Lord of the Butterflies
Duo turned into the ocean breeze, smiling and leaning against the whitewashed railing with his arms spread and gripped for balance. His tee-shirt billowed a bit and his braid whipped about.
As the tiny clipper teetered on the brink of a wave and pitched forward, a green-tinged Chinese boy bedecked in flotation devices slid past on an inflatable raft. The boat rocked the other way and he slid by again in the opposite direction.
In the captains cabin above the deck Quatre was backed against the glass. Trowa stood in front of him, his one palm against the transparent wall above the blonde boy's right shoulder. The location and occupation of the other hand was unknown, and no one had any quarrels as to it staying that way.
An arm snaked its way around the braided boy's waist and down to see his girlfriend standing beside him. Duet twitched an inquisitive eyebrow for Trowa and Quatre's sake as the glass near the two turned opaque with fog.
"I'm so jealous," she murmured jokingly. Duo laughed. Wu Fei and his unsinkable hoard slid past again, but went unnoticed.
"Where'd you leave Heero?"
"Below deck. The poor boy is having a fit. Can't find his towel," she replied.
"And Relena?"
"Similarly occupied with the hiding of said towel."
Duo's grin widened and pulled her closer, turning his gaze from her shining eyes out to sea. The aquamarine glow of the waves were paled in comparison.
In the distance growing steadily larger was an arbitrary island. He focused his eyes against the glare of the sunlight just to be sure. His grip tightened on Duet's shoulder and he half-dragged her across the deck to the opposite railing, nearly doubling over it to get a better view.
The island was nearly twice as large as it had been a moment ago. Duo could see the outlines of the treetops and jutting rock structures clearly.
"It's getting awfully close awfully fast…" Duet observed, not worried in the least.
"Shit…" Duo looked up at the captains cabin to affirm that Quatre was well aware of the island and knew exactly what he was doing. Duo depended on Quatre for these sorts of things. Quatre always had a smart little plan and a smart little back-up plan and smart little ideas and smart little bits of information to back those things up.
How sad it must have been for Duo, then, to have his idyllic image of Quatre shattered. The glass of the captains cabin was completely fogged up and the braided boy doubted that the people inside were in the vertical position to even attempt to look out the aforementioned windows.
Wu Fei slid past again, this time helpfully pointing out and labeling the island as such. "Island."
The braided pair ignored him. Duet took off like a shot up the stairs to alert Quatre, but didn't make it half way. The clipper struck the reef off the coast of the island and those on-board knew no more.
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Tori: Yeah, guess who just read Lord of the Flies.
Kegawa: You know how I hate to gamble, but I'm gonna have to put all my chips on…you?
Tori: Bingo. It got me thinking… If those boys had been, oh, what? Two years older? The story would have been totally different.
Kegawa: Yes, they wouldn't have raped that pig.
Tori: …when did they rape a pig?
Kegawa: *holding book open* Lust… Release… "Right up her ass!" …
Tori: *slaps forehead* They KILLED a pig, Ke.
Kegawa: Could'a fooled me…