Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Wedding Vows ❯ Speak Now ( Chapter 7 )
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By: Violet_Nyte 
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Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.12.2002 | Updated On: 12.23.2002 | Pages: 4 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 443 | Status: Work In Progress
LSE // 8-12-02
(Wedding Vows - Chapter Seven: Speak Now)
rated: PG13 - adult language
shounen-ai/AU
Speak Now
"Can't you drive faster?!"
The taxi driver looked at his passenger with clear annoyance. With a
great sigh, Duo flopped back into the seat, staring out the window as
the world went by at an agonizingly slow speed.
Someday, he would eliminate problems like these by inventing
teleportation booths.
Duo frowned down at his hands, which were dry washing themselves in
his lap. What would he do? What could he do? Heero was marrying
Relena, did he honestly think his appearance at the church would
change that?
Heero wouldn't back out on Relena, this was useless. He should tell
the cabbie to just turn around and go back the train station. Maybe
if he drove quickly Duo could still catch his original train.
No, he wouldn't do that. Even if he'd be making a fool of himself,
Duo would show up at that church and hope to whatever above something
in Heero's fuzzy head would click over and the moron would realize he
didn't really care for Relena.
Didn't really love Relena.
Love.
What if Heero loved Relena? Honestly, truly, loved her. Duo fetched
his wallet from the back pocket of his tight black jeans, which
involved some talented maneuvering, and checked his cash. He had
enough money to take him to a small foreign country if he made a
complete fool of himself in front of everyone he knew.
Resisting the urge to kick the back of the driver's seat repetitively,
Duo ran over a few scenarios in his mind. Ideally, he would rush in
just as the pastor would ask, "Is there anyone who objects to these
two marrying?"
Heero would look at him with affectionate eyes and break away from
Relena, who would look amazed and stupid. Stupidly amazed. "You
came," Heero would whisper, taking Duo's hand in his own.
"I couldn't let you make this mistake," Duo would whisper back.
Then, they would kiss and everyone would realize Duo and Heero
belonged together. Relena would bitch slap herself for her actions
and Duo would skip off into the sunset with Heero. Okay, maybe not
skip. Maybe not into the sunset. But Heero wouldn't marry Relena.
In all likely hood, Duo's fantasy would never come true. He would
arrive just as the pastor was announcing them husband and wife. Then,
he'd simply have to turn and walk away, because he wouldn't try to
break up a marriage.
Breaking up a wrongful engagement and breaking up a legal marriage
were two completely different things. At least, that's what he'd like
to think. He knew what he was doing was wrong. Relena deserved better
than to be dumped at the alter.
Then again, Heero deserved better than to be trapped in a loveless
marriage with that insane woman. Bitch.
Maybe Duo'd just kill Relena. No, then he would get arrested and that
would never solve anything. But it'd feel real good. Real good.
Duo was shaken free of his thoughts by the taxi suddenly stopping. He
stared out at the chapel before him, unable to believe the journey
was over and he still didn't know what he could do. He shoved money
into the driver's hands and all but tumbled from the cab.
Please, don't let it be too late!
------------------------------------------------------------ ----------
//Husband: a man to whom a woman is married; married man: the
correlative of wife.//
//Wife: a married woman: specifically, a woman in her relationship to
her husband.//
//Marriage: the state of being married; relation between husband and
wife//
//Married: living together as husband and wife; joined in wedlock//
//Wedlock: the state of being married//
//With a sigh, Heero closed the dictionary and placed it back on the
shelf. Mr. Webster had not been very helpful, today. Turning away
from the bookshelves, Heero walked across the library to take a seat
in front of the fireplace.//
//For a moment he enjoyed the serenity he'd discovered in this
secluded part of Relena's vast mansion. From the looks of it, the
room use to be Milliard's personal library, maybe office; but since
the eldest Peacecraft has long since moved from this particular
estate, dust covered most of the objects in the room. Relena would
have a fit if she saw all the dust.//
//Heero trailed his hands along the edge of the carved oak beside
him, wiping off dust as he did so. With a slight smile, he sketched
his face in the fine patina, admiring the portrait. Next, he drew the
outline of Relena's profile. Once finished, he started to wipe the
table clean, but decided against it.//
//Let the housekeeper deal with my art, he thought, standing and
popping his back. Relena hated it when he popped various joints, so
he only rarely got to do so. It was a guilty pleasure, standing there
in the long forsaken library as he filled the room with sounds of
abused bones cracking. Duo would be proud.//
//Duo? Where did that braided idiot get off popping into his thoughts
like that? Baka.//
//Heero crossed back over the shelves and selected a different
dictionary, a newer one. The black text flew by as he flipped back
between the listings.//
//Proposal: an offer of marriage//
//Engagement: a hostile meeting of opposing military forces in the
course of a war//
//Heero stared at it for a moment, shocked, before realizing there
was another meaning listed.//
//Engagement (2): a mutual promise to marry: betrothal//
//Betrothal: the act of betrothing//
//"Omae o korosu, Webster-san..."//
------------------------------------------------ ----------------------
"To be your lawfully wedded wife..."
