Title: Of Wings and Dreams. Pt. 5/?

Authors: Deathangelgw and Nightshadow

Disclaimers: They aren’t ours….though nobody said we couldn’t play!

Warnings: Fantasy, AU, OOC, OC, sap, humor, yaoi, lemon, language, future angst and dark.

Pairings: 1x4x1, 2x5x2, 3xocx3, and 5xocx1 or there of…

Rating: This is such a cute….PG-13!

Notes: We are SO tickled at the great response this one is getting!! For those of you who have been patient (or not) hope you enjoy! We had a good time with this part! Warning…men doing chores…*snickers and shudders* Please review!

‘thoughts’

Heero sighed softly as he slowly found himself waking up in the real world this time. His eyes filled with tears and he curled up on his side, snuggling closer to a body next to him.  Looking up, he gazed up at Joren's sleeping face. 'Was it a dream?' he thought, then sighed.  It had indeed been a dream, the sound of Quatre's voice telling him this in his soft way. He looked over as Wufei moaned softly and began to wake up.  He grinned at Heero and stretched lazily, then snuggled against Joren.  Heero grinned slightly back at Wufei and asked, "So...did we all get laid by our dream lovers?"

Wufei chuckled lowly and nodded. "And damn was it good!" he stated with a shit eating grin.

Joren yawned and looked up at his two friends with a satisfied gaze. "Told ya so," he mumbled, snuggling closer.

Snorting softly and pinching one of the nipples near his caressing fingers, Wufei replied sassily, "Yea whatever.  Even you were surprised, Mister Know-it-all."  Heero just snickered softly and rubbed his face against Joren's chest.

An undignified yelp escaped the blond as he woke fully and glared at Wufei, only to break into a grin moments later. "Course I was, just less so than you. And anyway I couldn't resist saying it." He nuzzled Heero's hair, smiling as he remembered.

Wufei grunted and grinned as memories of his too brief time with Duo played before his eyes.  He smiled lovingly and replied very softly, "Hai..."

Heero sniffled softly and looked down at his hands. "Why did we have to wake up?" he asked in a soft voice and Wufei looked at him in concern.  This was very unlike the Heero he knew and cared for.

Joren looked at the young man before him then pulled him close, wrapping his arms about him and motioning for Wufei to join them. "Because we had to meet them before we could journey to be with them. We'll see them again. And one day we can go where they are and never part, even in sleep. That's what Trowa told me and I believe and trust him. You'll see yours again, Heero, if either of us has any say in the matter."

Wufei nodded firmly as he wrapped his two friends in a close embrace.  Heero smiled slightly up at them, unshed tears in his eyes. "Gomen ne....I don't know what's wrong with me," he whispered softly as he wiped at his tears.

Wufei smiled softly and wiped the stray tears away with a gentle hand. "You met the one, Heero....even after everything that happened.  I think you didn't think it was going to happen, did you?" he asked softly and Heero nodded slightly, looking down.

"But it did, and you're afraid of losing him, I believe?" added Joren, catching the tears Wufei missed with his thumb.

Heero nodded miserably and curled up tighter.  Wufei sighed softly and looked up at Joren. "Heero...you still have us.  And if...your soulmate says he's going to be with you...then he will," he stated firmly and Heero curled up even more.

Joren sighed softly, stroking soothingly down Heero's back. "Heero, you WILL see him and be with him again. I'm sure of it and so is Wufei. When have the two of us together ever steered you wrong?" He tapped him lightly on the nose.  "And don't forget, we'll be here, as Wufei said, to help you through the waking hours. We promise." He smiled, touching his cheek gently. "We're here and we're not going anywhere."

Heero looked up at Joren, then over at a softly smiling Wufei and felt a soft smile come across his lips.  Nodding, he snuggled closer to the two, and then kissed them each lightly on the lips. "Arigato, you two.  I guess I needed that.  I still wonder why Quatre is staying with me. I was....just so not me!" Heero declared sheepishly and Wufei chuckled.

"Well, I know Duo brought out the wild man in me, that's for certain!" Wufei answered with a soft grin.

Laughing, Joren hugged them both tightly. "When aren't you wild, Wuffers?" He grinned, eyes shining happily. "And Trowa brought out my sentimental/serious side. I'd say they complete us."

