Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Wash My Hair ❯ Disclaimer & Notes ( Prologue )

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

Part One of the Leashes and Lovers Series
 
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or its characters or its quotations or plotlines. They belong to the Sotsu Agency who owns their trademark, Bandai who licenses their use, Sunrise, and, of course, the guy who created them. I am neither receiving payment for this work, nor do I intend to accept any.
 
Warnings: Post EW. Fluffy! Sappy! Romantic-y! Heero starts out a tidge OOC, not so you'd notice. Heh heheh. Um. Right. It's plot, dammit. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. It's in first person and highly idiomatic. I am unrepentant about this. If you find yourself very confused, don't feel bad, so am I. Very glancing references to way past NCS since this is fluffy but I couldn't figure out how to keep this 1) post-canon, and 2) still have Heero in it like he is without it. There might be some angst, there might not be. Expect sap. Expect tons of sexual misconduct. Don't expect full-on lemons. Muffie does not like to write lemons. Fluffy D/s. You know, the giggly kind, with lots of sparklies. Okay, maybe not, but still, it's a way fluffy take on D/s. I don't mean any disrespect to anyone involved in D/s, but I find it difficult to take anything seriously, particularly myself. If you don't actually know what D/s actually is, well, that's why God made Google.
 
Pairings: 1'n 2, and who ends up seme is up for grabs
Squick Factor: Recent Dx1 (air sick bags are located in the pocket in front of you)
Spoilers: Yes! Yes! Oh my God, Yes! Ahh! Yes!
Rating: R (restricted to fellow perverts)
 
Reviews: For a local production, Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat was rather well put togeth--er, wrong kind of review. Um. Reviews, any kind that comes my way, are welcome. Muffie is not a primadonna. She's just very insecure for an arrogant egotist, but we won't talk about that.