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Marriage Most Convenient	By : bekkalynn Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 870 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or its boys. Nor do I own His Convenient Husband by JL Langley. I just like to play with them all for a while. I do not make any money off of this story. This is done for fun.

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Marriage Most Convenient

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. I wish I could because they are all too cute for words. This story is based off the wonderful novella by J L Langley called His Convenient Husband. Every time I have read this story all I could picture is the G-Boys, so this is my take on this story.

Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 6x5

Warnings: AU, swearing, lemon

By: bekkalynn

Chapter 1

Heero welcomed the warm sunshine that was shining down on his back. Outside he could hear the birds singing and the occasional bawl of a baby calf. He knew that he needed to wake up but all he wanted was to snuggle up with his pillow and sleep a little longer. Wait a minute, where was his pillow, and why did his bed seem so hard. Slowly he opened his eyes and realized why his bed felt so hard. He had fallen asleep on the office desk again.

Now that his brain knew this the rest of his body started to take notice with pain shooting up his spine and settling in the base of his skull. Groaning, he slowly sat up taking care not to jar his head too much. Unfortunately it did not work and soon his head was pounding with a full blown headache. To make matters worse his stomach started burning warning him that antacids would be taken along with his pain pills.

Looking at the laptop on the desk he saw that he had a new email in his inbox. Sighing, he put on his hated glasses, opened the message and started reading. Soon he was cussing up a storm at the words in front of him.

Heero,

I am expecting you to send me the ranch accounts as soon as possible. Repeated attempts at getting these accounts have not been met. If you do not turn over those accounts I will have no other choice but to consult with my lawyer. As my father’s oldest child it is my right to see that his interest have been well taken care of. You are not related to him and at this time only “acting manager”. I expect these accounts sent to me as soon as possible.

Anne

“Over my dead body.” Heero muttered as he moved the email into a folder along with all the others that Anne had sent. Ever since she had found out that her father, Howard Merquise, had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer she had been trying to get a hold of the ranch accounts. It did not make a difference that she had not been back to the farm since she had left twenty years ago, she felt as though any request was her given due.

Looking at the other window that was open on his laptop, he felt his shoulders tighten even more at all of the red numbers in front of him. He needed to find the money to pay off the taxes that was due, along with the feed bill and the many doctor’s bills that kept coming in. He had tried to cut back on any expenses as he could but it just seemed that there was never enough money to cover everything. It did not help that the economy had taken a turn for the worse and that gas prices had soared making using the farm equipment the biggest expense that they had.

Just then the door to the office opened and a blond head peeked around. “Hey dad I found him! He’s in the office! And it looks like he’s slept in here again!”

“Traitor.” Heero muttered. “And if you are going to yell like that you better have a cup of coffee with you.”

Quatre Winner, Howard’s grandson, looked totally unrepentant as he leaned back out the office door and once again used his considerable lung power. “Make sure you bring some coffee, he’s being cranky again!”

“Asshole.” said Heero.

“You called?” asked Quatre as he sat down in the chair in front of the desk.

Groaning, Heero pulled open the desk drawer looking for some pain pills and antacids. He thought he had put some of both in there but after moving things aside still could not find any. He really wished that coffee would show up soon. Maybe that would help with the headache part, his stomach however, put up a huge protest. Pressing his hand into his stomach he willed it to stop aching.

“I was just upstairs with granddad.” Quatre said quietly. “He really doesn’t look good. The doctor was here this morning and said that it could be anytime.”

Heero closed his eyes to try and hold back the tears that were threatening to fall. Howard had always treated Heero like a member of the family and it hurt him to see the once larger than life man lying in his bed wasting away. “I will try to go see him later today.” Heero said just as quietly.

“He would like that.” There was a slight pause before Quatre said, “He has been asking for Duo and Anne again.”

The sound of the first name brought another wave of pain through his stomach. Heero would have thought that after five years the sound of the name Duo would not hurt so much but yep, there it was, the sound of his heart breaking again. Taking a deep breath he opened his eyes when he was sure the tears would not fall.

“Have you called your brother yet?” he asked.

“Yeah, I got a hold of his secretary Wufei but he is still out of town and that the message would be passed along when he returned. I hope that he gets it soon. He would hate that he was too late to say goodbye to granddad.”

“I am sure that he will get here in time.” came a voice from the door. Zechs Merquise walked in holding a cup of coffee in his hand. Striding over he put the cup down in front of Heero. “Here grumpy. I was told that you needed this.”

Heero resisted the urge to stick his tongue out in a decidedly childish manner, knowing full well that Zechs would grab the cup from him just to mess with him. He grabbed the cup and brought the cup to his mouth, taking a second to enjoy the aroma that rose from the cup. Taking a huge gulp from the cup he waited for the caffeine to start working its magic.

