Disclaimer: No, I do not own any of the characters on this story. If I did, that would be wonderful, and I would have A Lot of fun with the character, let's just leave it there, okay? @~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@

Duo came into his apartment around 3:00 am, eating a candy bar. Now, this behavior is usual or him, staying out late and not telling people where he has gone to, and it was quite fun. It was not like a lot of people really cared, unless Duo came and interrupted their sleep. He laughed to himself and opened his door.

Now, normally Duo came home to an empty house. Not that it really was a house, just a nice apartment that he really can't afford, but he landlady thinks that he is, 'just as cute as a button', so she rents it to him half price. She is a nice old woman who gets visits from grandchildren all the time. Yes, they are loud, almost as loud as Duo on mass amounts of caffeine.

Anyway, when Duo came through the door, he found that Quatre was there. He was sitting there, staring at nothing, hands folded neatly in his lap. Heero was standing in the corner, hair in his eyes as always, somber expression on his face. There was something wrong, Duo could feel it, like it was in the air, or the aura, or something like that.

"What's wrong?" Duo asked, closing the door with a soft 'thud'.

"Re...Rel......" Quatre stammered, still staring at nothing at all. Well, it was either nothing or a box of salted peanuts that were spilled all over the floor in a pattern that, to Duo, looked like two people doing some actions that shall not be named in polite conversation.

It was obvious that Quatre was not going to say much at the moment. The blond boy was usually the optimistic one; the one could never tell a lie and all that other mushy stuff that was called 'Injustice!' so many times a day by a certain Asian. What could have made him be like this? This stammering, this traumatized? He looked as if he had seen a brutal murder, or a pink elephant, or had walked in on someone in the shower.

"Quatre? Heero? What happened? Did your coffee maker explode?" Duo asked, walking in a few steps. Coffee makers are such important things you know; they are the driving force of the morning. It is what millions of people around the world drink every day endlessly. It is a major cash crop of so many countries. Duo knew that they all could not live with Heero if it were not for that wonderful drink.

"Relena....tried....to kill me!" Quatre stammers.

"Well, that almost as worse..." Duo laughs.