Title: ESO
Author: bonnejeanne (bonnejeanne@yahoo.com) and vonceia (vonceia@yahoo.com)
Archive: GW Addiction http://www.oocities.org/fenris_wolf0/
Category: yaoi, AU? Epic Saga...
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 1x2x5, 3x4 ...x6?
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Warnings: LEMON. Yaoi. Old guys. Original characters. AU? You decide... OOC? Same.
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Spoilers: Everything. I mean it, everything, series, EW, Ep. Zero, etc.
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing characters and universe are the property of the copyright owners. Our stuff is ours. No money being made here. While our goal is to stay as in character as possible, any discrepancies are our mistakes.
Feedback: Any and all comments, feedback, critiques welcome, be they short or long.

E.S.O. - by bonnejeanne and vonceia -

Part Twenty-two: Epilog 5 - Quatre's backlash... conference....

Suddenly, in the midst of a little quiet time, Quatre sat up, gasping. His movement disturbed Trowa, who was lying across Quatre's lap, and Zechs, on top of whom Quatre had been resting.

Quatre blinked, trying to block out the flood of sensations he was experiencing, but they were so... strong! Excitement, heat, a tingling of fear and anticipation...

"Heero!" he cried out, feeling his body jerk suddenly into overdrive with no lead-in time. "Oh!"

Trowa made a face as he was suddenly bumped from his resting place. The look in Quatre's eyes as he turned to ask what was up, stopped him. His green eyes moved to Zechs, who looked equally astonished, and then back to Quatre.

"Quatre! What's wrong? Is Heero in trouble?" he asked quickly.

Zechs looked down at Quatre equally concerned.

"Yes!" Quatre blurted. "I mean... no! I mean... oh... he's never... OH!" Quatre cried, feeling something that was so real and physical that he had to look down and make sure he was sitting on the floor... shaking his head, trying to clear it, Quatre went to all fours and crawled across the floor towards the bottle of Wild Turkey, desperate to find some way to blot at least part of what he was connecting to out of his perceptions.

Zechs tilted his head and then looked at Trowa. "Is he ..?" he began.

"Is he always like this... no," Trowa answered and stood up. "This is something recent. Has something to do with that being. Quatre's psychic. This is new for him. I think the liquor helps calm him down... or block it in some way. He's picking up...umm stuff from down the hall."

Quatre made it to the bottle and opened it, upending the container. He took several rather large swallows, setting the bottle down quickly, tears coming to his eyes with the burning of the liquid down his throat. Closing his eyes, he moaned softly. "Wu... Wufei!"

Trowa's eyes narrowed as if he were trying to see some vision and make sense of what Quatre was experiencing. He looked at Zechs, who was looking back at him. "Hn." he said.

Zechs looked at Trowa and then back to Quatre. "Is ... is Wufei in trouble?" he asked.

"Don't know. I doubt it's trouble... like trouble... More like..." Trowa began.

"....in...in...Heero!" Quatre gasped. He blinked, feeling the alcohol loosening his muscles, and blurring his perceptions, but the feelings were so strong they just wouldn't go away completely. His eyes crossed, then he seemed to shift a little and his eyes uncrossed... but they almost seemed to slant a little.

Suddenly he moved towards Trowa, coming up on the green-eyed boy very quickly and pushing him onto his back on the floor. Quatre climbed between Trowa's legs and over his chest, and Trowa suddenly felt Quatre... knocking at the back door so to speak. "Don't worry..." Quatre whispered a little dazed-sounding. "I'll be good to you..."

 Trowa, who had slapped his hand over his mouth at Quatre's sudden outburst of 'Wufei in Heero' was amazed as the blond seemed to flow across the floor, between his legs and over his chest like the tide to the shore. Suddenly, he found himself looking into slightly unfocused aqua eyes. He blinked and then heard Quatre's meant-to-be-soothing words of how he'd be good and said, "Huh?"

Quatre looked around and focused... sort of... on Zechs. "Duo!" he said softly. "I need... I don't want to hurt him... it's his first..."

Zechs, who had been watching all of this with some interest, suddenly looked around as Quatre spoke. He knew that Duo Maxwell was not in the room, but the immediate human response sent his head swiveling. Quatre's words finally sank into his mind and Zechs Merquise understood clearly what was about to happen. "Oh shit," he said and stood up. He looked around the room and spotted the small tube. Moving fast, he grabbed it and went to Quatre and Trowa.

