The Art of Wooing
by Richan
Disclaimers: I don't own the boys, or the girls, or the cool mechas. Sigh.
Warnings: Harmless bit o' fluff. About as cute as a kitten and puppy picture.
AN: I'm so terribly sorry that it took forever to get this chapter out. I had some major computer problems, and am still having them.

Hilde stood by the window, looking at the night scene below her. The bright shimmer of the lights as they faded into the blanket of darkness seemed to call to her. But she couldn't go out tonight and it was all due to the person she was avoiding at the moment. The same person sitting patiently--well, almost patiently--for her to come back to their work.

She was becoming more and more distracted, though. The work in front of her seemed disinteresting, far more so than the person she sat across from. The desk may have been lined with gold for all she paid attention to it.

Not good. The work that they had to get through was important. Relena needed to update the rest of the cabinet on what it contained in the morning, and Hilde had.... She couldn't say that she had volunteered selflessly, when none of the others had been able to offer their help, since she had been planning on getting through it quickly to meet up with some of her friends for a night out on the town. That plan had quickly been nixed when she had gotten 'help.'

Some help this had turned out to be. Hilde found she couldn't keep herself from looking into a pair of twinkling eyes. An odd sight on what was normally a somber face, yet she thought that they looked much better than the haunted memories that floated behind them.

"Hilde."

She turned at the soft voice, determined to get through the papers so she could leave as fast as she could. Sitting once more in her chair, she reached for a paper, startled when her fingers brushed against the other's.

"G-gomen." Hilde cursed at the slight tremor in her voice, never noticing the smile cross the other person's face at the faint blush that spread across her cheeks.

"Don't worry about it, Hilde."

This time the soft voice rolled over her like a wave--as if she were standing in the ocean at the highest tide. The blush staining her cheeks deepened and she dipped her head down to the table, hoping against hope that her hair would cover it.

Soon she forgot about the incident as she became engrossed in the papers she was looking at. Hilde kept her attention on them, concentrating hard until a hand on her shoulder startled her.

"Ah!"

Quickly turning around, she leveled an angry look at her present partner. Instead of them backing away like she hoped, a small chuckle sounded through the room. Huffing, Hilde turned back to the papers she had been reading.

Frustration flowed through her as a gaumet of emotions swept over her. She wasn't sure why she was reacting this way. All she knew was that it had to stop before she completely lost what sanity she had left.

She was almost to the door when a soft voice called her name. Turning around, she looked at the other person in the room. "Hai?"

The only noise in the room was the soft padding sounds of the other's footsteps. Softly calloused hands cupped her cheeks as hot breath blew across her lips. "Don't go."

The words echoed in Hilde's ears as soft lips brushed hers, before they were lost in the feeling she was swept into. She found herself wrapping her arms around the other's neck, standing on the tips of her toes for better access to the sweet kiss that quickly escalated into something bigger. She felt the other start to pull back, so she held on tighter, her lips starting to bruise from the force behind her movements.

"Hilde." The whispered words sounded so far away as Hilde was separated from the other's lips. She opened dark, passion-filled eyes to the other.

"Sally."

The other woman wore a soft expression in her blue eyes as a smile spread across her face. "I've been wanting to do that all night," she quietly said.

A startling revelation raced through Hilde's mind as the words reached her ears. "I've been wanting you to."

Surprise ran across Sally's cheeks before she leaned in once more to capture Hilde's lips.

Wufei pulled Duo back from the door he was listening at. "Mah fahn yau*," he sternly said as he pulled the other down the hallway.

Duo cheekily grinned. "You know you love me anyway," he laughed. He glomped onto the Chinese man as a blush stained his cheeks. "Besides, I know that you want everybody to be just as happy as we are."

Wufei stopped dead in the middle of the hallway. Pulling slightly back from the American, he then leaned down to brush his lips against the other's softly. "Aa."

Quatre's voice interrupted the pair as it floated closer to them. A soft giggle accompianed his words, alerting Duo that he wasn't alone. He looked up to see Relena laughing with Noin as the two women talked quietly. Zechs, Heero, and Trowa walked behind the other three. Zechs pretended to listen to his wife and sister while the other two ignored them completely.

"Break it up, you two," Quatre sunnily said. "Don't celebrate just yet."

"Duo likes to celebrate," Relena reminded him as he looked at the embracing pair. "But I do think he's a little early for this one."

Wufei realized that he was still holding Duo and released him from the embrace. "Better than not doing so."

A door opened down the hall and Sally stuck her head out. "Go away!" she shouted.

The group gathered in the hall laughed (or snickered) at the shout before heading off to get the party started.

~OWARI~

*mah fahn yau - troublemaker (Chinese)