Jess: Tell me again why I have to write THREE chapters (of different stories) all at once…

Duo: Because you went on vacation for Thanksgiving and Nuriko ran amok with the stories you have planned together?

Heero: Because she’s a sadist?

Nuri: Because I was bored and I wrote to pass the time away?

Jess: Grr…

Heero: You know, you would have only had to deal with Lunar Symphony and the Different Lives if NURIKO hadn’t made it so that you had to write the Epilogue…

Jess: … hey… you’re right…

Heero: See? Sadist.

Nuri: I’m gonna get you for that, Hee-chan!

Duo: But you ARE a Sadist, Nuri-chan.

Nuri: That’s not the point, Duo… or maybe it is…

Heero: You can’t do ANYTHING to me any more because this story is finished and you don’t have a say on me in Different Lives! *looks very smug*

Nuri: *in a sing-song voice* But I can still mess with you in Lunar Symphony…

Heero: Hn.

Jess: Okay…. Time to get this epi written. Oh! By the way… warnings include me being nice to Relena-

Relena: YAY!

Jess (continues):… misuse of food, and possible squick because of it. Oh yeah: edited for FFN

Heero-Ella

Epilogue

In the royal bedchamber three figures could be seen snuggled under the rich crimson sheets. The room was dim and the last traces of sunlight filtered through the heavy crushed velvet curtains.

“Are you ready to abdicate the throne, Love?” a smooth voice whispered from the bed and rustling of sheets could be heard. Strands of golden hair caught the dying light from the window as Zechs found a comfortable position on the far right of the bed.

“As ready as I can be…” Treize’s smooth voice answered as he hugged Zechs closer to himself.

“Duo is a good leader. He’s been raised to take over this position since birth… Do not doubt his skills, my lord,” a third voice interjected. Wufei’s ebony hair now loose from it’s bindings, fanned out across the pillow and Treize’s shoulder.

Treize laughed quietly, “I do not doubt my son, Dragon. He will be a fine leader.”

The three then became quiet and snuggled closer to each other, Treize could now rest in the arms of his lovers knowing that there was someone to carry the burden of running a kingdom in his wake.

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Relena looked up from where she was buttering some toast in the kitchen. Now that her mother and sister were gone, the house felt huge and empty, so she was startled when there was a knocking at her door. Relena placed the butter knife down and smoothed out her pale blue dress to answer the door.

“Lady Relena, I presume?” a woman in a military uniform asked. Relena nodded dumbly. “May I come in?”

She let the woman inside and showed her to the tidy living room. The strange woman accepted an offer of tea, then went straight onto business.

“Miss Relena, I was sent here on behalf of his majesty, King Duo and his consort, Lord Heero. It has come to the attention of the crown that you were directly involved in the events preceding the birthday ball of our newly crowned king-”

“But I-” Relena tried to defend herself, but was promptly cut off.

“Miss Relena, let me finish. As I was saying, you have been connected to the events following the ball. Although the crown has it on very good sources that you did little to help Lord Heero, you were also the person who informed the crown of his whereabouts. For this, the crown has sent me to thank you and give you this-” the woman handed her a parcel she had been holding, urging her to open it.

“For your services, I am here to present you with the title to the house and lands that were previously under your mother’s name and you have earned a title of your own merit; you are no longer a lady because your mother married a lord; the king has proclaimed it so. In addition, a bank account has been opened in your name with those funds available to you,” the woman indicated the six-figure number printed on a card, “use it wisely.”

Relena blinked in shock, she couldn’t believe what was going on. Had she known she’d be commended like this for helping Heero, she’d have done so from the beginning. She shook her head, all that mattered now was that Heero was happy. She smiled a little, “Thank you, miss…?”

“Countess Dorothy Catolona. I saw you were absent when your mother and sister were sentenced, so I asked my cousin what had become of you. He told me that he was planning on rewarding you, so I volunteered in giving you the good news.” Dorothy smiled and took Relena’s hand in hers, bringing it up to kiss the dainty knuckles, “After all… how could I pass up a chance to see such a lovely creature when the opportunity presents itself?”

Relena gulped and blushed in the most lady-like way she could manage, “Me?”

Dorothy smiled, “Would you join me for dinner, Miss Relena? I would really like to get to know you better…”

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“Mother! How could you let them do this to us?!” Hilde huffed as she hauled a huge bag of dirty laundry from the east wing into the laundry room.

“Me? If you had done your job and made the prince fall in love with you like you were supposed to, we’d be sitting in the lap of luxury now!” Une dumped her dirty laundry load on the floor to sort out the clothes.

“And Relena! What a little traitor! She sold us out!!”

“Will you two get to work?!” the overseer yelled at them.

