TITLE: Godzilla Attacks 1/1
AUTHOR: ANgela
DISCLAIMER: Own nothing.
About to be killed, got like no time...
Duo laughed. In his hands, he held power that he'd never felt before.
Sure, he'd piloted a Gundam, but that couldn't do things that his current
weapon could.
His Gundam could never piss off Heero Yuy.
He trained the hose on Quatre, who laughed in response. It was better to
start out safe, and work you way up.
"That's not fair, Duo!" Quatre said, still laughing. "What do I have to
use against you?"
Duo's laughter rang out. "You odn't have anything. That's the point."
"I doubt that." A voice came, deep and almost monotone. A train of water
hit Duo from the back.
"Trowa!" Quatre yelled out, lifting himself from behind the chair he'd
claimed as his hiding spot.
Duo, looking sad, lowered his hose. "You cheated!"
"Did not! You never said Trowa couldn't get you." Quatre took his shirt
off, tossing the dripping article on the picnic table. "Do you feel better
now Duo?"
"No." Came his muffled reply as his shirt joined Quatre's.
"Trowa, can I see that hose?" Duo asked, batting his eyelashes.
"No." Came Trowa's firm reply.
"Damn." Duo pouted.
"Trowa, may *I* see thje hose?" Asked Quatre, smiling brightly.
"Hai." Trowa said, handing the hose to the smiling Arabian.
"What? Why does *he* get it?" Duo stopped his pouting.
"Because he's not a loud, whiny, irritating fool?" Wufei offered, walking
outside with his nose buried in a book.
"Am not!" Duo cried out, before blushing slightly. "Oi, Wu-chan, I'd put
down that book if I was you."
"Wha?" Wufei asked, placing a bookmark in his page. "You actually expect
to hit me with that?" He placed the book inside the doorway from which he
had just left, and, before anyone noticed, he was behind Duo.
Duo leap around, hose spraying. But then he dropped it, frowning.
"Where did he go?"
A light spray of water hit him in the back of the head. He turned
around, where he had originally been facing, and there stood Wufei, holing a
hose.
"You understand now, ne? I have work to do. Ja."
Wufei calmly walked back into the house, stopping only to pick up his
book before returning to his room.
"Hn." Duo said angrily, a pointed glare aimed at the house. He turned
his eyes on Quatre and Trowa, and then sighed.
The two were currently involves in their own water fight, Trowa also
having shed his shirt. To the casual observer, it would have appeared that
they were just friends, but Duo knew that there was much more to it than that.
Sighing, he set his own hose down, depressed. He never had anybody to
play with, now that Quatre and Trowa had gotten together. Heero was no fun,
all he ever did was work on his Gundam, or just sit there.
Heero was quite skilled at sitting. He worked at it whenever he had free
time. Just sitting there, eyes closed. If Duo wasn't sure that Heero had no
beliefs, he would think he was praying. So Duo had concluded that Heero
slept.
An evil thought filled his mind as Heero sat beneath the large maple
tree, his eyes closed. He seemed to be oblivous to his surrounding, but Duo
knew that it had to be a front. The perfect Heero Yuy he knew would never
lose touch with where he was.
Carefully, Duo grabbed up the free hose, kinking it so the flow of water
slowed. He walked slowly towards the tree, taking care to not attract any
attention to himself which would alert Heero. When he felt he was close
enough, he released the bend in the hose, and watched happily as the water
spurted out, soaking Heero.
Heero's eyes burst open as he was drenched in freezing cold water. His
dark eyes glared at Duo, his normal focus lost. "Why?" He almost purred out.
Duo almost jumped at the tone of Heero's voice. "Why what?"
"Why did you do that?"
"Because..."
A shoe hit Duo in the head. "Omae o korosu, baka."
AUTHOR: ANgela
DISCLAIMER: Own nothing.
About to be killed, got like no time...
Duo laughed. In his hands, he held power that he'd never felt before.
Sure, he'd piloted a Gundam, but that couldn't do things that his current
weapon could.
His Gundam could never piss off Heero Yuy.
He trained the hose on Quatre, who laughed in response. It was better to
start out safe, and work you way up.
"That's not fair, Duo!" Quatre said, still laughing. "What do I have to
use against you?"
Duo's laughter rang out. "You odn't have anything. That's the point."
"I doubt that." A voice came, deep and almost monotone. A train of water
hit Duo from the back.
"Trowa!" Quatre yelled out, lifting himself from behind the chair he'd
claimed as his hiding spot.
Duo, looking sad, lowered his hose. "You cheated!"
"Did not! You never said Trowa couldn't get you." Quatre took his shirt
off, tossing the dripping article on the picnic table. "Do you feel better
now Duo?"
"No." Came his muffled reply as his shirt joined Quatre's.
"Trowa, can I see that hose?" Duo asked, batting his eyelashes.
"No." Came Trowa's firm reply.
"Damn." Duo pouted.
"Trowa, may *I* see thje hose?" Asked Quatre, smiling brightly.
"Hai." Trowa said, handing the hose to the smiling Arabian.
"What? Why does *he* get it?" Duo stopped his pouting.
"Because he's not a loud, whiny, irritating fool?" Wufei offered, walking
outside with his nose buried in a book.
"Am not!" Duo cried out, before blushing slightly. "Oi, Wu-chan, I'd put
down that book if I was you."
"Wha?" Wufei asked, placing a bookmark in his page. "You actually expect
to hit me with that?" He placed the book inside the doorway from which he
had just left, and, before anyone noticed, he was behind Duo.
Duo leap around, hose spraying. But then he dropped it, frowning.
"Where did he go?"
A light spray of water hit him in the back of the head. He turned
around, where he had originally been facing, and there stood Wufei, holing a
hose.
"You understand now, ne? I have work to do. Ja."
Wufei calmly walked back into the house, stopping only to pick up his
book before returning to his room.
"Hn." Duo said angrily, a pointed glare aimed at the house. He turned
his eyes on Quatre and Trowa, and then sighed.
The two were currently involves in their own water fight, Trowa also
having shed his shirt. To the casual observer, it would have appeared that
they were just friends, but Duo knew that there was much more to it than that.
Sighing, he set his own hose down, depressed. He never had anybody to
play with, now that Quatre and Trowa had gotten together. Heero was no fun,
all he ever did was work on his Gundam, or just sit there.
Heero was quite skilled at sitting. He worked at it whenever he had free
time. Just sitting there, eyes closed. If Duo wasn't sure that Heero had no
beliefs, he would think he was praying. So Duo had concluded that Heero
slept.
An evil thought filled his mind as Heero sat beneath the large maple
tree, his eyes closed. He seemed to be oblivous to his surrounding, but Duo
knew that it had to be a front. The perfect Heero Yuy he knew would never
lose touch with where he was.
Carefully, Duo grabbed up the free hose, kinking it so the flow of water
slowed. He walked slowly towards the tree, taking care to not attract any
attention to himself which would alert Heero. When he felt he was close
enough, he released the bend in the hose, and watched happily as the water
spurted out, soaking Heero.
Heero's eyes burst open as he was drenched in freezing cold water. His
dark eyes glared at Duo, his normal focus lost. "Why?" He almost purred out.
Duo almost jumped at the tone of Heero's voice. "Why what?"
"Why did you do that?"
"Because..."
A shoe hit Duo in the head. "Omae o korosu, baka."