Spoot: how are you guys today?
Duo: I'm good!
Spoot: NOT YOU! NAUGHTY CHAIR!
Duo: awww...
Hit me
Duo looked up, his eyes shifted back and forth, then he dropped his cards on the table. full house. He leaned back in his seat and smiled. he had won for sure! Heero slammed his useless hand on the table, as did Trowa. Quatre looked shocked. Wufei spat a few curses, then tossed his cards down. Duo let out a light chuckle.
Quatre's eyes were a tad bit watery, and he looked up at Duo, bug-eyed, then placed his cards gigngerly on the table, and in a tiny voice said, "R-royal flush..." Heero eyed the new cards. Duo jumped into an up-right position with a gag. he had been sipping on his beer. "WHAT?!" He squeaked out. "Royal flush..." Heero said softly. "The kid beat you."
Duo snatched up the cards, and looked them over with a cautious eye. Then, with a harsh word, slammed them on the table. Trowa whispered in Quatre's ear, and the said boys eyes lit up. He jerked his head to face Duo and cracked a huge grin. "PAY UP!" He hollered. "WHAT! ARE YOU KI-" Duo was cut off by the door bell.
When inside, Hilde removed her oversized rain coat and tossed it on the sofa. Quatre crossed his arms over his chest. Damn that annoying girl, always getting in his way. AND always dirting up the furniture! "Is there something you want? Hilde?" Quatre mumbled. She graced him with a glance, and smiled. "Just a mid-day roll in the hay, with my gummy bear!" She said in a 'pooky' voice, grabbing on to Duo's midsection and grinding up against him. She giggled when he kissed her neck, and lifted her over his shoulder, and sauntered from the room.
Ugh. MEN! Quatre though. CAVEmen. Yeah, that's it, Neanderthals! Ugh, me want women! Me want SNOO SNOO! HULK SMASH! Oh, but how Quatre wanted Duo to look at him like that. how he wanted Duo's approval. And he almost had it too, that was until Sluty Mc Slut-Slut came walking though that door. Next time he would have Alexander put traps down. and a new lock. and a cage in his room, just for Duo!
Quatre had to snap himself out of what was going though his mind, his pants were getting a bit uncomfortable. The though of Duo being tied down on the bed, Whipped Cream on his body, glistening from the glow of the candle light...SNAP OUT OF IT QUATRE! Perhaps it was time for some Tea, and a good book by the fire.
He abandoned that for a cold shower.
Quatre was shocked to see Duo walking past him as he stepped out of the bathroom. His hair was still wet, and his towel was loose around his waist. Duo stopped, and looked at him with a squinty eye. "Hey Qu. Showers at 2 in the after noon? Not like you buddy. You ok?" Quatre grunted a response and retreated to his room.
He slammed the door, and leaned a strong back on it. he sighed heavy. Damn that Duo! DAMN HIM! Is it any business of his rather or not he wants to shower mid day! NO! Oh who was he kidding. He wanted to shower all day with that long hair shit head! But to say that out loud! HA!
Quatre decided at this point to get dressed. Slacks, a button up pink tee, and a good old fashioned sweater vest. there we go! all spiffed up. now on to the hair...But what to do with it? And what for? who cared? Meh, he left it the way he always did. unkempt and knotted up. messy messy messy.
He laughed at himself in the mirror. For what he saw, when he finally snapped back into reality, was nice neat hair. slicked back and full of palm-aid. he put both hands on his head and ruffled it. He looked on in shock at the outcome. He looked like a hoodlum! He looked like a bad boy! He looked down right SEXY!
Quatre gave himself a wink. Oh yeah. Duo would love this. He sighed. "Oh who am I kidding." He said, turning on the water, ready to rinse out all the goop. Hold on, maybe this would work. If not on Duo, then on someone else. And maybe...just maybe, it was time for an attitude change all together. If he couldn't catch Duo's eye, then perhaps one of the other male house mates. Wufei did look at him fondly from time to time...
Trowa looked up from his coffee, and nearly lost his cool. Quatre walked out of his room, hair on end, and sexy as hell, leather jacket, and bicker sunglasses on his face. Tight, ripped up jeans and bicker boots. Quatre reached over Trowa, nonchalantly, and grabbed up a set of keys that rested on a hook. "Those are mine...they go to the Ninja." Trowa said, shocked he could find words at all. Quatre looked down at him, "Hi-yah." He said in a sultry tone. He palmed the keys, and stepped back to look at Trowa better. "I wanna steal your bike for a bit, you don't have any qualms with that do you?" he said sweetly. Trowa just shook his head. "Oh good. Thanks kitten." He said, giving Trowa's head a pat. Then out the door he went.
