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Gundam wing fic:- "Politics and Reality"

Once again rather than the fic I am 'meant' to be writing, I got invaded by a persistent bunny and voila a one-shot.

Title: Politics and reality
Characters/Pairing: 3x4 (Trowa's POV)
Warnings: Yaoi, implied sex, bad punctuation and I make them unhappy.
Rating: R
A/N: This is a stand alone one-shot. It wants to be a series but I'm sticking my fingers  in my ears and humming loudly until I get some of my other stuff finished.

Trowa rolled his shoulders as he walked back to his trailer, working them to remove the stiffness. Fifteen years of intensive acrobatics, fighting and mobile suit piloting had taken a toll despite his excellent shape. All he wanted now was a really hot shower and a good nights sleep. He paused at the door of the darkened trailer his hand outstretched, reaching for the door, the position was slightly off and faint marks of footprints suggested someone had been here. He reached round to the small of his back pulling out his gun, it was probably one of the other circus people but years of caution demanded wariness. The figure in the middle of the bed sat up immediately alert holding a pointed gun as he opened the door, Quatre. Some reactions all five pilots would always have. Quatre lowered his gun quickly and smiled wearily at him lifting himself heavily off the bed as he walked over.  Trowa frowned, Quatre had been busy with meetings and negotiations all month. They were supposed to meet this weekend and snatch a few precious hours from Quatre’s busy schedule. Trowa’s eyes travelled over his partner expertly, taking in the crumpled suit that probably cost more than Trowa would make in a year and the blonde hair that stood in all directions.

 He flicked on the light revealing paler than normal skin and red eyes “Quatre? What’s wrong?” his voice remaining calm even as the rest of him tensed instinctively searching for the threat.

Quatre shook his head silently reaching for Trowa, fingers curling round the bright fabric of his costume and head leaning forward against his chest. “Trowa,” he breathed sounding fifteen again and amazed to find a new friend.

Quatre pulled away slightly reaching up to run one hand across Trowa cheek, Trowa could feel his muscles tensing in alarm at Quatre’s obvious distress. “Not yet, In the morning, tonight can we just be together.”

Trowa’s stomach tightened in anxiety, a thousand possibilities turning in his mind. If there was any physical threat then Quatre would have dealt with it with his usual efficiency, but something was wrong. Trowa took a deep breath, and dismissed his questions. He pulled Quatre in and kissed him deeply brushing a hand through golden strands of hair, giving him whatever he needed.

The kiss turned hard and desperate, Quatre gripping Trowa tighter, pulling and ripping at clothes. Trowa caught one hand, drawing back gently murmuring to his lover “Anything, anything you need.”

There was an indistinct half sob before Quatre twisted pushing Trowa backwards, hands still running possessively across naked skin. They stopped as the back of Trowa’s legs hit the bed, Quatre shoved him, hard, leaving him lying breathless on his back staring up at his partner before he reached out a hand to pull Quatre down on top of him.

Trowa was woken by the sunlight in his eyes and the ache in his back, the weight across his chest confusing him at first. Quatre lay splayed across him one arm wrapped possessively around his hips, head resting on one shoulder, crazy broken patches of light from the windows cast strange pictures across his lover's back. Trowa groaned quietly as he shifted, he never did get that shower never mind much sleep last night. After the first desperate claiming, Quatre had turned tender and then wicked into the early hours of the morning showing a stamina and lust that they hadn’t seen in years. Trowa ran a hand gently across Quatre’s shoulder blade, sighing as he noted the time on the clock. Cathy was due over at 9.00, clothes lay discarded in every direction and the pungent odour in the room told it’s own story. Trowa reached over to the communicator leaving the vid screen blank as he called his sister to tell her Quatre was here and he’d find her later.

He pressed the button to end the call and turned to see Quatre watching him a sad half smile on his face. Trowa shuffled up the bed so he could sit up against the wall while watching Quatre who now perched at the end of the bed. “I’m sorry Trowa.” He started eyes flicking guilty to the bruises left on Trowa from the night before “I must have worried you just turning up like that.”

“What’s going on Quatre?” Trowa asked reaching out one hand to cover Quatre’s where it gripped the sheets.

“Politics,” Quatre said with a wry smile “You know of course about the moves to cut Preventor funding and some of the unrest and manoeuvring about control of the world government.”

Trowa nodded slowly wondering where Quatre was going, he could see Quatre’s fists clench in frustration “Nothing is wrong as such, no enemy to fight against, just speculation and disquiet. Between us Relena and I have everything pretty much under control, it’s just this isn’t going to go away we’re talking about decades of rebuilding trust and changing attitudes. The cabinet thinks, well the cabinet needs figure heads, strong figure heads. Like Relena, like me. Figure heads with legitimate heirs to give continuity.”

