A/N : My very first fanfic. (Yay?)
I wrote this when i found myself with absolutely nothing to do. It's amazing what pops into your head when you're bored.
Anyway, this is my first fanfic. Please bear with me if you find any spelling errors or just all around horrible grammer.. My English still needs some work.

I just hope you'll enjoy it and let me know what you think?
I'm open for any tips or suggestions!

Have fun reading..

Standard Disclaimer Applies.

Twitching.

Twitch. Twitch. Twitch..
Heero tilted his head to the side slightly, blinking at Duo in confusion. "What's wrong?"
Twitch. Twitch.
"What's wrong with him?" Quetra asked as he turned to look at Duo as well.
Twitch.
"Maxwell, stop twitching!" Wufei growled as he moved his foot to kick the boy.
Twitch. "I can't help it.."
Trowa raised his eyebrows. "Is something bothering you?"
Twitch. "It's.." Duo started as he tried to move his body away from Heero as best as he could, not really getting far as the shackles around his wrists restrained him. "Heero!"
Heero sighed at this, trying to move away as best as he could. "It can't be helped."
Twitch. Twitch.
Quetra sighed as he glanced around the prison cell they were currently in.
"I guess they just didn't have enough shackles or something.."
Twitch. "But did they really have to put us in a position like this?!"
Trowa snorted as he looked over at the boys who were shackled together with Heero's chest against Duo's back. "It looks rather... amusing."
Heero shot the boy a death glare at that, causing Wufei to laugh.
"He is right, Yuy. The two of you look rather.. adorable? Cute?"
Heero's glare intensified. "Call me cute again and I'll kill you."
Twitch.
Duo let out a cry as he tried to move away from Heero again, "Dammit!!"
"Duo, stop moving around so much!" Heero said when Duo's leg accidentally brushed across his thighs.
"I can't help it! The feeling of your body against mine is just... unbearable!!"
Quetra chuckled in amusement. "You know, considering the circumstances we're in... This is quite funny."
"Shut it, Winner," Heero warned as he turned to look at Quetra, only to feel Duo's body stiffen against him.
Twitch. "Heero?"
"Yes?"
Twitch. Twitch.
".. Something is poking me in the back." Twitch.
"... I told you not to move around so much."
Twitch. "Please tell me.. That that's a gun?"
".. It's not a gun Duo."
Twitch. Twitch. Twitch..
"Heero?"
"Yes, Duo?"
".. Get us the hell out of this position!!"
Twitch. Twitch. Twitch.

End.