By: ImmortalRain7

Vacationing in Europe

By: ImmortalRain7

Summary: "No…Way! We are getting sent to Europe because some psycho killer is killing people on a cruise ship? SWEET."

Warnings: YAOI (meaning boyxboy), language, violence, Relena bashing

Pairings: HeeroxDuo, side pairing of TrowaxQuatre, onesided RelenaxHeero

Note: I have been reading Anita Blake Vampire Slayer Series lately so if my writing is a little different this is why.

Disclaimer: no I don't own Anita Blake, Gundam Wing, Holland America lines, Air Canada, or anything other than my mind and my computer.

Duo's POV

Chapter 1:

"Seriously?" I stared wide-eyed at the computer screen where an email was shining brightly in contrast to the dark room.

Heero stayed quiet, simply re-reading the email before sending a response that the mission was accepted.

Wow! A full paid vacation to Europe!...ok well it wasn't a vacation exactly. It was a mission. Apparently there have been murders on a cruise ship that was sailing through the Mediterranean. So now Heero and I get to go undercover for a ten day cruise. Score.

"Hee-chan, I'm gonna go tell Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei!" before he could respond I was already out the bedroom that we shared and halfway down the hall. We were currently living in a two story safe house. Although it was a huge house, it only had three bedrooms. Heero and I shared a room, Quatre and Trowa shared a room, and Wufei got a room all to himself.

I walked down the short hallway, my bare feet softly padding through the off white colored carpet. I reached Quatre and Trowa's room within seconds and knocked twice on the door. Inside the bedroom I heard soft voices whispering, and then rustling of a mattress. The door swung open and I was face to face with Quatre. His soft blond hair was ruffled and poking out in random directions. His face was slightly pink and he was making a very big effort not to pant.

"Q-man, guess what?" I paused slightly waiting to see if he would respond. In this pause, Trowa had walked over and now stood behind Quatre.

"um…I don't know, Duo. What?"

"Me and Heero-"

"Heero and I," Trowa supplied, interrupting me.

I ignored his comment and continued, "We got sent on a mission to Europe to go on a cruise for ten days!"

"That's great, Duo. But how is that classified as a mission?"

"Well it turns out that there have been three murders on the cruise ship so they want us to find the killer…but that doesn't matter…I'm going to Europe!"

I bounced happily to Wufei's door and rapped on it three times. Wufei opened the door within a few seconds and glared his hardest at me. It, of course, didn't faze me at all. "Wufei, I'm going to Europe for ten days!"

"Hooray…you won't be here to bother us," he stared blankly at me, willing me to disappear.

I pouted slightly. This was exactly why Wufei and I couldn't room together. We had tried it once and we just barely managed to not kill each other. We had kept up the whole house by arguing. Although Quatre had tried to stop us fighting, we had ignored him. In the end, Heero had walked out of his room, all quiet and stuff, and grabbed me from behind by my collar and dragged me into his empty room. He shut the door and threw me on one side of the bed and then went back to sleep.

I turned with a flourish and stomped back to our room, noticing that Quatre and Trowa's door had closed. Heero had shut his laptop and stripped off his shirt. I tried with all my might not to look at his well muscled body that was less than ten feet away. As I walked over to the opposite side of the bed, I couldn't help but steal a few glances as his muscles contracted and pulled as he put on his white tank top. I pulled my eyes back and took off my own shirt, stripping only to boxers, before climbing into bed and wrapping up in warm covers. The bed creaked and bounced as Heero also got in.

As I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, my thoughts drifted off to Europe and boys in Europe. Alright I admit it, I'm gay. It mostly started with Solo and my latest attraction has been directed at Heero. Maybe some hot foreign guys will finally get my mind off Heero…because honestly, I don't think anyone can ever be as straight as Heero. Well now that I think about, he doesn't care for anyone. I sighed and shutting my eyes, finally felt sleep overcome me.

