A/N: Hello all! I actually got around to posting one of my stories. Personally, I think this story blows, and I don't know if I should continue it, but then again, someone out there might like it. I already have the whole story written and finished and will post the rest of the chapters when I feel the time is right (see profile for more info). So please read and review!!!

Warnings: I do not own any of these characters! I just wish I did.

Strange Emotions

By: Lemony Sickness

"Ouch Heero! Be gentle; it's my most prized possession!" yelled Duo grabbing the base of his three foot chestnut braid.

"Hn." Was all that came from the normally silent, stoic Asian boy. Heero released his death grip on the end of the complaining boy's braid, thinking he had finally achieved his kind of peace, the peace of Duo's mouth actually not rambling on. But Heero was mistaken; because when he turned back to his laptop to file a mission report for the previously completed mission, Duo started right back up again.

"I don't know why you insist on going for my braid. I know it's so soft and silky looking, but damn Heero, your so rough! Plus, using that technique to shut me up won't work," Duo complained, playing with the tip of his braid, which was now slung over his right shoulder.

"Obviously not," Heero commented without stopping his incessant typing on his laptop. Duo, nowhere near done continued.

"I mean, Quatre refers to me as the energizer bunny, 'cause I'm so full of energy and words, that I just keep going. Quote unquote, a broken record as Trowa often refers to me. But my braid man! That's should be like a felony! That's like me taking your precious laptop and tossing it out the window to get you to talk! But then, instead of talking, you'd most likely kick my…"

Unnoticed by Duo who was currently ranting, Heero picked up his paperweight and lodge it in Duo's direction, missing since Duo chose at that moment to bend over and full with his pant leg, which made Heero sigh inwardly, glad that he had missed.

"What the hell?" Duo said upon hearing a loud bang coming from behind him. Looking up, he saw Heero standing a few feet away from him, his fists clenched. Slowly turning around, Duo spotted Heero's paperweight on the floor, and directly above it, a dent in the wall from where it had hit.

"Um…" Duo cleared his throat nervously. Walking over to the object, he picked it up then cautiously placed in on the bed, "I guess I'll see ya later!"

Heero watched the braided boy disappear out their bedroom door, and heard his feet going down the stairs, two at a time. Heero mentally kicked himself for not controlling his temper. Then frowned at the emptiness he felt upon Duo's leaving.

TBC…

I'm not finished yet, even though the beginning is really sucky, but

yeah…