“We’re having a conversation!” Une spat out.

The overseer got an evil glint in her eyes as she thought over the workload she’d give those two as punishment for their insolence.

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“Trowa?” Quatre called quietly. He and Trowa were in one of Quatre’s rooms in the palace and since Trowa became a lord, they had very little time to themselves.

“What is it, love?” Trowa opened one eye and gazed at his petite lover. Spending most of the night playing dress-up last night and then with all of today’s activities - from the wedding to Une and Hilde’s sentencing, to dealing with the nobles and arranging a quiet wedding night for the newlyweds had taken a lot out of him. He felt bad for dozing off on Quatre’s bed, but he’d only slept for about thirty minutes, so he didn’t feel all that bad about it.

“Trowa… I wanted to talk about something important with you….” Quatre sat down on the edge of the bed, then ran his fingers through Trowa’s soft hair.

“You know you can talk about anything with me, little one,” Trowa said, propping himself up on an elbow, regarding Quatre seriously.

Quatre took a breath and pulled a little box out of his coat pocket, “I’ve been thinking about this a lot… even before Duo gave you a lordship…” He opened the little black satin box to show Trowa a gold band with an Arabic symbol overlaying a “W” just under the clear amber stone. “Will you marry me, Trowa? This is the Winner Family Crest, and I’d be honored if you accepted and joined my family.”

Quatre couldn’t help but hold his breath as Trowa stared at the ring for a full minute. When he rolled away and grabbed his own discarded coat jacket, Quatre felt his heart crumble.

“I was hoping you’d do me the honor of marrying me…” Quatre turned to see Trowa kneeling before him with a golden band waiting for him on a bed of black velvet in a red box. The band was plain but on the inside, the words “Forever and always, Love Trowa” engraved carefully. It was the most beautiful thing Quatre had ever seen.

“Of course I’ll marry you!” Quatre said as he jumped on Trowa, kissing him soundly. They separated and exchanged rings then settled together in bed, knowing that they had a full life ahead of them.

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Heero sat nervously on the large bed. The sheets were softer than any he’d ever felt before and dyed an indigo color. His friends had indicated that tonight, they were to be uninterrupted which only helped to intensify Heero’s nervousness. He had been helped when he showered so that his skin smelled and even tasted vaguely of vanilla. At the moment, he was now dry and extremely nervous after being put naked into bed and had the servants artfully arrange the sheets to accent his toned body. The lights had also been dimmed to add to the mood and a sweet aphrodisiac vanilla scented incense was lit and burning by the cracked window.

Heero stretched his tense muscles. He’d never done anything like this before and now he was married and on his marriage bed. He couldn’t believe this was happening to him, furthermore, he couldn’t believe he was acting like a nervous virgin (which he was).

“Heero… You look… exquisite…” Heero jumped a little as he heard Duo’s voice purr. Duo walked out of the shadows to where Heero could see that his pale, slim body was covered with only a black silk robe. Duo carefully untied the sash and let the silk flow to the soft carpet, exposing himself to his husband.

Heero took a sharp intake of breath, letting his eyes wander down his husband’s body. Duo was beautiful…

“I’ve wanted you since I first laid eyes on you, Heero…” Duo said as he crawled onto the bed. He ran his fingers along Heero’s exposed hip, making the young man shiver. “Do you have any idea what it feels like to lie in this big cold bed every night wishing that you were laying naked beside me?” Duo’s hand traveled down Heero’s smooth leg, caressing the soft sensitive skin of his inner thigh. He then moved his exploring fingers to Heero’s taught abdomen, feeling each muscle of his well-defined torso. “Are you scared, Hee-chan?”

By now, Heero’s eyes were closed, taking in every sensation that Duo’s fingers provided. His hands fisted in the sheets as the hands caressed sensitive areas of his skin, but nodded slightly when Duo required an answer from him.

“Don’t be afraid of me, Hee-chan… I won’t hurt you.” Duo then leaned in and kissed Heero’s rosy lips, nearly drowning in the sweetness of his mouth.

Heero tentatively placed a hand at Duo’s side and began his own exploration. His hands wandered up Duo’s strong back, along his hard abs, then down the smooth skin of his bottom. Duo moaned softly and began kissing Heero’s neck, pleasantly surprised at the taste of vanilla on his skin. He began excitedly licking and nipping at Heero’s skin, his tongue roaming every surface he could. How anyone had found out that the taste of vanilla drove him crazy he’d never know. All Duo cared about at that point was that Heero tasted like heaven and his hormones were begging for more.

“You’re mine, Heero,” Duo growled possessively as he nibbled on a nipple, causing Heero to gasp. “Say it,” he scraped his teeth along the sensitive bud again, causing Heero to moan.

