Title: Quatra-chan in Wonderland.

Rated: R fir lot'sa lemony, limey goodness, language and lot'sa hentai! Oh, almost forgot it's pretty AU thou part of it takes place in the GW universe and it's got a bit of OOC in there too, it's from Quatra's POV too. Now add some carrots and lobster and you've got a good ole Yaoi stew! ^_^

Pairings: Mainly Quat+Tro and Heero+ Duo with a little of 5+4,2+4,1+4 and a little bit of het in there just 'acuse.

WARNINGS: this is yaoi; you know what that means, if not get a dictionary. This is going to be graphic guy + guy stuff so sit back and enjoy the ride.

Disclaimer: This is for all future chaps too; I do not own the GW boy's nor do I own Myuki-chan (that story was where I got the idea for the title). They are the property of Sunrise the great, and CLAMP, goddesses of manga. I am simply a poor high school student dedicated to watching bishi guys and proving the existence of leprechauns (I'll get you one day Lucky!!) And even if they wanted to sue me it's not like I have a cent to my name any way, so please lets not waste our time, sit back and enjoy the show.

Quatra-chan in Wonderland By: Vanacorien

Chapter one, what happened to Rabbit wholes?

Heero was pressing closer; his Prussian eye's flaming with heat, sparkling with a devilish light. His normally stoic face set in an undeniably sexy and seductive stare. Oh Allah what did I do to deserve this. "H-Heero? Wa- What are you. . .?" Good Lord! Heero was practically purring! Heero leaned fully on me then putting his strong hands on either side of my head and leaning low over me, brushing his naked chest against my clothed one.

I gulped spontaneously and he did some thing that sounded remarkably like a growl. I can feel my face heat with my blush, who am I kidding Heero's probably set the forest on fire with all of his hormones! I wriggle slightly underneath him and get enough leverage to push my self up on my elbows. No sooner do I get up than Heero pushes me back down splaying his clawed fingers across my chest his claws toying with several buttons.

"Heero! What in the w-"I break off with a squeak as he growled more prominently in his throat and presses harder on my chest. He licks his lips, pink tongue dashing out giving a slight show of his fangs, his eyes glance meaningfully at my lips then my throat. "What's the matter, pretty little Kitty Kat? Don't you want to play with me any more?" He grumbled mockingly, settling his hips firmly on top of me. I could feel a bulge in the tight leather shorts he was wearing and I gasped with shock. Allah!! No WAY that could all be Heero!

He smirked down at me threw his choppy bangs and lowered his face close to mine. "What's the matter Kitty Kat? Did you find a new toy?" He ground his hips into mine slowly rubbing his erection against me "Do you want to play with our toy, pretty Kat?" I gasped involuntarily, I'm pretty sure I was about to catch my hair on fire. "H-Heero . . . NNN! S-Stop! Heero!" What's he playing at?! Whys he doing this?! Oh Allah not him too! How did this happen? Where did it start? It was that shop, that strange little shop in the market! She did it! That girl, she's the on-e who got it all started, it all started out when . . ..

It had been a very long, no good very bad day; I think I've heard part of that somewhere before, from some old earth book I believe. Oh well, I shrug it off literally and am reminded of the small burden of our supplies on my back. I was walking steadily down the small market street, the hard packed ground of sand and mud feeling cool to the touch of my sandals.

Our most recent safe house was located on earth in former Saudi Arabia, the 'mad five' as we so graciously call them (can you blame us?) thought it best to hide us in a major city than in one of the many small farmhouses in the woods. And so any one who goes out must dress the part. I am wearing a dark blue and purple pin striped robe and plain sandals that greatly resemble flip flops, thou a bit sturdier.

A loud bored sigh comes from my far left and I in turn sigh and stop to see what Duo's problem is now. As we were the two to draw less attention than Heero or Wufei (both having their oriental looks) and Trowa currently being out on a mission, Duo and I had been elected the supply runners. This was all fine and dandy with Duo, he even went so far as to pick out a suitable costume, until he learned we had to walk there and back, because the truck would look conspicuous.

Ever sense he had been moody and petulant. I get along very well with Duo, his hyperactive happy nature reminding me of a puppy or a mad dog with a sugar rush. And I know that he sees me as some little brother and I love that feeling. But some times when his moods are bad you could just strangle him with that amazing rope of hair. "I am sorry Duo, but your grumbling isn't going to make a car appear." He scent me a pouty glare and I had to try hard not to laugh. He always made faces when he showed emotion, which reminded you of either a petulant child or of the psychotic teen that he really was.