“You do remember that I promised to kick your ass if you fell asleep in here again, right?” asked Zechs.

“Yeah, I remember. But these bills are not going to pay themselves.” Heero reminded him.

“How bad is it?” Zechs asked.

“Let’s put it this way, can we handle the ranch if we let the last two workers go? I know that leaves just you two plus me and Uncle Treize but I don’t know what else to do.”

“It is that bad then. Well if that is what it takes, then I guess we will have to let them go. Can we give them any type of severance?” asked Zechs.

Heero felt his stomach clench even tighter as the pain in his head intensified. He wanted to tell them that they couldn’t but he knew it would not be fair to the workers that had been with them for the last two years. He knew that he had some money left of the pitiful inheritance that his own grandparents had given him, if he used the money wisely he could pay the taxes, the feed bill and still give the workers some type of severance.

“Yeah, I will give them each a check with their wages and some severance. You might as well let them go today so that they can try to find work as soon as possible.”

Zechs sighed as he rose from his chair. “I will let them know now. Come on Quatre we might as well get this day done with.”

“Coming dad.” Quatre stayed where he was and watched as his father left the office. Turning back to Heero he said, “You need to stop working yourself like this brat. You won’t be any good to us if you end up getting sick you know?”

“Yeah, yeah. I hear you. And stop calling me brat. Just because you are a few years older than me doesn’t make me a brat.” scowled Heero.

“Yes it does. You were a brat when you came here and you will always be a brat.” Quatre said as he too got up to leave the office. “But that is ok, we still love you anyway.” He then left out the door laughing the whole time.

Heero shook his head, a smile working its way onto his face. Standing up he stretched his back and looking down at the corner of his desk he found a bottle of pain pills and a roll of antacids. Glancing back at the door, he knew who had left them there, he knew that if he wasn’t careful the ass kicking that he would receive would be coming quickly. He popped a couple of pill and pulled a few antacids from the roll. Managing to keep from making a sour face he chewed the pills and washed it down with the last of his coffee.

He walked out of the french doors leading to the wraparound porch of the ranch house. Taking a deep breath he looked to the mountains that stood off in the distance. He loved this land, it was always so vibrant and alive. His first view of this land had been these very mountains when he had been a kid. He still remembered how he had felt as a scared kid of seven, losing both of his parents and being turned away by his grandparents. His uncle Treize had been the only person who stepped up to take in the scared orphan.

“What has you thinking so hard koinu?”*

Heero turned his head to see his uncle walking up the porch steps towards him. Treize Khushranada was not a typical looking cowboy. With platinum blond hair and ice blue eyes, his uncle could have been a model instead of foreman of a cattle ranch. Having been raised in a wealthy, high society family, Treize had walked away from an easy life to live the way that he wanted too. Heero had always wondered what had caused his uncle to walk away from that life but he never had the guts to ask. He had just been happy that someone had wanted to take him in.

“Are you ever going to stop calling me puppy, oji?”* Heero asked with a smile on his face.

“Old habits are hard to break. You used to follow around behind Duo and Quatre like a little puppy when I first brought you here. The name just seemed to stick. Now why won’t you answer the question?”

His shoulders slumping a little, Heero turned back to the view of the mountains. “We will have to let the last two workers go today. There is just no money left to pay them any longer. I am trying so hard oji, but it seems like it is not enough.”

Heero felt a hand land on his right shoulder. Turning he looked into his uncle’s caring eyes. Once again he felt tears well up and he blinked to force them back. It would not do any good to break down in front of his uncle. Crying would not change any of the facts that they were facing.

“No one can fault you for all of the hard work that you have given this ranch koinu. You do the work of five men already. It is your determination that keeps this ranch going. I am sure that if you take the time you will find the answers to these problems are actually staring you in the face. Keep looking, I know you will find it.”

“Do you know something that you aren’t telling me oji?” Heero asked.

Treize turned his head to look out at Zechs and Quatre riding out on their horses towards the range. “Just keep looking Heero, and know that I will stand behind any decision that you make.” Then Treize turned and walked down the steps.

Heero stood there for a second and watched his uncle walk away. ‘What did he mean by that?’ Heero thought. ‘What does he know?’

“Oji!” yelled Heero but Treize just kept on walking, waving to him over his shoulder.

Heero turned back, going back into the office and his laptop. Maybe there were some secret accounts that he did not know about. With renewed determination he sat down, resolving to not leave until he found the answers that he was looking for.

