The Wedding

By DragonMage

Spring of AC 200...

"I don't know, Wufei, I still think a dress would have looked wonderful on you," Quatre Raberba Winner said, pouting as he smoothed out the red silk of the Chinese wedding outfit that his good friend Chang Wufei was wearing instead of the white wedding dress Quatre had tried to convince him to wear.

"I'm not a woman, Quatre," Chang Wufei muttered as he looked at himself in the full length mirror. His long hair was swept back in a loose ponytail that didn't tug at his scalp--unlike the way he used to wear it during the war. <At least I won't get head aches during the ceremony,> he thought to himself as he tried to calm the butterflies in his stomach.

"You know, I can't believe you and Heero are finally getting married," Quatre said softly in amazement as he stared at Wufei affectionately. "I mean...Who knew?"

Wufei smiled and nodded. "You know, you're right. This is...I guess none of us really expected it."

"You really love him, Wufei?" Quatre asked as he picked up the bouquet of flowers that Wufei had finally given into holding after a lot of persuasion on Quatre, Duo and Heero's part.

"Of course I love him. I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't," Wufei said, nodding as he took the bouquet from Quatre. "I think I look strange wearing Chinese wedding gowns to a Christian wedding." Somehow Duo had convinced them that having a Christian wedding would balance off everything since Heero and Wufei had gotten into an argument of what kind of wedding they would have: Japanese or Chinese. So when Duo proposed a Christian wedding, they agreed just to end the argument.

"Hey, I told you the dress was a better choice," Quatre said, tapping Wufei on the nose. "Come on, let's go. Heero's a very impatient person, remember?"

"How could I forget?" Wufei asked, smiling wryly.

Quatre laughed. "Come on, Duo's going to escort you down the aisle."

~*~

Heero stood impatiently in between Trowa Barton who was the best man and the Christian priest in the St. Joseph Church. Quatre, Milliardo Peacecraft--or Zechs Merquise--, Howard, and Rashid stood in a line after Trowa.

The whole church had been decorated beautifully for the wedding. All sorts of flowers decked the pews and the beautiful white washed arches. All the pews were filled with friends from end to end. The guestbook at the door of the church had been completely filled and was put away safely for the future.

Fighting back another wave of nervousness Heero wondered what was taking so long. He had been waiting for what seemed like forever and Wufei still hadn't appeared. Quatre and the ladies hadn't allowed him to see Wufei because of some silly tradition of not seeing the bride--groom--before the wedding. He had thought it was ridiculous but then Trowa appeared and dragged him away. So he hadn't been able to see Wufei at all or how Wufei looked like in his wedding robes.

<Hmph. Stupid suit. Why did I have to wear this?> Heero thought uncomfortably as he tugged at his tie again only to have Trowa give him a sharp glance. He stopped and glared before turning his attention to the two closed white painted doors where Wufei was suppose to be appearing but was not.

Smiling slightly, he remembered exactly what had happened before all of this...

6 months ago...

Heero Yuy stared at the computer monitor without really looking at it. He was distracted by more important things running through his mind. He had been sitting there at his desk for hours, just thinking. He wasn't even close to finishing up the report on the local riot he and Wufei had went to take care of and he knew Une was going to have his hide if he didn't have it turned in by the end of the day. He just hoped that nothing was going to come up so he had more than enough time to get the report done. If he ever convinced himself to stop thinking about other things and focusing on the report.

Of course, that was impossible.

He had been thinking about it for days now and he knew that it was going to happen soon. All he needed was time to plan it out perfectly.

<Maybe I should convince Une to give me a day off,> Heero thought hopefully as he looked down at the keyboard and tapped at any random key.

"I can't believe it."

Heero's head snapped up and he glared at his best friend, Duo Maxwell, who was leaning against the doorframe of his office with a very amused expression on his expressive face.

"What do you want, Duo?" Heero asked, wishing Duo would just go away and leave him alone.

"Heero Yuy isn't concentrating on his work. You know, this is the first time I've ever seen that happen," Duo said, laughing as he strolled into the room and stood in front of Heero's desk. "What's on your mind, buddy? You're distracted, big time."

"What makes you think so?"

