Disclaimer: I regretfully do not own Gundam Wing. This fic is strictly for entertainment purposes, and I am not making any money from this fic.  So don't sue me.  I don't have any money.

 

A Weekend to Remember

Chapter Seven: Come the Morning

 

The sunlight came in through the window and shined directly into the eyes of the occupant lying in bed.  She groaned and tried to go back to sleep, but it was no use. She was already awake.  She glanced over at the clock, it told her 5:30 in the morning.  This was not good.  How could she wake up this early?  She groaned again not wanting to face the day.  She went to sit up, but as she did her right hand bumped against something in her bed.  She looked to her right, and saw him lying there sound asleep.  Well actually it was her lying there fast asleep, but who's keeping track?  Relena certainly wasn't going to bother with it herself.  As Relena looked down at Heero's sleeping form, she realized why she was the first to awaken.  She was in Heero's body, and Heero's body was set to wake up in the wee hours of the morning.

She could not help but groan a third time, 'Why me?' she thought.

 

As Relena continued to stare down at him, her frown turned into a mischievous smile.  An idea popped in her head.  She knew she would probably regret it later, but she could not help herself.  She will probably never catch him this relaxed and off-guard again.  Relena decided it would be worth it just to see the look on his face.

 

Relena leaned in closer to Heero.  She noticed he was sleeping on his back with his arms resting above his head, which was giving her the perfect opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Heero told her yesterday that he was able to hide the fact that he was somewhat ticklish under his arms, but he had no idea how ticklish her body was.

 

Relena's smile got even bigger.  'Let the games begin.' She mentally repeated to herself.

 

She reached over and began lightly tickling under both of his arms.  Relena right now only wanted to get his attention in order to wake him up.

 

Heero groaned in his sleep and Relena smirked.  She continued to tickle him, but she was no longer being gentle.

 

Heero's eyes suddenly shot open.  'What the hell?' He looked up and saw Relena leaning over him with a wicked smirk on her face, but he did not have time to contemplate how devious she looked. "Hahahaha Relena stop  hahaha this is not f  hahaha funny!"

 

Relena laughed with him as she continued her Heero torture.  "Maybe this will teach you not to underestimate me, Heero Yuy."

 

Heero tried to glare at her, but he could not keep a straight face.  "Rel hahaha  Relena hahaha this is hahaha unnecessary."

 

Heero continued to squirm, kick, and lash out trying his hardest to get away from Relena's tickle fest.  Every time he managed to scoot away, she would be there once again tickling him more. He had to think of something quick.  She almost had him pinned that last time.  He knew if she managed to pin him down that he did not have a chance.  At that point he would be completely at her mercy, and that idea did not appeal to him.

 

He was trying his hardest to remember all that he learned to get him out of situations like this, but he could not keep his thoughts straight because Relena was being relentless.  However, the perfect soldier in him was still far from admitting defeat.

 

Relena had a feeling that Heero was almost at his wits end, but she was not going to let up yet either.

 

Heero saw the look of victory in Relena's eyes, but he still was not willing to give in, no matter how much this was getting to him.

 

"Give up Heero.  You might as well accept the fact that this is one game that you are not going to win."

 

"Never! Relena hahaha I swear to you... hahaha once this is hahaha is all over hahaha..."

 

"Once this is all over, you'll what, Heero?"  Relena continued to relentlessly tickle him as she leaned forward to whispered in his ear.  "I'll let you in on a little secret." She briefly looked up to get a good look at his face.  His eyes were closed and he was holding his breath in order to keep himself under control and not laugh.  Relena leaned back down to finish what she had to say. "I look forward to it."

 

Relena then decided to increase her tickling on him.  Heero once again could not help but burst out laughing.  She had him laughing so hard his eyes were starting to water.

 

"Rele hahaha stop  Hahaha this isn't funny anymore hahaha  STOP!"

 

*BAMM*

 

He yelled the last word just as he thrashed making a last ditch effort to break free.  Relena at the same time decided he had, had enough and let go.

 

Relena looked over the edge of the bed and could not help the laughter that came because of the

sight before her eyes.  Heero was sprawled out face-first on the hard floor.

 

Heero groaned.  This was not going to be a good day.  To start the morning off, he was woken up to Relena's idea of fun.  Then he fell out of the bed.  Now his nose hurt.  And to top it all off, Relena was laughing at him.  'Please no more.' He begged whoever could be listening to his silent thoughts.

 

He slowly stood up.  He glared over at Relena as he saw her rolling on the bed laughing her head off at his expense.  Heero decided he was not in the mood to say anything else so he stormed off towards the bathroom.

 

Relena saw his storming off and decided to have a little more fun.  After all what goes around comes around.  "Where are you going?" She innocently asked.

 

"If you must know, I would like some peace and quiet.  So I'm going take a long hot bath.  Not that it is really any of your business."

 

"Actually, in case you have forgotten, it is my business since you are still in my body.  I seem to recall you having a cow over a bar of soap, so I believe I'm entitled to my opinion as well."

