| Lets see I only have three series that I need to finish now, Mail Order Heero, Tenshi child/Dragon child and The perfect pet! ^_^;; Disclaimers: I only own the plot and my muse� I wish I owned the boys but if wishes were horses then Yaoi fan girls would watch the ride. Rating: PG Pairings: 2+1, 3X4, 5XM Warnings: AU, um yaoi, het, cross-dressing. Mail Order Heero 2/? For Duo's sixteenth birthday, his friends had bought him an appointment at the colonization office. At sixteen, he was a legal adult so they said it was time for him to think about settling down and starting a family. After all that's where Wufei met his wife Meiran. He didn't have the heart to tell them he wasn't interested in marriage or anyone. In fact, he always thought if he got lonely, he could hook up with a cutie like Trowa did with Quatre. But considering the fact they had all chipped in a quarter of their month's salaries to buy him an appointment the least he could do was go. Feeling uncomfortable in the suit he had borrowed from Trowa Duo shifted in the rickety wooden chair as the lady behind the desk read his files with a slight frown and twirled a strand of bubble gum pink hair on her finger. The neon overheads caused scary lines to appear on her face it reminded Duo of sister Ayako at the orphanage. "Well your awfully young Mr. Maxwell, most of our brides are older then you by a decade." Seeing an opportunity to get out of this without hurting his friends he carefully schooled his face into a frown. "I'm afraid that's a bit too mature for me I want to marry someone younger then me." With that, he started to stand the fresh taste of freedom in his mouth. "Wait! I said most not all. You are very lucky you were my first appointment today or I guarantee she would already have been snatched up. Just this morning I got files on seven new brides. One of them Heero Yuy is seven months younger then you. Her guardian gave permission since she is an orphan." Sitting back down with a sigh Duo disinterestedly took the folder offered and almost swallowed his tongue. All thoughts of freedom died a quick death as he stared at her picture. Those sullen yet sad cobalt eyes and that pouty mouth, she looked like some one had molded her out of all his secret dreams about the perfect girl. More importantly, she was an orphan like him. Just the thought of anyone else touching her burned him. Heero was his. "She's perfect." "Good I'll get the papers. Until you have the money for her shuttle ticket, half of your paycheck will automatically be sent for her upkeep. And the�" TBC? Feedback! Feedback! I crave, love, adore and am addicted to the lovely stuff! Places to find my Fics: http://www.bishonen.ishandsome.com http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=84147 http://blbgw.homestead.com/Home.html http://www.geocities.com/zerog_1x2/0-gstart.html If ya like my stuff enough to host it I'll say okay just please send my the site addy ^_~ |