Heero stared at the pastor with the blank stare he usually reserved
for solicitors. Eventually the actual question would be posed, he
would answer as was expected, and then he and Relena could run off
and live their happily ever after.
Because Relena had already said her "I do."
"For richer or for poorer..."
Richer, always for richer, because Relena Peacecraft wouldn't have it
any other way. The poorer aspect wouldn't even factor.
"In sickness and in health..."
Preferably health. Heero dimly wondered who decided to add all these
conditions into the marriage vows. If Heero ever wrote a marriage
ceremony it would consist of the pastor looking to the man and
raising an eyebrow. The man would nod slightly and go, "Hn."
Then, the pastor would turn to the woman and nod and say, "Yes?"
The woman would nod back and reply, "Of course."
"Wonderful. Here are some rings, go ahead and put those on. Perfect,
I now pronounce you a man to whom a woman is married and a married
woman. Kiss."
Then the man and woman would kiss and everyone would throw confetti
and that would be that. Simple, elegant, short. But, since women
planned weddings, they ended up being complex little bastards.
"As long as you both shall live?"
Already?
I do.
He was supposed to say it.
Now.
Open mouth. Produce vocal sounds.
Say. I. Do
n't.
------------------------------------------------- ---------------------
Duo raced up the steps, nearly tripping over his own feet in his
haste. He shoved open the church doors, immediately slowing to a
walk, since it was improper to run in a church.
He walked past the table adorned with flowers and white creme ribbons
that held the guest register and through the open doors into the
sanctuary. A few of the guests sitting in the back turned to look at
him, curiosity lighting across their faces.
He didn't recognize them, and they likewise didn't understand the
importance of this braided man standing there in the doorway. Duo
walked down the carpet until he could clearly see the alter.
Quatre shifted slightly, his eyes catching movement in the back. What
started as a simple glance turned into a full out stare. He nudged
Trowa and Wufei to either side of him and nodded slightly towards Duo.
"As long as you both shall live?"
Duo's eyes widened, he had just barely made it!
Then, say something.
He took another step forward, "Heero!"
Relena turned her head before Heero, her eyes narrowing as she saw
the interloper standing there at her wedding. She took Heero's hand
firmly in her own as her groom turned his head as well.
"Duo...?"
Relena tugged slightly on his hand, whispering, "Heero!"
A ripple ran through the crowd, half of them turning to stare at Duo,
but he ignored them all. "Heero," he implored, not sure of what else
to say.
"Duo?" Heero repeated, not quite sure if this was happening.
"Heero," Relena hissed, trying to pull him around to face the alter.
Cobalt eyes flicked back and forth between the two. Relena stared in
horror at the confusion floating across Heero's face. "I..."
Relena nodded encouragingly, "Say it, Heero."
"I..."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Author's Notes: I know! Cliffhangers... *hides from everyone* School
starts on the fifteenth, so sadly my time with a computer will
drastically decrease from twelve hours to two. Waaaahh.... Don't
worry, I'm insane and antisocial and writing is my life, so expect
some sort of progress from me. I WILL finish this 'fic before school
starts even if it kills me! Only one chapter left! Aren't you excited?
Do you want to throw rocks at me for all these horrible cliffhangers?
*hides*
Definitions taken from Dictionary.com, all hail copy and paste! All
hail. copy and paste!
Many, many thanks to BA (and BA1) for helping me find the right words.
Baka - idiot
// - marks a flashback sequence
Feedback/reviews are very much appreciated! More chapters soon.
copyright 2002 - Gundam Wing and characters copyright other people.