Wufei smirked up at Joren. "You? Sentimental? When aren't you?!" he asked with a snooty grin.

Heero snickered softly and added, "I agree, Jor.  I think they do complete us." He smiled softly as he remembered Quatre's soft smile and gentle touch.

"Serious sentimental. There’s a slight difference." Joren tapped Wufei's nose teasingly before turning his head to the side. "So, Wu, do you think they complete us as well?"

Wufei smiled thoughtfully. "Yes...I do believe they do," he answered and smirked at a grinning Heero.

"Well, then. We all agree. So what we gonna do today?" Joren smiled, resting his chin on Heero's shoulder and looking at Wufei.

Wufei tweaked Joren's nipple and Heero snickered again. "How about we clean house like we're supposed to, then go out tonight?" Wufei suggested with a smirk.

Sighing, Joren resigned himself to cleaning. "Alright, but I am NOT doing the bathrooms this time. It’s between you two this time."

Wufei snickered and replied, "Alright...since I did them the time before that, it's Heero's turn!" Heero protested loudly at this and took a swipe as Wufei snickered and scrambled off the bed.

Laughing Joren tumbled off the bed and headed to his room for his nightshirt. "Good luck, Heero!"

Sticking his tongue out at the two, Heero called, "Just don't forget to wear pants this time when vacuuming!" Wufei's answering laugh echoed back to him.

"Do I have to?" Joren yelled back somewhat petulantly. It was too early to get fully dressed. He just wanted to wear his calf length shirt.

"If you want your thing to get sucked up like Wufei did that one time, go right ahead!" Heero shouted as he pulled on some boxers. Wufei's indignant growl answered his statement and he laughed.

"Who said I was vacuuming with that thing? I like a vacuum that stays ON the floor thank you very much!" Joren shouted back as he pulled the worn comfy shirt on.

"Well, just don't imagine it's Trowa's mouth and you might be just fine!" Wufei shouted out as he put on his short shorts. Heero laughed loudly at that as he went to get the cleaning stuff.

"Oh? So just whose mouth were you imagining then, Wu?" retorted Joren as he peeked his head into Wufei's room with a sly grin on his face. Wufei blushed brightly and mumbled something about Heero and a time of play they'd had the day before the incident. Snickering Joren ran off to the closet and dug out the, as he liked to call it, safe vacuum, since it only ate feet and those were easy to keep out of reach. Wufei grumbled as he went to take out the trash. Heero chuckled as he goosed Joren on his way to the bathroom, and then grinned cheekily at the blond. Sticking his tongue out at Heero, Joren continued to the closet, grinning. Cleaning time with these two was always an adventure.

Wufei grunted as he pulled out the bags and put them out on the curb. He smirked as someone honked and he waved, then went back in and started to dust around the house. Heero hummed happily as he cleaned the bathroom and then the toilet. He was bent over in the bathtub when Wufei came into the room and yelped when he felt a hand on him all of a sudden. Looking up, he smirked at Wufei, and then went back to scrubbing.

Humming to himself, Joren danced along the hallway as he vacuumed. Why be normal? Chores should be fun. Then again…when were ANY of them normal? Smiling, he peeked through the bathroom door and gave a whistle. "Hey there boys! How’s the chores?"

Wufei sneezed as some dust flew up his nose. "Ok, who did the dusting last?!" he exclaimed as he looked at the film of dust collected on the shelf. Heero snickered and pointed at Joren as he got out of the tub and washed his hands quickly.

"Who me?" With an innocent look on his face, Joren began to head quickly down the hall vacuuming as fast as he could as he ran.

"BAKA! Justice will be served!" Wufei shouted at him as continued his chores. Heero laughed as he went to empty out the bucket for cleaning the hard floors.

"Eeep!" Looking over his shoulder, Joren began vacuuming in earnest. "At least I vacuum right!"

"No you vacuum left!" Heero shouted as he went in to water all of the plants. Wufei laughed at that and smirked as he saw Heero walk past.

"Works either way!" Grinning, Joren turned to the living room. After this, he'd have only the kitchen left.

Yawning as he stretched, Heero climbed up onto the kitchen counter and started watering Wufei's hanging orchids. Wufei chuckled as he went into Joren's room. "Ne, Jor! I see you still have those pics of Callie! Thought you were over her! What would Trowa think?!" he shouted out as he dusted around the blond's room.