 

Heero knew she was right, but he would never tell her that.  It was best for him to use Relena's stuff, no matter how flowery it made his smell.  He did not like that thought, but there was nothing he could do about it.

 

"Fine princess.  Which bar of soap is it that you wish me to use?" He asked his tone dripping with sarcasm.  It was his way of letting her know he was not very happy with her at the moment, and he figured he would ruffle her feathers a little bit as well.  He knew she hated it when the people closest to her became formal with her.  She saw all the formality as a way of putting on airs.  She knew most of the aristocrats and politicians that were overly formal and polite to her face would mock her behind her back.  That is the reason she hated formality with friends.  She wanted her friends to be honest with her and love her for being Relena not for her title or position.

 

Relena knew Heero was trying to aggravate her like she did him, so she did not let it get to her. Besides, a part of her knew she deserved the comment.

 

"Well, since you are so kind to ask." She said smiling at him. "I would really appreciate it if you would wash my hair. Oh, and be sure to use the strawberry conditioner on the side of the tub."

 

Heero mentally cringed, but showed nothing on the outside.  "Strawberry?"

 

"Yes.  It's my favorite."  She got up off the bed and walked over toward him.  "It makes my hair very soft." She lightly told him as she stood before him.

 

Heero gulped.  He loved the soft feel of Relena's hair.  He suddenly had a vision of Relena straddling him and her soft hair brushing over the two of them as she leaned over to give him a kiss.

 

Heero shook his head.  No. He was not going to let her get to him.

 

"Fine." He replied in the best monotone his could muster considering he was replying with Relena's voice.

 

He turned around to walk away since he felt enough had been said.  But Relena had other ideas.

 

"Oh, by the way"

 

Heero stopped and glanced at her over his shoulder.  "What now?"

 

"I once heard a guy say that if he ever had breasts he'd never leave home."  She said with a smirk and Heero glared at her, but she still continued.  "Now I know this is a stretch, but try not to linger when you wash certain places." Heero continued to glare at her because he knew what she was trying to do.

 

"All I ask is that you are gentle." She finished with a huge smile.

 

'Damn her for trying to turn the tables on me.' Heero thought as he looked at her wicked smile. 'Well, it is not going to work.' He silently declared to himself.

 

Heero scowled at her one last time then stalked into the bathroom shutting the door behind him.

 

Relena whistled as she walked back toward the bed. 'Sometimes life proves very interesting indeed.'

 

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Catherine slowly opened her eyes.  She stretched to wake herself up a little more, but as she did so, she not only felt the armed draped over her side and the hand lying on her stomach, her hand bumped into something behind her.  She glanced over shoulder and saw blonde hair.  She smiled.  He looked ever cuter when he slept, if it was at all possible for him to get any cuter in her opinion.  He was so sweet too, always thinking of everyone else before himself.  She rolled over, being extra careful not to wake him up.  She wanted to get a better look at him as he slept.  Her hand absently moved to play with his hair.  She moved a strand away his face.  Catherine smiled again.  She remembered the night before as he tried to convince her that the couch was comfortable for him to sleep on.

 

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"Cathy, I'll be fine.  The couch is not that bad.  I was sitting on the couch earlier, and it was quite comfortable.  So stop worrying about me."

 

"Quatre Raberba Winner." She said very calmly but there was firmness to her voice as well.

 

'Uh-oh.  She said all three names.  This cannot be good.  Every time one of my sisters does that, it means nothing but trouble for me.'  Quatre thought to himself as he watched Catherine tap her foot.

 

Catherine's face softened when she saw the worried look on Quatre's face. 'He's so considerate with everyone except himself, but I'm not going to let him get away with it tonight.  The bed is big enough for both of us, and I can trust him with my life.  So there is really no reason for him to sleep on that damn couch.'

 

"Quatre, do you know that you are sometimes too kind for words?"

 

"I've been told that." He said with a sheepish grin.  "But I just-"

 

His words were cut short as Catherine stepped closer and put her finger up to his lips.  Her action surprised him at first and his eyes got a little bigger as he looked down at her.  He tried to speak again, but she shook her head.

 

Her eyes softened even more as she looked up at him, and she almost blushed when she felt him lightly grab hold of her wrist. "Quatre, you are the sweetest and cutest guy I know, and I don't want you be uncomfortable just because you don't want me to be."  He tried to speak up again, but Catherine once again shook her head.  "You don't have to worry about me feeling uncomfortable Quatre.  I trust you, and I know we can both sleep in that bed.  Therefore, you cannot give me any good reason to let you have a miserable night on that couch over there."

 

Quatre finally nodded his agreement, and looked down at her with tenderness and understanding clearly present in his eyes.  Catherine continued to stare up at him trying to express all she felt for him through her own eyes. (1)

 

Quatre removed her finger from his lips.  "Ok, Cathy, you win." He said with a smirk.

 

Catherine smiled brightly as she looked up at him.  "I knew you'd eventually see it my way." She said teasingly.  Then she stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him on his cheek. Quatre's cheeks turned a faint shade of pink and Catherine's smile got bigger.  "You're really cute when you blush, you know that?" Her comment caused that faint shade of pink to turn red.