LSE - "Violet" (ManzokuBiscuit@aol.com)
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(Wedding Vows - Chapter Seven: Speak Now)
rated: PG13 - adult language
shounen-ai/AU
Speak Now
"Can't you drive faster?!"
The taxi driver looked at his passenger with clear annoyance. With a
great sigh, Duo flopped back into the seat, staring out the window as
the world went by at an agonizingly slow speed.
Someday, he would eliminate problems like these by inventing
teleportation booths.
Duo frowned down at his hands, which were dry washing themselves in
his lap. What would he do? What could he do? Heero was marrying
Relena, did he honestly think his appearance at the church would
change that?
Heero wouldn't back out on Relena, this was useless. He should tell
the cabbie to just turn around and go back the train station. Maybe
if he drove quickly Duo could still catch his original train.
No, he wouldn't do that. Even if he'd be making a fool of himself,
Duo would show up at that church and hope to whatever above something
in Heero's fuzzy head would click over and the moron would realize he
didn't really care for Relena.
Didn't really love Relena.
Love.
What if Heero loved Relena? Honestly, truly, loved her. Duo fetched
his wallet from the back pocket of his tight black jeans, which
involved some talented maneuvering, and checked his cash. He had
enough money to take him to a small foreign country if he made a
complete fool of himself in front of everyone he knew.
Resisting the urge to kick the back of the driver's seat repetitively,
Duo ran over a few scenarios in his mind. Ideally, he would rush in
just as the pastor would ask, "Is there anyone who objects to these
two marrying?"
Heero would look at him with affectionate eyes and break away from
Relena, who would look amazed and stupid. Stupidly amazed. "You
came," Heero would whisper, taking Duo's hand in his own.
"I couldn't let you make this mistake," Duo would whisper back.
Then, they would kiss and everyone would realize Duo and Heero
belonged together. Relena would bitch slap herself for her actions
and Duo would skip off into the sunset with Heero. Okay, maybe not
skip. Maybe not into the sunset. But Heero wouldn't marry Relena.
In all likely hood, Duo's fantasy would never come true. He would
arrive just as the pastor was announcing them husband and wife. Then,
he'd simply have to turn and walk away, because he wouldn't try to
break up a marriage.
Breaking up a wrongful engagement and breaking up a legal marriage
were two completely different things. At least, that's what he'd like
to think. He knew what he was doing was wrong. Relena deserved better
than to be dumped at the alter.
Then again, Heero deserved better than to be trapped in a loveless
marriage with that insane woman. Bitch.
Maybe Duo'd just kill Relena. No, then he would get arrested and that
would never solve anything. But it'd feel real good. Real good.
Duo was shaken free of his thoughts by the taxi suddenly stopping. He
stared out at the chapel before him, unable to believe the journey
was over and he still didn't know what he could do. He shoved money
into the driver's hands and all but tumbled from the cab.
Please, don't let it be too late!
------------------------------------------------------------ ----------
//Husband: a man to whom a woman is married; married man: the
correlative of wife.//
//Wife: a married woman: specifically, a woman in her relationship to
her husband.//
//Marriage: the state of being married; relation between husband and
wife//
//Married: living together as husband and wife; joined in wedlock//
//Wedlock: the state of being married//
//With a sigh, Heero closed the dictionary and placed it back on the
shelf. Mr. Webster had not been very helpful, today. Turning away
from the bookshelves, Heero walked across the library to take a seat
in front of the fireplace.//
//For a moment he enjoyed the serenity he'd discovered in this
secluded part of Relena's vast mansion. From the looks of it, the
room use to be Milliard's personal library, maybe office; but since
the eldest Peacecraft has long since moved from this particular
estate, dust covered most of the objects in the room. Relena would
have a fit if she saw all the dust.//
//Heero trailed his hands along the edge of the carved oak beside
him, wiping off dust as he did so. With a slight smile, he sketched
his face in the fine patina, admiring the portrait. Next, he drew the
outline of Relena's profile. Once finished, he started to wipe the
table clean, but decided against it.//
//Let the housekeeper deal with my art, he thought, standing and
popping his back. Relena hated it when he popped various joints, so
he only rarely got to do so. It was a guilty pleasure, standing there
in the long forsaken library as he filled the room with sounds of
abused bones cracking. Duo would be proud.//
//Duo? Where did that braided idiot get off popping into his thoughts
like that? Baka.//
//Heero crossed back over the shelves and selected a different
dictionary, a newer one. The black text flew by as he flipped back
between the listings.//
//Proposal: an offer of marriage//
//Engagement: a hostile meeting of opposing military forces in the
course of a war//
//Heero stared at it for a moment, shocked, before realizing there
was another meaning listed.//
//Engagement (2): a mutual promise to marry: betrothal//
//Betrothal: the act of betrothing//
//"Omae o korosu, Webster-san..."//
------------------------------------------------ ----------------------
"To be your lawfully wedded wife..."