The next day I woke up to the sound of my annoying alarm clock. That was one thing I wouldn't miss. I reached over and blindly slammed my hand down on the snooze button. I sighed and decided to get up. Glancing over, I noticed that Heero's side of the bed was empty and neatly made. I dragged myself out of bed and pulled on a pair of baggy jeans and a green long sleeved shirt with a white short sleeved t-shirt over top it. I hastily crammed ten days worth of clothes into my black duffel bag and then jogged down the stairs and into the kitchen. Quatre was over by the oven cooking some pancakes, Trowa was grilling bacon beside Quatre, and Wufei and Heero were sitting at the small round table reading the newspaper. I set down my bag and then started setting the table. When Quatre, Trowa and I were done, we all sat down and started eating.

"Mhmm…Quatre, I'm gonna miss your pancakes," I said while working on my 9th one…hey, I'm a growing boy.

Quatre laughed shyly and then continued eating. I finished before all the others and leaned back in my chair watching the others eat. Trowa was reading a piece of the Life section in the newspaper and he reached for another pancake without looking up. Quatre also was reaching for another pancake without looking. Their hands touched and they pulled back their hand immediately, Quatre blushing like crazy while Trowa simply hid behind his newspaper. Hmm….interesting. I smirked, a plan forming in my mind already. I glanced over at Heero who was looking at me weird. It was probably the evil grin that was just screaming mischief. I smiled innocently at him and then left to put my dishes in the sink. Soon after, Quatre and Trowa followed with their own dishes.

As I was walking away from the sink, I passed by Quatre and stuck out my foot slightly, just enough to trip him. The unsuspecting Quatre fell forward, but just as he was thinking all hope was lost, an arm snaked around his waist and pulled him up and against a chest. Quatre blinked before jumping out of Trowa's arm.

"Uh…S-Sorry, Trowa…uh…thanks for…uh…catching me," Quatre looked like he was gonna die of embarrassment.

Trowa nodded and walked around Quatre to rinse his dishes. I smirked triumphantly and started walking towards the door but stopped when I saw Heero looking at me weirdly. I tilted my head to the side slightly, wondering what the heck he was trying to do.

"Uh, Heero?…don't give yourself a brain melt down…I need you to help me get through airport security."

This made Heero snap out of it and he just got up with his dishes and walked to the sink. I stood there a few more seconds before shrugging and walking towards my shoes. Pulling them on, I grabbed my bag and headed towards Wufei's car. Wufei's Jeep Wrangler was blue and had the top open so that there was no roof, only one little bar. I threw in my back to the back seat and walked back to the safe house we were in. We had agreed that Wufei would drive Heero and I to the airport and back, mostly because his car was the best in the woods and other terrains. We had everything packed within 5 minutes and we all piled in the car, me in the back seat, Wufei driving, and Heero in shot gun.

I waved as we sped off towards the Toronto air port. It was about a three hour drive without traffic but seeing as how it was nine o'clock on a Monday morning, there was a lot of traffic. I leaned my head back and stared at the sky, trying not to get blinded by the sun which was glaring as hard as it could at me. We were stuck in stop and go traffic for two and a half hours before it finally started clearing out. We got to the airport around three in the afternoon. Wufei dropped us off at the front of the airport before speeding off to meet some mystery girl for their date at the mall. Heero and I walked into the airport and automatically walked to the Air Canada check-in line. We had to wait another hour before we could finally print off our ticket and boarding pass. Jesus, I hate airports. Naturally Heero and I got the perky lady behind the counter who couldn't seem to stop smiling.

"What flight number are you one, sir?" She said in that falsely high squeaky voice.

"uh…739."

"Ah! 739 to Rome. What seat numbers are you?"

"uhm…27 A and B."

"Perfect."

And then to make things even worse, the lady decided to chat with Heero and I.

"So how long are you going to Rome?"

"Ten days…for a cruise."

"Oh wow…that sounds wonderful. Well, be sure to have a wonderful time, Mr….Maxwell," she said as she glanced down at the boarding passes for the name.

My eyes widened slightly when I realized what she was implying. I was so shocked that I kept on opening and closing my mouth but no sounds came out, making me looking like a freaking fish. She finished checking in our two duffel bags and wished us a good flight. I was still shocked so I couldn't move yet. Heero grabbed my arm and dragged me away from the counter. I looked at him and even though he had an emotionless mask in place, I could tell that he was silently laughing at me.

