Here's something new from me. No, it's still YAOI! Heehee, the pairing I mean. Also, a rarity from me, it's not a total comedy. *gasp!* And I'm trying so hard to keep the guys in character this time! Really I am! Oh yeah, before I forget! This one's kinda lime-ish (ohh my first yaoi lime!) so WATCH OUT!!! =^_^= Hope y'all like it! Enjoyyyy!
Duo stretched out on the couch and yawned loudly. Wufei glanced over at him for a moment and eyed the American with contempt. No one could annoy Wufei like Duo Maxwell. Lazy baka, Wufei thought, studying Duo's sprawled form on the couch as he channel surfed.
"Ooooh! Pokémon's on!!" Duo exclaimed happily as he sang along with said show's theme song. Wufei's eyebrow twitched ever so slightly, almost to the beat of that undeniably catchy tune. "You teach me and I'll teach yooou! Pooookeeeeeeeémooooooon! Gotta catch 'eeem aaaaall! Pokémon!" Duo sang along. Wufei only shook his head.
"How can you watch this crap?" Wufei asked the braided boy on the couch.
Duo sat up and looked in Wufei's direction. "It's not crap, it's educational!"
"Educational?"
Duo nodded. "Yeah. It teaches you about animals."
Wufei shook stood up and walked over to Duo. He got in his face and said "How can it be educational if it's teaching you about animals that don't even exist? Hmm?"
Duo blushed at the closeness. "Uhmm... I... I dunno"
Wufei's eyes narrowed and he smiled slightly. "I thought so."
Duo gulped. If Heero caught him being this suggestively close to Wufei, the both of them were in big trouble. Still, it felt kind of nice feeling Wufei's warm breath near his lips, to be able to inhale nothing but the Chinese pilot's wonderful scent, to see nothing but those exquisite black eyes, to-
"Am I interrupting something?" Quatre's effeminate voice asked from the doorway.
Duo quickly shot a guilty 'You've caught me' look Quatre's way. Even though he and Wufei hadn't done anything, Duo felt that if Quatre hadn't interrupted, something would have. "Interrupting?" Duo asked. "Nah, we were just havin' a staring contest, ne Wu-man?"
Wufei shrugged. "If you want to call it that." He smirked.
Duo blushed a little. "S-so, uh, Q, what's shakin'?"
Quatre folded his arms and leaned in the doorway. "New mission. You and Wufei have been ordered to bomb an OZ sympathist building and return with Mobile Doll plans."
Me and Wu-man? Oh man... this is gonna be hard. Duo thought to himself. "Is that all? Hell, I could do that on my own. Why send two of us?"
Quatre shrugged. "I don't give the orders, I just receive them."
"When do we leave?" Wufei asked professionally.
"Tomorrow morning. In the meantime, we should eat something, ne? Trowa's making something in the kitchen for dinner. If you guys want any, you'd better get there soon." Quatre said, walking toward the kitchen. Heero isn't gonna like this at all... Quatre thought, reflecting on what he had just seen. He made his way into the kitchen where Trowa was preparing dinner. He stood there for many minutes, just watching him.
Trowa turned around, feeling someone's eyes on him. He looked to the doorway and saw Quatre standing there. "How long have you been standing there, Little One?"
Quatre blushed. He liked it when Trowa called him that. "Not long." Quatre said with a smile.
"Something wrong?" Trowa asked, sharpening a knife.
Quatre shook his head. "Nothing's wrong. I was just thinking."
"Oh? What about?"
Quatre'e eyes widened. He cares what I'm thinking about? What's going on here? "Just something I saw in the living room. Wufei and Duo were... really close in there. For a second I thought they were going to kiss if I hadn't caught them. But that's silly. Maybe I'm just imagining things."
"I thought Duo liked Heero." Trowa said.
"I thought so, too. Maybe he likes both of them. Either that, or I misread the whole situation and they really were having a staring contest."
Trowa smiled to himself. You're so naive, my Little One... he thought. "Staring contest, huh?"
Quatre nodded. "That's what Duo said, anyway."
"Aa." Trowa continued to make the dinner. Wufei, Wufei, Wufei... if Heero catches wind of this, you're so dead... Trowa thought.
Quatre continued to watch Trowa, not fully realizing he was staring.
"Uh... is there anything else you wanted, Quatre?" Trowa asked, uncomfortable with Quatre's eyes on him like that.
