A SMALL DOSE OF BITTERNESS IS A DESIRABLE THING
by Tari Gwaemir
Two steps forward and one step back.
Heero watched the broadcast with a slight scowl of concentration. Occasionally, he would murmur inaudibly to himself, but Duo was an expert lip-reader and didn't miss a word.
Who negotiated this trade agreement? How idiotic. How do they expect to retain political autonomy without economic independence? Why can't they listen to Quatre?
Duo elbowed him and muttered, "Stop complaining. We're much better off than before."
Heero sighed unhappily and folded his arms across his chest. "This wasn't what we fought for."
"No, it's exactly what we fought for. The chance for negotiation, to be treated as equals, not as inferiors. Five years ago, the Alliance wouldn't have bargained, it would have taken without asking."
Heero glanced up to where the sharp blue earth crescent could be seen despite the artificial lights of the colony sky. "If they're not careful, we'll be right back where we began."
Duo rested his chin on Heero's shoulder and looked up as well. "Well, I'm not worrying."
"No. I just know that if things go wrong, we can always beat some sense back into their heads." He winked.
Heero rested his head against Duo's for a brief moment then shook him off. "Let's get going."