Duo Maxwell pulled into the underground garage of his apartment building happy to be home. He had just returned from a successful business trip to California this morning and had been busy at work ever since. He knew that he had at least another two hours of work ahead of him but he would rather do it from home than in his office under the watchful eye of his assistant Chang Wufei. Nick named “the dragon” by both himself and his partner Trowa Barton, Wufei was known to scorch people with both his glare and his tone of voice. Wufei had been known to use both on his bosses when he felt they were working themselves way to hard, hence why they both would sneak work home in order to finish what they couldn’t in the office.

As he pulled his prize Jaguar into his designated parking place he noticed a tall, handsome man leaning against his car. “Just great.” muttered Duo, “What is Daryl doing here tonight?” Turning his car off, he grabbed his laptop bag from the passenger seat and got out of the car. Stretching his frame to its full height of six-four he walked over towards the elevator.

“Duo, where have you been? We were supposed to be going out tonight and you are already a half hour late.” said the man.

Duo looked down at his watch and noticed that it was already 7:30. He had actually come home early this evening, thanks to the dragon. Maybe, if he was lucky, he could convince Daryl to forget about going out and instead order in. Then who knows what may happen afterwards. If he gave Daryl a couple hours of his time, they could both be happy and then he could finish working on the Lakewood account before heading to bed.

“Look I just got back in from California. How about we go upstairs and order some pizza for dinner?” Duo asked.

“What!” Daryl screeched. “You aren’t taking me out? We have reservations. You promised we would go out.”

‘Well damn.’ thought Duo, ‘I guess the pizza and sex is out for tonight.’ Using his key to open the elevator, Duo stepped inside and pushed the button for his floor. Daryl followed him in, with his arms crossed over his chest. Yep, no sex tonight.

“This has got to stop Duo. This is the third time that you have cancelled on me this month.”

Duo watched the numbers as they rose to his floor. He wished for the elevator to hurry along so that he could get into his home, drop the heavy lap top bag and just try to relax for the rest of the night. He tuned out the rest of Daryl’s rant, hoping that if he did the man would give it a rest. When the doors slid open on his floor he walked down the hallway and opened his door. He noticed that Daryl was no longer beside him and he turned to see the man still standing in the elevator.

“Are you coming in or are you staying in the elevator?” he asked Daryl.

Walking inside of his apartment he dropped his laptop bag onto the couch and took off his coat and suit jacket. Walking into the kitchen he grabbed the phone and turned towards Daryl. “So do you want pizza or Chinese? The choice is yours.”

“You were serious? You have no intention of taking me out tonight?” Daryl asked him.

“Look Daryl, as I was trying to tell you. My plane from California came in first thing this morning, I went straight to the office and have not had a chance to even think straight much less remember that I was supposed to take you out to dinner. Now I promise that I will make it up to you but I am not going out with anyone tonight.”

“You know Duo, I think that maybe this relationship is over. When everyone told me that you were a cold hearted bastard I thought that they were wrong. The sex with you is mind blowing, when you are there with me and not thinking about work, but the rest is just shit. Your whole life revolves around work and you have nothing left for anyone else. Even your family gets left behind when it come to your work.”

Just as Duo was about to tell Daryl that his family life was none of his business there was a knock on his door. Frowning he walked towards the door. He knew that he wasn’t expecting anyone else this evening. Looking through the keyhole he noticed a black cowboy hat pulled low to cover the person’s eyes. It was the slight frame and strong jaw that gave the identity of the person away. ‘What is Heero doing here?’ he thought to himself.

Opening the door, Duo got a good look at the young man standing in front of him. Heero was still shorter than himself by about six inches but it was the leanness of his body that gave Duo some concern. While Heero had always been a slim man, he could tell by the bagginess of his coat that he was even smaller than before. When Heero lifted his head Duo had to bite back a gasp. Instead of skin a golden color it was now more ashen grey, there were deep bags under his eyes that even the glasses that he wore could not hide.

“Duo.” Heero whispered.

Pulling Heero into his arms Duo asked, “Heero, what wrong? Tell me baby.” Inwardly Duo cringed. What was he thinking calling Heero baby? Obviously it what was what Heero needed because suddenly thin arms were wrapped around his waist and he could feel him grab for the long chestnut braid down his back. He felt a sad smile tug at his mouth, Heero had always been fascinated with the long braid that he had worn since he was a child. Being seven years older than Heero, he had become more of a big brother and protector of the young child. Whenever Heero had been hurt, angry or upset he had always come running to Duo and would grab onto his braid like a life line.

“I’m sorry.” Heero whispered.

Pulling back from the hug Duo looked at him and asked, “What’s wrong? Is it granddad?” He mentally berated himself. He had meant to go home to visit his grandfather but it seemed that work always kept him busy.

