Well here I am... Again sitting in a stupid OZ cell without my lock picks. That bastard Heero just had to take (steal) them right before a mission. Sure he had good reason to just WHY THE HELL BEFORE A MISSION!

Oh I forgot to introduce myself. The names Duo Maxwell I may run and hide but never tell a lie. Yup that's me in a nutshell. Anyway you wanted to know how I got my lock picks taken away (stolen) right?

Well it all started a week ago. Quatre and I were having a little dare contest with each other.

***** Time jump one week ago****

"Quat you sure ya wanna go for this?" I asked looking at the small blond in a shiny pink tutu complete with wings, crown, fuzzy bunny slippers and a wand.

"Why of course Duo a dares a dare. Now let's get this over with."

The dare: run into the living room where all the other pilots were and dance the chicken dance in a fairy costume and fuzzy bunny slippers.

"Okay well on the count off three k? 1...2...GO!" with that I pushed Quatre into the living room and hit the play button on the remote for the stereo.

By the time the song ended Quatre was the color of a tomato. He ran out of the room screaming insults in my general direction. The other three pilots turned to look at me laughing my ass off. Their expressions were priceless which made me laugh harder than ever.

"MAXWELL WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT" Wufei yelled

I got my laughter under control and turned to answer him. Devilish smile plastered on my face "why wuffie that was some harmless fun" and then walked out of the room leaving behind three puzzled gundam pilots.

********** Time jump 2 days later**************

I was walking to my room of the current safe house when a pair of hands dragged me into a dark room.

"WHA- QUATRE!" I yelled turning around to see a pair of baby blue eyes staring at me " Gods don't scare me like that I don't need a heart attack before I'm sixteen!"

"Sorry but payback time." He said with a grin that could only be described as pure evil.

"Okay, okay what's my dare?" I asked feeling a little scared.

"Do you have your lock picks on you?"

"Yeah of course I always do. Why" I asked getting a little suspicious

"Because your gonna break into Heero's room." he said straight face and all

"...IM WHAT" I shouted "I don't wanna die Quat!"

The sandrock pilot just looked at me evilly.

"What are you talking about Duo? Heero won't kill you... That is if you don't get caught."

"Fine but if I die incoming back and murdering you in your sleep."

So there I was lock picks in hand kneeling in front of Heero's door with a look of concentration on my face. Little did I know the perfect solider himself was right behind me.

"Maxwell what are you doing?" The perfect monotone voice asked me

"Trying to break in" I replied oblivious to who it was standing behind me. "Why...OH SHIT!"

The voice suddenly registered in my head causing me to turn around. Jumping up I attempted to run only to have him grab a hold of my braid and yank me back.

"YUY" I yelled" LET GO OF MY HAIR"

"Not until you tell me why you're trying to get into my room" he stated

"NO NOT TELLIN" I shot back stubbornly.

Heero pulled my braid harder making me yelp. "Now tell me before I take a pair of scissors to this piece of rope you call hair"

Sighing I gave up and slumped in defeat. "Fine I'll tell ya just let go of my hair" came my mumbled response

As he dropped my hair I started to talk. "Quatre and I have a dare contest going on and he dared me to break into your room."

Heero just glared his famous death glare at me and yelled "WINNER, BARTON, CHANG DOWN STAIRS NOW." Then he picked me up fireman style and went downstairs to the living room where he dropped me on the floor.

A few minutes later Quatre came into the living room with Trowa trailing quietly behind. The both looked a little flushed. I just grinned at him while he sat on the couch behind me.

"Hi Quat mission failed" I whispered

"Well at least you didn't die although he could have waited a little longer" Quatre whispered back.

"True... So you and Tro? I want deatils later" I said with a grin

A few minutes later Wufei came into the living room with a towel over his hair and took one look at us.

"what'd you two do now?" he asked with a snort

"Wu-bear do you really wanna know" I shot back

"Yuy what they do know?" He asked annoyance clear in his voice

"Tried to break into my room among other things" He replied coolly. Turning to Quat and me " Care to elaborate on what other things you two did on this dare contest"

'Ooh big words' I thought as Quatre and I burst out laughing. After a few minutes we calmed down enough to answer his demand.

"Well we loaded the coffee machine with tabasco sauce, stole Trowa's hair gel, put lime green hair dye in the shampoo bottle, make the alarms ring every 3 hours" I paused to take a breath " and made Quatre dance in a tutu."

By the time I had finished talking the other three pilots were just starting at us in disbelief. The first to recover was Heero. He just pulled the ultimate death glare. The next was Trowa who went in search for his hair gel and Now Wufei's reaction was the funniest one of all. He ran from the room in search of a mirror.

I counted the seconds till his freak out.

1...2...3...4...

'MAXWELL, WINNER IM GONNA MURDER YOU"

'Wow four seconds a new record' I thought as I got off the couch to run taking Wufei's scream as a good sign to run. Hopefully Quat will take my lead.

*************time skips 2 hours******************

It took around and hour for Wufei to stop looking for me. I waited another 30 minutes just to be safe before I came outta my hiding place behind the fridge (which is in no way a good stop to hid in the future to squishy) at least he didn't find me.

I walked around the house for a bit looking for some stuff to do (and avoid Wufei) when two sets of arms grabbed and pulled me inside a room.

Quickly I spun around to see a set of cobalt blue and emerald green eyes (well eye for Trowa) staring at me. I removed the hand on my arm and mouth then attempted to remove Heero's from my braid but failed miserably.

Glaring at them I asked" What the hell is up with you guys and dragging me through doors like I said to Quatre I DONT NEED A FUCKING HEART ATTACK BEFORE IN SIXTEEN!"

Trowa raised an eyebrow and Heero well Heero just ignored me and started to undo my braid.

"Wow what the fuck yuy what the hell are ya doing" I asked trying to pull my braid (or what was left of it) out of Heero's hands without much success.

"STOP MESSING WITH MY BRAID" I yelled but was simply ignored by both pilots.

Heero continued to unravel my hair while ignoring my questions and demands. I heard a muffled clunk and a snap of a camera somewhere in the room then it clicked 'Those fuckers are taking my lockpicks'

My assumption was reinforced when I heard Heero's next words. "Mission accomplished."

"Hey give me my lockpicks back" Came my voice full of demand

"Not until you learn your lesson Duo" replied the heavyarms pilot. Then he and the damned perfect soilder walked outta the room waving a picture of me with my hair loose in his hand.

Blushing I quickly tied it back up and stormed to my room to make plan for revenge.

************ Time jump: present time***********

So there ya have it that's what happened and how my lock picks got stolen (taken) from me. Well now all I have to do is either find my own way out of here or wait till one of the others find out I failed my mission. The last thing I need is for Wufei to tease me...Again.

It turns out that Trowa and Heero gave that picture to Wufei for black mail.

Oh and in case you're wondering Wufei's hair look absolutely fantastic and it turns out that Quatre and Trowa have been seeing each other for a month and a half. Well wish me luck cuz knowing mine (or lack of) imma gonna need it.