"Well...Only really distracting things can stop you from doing your work." Duo paused and grinned mischievously. "It isn't...Wufei, is it?"

"What?"

"Wufei. You know, that really cute Chinese man who is also currently your boyfriend," Duo said, smirking.

"Duo, go away. I don't need this right now."

Duo leaned on the desk and stared at Heero in amusement. "What is it, Heero? I know it has to do with Wufei. He's the only guy that can do this to you."

Heero sighed. "It's nothing..."

"What do you mean 'It's nothing'? Heero, I'm your best friend. You can tell me anything," Duo said firmly. "So 'fess up."

Heero stared down at the desk for a moment before looking up and looking Duo straight in the eye. "I want to marry Wufei."

Duo's eyes bugged and he gasped as he straightened, his face written with shock.

"Duo? Are you all right?" Heero asked, frowning. Then he smirked. "What? The chatter box Duo Maxwell is finally speechless?"

"No kidding! Are you serious?" Duo breathed as he leaned over the desk and brought his face so close to Heero's that they were nose to nose.

"Of course I'm serious," Heero said, irritated. He pulled away and gave Duo an exasperated expression. "Do I kid?"

"You know...I always thought it would be Quatre and Trowa who would tie the knot first but it looks like you're going to beat them to the alter," Duo laughed. "Wow...You want to marry Chang Wufei. What does he think about this?"

"That's the thing. I haven't told him," Heero muttered, frowning. "I can't..I just can't seem to find the right time and place to tell him that I want to marry him."

"You better do it quick before Wufei slips away," Duo said seriously.

Heero looked up at Duo. "What are you talking about?"

Duo sighed and ran his fingers through his bangs. "Look...I know Wufei. I've had some pretty insightful conversations with him. He's lost a lot of people in his life, Heero. He hates getting close to people. I'm surprised he even bothered with us and then end up becoming your boyfriend. It's a pretty big step for him. He...You got to do this carefully so he doesn't bolt, do you know what I mean?"

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure. When was I ever wrong?" Duo asked, looking a bit hurt.

Heero shook his head and smirked. "If you say so."

"Just take care and don't scare him off and you'll be fine," Duo said, shrugging. "Good luck, man."

Heero nodded at Duo absently before he stared back down at the keyboard. After a few minutes he finally stood up and grabbed his coat. If Duo was right he had to get this done with ever step perfectly planned out.

~*~

Chang Wufei muttered underneath his breath as he read the folder he had found on his desk this morning. In one hand was a mug of coffee and in the other was the folder. He was trying to make sense of some statistics when he bumped into Duo Maxwell.

"Ah! What where you're going, Maxwell," Wufei grounded out as the coffee sloshed and barely missed his uniform. "I don't want to walk around with a stain on my uniform for the whole day."

"Hey, it only happened once," Duo said defensively as he grinned at his friend and patted him on the back. "How is it going, Wufei?"

Wufei looked at Duo suspiciously. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, nothing really. Just wondering how you're feeling today," Duo said cheerfully.

"Did you have too much coffee today?" Wufei asked as he sipped his own mug of the black liquid.

"No, I only had six cups," Duo said, grinning. "I'm fine."

"At least you didn't try for ten. We all remembered what happened when you pulled off that little stunt," Wufei said dryly.

"You mean the repeated visits to the little boy's room or my wonderful genki personality?" Duo asked, grinning.

"Duo, go away," Wufei said, shaking his head as he walked past his friend.

"Hey, Fei!"

Wufei turned around and sighed. "What?"

Duo smiled. "Good luck." Then he turned around and ambled off before Wufei could say a thing.

<Good luck? What's that suppose to mean?> Wufei wondered as he turned around and continued walking to his office. <He's a very strange, strange man.>

~*~

Wufei was flipping through another folder of work when Trowa suddenly appeared at his office door.

"Yes, Trowa?" he asked as he continued to read the report.

"Heero says he wants to meet you tonight at his apartment," Trowa said quietly.

"Why?" Wufei asked, looking up.

Trowa shrugged. "I'm only delivering the message." Then he was gone.

<Hmm...I wonder what Heero wants,> Wufei wondered absently as he turned his attention back to work. His boyfriend was a wonderful guy but he never knew what was going on in that Japanese man's head.