He nodded in understanding, it made sense there had been talk of marrying Relena off for years and the Winner foundation needed stronger political influence and a direct line of succession to prevent economic meltdown when dozens of people claimed their share of the companies. Really he should have seen this coming years ago. A fist seemed to tighten around Trowa’s heart a burst of pain and then a burst of uncharacteristic hot anger coursed through him. Quatre wasn’t asking, he’d made up his mind, for both of them. He let the familiar numbness take over as he shut down, his feelings ruthlessly suppressed.  “You and Relena both need to marry and it has to be to someone with influence, but someone you can trust absolutely.” He said adding together the pieces quickly.

Quatre nodded miserably “It’s the best way to ensure lasting stability. It won’t be too terrible. Relena and I work well together. We have always respected each other, and she understands, about you and me. We’ll still be able to see each other. Just, not as often and we’ll have to be more careful.”

Trowa nodded silent, wondering when his blood had been replaced with ice and why it didn’t hurt more. He stood and started sorting out the clothes lying on the floor discarding those too torn to wear again and throwing the rest into the laundry basket.

“Trowa?” The voice from behind him was small and uncertain, so unlike Quatre. Trowa turned Quatre’s shirt still clasped in one hand “Please Trowa, I know it’s not what we wanted but it can work. I know it can.”

Trowa nodded again, that seemed to be all he could do at the moment. He cleared his voice “When is the wedding going to be?” he asked flatly.

“Next June, we’ll be announcing it next week.” Quatre told him, rising from the bed and placing a warm hand on his shoulder “It doesn’t have to change anything, not really, not between us.” he said again more firmly.

Trowa brushed the hair out Quatre’s eyes affectionately “We’ll make it work.” he echoed and was rewarded with a warm smile. Trowa nodded one last time, nothing would change between them, they would make it work. He smiled at Quatre ruthlessly squashing the treacherous doubts that whispered to him.

Now leave me alone evil plot bunny I have done your bidding and now need to work on other things.


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Aug. 1st, 2009 05:28 pm (UTC)
The evil plot bunny won't relent. The evil plot bunny wants more, it wants to be fed, it wants to grow! (*feeds bunny*) ^____^

I really liked this. You did a wonderful job with the descriptions and setting the mood for the whole piece. The emotions come through really well. I'm quite glad this bunny bit you and won't let go. ^___^
Aug. 1st, 2009 05:59 pm (UTC)
There's at least another couple of scenes in this universe that want to be written, the wedding scene for starters and one where Cathy finds out and boy is she pissed.... poor Quatre, Cathy is scary.
Aug. 1st, 2009 06:06 pm (UTC)
Cathy is so so scary! Those are going to be very angsty scenes to read *hugs boys* (notice how I know I'll be reading them??? ^___^)
Aug. 1st, 2009 06:30 pm (UTC)
I'm going to write the Cathy scene at least, there's just this one moment that has to be written.

Just not tonight I'm trying to make progress on my HL fic.

The scene list keeps growing and growing in my mind... If I write them all as stand alones, then I don't have to feel guilty about not keeping to my update schedule and I can jump backwards and forwards in time as thing come to me and.... Nooooooo.
Aug. 1st, 2009 05:29 pm (UTC)
Oh my god... My heart is breaking!! That's terrible! I feel so cold and shattered inside! That was so... gut wrenching! Wow. I feel so sorry for both of them.
Aug. 1st, 2009 06:03 pm (UTC)
Thank you :-) nice to know I did the evil bunny justice. I did warn people it was going to be a sad story.

*hugs Trowa and Quatre*, I hated doing that to them but it seemed such a plausible scenario when the idea came to me... you have to think their respective 'people' have been on at them both about marrying the right person for ages.
Aug. 1st, 2009 11:15 pm (UTC)
I can totally see that happening. A marriage of convenience, with both having other interests on the side. I liked that Trowa's reaction was believable. I can see him being angry and hurt at first, then determined to keep them together. Good job!
Aug. 2nd, 2009 08:36 am (UTC)
Thank you I'm glad you enjoyed it, Poor Trowa (I would say poor Quatre but I'm a little bit annoyed with him for agreeing). Given both Quatre's and Relena's positions it seemed almost likely, I'm surprised I haven't seen this scenario in a fic before (I don't think) I'm sure there must be one out there.