"Shut up!" I yanked my arm back and lightly punched his arm.

We made our way towards security. Since there are no guns allowed on a plane no matter what, the professor had sent a package of guns and other weapons to the airport in Rome where we could pick them up. We stepped up to the security line and waited until we could grab one of those ugly gray buckets. We had to remove our shoes and put them in the bin. Psh…what do they think we're gonna do? Hide tiny bombs in our shoes so that when we get on the plane we can blow off the toes of the stewardess? Shaking my head, I still took them off and placed my book in the bin also. I had stopped by the library when they were closed and borrowed the first book of the Anita Blake Vampire Slayer series. Heero walked through the security thing before me and he was cleared.

I held my breath as I walked through. That annoying beeping sound went off. My eyes widened. Shit. What if I accidentally strapped on a gun and I didn't even know it. It was practically a habit for the gundam pilots. A huge black man came over with a little stick beeper that buzzed as he swept it over my body. It went off at my waist line and he asked me to pull up my shirt. Great. Now I was stripping in front of the whole security line – which some of those teenager girls were watching me like hawks – but now I'm gonna get caught with a gun in my pants. I lifted up my shirt to show my belly button. He pointed to my belt which was black with a metal clip.

"That's your problem…Please remove your belt."

I was still recovering from shock but took it off anyways. The black man ran the detector over my waist and it didn't buzz. He waved me on and I grabbed my book and strapped on my belt while doing a funny little dance to get my shoes on quickly. I ran to catch up with Heero. He stood motionless off to the side. I laughed embarrassed and then walked with him to gate number 31.

Did I mention that I hate airports? Cause I do. There are non-stop lines everywhere you go. And then when you actually get into the building, you find out that your flight has been delayed for another three or four hours. It sucks. Our flight was supposed to leave at 4:15 but then the plane got stranded in Raleigh, North Carolina, because of bad weather. Now we are scheduled to leave at 7:15. It sucks!

I wandered around the airport for a few hours. I mostly chilled in the nearby bookstore that had a huge collection of fictional stories. I sat in there with my Mp3 player and listened to New Found Glory until about 6 and then I walked back to where Heero was sitting. He had entertained himself by reading the nine year old magazines that littered the waiting room. The small section for Gate 31 was starting to get crowded. The seats had all filled up and now people were standing by the window and walls.

"Heero…You didn't save me a seat?" I looked innocently at him. Since most of the people there were bored half to death, they didn't even try to hide the fact that they were eavesdropping on out conversation.

"No."

"Heero, you're mean," I decided to put on a show for the buggers that were listening to us. I started sniffing and looking teary eyed.

"hn," Heero didn't feel like playing my game but I still continued.

"Well…fine…I'll just go stand over on this wall if you need me," I faked sadness and hung my head as I walked over to an empty wall and leaned against there.

Soon after, a teenager girl about 18 walked up to me and leaned against the wall to my right.

"Hi, my name's Kasey."

"Hi, my name's Duo."

"That's a really cool name. So, what brings you to Rome?"

"Well…I'm going on a cruise for ten days," I admit I liked this girl. She wasn't completely shy but she wasn't overly confident like some chicks are. "How bout you?"

"I'm going on a cruise too. What ship?"

"uh…Nordaim? Nooordoim? Noor-"

"Noordam?"

"Yep that it's!"

"Same here. Wow, that was lucky. So are you going with family or friends?"

"no, just that annoying guy over there," I vagely pointed over towards Heero. I said the next part louder because I knew for a fact that he was listening in on Kasey and my conversation, "WHO HAPPENS TO BE A COMPLETE LOSER BUTT FACE."

Heero glanced up at me and glared hard. I stuck out my tongue and then turned back to Kasey, who was giggling.

"So how old are you?" I asked trying to keep the conversation going.

"oh…eighteen." Am I good or what? I totally guessed her age and got it right. I deserve a cookie.

"Cool…I'm nineteen."

"What about…him?" She nodded towards Heero, who was still watching.