"Uh.. Quatre?" Trowa tried, though some part of him was actually enjoying this.

Quatre looked up, and focused on the tube, grabbing it and uncapping it in one motion. He reached down, coating himself quickly. "Thank you... Duo..." he said, and lifted Trowa's legs with strong little hands. Reaching down, he found the entrance he sought and began invading Trowa's body with his... more than adequate natural endowment...

"Zechs, you traitor!" Trowa screamed and then screamed again as he felt Quatre fill him slowly. "Oh god," he moaned and bit his lip as the sensations made his body shiver. He and Quatre had never done this in this particular way before. Quatre's strength was nothing new to Trowa, but being taken and in this slow, caring and maddening way threatened to separate Trowa from his mind. He closed his eyes and bowed to the inevitable.

Zechs' eyes widened as he saw the young man whom he formerly referred to as 'little' Quatre upend the green-eyed pilot and slowly insert himself into the other guy's body. Moments ago, Zechs was certain that Quatre would 'wake up' and realize what was happening. As he watched in horrid fascination, he knew that he owed Trowa an apology.

Quatre shivered as he felt the hot, tight flesh surround his aching cock. Looking down, he saw a blurring, double vision... cobalt blue eyes... and green. "Ohhh.." he moaned, not even trying to fight the sensations, they were so wonderful. "Oh... Trowa... don't... hate me..." he gasped, as his hips began to rock inside the boy beneath him. "I've... wanted this... for... so.... long...." his thoughts merged with Wufei who was thinking the exact same thing.

Trowa felt his body alive and electric. He heard Quatre's voice and the words wiped away any other thoughts. "Oh, Quatre," he breathed as he rocked against the hot flesh impaling him. "I ... don't hate you. I love you."

Zechs sighed and felt a small smile etch itself over his features. 'Milliardo you have lost it,' he thought. 'You should stop this. This is not sane.' Zechs nodded at the thought but he knew that he was about to make it even worse. Reaching out, he brushed Quatre's forehead, soothingly. Moving around quickly, he looked down at Trowa and leaned down to him. The expression on Trowa's face stopped the apology he was about to offer. Instead, Zechs pressed his lips to Trowa's and kissed him deeply.

Quatre sighed, hearing the words and feeling the answering emotions... whether his own or Wufei's he couldn't tell. He moved his hips, seeking the right angle that would give the maximum pleasure to the beautiful boy beneath him. He felt Trowa's body jerk as he hit the spot, and smiled, settling down to a steady rhythm that would stroke that spot over and over until...

Trowa groaned deeply as his arms stretched up and out, locking around Zechs above him. His body shuddered as he felt the orgasm take him. Between Quatre and Zechs he felt protected and loved. His body shook and he felt the liquid splatter against his stomach and thighs.

Quatre gasped, feeling Trowa clench around him tightly, and he surrendered his own seed into the boy's body, moaning musically as he finished. Panting, he bent over Trowa, rubbing his face against the boy's stomach, feeling the liquid there. He kissed Trowa's skin reverently and felt his temperature begin to ebb. Breathing deeply he felt the sensations from the other room recede... a bit... as they also began to spiral down.

Finally he pushed himself up, moving back. He looked down and his face showed distress. "Oh Trowa! What did I... no... I knew what I was doing... Trowa I'm so...sorry..."

Zechs looked up, tossing his platinum hair back over his shoulder. He smiled and reached out smoothing Quatre's hair back.

Trowa felt his body begin to settle down. "Raberba, I love you." he said, reaching out a hand towards Quatre. "It's ok. You were.. fantastic." he chuckled, a little hysterical.

Quatre bent down and kissed Trowa frantically. "Oh Trowa! Thank you... for not being mad..." he gasped, between kisses. "You felt... so ... GOOD!" he exclaimed, then blushed deeply. Then he glanced up at Zechs and blanched. "Oh... I'm not usually..."

"I understand," Zechs said, nodding.

"Not that I don't *think* about it," Quatre added, noticing Zech's nice rear end. He didn't realize that he still had the recent belt of whiskey to contend with.

Zechs smiled again. Then he noticed the aqua eyes falling in the vicinity of his own body and Zechs blushed.

"Well, think about it no more," Trowa said. "Maybe we can do this again sometime without the outside.. interference. That way, you'll understand how much I... liked it."

"You did? Really?" Quatre said softly. Then he smiled. "I love it when you do it to me."