"Huh? Oh. Sorry. Nah, I'm all set." Quatre said. Baka! He caught you! He caught you staring!!! Quatre mentally kicked himself. He just couldn't help it though. Trowa just looked so... exotic. His emerald eyes just seemed to burn into Quatre everytime he looked at him. And his face was very angular, almost elven-looking, not to mention very handsome.
Trowa cocked an eyebrow. "Well, alright then." Hn... he's acting rather strangely.
"Right... well, uh, I have to go... go do some work now. Ja!" Quatre said before leaving the kitchen.
Trowa just shrugged and continued to make dinner.
At dinner, Quatre sat at one end of the table, and Trowa at the other. Heero and Duo sat next to eachother on one side, and Wufei was across from them. Dinner was all too quiet, considering Duo was there. The five pilots sat in silence until Heero said something.
"What's going on here?" Heero asked no one in particular. The abnormal silence was really bothering him. He was used to Duo's chatter during... well everything and he was strangely quiet tonight. Something isn't right here... Heero thought.
Duo stood up slammed his fists on the table. "I'm sorry! I won't let it happen ever again, it was all my fault because I'm such a flirt! Forgive me Heero!!!!"
Heero looked at Duo questioningly. "What was 'all your fault', Duo?"
Duo sweatdropped and sat back down. "Uh... nothing? Heh heh..."
"Nothing? Why were you saying that you were such a flirt, Duo? What's going on? You aren't cheating on me, are you?" Heero asked.
"Cheating!? No! Why would I cheat on *you*, Heero?" Duo asked.
Heero shrugged. "I dunno... because I don't do it for you anymore, maybe?"
Quatre dropped his fork onto his plate in shock and looked at Trowa to confirm what he had just heard. Trowa nodded. Quatre'd never expect Heero to say something like that, nevermind at the dinner table. Wufei was thoroughly enjoying this whole matter, taking it all in with a smile.
"Heero, you're embarrassing me!" Duo shouted.
"Me embarrassing you!? There's a new one!" Heero shouted back.
Quatre sank in his chair. Things were about to get ugly. Trowa watched, an amused look on his face. His green eyes darted back and forth from Heero to Duo as the two shouted at eachother. Wufei watched as well, but he was just watching Duo.
"Are you saying that you're embarrassed of me!?" Duo shouted, the hurt evident in his voice.
Heero said nothing, but nodded. Duo's eyes welled with tears, then he ran out of the dining room, up to his bedroom. All four pilots at the table winced when the door slammed. Quatre could feel Duo's heartbreak. It felt as if his heart had sank into his stomach. He stood up.
"Excuse me for a minute." Quatre said politely before leaving the table and heading to Duo's room. "Duo?" Quatre knocked on the door.
"Is Heero with you?" Duo asked from underneath a pillow.
"No. It's just me. May I come in?"
"It's open." Duo said with a sigh.
Quatre opened the door and walked into the very messy room, stepping over the laundry and various food packages. He made his way to Duo's bed and sat on the edge of it. "Wanna talk?" Quatre offered the pile of limbs and braid buried under the heap of blankets and pillows.
"Free country." Duo said somewhere underneath it all.
"Heero hurt you pretty bad out there, huh?"
The pile nodded. "Yeah... how could he say that he's embarrassed of me? Sure I'm a little loud at times, but that's part of who I am. And I thought Heero liked me because of who I am. If he's really so embarrassed of me, then I guess I was wrong... I don't know why I'm bothering you about this. You have a perfect relationship with Trowa and-"
"Me and Trowa!?" Quatre interrupted, rather shocked.
"Yeah. You two are a thing, ne?" Duo asked.
Quatre blushed and pressed his index fingers together. "No, we're not. Why would you think such a thing?"
Duo popped his head up from under the pile of blankets. "Little things. Like whenever you two are in the same room, he's always looking at you when he thinks no one is paying attention, sometimes, he's even smiling when he does it."
Quatre's jaw dropped. Trowa felt the same way? No, that couldn't be it. He probably just saw Quatre as a younger brother or something. Still... Quatre hoped... "Oooh what else does he do?"
"Hmm..." Duo looked thoughtful. "Well whenever you're out on missions, he's got this really worried look on his face all the time although you can't really tell cuz it's Trowa and he doesn't really show what he's feeling, but you can see it if you look for it... whatelse, whatelse... hmmm.... Oh yeah! Whenever we're out on missions together, he always insists that he gets roomed with you, or that you be his partner in oh so subtle ways."
