A/N:  Mah first Gundam Wing story.  *huggles it*  Weeshaw.  I feel so proud.  I wrote this on the airplane.  Cool, huh.  WELL, review if you can.  Enjoy.  ^ ~

"Hey Wufei, my Deathscythe's pretty cool, dontcha think?  Hey Wufei, my Deathscythe's pretty cool, dontcha think?  Hey Wuf—" Heero snatched the taking Duo doll away and threw it out the window.

"HEERRROOO!" cried Duo, running outside and saving it from the ground.  "You got it all dirty." He called, pouting.  Wufei shook his head, pulling out a lighter. 

"If I hear it ask if his Deathscythe's pretty cool once more, I'll BURN IT!" he muttered murderously.

"That's injustice." Trowa put in, smirking.  Wufei narrowed his eyes.

"Shut up, Barton --;" He said, folding his arms.  Quatre looked around at his obviously bored allies, absentmindedly dusting a lamp; one of the many in his mansion.

"How about we ask Relena over?  She's probably bored as well." He suggested dully.

"No." Heero responded firmly.

"She's always bored.  Bored and…just plain old crazy.  It's inj--" Wufei complained, but was stopped by Trowa grinning at him.  "It's injustice." He said quietly.

"Well, we should do some thing to get rid of this boredom." Quatre sighed.  Duo bounced back in, cradling his doll.

"I'm not bored!  Playing with my doll is fun enough." The braided boy said happily, about to pull the string in the back of it again.  Seeing this, Wufei jumped up and grabbed the doll, standing on a chair.

"Aww, Wuffie wants to play with my dolly, too!" Shinigami gushed.  At the word 'Wuffie', the Solitary Dragon went ahead and lit the top of the little God of Death's head.

"Itai!  Chibi Duo!" Maxwell shouted, diving toward Wufei.

"Uh-oh…" muttered Quatre, his blonde head tilted at the sight.  Grabbing popcorn, Heero sat in between him and Trowa.

"I'm not bored anymore." Trowa stated happily, grabbing some of Heero's popcorn.  Quatre shook his head.  Meanwhile, the two now-crazed pilots (Note: Duo was already crazy, to clear that up) were still going at it.  The doll had its head burned half way off as Duo was still trying to pull it away from the Chinese dude, with Wufei, well…laughing insanely.  Sort of like Heero, Quatre observed, for observing was all he could do at the moment.

"LEEEGGGO!" screamed the Baka, whacking Wufei's hands.  Still laughing crazily, he kicked the American's stomach, causing him to let go.  The only problem wrong with Wufei's action was that the doll came flying back at him. 

"AIYYEEEEE!" Wufei shouted, jumping off of the chair and running around.  Finally regaining himself, the chestnut-headed boy grabbed his little doll off of Wufei's head.

"Ssshh, don't cry.  I'll make you all better." Duo whispered, taking his doll into another room.  Wufei, now literally flaming, went after him.  Jumping up, Trowa and Heero followed them to watch the battle.  Quatre happened to be the only sane one, as he noted himself.  Sitting on the couch while debating what to do now, the doorbell rang.  Hearing it, Heero stuck his head out from the side of the door.

"If it's Relena, tell her I'm not here.  Tell her I will never be where she wants to find me.  Never.  Never again." He said fiercely, disappearing once again.  Looking back toward the door, Quatre grinned evilly.  Skipping over to the door, he opened it, only to be greeted by—

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A cliffhanger!  *gasp* Dun dun DUN.  Who was at the door?  Was it Relena, to Heero's demise?  Who will win the battle between The Solitary Dragon and the God of Death?  Will Wufei ever get Trowa to stop teasing him about 'Injustice'?  And, most importantly…is Quatre to remain sane?!  If you want to find out any of these questions, review.  Arigatou for reading… 

-Mai