Quatre Winner\'s Diary
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Gundam Wing/AC › Crossovers
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
84
Views:
3,001
Reviews:
14
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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April 21st
April: April\'s Fools
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Monday, April 21st
7:35 am
I am at the office…early. It\'s not like I don\'t already spend enough time here as it is, but no, I\'ve got notes to get ready for the meeting this morning; the meeting that is an hour and a half.
I couldn\'t get anything done in my apartment. Not with the remnants of last nigs fas failed dinner sitting in my kitchen and a mostly naked Trowa tempting me to stay in bed. I just wanted to stay there and cuddle, blowing off the meeting…work…hell the entire day.
Dinner was an unmitigated disaster. When Trowa did finally get home last night, the stir-fry was burning in the electric wok while I was running my finger under the faucet, trying to get the bleeding to stop. I was cussing like a sailor, but he couldn\'t tell. There are some benefits to being brought up in a bilingual household.
So there I was in the middle of a culinary disaster, sure I was going to die from blood loss, and what does my wonderful boyfriend do? He laughs. It wasn\'t much more then an amused little chuckle, but it was a laugh. Although, he did save my apartment from burning down and stop the bleeding. He even bandaged my finger before ordering take out and settling me on the couch for a cuddle and some Ranma before bed. As silly as the show it\'it\'s actually quite good.
I\'m really falling for him hard. It\'s like I\'ve jumped out of an airplane without a parachute, but I find I enjoy the sensation.
12:43 pm
Lunch break and I\'ve come back to the sanctuary of my office. It\'s my office. I earned my way here, not just by my familial connections but because my father felt I was finally ready for something I\'ve been preparing for since I could understand addition and subtraction.
Oh! I hate being treated like a child. I hate the idea that other can\'t respect me because of my age. I\'m not all together too young, but no, the old men who make up the board of directors seem to agree with my sisters that I\'m incompetent. Everything that Duo and I presented to the board had to be run by me father. I told them several times that Dad had retired to get away from all this but would they listen. No. Why? \"Because I\'m a child.\"
With the amount of calls that went to the house, we should have just kept Dad on the line and listen to him playing with Mary because no matter the amount of times he said, \"listen to Quatre, he knows what he\'s doing,\" it didn\'t seep into their thick heads.
Now, I\'m too frustrated to eat. Trowa\'s going to kill me if I skip lunch, but I don\'t think I could eat if I wanted too. Besides, I had doughnuts. Lucy laid out quite a spread in the conference room along the side table; coffee and several of every possible doughnut in existence. Even though I\'d had breakfast, I still ate a few. That was the highlight of the morning.
I wonder if I can just fire them all?
12:53 pm
I don\'t have the power to replace all those staunchy old men. I\'m sure they have subordinates that could easily do their job. Not all of them are bad. I think a few of them just go with the flow of things, but still…
I just want to yell and throw things; throw a fucking temper tantrum just like the child they seem to think I am. Apparently, I\'m not the only one. From what I can hear in the hall, Duo has the same idea. At least I\'m not alone.
3:21 pm
Well, the day is a bust as it is. I\'m not going to get anything done, especially since I\'m still annoyed about this morning. It did get better after my father told them what for. \"Gentlemen, please stop interrupting my retirement over stupid questions,\" my father admonished them over the phone. \"If these are Quatre\'s ideas for the company then they are the direction that it is headed. Yo not not need me to hold your hands anymore. If you want to be lead like babies, then take my son on as your leader and leave me out of this.\"
The whole room was in shock, except Duo and me. I just gave them an \"I told you so look,\" and Duo was saying something along the lines of \"Way to go Mr. W.\" Needless to say, the meeting went smoother after that.
Perhaps I should have Milliardo become a part of the board of directors. For some odd reason he isn\'t. Maybe he got fed up with the politics of the meetings and opted to get work done. Lord knows that\'s what I did before. But it would be nice to have another ally in the room.
Now that everything\'s wrapped up in a nice little ball, I\'m going to feed the fish and head home to tell my loving boyfriend about my horrible day. He\'s Trowa, he\'ll make it all better.
