One Wild Night

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Title: One Wild Night
Author: The Ever-Hentai Shin-Chan
Date: 02/23/01
Warnings: 3x1, 2+4+6, 5+13, R+D, C+S, Limey, slightly OOC
Archive: "Murphy", anyone else that wants to
My response to a 3x1 fanfic challenge.... Inori-sama help me now...

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(Lyrics)
"Speech"
'Thoughts'
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(It's a hot night, the natives are restless
(We're sweating by the light of the moon
(There's a voodoo mojo brewing at the go-go
(That could knock a witch off her broom)

I look down at him, his flushed face seemingly ethereal in the pale moonlight. Smiling, I run a hand over his sweat-sheened, war-scarred shoulder. He looks up at me, Prussian eyes gleaming as he pulls my face closer to his, kissing me lightly. With all the scars he looks like a fallen angel, 'My fallen angel...' The though works it's way through my mind as flashes of the night accompany it...

(We slither on in and shed our skin
(Make our way into the bump and grind
(So I'm passing by, she gives me the eye
(So I stop to give her a light)

"A party? At Quatre's? This is unusual," I mutter, turning the invitation over. Catherine, still in her circus outfit, smiles at me, "Don't worry, Trowa, I'm sure it'll be fun?"
Still doubting the 'fun-ness' of this and the outfit Catherine practically shoved me into, I cautiously work my way though the crowded room, thinking to myself, 'This is so unlike Quatre. I wonder what got into him?₍₁₎' Before I could finish contemplating that point, someone hugs me tightly from behind, giggling. I squirm free, turning to see Duo, grinning misgiviously. I blink at Duo, or more precisely the nearly paint on black leather pants, loose deep orchid poet's top, long, unbound, semi-wavy chestnut hair pulled back in a loose ponytail, and the glittering gold cross hanging over his nearly bare chest with matching gold stud earrings. Snickering, he pulls me along towards a back room, "Come on Tro! The other's are already back there!" Shrugging, I follow him, my eyes drifting towards his ass, I smirk slightly, 'Maybe this won't be as much of a bore as I thought....'

The sight that greeted me nearly knocked me off my feet. The meeting room's large bay windows shed a fading glow to the room, highlighting the figures with a warm sepia glow. Quatre, dressed similarly to Duo except with brown pants, deep blue shirt, and no cross, smiles, jumping up from Zechs' lap, "Trowa! I knew you'd be here!" Speechless, my eyes wander over the others in the room. Zechs, clad only in loose white pants and an unbuttoned dress shirt that seemed to simply yell "Quatre", smirks at the slight Arab's commentary to Duo about my outfit. It wasn't Zechs that left me speechless it was Hiiro. The stoic Japanese pilot was leaning against the window, watching me. I find myself fighting down a blush as he walks over to me, the stunning cobalt eyes running over my body. My mind blank as his hand brushes against my cheek, "You look... good."

(Havin' as much fun as you can in your clothes
(Margarita had me feelin' alright
(It just might be that I found religion
(I've been on my knees for half the night)

He grabs me abound the waist, pulling me closer on the impromptu dance floor. 'He looks so... sexy in that outfit.' The black, molded sleeveless shirt under the navy mess shirt emphasized his great body. Unconsciously my hand slips down, squeezing his ass lightly. I feel him against me, his breath whispering against m neck and suddenly find myself fighting down a deep blush. He brushes a hand lightly down my back and chuckles lowly, "I see you like my outfit too..." I can tell that my face is definitely red now as I let out a strangled, "Y-yea..." He smiles, surprising me yet again and pulls my face closer to his, "Good." Without warning, he presses his lips to mine, kissing me soundly.

(Then I'm rolling the bones with Jimmy 'no dice'
(Gonna take him for a couple weeks' pay
(Man, if you loose this roll I take your girlfriend home
(So I stopped
(But you're not gonna believe who comes walking out)

We hear giggling to our right, with a few catcalls thrown in for good measure. Both of us turn to them, and I feel myself blushing again as I see Quatre, Duo and Zechs, all three of whom are cracking up at our looks. Hiiro shakes his head, purposely leaning into me, "Dameda, baka-tachi₍₂₎." Duo snickers, then grins even wider at a whispered comment by Zechs. Grabbing the smaller blonde he wanders over to a closet. I hear Hiiro grumble something as I watch in shock as Duo and Quatre yank open the closet door and a tumble of dark and light blonde bodies fall out. Relena yelps as Dorothy elbows her as she tries to get up. Snickering, Hiiro guides us off towards a balcony, "It should be... quieter here." He looks up at me, his normally shielded eyes bared to me. Leaning down, I kiss him tenderly, opening myself to him.