Aug. 5th, 2009 05:04 am (UTC)
Awww, poor boys! I know its what has to be done, but awww! can't they ..find a way around it?
Aug. 5th, 2009 09:20 am (UTC)
I was mean to the boys *hangs head in shame*. Don't worry this Relena is really very understanding and she's more interested in someone else too.
Aug. 5th, 2009 01:39 pm (UTC)
to be honest, i could see it happening though. Lets face it. Trowa and Quatre don't exactly move in the same circles.
Aug. 5th, 2009 02:44 pm (UTC)
Quatre's family would almost certainly have expected him to marry, and marry well... although as he is now the head of them family there's no one to directly order him to do it. Indirect pressure though...

After all he does need a direct heir to prevent the Winner 'empire' from being split in 28 different directions and influential in laws are always something to cultivate.
I'm not sure a circus performer really qualifies (even if he did help save the world a few times).
Aug. 5th, 2009 03:15 pm (UTC)
I always got the feeling that would have been a considerable bone fo discontent between Trowa and the Sisters.
Aug. 5th, 2009 03:29 pm (UTC)
yes, most of them probably don't mind him being Q's mistress (umm.. there must be a male version of that word) if they're discrete but to be his partner in the public eye and prevent him marrying someone else.

It used to be almost expected in certain circles to marry one person for the politics and have 'other interests'. GW seems the sort of universe where that would happpen a lot. Trowa sseems quite private so I don't imagine he minds the discrete part, the rest of it though.... actually given the personallitites of everyone I think once they all get used to it, it'd probably work well.
Aug. 5th, 2009 03:34 pm (UTC)
I'm not so sure. i imagine it could have worked better if he was actually consulted in the decision making process...if you know what I mean.

I can't see him and Relena arguing or antyhign, I think they'd be very civilised and perhaps even friendly after a while, but I think its the fact it was decided without his consent or knowledge that bothered me.

Aug. 5th, 2009 03:47 pm (UTC)
Oh yes... that's the bit that really hurt, really pissed off Cathy too... yay sequel.... he'll forgive Quatre though, eventually, not saying it won't affect their relationship even years later but Trowa has made his choice to stick with Quatre.

Trowa and Relena will get on fine, the way I see him, Trowa's fairly difficult to anger, (short of trying to kill someone he cares about). Talking to Trowa is Quatre's responsibility really, Relena certainly can't do it for him without making things a lot worse. He's pretty cold to certain politicans following this though. It won't be easy though, for any of them.

Edited at 2009-08-05 03:53 pm (UTC)
Aug. 5th, 2009 03:56 pm (UTC)
I don't see Tro as the excitable type (ok anger exciteable...), nor Relena, nor Quatre really, so that works well for htem. I suspect there will be a few 'discussions' about this one though. And Yay for Cathy! I want to see sequel *is cheering Cathy on*
And yeah, I can't see that not having consequences.
Aug. 5th, 2009 04:12 pm (UTC)
Oh yes, haven't quite worked out all the other guys reactions yet, though I can't imagine Heero saying anything about it, but he and Trowa really get on.

Cathy kicks ass.
Aug. 5th, 2009 04:57 pm (UTC)
Yes, i can imagine there being looks from Heero though. And maybe an invitation to come and crash if needed.

Cathy is the reason I got into knife throwing. So sue me ;-)
I'm bad at it though.
Aug. 8th, 2009 04:59 pm (UTC)
Ooo you do knife throwing... fantastic.

Cathy is great, she and Sally are the two female characters who seem the most realisitic to me.

Heero (rather like Trowa) rather tends to let his actions speak for him and specialises in being quietly there.
Aug. 5th, 2009 03:58 pm (UTC)
BTW, Quatre so owes Trowa amazing sex for this one. After the talking. And the kissing and making up.

Aug. 5th, 2009 04:07 pm (UTC)
Oh yes and a nice new house with no mortgage, prepaid broadband, lots of chocolate and unlimited credit on Amazon and hmm...

Oh yes this Trowa not me not sure if Trowa would want any of those things, so maybe just sex.. do you think T likes chocolates? Maybe sex and chocolates. How come the guy happy to live in a trailor and own nothing is the one that ends up with a billionaire?
Aug. 5th, 2009 04:56 pm (UTC)
Chocolate is a consumable, and i'm sure he has a bit of a sweet tooth, but I think Chocolate sauce migh thave a more practical..ok less practical application.......

and its not fair is it?!
Aug. 8th, 2009 05:00 pm (UTC)
Chocolate is always good, chocolate sauce even better.... Sure Tro would enjoy that
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