"Subtle? How?"
"Ohhh he'll say something like..." Duo cleared his throat and did his best impression of Trowa, "I'll take the room with Quatre, I'm not used to rooming with anyone else or I'll go with Quatre, he's the easiest for me to work with." Duo smiled. "Stuff like that."
"What if he really means that stuff? What if he actually means that he isn't used to rooming with anyone but me, or that I'm the easiest for him to work with? Duo... what if those really aren't excuses just to be around me?" Quatre asked.
Duo snorted. "Oh come on! Look at how he is with the rest of us, then look at how he is with you. Don't tell me you've never noticed any of this."
Quatre shrugged.
"Aaaaaand why does he call you 'Little One', hmm?" Duo asked, nudging Quatre in the ribs.
Quatre only blushed. "He... oh I don't know! Maybe because I'm shorter than him?"
"You're taller than Wufei. Why doesn't he call him Little One, too? Eh? Eh?" Duo teased.
Quatre slapped Duo's arm. "Shut up!" he laughed.
"Oooh I bet you wouldn't tell Trowa to shut up!" Duo said, locking Quatre's head under his arm, getting ready to noogie him. "Well would you?"
"No, but only because he never talks anyway!" Quatre tried to wriggle his way out from under Duo's arm, but the American was too strong. "Aaaahhh Duo NOOOO!"
Duo ran his knuckles back and forth over Quatre's head quickly. "Noogie noogie noogie!" He shouted.
"Itaaaiiiiiiii! It hurts, Duo! Yamerooo! Kudasaiii!!!" Quatre pleaded.
Duo refused to stop. "No way! Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
Quatre finally broke away. "You suck!" He shouted, laughing.
"Oh I suck do I?" Duo asked. He grabbed one of his pillows.
"Yeah!" Quatre shouted, grabbing one of Duo's pillows as well. The two boys began swinging at eachother with the pillows, feathers flying all over the place.
"Ooooh look at me, I'm Quatre!" Duo teased, mimicking Quatre in a kawaii girly voice. "Oh Trowa! Come save me from this savage beast! SAVE ME TROWAAAA!!!!"
"You jerk!" Quatre yelled, whacking Duo in the face with a pillow. "And I DON'T sound like that, either!" He shouted in his kawaii girly voice.
Duo snorted. "Yeah you do." He clobbered Quatre over the head with one pillow and smacked him in the arm with another.
"Aaaah! Stop it, Duooo!" Quatre whined.
"Oooooh Duo! Knock it off! I'll tell Trowa on you!" Duo teased in his 'Quatre voice'.
"Grrr! I don't sound like thaaaaaaat!!!" Quatre growled, knocking Duo's face into the pillow over and over.
"Trowa save meeee! Quatre's havin' a ZERO flashbaack! Only the power of your love can bring him back!!!" Duo screamed.
"WHAT WAS THAT!?" Quatre screeched. "I'll get you for THAT one, pal!" Quatre grabbed a second pillow and proceeded to beat Duo senseless.
"Ooooooowwwwwwiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeees!" Duo shouted. "Yeeesh, just cuz you like Trowa is no reason to beat the shit outta me, Q."
"Yes it is!" Quatre said, continuing his beating. "Because you made me think he DOES like me. And if it turns out that he doesn't, YOU are in big trouble!"
"Meeee!?"
"Yooooooouuuu."
"Aww, you're no fair, Q." Duo said, folding his arms.
Quatre dropped the pillows. "Nope." He grabbed his forehead. "I have such a headache now... thanks to YOU."
Duo laid back on the bed. "Ohhh quit yer bitchin', you had fun."
Quatre got up off the bed and headed for the doorway. "Yeah. I did. Duo?"
"Hmm?"
"I hope you feel better soon... about Heero."
Duo waved a dismissing hand at Quatre. "Ohh don't worry about it. I'm made of tougher stuff than that. Besides, boys don't cry. Go take your aspirin and play your violin and go to bed. I'll be okay."
"You sure?"
Duo nodded. "Yep. I'll be fine. Just think about what I said, okay?"
"Okay. Thanks Duo." Quatre said as he exited the bedroom.
Duo rolled onto his side, curled into a ball, and finally let the dam break. He cried until he fell asleep.