"I'm telling you, it was like he was possessed." Trowa said. Wufei, Heero, and Duo listened intently. "I mean, you guys didn't see him, I did..." Trowa took this moment to let out an exasperated sigh, and plop down on the sofa. "Can he even drive a motor cycle?" Asked Heero. "Sure, better than I can." said Trowa. "But I never would have guessed he wanted to drive the Ninja. Hes scared of it."
Heero cupped his chin in his hand, looking thoughtful, adding a "hmmmm..." to it. When finished thinking, he snapped his fingers. "I got it!" Everyone else looked at him in wonder. "He's going through a mid-life crisis!" Duo laughed. "At 20!" he spat out in a giggle. "It's possible." said Wufei. "Has he said anything, to anyone?" the other boys just shook their heads. "Me either." Wufei concluded.
Just then, the door swun open, revealing Quatre. The rest of his friends all stood up to face him. He was standing there, looking cool, with some overly make up-ed girl. looking as though she were on drugs. "Candy, this is the guys." The blond looked over at them, and waved. "Cha'wmd, I'm sure." She said, her accent was heavy new yorker. "Where the HELL have you been! And who the HELL is that?!" shouted Trowa.
"That ya dad or som'thn?" Candy asked. Quatre put his arm around her waist, making her tight leather skirt squeak. "Nah, just a buddy of mine." Quatre began to guid her toward his room. The other boys looking on in shock. as Quatre passed Trowa, he leaned over. "Lay off." He grumbled into the others ear. He then stood up-right, and looked over at Duo, giving him a little wink, before taking the gum smacking, hair twirling girl back to his room.
"What the HELL...was that?" asked Duo, not expecting an answer. "there is definitely something wrong here..." Said Wufei. "Somebody should go talk to him."
"I'm not goin' in there!" Duo sapped. "Uh uh, no sir, not me." With that he picked up his beer bottle, and sauntered from the room. Duo style. Wufei looked over at Heero. "1, 2, 3! NOT IT!" Trowa shouted. Heero looked over at him, flat faced and unamused, then he looked back at Wufei. "Count me out. you're the one who suggested it." Wufei's shoulders dropped, and he sighed heavaly. "fine...I'll talk to him."
Wufei approached Quatre's door, and reached a hand up, but before his knuckle could hit the wood, he heard the girl giggle. Wufei shuddered. to think what the two of them were doing in there...He shuddered again, then sighed, and knocked. "Shut up bitch." Quatre said sharply. She just giggled a bit more. Before long, Quatre popped his head out of the door. not allowing it to open all the way.
"Can I talk to you?" Asked Wufei. "When I'm finished with her you can." Wufei saw a manicured hand reach over Quatre's bare shoulder. she dug her finger nails into his exposed flesh. he hissed and turned around, shutting the door in Wufei's face. The next thing Wufei heard was unplesent...the sounds of a women's moans. He shudderd and walked away.
"No good...its a goddamn Berry White song in there." Wufei said, returning to the living room, where Heero and Trowa sat, on the sofa, making out. "In here too..." Wufei said under his breath. Trowa pulled away from Heero's lips with a light smack. "Sorry, now what were you saying?" he asked. "I'll go...I'll go..." Wufei said, not wanting to be involved. "Its ok, Wufei. we're sorry." said Heero.
Wufei sat down in the ar chair, he, himself picked out as his own. "Did you talk to Quatre?" Trowa asked, pushing Heero off his lap and on to a seat next to him on the sofa. Wufei eyed them as this happened. "No...hes...busy..." Heero giggled behind his palm. "Shh. What do you mean busy?" Trowa asked. Heero opend his mouth wide, and his eyes wider, looking at Trowa. pretending to be shocked at being shooshed.
Wufei sighed at all the loving going on in his home. HIS home. "I mean...busy." He said, waving a finger at the other two men on the sofa. "OH!" snapped Trowa. "Oh? and you're ok with this?" Wufei asked. Trowa shrugged. "He's a grown man, and he's trying to find himself. Let him be."
"Besides, I think you're just upset, that you're the only one not getting any!" Snapped Duo, for his place in the doorway. The other boys looked up at him. "Ahh! How long have you been there!" shouted Trowa. "Long enough to know that Heero needs his tonsils removed." With that, Duo let out a cackle. Wufei threw his hands in the air and shot out of his seat, and left the room.
Spoot: Chapter one down.
Quatre: Hmmm...I do have a few suggestions for the up coming chapter.
Spoot: save them! I'll look into them later! Ok people, you know what to do now! Read and Review!
