Title: Lover's Quarrel #2: Apology
By Keelywolfe (keelywolfe@aol.com)
Author's webpage: http://www.ravenswing.com/~keelywolfe/
Rating: R
Series: Lover's Quarrels
Pairing: 1x2 (Hey, can you imagine Trowa and Quatre arguing? About what? Hell, they're serene to the point of being unconscious.)

Disclaimer: This is a Gundam Wing fic. Made in the USA. 1/1000 scale size to the original show; Copyright by Sunrise; Distributed by Bandai of America, and apparently, me. Free of charge to those who want to read. No monies are made with this.

Warnings: These seem to be getting weirder...is that a warning? It is for me, I suppose. ^_^ My twisted sense of humor is getting the best of me and, sadly, you guys are having to suffer for it. Alas.....

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"Hey, I'm sorry."

Silence.

"I'm really sorry."

Silence.

"Really, really sorry."

Silence.

"Like, never do it again, throwing myself at your feet sorry."

Sile... "You're not at my feet."

"Jeez, you're such a picky bastard. All right, then." Sprawls on the floor. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, whip me, beat me, punish me as you see fit, but please don't leave me, my one and only!"

Silence. "All right."

"Way to make a guy grovel...what are you doing?"

"You just said I could whip and beat you."

"Uh...Heero, it was a joke. You know, joke? That thing I explained to you a little while ago, comments that aren't to be taken seri...ouch! Why, you son of a...!"

"If you would have held still, I could have done it properly."

"Hold still! Look, I don't know what kind of pornos you've been renting behind my back, pal, but...yeouch! Stop that!"

"You -said- I could whip and beat you. I thought you never lied."

Muttering. "Apparently, I'm going to have to rethink my motto... nope, I'll just live up to the first half."

Scuffling, a yelp, a door slamming.

"Duo, unlock the door."

"Oh, I don't think so, Bondage-Boy."

"This isn't bondage. Technically speaking this would be sadomasochism. If you would have held still."

"What, did you swallow the fucking Joy of Sex book? I don't care what it's called, as long as you're doing it, buddy, you're sleeping on the sofa."

Muffled snicker.

"Heero, are you laughing at me?"

Silence.

"Heero, I swear to God, if you are laughing at me I am going to bleach your hair while you're asleep."

"I would never laugh at you, Duo."

Sullen silence.

"Duo?"

Silence.

Quiet amusement. "Duo, I forgive you."

Door slowly opens. "You do?"

"Yes."

Door starts to open then stops. "I'm not coming out until you put that down...where did you -find- that thing?"

"On the net."

A loud snort. "Figures. I need to get you a NetNanny program or something." A pause. "Heero, put it down."

Sighing, and then unintelligible grumbling. A thud.

Door creaks open. "There, good boy. Want a biscuit?"

"For someone who was just begging for my forgiveness, you aren't being very...ooof!"

Pouncing, then scuffling. A loud moan.

"Don't worry, my good little puppy, I'll give you a treat."

Sound of pants being unzipped.

-finis-