~*~

Later that night...

Wufei stopped in front of Heero's apartment and smoothed down his uniform before reaching up and knocking on the door. After a few moments the door opened and Heero appeared. His boyfriend was dressed in a white shirt with the buttons undone, revealing his smooth chest, with blue jeans. His dark brown hair was a mess--but that was normal, and Wufei only found it very sexy and endearing--and he only had socks on.

"Wufei," he greeted, nodding.

"If I knew it was going to be something special I would have changed," Wufei remarked, frowning in confusion.

"I wanted it to be a surprise," Heero said, shrugging. "Come in."

Wufei nodded and walked pass Heero. He wasn't paying attention and only realized what Heero had done until it was too late. His hair came loose from its usual tight ponytail and fell to his shoulders, brushing them as a few strands blew into his face. He brushed them away and turned around to see Heero tossing the rubberband somewhere.

He was about to open his mouth in protest when Heero grabbed him by the shoulders and turned him around. The Japanese man leaned in close and whispered in his ear, "Just relax. There's something important I want to ask you. Just get comfortable and go into the dining room. I'll be right there." Then he was gone.

Wufei mentally shrugged at his boyfriend's strange behavior and kicked off his shoes. He then walked through the dimly lit apartment to the dining room. He breathed sharply when he saw the whole room lit up by candles with a beautiful dinner laid out on the table. Rose petals were scattered everywhere and there was a handful of red roses tied off with white ribbons lying on a table.

"What do you think?" Heero asked as he came up behind Wufei and wrapped his arms around his love's petite body. He easily enclosed Wufei in his arms, still a bit startled at how small his lover really was. Wufei was so confident and at ease with himself he always seemed more bigger than he really was. Heero was only starting to get used to holding such a seemingly fragile man, although he knew Wufei was as tough as his stubbornness.

"I...I love it, Heero," Wufei breathed as he turned around and smiled shyly at his lover. "It's beautiful. But what's the occasion for?"

"You'll see," Heero whispered as he led Wufei over to the table and pulled out a chair. "Now I know you hate being treated like this but I insist."

Wufei smiled warmly and conceded as he sat down and allowed Heero to push his chair in. Heero walked around him and sat down across from him.

"Heero, tell me what's going on," Wufei said as he gestured to everything around the room. "What is this for? It's not our anniversary yet."

"No, this is for something completely different." Heero stood up again and walked over to Wufei. <I might as well get this over with. I'm too nervous to eat anyway.> He slowly kneeled down on one knee and pulled out a small black box.

Wufei's eyes widened and he blinked in shock as he watched Heero slowly open the box to reveal a beautiful white/gold ring with delicate and very beautiful designs etched into the metal. In small letters where the words 'I love you' written in Japanese and Chinese going around the ring.

"Wufei, will you marry me?" Heero asked tentatively. "I know this might be quick but, Wufei, I love you with all my heart and if you agree to marry me I swear I will always love you. You don't have to be afraid. Just...Please, Wufei. Promise to be my husband."

Wufei looked into Heero's sincere Prussian eyes and swallowed hard. "I don't know..."

"Wufei, I know you love me and I love you just as much. What's wrong?" Heero asked as he sat up a bit and looked Wufei straight in the eye. He reached out and cupped Wufei's cheek with his hand. "I will always take care of you. I love you, Wufei."

"Heero...It's just that...I've married before and it never worked out--"

"That was when you were younger and you two didn't love each other. We do love each other, Wufei. And I think it's time to make this love a little stronger," Heero said honestly.

Wufei was silent as he stared at the ring. Then he looked at Heero. "You're positive about this?"

"Yes, I am," Heero said, nodding.

"Then I'm yours," Wufei said softly, smiling shyly.

Heero grinned happily as he slid the ring on to Wufei's finger before leaning up and capturing his lover's--now fiancé’s--lips for his own. He kissed Wufei deeply before gathering the Chinese man into his arms and standing him. His hands roamed across Wufei's back and he held him tight while parting Wufei's soft lips and delving deeper into the sweet mouth. He smiled as he felt Wufei shyly touched his tongue with his own and pulled himself deeper in the kiss.

They remained like that for a very long time before they finally pulled apart and pressed their foreheads together.

