Strut Your Stuff, Duo!

Author's Note: Hehehe, the G-Boys in a beauty pageant. This story is for the express purpose of finding out which G-Boy is the cutest. This is a beauty contest, so your reviews will be the votes. Read and cast your ballot for the G-Boy you like best!

Heero folded his arms and scowled as he glared around the large room. It was full of teen boys, flexing their muscles or preening themselves in front of a mirror. Most had a girl, or even two, hanging off them. For every unattached boy, there was a great group of giggling girls (try saying that three times fast) that would descend upon him, leaving him with at least two girls.

I really don't want to be here, Heero thought miserably. The reason he was there was it was a contest for boys to see who was the best all-round Mr. Teen Universe. The contest was sponsored by OZ. The best in show would probably be leaned on to join OZ's ranks. It was being held at a large OZ base, so entering the contest was the perfect excuse to sneak in.

Beside him, Relena, seeming to read his mind, asked, "Why exactly are we here, Heero? I thought you hated things like this."

Heero muttered something under his breath. Relena decided not to push it.

Heero returned to his study of the room, noting those who would be competition, and those who would not. Hopefully, Relena was doing the same thing, he thought. Heero had brought Relena for the soul purpose of checking out the competition.

There was a loud ruckus somewhere at the opposite of the room. The Giggling Girlfriend Gang had mobilized, chasing an elusive bachelor.

Their quarry didn't become visible through the crowd until he was almost to Heero. When he did become visible, Heero almost laughed out loud. It was Duo.

Sprinting as fast as he could, the Deathscythe pilot headed straight for Heero.

"Heero! Help me!" Duo cried desperately, ducking behind Heero to relative safety.

"Why didn't you bring Hilde?" Heero muttered to Duo.

"I did!" he replied, "She went to the washroom! As soon as I walked in, they came after me!"

Relena giggled and linked arms with Heero. Heero almost pulled away, but knew what his fate would be if he did. "I'm Heero's fan club," Relena said, "No Giggling Girlfriends for him."

Duo pouted. "What about me?"

Relena laughed again and linked arms with Duo, then turned to face the GGG (Giggling Girlfriend Gang) head on. She smiled sweetly, as if to say Back off girls, these two are mine.

The GGs (Giggling Girlfriends) in the lead saw Relena's look and backed off. Soon the entire GGG had dispersed, back to the entrance to pounce on the next single guy to come in.

Hilde came back from the washroom soon, completely oblivious of the danger she had placed Duo in.

Relena and Hilde started chatting about this and that while Heero pulled Duo aside.

"What are you doing here, Duo?" Heero demanded quietly.

"It's a cover," Duo explained. "I have orders to blow up this base." Duo gave Heero a half-sided smirk, knowing that Heero normally hated things like these.

"Same reason you are."

"Hmmm, I wonder why they sent two of us on the same mission."

"Probably just a mix-up."

"Well then let's just enjoy ourselves." Duo gave Heero another lopsided grin.

Duo and Heero stood talking for another half hour, watching the antics of the GGG and scoping out the competition.

The GGG started moving quickly. Apparently they had found a new target.

Duo chuckled. "I pity the poor bastard who forgot to bring a date." The GGG split into two parties, each heading in different directions. "I take that back," Duo said. "I pity the poor bastards who forgot to bring dates."

The prospective boyfriends were heading in Heero and Duo's direction, which seemed to be the most logical route of escape.

The PB (prospective boyfriends) became visible through the crowd. This time, Heero did laugh. Duo was doubled up, howling with laughter.

There, running for their lives, were Trowa and Quatre. The two pilots noticed Heero and Duo. They changed course and pelted straight towards the Deathscythe and Wing pilots.

"Duo! Hide meeeeeeee!!!!!" Quatre yelled as he dived for safety behind the braided pilot. Trowa skidded to a halt in front of Heero, nodded a polite hello, and ducked for cover behind him.

Relena sighed and said to Hilde, "You take Duo and Quatre, I'll grab Heero and Trowa." A thoroughly mystified Hilde copied her as she laid a hand on Trowa and Heero's arms and smiled sweetly at the oncoming GGs. Soon all four pilots were covered, and the GGs backed off.

The four pilots huddled while Relena and Hilde went back to their survey of the room.

"What are you doing here?" Quatre asked Duo and Heero. "We thought the two of us on a mission was odd, but four of five"

"We're on a mission." Duo answered for them both.

Maybe they set if up this way in case some of us are eliminated from the competition. Trowa said thoughtfully.

You're probably right. Heero put in. This put an end to their musings, but they all got a huge surprise 15 minutes later.

The last thing they all expected to see was Wufei, Sally-less, stroll out of the crowd. Duo checked for the GGG. They were still staked out near the door. Not a single one had moved in pursuit of the Chinese pilot.

Wufei joined the dumbfounded pilots in their little group.

Quatre was first to break the silence. Where's Sally?

Wufei shrugged. At home, I guess.

How did you get past the GGG? Trowa, Quatre, and I had to run for our lives to get away from them Duo said incredulously.

Wufei shrugged again. The bunch of onnas near the door? They started to go after me, but I glared at them and they backed off.

Duo stifled a laugh. Typical Wu-man, frightening the ladies.

Watch it, Maxwell.

About half an hour later, it seemed all the contestants had arrived. A man got up on stage and began to speak.

Ahem. Thank you all for coming today. As you all know, this contest is being sponsored by the OZ organization, a smattering of applause. Lady Une and Lady Noin of OZ will be acting as two of our judges, The two women in question stood up, And Zechs Marquise will be joining in the festivities as a contestant. He stood up as well. Another smattering of applause and the three OZ agents sat down again. There will be three parts to the competition. The athletics, the talent, and, the speaker cleared his throat again, at the urging of our female judges, the swimsuit competition. The girls in the audience started clapping. The speaker continued. Please pick up schedules for the contest before you leave. There will be an introductory night for all contestants tonight, here at 7:30. All contestants must be here. Thank you. The speaker sat down again.

I'll go pick up schedules for us, Duo said.

What about the GGG? Quatre asked.

I'll take Hilde

Duo was soon back with the schedules, which he passed around.

Heero said as he studied the schedule, Introductions tonight, athletics tomorrow, talent the day after, and the swimsuit competition the next day.

The crowd started leaving the hall, and the five Gundam pilots split up, planning to meet for a council of war at 7:00 that night.

It was 7:15 that night. Heero, Duo, Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei huddled in front of the hall where the introductions were being held. They were almost finished their council of war. Duo summarized the plan they worked out.

OK. Whoever gets the furthest will ask to see the base. They'll set something off, distracting base personnel, the rest of us will go in, blow up the base and get the hell outa there. Agreed?

the rest of the pilots chorused.

Then let's get our asses in there and be introduced.

It was chaos backstage where the contestants had gathered. The man who had spoken earlier that day was shouting at them all. Finally everything settled down and everyone got their instructions.

Just walk out there, say your name, and walk back. Got it? Good. Now get in line! We have to start he checked his watch, five minutes ago!

In the chaos that followed, the Gundam boys were grouped together close to the front of the line. In no time, it was their turn.

Duo took the lead. He strutted out onto the catwalk. He went right up to the mike and said Hi, I'm Duo Maxwell, flashed a grin, and walked back. The other pilots followed his example and soon their introductions were over.

See you at Quatre checked his schedule, 9:00 tomorrow.

They said their good byes and split up, to meet again the next morning.

To be continued