Of Brown Hair and Purple Scrunchies
Disclaimer: I do not own the scrumptious Gundam Wing Pilots (Dr. J: AND ME!) erm..Doctors. I mayhap extend this to the Ozzies (not Osbournes, the Oz leaders). I don't know what this shall become, and I think it's a good idea.so do review and tell me what you think shall we? And I do not believe anyone has thought of this idea yet.so write to me if it conflicts with yours and I will alter mine accordingly. huggles all who attempt to make sense of my nonsense Agriato! Thanks kindly, Ankoku (/thought/ "speakage" A/N to audience while giving a cookie.so that means every time you see you get a cookie! (Duo: YAY!)

Warning: this is a 3X4 / 1X2X5. YAOI. Don't know it? Don't read this. Not suitable for children under 18.

Chapter 1: The Dye. Quatre's Point of View.

I can't believe I actually agreed to this. I stare down at the brown hair dye and look up at myself stunned. /What the hell where you thinking/ I scream at myself silently. There I am, with the soft brown hair color of Trowa Barton, and am stunned at the carbon copy of the color. /Of course you idiot, you stole hair from his pillow when he wasn't looking/

Rolling my eyes, I look down at the goop Trowa insists on using. Poking it a little, I find to my dismay that it doesn't have the consistency of Jell-O as you may expect, but more of axle grease. /Duo really has gone too far this time, but I still will play along/

The bet. It always starts with a bet. Either between Heero and Duo or Duo and Wufei. This time, it was between Wufei and Duo of course! Each seems to enjoy quarreling, as they really do love each other. All three of them do. Heero, Wufei, and Duo. Odd how they got together, but I'll explain that another day.

Duo boasted that he could do a better Heero impression than "Wuffie" could, and somehow all of us got into the bet. Noin would determine the winner of the contest, and the doctors could get into it if they would like, but unofficially. Of course, Doctor J ran off to steal Relena's pink dress, as the biggest poof doctor would do. (Poof! Lol!) The prize was a hefty 200 bucks, and that was a lot to all of us since we had our own uses for such money. We picked names, and I of course was stuck with Trowa. Trowa got stuck with me, and Duo Heero as he boasted, Heero Wufei, and Wufei Duo.

So everything was worked out, and you had a full 24 hour time period to strut your stuff as the other person. I can't believe I'm actually going to imitate my closest friend Trowa, but I hope I don't go over the top. Especially because I like him so much. No one knows, but Duo gets a glint in his eyes when I talk about him non-stop. Plastering this axle-grease into a manageable uni-bang put on the trademark turtleneck and jeans.

/But you just had to go and make them skin tight/. Not answering the question of my conscience, I let it be. I wanted him to ogle like I did to him. So there's not a problem in that, right/Especially if he stares at your ass the whole time/ A grin appears on my face, and I figure that I don't look to bad right now. I pop in the green contacts and put the Trowa act on show as I head down to breakfast. And what I sight that was. The usual clutter was going on, Wu-Duo screaming and steals everyone's food jauntily, Hee-Wu ranting about the injustice of it all, and D-Heero, typing away at the laptop/I don't think he's looking at the stuff Heero looks at though, I bet he's looking at something that will keep him occupied/.

And there sat Trow-Quat. An absolute angel. Honestly. /And you thought you looked good in that shirt/. /The top two buttons are undone! The top two buttons are undone! Aah! My downfall! AHH/ Taking a few seconds to recollect myself, I nod silently to D-Heero, and take the usual place near /myself? Although, I never looked as good as he does in those pants/. Smilingly kindly to him, I ask how he slept. His eyes go up and down my body securely, and his response was smooth, "Not very well, sadly," fighting a raging blush, I openly check him out back. /This is going to be a problem/. Timidly, the blond angel reaches out and touches my hair, as to see if it feels the same as his does. The smile on his face got wider, so obviously he knows what I did.

We chatted quietly for the rest of the meal, and went about our day. Apart from the usual break up of fights between Hee-Wu and Wu-Duo, everyone enjoyed the day immensely. As they retired from dinner, Wu-Duo suggested that Trowa and Quatre play, as they usually did every week or so. Reaching for his violin, Q-Trow was stopped by a firm hand and made it rest on the flute. As I look into the blue-green eyes of Trow-Quat, I realize that he wants me to play his instrument. Now, I don't know about you music players out there, but usually your favorite instrument is sacred to you, and I know the other three g-boys would understand and allow the instruments to slide, as they think we do not know how to play each other's instruments. Quite the contrary, as Trowa and I have been teaching each other and he is very much the natural when it comes to the passion needed for the violin. I have a spare violin, and I purchased a flute of my own when he started instructing me, that way I could practice on my own. He motioned me to take his, and I find that very trustworthy of him/Because his lips where on it! You know that's why you like it so much/ A guilty smile spread across my face and we started playing. It was beautiful how well we played, and though the music was very fast and intense as Trowa preferred, I felt very happy to be playing the very soul of Trowa.

As we finished, we got a standing O and a glomp and handshakes from three very surprised pilots. They all headed upstairs.no doubt to do something nasty, but I stayed behind to practice a little more and to thank Trowa. "You played well, Trowa, and don't mind about using my flute. I wanted you to." Was the surprising remark from behind me. I didn't even know he was behind me, so when I went to thank him I smack right into his chest. /Smoooooth one there buddy, whisk him right away Mr. Romance/ I blushed horribly this time, and Tro-Quat just put his arms around me and gave me a hug and a strong smile. /Oh god, yep there goes my knees. No wonder he keeps that smile under lock and key, its deadly/

"Trowa, I know you don't like to talk much, but I do so very much need to talk to you, only, I can't see your face." I complied by standing on top of the chair, as I needed to be eye-level with him. /So what? I'm short! (Hey, he may be short but he's a tiger in the bedroom!) I look into his face and put the small smile into effect. Oddly enough, it seemed to melt Tro-Quat's face a little and his eyes became softer, and more /Cute, Gorgeous, Beautiful, Sexy, Hungry, Loveable any of those would do. / Losing my balance a little, I leaned into him, and made our foreheads touch. /What the hell? THERE YOU GO AGAIN GRACE/ I just looked into his eyes and was paralyzed. His lips met mine and the kiss was like an explosion. BOOOOOOOM! I smiled and took charge of the kiss, as Tro-Quat thought I was timid. I had to let him breathe some time, and unfortunately I relented the kiss. His eyes were smoky, and I knew if he had asked, I would have gone with him.

Tro-Quat smiled and kissed me lightly on the forehead, and murmured "I'll be dreaming of you tonight, Little Tro," and left up to his room. In a daze I walked back to my bedroom and fell asleep. Meanwhile...Happy and stated, the three all-powerful horny ones fell asleep. Wu-Duo managed to keep them up all night after twenty minutes of restlessness, and let's just say, many many hair ties were used...
End

What you think? Read and Review. Orrrr... (Dr. J sashays up to you and flips up his skirt. "Oops! Tee hee hee! No undies! Sorry about that!" and flaunts away).

Trying to wake up out of that horrible nightmare.to be completely honest.I did have a nightmare about that.