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fic - x'mas AC198 part 10 [haven]
Title:  X'mas AC198
Series:  Moments of Haven
Part:  10



X'mas AC198 Part X
A Moment of Haven


Duo spent another minute staring at the ceiling before glancing down again at the head resting on his shoulder.  Nope, still asleep, more or less.  Heero had been stirring for more than five minutes now, shifting and wrinkling his nose and sighing softly, and Duo had been patient this entire time, but no longer.  He moved.

Heero adjusted his position.

He used his outside leg to stroke his foot down Heero's calf.

Heero smiled faintly and snuggled a little.

With a frown of annoyance, he tapped his fingers lightly against Heero's forearm, using a random pattern at first, and then spelling out 'wake up, dammit' in morse code.

Heero shifted his arm with a shrug before Duo got to finish his message.

Duo was used to Heero's ways.  He had learned to tell when Heero was truly asleep, and when he was faking it.  Alas, Heero was not faking it.  Well, desperate times called for desperate measures.  He took a hold of his ponytail and started tickling Heero's nose with a bit at the end.  When Heero shook his head to get away from the intruder, Duo followed.  The moment Heero's eyes blinked blearily open, Duo tossed the hair aside and smiled with bright innocence.  "Good morning, Mr. Sleepypants!"

There was more blinking, some of it in confusion, before Heero rolled onto his back and tried to orient himself.  "What time is it?"

Spending another second of his life to wax romantic on whether Heero was staring at the same spot on the ceiling that he had just been, Duo checked the clock that was on his side of the bed to confirm the time, and maybe make it look like he hadn't been staring at that thing mere minutes ago.  "Almost oh-nine-twenty."

Ugh, indulgently late by Heero's standards, especially since it hadn't been particularly late when he had fallen asleep.  He made a sound of disapproval and rubbed at his eyes.

Duo smirked safely out of view before wiping the expression away and leaning solicitously toward his boyfriend.  "Feeling okay this morning?"

Heero lay quietly in place, assessing his condition.  Once he had accounted for all parts of himself, he pulled himself upright with a suppressed groan.  "I'm... fine."

"You don't need to go throw up or anything?"

"I do need to use the toilet, but only for what it's supposed to be used for."

It was probably an age-old tradition to use the toilet for regurgitating the contents of one's stomach after a drunken binge, but he supposed that wasn't its primary use.  "And you should thank me for that.  If I hadn't had you chug so much water, you probably wouldn't be waking up feeling decent."

"I'm not thanking you for that.  What makes you think I wouldn't be feeling decent without you?"  Heero wasn't really one for feeling ill, after all.

"You can't prove that."

"But you can't... Never mind."  He rubbed the back of his neck.  He wasn't at the top of his game right now, and he needed to be if he wanted to deal with Duo-logic.

Duo offered at least some sympathy, doing his duty by rising up for a sideways hug and replacing Heero's hand with his own.  "Do you need an asprin or something?"

Heero transformed his soft sigh of contentment into something indicating the negative.  "No, I'm fine.  Head will probably clear up once I get up and about.  Stomach'll probably settle down with some breakfast."

"Quatre had more to drink than you did, you said?"

"Yeah... he won more games."  He chuckled tiredly.  "Of course, that could possibly be because there were a few times he insisted I allow him to capture my pieces."

Take a piece, take a shot.  "Sheesh.  He was really intent on getting trashed?"

"I don't know if he started out with that intention, but... that's what happened."  It had seemed like just a small rebellion to begin with, but he supposed the conclusion ought to have been obvious.

"I don't suppose the hangover will teach him not to do it again?"  Duo shifted behind him, a better position from which to both massage and molest.

While certain that he had only a mild hangover, Heero found himself wondering what a major hangover would be like.  "What, you mean you aren't going to sit back and enjoy laughing at him?"

Duo kissed the back of his neck.  "Well, I'll laugh if he's hungover, but I'm not laughing if he drags you down with him."

He snorted.  "I'm a big boy, Duo.  I can take care of myself."