Heero stared at the pastor with the blank stare he usually reserved
for solicitors. Eventually the actual question would be posed, he
would answer as was expected, and then he and Relena could run off
and live their happily ever after.
Because Relena had already said her "I do."
"For richer or for poorer..."
Richer, always for richer, because Relena Peacecraft wouldn't have it
any other way. The poorer aspect wouldn't even factor.
"In sickness and in health..."
Preferably health. Heero dimly wondered who decided to add all these
conditions into the marriage vows. If Heero ever wrote a marriage
ceremony it would consist of the pastor looking to the man and
raising an eyebrow. The man would nod slightly and go, "Hn."
Then, the pastor would turn to the woman and nod and say, "Yes?"
The woman would nod back and reply, "Of course."
"Wonderful. Here are some rings, go ahead and put those on. Perfect,
I now pronounce you a man to whom a woman is married and a married
woman. Kiss."
Then the man and woman would kiss and everyone would throw confetti
and that would be that. Simple, elegant, short. But, since women
planned weddings, they ended up being complex little bastards.
"As long as you both shall live?"
Already?
I do.
He was supposed to say it.
Now.
Open mouth. Produce vocal sounds.
Say. I. Do
n't.
------------------------------------------------- ---------------------
Duo raced up the steps, nearly tripping over his own feet in his
haste. He shoved open the church doors, immediately slowing to a
walk, since it was improper to run in a church.
He walked past the table adorned with flowers and white creme ribbons
that held the guest register and through the open doors into the
sanctuary. A few of the guests sitting in the back turned to look at
him, curiosity lighting across their faces.
He didn't recognize them, and they likewise didn't understand the
importance of this braided man standing there in the doorway. Duo
walked down the carpet until he could clearly see the alter.
Quatre shifted slightly, his eyes catching movement in the back. What
started as a simple glance turned into a full out stare. He nudged
Trowa and Wufei to either side of him and nodded slightly towards Duo.
"As long as you both shall live?"
Duo's eyes widened, he had just barely made it!
Then, say something.
He took another step forward, "Heero!"
Relena turned her head before Heero, her eyes narrowing as she saw
the interloper standing there at her wedding. She took Heero's hand
firmly in her own as her groom turned his head as well.
"Duo...?"
Relena tugged slightly on his hand, whispering, "Heero!"
A ripple ran through the crowd, half of them turning to stare at Duo,
but he ignored them all. "Heero," he implored, not sure of what else
to say.
"Duo?" Heero repeated, not quite sure if this was happening.
"Heero," Relena hissed, trying to pull him around to face the alter.
Cobalt eyes flicked back and forth between the two. Relena stared in
horror at the confusion floating across Heero's face. "I..."
Relena nodded encouragingly, "Say it, Heero."
"I..."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Author's Notes: I know! Cliffhangers... *hides from everyone* School
starts on the fifteenth, so sadly my time with a computer will
drastically decrease from twelve hours to two. Waaaahh.... Don't
worry, I'm insane and antisocial and writing is my life, so expect
some sort of progress from me. I WILL finish this 'fic before school
starts even if it kills me! Only one chapter left! Aren't you excited?
Do you want to throw rocks at me for all these horrible cliffhangers?
*hides*
Definitions taken from Dictionary.com, all hail copy and paste! All
hail. copy and paste!
Many, many thanks to BA (and BA1) for helping me find the right words.
Baka - idiot
// - marks a flashback sequence
Feedback/reviews are very much appreciated! More chapters soon.
copyright 2002 - Gundam Wing and characters copyright other people.
LSE - "Violet" (ManzokuBiscuit@aol.com)
Email me to join my Update ML (be alerted when I add new stories)
www.geocities.com/manzokubiscuit/index.html