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Slice of Life	By : Starla_Q Category: Gundam Wing/AC > General Views: 1312 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I got a new room mate, she's gotten me interested in Gundam Wing again. I was there for it's first airing and was obessessed with it! Watching it again as an adult is strange. It's so boring. DX Like the rest of my stories, I write about what I didn't see in the show, this time it's 'slice of life comedy'.

So you know, I've drank with everyone of these guys. Not literally, but their character arch-types. I wanted to share some of the hilarity I experienced moving into adulthood through the gundam guys. :) Hope you like it.

Chapter 1 - A Shot

How easy was it for a semi-casual gathering to turn into a full blown nightmare? Quite easy. For a refreshing change, Heero decided to attend a function held by the Peacecraft family. Of all the times he could have chosen to be social, he ended up picking that night. Many of the current, biggest names in politics were going to be there and it seemed like a harmless get-together.

Heero had decided his current schooling was repetitive and desired to be put in an advanced class. If he were to smooth talk the right big wigs, he may receive sponsorship, possibly even a reference to add to his portfolio, for the transfer. It would only serve to speed the process, but that's all he wanted.

Remaining on his toes was a must, for Relena was trying to keep tabs on him. The girl's infatuation with him knew no bounds. "She planned it to be like this," Heero said as he eyed the dance floor for her spys. They had arrived early and not a lot of people were there, apart from Relena and her usual crowd setting up. "She knew I was looking to talk to some of these people, now here they all are."

"Why do you have to be such a stick in the mud," Duo commented, his arms slung carelessly behind his head. It was a suit occasion and the fibers of his coat needed stretching. "You're being paranoid; how could she have known you wanted to take an advanced class? It's a coincidence."

He huffed, "I've been talking about it with the school's chief of staff, it must have gotten brought up at one of their meetings." He was on a list 'somewhere' in the transfer section and he assumed Relena saw it during an audit, she was extremely involved with school issues. "Damn...I have to stay, I want this," he said with scorn for the mingling he had to do. Whether or not the party was set up to corner him especially, it was still a bother.

"At least at the end of the night, you'll be able to get out of the rat race," he snarked because that's what school life felt like to Duo. Advanced classes meant placement jobs with little to no class time needed. "Sitting in a stuffy room, listening to a fossil preach, doesn't seem to be your bag."

"Yeah, because this is so much better." Making small talk with pompous fat cats wasn't much his 'bag' either.

"It's quicker," Duo smiled.

"Small blessings," he responded. This was the perfect setting for Relena to slip her two cents in as she pleased, he hated it. Sure enough, when Heero began talking to a man in a sharp looking white suit, she showed up. "I'll get us some drinks," was the line she said before trotting off only seconds later.

"Don't worry," the suit said before the younger man could tell her not to bother. "I won't tell anyone if you have a few, you've earned it. Besides, I'd be honored to share drinks with the famous pilot of Wing Zero."

"Sure," he said with a resentful, uncertain flattery.

"You shouldn't turn down a drink from Ms. Peacecraft. You know she has plenty of connections you could benefit from; her word is pretty powerful." His best efforts to convince Heero otherwise fell short of succeeding.

This guy must have seen Relena's interest in him, her body language was rather obvious. Heero was aware Relena could act as a reference, it would have looked good on any job application, but he couldn't bare to put up with constantly being followed. He also found it ridiculous that everyone fawned over her so much. She returned with their drinks and they all continued talking over the brightly colored glasses.

Heero took his first, of many, sips. 'Not bad,' he thought as the orange and golden colors washed down his throat. The drink was a brilliant display, having two layers of color; a bright orange that bled into a deep, syrup red. Compliments of the bartender.

After a heated conversation with the guy in white, he moved on to yet another group of people. Before they were done, Heero was sure to get him to agree to sign off as a reference on his school application. He decided to report this victory to Duo, who was loving the scenery. "What are you doing?" he asked as he watched his friend prop a bored head on his fist. Heero had a feeling his good news was going to go unheard, it looked like this guy had his eye on someone.

"I'm trying to pick one of them up," he said and drew attention to a girl in a form fitting dress, "But it's hard because I don't know anybody here. How can I tell which one's got a guy? I tried to see if she met up with anyone...but it's so cluttered at that table. I'm hoping she's not attached," he said and eyed the curves she sported.