“No! I mean, he is still here. It is not looking very good and the doctor has said that it won’t be much longer but I came here for another reason.” Heero said quietly.

Pulling Heero into the apartment, Duo closed the door and said, “Let me take your coat and then you can tell me what’s wrong.”

Heero started pulling off his coat until he noticed the man standing in the living room. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know that you had company. I will come back later.”

Daryl looked back and forth between Duo and the young man standing next to him. Making his decision, he started towards the door. “Not a problem. I was just leaving.” Looking at Duo once more he said, “If you change your mind and decide what it is that you want call me.” Then Daryl walked out the door, closing it quietly behind him.

Duo stood there for a moment, not quite sure what to do next. He felt his stomach start to grumble and realized that he still had the phone in his hand. Hitting the speed dial to the local pizza place he turned and looked at Heero. “Do you still like extra meat and double cheese on your pizza?”

Heero felt his stomach clench at the thought of any food hitting it. “I am really not hungry.” he said.

“You look like you could stand to gain a few pounds. I will order it and you will eat it.” Duo looked at how thin he really was now that Heero’s coat was off and felt anger well up in him. He was going to kick his father’s ass when he saw him for allowing Heero to work so hard. Placing the order for the pizza he then returned and sat down on the couch to wait.

“So what is wrong Heero?” Duo asked.

Taking a deep breath Heero said, “You know that since your granddad has been sick I have taken over as acting manager.”

“Yes, and the last time that I talked to dad, he said that you were doing a great job.”

“Well I have been trying. You know that your granddad’s insurance has not been able to pay for all of his treatments so many of the hospital bills have been paid out of pocket. With the cost of the bills, taxes on the ranch and the price of gas going up we are in the red. There is just no more money left. We have had to lay off the last two workers that we had and now everyone is pulling double duty. I was hoping that I could find some money somewhere, maybe a secret account that we didn’t know about. But every time I asked Howard about it he would tell me that there wasn’t any. I did some looking in the computer just hoping to find anything and that was when I found his will.”

“Granddad’s will?” asked Duo.

“Yeah, I didn’t mean to look at it but I didn’t know what it was until I opened it.” Heero said.

“What did you find?”

“I put the file on memory stick because it would be easier for you to read it than for me to explain. From what I read of it, you, Zechs and Quatre are the ones who it pertains to.” Heero explained.

Just then the door bell rang and Duo got up to pay for the pizza. Placing a slice on two plates he walked back into the living room with them along with two sodas. Once he was settled on the couch he booted up his laptop and placed the usb stick into his computer. While he ate his dinner he proceeded to read the contents of the will.

Looking up at Heero he said, “What was granddad thinking when he wrote this? Your right, it seems that the conditions pertain to just dad, Quatre and I. He wrote that the first one to be married will inherit the ranch. It can even be a civil union, as long as it is legal anywhere in the United States. That means that I could marry anyone as long as it is legal, which we know it is in places like Vermont.” Frowning at the fact that Heero had not taken a bite of his pizza he said, “Eat your pizza. You have to be hungry.”

“I told you that I wasn’t hungry. Your father made a big breakfast for me before I left.”

“Do they know that you are here?”

“Yeah, I told them that I had to discuss something with you and that I would be back tonight.”

“Yeah, right. There is no way that you are going to go back tonight. So now eat.”

Heero looked at the pizza on his plate and felt his stomach start to clench. Just then his head once again started pounding and he saw little silver spots dance in front of his eyes. Closing his eyes, he started moaning at the pain. Suddenly, he bolted up from the couch.

“Bathroom.” he muttered.

“What?” asked Duo.

“Bathroom, now!” Heero yelled.

Duo jumped up from the couch and pulled Heero down the hallway to the bathroom. Opening the door he stood back as Heero pushed his way in towards the toilet. Dropping to his knees he proceeded to let loose everything that was in his stomach, which wasn’t much as he had lied about eating breakfast. Once he was done heaving he felt a cold washcloth pressed into his hand. Using it to wipe down his face, he felt Duo pull his hair back.

“Sorry.” Heero muttered. “I don’t know what is wrong with me. There should not be anything in there for me to lose.”

“It’s ok.” Duo said, and then he looked down into the toilet and saw the blood. “Baby, I don’t know what is wrong but you are going to the hospital. Now!”

TBC

*Authors note- I hope that everyone likes this first chapter. As I said in the disclaimer, this is based on a wonderful story by J L Langley. I have taken the basic premise but as the story goes on it will be all my own ideas. There will be a lot more characters that she did not have in the original.

Koiru- Puppy- found on wikitionary.

Oji- Uncle- found on wikitionary.
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