 

Catherine laughed a little at his reaction. "I'm sorry Quatre I didn't mean to make you redder."

 

He could only respond with an embarrassed grin.

 

"Well, I'll leave you alone for a little bit. I'm gonna go take my bath now."  She walked toward the bathroom, but she stopped and glanced over her shoulder at him when she got to the door.  He was just staring at her with a dazed expression on his face.  Catherine smiled and winked at him.  Something must have registered in his head because he responded in kind with his own adorable smile.  She then walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind her.

 

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Catherine continued to smile as she watched Quatre sleep.  A part of her wanted to wake him up, but the other part of her did not want to disturb his peaceful slumber.  He looked so innocent and calm in slumber, and she absently wondered if the other pilots were like that.  All of them were so hardened on the outside from battle.  Yes, she could tell that even Quatre had a hardened exterior to hide his pain from the war.  He tried to hide it through his politeness, just like Duo hid behind his playfulness and Trowa through a stoic expression, but she sometimes caught the saddened look in each of their eyes.  Quatre was no different in that aspect from the rest of the pilots.  He just had a different way of coping with his pain and worries.

 

As she continued to watch him sleep, Catherine vowed that he would no longer have to deal with it alone.  She would see to that.  She wanted to see this peaceful expression more often, and she was not going to get it by making him go to bed early.

 

She smirked at that thought.  Her, a circus performer making one of the renowned Gundam pilots go to bed early.  Well, she is a knife throwing circus performer.  It could happen.

 

Catherine heard him groan in his sleep, which brought her out of her thoughts.  She then realized he might get embarrassed when he woke up and found out how they ended up in their sleep last night, but she was not worried about that at the moment.  She just wanted to enjoy his warmth while she could.

 

She glanced over at the clock.  It was only a little after six.  They still had a while until they had to leave which meant she did not have to get up so she snuggled in closer to Quatre.

 

Quatre woke up when he felt movement.  He looked down and saw the top of Catharine's head snuggled into his chest.  He smiled at the sight.  It was then that he also realized that he was on her side of the bed.  He could only shake his head in disbelief. 'I never move around in my sleep.  I wonder what got into me last night?' He thought to himself. He then look down at the redhead in his arms and he knew he just asked himself a stupid question.  He could only smirk at himself.

 

He glanced at the clock.  Once he saw that they had plenty of time before it was time to leave, he knew he was not getting up any time soon.

 

He kissed the top of her head then pulled her closer to him.  Quatre laid his head back down on the pillow.  He wanted to continue with the most peaceful sleep he had ever had in his life with the lovely woman in his arms.

 

Catherine smiled when she felt Quatre kiss her and pull her closer.

 

Both of them slowly drifted back to sleep.

 

Ok, another brief disclaimer.  My title for this chapter, Come the Morning, is also the title of the first romance novel I ever read. I thought it fit for the chapter, so I used the same title.  I sincerely hope that Shannon Drake, a.k.a. Heather Graham, does not mind I really did not steal any story ideas from her.  All I did was borrow a title for my chapter. I'll return it when I'm done with it. ^_^

 

(1) There you have it. My response to the fanfic challenge issued by Star Lioness a couple months ago.  It is based on a fanart by Dragon Star called Shush.  I hope you liked it.  ^_^

 

I know this is later than what I told some of you.  It has been a bad week, and I've just now been able to sit down to type this chapter.  Yes, I know it is shorter than my normal chapters, but once again I figured everyone would want to read what I have rather than wait longer for what I originally intended to be in the chapter.

 

As for those of you who are wondering why this chapter is so late and short, it is because a very good friend of mine's father died this week.  I not only wanted to be there for her and her family, but I just couldn't put myself in the right mood to type a comedy.  I hope it turned out okay, and that you enjoyed this chapter as much as the other ones.

 

I also think I want to type a short fic before I type the next chapter, so I don't know how long it will take for chapter eight to get posted. I hope it will be sooner than later, but first I think I want to type angst. Ack! Angst coming from a carebear. But please don't fret.  I'm not talking about angst-depressing. I want to write an angst-sentimental.  I want to dedicate it to my friend and her family.  Would anybody read angst from a carebear?  I've never written angst before, so I guess we'll just have to see how it turns out.

 

Since I don't know when I'll get to finish chapter eight, I give you a brief synopsis.

 

In chapter eight:

Heero is going to learn that paybacks are hell, and the group is going to arrive at Preventer HQ for Lady Une's mandatory meeting. And *drums roll* one of the most anticipated scenes will come to life. UUUUUUUhhhhhhhhhhh! I wonder what it could be. MWAHAHA! I guess you'll just have to wait and see. I know I'm probably being cruel, but I don't care b/c I'm not telling you what it is.  ^_^ *whistles innocently*

 

Well, I just want to say thanks again for all the encouraging reviews.  I'm so excited that so many of you like my fic. *blushes* Some of you have the most incredible comments and I'm beyond flattered. Thank you all so much for your kind words. It means a lot to me.  ^_^

 

Well, until next time.

 

Bye!

Carebear