You Left Me Alone

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"Well, I can cook."
Quatre choked on his tea and cookies. "You..."
"What?"
"You're joking, right?"
Duo frowned, "What, you don't think I can cook?"
"It's not that... It's just..."
"Weeeeeeell, excuse me, for I am but a mere mortal to your greatness!"
"Duo, do you remember what happened LAST time?"

~~~FlashBack~~~
Duo: Laa-laa-laaa!!
Quatre: What'cha cooking, Duo?
Duo: Eh, juuuuust French toast... Saw a recipe in one of Hilde's ol' books.
Quatre: Oh? I thought... Hey... What's that--
*BEEP BEEP BEEP!! BEEP BEEP BEEP!!*
*Trowa runs in*
Trowa: Where's the fire?
Duo: Fire? Hmm? *He and Quatre look back at the skillet*
Both: AAH!!
Quatre: Quick!! Put it out!!
Duo: I got-- AAH! *trips*
Trowa: Quick! It's flying!
Quatre: My curtains!! MY BEAUTIFUL PINK CURTAINS!!! *cries*
Duo: SHIT!! *runs over, pouring Quatre's tea on the curtains*
Quatre: They were sooo ***beeeeauuuutiiiiiiifuuuuuul***... Whaaaaaaaaa... *continues*
*Heero comes in*
Heero: ...Your curtain's're are on fire...
Quatre: ...aaaaaaaaaa... *con't*
Duo: Heero!! Get that bucket of ice water!! Pour it!!
Heero: Hnn... *grabs water*
Trowa: Hurry!! The fire's climbing!!
Quatre: ...aaaah!!! *runs over and hugs curtain [Yes, while it's on fire!]*
*Heero pour ice water on Quatre and curtain*
Quatre: Nn!!! WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! *thrashing arms*
Trowa: Stop that, Quatre!!
Duo: Damn pancake... I'll need some comforting after **this** trauma. *looks at Heero*
Heero: Omae o--
Quatre:**WHAAAAH!!!**
Trowa: Come on, Quatre! Just curtains.
Quatre: *sniff* But they were *beeeeeeeauuuuutiiifuuuuul* PINK curtains!! *cries
~~~End FlashBack~~~

"Oh YEAH! Then you went off and did it with Trowa! I remember now! ^_^!"
***WHACK!!!!!***
"Itai!! DAMMIT!!" Duo feels around the imprint Quatre's Mallet has made on his face. "You-- YOU. You burned my beeeeauuuutiiiful pink curtains and left me to be seduced by Trowa!!!"
"Well, you had fun, didn't you?"
***WHACK!!!!!***
"Pain..."

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Quatre crept silently into Trowa's room, looking for a book he had lent to the HeavyArms pilot.
Quatre looked around. Where was that Trowa? Hmm... There was something on his table...
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Quatre. . .
I'll be right back.
~Trowa
PS.--Turn around.
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"Turn...around?" Quatre did.
"MWA HA HA!!!" an evilly grinning Trowa knocked him onto the floor.

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"Paaaaaaaain..." Duo groaned as he dropped face first onto the bed in Heero's room.
"Hn?"
"My face hurts... Come kiss it, make it feel better?"
Duo was answered by a book flying at him and smacking him on the forehead.
"Omae o korosu."
"Yeah, whatever... ow... Turn that damn thing off and pay attention to something LIVING, Heero..."
"No."
"Heeeeeeeeeeeeeero..."
*snort*
"But Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeroooooo-ooo-oo-oo...."
*click*
"Alright, what is it?" Heero glared into the American's face. "My face hurts..."
"No wonder. You've got a big imprint on your forehead. Where you... you know... under my desk again?" Heero blushed.
"NOOOOO!!!!" Duo yelled.
"Well?"
"Quatre got mad because of the Curtain Incident... When I left him alone--"
" 'You burned my beautiful pink curtains and left me to be seduced by Trowa' ?"
"Oh, you feel my pain... How about makin' me feel better?"
"Omae o koro--mmph."

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"Trowa!! You scared... Why are you looking at me like...? ...!! RASHID!!!!"
Almost instantaneously, his faithful servant appeared.
"Master Quatre?"
"Rashid!! Tro--MMPH!! MMMMMPH!!! MMMN!!!" Quatre was cut off by Trowa's kiss.
"Master Quatre, I see that this is a personal moment for you..." Rashid left, feeling happy to not stand in the way of *that* little incident.
"Now you're all mine." Trowa pinned the blonde's arms above his head.
"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

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In the meantime, Wufei was in his lovely little shrine, which he had crafted over the weekend. Incense burned and its smoke colored the air along with hundreds of candles. Birds could be heard singing and Wufei was cross-legged on the plush floor.
"Hmmm... I am not worthy..." he meditated, ringing tiny little bells and bowing down to the subject of his rejoicing.







Shining with all its glory and grandeur, the kleenex box looked mighty and majestic atop the silk-and-tassel pillow.

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END PART ONE
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