I rolled my eyes, "Heero's twenty."

"Yes and you still hold a grudge that I'm older than you," Heero walked up to stand in front of me.

"You know what? You just can't accept that I'm more handsome than you."

Kasey outright laughed at our little fight. This is almost too funny because one time, Heero and my argument got a little out of hand and we grabbed guns and started shooting each other. Quatre had practically turned purple when he came back from his mission and I was shot in the arm and leg and Heero didn't even have a scratch on him. Oh and the safe house was completely destroyed.

Kasey continued laughing but stopped when the P.A. system came on announcing that flight number 739 to Rome was boarding now. Heero left to get in line while Kasey and I slowly made our way to where Heero was standing.

"So Kasey, are you here with anyone?"

"Nope. Just me by myself."

"What seat do you have?"

"um…27 C."

"WOW! That's so funny cause Heero and I are 27 A and B."

We walked down the passageway to the plane door. We all headed back towards seat 27. Heero sat down in the window seat while I grabbed the isle seat and Kasey grabbed the isle seat on the opposite side (Here's what it looks like: AB (isle) CDE (isle) FG)

"Heero, what are the details on the mission?"

"Check out the passengers that have been on all three cruises when the deaths occurred. Also check out employees. I will be living in a verandah level room and you are going to be….an employee."

"WHAT? You can't be serious. This is my first cruise. And I'm gonna spend it cleaning other people's rooms. Damn that old scientist."

"relax. You will be an extra help so you will be all over the ship, not just cleaning beds. This way you can have access to the employees and investigate them."

"Why can't you be the employee?"

"I don't have the name tag like you," I turned to Heero and he pulled out a plastic i.d. badge that had my face and my name.

I groaned and banged my head against the tray in front of me. The chubby lady in front of my seat turned around and glared at me. Unfortunately, her multiple chins ruined the effect. I ignored her and looked back at Kasey who was introducing herself to the couple next to her. The tall man had his arm slung over the shoulder of the short….man. Kasey didn't seem to have a problem with their relationship and the shorter of the two seemed to open up to her more and more. Kasey laughed and then turned to me, finishing her conversation with the two boyfriends.

"So what room are you in?"

"uhm…well…I'm kind of…an employee," I glared as hard as I could at Heero who didn't seem to care and just stared back.

"haha…really? Well that's cool. Are you an employee too, Heero?"

Heero looked at her for a while before slowly shaking his head, no. I lightly punched his arm again.

"Way to be social, Hee-chan." That earned me a hard glare. I ignored it and turned back to Kasey.

"No. He's in room 5039. How about you?"

"Wow! We're right across from each other. I'm room 5041."

We were about to continue talking but stopped when the stewardess came on the loud speakers, "Welcome to flight 739 to Rome. We ask that you now fold up your trays and put them in their safety lock and turn off all cell phones and electrical appliances. For your enjoyment, beverages will be served……."

I zoned out after the stewardess said 'welcome.' I have flown plenty of times so I knew all of the safety tips and could practically recite them by memory. Kasey had also flown many times because she was lip-synching to the exact words of the stewardess.

About thirty minutes later, we were speeding down the runway. I always loved this part of the flight. I just got a huge adrenaline rush when I looked out the window and saw buildings passing by at an incredible speed. And then my stomach always flips when we finally get enough momentum to lift off the ground. It feels like my stomach, heart, and brain are still back on the ground while I'm in the air.

The plane soon got to a really high altitude and we were free to move about the cabin. I turned back to Kasey and we started talking. Most of the stuff I didn't recognize – like the latest song or trend – but I pretended like I did. I even came up with my own little pretend life. I went to Harvard with Heero. My parents died when I was ten. My brother is quiet but gets really loud and childish when I bother him. My father figure is quiet and reserved. My mother figure is nice and has blond hair and always cooks and cleans. Wow. It's almost like I'm describing the Gundam boys. Wufei's my brother, Trowa's my dad, and Quatre's my mom. Well the last one was pretty true seeing as how Quatre was the Gundam boys unofficial mother.

