Title: Some Things Never Change
Author: WickedGame
Archive: No Rest For the Wicked, my LJ
Category: chibis, fluffiness
Pairing: chibi 2+1+2, hint of chibi 3+4+3
Rating: G
Warnings: total chibi fluff. AU
Notes: Beta read by Triowing (my beta is terribly morning sick right now and I am trying to save her some stress). Written for the June
gw_Bakery theme “Summer Fun” and for the
1_equals_2_fans theme “sand”.
Sissy watched out of the corner of her eye while the kids played in the surf of the gently lapping ocean. She had known it was going to be a good idea from the start. The sun, the sand, the water; it all equaled a good time. The boys had been trapped inside for days it seemed, and now they could let loose. She would tire them out and bet on them being ready for naps by the time they got back to the house.
She smeared some sunscreen on Trowa’s smooth back as he protested being kept from playing.
“Me n’ Quatre are gonna build sand castles,” he told her. Sissy spared a glance at the fair-haired Quatre, who was excitedly pulling out sand toys. Heero was letting the sea foam gather around his ankles as he glanced repeatedly at Duo, who was waiting somewhat patiently for his turn with the sunscreen.
“There. You’re all done. Go play now, but stay close, okay?” Sissy smiled at her somewhat quiet charge and he smiled back before racing over to Quatre. Duo stepped up to her and grinned.
“I’m gonna push Heero in the water!” he chortled gleefully as he jumped. His braid slapped down against his back as he landed and Sissy sighed.
“Duo, it’s not nice to push,” Sissy reminded him as she rubbed sunscreen on his soft belly.
“You never lemme have any fun,” he pouted. She pulled on the lower lip he stuck out and he let out a soft giggle.
Sissy finished putting the sunscreen on his skin and then pulled his braid up.
“Whatcha doin’?” he asked curiously.
“I’m going to pin your braid up and put a swim cap over it, that way it doesn’t get all wet and tangled,” Sissy explained.
“Oh, alright,” Duo nodded. Sissy got out her pins and strategically placed them so the bun stayed in place. Then she took out the white swimming cap and secured it over the large mass of hair.
“Okay, you can go play now. Stay close,” Sissy warned. She watched as Duo went over to Heero and pushed the boy further into the surf. She sighed and shook her head. Duo never listened, but he was a sweet kid and adored his playmates. She smiled at the knowledge that he adored Heero most of all.
Just a few days before, Duo had told her while they were alone that he was going to marry Heero when he grew up.
“Don’t you want to wait to see who you’re going to marry? You marry people that you truly love and that love you.”
“No way! I don’t wanna marry someone I dunno. I wanna marry Heero! I love him best besides you.”
A yell broke her out of her reverie.
Heero stomped up to her and handed her the white swimming cap and the pins.
“Heero! What did you do?” Sissy asked.
“I like his hair down. You hid his hair. Don’t cover his hair. I was scared you cut it off!” Heero was visibly upset.
Sissy took the items from Heero and settled him on her lap. “Heero, you can’t take things out of Duo’s hair like that. It might have hurt him.”
“I’m sorry,” Heero whispered.
“Go apologize to Duo,” Sissy instructed. Heero walked up to the still stunned Duo and told Duo he was sorry. Then Sissy watched as Heero hugged Duo and Duo’s eyes lit up. Then Heero let him go and walked away.
“Sissy!” Duo ran up to her, his cheeks pink and his eyes bright. “I know I’m gonna marry Heero!”
“You do?” Sissy asked, amused.
“I know it because when he hugged me he told me he loved me. He whispered it in my ear. And you said that I would marry someone that I loved and that loved me, too.” Duo bounced on his heels and Sissy sighed.
“Then maybe one day you will marry Heero,” was all she could say.
“Heero! Will you marry me?” Duo yelled as he ran off toward the fairly serious boy. When Duo reached him he was out of breath.
Sissy watched as Heero started to smile. Then she saw him reach out and push Duo onto the sand.
“Some things will never change,” she muttered.
-The End-