Zechs closed his eyes for moment, feeling his own body ache as his mind supplied pictures. His thoughts then moved to recent times and he recalled in details the 'midnight' knock at the door and what that led to earlier.

"Speaking of which..." Quatre began. He kissed Trowa one more time, then sat back on his heels and got up, going to the comm.

"I think I'll offer more than that," Wufei said, sitting up.

At that moment there was a buzz from the comm.

"Um... D-duo? Guys?" a breathless voice that sounded like Quatre... maybe a little drunk?

Duo looked up. "Uh, yeah? Quatre?"

The speaker sighed. "Yes... it's Quatre. I have a... request. I'm really sorry but could you guys... um... take a rest for a little while?"

Duo blinked and looked around the room, to Wufei and Heero, with a very puzzled look. He knew that the walls weren't that thin, and they were soundproofed to boot.

"Quatre?" Heero called.

"Yes... Heero?" there was a note in the breathless voice that could only be described as somewhat... mildly lustful.

Heero glanced at Wufei and then Duo. "How'd you know we were up?" he asked.

"I... felt it!" Quatre said, his voice a bit plaintive and also carrying a degree of incomprehension and shock. "Trowa thinks... the ESO... and me... that it opened up some things in my... head."

Duo goggled. "Oh my gawd...."

Wufei's eyes opened in surprise and then he flushed scarlet from head to toe.

"How far, Trowa?" Heero called back, knowing that Trowa would respond.

"Pretty damned far, Heero. But, Quatre seems to be ok. Zechs' Wild Turkey is helping."

Wufei hissed, "Zechs?!" and covered his face with his hands.

Duo grinned and put an arm around the Chinese boy, who simply hid his face in Duo's shoulder.

"You got booze from Zechs..." Heero said, reaching a hand out to rub Wufei's back. "Is he there with you?"

"They're in my room Heero," Zechs called back.

Heero looked over at Duo. "Confirmed," he said.

"Yeah, well, we need to talk. So don't go disappearing before we get to the station," Heero said.

The comm call was interrupted from the bridge by a ship-wide announcement.

"All hands, we're twenty minutes out from L1, and will be at the station in twenty-five. Put your pants on and prepare to debark... unless anyone wants to come with me to Earth, where I'm going to be taking a short Hawaiian vacation," Howard's voice came over the speaker. "I now return you to your regular conversations... which have been tying up my comm during this crucial period. It's good to be the captain."

Wufei bent even lower, putting his head on the floor next to Duo, who patted him comfortingly.

"I'm coming over," Heero said. "Be there in a minute."

Quatre's voice came on the comm, "Wait, Heero... we'll come to you," he said.

Turning from the comm, Quatre shrugged and began looking around for clothes, throwing Zech's jeans in his direction as he found his own pants and shirt.

Fastening his clothes, he looked at Zechs and said, "Wufei is dying of embarrassment. It's my fault. Try and... help, if you can."

Zechs took a deep breath and zipped up his jeans. 'He's not the only one,' he thought and then it occurred to him that he was about to go to the room where presumably Chang Wufei had been... Zechs blushed again, thinking of the airlock once again.

Trowa slipped his pants on and went to Quatre. "You wanna do this under your own power, or I could just carry you," he said.

Quatre smiled and butted his head against Trowa's chest. "On my own, please?"

"Hell, for that matter, you could carry me," Trowa teased. He then looked over at Zechs. "Damned good whiskey," he said, in a 'manly' tone.

Zechs nodded. "Wild Turkey... the best." he said and then handed the bottle to Quatre. "Here, you keep this. I've got more."

Quatre sighed. "It's probably not a good idea," he said, taking the bottle anyway.

In the room down the hall, Duo was pulling on his pants. Before he put on a shirt, he noticed Wife looking at his tattoo, and turned, displaying it proudly. Wufei smiled.

"Nice," he said. "I thought of getting a dragon once." He took a deep breath, trying to get his mind and body in order. They did not want to go.

Heero pulled on the torn green tank. "Now don't we look decent," he remarked and walked over to the door, hearing a soft knock.

"Hi," Trowa said as Heero opened the door. "So, you guys sleep well?"

Heero raised an eyebrow and moved back to allow the small party in the room.

Quatre followed, coming in. He smiled at each of the three in the room, his eyes a little red. He took a breath and walked over to Wufei, hugging him gently, then moving away, feeling the other boy probably wouldn't welcome the contact.