Kasey talked about her life too. She lived in Vermont for a while before going to high school in Florida. She decided to have some fun before college started and thus this trip was organized. Her parents also died when she was young. She was adopted by a nice couple who took good care of her.

By the time we finished with our life stories, it had been three hours. The flight to Rome is eight hours long. I sat back and decided to watch Horton Hears a Who, which was playing on a giant TV in front of the plane and on smaller TV's over the isles. I must have fallen asleep half way through the movie because next thing I knew I woke up from the plane shaking. I glanced around and noticed that many people were also in a fitful sleep, because who can honestly sleep well with turbulence.

I looked at my pillow and realized that it was Heero's shoulder that I had been leaning on. I looked at Heero ready to face his glare but he was simply staring at nothing. I shrugged and looked over at Kasey who looked over at me with wide eyes.

"What's the matter?" I whispered trying not to wake up anyone.

"uhm…Duo? Can you switch with me? Please?"

"Why?"

Kasey didn't say anything just moved back in her seat so I could see around her. Beside Kasey, the couple were…swapping spit. Aww…hell…they were making out like there was no tomorrow. Kasey looked like she was gonna die and flinched every time they moaned. I sighed, not really wanting to but nodded none the less. Relief flooded into her face. She stood up and so did I, making the awkward exchange of seats. Heero looked up when he saw me moving and then looked questioningly at me when I had sat down in seat C. I motioned with my eyes to the couple next to me.

I looked around wishing there was a stewardess that would come and kindly ask them to…stop. But of course, whenever you need them, they disappear so I sat there trying to focus on my book. That also didn't work because I would spaz because the couple kept on moaning and…making nasty sounds. Not that I minded they were gay but it was just plain awkward when you have to sit next to them and listen to it.

I gave up reading my book and blocked out the two men by blasting my Mp3 player, listening to some indy-rock band. And then just as I was starting to calm down, the two men separated. I sighed in relief but not for long because a stewardess came to stand next to me looking down at me. I pulled out my earpiece and looked up at her.

"I'm sorry, sir. But I'm going to have to ask you to turn down your music. You are disturbing some of the other passengers who are trying to sleep."

I sat stupefied. You…can't…be…serious. The two people next to me are practically having sex with their mouths and I'm the one that get's in trouble. I smiled snidely at her and then put back in my earpieces and turned the Mp3 player louder. Screw this! I glared at the stewardess, daring her to comment. She seemed shocked and then turned and left. The chubby lady that was in front of my old seat looked over and glared at me. I glared right back. A few minutes later, the couple continued their activities. I listened to my music until the P.A. turned on again and the stewardess informed us that we were going to start the decent. I put away my music and sat back waiting for the second adrenaline rush of the day.

The landing was also my favorite part of flying but not as good as taking off. Whenever we descend, it feels like my ears are gonna explode from the pressure build up. After the plane had stopped there was a rush to get to the door and off the plane. The couple next to me waved goodbye and escaped off the plane. I hope to God that they aren't on the cruise. Kasey sheepishly smiled at me.

"I'm sorry, Duo. It just got to the point where it was getting creepy."

"No, it's not your fault."

We single-filed off the plane and it turned out that the evil stewardess was the one wishing us a good trip in Rome. When she got to me, she glared and I glared right back. Of course she didn't wish me a good trip but I don't care. All three of us headed to the baggage claim area and grabbed our bags before being rushed out to a bus by some Holland American employee. We loaded into the bus and started our two hour drive to the ship. Because of the time differences, it was now eleven in Rome. Kasey and I grabbed a pair of seats and we both mashed out noses to the window, watching as Rome passed by in a blur. And so begins our vacation in Rome…

IR7: man this took me forever to write up

Duo: She means it...she was typing furiously this whole morning and afternoon...and then she'd beat the computer if it was too slow for her

IR7: well you could have helped a little

Duo: Pff...no way...besides it was funner watching you struggle...anyways you better finish those other stories before people start sending you razors in the mail

IR7: yea i know but i promise i'll finish them as soon as i finish this one

Duo: If you review fast, then she'll get the next chapter up faster

IR7: yep and please no flames...it's just a fictional story written by a crazed fangirl