Duo squeezed him.  "I know.  And I'm sure it wasn't like you didn't know what was happening.  And it's not like we caught you guys doing anything wild and crazy.  And it's not like you guys were out at a bar in a base full of Ozzies or something.  Still..."  Duo squeezed him again, this time with perhaps a pinch of possession.  If someone was going to get Heero drunk, it was going to be Duo, and it was going to be in the privacy of their own home, where they could take advantage of that carefree cuddliness and make mad drunken love or something.  That would be acceptable.  As long as it wasn't their first time together.  That would be unacceptable.

Heero patted his arm.  "Your concern is appreciated.  If perhaps unwarranted.  And I will warn you right now that I will take your concern into consideration in the future, but should the need arise for this sort of thing to happen again, I won't guarantee that it won't."

His nose wrinkled.  That sounded unpleasantly like something from their discussions when Duo had managed to get himself smacked with a faceful of drugs.  As much as he loved that their independence and autonomy was a functional part of their relationship, he preferred to keep instances of this to a minimum.  "...Maybe we should just make sure the need doesn't rise at all."

"That would be an excellent idea."  Mmm, and oh yeah, Duo continuing to run a hand through his hair and massage his scalp was an excellent idea, too.

Duo obliged without prompting, musing to himself as he did so.  "Man... didn't some famous businessman up in L1 somewhere jump off the top of his office building recently?"

"Yeah."  It had been in the news a few weeks ago.  Everyone had thought his life was great, and then bam, the next day the guy was dead, suicide note, affairs in order, the works.  No foul play or insurance fraud suspected.

A phantom chill ran down Duo's spine, and he gave up the rubbing to slip his arms around Heero's waist and cuddle him from behind.  "...I'm glad you're not a businessman, Heero."

"What, do I have a predisposition for suicide and other self-destructive actions, do you think?"

A moment of stunned silence hung in the air between them before Duo whacked his partner up the side of his head with an exasperated sound.  Exasperated, and yet at the same time, scared.  He didn't like thinking about those things.

Heero chuckled, seeing humor instead, and half turned to reinstate the embrace.  Though he enjoyed the way Duo nuzzled petulantly at his neck, at length he had to disrupt the process.  "Duo..."

"Mmm?"

"I really do need to use the toilet."

Duo laughed into his skin, waiting for it to get under control before he lifted his head and pushed playfully at Heero's shoulder.  "Fine.  Go."

Heero pecked him on the lips.  "Be right back."



He expected a certain amount of teasing, perhaps even harassment, from Duo.  He looked forward to a bit of sympathy, or at least empathy, from Heero.  But he knew life sucked when even Wufei and Trowa were looking down at him with barely contained amusement.  Well, he'd kick their asses later.  The opportunity would surely present itself one day.  One day after he'd had his cup of tea.

"Gooooo~d morning!" Duo sang loudly as he entered the kitchen, a mellow Heero following in his wake.  "For some of us, more than others, I see."

Lifting his middle finger in retort was tempting, but now that he no longer had inebriation to blame for such behavior, he locked it down.  He didn't think Duo would mind, but that wasn't a good road to start traveling.  If he got used to that sort of freedom, who knew when it could accidentally erupt during an important meeting?  He did lift his head from his arms, however, to evaluate the condition of his partner in crime.  With a pout, he noticed that Heero seemed to be doing pretty well.

Trowa noted it, too.  "You're looking well off."

Heero shrugged without turning to look at the speaker.  Instead, he studied Quatre's face.  Eyes a little pink, but not completely bloodshot.  Circles underneath.  Sour expression.  But not truly miserable.  Maybe Duo had something to worry about after all; the experience for the both of them did not seem harsh enough to serve as a deterrent.

"Well, of course," Duo crowed triumphantly.  "It was nothing a little me couldn't cure."

Yep, that brief make-out session they'd had before coming down sure had helped take the edge off things.  Heero patted Quatre consolingly on the shoulder.

"Little, huh?" Trowa murmured.

Duo manfully ignored him in favor of picking on Quatre.  "You're not looking too perky this morning."

"Wait 'til I've had my tea," Quatre grumbled back, waving vaguely at the kettle on the stovetop.  He wasn't watching it, but it still seemed like it was taking bloody forever for it to boil.

"That probably won't help that much," Heero advised, perching on the stool next to him.  "You need to rehydrate.  Caffeine's just a diuretic."