"I love you," Wufei whispered a little breathlessly.

"I love you, too," Heero murmured before he leaned in and began to taste those soft lips again.

~*~

Present time...

The wedding march started up and soon the bride's maids appeared. When they were all lined up across from the men, Wufei appeared with Duo at his arm. The Chinese man looked just slightly irked but the happiness on his face wiped it away without any trouble. They started slowly down the aisle, Wufei looking very handsome in his red robes and Duo looking dashing in his suit, even if the first few buttons *were* undone and the shirt was half way tucked.

Heero smiled as he watched Wufei and Duo slowly walk towards the alter. When they finally reached the alter the priest asked, "Who is giving away the groom?"

"I am," Duo said, nodding as he turned to Wufei and gave him a playful peck on the cheek before taking his place with the other men next to Heero. It had been decided that Duo would give away Wufei, but that also meant he couldn't be best man so Trowa took his place. It wasn't a big thing but he still ended up carrying the ring. It was a whole complicated mess that kind of screwed tradition. But then two Asian men going through a Christian wedding wasn't exactly traditional to begin with so no one cared.

Wufei stepped up to the alter and took his place beside Heero who smiled warmly at his soon-to-be husband before turning his attention to the priest. The ceremony went by easily without any complications except for one little problem. Duo had thought he lost the rings until he found them tucked deep within his pockets. Heero had been ready to kill the American and Wufei was the only one stopping him from spilling blood on their wedding day.

The vows were exchanged with passionate love and sincere promise, and the rings were slid on their rightful fingers. When the priest finally said 'You may kiss the...er..groom' Heero wasted no time in gathering his new husband into his arms and kissing the breath out of him.

The reception was wonderful and everyone ate and danced their hearts out. Duo got drunk and had to be carried to his room by Zechs, and Quatre and Trowa were exhausted to the point of passing out by the time everyone left the ballroom of the Winner mansion where Quatre had insisted the reception be held. Only Wufei and Heero seemed to stay sober and full of energy throughout the whole entire ordeal. They were given many blessings and Wufei was just thankful that no one from his old life had showed up. They would have never approved of his decision to love and marry a man.

Quatre had given them the keys to a cabin out in the woods as a wedding present. Heero and Wufei had already packed the night before and when the reception ended they quickly drove to the cabin, which wasn't as small as it sounded. It was two floors and huge, just like any other Winner estate.

Heero had carried Wufei through the threshold even through the Chinese man's protest and they had fallen into bed, intent on having the best honeymoon ever.

"This has been the most happiest day of my life," Wufei whispered as he cupped Heero's face with both his hands and smiled at his husband.

"I think it has for both of us," Heero agreed as he kissed Wufei gently. "So you don't regret marrying me?" he asked as he gently pushed Wufei back and leaned over him.

Wufei shook his head. "Not at all."

"Good," the Japanese man whispered as he leaned all the way down and began to kiss Wufei gently. His hands trailed down Wufei's sides, finding the sweet ticklish spots and exploiting them merciless. Wufei moaned and cried out as he felt Heero touch him in all those wonderful places.

Heero quickly stripped Wufei of his clothing and smiled happily when he had his husband laid out naked beneath him, hot and completely ready for him. He smiled as he felt Wufei's small hands tug on his clothing, urging him to take them off. Wufei was flushed a rich pink color and he was breathing rapidly, his chest rising and dropping due to the passion burning through his veins. He cried out in shock when he felt Heero's hands on him, caressing him and bringing him closer to the edge.

"Oh, Heero," Wufei groaned as he wrapped his slim legs around his husband's tapered waist and pulled his naked body closer, grinding themselves against each other and increasing the heart shattering pleasure.

Heero moaned as he felt his erection rub and push against Wufei's. He kissed Wufei thoroughly, tasting every single inch of Wufei's mouth before he moved lower and began to suckle and taste his neck. He nipped at the collar bone and reached under Wufei to run his hands down his back, causing him to shiver involuntarily and cry out. He loved the sweet sounds coming from his husband, and he knew he was the one who was doing it all.

"Heero. Yes, Heero," Wufei whispered over and over as he arched and gasped from Heero's wonderful ministrations on his body. Only Heero could ever do this to him, of that he was sure. Only Heero could touch him in the way that made him give way to all his passion and lust.