"Eh? What pics? Where? I do?" Leaving the vacuum where it was, the blond headed to his room to see what Wufei was talking about. Wufei chuckled as he waited at the doorway, then whapped Joren in the face with the dusty cloth, and then ran out, heading for Heero's room laughing. "WUFEI! Come back here!" Quickly, Joren ran after the Chinese boy. "Don't scare me like that!"

Wufei cackled as he hid in his closet from Joren. "Then don't be a baka and run into it!" he called as he hid. Heero laughed and then cursed as he spilled water down his front.

"You’re the one who ran into the closet. So now who's running into it? Are you gonna come out again?" Grinning, Joren began tapping on the closet door.

Wufei stuck his head out and grinned cheekily. "I already came out of the closet, but you can come in with the dust bunnies!" he stated and pulled Joren in, then moved out swiftly and shut the door behind him.

Turning around, Joren turned the knob and moved to push the door open. "I'm not cleaning up these bunnies!"

Wufei pushed it shut again and laughed. "But they LIKE you!" he retorted, then yelped as Heero started to tickle him from behind. Hearing the sounds of laughter from outside, Joren rammed against the door in an attempt to get Wufei off it and him out. Heero threw Wufei onto the bed and landed on top of him, tickling him mercilessly. Wufei laughed, begging for him to stop. Running out of the closet, Joren stopped for a moment to catch his bearings. A grin lit his face as he caught sight of the tickle match. Still grinning, he took a running leap and jumped atop the bed, hands at the ready to tickle. Heero snickered as he tickled Wufei’s sensitive ribs, then leaned a hand back and started tickling Joren.

"ACK! No!" Giggling, Joren reached for the backs of Heero's knees where he knew he'd get a reaction.

Crying out in laughter, Heero tried to roll away but found himself pinned by a panting, but grinning Wufei. Wufei smirked at Joren and commanded, "Now!"

"Got ya!" Grinning, Joren bent to his task with a will, running his fingers over every ticklish spot his captured friend had, feet, ribs, neck. Heero squealed with laughter, trying to wriggle free as he pleaded. Wufei just laughed as he held his friend. "Uhuh, Hee-chan. Payback time. You get Wu and me all the time. Your turn!" Grinning Joren went back to his tickling, never staying in one area for long. Growling playfully, Heero brought his legs up and wrapped them around Joren's waist, pulling over and up against the wall. Taking his hands, he ran them up Wufei's sides and tickled him lightly, causing the Chinese boy to laugh and jerk away. Wriggling in the grip, Joren tried to escape. He knew what was coming next! Heero always got them in the end. He was one damn good tickler! But they'd got him this time...at least for a bit. Heero snickered as he tickled Wufei some more, then tightened his legs around Joren slightly, pinning him. He then started to randomly tickle spots on Joren, smirking in triumph. "Nonononono! HEERO!" At the touch of the other's fingers, Joren began squirming about, trying to evade them, but laughing too much to have much success.

Wufei squirmed as well, laughing as he wiggled under Heero's body and fingers. Heero grinned and tickled Joren even more. "Say uncle!" he demanded as he tickled them mercilessly

"Ahhh! Heero!" Laughing harder than ever, Joren tried one last time to escape the other's grip, before giving in. "Uncle, I give!"

Chuckling, Heero released Joren, then heard a raspy "Uncle," from the gasping Wufei and smirked.

Collapsing against Heero, Joren tried to catch his breath while still laughing softly. "You know...we're probably...the only people...who have this much fun...cleaning!"

Wufei held onto his sides as he gasped for air. "Whatever...Heero...is just.... EVIL," he stated and glared at the smugly chuckling Heero.

"Maybe, but he's a FUN evil." Grinning over at Wufei, Joren yawned and leaned more heavily against Heero. Heero smiled softly down at them, rubbing a soothing hand down both their backs. Somehow, he had ended up between and beneath them, pillowing them both on his chest. Wufei purred softly as he stretched and tried to fight off drooping eyes. Snuggling close, Joren reached out one arm across both of them as he relaxed into Heero's soothing embrace. Housework was so tiring.

TBC

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