“I’m yours…” Heero whispered.

Duo reached down and squeezed Heero’s erection, making him shout in painful pleasure, “ I can’t hear you…”

“I’m Yours!” he gasped and Duo once again leaned in to devour his sweet mouth.

“That’s better.” Duo nuzzled his neck as he continued to lick his skin, “I’m a possessive bastard, Hee-chan… I guess being a prince has made me spoiled…” he flipped Heero over to lie on his stomach, “Hold on to the bed frame, Hee-chan.”

Heero obediently raised his arms to hold on to one of the bars on the headboard, stretching his body out. Duo pulled his legs apart and proceeded to pour warmed blueberries in sugar on his lower back. He then grabbed a can of whipped cream and sprayed a nice little heart to surround the sugary berries.

“You really are good enough to eat, Hee-chan…” Duo settled himself between Heero’s legs and began to lick the berry glaze and cream from his smooth skin. He dipped his fingers into the sugary mess and traces likes down Heero’s ass which he quickly lapped up, causing Heero to moan and squirm against the sheets. Duo smirked as he was finishing up with his desert and leaned down lower, spreading Heero with his fingers. Before Heero had a chance to register what Duo was doing, he felt a warm slickness travel down his crack, followed by another type of warmth that quickly lapped up the original.

Heero lay panting, his muscles straining as Duo licked him in places he’d never even allow a doctor to see, let alone touch. He couldn’t help but cry and make the most erotic noises Duo had ever heard.

Duo flipped Heero over once more and came face to face with Heero’s straining erection. He smirked and swallowed Heero to the hilt, making the other boy practically sit up, gripping the sheets with one hand and Duo’s hair with the other.

“DUO! PLEASE!!” Heero cried.

Duo smirked and pulled away from Heero. He had effectively distracted Heero while he stretched him: first with his tongue, then while he sucked on Heero’s length. Heero slumped back onto the pillows, his body heated with a sheen of sweat coating his skin. His member was thick and swollen; painful, no doubt.

“Tell me what you want, Hee-chan…”

“Please,” Heero whimpered, “Take me…”

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Duo POV

I smiled. Heero was bordering on overload and if I pushed him any more, he’d feel bad that he came too soon. Fortunately for the both of us, I wasn’t in much better condition after tasting Heero’s skin and the scent of vanilla wafting through the air.

I lifted his legs gently and placed them on my shoulders as I maneuvered myself to Heero’s entrance. I leaned in, kissing him deeply and taking his hands in my own as I pushed forward. We both moaned as I penetrated him and panted as I worked my way inside him. Gods he was tight. I waited long moments before he finally relaxed enough for me to be able to move.

With hands clenched tightly, we began rocking our bodies, trying to find a pace. I leaned into his neck and smelled the vanilla on his skin even more, causing me to buck harder and faster. Heero moaned and yelled as I hit his sweet spot over and over again. His fingers caused imprints in my knuckles and I was pretty sure I’d have them bruised by morning, but the scent of vanilla riding in the air and the taste lingering on his skin drove me further.

I pounded him so hard that the frame of my four poster bed started to shake and bang against the wall as I licked and sucked at his neck. Soon, I felt Heero’s back arch off the bed, pressing his body tighter against mine and causing him to nearly fold himself in half, followed by a shout accompanied by wetness against my chest and an incredible tightness around my length. His inner walls clenched at me, milking me until I too came and collapsed onto the bed.

Panting, I extracted myself from Heero’s welcoming body and snuggled with him, pulling the sheets around us.

“I love you, Hee-chan…” I whispered

“Love you too, koi…” he whispered back.

I smiled and hugged him to my chest. I was drifting to sleep when I heard his soft sleep-laden voice whisper, “and they all lived happily ever after…the end…”

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“Trowa?”

“Mm?”

“Do you think Duo enjoyed the vanilla?”

“Mmph…”

“His diar- I mean journal said that he got really turned on with it…”

Trowa cracked open an eye and stared at Quatre, “and how would you know that, love?”

Quatre shrugged as he snuggled in Trowa’s embrace, “Growing up with so many sisters means I got really good at locating, reading, and replacing diaries without them knowing about it.”

Trowa laughed and kissed his koi goodnight, “I’m sure they’ll let you know.”

OWARI!!

Jess: The end! I hope you enjoyed

Nuriko: I don’t think we’re going to get our bishies out of those beds any time soon…

Jess: I know, but that means that they’ll willingly be led into any trap we set for them later on. With the promise of lemons, they’ll do anything!

Nuriko: Ooh! I taught you well!

Nuriko/Jess: Until our next story, Ja matta ne!!