"Why not ask Relena? She knows everyone here." He didn't think that this would distress Duo so much, but it made him bolt out of his chair.

"Not a bad idea," he got up and began to leave in a hurry. For a split second he saw what Heero had in his hand. 'A drink?' He turned around, "How'd you get that?"

He pointed a finger in Relena's direction, "Same person," he said and watched Duo continue on his merry way. Heero took up a seat at the table and started scanning the room for his next target. He was looking for a woman who had been on the board since it was established thirty years ago, he wanted to wax nostalgic with the crazy old bitty.

Meanwhile Duo was weaving through a detached crowd. They all seemed to be in circles composed of six people or more who were talking passionately of their topic of choice. The whole point of the party was to gain recognition and bump elbows with people normally not within arms reach. Duo wanted recognition of another kind though. He finally isolated the young blond ambassador to get cheat notes on the 'younger less noteworthy' people on her guest list. "I have a quick question for you," he began.

"Oh, Duo. You're just the person I wanted to see. How's Heero?" she said abruptly.

This caught him off guard. "...h-he's doing good." Duo then got a devious smile on his face, "You know, I never really noticed how strongly you felt toward him. What's the deal?" He was hoping to play matchmaker for her, she'd do the same for him.

"I've been trying to tell him, but he's a hard person to get across to." She wrung her hands nervously, "I was hoping he'd have a few drinks to...have fun...talk." Which is why she bought him one in the first place.

Duo held up a hand, "I had a feeling this would happen," he said and reached into his pocket, emerging with a small syringe. It had two cc's of red liquid inside. "This is one hundred-ten proof alcohol; I can put it in his drink," he said and quickly ignited Relena's anxiety.

"No. I...well..." she battled it back and forth in her head.

"I didn't hear a 'no'. Want him to talk, or not?" Duo said convincingly(connivingly).

"Yes," she blurted, possibly a result of the wine she had earlier.

"Can do," he took the plastic device and loaded it in his coat sleeve for easy access. "First: payment. Mind telling me which one of your friends is single? I'm looking for a nice girl; someone who's fun, sense of humor, you know," he straightened his collar. Now that he would be receiving penance, he was more than willing to do some underhanded bidding on her behalf. Not that getting Heero drunk was any real crime, he contemplated how he would do it many times before. The goal was to loosen him up so he would talk, hence the small amount needed. The guy was too serious for his own good, he felt this was something he needed.

Before Duo got too close to his target, he made sure Heero wasn't talking to anyone, lest they see his drink become tainted with the 'spike'. "Hey buddy," he said and bumped into him, "Sorry 'bout that." This shook the ice in his glass, effectively masking the sound of the splash made by the syringe emptying. Duo disposed of the tool in a nearby plant and sat down.

"Good. I got the referral I needed and one extra, I'm going to head out," Heero finished his drink in one long swig. He didn't want to have to drive home and that gave him the perfect excuse. "The bottom was strong," he cringed, figuring the syrup would have had more of a sweet edge to it. He glared at it in confusion.

Duo panicked, "You don't have to go so soon! Come on, I got the run down on that girl I pointed out. Be my wing man." He didn't know if the drink was took strong to handle in one gulp, he wanted to keep him nearby to see if he'd be okay.

"Wing man? No," he completely dismissed the idea.

"You have a girl chasing you and couldn't be more bothered with her, can't you help your buddy out?" Duo tried to butter him up, "I stutter when the girls are too pretty," lies, "And there's so many of them. You can't leave me hanging, I'm helpless on my own." He began to push his friend into submission and it seemed to be working. To the dismay of Duo, Heero managed to break away from his capture when a few people wearing similar, official looking suits stopped him to talk.

Duo tapped an impatient finger against his elbow, waiting for them to finish. A ruthless tug pulled him around a pillar, one of the many throughout the hall. "The hell?" he exclaimed.

"Where's his drink?" Relena asked, sounding flustered.

"He downed it! I thought he would keep sipping the thing."

