Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Nor do I own their Record Deal. But maybe their agent will trade them to me?
AN: All right, so you guys wanted a sequel. Here it is - at least the first part! ;) Thanks for the overwhelming response - I had no idea!
Boy Band: The Sequel
Part 1
"Wow! Look at all the open space!" Quatre exclaimed, pressing his nose up against the glass of the Jeep window, watching the open terrain of the Australian outback go by.
"Remind me again why we are here?" Wufei asked grumpily from the middle of the backseat. "And can someone also tell me why we're letting that braided baka *drive*?"
"To get away from Relena, and because he wasn't going to stop whining unless we let him," Trowa answered from the other side of the backseat.
"I just hope she doesn't follow us here" Heero muttered from the passenger seat.
"Look, man, you should really just tell her off. For good," Trowa offered.
"I can't! You don't under-"
"DUO! WATCH OUT FOR THE WOMBAT!" Quatre screamed, as the Jeep swerved violently to avoid hitting the indigenous wildlife that had been peacefully crossing the road, oblivious to the oncoming vehicle.
"Sorry!" came the apology from the drivers' seat.
"SORRY? You nearly killed - WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD!" Wufei screamed as they were nearly plowed into by an oncoming truck. Duo quickly swerved to the other side, barely escaping certain death.
They did not, however, escape the ditch on the other side of the road.
"Damn Americans. Learn to drive on the LEFT side of the road when you're not in your own stupid country," Wufei muttered as they climbed out the window and into the outback.
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"Whose idea was it to drive all the way to Sydney by ourselves, anyway?"
"Heero's."
"Look - we had to land somewhere out of the way so Relena couldn't track us. We had to drive ourselves instead of taking the trailers so the girls wouldn't rip Duo apart," Heero muttered.
"And who exactly was opposed to girls ripping Maxwell limb from limb?
"Hey! Just 'cause I'm the most popular, Wufei, doesn't mean that you have to get so jealous. It's your own fault - if you weren't so grumpy all the time you wouldn't be the bad boy. Maybe you should try trading places with Heero."
"No way!" Heero protested quickly.
"Why don't you want to trade, Heero? Afraid that Relena likes bad boys more than shy ones?"
"Shut up, Wufei, unless you want me to kill you right here and now" Heero growled, slowly approaching the Chinese pilot, ready to pounce and strangle his prey.
"No! No!" Duo screamed desperately, trying to pin Heero's arms behind his back so he couldn't strangle Wufei. He wasn't having much luck.
"You can't kill him, Heero!" he insisted.
"And why not?" Heero asked, pinning his icy blue gaze on his still-intended prey.
"Because then we'll only have four people, and you *know* how much less popular 98 Degrees is with only four guys!" Duo wailed.
Heero stopped, and blinked.
"*WHAT?!*"
"Hey, look guys, it's a car!" Quatre called from his post at the top of the ridge, where he and Trowa were attempting to flag down a ride to Sydney so they could perform their show for that night.
"It's slowing!"
The three boys raced up to meet with Quatre and Trowa. Sure enough, a purple Volkswagen Beetle was slowing, and came to a stop beside Quatre.
A teenage girl of about their age poked her head out. She had short brown hair streaked with blond and red, and her cheeks sparkled in the afternoon sun.
As she saw the five boys she'd stopped for, her eyes grew wide and her mouth fell open.
"OhmiGod I can't believe it - *you're* Gundam Wing!" she squealed. Trowa looked uncomfortable, Quatre smiled nervously, and Duo winked at her while Heero stood impassively and Wufei rolled his eyes.
"Great. A fangirl. Weren't we trying to *avoid* these?"
"Shut up, Wufei, don't you want a ride?" Duo hissed at him before swaggering up to the window where the girl was visibly goggling him.
"Hey, sweetheart, you wouldn't mind giving us a ride to Sydney, wouldya? We'd be really grateful - you could even have front row tickets and a backstage pass" he said, winking again.
"OhmiGod you're DUO, you're my *favorite*, I love you so much, I love your hair and front row tickets - ohmiGod they're better than my back row ones, ohmiGod I'm giving Gundam Wing a *ride*, sure just hop in but Duo, could you ride here up front with me?"
"Sure!" Duo offered, pulling the door open and plopping himself down in the passenger seat.
"We. Are. Going. To. Die." Wufei said, before following Quatre, Trowa, and Heero into the impossibly small backseat of the car before it took off down the road.