Author notes: Hello everyone! This is my new side fic that I will be working on. It's a Zechs and Wufei centered fic with a little Heero and Duo, Quatre and Trowa on the side just to spice things up. This fic has no relations to P.S I love you. Furthermore, this fic is different from my other work, it's more of a happier note but still drama. Also please review, I would love to hear from you. ^.^

Enjoy!

Parings: 1x2, 3x4, 5x6, past 13x5

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

~In Presenting Yourself Nicely~

"It's not funny."

"You got to admit, it's kinda funny Wu-man."

"I said stop laughing" Wufei growled at his other four friends who were snickering in their seats.

"If you don't want go, then don't go" Trowa stated as he took a sip from his strawberry smoothie.

Wufei loudly sighed looking up at the summer sky and tried to remember why he thought it was a good idea to invite them all out to lunch today. "I can't" he sighed again, "I already told Zechs I would go."

"Wow Wufei," Duo said in mock surprise "I never took you for an elaborate party type."

Wufei sighed again as he flipped over the dinner invitation his boyfriend Zechs had given him. He did hate dinner parties or just parties in general, but he didn't want to bail… this time, and he couldn't find an excuse good enough to get him out of it.

"I'm not" Wufei protested, slamming the invitation on the glass table. "That's why I invited you guys out for lunch this afternoon… I need some…" Wufei placed his hands humbly on the table and looked at each one of them "I need some advice."

"Ha!" Duo barked out with a laugh, his violet eyes sparkling with amusement "Then you are asking the wrong people buddy, with the exception of Quatre of course" His eyes darted to the blond across from him with a smirk.

"Hey!" Quatre protested jokingly.

"I'm with Duo on this one little one" Trowa said smoothly as he leaned over and kissed Quatre on the head who playfully swatted him away.

Wufei let a small smile grace his lips; he always thought those two were good together.

"And do you have anything to add?" Wufei asked irritated, looking at Heero who was just quietly eating his lunch looking like he wasn't paying any attention to the conversation at hand.

Heero looked up at Wufei for a second and then went and took another bite of his sandwich.

"Hn."

Wow great help.

"You guys are useless" Wufei growled as he took a sip of water, with the way this lunch was going he started to consider that maybe he should of went with the excuse that his dog was on a killer eating shoe rampage, and would stop at nothing until he found the perfect shoe to devour…or, he should of said that he didn't want to go.

"Hey, can't say I didn't tell ya."

The excuse seemed like the best option at this point.

"Come on guys" Quatre said, "Wufei is our friend, we should help him" Quatre turned to Wufei and smiled sympathetically. Wufei rolled his eyes, he hated when Quatre did that, it made him look like a charity case, which he seemed to appear to be at the moment.

"What is it that you need our help for Wufei?" Quatre asked gesturing with one hand.

Wufei sat still for a second, deciding if he should actually go ahead with the request…or more like plea.

"I…I don't know what to wear," Wufei spat out.

He heard Trowa snicker and watched as Heero raised an eyebrow. This was defiantly a regrettable idea.

"Seriously?" Duo asked as both he and Trowa tried to contain their laughter; they were defiantly enjoying his misery. "Don't you wear like a suit, a tie… dress pants maybe, I heard shoes were a good choice-"

"I know I'm suppose to dress semi formal Maxwell" Wufei growled out in embarrassment. "It's just what to wear is the problem; I'm going to be around the rich…"

"Stuck up snobby people?" Quatre filled in.

"Quatre I-" Wufei felt bad for thinking it even though it was true. He knew Quatre wasn't like that but the last time Wufei had the unfortunate event of running into Zechs friends on the street, the only words he could fit them under was 'stuck up, snobby and stupid' and that was being generous.

"It's okay Wufei" Quatre said smiling "I know exactly the type of rich you are talking about and trust me they are more than a handful."

"The type of dress Wufei is referring to is not only semi formal, but the latest designer edition" Trowa said his lips turned into a small grin.

"Oh god" Duo chocked out smirking with little sympathy "You seem to be in a sticky situation."

"Hence why I need your guys help" Wufei said, sighing heavily.

"It's a wonder why Zechs isn't like that" Duo added in.

"Yeah…" Wufei looked down and slightly blushed, it was some what of a wonder, Wufei thought, Zechs may put a front sometimes with his friends, but when he and Zechs were alone together there was a whole other side to him.

"When is it?" Trowa asked finishing his smoothie.