(One Wild Night ((Blinded by the moonlight))
(One Wild Night ((24 hours of midnight))
(One Wild Night ((I stepped into the twilight zone
((And she left my heart with vertigo))
(One Wild Night ((Hey, C'est la vie))
(One Wild Night ((Welcome to the party))
(One Wild Night ((Life is for the living so
((You gotta live it up, come on let's go))
(One wild, one wild, one wild, one wild night!)

He curls his arms around me as I run my fingers through his unruly dark hair. We pull apart slightly, looking deeply into each other’s eyes. Quietly I venture, "Hiiro, I... I think I really like you..." He blinks his dark cobalt eyes, then smiles, "I know I, really like you too." I pull him into a tight hug, burying my face in his hair, savoring the musky gun-power scent. Gently, he traces patterns on my back through the thin silk shirt as he kisses down my neck.
A thud closely followed by yelp and giggling drifts out to us. Curiosity gets the better of me as I glance back inside, "I wonder what that was." He shrugs as Quatre pops his head out of the door, "Hey guys, you wanna play Twister with us?" I hesitate, not entirely trusting the American, European, or the Arab to play nicely but, Hiiro just nods. Nearly sighing I ask, "Who all's playing?" The little blonde just grins and shrugs. I shoot the Japanese boy a wary glance. The blonde catches this and snickers, "C'est la vie!₍₃₎ " Faintly I hear Hiiro snickering with him.

Smirking at the American's current victims', Wufei's and Trieze's, positions, which prompted Duo and Quatre to start laughing so hard they couldn't spin the dial, I gently tighten my arms around Hiiro, slightly amused. 'It's truly amazing at what, and in some cases whom, others have been hiding.' My gaze sweeps around the room, watching the various couples. I don't know what surprises me more, the fact the Wufei and Treize have been rendezvous-ing for nearly a year now, or that my dear sister, Catherine has been seeing Sally for close to a year and a half without my notice. Snickering as the Twister victims' fall, I'm suddenly dragged out to the mat by Duo as Zechs and Quatre grab Hiiro.
As the game progresses, I end up having to lean over him as he leans back. I can feel my already tight pants tightening in response to his closeness. Quatre calls out the next command and I find myself wondering if he even spun the dial. We both end up reaching for the same dot but collide midway, causing both of us to fall. I land atop him, my face near inches from his now flushed one. I can hear the laugher and catcalls at us as I blush deeply, already rolling off of him.

(One Wild Night ((Blinded by the moonlight))
(One Wild Night ((24 hours of midnight))
(One Wild Night ((I stepped into the twilight zone
(For One Wild Night ((Hey, C'est la vie))
(One Wild Night ((Welcome to the party))
(One Wild Night ((Life is for the living so))
(All we've got is one wild night!)

Saying I want some fresh air, I step out onto the back porch, looking up at the bright, full moon. Someone, Hiiro, slips his arms around my waist, pressing his cheek against my shoulder. I turn to him and notice the faint bulge in his loose, black pants. He holds me slightly tighter as he huskily murmurs, "thought so," pressing his lips to my neck, kissing softly. My hands slip down his back, pulling the mesh shirt off and gently caressing his back. Bending down, I press my lips to his, unconsciously pushing him gently against the wall as I lean into him. His hands slip up my shirt, gently tracing the thin scars on my back. Pulling back slightly, our noses bumping against each other. As he leans into me, I can feel his hardness press against my thigh. I pull his sleeveless off, caressing his strong chest and shoulders. Teasingly he runs his fingers around the top of my jeans, lightly caressing my skin. He groans lowly as I press my hand against his groin, squeezing gently.

(One wild night
(One wild night
(One wild night
(One wild night
(One wild night blinded by the moonlight
(One wild night 24 hours of midnight
(One wild night stepped into the twilight zone
(One wild, one wild, one wild, one wild night!)

Quatre leans against Duo, twining his arms around the American's shoulders, "Told you it would work." Duo glances at him then back to the two exploring each other on the patio, "I guess you're right... damn..." The slight blonde leers at him, "Now, shall we go see about our little 'bet'?" Duo grumbles something then squacks indignatly as Zechs hoists him over his shoulder, taking him upstairs. The Arab giggles at the American'd upside-down glare then follows them enthusiasticly.

Owari!

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heheheheehehehe
* wanders off to work on her 10 fanfics in the 'yet undone category' *

Notes:
(1)I wonder what THAT could be….
(2)Literally "Shut up, idiots"
(3)Just poking fun at Tro... I still say he's French…..
~*~Shin-chan~*~