She covered her mouth, "Duo, what if he passes out?" Relena knew it would ruin his reputation to be so drunk, especially after getting such boisterous reviews.

"I don't know. I measured it factoring in how much he wouldn't drink from the glass." Duo meant that Heero wasn't going to finish the bottom of his drink, the status quo for the bourgeois at the time.

"Well...didn't you have a back up plan?" she tried to formulate an 'abort' for their current snag. Heero really dropped the bomb on them with this.

"Heero doesn't usually need a back up plan, he's predictable," at lest predictable in the sense that Duo had gotten used to. "We have to get him out of here. Make him move around outside to burn some of it off," he suggested.

"I could ask him to escort me to my car." She thought about how to make the request seem more genuine.

"Couldn't we get him to walk around here?" Duo said and watched Heero crack wise with the newly found group. Thus far, he was doing alright.

Relena shook her head, "No, too obvious." The level of impairment he was going to endure wasn't going to be easily hidden. "I have to find an excuse." After giving it some thought she walked right up to him and took his arm lightly. "Heero, pardon the intrusion, but I have some things in my car out back. I need help to take it in. Could you give me a hand?" Again, her antics were received well by others, not by the one it was intended for. "Please?" she asked so sweetly that one of the others egged Heero on. The other few looked jealous that Relena wasn't accosting them for help.

"I'll help," he said and parted from the fancy suits. He hooked his thumb in the direction of the exit, "I got a ride with Mr. Fisher," his current sociology teacher, "Let's hurry, I want to get back before he leaves." His teacher was coping out early and agreed to take him home in a few minutes.

"You don't need to worry about that," Relena began, "Phil lives in the opposite direction that you're going, I'll take you home instead. You should stay a while anyway," she said with a little laughter in her voice. "Could one of you make sure to tell Mr. Fisher I've commandeered Heero?" She took Heero by the arm, "Come on," and pulled him out of the room entirely.

Duo felt abandoned and leaned out the double doors to yell, "What about me? I'm still here!"

Relena paused, reached into her pocket and emerged with a small cluster of orange tickets. She walked over to Duo's upper half sticking out the door and handed him the bundle. "One drink per ticket, go easy, I'll be back," she said and continued to take Heero to a quieter location. Lucky for her, there were private meeting rooms available for smaller gatherings. She began searching them for an exit that would never happen. "It's in one of these."

"We could walk around the building to get to your car," he suggested.

"There's an emergency exit in one of these rooms. It leads right to the parking lot, I'm sure," she said and continued the fallacious hunt. This went on for several more minutes until Relena peered into a room that had a billiard table, balls racked and ready to go. "What's this?" It couldn't have been a more perfect distraction. "I haven't played this in a long time. Have a game with me before we head out?" She was stalling for time, letting the booze soak in.

Heero had intentionally downed his drink so he could leave sooner, this was a step in the wrong direction. "I'm not interested," he declined and tried to look down the hall to see any signs lit up with a red 'exit'. "I-" he stopped what he was saying at the sound of a loud crack.

She was already breaking the pool balls. They scattered and one of the striped balls sunk. "Play one game with me. I only need to get ice, it can wait." She held out the pool stick, "You're 'solid'."

He obliged, feeling the effects of his first few mouthfuls of alcohol, or was that flatter she just gave him? His body felt light and dizzy, kind of warm too. Heero loosened his tie and released the first button on his shirt to gain some mobility. "One game, then we walk around the building," he said. Pulling the tie over his head, he discarded it on a nearby chair. They carefully played each of their turns like a pro. Apparently Relena wasn't the only fan of the game. "Last shot," Heero said. There was only a stripe and eight ball left over.

Relena sunk the final stripe. "Now for the win," she smiled, "Do you want to make this interesting?"

Since he was feeling tipsy there was no stopping the words, "Why not?" from escaping his loosened lips. He immediately noted his own behavior shifting, 'Shouldn't have drank that so quick,' he thought, oblivious to extra surprise dropped in his glass.

"I say..." she thought for a moment, "If you win, you can go back in with everyone and I'll get the ice. If I win, I get a kiss," she said with an enchanting smile.

I've got the first six chapters written and I'm going strong. Respective pairings: 1xR, 3xC, 2x(various)

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