"What, your little friend tell you that?" he groused.

"No, biochemistry told me that."

Duo was generous and broadened his range of teasing.  "You're such a nerd, Heero."  Granted, it was a sexy kind of nerdiness, but it was still nerdiness.

"How so?"

"Uh, last night?  You guys were playing chess, only you somehow managed to turn it into a drinking game?  Remember that?"

"It was a drinking game.  I didn't think those were nerdy."

"Oh, they're not," Duo assured him.  "Drinking games are time-honored, quite masculine things to play.  But the fact that, of all the drinking games in the world, you had to play one over chess?  Yeah, that's nerdy."

"I am not a nerd," Heero insisted calmly.

Duo slipped behind him to whisper loudly into his ear.  "Yeah, you are."

"No, I'm not.  I can't be a nerd.  Nerds don't have hot boyfriends."

Duo blinked at him for a couple of seconds before breaking out into amused laughter.  "Whoa, smooth comeback, Yuy!  High five!"

Heero obediently slapped the upheld hand, but shook his head.  "I don't think you're supposed to be high-fiving when you're the recipient of the comeback."

"As your best bud and wingman, I salute you with a high-five.  As your totally hot boyfriend, I'll just sneak in a snog..."  He closed in a few centimeters before remembering their audience, causing him to veer off.  He left his arm loosely around Heero's waist, though.  "...later."

Trowa snorted.  "Don't let us stop you."

Oh, well now he definitely wasn't doing it, now that he had Trowa's permission.  "Why should we give you guys a free show?"

"Oh, finally!" Quatre huffed as the kettle began to whistle at last.  He slithered off his stool toward the stovetop.

"Show, huh?" Trowa said musingly.  "How much do you normally charge per night?"

Heero surreptitiously slid his hand over the hand resting on his hip and squeezed before Duo could retort blisteringly over the implication.  It wasn't as if Duo hadn't set that one up himself, after all.  "I think we have an equal-value, bartering thing set up between us."

After a frowning second, Duo took the out and nudged Heero in the shoulder with his free hand.  "Don't think I've forgotten your little 'gotta give some to get some' comment."

Heero turned partially in his seat to look at him.  "Hm?  Did I say that?"

"Yeah."

Quatre snickered as he removed the tea bag from his mug.  "Sure did."

"Oh."  Heero returned to the forward position thoughtfully.  "Hm.  A well-turned phrase, then."

Duo cuffed him on the back of the head.

"The two of you were surprisingly articulate last night," Wufei put in, vouching for them in some sense.

"Hey, why not?  We didn't drink that much."  Quatre's words in no way reassured Duo.

"Who cleaned up out there?" Heero asked.  They had passed by the site of last night's infamy on the way out and found it neat and tidy.

"I did," Wufei said.

"You shouldn't have.  We would have cleaned up after ourselves."

Wufei waved his concerns away.  "I volunteered for the task.  Between cleaning up the room, or cleaning up Winner, I thought the room sounded the more appealing of the two."

"Hey!" Quatre piped up, feeling a little better now that he had some tea in him.  "I wasn't that bad."

Duo made a wry sound.  "I'm surprised Trowa let you get away with that."

"I won the poker game," Wufei stated.  "I claimed that right as a part of my prize."

Heero had figured as much.  If Duo had won, Heero would certainly have heard of it.  If Trowa had won, Duo would probably have felt obliged to say something to that effect as well.  Since he had heard nothing of the outcome, Heero deduced it must have been Wufei.  "These guys didn't pay up last night?"

"No, not yet.  Maxwell spun some excuse--"

"Hey!"  Duo gave reasons, not excuses.  "I just thought maybe the others would like to watch or something.  Thought it would be nice of me to give them the chance to gloat or something.  Not my fault we got totally sidetracked."

Trowa scratched at his chin.  "How much do you figure cleaning up Quatre was worth?"

Wufei tapped the countertop in thought.  "I'll give you fifty for that."

"Half off?" Duo asked.  "Score."

"I didn't say anything about you, Maxwell."

"What?  I cleaned up Heero!"  And he got a light nudge in the ribs with an elbow for that, too.  As Quatre had said, it wasn't as if they had gotten completely trashed the night before.