"Wufei," Heero breathed as he reached Wufei's stomach. He blew a quick raspberry, causing Wufei to laugh and twitch slightly. He grinned as he reached over and untangled Wufei's legs from around himself as he moved even lower till he reached Wufei's firm length. He kissed it gently before quickly taking the whole thing in his mouth.

Wufei nearly screamed as he felt the heat that suddenly surrounded his aching arousal. He arched and gasped in disappointment as Heero held his hips down firmly and began to suck him every so slowly and oh so very, very hard. He whimpered and squeezed his eyes shut as he tried hard not to come right away.

Just when he believed he was going to lose his battle to give into his orgasm Heero's mouth disappeared. He groaned and sighed in relief and disappointment as he laid there, weak and feeling high from the onslaught of pleasure to his system.

Heero leaned over Wufei and reached underneath the pillow where he knew the lubricant cream would be. He smiled when he found the small jar and pulled it out. Wufei watched his husband with half-lidded eyes and smiled as he knew what was to come.

Uncapping the jar, Heero smeared a generous amount of cream on his fingers and capped the cream, and throwing it to the ground. He kissed Wufei deeply before he plunged one finger deep into Wufei's entrance.

"Aaah!!" Wufei cried out against Heero's lips as he clenched at the sudden intrusion. He adjusted to it quickly and pushed down on it. He moaned in pleasure and kissed Heero back.

Heero pulled the finger half way out before adding another finger. Wufei arched and wrapped one leg around Heero's waist and lifted himself off the bed to press himself tightly against Heero's burning length.

"Take me," he pleaded softly as he rubbed himself against Heero in hopes of release. "Heero, take me!"

"As you wish," Heero whispered as he slowly pulled out his fingers before positioning his hard length. He caressed Wufei's bottom before he thrusted forward and buried himself in the tight sheath of his husband.

"Oh, gods," Wufei groaned as he felt the length push inside of him. He cried out and spread himself further to allow Heero a bit more room.

Heero waited until Wufei was adjusted comfortably before he began to thrust in and out slowly, moaning and gasping as he felt the friction between his length and Wufei's hot entrance. He watched as Wufei cried out in pleasure and wrap both his legs around his waist again. Then he pulled Heero close, impaling his lover even deeper inside of him.

"Fuck me," Wufei pleaded.

Heero nodded, kissed Wufei again and then began to thrust hard and faster into Wufei. He tried a few times before he finally found that sweet spot. He smiled when he felt Wufei arch and cry out loudly when he hit that one spot. He changed his angle and thrusted again, hitting the spot again. Then he began to continue his original pace just a little faster and just a little hard, but this time he hit that one pleasure spot over and over again. Wufei screamed and clung to Heero as he begged his lover to take him farther and farther into the depths of pure heaven and pleasure.

Heero quickened his pace until he was just thrusting over and over again with abandon with Wufei's cries to spur him on. He wrapped his hand tightly around Wufei's length and pumped it mercilessly, causing more screams of pleasure to fall from Wufei's sweet lips.

Soon Wufei couldn't take it anymore and came, his hot wet seed spilling over Heero's hand and onto his stomach and thighs. He went limp, caught in Heero's tight embrace as he felt his lover reach completion and spill his thick seed inside of him. He moaned and gasped as he felt Heero's length push deeper inside of him as the wet semen filled him. Yes, this was heaven. This feeling of completion and Heero's seed spilled deep inside of him.

Heero gasped as he released Wufei and dropped down beside his husband. He laid there, panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath and stop the spinning of his head. He had never felt so wonderful in his life. He turned his head and smiled weakly as he watched Wufei struggle to catch his breath as well. He reached out and pulled Wufei close, pushing away the damp strands of black silk as he pressed a tender kiss to Wufei's forehead.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you," Wufei murmured as he snuggled against Heero and closed his eyes. "Always and forever."

"Forever," Heero repeated as he closed his eyes and tightened his hold on Wufei before slowly drifting off.

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Hmm...I think I'm getting better at this lemon thing. *grin* Comments, please!

Started and Finished: February 11, 2001