Wufei surprised Quatre by returning his hug, if briefly. But Wufei only glanced up, then return his gaze to the ground, where he continued to study the tops of his shoes minutely.

Heero watched as Trowa filed past him and then Quatre with the slightly red eyes. His gaze focused as he looked up at Zechs. He nodded.

Zechs watched as the other pilots moved into the room. He paid particular attention to Quatre and Wufei hugging. He silently cursed himself as damned as he felt his body react to the sight and then he looked down into the cobalt blue eyes and felt electricity move between the other young man and himself.

He saw Heero nod and moved inside the doorway.

"I know about Treize," Heero said quietly and then watched the ice blue eyes.

He saw Zechs stop and look at him. Zechs' expression told him all he needed to know. "Come on," Heero said and closed the door. He then moved into the room and sat on the couch.

Wufei sat in lotus fashion, conscious that Duo was staying rather close to him. It gave him a warm feeling of being protected by the braided boy, who seemed to adopt people at will, and to champion them completely.

Quatre sat quietly, wondering how to explain what he was experiencing to everyone, and whether he even needed to. He looked at Heero.

"You... wanted to talk to Zechs?" he said. "And I just wanted to... I guess I have to let you guys know about the... the visions. I'm going to find a way to control it, I promise," he said, and then got very quiet.

Heero got up from the couch and went to sit next to Quatre. He placed his arms around Quatre and hugged him. "It's really ok, Quatre." Heero said against Quatre's ear. "I think *you'*are the one who's gonna be the most affected."

Quatre looked at Heero, very close and had a brief flash of memory, seeing Heero's face through Wufei's eyes... Quatre's eyes softened and then he looked down. Unable to help himself, he leaned close and whispered, "I am so glad for you... and Wufei.. and Duo!"

Heero chuckled, then tilted Quatre's face up to his. "Thank you." he said. "But, I think you might agree with me that we all have something going on here. It might not be physical yet, but we're like a team whether or not we like it individually."

Quatre's eyes widened and he blushed, looking down quickly. The word 'yet' seemed to echo in his mind. Not wanting Heero to think he was upset, he nodded quickly, but his face stayed a nice shade of pink.

Heero smiled down at Quatre as he held him. Leaning forward a little, he looked in Quatre's eyes. "Watch this." he said and kissed Quatre, softly.

Trowa who leaned against the wall next to where Zechs had sat on the floor, looked over at Duo. "Nice shade of pink," he said, pointing to Quatre.

Duo nodded. "I have some drapes in my apartment about that color," he admitted. "Always did like pink for the bathroom."

Trowa laughed. "Just as long as you keep bubble bath. You're doing fine," he said.

Zechs looked up at Trowa as he felt the wall behind him. He shifted a little nervously as he glanced occasionally in Wufei's direction.

Duo laughed. "Of course! 'The God of Death is in the Bath!' " he exclaimed dramatically, making gestures of bubbles blowing about.

Wufei glance up at the exact same moment and met those ice-blue eyes that were looking at him. His eyes widened slightly and he looked down quickly. Unbidden, a voice in his head piped up, 'and I thought *Treize* was attractive... was I blind?' This caused another wave of red to steal under his warm skin.

Zechs blinked as he saw Wufei look up at the same time that he had. There was a moment where he felt completely caught and stunned. He had faced down death, dictators, the dead and dying, madness and his sister, Relena, but this was the first time in his life he had felt so completely exposed. 'Ok , Yuy,' he thought. 'Break it up. I have to leave.'

Heero moved back slowly, and touched his forehead to Quatre's. "They still there?" he asked.

Quatre blinked. "Um... only a little... It was much worse when..." Quatre blushed. "Sex and... strong emotions... are a powerful combination. They broadcast!"

"Hn.." Heero remarked and then looked up at the others. "Zechs, I wanted to ask you something. I wanted to know if you're gonna do something about Treize?"

Zechs breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, he had something else to concentrate on. "Yes. I don't exactly have a plan, but..." he said, in that quiet, slightly raspy tone.

"What are you going to do?" Wufei asked quietly.

Zechs looked up, hearing Wufei's voice. He took a deep breath. "I want to talk to Lady Une first. I have spoken to her a little... she knows. I thought it was best," he said and it occurred to him that he would like Wufei's opinion and approval.

Wufei nodded. "This is my responsibility," he said. "I do not expect others to take it out of my hands. I will not let... others take it out of my hands."