"Today" Wufei answered, he looked around and saw everyone evade his eyes.

"So?" Wufei asked, looking at them all. "Are you going to help me or not?"

"Well, I would love to help but…" Duo said as he took a long loud obnoxious draw from his straw. Wufei narrowed his eyes, resisting the urge not to knock Duo's stupid cup out of his hand. "But I know nothing about shopping, like, I'm a mechanic for god sake, when do we ever need to go to fabulous designer dinner parties of the elite, plus I hate shopping."

Wufei just rolled his eyes in response resting his two fingers on his forehead; he figured Duo would be of no help.

He then looked over at Trowa with hope in his eyes, "Trowa?"

"No sorry," Trowa shrugged.

Wufei kept on looking at Trowa waiting for an explanation.

He didn't get one.

Wufei then darted his eyes to Heero, although he didn't even know why he even bothered, looking over at Heero was a waste of eye movement.

"Sorry Wufei" Duo chimed in for Heero, throwing an arm lazily around his shoulder. "Heero and I are going out for dinner later this evening" He then pulled Heero closer to him and gazed at him with a warm smile.

"Although it may not be as elaborate as yours" Heero addressed Wufei with a smirk, he then turned to Duo and gave him one of his rare smiles and planted a soft kiss on his lips.

"Why did I even invite you two" Wufei grumbled. He then looked at Quatre who was his last hope, he knew Quatre was busy but he needed help, the last thing he wanted to do was show up in something, dare he say, last season.

"You know I would be more then welcomed to help you Wufei but I have a few business meetings to attend to today" Quatre said in his most sincere voice, he glanced at his watch and widen his eyes a little. "Actually I should be leaving right now if I don't want to be late".

"You guys are of no help to me" Wufei grumbled as they all began to stand. What a waste of a lunch break.

"Oh Wufei it's not that big of a deal" Duo yawned stretching. "Why don't you just walk into random store and ask for Armarvi?"

"Armani" Wufei corrected with a glare. Duo just smirked back, he knew Duo miss pronounced it on purpose just to get on his nerves. "And wouldn't Armani be a bit much?"

"Just wear something nice that you already own" Trowa suggested.

"Why don't you just goggle it?" Heero grinned.

"Why don't I just forget I ever asked any of you guys okay?" Wufei growled as he began to walk of the porch. He should of just goggled it like Heero said, damn Heero!

"Oh Wufei we're sorry, we didn't mean to make fun of you, did we?" Quatre said the last part authoritatively as he gave the others a hard look.

Everyone just nodded their apologies as they hid their smirks, good going Quatre.

"I just think…" Quatre continued, "…that it shouldn't matter what you wear or even how you act, if Zechs really likes you, which I know he does, then he wont care." Quatre patted Wufei on the shoulder and Wufei looked away with a blush, regardless of how true it sounded, the dinner still made him nervous.

"Even if you wore a brown paper bag I'm sure Zechs wont care" Quatre smiled reassuringly.

"Whao!" Duo said dramatically putting his hand in front of him. "I don't know what Zechs you've been hanging around with lately, but I'm one hundred percent sure that if you show up in a brown paper bag Zechs is going to stroke out"

"Duo!" Quatre reprimand, jabbing Duo lightly in the shoulder.

"I'm just sayin," Duo said throwing his arms in the air. "Do you see how that guy dresses? It's like he owns the fashion industry and all it's fabric"

Duo then walked over and swung an arm over Wufei shoulder "If I were you, I would go with the Armarvi"

"It's Armani!" Wufei growled shrugging Duo off of him.

Duo just braked out in laughter in response.

"Anyways, I have to run or I'll be late for work" Wufei grumbled as he turned to leave.

"Do call us and tell us how it went" Quatre said cheerfully, "And trust me it will all be fine"

Wufei was grateful for all Quatre reassuring smiles, but the fact the Quatre made an effort to be so reassuring just made him more nervous…and agitated.

"If anything, Zechs will just take you to a private dinner, you know, to save you from embarrassment" Trowa smirked, receiving daggers from Wufei.

"Don't listen to Duo or Trowa Wufei" Quatre said as he knocked shoulders with Trowa.

"Don't worry I wasn't" Wufei grumbled as he waved good bye. He looked at his watch and sighed heavily. Only six more hours to go till the dinner party.

He groaned out loud and smoothed down his hair pulling his ponytail tighter.

Six hours was definitely not enough time.

TBC

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