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One Duo Maxwell sat idly looking over the battlefield from the cockpit of his large, destructive Gundam. He and his fellow pilots had just finished destroying the OZ forces sent against them. Duo probably should have been proud of his skills or sad for killing or at least tired, but our beloved braided pilot wasn't any of those things. In fact, he was rather bored.

He chose to share his feelings with the other pilots whether they really cared or not. "Damn, that was boring! Let's do something fun!" Duo cackled with insane glee over the radio.

Wufei shivered in slight fear. He knew that tone of voice. It was rarely used but when it was, he knew trouble was to follow. Wufei's fear was well justified. Duo whipped out a oval shaped object with holes cut in it. The strange glowing thing was apparently an instrument, because Duo put it up to his lips and played a few notes then stopped abruptly and smiled knowingly. "That should do it."

Quatre was about to question what exactly "it" was when the music suddenly continued, now much more intricate then the crude notes Duo produced but with the same tune. The blonde pilot stared in amazement as colors began to swirl around the five Gundams. Quatre was momentarily blinded by a flash of light, but when he opened his sparkling blue orbs he wished he hadn't.

Four pilots stood, dressed as mariachis complete with instruments, behind a fifth braided pilot who was clad in a pair of leather pants. And nothing else. Wufei growled. "Maxwell, what is the meaning of this?!"

Duo silenced him with an uncharacteristically sharp glare and then nodded his head. The four boys suddenly found themselves playing their individual instruments. This was starling enough, but they were in for an even bigger surprise when Duo began to sing.


"Link! Had come to town! Come to save the Princess Zelda!" The skinny American boy suddenly had a scary Mexican voice - a feat which left the other boys speechless. Despite their awe, the invisible force kept them playing."Ganon took her away! Now the children won't play, but they will when Link saves the day!"

The boys found themselves cheering and calling out in the same scary Mexican voice. This was definitely interesting.

"Link! Fill up your hearts! And wield your sword with power! And when you're feeling run down the fairy will come around. LINK!" Duo abruptly stopped the odd song and the four stopped playing. The boys looked up at Duo in confusion, all except Heero that is, who glared. Duo sighed a little and shrugged. "I don't know the rest of the words."

The others sweatdropped, except Heero, who continued to glare. "Duo, omae o korosu." Duo giggled happily, smiled and then started running as fast as his legs could carry him.

The three watched as Heero chased Duo off into the sunset. Quatre, more than willing to take advantage of the lovely sunset, snuggled close to unibanged companion. Trowa automatically wrapped his arms around Quatre.

Wufei snorted and turned away from the snuggling couple. He was making plans to get back to his Gundam when something shiny caught his eye. He moved over to the spot and picked up the strange object to examine it. It was an oval shaped oject with some holes cut in it and had the potential to be any number of things. A toaster. Scott Ross. A radioactive squirrel. But for the sake of plot (yeah, like there's actually a plot), Wufei came to the correct conclusion that the strange object was, in fact, an instrument. "Hm... I wonder if this is the thing Maxwell played
in his Gundam."

Obviously not making the connection between their unexpected traveling and the strange tune Duo had played, the Chinese boy brought the ocarina to his lips and played a couple of notes.

Wufei winced at the terrible sound. "Yes, this is definitely the thing Maxwell was playing." He was about to toss the instrument away when the music began playing again. Wufei recognized it as the tune he had played only moments earlier. Only, much nicer. The air around Wufei began to glow. The grouchy pilot eeped and frantically tired to get Quatre and Trowa's attention in hopes they could save him from the swirling colors.

"Quatre! Trowa! Will you two stop kissing!" Unfortunately, Wufei's pleas fell upon deaf ears and he disappeared with a flash of multicolored light.

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Wufei cautiously opened his eyes and realized he was in a shiny red car. With a white leather interior. And in between two very lovely and very surprised men. And both the car and the two men contained within were damn manipulative. And semi naked. The men, not the car, that is. He also noticed with no small amount of shock that the car was driving itself. Around some sort of arena. With a upside down spinning castle suspended from the non-existing ceiling. Which defies every existing law of physics. The two men didn't seem to notice or care about this law defying phenomenon. They were more interested in the black haired boy in their car.

Wufei started open mouthed at the purple hair man who was sitting in the driver's seat of the strange car.

"Hello there, may I ask what you are doing in my car?" The purple hair man smiled in a seductive manner that made Wufei very nervous. The man took advantage of the youth's confusion to wrap himself tightly around the pilot. The red haired one smiled in amusement and leaned closer to Wufei.

Wufei gulped nervously. "I... I..."

"No need to be nervous. Let us introduce ourselves." The gorgeous blue eyed boy said, pushing back a lock of his fiery red hair. "I am Touga. President of the Student Council."

"And I am Akio. Chairman of Ohtori. And you have been lucky enough to find yourself in my car."

"I... I... I'm Wufei." The poor boy stuttered, a bit unnerved by the fact that Touga was actually around the same age as he. The red head definitely looked older then him. He looked like a man, not a boy. Wufei felt a little embarrassed as he realized he definitely fell into the boy catagory. He was distracted from his thoughts by the chairman. Akio reached around to untie Wufei's hair and caress his cheek a bit, causing the boy to blush. Now all three's hair whipped around in the wind. Akio smiled. "So, tell me... Wufei. Do you like swords?" the man asked
before jumping on the hood of the speeding car.

Touga wrapped himself around the Chinese boy in Akio's place as the car continued along. "Don't worry. He's does that all the time," he said, referring to the man doing a fine imitation of a hood ornament. Wufei gulped. What sort of thing had he gotten himself into?