Mud
Quatre frowned. Mud prints. On his nice clean marble floor. He looked up at Trowa, who looked a bit more pissed off than usual. Quatre nodded, it was Trowa's turn to clean up after all.
In the kitchen, Wufei is staring at the muddy footprints with a frown. It hurt him to see his nice clean floors befouled so horribly once again.
Behind him Quatre is trying not to smile as they follow the footprints into the kitchen. His lover can sometimes be such a cry baby. He was talking about murder, so Quatre decided to stay close, just in case he had to restrain him. Quatre grinned.
"It is your problem."
"How can it be my problem, when it is your fault Heero? You were the one who decided to take me there, not me, so why am I responsible?"
A very muddy Duo and Heero walked into the kitchen, still arguing. "Look, all I'm saying is that you were the one who jumped into the ring and then - "
"Hey! That's not true," Duo pouted, "The wrestlers, brilliant wrestlers, invited me. How could I refuse such lovely ladies the pleasure of my company?"
Heero snorted. "Pleasure, right. You just had to accept the invitations of two women mud wrestlers... I'll believe that when the new Colt doesn't have engineering faults."
Narrowing his eyes, Duo frowned, "Heero... why did you jump in with me?"
"Er..." Heero shifted, "You looked like you needed saving?" He blushed and looked away.
"What do you mean by..." Duo trailed off and then looked wide eyed at Heero, " Oh. Oh... Oh!" He suddenly found the floor very interesting, "Well... um, yeah, that's er, nice..."
"Yes, very nice." Heero said in reply, "Um... so?"
"Um... want to get some coffee sometime then?" Duo looked like he wanted to bolt off into the sunset.
Smiling with a pleased manner, Heero nodded. Then both of them left the kitchen, blushing and trying to not to stare at each other that much. They often caught each other looking at them.
Quatre smiled. "Well, that was pretty sweet." He turned to stare at Trowa, "You're still cleaning up, lover."
Staring at the floor, all Trowa said was, "Damnit. Why can't I ever be invited into a ring."
"Yeah I know what - Hey!" Quatre glared and Trowa smirked.