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The Two for One Affair - part 1
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Disclaimer
This is a work of amature fiction, no contravention of copyright is intended and no profit is made from this endeavour.
"The Perfect gift for the one I love.."
('This is a multi POV story')
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The small, elegantly wrapped box sat waiting and unnoticed on the edge of
his
desk. If Illya had bothered to note it's presence, he had up to that moment
not let
on so..
Across the room sitting at his own desk, Napoleon Solo quietly waited for
his
friend and partner to pick up and open the gift he had place there before
Illya
arrived.
Illya had noticed that his partner had been silently observing him for
the better
part of an hour.
"Napoleon, is something wrong?" he asked not bothering to look up from
his/their paperwork..
"Oh. no, no nothing."
"Then why have you been watching me for the past 45 minutes?" Illya's
pen had not paused in it's progress across the page in front of him.
"Hm..? Was I?" he tried to sound innocent.
Illya looked up, a slightly amused smile just showing on his lips.
"Napoleon, there are many words that can best describe you. But
innocent is not one of them.. What have you been up to?"
Still trying to sound the innocent, Napoleon answered.
"Oh nothing, nothing at all."
"Try again." Illya replied, his ice blue eyes were now firmly a fixed on
Napoleon's soft brown ones..
Napoleon knew the jig was up..
"OK, you got me, I've been waiting.."
"Waiting?? Why??"
"Well, it's .."
"It's what??"
"It's your birthday, right?"
Illya allowed one of his rare smiles to slowly materialize.
"Yes.. I have one every year."
"Well,.. I was .. um just waiting.."
Illya laid his pen down and placed both elbows on the desk. His hands
were
clasped together and his chin resting comfortaby upon them. With an amused
smile firmly in place, he watched as Napoleon was slowly squirming..
"Just waiting for what..?" he asked.
"You are enjoying this, aren't you?"
"Da." came the pleased answer..
Napoleon rolled his eyes, as he half waved at the general direction of
the small
box..
"Well? are you going to open it or not?"
Illya lifted one of his interlaced digits, and lightly pointed it at the
box.
"Oh, you mean that.."
"Yes." Napoleon said in an almost pleading voice..
Illya sat back in his chair. He really was enjoying this too much..
"Alright," he said finally as he slowing picked up the beautifully wrapped
gift.
"I made you wait long enough."
"You are such a tease.."
Illya let his smile turn a little wicked..
"I know.."
Napoleon watched, holding his breath as Illya leisurely unwrapped the
small
box, taking his sweet time about it too, thought Solo.. 'He loves to make me
crazy.'
Finally the last of the wrapping was removed. Illya slowly raised the
lid. A large
encouraging grin appeared on the Russian's countenance..
"Napoleon, it's perfect..!"
"I thought you would like it."
~Finis~
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