Pool Party

By: JasonResno

A/N: Yes I do own gundam wing. /sarcasm.

It was a peaceful summer morning at the Gundam Boys' safe house. Down in the kitchen of this rather luxurious estate, furnished in full by the oh-so generous Quatre Winner, the sandy haired former gundam pilot, Quatre was standing over the stove. He had an apron wrapped tightly around his waist and was sweating away as he hurried to prepare breakfast for his friends.

A muffled yawn, "So Q-tip what's for breakfast?"

A groggy Duo walked into the kitchen, panther slippers, and pajamas with a red panther on them, and his hair lazily braided. He ran his hand over his attire and took a seat on the cold kitchen chair.

"Scrambled eggs, toast, and some oh so delicious waff-els," Quatre cheekily grinned.

"I love French food." Duo already had a fork and knife in hand. "Oww what's that for?"

Duo looked over his shoulder with a frustrated frown, Wufei walked past and took a seat, after giving Duo a smack to the back of the head. "I felt like it."

"Baka."

"What did you say, Maxwell?"

"Err hey looks like Heero is up!"

With a quick skillful change of the topic Quatre averted their attention to Heero walking into the room, clean and efficient as usual. He was already dressed as if he had woken up hours ago (slacks and a nice white t-shirt.

"What's the occasion o-silent one?" Duo made a face over his toast at Heero, and turned quickly as Heero made a small gesture as if for a gun that he no longer carried. "Question withdrawn—hey gimme more toast!" The braided gundam pilot greedily reached across the table at the plate of toast Quatre had just sat down.

Heero shook his head in mock disgust at his American friends hunger. "Party at Relena's, noon and bring swim trunks." Walking past Heero scooped up a plate of eggs and toast and walked out on the front porch and took a seat on his favorite chair, already grabbing his laptop and opening his email.

From the kitchen Wufei could see Heero take a seat, and visibly retract from his laptop as Heero was assaulted with Penis Enlargement adds. Wufei looked quickly at Duo, who tried to hide his mischievous laugh behind his toast.

"Funny." Wufei turned his attention up to the doorframe as Trowa stumbled through, as clean and suave as he's ever looked. He glanced at the food, shook his head, and went outside on the porch and sat down and put his feet up. Engaging in casual conversation with Heero, which had become strangely more often.

"Whaddya think they talk about out there?" Duo looked towards the porch, a hint of jealousy in his voice.

Quatre looked away from the fridge, where he was grabbing the last carton of milk, and glanced outside at the two most solitary pilots. "Knowing them they are probably talking about old war stories. You know how deep those two were into this war? Sometimes I worry about them. The first few months after Maremeia Trowa was pretty sick, always muttering about Heavyarms in his sleep. He seems to be OK now, but you know what I mean."

Just than the phone began to ring, causing both Wufei and Duo to leap towards the device. Finally after a minute or two of wrestling Duo had managed to take the phone out of the thinner boys hands.

"Ello, Smith's residence!" Duo chirped happily into the phone.

"It's me Relena, you can drop the façade," she responded.

"Oh right, we do have caller ID…but a certain SOMEONE wouldn't let me look at it," Duo muttered accentuating each word with a head nod towards the now moping Wufei.

"Who is it braided Baka?" Wufei asked innocently, but only received the middle finger from Duo. "So civilized…"

"So Rel, how are you this fine morning'?" Duo grinned cheekily.

"Morning? It's almost 11:30. Are you guys coming down or not?" Relena asked uncertainly.

"Sure are, Heero would do anything for you." Duo had begun twirling the wire of the phone around his finger as he teased her. From the porch Duo saw Heero close his laptop and begin walking into the room, apparently Yuy didn't need enzyte.

"Listen, Rel, gotta go!" Duo dropped the phone and ran off, all of his long braid flapping behind him as Heero gave chase.

"Duo are you still there? Why are you screaming? Heero don't hurt him, you know what I told you about that! WOOSUH, WOOSUH" Relena squeaked from the phone, as Wufei picked it up and hung it up.

"But I don't wanna go! I'll get sunburned!" Quatre whined from the back seat of their group vehicle. Duo was driving haphazardly, Heero was sleeping in the passenger seat, and Trowa, Wufei, and Quatre were squeezed in the back. Duo had on his black swim trunks with fiery stripes, Quatre had on a pair of tan swim trunks over his very pale body, Trowa wore half red/half white swim trunks and Wufei had a pair of white trunks with a dragon on them. Heero's was simply a pair of green trunks.

"Hey Maxwell, watch out for that-----agh!" Wufei grunted as he slammed against the window on one of Duo's more sharp turns. "Your driving is weak!" Wufei swore under his breath.

"No bad words Wuffy!" Quatre slapped his hand. Quatre blinked as he received a menacing glare.

Crackling noise "This is your pilot speaking, who wants some music?" Duo said in a perfect airline impersonation, including holding his cell phone up like a radio. "Oh you do Quat? You asked for it." With a mischievous grin Duo slipped in a blank CD labeled "Ravers Guide to Techno".

Immediately the whole car grabbed at their heads to stop the "music" from entering their brain, Trowa screamed almost in pain while Wufei grabbed for his katana. "THIS ISN'T MUSIC, THIS IS EVIL!"

Heero woke up from the front seat and was eying Duo with the: oh now you fcked right up. Surprisingly in the back Quatre was tapping his foot, "I like this, it's kind of catchy guys!" Everyone sweat dropped.

So that is the end to chapter one, how do you guys like it?