"I understand, Wufei," Zechs said and looked over at him. This time it didn't seem quite as hard. "But you should know that I consider that you took the responsibility from me first. He wanted a duel. I refused. He sought elsewhere and I am certain that he would have kept going until he found someone willing to do his bidding."

Wufei looked back steadily. "No, Zechs," he said. "I singled him out. That was *my* arrogance. What happened was justice, you said so yourself. For both of us, he, and I."

Zechs closed his eyes as he heard Wufei's words. He felt the sudden pain in then and knew in his heart that they were true. He also knew that Chang Wufei was far beyond what either he or Treize would be able to understand. 'Complete justice.' he thought. "Then, I will speak to Lady Une and contact you. Perhaps we might all talk together. "

Wufei nodded. "I will come to Earth when you request it," he said. "I left my assignment in the Preventers, the last time he contacted me. I knew I could not continue the work and maintain the dishonesty. Now that Lady Une knows what I have concealed, she will probably make that leave a permanent one. Do you think there will be charges?" he asked, as if he were asking about the weather.

"I think that you might not know Lady Une as well as I do. I might be wrong, but when I spoke to her, all I received was understanding and sympathy from her," Zechs said.

"Forgive me," Wufei said, bowing his head. "I did not mean to imply anything negative about the Lady. If I were in her position, I would have a problem with a subordinate who concealed something so vital from me. I apologize."

Zechs shook his head. "No need to apologize. She also... cares for him. She cares for you as well." he said and shrugged a little. "So do I." he said, and looked up. "I am going to offer what little comfort I can to her."

"Hey, Wu-man," Duo said. "You just helped saved the whole solar system. I wouldn't worry about charges. This'll probably wipe out any bad parking tickets you have as well."

Wufei looked at Duo and smiled. "Thank you, Duo. I hadn't thought of that."

Turning back to Zechs, his expression rather lighter, he said, "Call me and I'll come. Until then... I have other things I want to do."

Zechs stood. He nodded. "I will," he said. "Oh, Sally Po sends her best."

Wufei nodded

Zechs looked over at Heero. "Is there anything else you needed?" he asked.

"Call me if you need to," Heero said.

Zechs frowned slightly, but got the message. Heero was offering his services. "I will." he said. Walking over, he leaned down to Quatre and looked into his eyes. "I'll send you a case," he said, and then kissed Quatre deeply.

"Sounds good, Zechs." Trowa replied.

Quatre sighed. "I hope... it wasn't too... weird for you," he said softly.

"One of the best times I've ever had, Quatre. Thank you for knocking on my door first," Zechs said.

Quatre smiled. "Thank Trowa," he said. "I plan to. It was... nice."

Zechs shook his head, then sighed. Walking over to Trowa, he embraced the green-eyed pilot. "Thank you Trowa." he said. "I'll work on the monster thing and look in the mirror sometime as well. Thanks again for showing me a possibility... and for getting naked and having sex as well."

Trowa nodded. "No problem, Peacecraft. Just think carefully before telling your sister," he said, watching as Zechs blushed.

Duo said clearly, "Oh man! You two boffed Zechs and I missed it? Hell... I'd be madder if I hadn't been having my own fun..."

Zechs growled a little, feeling his color deepen a few shades more. Invariably, his eyes went to Wufei and the pictures of him with Duo and Heero flew into his head. The feeling was bittersweet. 'Ok Zechs, cut it out!' he thought and then cleared his throat. "Take care, Wufei," he managed and turned for the door.

Wufei looked up. "Call me. I will be there," he said simply.

And Duo said, "Haul your face back up, Zechs. Go play with the girls... but the next time around, who knows, you might get even luckier." His smile was Shinigami at his most wicked.

Zechs stopped. He turned back in time to see Duo's expression. Suddenly, his jeans became very tight indeed. "Ok," he said and then left the room. 'Not graceful, Milliardo.'

Duo turned back to the other pilots and held up a hand, "Three points!" he said, bowing.

Wufei laughed.

"Whoops, there it is," Trowa said and applauded.

Heero looked over at Trowa and then back to Quatre. "So you two have been boffing Peacecraft... and no one called us?" he said.

Quatre looked at Heero reproachfully. "You had a lot to do with it," he said. "Do you think I just roam the halls looking for victims? It was you three... Trowa, help me here!"