"He was your responsibility."

"Well, I could have left him to you!"  He got another nudge in the ribs, this time harder.  Duo rubbed his attacker's shoulder.  "I'm not saying I would've.  I didn't.  I'm just saying I could've."

Heero grunted.

Wufei had a clear memory of the previous night's events.  "You said quite plainly that Heero was your responsibility.  Since I was not left to caring for him, the fact that you cared for him in no way negates any part of your debt."

"Come on," Duo whined.  Push-ups were nothing, but it was the principle of the matter.  "It's gotta be -something-.  I'll concede that Heero wasn't as bad off as Quatre there."

"I wasn't that bad off," Quatre muttered into his mug.

Duo hadn't actually witnessed much of Quatre's drunken splendor, but he imagined it must have been more severe than Heero's.  He turned to Trowa for the evidence.  "You're the only one that was sober enough to remember.  How bad was he?  Did you have a rough time with him?"

"Rough?"  Trowa spent a few seconds in thought.  "No, it wasn't rough.  It was... interesting."

Quatre spluttered suddenly into his drink.  "Sh-- ...oot.  That didn't really happen, did it?"

Naturally, Duo pounced on the opening immediately.  "What didn't happen?"

"I thought for sure that was--"  He stopped suddenly, realizing how much potentially damaging information he was giving away.  Between breaths, he composed himself, though the tips of his ears were still pink.  "Well, Trowa.  You were sober enough to remember.  Did that happen?"

"Did what?" Duo interrupted.  "Did what?  Did what?"

Trowa ignored him and answered Quatre's question.  Sort of.  "Did -what- happen, Quatre?  I don't know what you're talking about."

Quatre stared at him for a while, trying to figure out whether Trowa was covering for him, or if really nothing had happened.  In the end, he went back to quietly sipping his tea, though not without the occasional suspicious look out of the corner of his eye.

"Did *what* happen?!" Duo cried.





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sablewick From: sablewick Date: May 2nd, 2010 03:06 am (UTC) (Link)
I could be just completely nieve, or don't quite remember if it was explained in further chapters, but what exactly did Quatre think happened?

I love Haven, I can't even remember where you were up to the first time I started reading but I've been following it ever since and this is my second read through... Which makes me very bad for not reviewing earlier.

It's lovely to just potter along at their pace, watching moments of their lifetime. You're writing style is wonderfully easy to read and I like you're sense of humour!
You do an awesome job with their characterisation as well.

Cheers!
Sable
turnippatch From: turnippatch Date: May 2nd, 2010 04:29 am (UTC) (Link)
What happened between Quatre and Trowa... has thus far stayed between Quatre and Trowa. ^_^

What's interesting to note is that in Haven's early days, I used to write about one part per month, and time moved along in their universe about one month per part.  Somewhere along the line, the resolution changed completely, and where it used to be one to one, now it's been nigh ten years in our time but only three years in their time. o_O

Thanks for sticking with me!
sablewick From: sablewick Date: May 2nd, 2010 04:38 am (UTC) (Link)
Well dang. No wonder I'm still wondering. *grin*

So totally worth it. I don't think I've come across anything anywhere near as epic in any fandom I've been a part of. And I get my regular dose of Heero Duoness without having to wander.

Thanks for being awesome!!
From: (Anonymous) Date: March 14th, 2011 05:39 am (UTC) (Link)
It's been so many years and I still wonder what was supposedly said/happened between Quatre and Trowa. I hope one day you'll be able to write and expand upon it C:

It's been so long since you included the other guys in the story so hopefully we'll see one of them soon since they're back at HQ as of the story you posted today lol.
turnippatch From: turnippatch Date: March 14th, 2011 07:09 pm (UTC) (Link)
If it makes you feel any better, I know exactly what passed between the two of them, so I'm not just stringing you all along and laughing behind my hand.  But I'm not sure when if ever it would come up in-series.  It doesn't seem like the kind of thing that Quatre would blurt out easily (now that he's not drunk or hungover ^^).

We'll see Wufei again since he works out there, but I'm not even sure where Quatre and Trowa are located.  Not there, I suppose.  I keep meaning to have Heero call Quatre on-screen, but I never find enough for them to talk about...
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