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"Wolf Pack"Written By: Emerald Pillow Pairings: 1x2x1, 3x4 Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, humor, angst um...I think
that's all...OH YEAH! *slaps her forehead* Totally AU, and language
(Duo can never swear enough) Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, but you can
try to sue me, but all you'll get is a cat with a half mask like Trowa
(But, her name is Duo...) Comments: The idea of the bar thing and what the
bartenders do came from the movie Coyote Ugly, but with a little twist.
Everything else is original (I hope). Um, the only G-boys name used
in the story is Quatre's the rest have other names to go with the
story. Dingo is Duo, Coyote is Heero, Hyena is Wu Fei, Jackel is Trowa.
All the guys are pretty much in character, so you should be able to
tell them apart. Hope you enjoy it! ^-^ Rating: NC 17
Part 2 Soft music drifted from the speakers overhead in the
small restaurant. The restaurant was almost completely empty. Only
the chef, the waitress, and two people were there. The chef was leisurely
cleaning the grill. The waitress was trading her change for bills
from the register. It was a clam and relaxed atmosphere to be four
in the morning. Katrina looked over at her brother. Quatre was aimlessly
swirling a French fry in ketchup. He had been doing so for the pass
five minutes. "Quatre, are you okay?" Katrina asked suddenly. Quatre didn't seem to hear her, despite the fact that he was only four feet from her. He continued to stare into the ketchup as if it contained the meaning of life. Katrina leaned over and snapped her fingers in front
of his eyes. Quatre jumped at the sudden noise and looked toward the
source. "Are you okay?" She asked again. She wasn't used
to her brother's mind wondering like it had been all night. "I'm just tired." Katrina sat back in her
chair and crossed her arms. A knowing smile overcame her lips as she
stared at her brother. "What?" "I know better than that. You're thinking about
him again." "Is it that obvious?" "I'm your sister. I'm supposed to notice when my
little brother is love sick." She stared at him as a mother stares
at a newborn child. It had been three weeks since Quatre's birthday.
He spent a few hours in the hospital after passing out, and as soon
as he got out, he wanted to go back to the Wolf Pack. Or more appropriately,
Jackal. He just couldn't bring up the courage to go back. He feared
what Jackal thought of him after passing out with only one beer. "Quatre, I don't think you should go back to see
him." "Why not?" "The wolf boys aren't exactly someone you would
want to mess with." Confusion flooded over Quatre. "Why?" "Because of Wolf." "Who's Wolf?" "He owns the bar and pretty much his bartenders
too. I've heard a lot of rumors about him and from what I hear, he
has a set of very strict rules for his workers. One of them is that
no one dates outside the Wolf Pack." "It's probably a rumor." Katrina shook her
head. "I know that's a fact, because I tried to go out
with Dingo." Quatre's face fell. "I'm sorry Quatre, I'm
not trying to be mean. I just don't want to see you get hurt."
Quatre opened his mouth to speak, but was drown out by the doors of
the restaurant being slammed. They both turned at the sound and was
greeted by a familiar howl. "The pack has arrived." Dingo screamed and
was followed by Coyote and Hyena. As Coyote and Hyena made their way
to the table sitting in the middle of the restaurant, Dingo slid over
to the waitress. "Hey sexy." He greeted teasingly, his voice
thick with seduction as he ran his index finger across her chin. "Good morning Dingo." She welcomed him and
slightly shivered at his touch. "You want the usual?" She
asked, her eyes darting southward for a split second. Dingo's smile
widen. "Not tonight. I'm a little worn. But I'll have
whatever you have on special." "And your friends." She asked, never taking
her eyes from his violet. "When do they ever eat?" Their lips came dangerously
close to a kiss. "Excuse us for not having six stomachs." Coyote
commented as he sat back in his chair. His voice separated the two.
The waitress laughed, and wrote down the order. She then began making
their drinks. Dingo walked over to the table where his coworkers were
sitting and pulled out a chair. He spun it around and sat, resting
his arms on the back of the chair. "Getting a little jealous Coyot?" Dingo teased,
eyeing the colbat eye dancer across from him. They had yet to notice
Katrina and Quatre sitting in the booth at the back of the restaurant.
Quatre was listening intently to their words, wondering where Jackal
was. "Give me something to be jealous of." Coyote
countered, glaring at the waitress as she served the drinks. "Oh, someone's baring their fangs tonight."
"I can bare more than that." "I think that was an invitation." Dingo mused
as he stood up. He walked over to Coyote's side and straddled him.
It was rare for his partner to want to openly show how they felt toward
each other. "You wanna howl with a Dingo tonight?" Before
an answer could be uttered, both pairs of lips were seized in a forcefully
passionate kiss. Coyote snaked his arms around Dingo's slender waist
and crushed their bodies together. Dingo's tongue easily slid into
the other's mouth as he swayed his body causing their excitement to
rub together. Hyena rubbed his temples in frustration as the two began
moaning into each other's mouth. Quatre watched the entire scene with
awe in the reflection of the napkin dispenser on his table. He couldn't
believe that they were so open about their relationship. "Could you two possibly get a room?" Hyena
questioned, refusing to look at the pair making out. Dingo pulled
away to look at his Chinese friend, a smile plaguing his lips, as
Coyote continued to kiss his neck. "Shut the fuck up." Hyena snapped as the waitress
served their meal. Upon seeing food, Dingo sprang from Coyote's lap.