Trowa cleared his throat. "Well.... yeah! Had it not been for the three of you... vibrating through the walls, Quatre wouldn't have gotten all hot and then made me hot. I mean I couldn't allow Quatre to suffer, could I? And since he mentioned you all by name and I thought maybe you were in some kind of trouble, I *had* to haul him over my shoulder and prowl the halls until we found the right door, now didn't I? It wasn't *our* fault that Zechs Marquise happened to be jerking off while thinking about Wu.. oh shit.. Anyway.... we *had* to stop and see if he was ok or not, right? I mean, to do otherwise would be... inhuman or un-neighborly at the least... right?" Trowa said.

Wufei's eyes flew open and he stared at Trowa, then looked down. But a very small smile curved his lips.

"Trowa, you seem very talkative all of a sudden," Duo said. "Is this because you've had so much sex?"

Trowa pointed to Quatre. "I was helping Quatre." he said. Then he added. "Yes, I think so. Quatre is.. well... one should never underestimate the pilot of Sandrock." Looking into Duo's eyes, he winked.

Quatre blushed, then smiled brilliantly. "Thank you Trowa," he said. "And one should never underestimate the pilot of Heavyarms... he might take you over his shoulder down the hall when you don't expect it!"

"Quite frankly, I don't think anyone should underestimate any one in this room." Heero said.

"I concur with that," Wufei said.

Duo smiled. "Of course! Especially me."

"Oh please," Trowa said, "Thanks Wufei. You have single-handedly opened up a new phase of our lives, right Quatre?" He then winked at Quatre.

Wufei's eyebrows rose in surprise. "I have?"

Quatre smiled, blushing. "Yes... don't worry about it. I just hope... I can get this thing under control or... I might have to move to a solitary outpost or something."

"Can you feel anyone else, besides us and Zechs?" Heero asked.

Quatre shrugged. "I don't know. There aren't that many people on the ship. And Alfa... has been sleeping a lot," he said, not realizing that he just *knew* this. "I hope... not..."

"It might be something you'll have to master.. like the mobile suit." Trowa offered.

Quatre sighed. "I'll do my best."

Heero looked around the room. "So, we agree that we help Quatre?" he asked.

"What do you think we can do, Heero?" Duo asked.

Heero frowned. "Hn.." he remarked. "Hadn't gotten that far yet. We could jump him. My forte," he said.

Quatre looked up, holding up his hands. "Can we talk about this first?" he said, looking scared.

"Guess I got to work on my delivery. Joke?" Heero said.

Duo chuckled. "Good one, Heero," he said.

Quatre laughed. "Oh! Sorry! It's been a weird morning..."

"No kidding." Trowa added. "Hey, we'll be leaving here soon. Anyone think we should get together later and actually do some celebrating? Maybe we can come up with something, pardon the pun, then."

Duo nodded. "I think we should get off this ship, and then figure out what to do next. Heero... you're gonna wanna talk to Alfa again, I imagine."

"Yeah," Heero replied.

Duo nodded. He reached back and started braiding his hair, which had remained loose. "I thought so. Well, I'd invite everyone over to my place but I only have one bedroom... then again..."

"Here, let me," Trowa said, moving behind Duo. He took the thick chestnut colored hair and began finishing the braid. "Circus," he said. "I think going to your place would be fun. What do you think, Quatre?"

Quatre smiled. "I think so too. My house is always open to you guys... but it's full of people already... not that much privacy."

"Wufei?" Heero said. "I'm already boarding at Duo's."

Wufei nodded. "If you want, I'll come," he said, wincing slightly inside at the thought of all of them packed into a one-bedroom apartment. The bathroom usage alone was going to be murder. But he did not want to be left outside any more. Not after finding his way in to the warmth of their closeness.

"The only other option I thought of is to get a hotel suite. Surely after saving the galaxy, one of them would put us up for free," Heero remarked.

"We can decide that later," Duo announced, secretly wanting the apartment thing to work. Sure it would be a mess, but it would be FUN! In such close quarters, they would either kill each other, or have a huge orgy... his demons cheered at the prospect of this option.

The comm buzzed with another announcement. "Okay troops," Howard said. "This buggy is as pulled up to the curb as it's going to get. Those departing in shuttles, leave at your discretion. Those leaving in mobile suits, keep it orderly. I'll be in the bay for anyone that wants to say goodbye, and for those who don't, come see me in Hawaii in about a month if you feel like it. Thanks for saving the solar system, guys. We owe you another one!"

Next... More Epilogs ... just a little more... promise....

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