friend. If you'd like to see some truly delightful images she's created, check out "Hugs & Kisses" at: http://www.angelfire.com/anime3/wuffiedragons/

[3] There are both Thanksgiving and Christmas stories in this series which can be added to my archive at MediaMiner.org. If anyone wants to read them, please leave an encouraging comment but feel free to skip the "grading" thing, it's unnecessary. Alternatively, feel free to write to me directly at SFSDincher@aol.com since it's always nice to hear from new friends. Then again, in case you wondered, Erato responds to praise quite well and whatever kind things are said just might make her inspired enough to write a New Year's Eve piece for all six of her favorite GW bishounen.

[4] Muse Credit Union: Erato, my lemon and romance muse, enjoyed working on this one but it was Melpomene, my angst muse, that came up with the idea of trashing ShenLong and Wufei both just to allow the whole "tied to a bed" thing to not be a PWP.

[5] I've been asked by several folks to set up an alert system when something of mine is available, so if you are interested, please feel free to sign up at EnigmaFanficUpdates-subscribe@yahoogroups.com!