He knew later on they'll be able to continue, making him wait was
just going to make him more horny. Right now, Dingo was starving.
Besides, he's going to need energy for the continuation. Before he
made it back to his chair, his favorite song eluded the speakers.
Dingo's eyes brighten as he began singing and dancing to it. "Hey sexy, turn it up. This song rocks." Dingo's
dancing only turned Coyote on more. His food was quickly forgotten
as he watched his lover dance seductively. His colbat eyes were that
of a vulture lusting over prey. Knowing the full effect of his actions,
Dingo picked a fry off his plate and lightly ran it along his lips,
making silent promises to his Japanese audience. Hyena pushed his
plate away from him. "I just lost my appetite." He commented and
took a drink from his water. "Maybe if you danced like this for Jackal, he wouldn't
have gone cold on you." Dingo laughed as the song ended and he
sat down. "If you make one more comment like that, I won't
be responsible for my actions." "You do need to get laid. Maybe then you won't
act like you have a stick up your ass." Hyena jumped to his feet,
ready to carry out his warning, but Coyote stopped him. "Where is Jackal any ways?" Coyote wondered,
hoping that talking about the absent would clam his Chinese friend.
"Wolf wanted to see him." Hyena informed as
he sat down. Dingo's eyes grew wide in surprise. "Damn, bust-ed. What'd he do?" The American
wondered, wanting to know every last detail. "He served a salted margarita to Wolf's little
sister." Dingo stared at him a moment, waiting for him to continue.
Hyena remained silent as if the story was over. "And? So what, isn't she legal." "His sister is allergic to salt." Coyote explained.
"She blows up like a balloon." "Ah, shit." Dingo laughed as he covered his
mouth. "Wolf's going to tear into him." "It's not funny." Hyena assured, narrowing
his black eyes at the braided joker. "Oh, come on. You know Wolf loves him as much as he loves me. The worst he'll get is double lady's night." Hyena's brow furrowed with concern. "I hope that's all he gets." "It's just one little mistake. This is the first
time he ever got wolfed. He'll walk away with a little nip mark."
Dingo assured as he shoved a handful of fries into his mouth. "In case you haven't noticed, he's been messing
up a lot lately." "Like how?" "We'll just say that for the pass few nights, he
only brought five in tips." Dingo's eyes widen as he tried to
shove as much of his burger into his mouth as he could. "That's it?" Hyena's nose crinkled as some
of Dingo's meal shot across the table at him. "He's been messing up orders like there's no tomorrow."
"I noticed that too." Coyote stated, looking
directly at Hyena. "What's wrong with him?" Hyena shrugged.
"He won't tell me anything. He says nothing's wrong,
but I know better than that. He doesn't mess up orders. He's been
a member of the Wolf Pack longer than any of us. There's no way he
starts messing up without a reason. I was hoping that maybe he told
you something." The three of them fell into silence. Each worrying
for their friend. Suddenly, Dingo's eyes averted to the back of the
room. It took him a moment, but he recognize Katrina. A smile spread
across his serious face as he sat up straight. "Hey Tre, what's up?" Quatre sank in his seat.
Where he was, the other's couldn't see him, but he could see them
in the reflection of the napkin dispenser. "Hi Dingo." Katrina greeted, sounding more
friendly than she wanted. Dingo jumped from his seat and stalked over.
"Whacya doin out so late?" Dingo wondered,
as he rested his arm on the back of the booth. It was then that he
discovered Quatre. "Hey blondie. Glad to see you're doing okay."
At that, Hyena turned in his seat. He couldn't see Quatre, so he stood
and walked over. "I guess you aren't that weak." He claimed
as he studied the small Arab. His black eyes ran along him, making
the receiver of the stare feel two inches tall. Dingo slid into the
booth next to Katrina. "Haven't seen you around lately. For a while there,
I thought you found another and left me hanging." Coyote shot
a look that could kill at that statement. "Why don't you and
Blondie come out and see us tomorrow?" He continued, ignoring
the deathly stare. "I don't think so Dingo." "Don't tell me you did find a new bar." "No, it's not that." "Then what is it?" "I can't really say." Dingo studied her a
moment. "Fine, be that way. But you'll come out. . ."
He turned to Quatre. "Won't you Blondie?" "Well. . ." Quatre started. "He probably has other plans." Hyena interrupted.
"I'm sure that the last thing he wants to do is watch you act
like an idiot." Quatre continued to stare at his fries. He didn't
need to look up to know that Hyena was actually demanding him to stay
away. "Don't mind him." Dingo commented and waved
Hyena off. "He's just got a stick up his ass. Right now, it's
the only enjoyment he can get." "We were just leaving." Katrina interrupted
as she gently pushed the object obstructing her path. "What are you rushing off for?" Dingo asked
as he sat back into the booth. "You didn't even finish eating."
With that said, he pulled a fry from her plate and devoured it. "You can have it." She insisted as she snatched
Quatre's hand and pulled him to his feet. She didn't like the way
the conversation was turning. Furthermore, she didn't like the way
Hyena was staring at her brother. She quickly paid for their meal
and was on her way out when she heard Dingo calling. "Hey sexy, looks like I'm losing my touch. I'm scaring all your customers away." This was followed by laughter. ~ * ~
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