Quatre walked down the hallway toward his bedroom, but was suddenly stopped when he saw Heero standing in front of his room. He didn't look very happy at all. Heero was leaning against Quatre's bedroom door with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Need something, Heero?" Quatre asked.
"Something going on that I should know about, Quatre?" Heero asked.
"What do you-"
"You and Duo."
"Me and Duo???"
"Don't play stupid with me, Quatre." Heero said. "Why are you two always together? Why does he always confide in YOU instead of me? Why were you with him just a minute ago?"
"We're friends, Heero. Nothing more than that." Quatre said, raising his hands in a defensive motion. "Why would you think that there's something between me and Duo?"
"Hn. Maybe that was kind of silly... so if it wasn't you that Duo was flirting with, then who was it? Trowa?"
Quatre looked down at the floor. "Wufei..." he said in a whisper.
"Wufei!? Are you sure?" Heero asked, quite surprised.
Quatre nodded. He hated to tell on his friend, but Heero had a right to know... right? Heero slumped against the door and sat down on the floor (hey, that rhymes!). He still couldn't believe it was Wufei. He'd expect Zechs Merquise before Wufei. Quatre knelt down beside Heero.
"Heero, it'll be okay."
Heero shook his head and stood up. "I'm going away for a few days."
"Huh? Where are you going, Heero?"
"To see Relena."
"WHAT!? What about Duo!? Aren't you even gonna wish him goodluck on his mission?"
"Hn. Wufei can do that for me. Ja." And with that, Heero went to his room.
Quatre scratched the back of his head. 'Great... what else can go wrong tonight?' He thought.
"Quatre."
"Aaagh!" Quatre yelled, startled. He turned around. "Oh, hey Trowa... you scared me."
"Sorry, Little One."
Quatre blushed. "D-do you need anything, Trowa?"
"Just coming by to say goodnight."
Quatre smiled. "Well goodnight, Trowa."
"Oyasumi." Trowa said before going off to his room.
That was weird... Quatre thought, opening the door to his room. He's never come by just to say goodnight before. Maybe he wanted to tell me something else, but Heero was there so he couldn't... Quatre's Space Heart was working overtime tonight. Duo's heart was breaking, Heero's was just pissed, Trowa's... Trowa's was troubled. Quatre sat on his bed and stripped down to his shorts.
A knock. (This knock signals the lime-ish warning. If two pretty boys having sex bothers you, stop reading here!)
"Uhhm... it's open." Quatre called, quickly tying a robe around himself as he did so.
Trowa shyly stepped into Quatre's room, arms behind his back, eyes to the floor.
"Hey Trowa."
Trowa looked up at Quatre. Maybe I shouldn't have come here... "...Hi Quatre."
"Is everything okay?" Quatre asked, standing up and walking over to the small table in his room.
Trowa nodded, shook his head, then nodded again. Quatre giggled as he sat down. "Well which is it?"
"Both?" Trowa said, unsure.
Quatre smiled. "Come sit down."
Trowa did as Quatre said as took the seat across from him. This was a bad idea... he's gonna be freaked out... he'll hate me...
"Trowa?"
"Hn?"
"I asked if you would like something to drink."
"Some water would be just fine, thank you."
Quatre nodded and called for one of his servants to bring up some tea and a pitcher of water. After a few minutes, a young servant girl came to Quatre's room. She began to serve their drinks when Quatre interrupted her. "It's okay, Raffia, we can do it ourselves. You just go to bed now."
The young girl nodded and walked out of Quatre's bedroom.
"You know her name?" Trowa asked, feeling rather jealous.
"I know all their names. It would be rather rude to just call them 'servant girl' all the time, so I learned their names."
"All your servants are girls?"
"In this house, yes."
"Aa."
"Trowa?"
"Yes?"
"Are you alright? Something's bothering you, I can tell."
Trowa shook his head. "It's nothing to worry yourself about."
"I am worried. Whenever it comes to my friends, I can't help but worry. Now tell me what's wrong." Quatre demanded.
Trowa shook his head. "Another night, maybe."
There was a long silence.
"It's me, isn't it?"
"What?"
"Me. You wanted to talk to me about me, Trowa." Quatre said.
Trowa looked into his water.
"I'm right, aren't I?"
Trowa nodded.
"I'm sorry, but I can't help what I feel. I like you Trowa... and not in a 'friendly' way, either..."