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Monday, April 21st
7:35 am
I am at the office…early. It\'s not like I don\'t already spend enough time here as it is, but no, I\'ve got notes to get ready for the meeting this morning; the meeting that is an hour and a half.
I couldn\'t get anything done in my apartment. Not with the remnants of last nigs fas failed dinner sitting in my kitchen and a mostly naked Trowa tempting me to stay in bed. I just wanted to stay there and cuddle, blowing off the meeting…work…hell the entire day.
Dinner was an unmitigated disaster. When Trowa did finally get home last night, the stir-fry was burning in the electric wok while I was running my finger under the faucet, trying to get the bleeding to stop. I was cussing like a sailor, but he couldn\'t tell. There are some benefits to being brought up in a bilingual household.
So there I was in the middle of a culinary disaster, sure I was going to die from blood loss, and what does my wonderful boyfriend do? He laughs. It wasn\'t much more then an amused little chuckle, but it was a laugh. Although, he did save my apartment from burning down and stop the bleeding. He even bandaged my finger before ordering take out and settling me on the couch for a cuddle and some Ranma before bed. As silly as the show it\'it\'s actually quite good.
I\'m really falling for him hard. It\'s like I\'ve jumped out of an airplane without a parachute, but I find I enjoy the sensation.
12:43 pm
Lunch break and I\'ve come back to the sanctuary of my office. It\'s my office. I earned my way here, not just by my familial connections but because my father felt I was finally ready for something I\'ve been preparing for since I could understand addition and subtraction.
Oh! I hate being treated like a child. I hate the idea that other can\'t respect me because of my age. I\'m not all together too young, but no, the old men who make up the board of directors seem to agree with my sisters that I\'m incompetent. Everything that Duo and I presented to the board had to be run by me father. I told them several times that Dad had retired to get away from all this but would they listen. No. Why? \"Because I\'m a child.\"
With the amount of calls that went to the house, we should have just kept Dad on the line and listen to him playing with Mary because no matter the amount of times he said, \"listen to Quatre, he knows what he\'s doing,\" it didn\'t seep into their thick heads.
Now, I\'m too frustrated to eat. Trowa\'s going to kill me if I skip lunch, but I don\'t think I could eat if I wanted too. Besides, I had doughnuts. Lucy laid out quite a spread in the conference room along the side table; coffee and several of every possible doughnut in existence. Even though I\'d had breakfast, I still ate a few. That was the highlight of the morning.
I wonder if I can just fire them all?
12:53 pm
I don\'t have the power to replace all those staunchy old men. I\'m sure they have subordinates that could easily do their job. Not all of them are bad. I think a few of them just go with the flow of things, but still…
I just want to yell and throw things; throw a fucking temper tantrum just like the child they seem to think I am. Apparently, I\'m not the only one. From what I can hear in the hall, Duo has the same idea. At least I\'m not alone.
3:21 pm
Well, the day is a bust as it is. I\'m not going to get anything done, especially since I\'m still annoyed about this morning. It did get better after my father told them what for. \"Gentlemen, please stop interrupting my retirement over stupid questions,\" my father admonished them over the phone. \"If these are Quatre\'s ideas for the company then they are the direction that it is headed. Yo not not need me to hold your hands anymore. If you want to be lead like babies, then take my son on as your leader and leave me out of this.\"
The whole room was in shock, except Duo and me. I just gave them an \"I told you so look,\" and Duo was saying something along the lines of \"Way to go Mr. W.\" Needless to say, the meeting went smoother after that.
Perhaps I should have Milliardo become a part of the board of directors. For some odd reason he isn\'t. Maybe he got fed up with the politics of the meetings and opted to get work done. Lord knows that\'s what I did before. But it would be nice to have another ally in the room.
Now that everything\'s wrapped up in a nice little ball, I\'m going to feed the fish and head home to tell my loving boyfriend about my horrible day. He\'s Trowa, he\'ll make it all better.