Ceari - Here it is! The moment of truth, the time I thought would never come... The last chapter of this story. This is it everyone. It's been so fun, even with those breaks that probably annoyed the crap out of you all. But we've come to the conclusion, and I have no way to torture you all or make you wait again. So! Without further adue, or however you say/spell it!

Disclaimer Man - (sniffle) She doesn't... sob ...own Gundam Wing.

Ceari - What's your deal?

Disclaimer Man - It's just...I'll...I'll never get to say it again! (cries)

Ceari - Eh, sure you will. I'll write more Gundam Wing stuff! Don't get all wet on me. (holds out handkerchief)

Disclaimer Man - (blows nose)

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Two years had passed since Doctor J had been killed and Trowa hospitalized. Since then, things had calmed down considerably.

The group had more or less split and stopped living all together a few months after Trowa had been released. Duo and Wufei got an apartment together, as did Heero and Trowa. Sarah moved in with Quatre, and the two were now getting married.

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"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."

"Go Q-man!" Duo hollered, jumping up when Quatre and Sarah leaned in and kissed. Wufei shook his head and just laughed. Duo's grin was so cheesy he was making quite the fool of himself.

The reception came next, and Heero leaned against the wall, holding a glass of water. Everyone else had wine, but Heero refused to consume alcohol. He also made sure to stay against the far wall, except when congratulating the newlyweds. No matter what changed, his antisocial nature would not.

After a few hours of speeches, dancing, and fun, it began to die down. It was then that Trowa joined him against the wall, his face slightly flushed.

"Let's go home," he grinned suggestively. Heero put down his water and faced him.

"You've been drinking."

"All the more reason to take me home."

Now that he couldn't argue with. He took Trowa by the arm, said his last congratulations and goodbyes, and drove his partner back to their house.

The moment they got inside and shut the door, Heero found himself pinned up against the door, Trowa placing kisses all along his neck. Since he couldn't pull back, he pushed Trowa back, who pouted.

"I won't take advantage of you. You're drunk."

"I want you to take advantage of me," he whispered seductively into Heero's ear. His cerulean eyes shut as he tried to keep his knees from giving out. Even drunk, Trowa could remember exactly what to do to make him melt.

Trowa smirked, knowing he'd get what he wanted. He begun to unbutton Heero's shirt, pressing up against him. Heero's lips parted and a shaky, breathless sigh escaped. He told himself he wouldn't take advantage of Trowa not being in his right mind, but with his lover grinding against him it was getting harder and harder not to.

Finally, he gave in. Putting his hands on Trowa's hips, he kissed him passionately, moving away from the door and somehow making it to the couch. Pushing Trowa down on the couch, Heero shred his half-worn shirt and sat on Trowa's lap, straddling him. He began to undo the hem of Trowa's pants, and Trowa let out a soft moan, that area of his body now very sensitive. His delicate hands, shaking now, reached out to do the same to Heero's pants. They parted only long enough to discard that clothing as well. Then Heero was back down, swaying softly, driving Trowa mad.

"H-heero," he gasped.

Heero smirked, letting his lips roam every inch of bare skin he could reach in that position. And to think there was a time where they couldn't even think about kissing each other without blushing.

Not anymore. Now he was complete. With as many flaws that he had, all the imperfections he always hid away, one thing would always be flawless: his love, passion, and desire for Trowa.

He had never been as perfect as he led others to believe.

But now, he no longer cared.

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Ceari - And there you have it, guys. Thanks so much for sticking in there, those of you who hung in until the very end! It's been a pleasure! Let me know what you think! So, until next time, sayoonara!