Trowa's jaw dropped as Quatre went on explaining himself. That's what I wanted to tell him...
"... and if you're uncomfortable with this, then I'll understand if you don't want to talk to me anymore and--"
Trowa covered Quatre's mouth. "Shh, Little One."
Quatre blushed. "But I--"
"I said 'Shh'."
"Trowa, I'm--"
Trowa crawled over the table and clasped his other hand over Quatre's mouth. "You've always talked and I've always listened. Well, now I'm going to talk and you're going to listen to me. Okay?"
Quatre nodded, blushing furiously. To be this close to Trowa was something he could only dream of before, but now... it was kinda scary. Trowa seemed...angry? And his hands clamped over his mouth made Quatre feel almost scared. But he trusted Trowa. He wouldn't hurt him... not physically.
"Okay." Trowa removed his hands from Quatre's mouth and moved them to his shoulders. He looked down at Quatre's face. Oh great, I think I scared him... Trowa mentally kicked himself. "Quatre... don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. It's just that... well, I feel the same way about you. I just couldn't get around to saying it."
Quatre didn't know what to say so he just stared at Trowa with wide eyes. Trowa realized he was still on the table, so he got off it and sat on the bed. He let out a heavy sigh. "Sorry I scared you liked that, Little One. I just rarely let my emotions out, so when they come out, it's all at once."
"You didn't scare me at all... I'm just shocked. I'd never think that you would return my feelings, that's all." Quatre said quietly, studying Trowa on the bed. He smiled softly. "I still can't believe it though."
"Can't believe it? Why not? Who wouldn't feel like that about you? You're so kind, gentle... beautiful."
Quatre blushed at the compliment.
"Quatre, come here." Trowa said, motioning with his hand for the blonde to join him on the bed. Quatre got up and sat on the bed beside Trowa. He looked at him questioningly. Trowa looked down at him and felt his lips form a smile. Quatre's eyes almost teared at the sight. He reached a delicate finger up and traced Trowa's smiling lips with it. Trowa lifted a hand and met Quatre's soft blonde hair with gentle strokes. He leaned over and smelled Quatre's hair. It smelled nice... like him Trowa described the smell in his mind.
"Will you let me kiss you?" Quatre asked.
Trowa nodded. Quatre licked his lips and swallowed hard. This was his first kiss ever and he had wanted this to be right. He traced Trowa's jawline down to his chin, then swept his hand behind Trowa's head, drawing the taller boy's head closer to his own. Just before bridging the gap between them, Quatre stopped. "This is going to change everything, you know. Will you be okay with that?"
Trowa answered by kissing him gently on the cheek. "That will be quite alright by me. And you, Little One?"
Quatre smiled and kissed Trowa's lips. It wasn't anything earth-shattering, just a simple tight-lipped, virginal kiss. "There's your answer."
"That was very nice, Quatre." Trowa said, touching his own lips, still feeling Quatre's on them.
"We can do it again, if you want." Quatre said.
Trowa ruffled the blonde's hair affectionately. "Again tomorrow night?"
Quatre nodded. "Okay."
"Alright. I'll come see you tomorrow night and we can kiss again." Trowa said, pulling Quatre into his arms.
The intense closeness made something inside Quatre snap. He didn't want to wait until tomorrow night to kiss Trowa again. That was just too long a wait. Quatre wrapped his arms around Trowa's neck and laid his head on his shoulder. His hot breath on Trowa's neck was more than suggestive, but he still felt Trowa didn't get it, so he kissed his neck once. Then again.
Oh God, what is he doing to me? Trowa thought, trying to push erotic thoughts out of his head. It's too soon to be doing any of this... but I've waited so long and it feels so good. NO. Quatre doesn't know what he wants... yes he does, he wants me... I want him. I want this... can I do this? Should I do this? Okay, just one more kiss, then I need to go take a cold shower. Trowa took Quatre by the shoulders and pulled him away slightly.
He doesn't like me anymore... was I too forward? Quatre wondered, looking down.
Don't hide that beautiful face from me, Little One... Trowa thought as he tilted Quatre's chin up with a finger. He moved forward a bit, then pulled Quatre into his lap so he was leaning back against some pillows and Quatre was sitting across him with his legs hanging off the bed in a sitting position. He then pulled Quatre down on top of him and their noses met. Trowa closed his eyes and brushed Quatre's lips with his own. It was nice... but Trowa wanted more. He opened his mouth slightly, causing Quatre's to do the same, then he slipped the tip of his tongue into Quatre's mouth. Quatre gasped in response, causing his tongue to meet Trowa's. Then the gasp was replaced by a moan.