"I know that Q thanks for the info, but it's hot out here! And I'm starting to sweat? How sexy is that?!" I did laugh then; the thought of Duo pouting because he didn't think he looked sexy sweating was a funny mental picture. I imagined him wrinkling his nose every time he got near any one, immediately checking to make sure he didn't smell of BO. That sounded more like some thing Releena would do thou. "Well then why don't you take to top of your robes off? You're a foreigner they wouldn't say anything." He gave me a slightly frightened look and shuddered. "No way! Did you see the way those guys were staring at me a little while back? Talk about feeling like a piece of meat in the window! I don't know weather they wanted to eat me or jump me!"

I laughed again blushing a little too at the mental picture that brought on and gripped the straps of my back pack harder. "I'm serious Kat! I'm starting to wish I brought my Hee-chan so he could protect me." I stopped laughing when I felt that little pang in my chest. The one I always feel when I hear Duo or Heero talking about the other. Or saw them together. Which was almost constantly, those two could not keep their hands off each other! And their favorite 'private places' were the hangers in every new safe house.

"Hey Q, What's up?" I snapped my head up from where I had let it fall to stare at the ground in thought. "Huh?" Wow that was a doozy. Have I mentioned my extensive vocabulary? For all my education you think I would be better at wording things. He grinned at me so big I thought his teeth would fall out (a true possibility with all the sugar he eats). "What's up with you Q man? You let out this fluttery little sigh thing," He sighed poetically clapping a hand to his fore head and batting his lashes. "And then you slumped like you just found out that the reindeer that hit grandma took out the Easter bunny too."

I laughed again waving at his still 'poetically' simpering form and began to walk again. "It's nothing Duo just a little, lonely I guess." As soon as the words left my mouth I regretted it. He looked at me questioningly and then understanding dawned in his violate eyes. He looked a little bashful sliding one of his hands up to scratch behind his neck a thing he does when embarrassed. "Sorry Q man, didn't think I was crow' in so loud." I sighed and smiled gently at him. "It's okay, it's not your fault, I'm the one who's jealous." And it was true; I wanted what Heero and Duo had. Don't get me wrong; I wouldn't see those two apart come hell or high water.

Duo was much happier than, even when we first met and Heero had turned from Mr. rock cold to some thing identifiable between a painted statute and a human being. They were very good for each other the both of them. But some times . . . "I take it that means you haven't talked to him yet huh?" I shook my head and began walking again, Duo stepping up to match my step. "Well you can't very well know until you tell the boy Q. It's like laundry. You can't just wash it all up and fold it away with out letting it air out or it will fester inside and get moldy. And who wants to wear a moldy pair of briefs?"

I laughed at his comparing my feelings to laundry, but I didn't really want to talk about it. "So are you saying that I should let some one 'air me out' before they put me on?" He grinned at me devilishly and winked. "Well if Trowa likes that kinda kinky stuff me and Heero know a really good spot where- mphmn!" I covered his mouth with my hand blushing furiously. "Not like that Gutter brain!" He laughed loudly at my blushing face and clapped me on the back. "Sorry Quatra but you know what they sa-" He suddenly broke off mid sentence and I glanced at him raising a brow in question. "What? What's up Duo?" "Look down their at that little shop? Can you read that?" I squinted to where he was pointing making out a large purple and dark green painted sing in Arabic. "Witch Azure of the sand's, fortune telling and apothecary." I read aloud in English for Duo's benefit.

"Wow it looks kinda cool! I didn't think they had witches or what ever in Arabia! Hey lets check it out!" He bounced up and down on the balls of his feet reminding me of a chocolate lab puppy I saw once. Then Duo grabbed me by the arm and started dragging me down the street. "B-but Duo! We need to get back to the house! We don't have time, or what if some one-"He glanced back at me in exasperation. "Don't worry Heero's knows how I am, he never expected us to be back on time. Besides, you need a little frivolity. "He grinned manically- over his shoulder. "And beside you never know until you get there right?" He exclaimed exuberantly tugging my arm all the harder. I grinned at Duo's back and sped up a little falling into his quickened step. After all, I never was one to pass up fate.