[Fic: GW] The Night Club 15/?
Title: The Night Club 15/?
Fandom: GW
Rating: PG
Characters: Relena, Quatre, Rachid, Duo, Hilde
Notes: ---> 14.
***
Relena heard Quatre's laughter first. She paused, just outside of his office, curious as to what could have brought on this behaviour. Ever since Trowa had left, Quatre had been a difference man.
"Miss Darlian?" Rachid asked. Relena jumped and turned around guiltily.
"Oh yes, Rachid?" Relena smiled awkwardly and shrugged. "I was just... wondering about Quatre. It seems like years since I last heard him laugh." Without him sounding slightly crazy, Relena added internally, or at one of Dorothy's barbed jokes.
Rachid nodded, a small smile on his own face. "Yes. It is very good to see him happy again. Trowa Barton is back."
"That's good for Quatre," Relena nodded. Of course that brought up the interesting question of what Dekim Barton would do about Trowa Barton. They had not parted on good terms, to the best of Relena's knowledge, and Dekim Barton held grudges.
"Hello, Relena!" Quatre exclaimed, holding open the door to his office to her. "I was just on the phone, but come in, come in. It's very good to see you again," Quatre hugged her, light and brief. Relena beamed at Quatre, it sounded like old Quatre was back and full force.
"I've been wanting to talk to you," Relena started, "Dorothy was the one who put the suggestion in my mind. But as I thought about it, the idea became more and more irresistible. I want to do good. So," Relena took a deep breath. "I've decided to run for mayor and I want to know if I have your support."
"Of course you have it," Quatre replied. "But leaving it this late. You won't have much time to put your campaign message out there."
"I know, I know," Relena admitted. "But I think I'll be running on an anti-Dekim Barton platform. As well as for social and economic reform. People will be probably be shocked into voting for me!"
"You've arranged a press conference," Quatre asked.
"Yes, and I want you to be there, Quatre," Relena said. "If you can."
"I'd love to," Quatre vowed. "For thee good of this city. As well as to give Dekim Barton a firm push out of the city!"
***
"The door is rather nice, don't you think, Duo?" Hilde said cheerfully. "And they installed a proper lock! I have fewer reasons to worry about getting robbed! Unless the robbers think that the tougher lock means I have something worse protecting. Oh. Do you think I should dirty the handle up? Thought it would be a shame. It's so shiny and new. Uh. Duo? Words would be useful right now."
"I want to go to sleep," he groaned, rolling over on the sofa. The TV was still on, blaring soundlessly. "Let me sleep!"
"You had all night to sleep," Hilde said. Duo gave her a foul stare. "Well not all night. But a lot of it! What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Duo grunted out. "Nothing at all."
"There is! Something, something to do with Heero! Did he ever apologise for what he said last night?" Duo continued to sulk. "I guess not," Hilde said dismally, sitting down at the end of the sofa with a solid thunk. "That sucks."
"I know. Just when I thought I had something good going on, Heero bloody Yuy had to mess it all up be being a grade A ass," Duo spat out.
"Hmm," Hilde said, attention more caught by what was happening on the TV.
"What is it?" Duo asked, sure he was in for one of Hilde's pep talks.
Hilde bit her lip and turned to Duo. "I'm not sure what with the sound off, but I think Quatre Winner was just arrested!"
Fandom: GW
Rating: PG
Characters: Relena, Quatre, Rachid, Duo, Hilde
Notes: ---> 14.
***
Relena heard Quatre's laughter first. She paused, just outside of his office, curious as to what could have brought on this behaviour. Ever since Trowa had left, Quatre had been a difference man.
"Miss Darlian?" Rachid asked. Relena jumped and turned around guiltily.
"Oh yes, Rachid?" Relena smiled awkwardly and shrugged. "I was just... wondering about Quatre. It seems like years since I last heard him laugh." Without him sounding slightly crazy, Relena added internally, or at one of Dorothy's barbed jokes.
Rachid nodded, a small smile on his own face. "Yes. It is very good to see him happy again. Trowa Barton is back."
"That's good for Quatre," Relena nodded. Of course that brought up the interesting question of what Dekim Barton would do about Trowa Barton. They had not parted on good terms, to the best of Relena's knowledge, and Dekim Barton held grudges.
"Hello, Relena!" Quatre exclaimed, holding open the door to his office to her. "I was just on the phone, but come in, come in. It's very good to see you again," Quatre hugged her, light and brief. Relena beamed at Quatre, it sounded like old Quatre was back and full force.
"I've been wanting to talk to you," Relena started, "Dorothy was the one who put the suggestion in my mind. But as I thought about it, the idea became more and more irresistible. I want to do good. So," Relena took a deep breath. "I've decided to run for mayor and I want to know if I have your support."
"Of course you have it," Quatre replied. "But leaving it this late. You won't have much time to put your campaign message out there."
"I know, I know," Relena admitted. "But I think I'll be running on an anti-Dekim Barton platform. As well as for social and economic reform. People will be probably be shocked into voting for me!"
"You've arranged a press conference," Quatre asked.
"Yes, and I want you to be there, Quatre," Relena said. "If you can."
"I'd love to," Quatre vowed. "For thee good of this city. As well as to give Dekim Barton a firm push out of the city!"
***
"The door is rather nice, don't you think, Duo?" Hilde said cheerfully. "And they installed a proper lock! I have fewer reasons to worry about getting robbed! Unless the robbers think that the tougher lock means I have something worse protecting. Oh. Do you think I should dirty the handle up? Thought it would be a shame. It's so shiny and new. Uh. Duo? Words would be useful right now."
"I want to go to sleep," he groaned, rolling over on the sofa. The TV was still on, blaring soundlessly. "Let me sleep!"
"You had all night to sleep," Hilde said. Duo gave her a foul stare. "Well not all night. But a lot of it! What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Duo grunted out. "Nothing at all."
"There is! Something, something to do with Heero! Did he ever apologise for what he said last night?" Duo continued to sulk. "I guess not," Hilde said dismally, sitting down at the end of the sofa with a solid thunk. "That sucks."
"I know. Just when I thought I had something good going on, Heero bloody Yuy had to mess it all up be being a grade A ass," Duo spat out.
"Hmm," Hilde said, attention more caught by what was happening on the TV.
"What is it?" Duo asked, sure he was in for one of Hilde's pep talks.
Hilde bit her lip and turned to Duo. "I'm not sure what with the sound off, but I think Quatre Winner was just arrested!"