Nooo... don't moan like that! Do you have any idea what you're doing to me, Quatre? Trowa thought as his hand wandered into Quatre's robe and began rubbing the young Arabian's chest. He moved his hand over one shoulder, making the robe slip off of it, exposing the bare shoulder in the dark room. Trowa felt the unexplainable urge to kiss it, so he did. Then Quatre's neck... then he bit Quatre's earlobe softly.
"Ohhh Trowa..."
That was it. Any hold he had on himself was completely gone. Hearing Quatre say his name like that, dripping with need, was too much for poor Trowa. He rolled over with Quatre still in his arms. Now Trowa was ontop of him. He pulled on the tie of Quatre's dark blue robe and moved the flimsy material out of the way. He stared at Quatre for a minute, as if asking him something. Quatre nodded.
Wufei walked out of the bathroom adjoined to his bedroom, brushing his hair. He sat on his bed and it squeaked quietly. Then he heard another squeak...
"Nani...?" He said out loud. He sat perfectly still, waiting to hear that squeak again.......
>squeak<
Wufei stood up quickly, causing his towel to fall off his waist.
>squeak<
"Shimatta... there it is again."
>squeak<
"Hn... it doesn't sound like it's coming from in here though."
>BOOM< The wall on the far end of Wufei's room was crashed into, causing a loud noise... then another... then another. Wufei sighed. He thought that rooming next to Quatre would have been a good move since the young Arabian was quiet at night.
"It seems Quatre is having some problems moving his bed or something." Wufei said innocently. Oh Wufei... if only you knew what was going on in that room...
"Trowaaaaaa...." Wufei heard Quatre moan.
"He AND Barton can't move a bed without making this much noise?" Wufei asked his naked self. "Hn. Weaklings." He finished drying off and threw on some pajamas. Climbing into bed, he noticed the noise had stopped. He smiled and patted his sword (which he always slept with) gently before shutting the light off.
>squeak squeak<
Wufei's eyes snapped open and he looked over at the alarm clock. 3:38 AM (that's what time it is right now.... sleep doesn't exist for me *sigh*). 'Sweet Nataku... what the HELL is going on now?' Wufei wondered.
>squeak<
Wufei's right eye twitched ever so slightly.
>squeak<
It twitched just a bit more.
>squeak squeak squeak<
"Grrrrrrr...."
>bang<
Well at least it isn't a boom...
>bang<
Wufei sighed.
>BOOM<
Wufei clutched his sword. "If this persists... so help me..."
"Aaaaaaaaah Quatre!" Trowa shouted.
"..................." was all Wufei could say about *that* little statement. He looked over at the box of Kleenex beside his bed and began stuffing the tissues up his nose to stop the blood from flowing. Now that he FINALLY realized what was going on in the next room, Wufei decided sleep was now a fading dream. Hn. 3:44 AM'(again, that's what time it is *wonders what a bed would feel like right now*) he thought, looking at the clock. I'll just have to get up in less than two hours anyway. I'll just watch TV or something.
He turned the TV on and was asleep within minutes. The sound of the TV drowned out (tries not to sound like some romance novel) Trowa's... cries of ecstacy.
Wufei sat in the living room, reading his book when Duo bounded happily into the room and hopped into his lap.
"I missed you today, koi." Duo said affectionately, rubbing his cheek against Wufei's as the Chinese pilot continued to read. A small smile grew on his lips.
"And I you, Duo."
"You know what?"
"Nani?"
Duo smiled. "You have to guess."
Wufei frowned. He hated this game. "Do I have to?"
Duo nodded, the leaned closer to Wufei's ear. "You'll like what you get if you win..." he whispered.
Wufei blushed a bit. "Can I have a clue?"
Duo thought about that for a moment. "Okay... but just one. Ready? Here's your clue... Ai."
"That's it?"
Duo nodded. "Yep."
"Ai shiteru."
"Aww you got it!" Duo faked a complaint.
"You make it so easy, how can't I get it?"
"That's true... I'll just make it harder next time." Duo said thoughtfully.
"Hey, what about my prize?"
Duo got off Wufei's lap and winked. "Follow me up to my room and I'll give you it."
>BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP<
Wufei rolled over and whacked the alarm clock off the table beside his bed. "Right when it was getting to the good part, too." He grumbled.
END part 1
Ooooh! A 5x2! I never do that pairing! So what do you guys think? Is a little change refreshing? Should Heero show Wufei who's boss? Let me know, minna-san! =^_^= Ja!
~Shinigami Baby
Duo stretched out on the couch and yawned loudly. Wufei glanced over at him for a moment and eyed the American with contempt. No one could annoy Wufei like Duo Maxwell. Lazy baka, Wufei thought, studying Duo's sprawled form on the couch as he channel surfed.
"Ooooh! Pokémon's on!!" Duo exclaimed happily as he sang along with said show's theme song. Wufei's eyebrow twitched ever so slightly, almost to the beat of that undeniably catchy tune. "You teach me and I'll teach yooou! Pooookeeeeeeeémooooooon! Gotta catch 'eeem aaaaall! Pokémon!" Duo sang along. Wufei only shook his head.
"How can you watch this crap?" Wufei asked the braided boy on the couch.
Duo sat up and looked in Wufei's direction. "It's not crap, it's educational!"
"Educational?"
Duo nodded. "Yeah. It teaches you about animals."
Wufei shook stood up and walked over to Duo. He got in his face and said "How can it be educational if it's teaching you about animals that don't even exist? Hmm?"
Duo blushed at the closeness. "Uhmm... I... I dunno"
Wufei's eyes narrowed and he smiled slightly. "I thought so."
Duo gulped. If Heero caught him being this suggestively close to Wufei, the both of them were in big trouble. Still, it felt kind of nice feeling Wufei's warm breath near his lips, to be able to inhale nothing but the Chinese pilot's wonderful scent, to see nothing but those exquisite black eyes, to-
"Am I interrupting something?" Quatre's effeminate voice asked from the doorway.
Duo quickly shot a guilty 'You've caught me' look Quatre's way. Even though he and Wufei hadn't done anything, Duo felt that if Quatre hadn't interrupted, something would have. "Interrupting?" Duo asked. "Nah, we were just havin' a staring contest, ne Wu-man?"
Wufei shrugged. "If you want to call it that." He smirked.
Duo blushed a little. "S-so, uh, Q, what's shakin'?"
Quatre folded his arms and leaned in the doorway. "New mission. You and Wufei have been ordered to bomb an OZ sympathist building and return with Mobile Doll plans."
Me and Wu-man? Oh man... this is gonna be hard. Duo thought to himself. "Is that all? Hell, I could do that on my own. Why send two of us?"
Quatre shrugged. "I don't give the orders, I just receive them."
"When do we leave?" Wufei asked professionally.
"Tomorrow morning. In the meantime, we should eat something, ne? Trowa's making something in the kitchen for dinner. If you guys want any, you'd better get there soon." Quatre said, walking toward the kitchen. Heero isn't gonna like this at all... Quatre thought, reflecting on what he had just seen. He made his way into the kitchen where Trowa was preparing dinner. He stood there for many minutes, just watching him.
Trowa turned around, feeling someone's eyes on him. He looked to the doorway and saw Quatre standing there. "How long have you been standing there, Little One?"
Quatre blushed. He liked it when Trowa called him that. "Not long." Quatre said with a smile.
"Something wrong?" Trowa asked, sharpening a knife.
Quatre shook his head. "Nothing's wrong. I was just thinking."
"Oh? What about?"
Quatre'e eyes widened. He cares what I'm thinking about? What's going on here? "Just something I saw in the living room. Wufei and Duo were... really close in there. For a second I thought they were going to kiss if I hadn't caught them. But that's silly. Maybe I'm just imagining things."
"I thought Duo liked Heero." Trowa said.
"I thought so, too. Maybe he likes both of them. Either that, or I misread the whole situation and they really were having a staring contest."
Trowa smiled to himself. You're so naive, my Little One... he thought. "Staring contest, huh?"
Quatre nodded. "That's what Duo said, anyway."
"Aa." Trowa continued to make the dinner. Wufei, Wufei, Wufei... if Heero catches wind of this, you're so dead... Trowa thought.
Quatre continued to watch Trowa, not fully realizing he was staring.
"Uh... is there anything else you wanted, Quatre?" Trowa asked, uncomfortable with Quatre's eyes on him like that.
"Huh? Oh. Sorry. Nah, I'm all set." Quatre said. Baka! He caught you! He caught you staring!!! Quatre mentally kicked himself. He just couldn't help it though. Trowa just looked so... exotic. His emerald eyes just seemed to burn into Quatre everytime he looked at him. And his face was very angular, almost elven-looking, not to mention very handsome.
Trowa cocked an eyebrow. "Well, alright then." Hn... he's acting rather strangely.
"Right... well, uh, I have to go... go do some work now. Ja!" Quatre said before leaving the kitchen.
Trowa just shrugged and continued to make dinner.
At dinner, Quatre sat at one end of the table, and Trowa at the other. Heero and Duo sat next to eachother on one side, and Wufei was across from them. Dinner was all too quiet, considering Duo was there. The five pilots sat in silence until Heero said something.
"What's going on here?" Heero asked no one in particular. The abnormal silence was really bothering him. He was used to Duo's chatter during... well everything and he was strangely quiet tonight. Something isn't right here... Heero thought.
Duo stood up slammed his fists on the table. "I'm sorry! I won't let it happen ever again, it was all my fault because I'm such a flirt! Forgive me Heero!!!!"
Heero looked at Duo questioningly. "What was 'all your fault', Duo?"
Duo sweatdropped and sat back down. "Uh... nothing? Heh heh..."
"Nothing? Why were you saying that you were such a flirt, Duo? What's going on? You aren't cheating on me, are you?" Heero asked.
"Cheating!? No! Why would I cheat on *you*, Heero?" Duo asked.
Heero shrugged. "I dunno... because I don't do it for you anymore, maybe?"
Quatre dropped his fork onto his plate in shock and looked at Trowa to confirm what he had just heard. Trowa nodded. Quatre'd never expect Heero to say something like that, nevermind at the dinner table. Wufei was thoroughly enjoying this whole matter, taking it all in with a smile.
"Heero, you're embarrassing me!" Duo shouted.
"Me embarrassing you!? There's a new one!" Heero shouted back.
Quatre sank in his chair. Things were about to get ugly. Trowa watched, an amused look on his face. His green eyes darted back and forth from Heero to Duo as the two shouted at eachother. Wufei watched as well, but he was just watching Duo.
"Are you saying that you're embarrassed of me!?" Duo shouted, the hurt evident in his voice.
Heero said nothing, but nodded. Duo's eyes welled with tears, then he ran out of the dining room, up to his bedroom. All four pilots at the table winced when the door slammed. Quatre could feel Duo's heartbreak. It felt as if his heart had sank into his stomach. He stood up.
"Excuse me for a minute." Quatre said politely before leaving the table and heading to Duo's room. "Duo?" Quatre knocked on the door.
"Is Heero with you?" Duo asked from underneath a pillow.
"No. It's just me. May I come in?"
"It's open." Duo said with a sigh.
Quatre opened the door and walked into the very messy room, stepping over the laundry and various food packages. He made his way to Duo's bed and sat on the edge of it. "Wanna talk?" Quatre offered the pile of limbs and braid buried under the heap of blankets and pillows.
"Free country." Duo said somewhere underneath it all.
"Heero hurt you pretty bad out there, huh?"
The pile nodded. "Yeah... how could he say that he's embarrassed of me? Sure I'm a little loud at times, but that's part of who I am. And I thought Heero liked me because of who I am. If he's really so embarrassed of me, then I guess I was wrong... I don't know why I'm bothering you about this. You have a perfect relationship with Trowa and-"
"Me and Trowa!?" Quatre interrupted, rather shocked.
"Yeah. You two are a thing, ne?" Duo asked.
Quatre blushed and pressed his index fingers together. "No, we're not. Why would you think such a thing?"
Duo popped his head up from under the pile of blankets. "Little things. Like whenever you two are in the same room, he's always looking at you when he thinks no one is paying attention, sometimes, he's even smiling when he does it."
Quatre's jaw dropped. Trowa felt the same way? No, that couldn't be it. He probably just saw Quatre as a younger brother or something. Still... Quatre hoped... "Oooh what else does he do?"
"Hmm..." Duo looked thoughtful. "Well whenever you're out on missions, he's got this really worried look on his face all the time although you can't really tell cuz it's Trowa and he doesn't really show what he's feeling, but you can see it if you look for it... whatelse, whatelse... hmmm.... Oh yeah! Whenever we're out on missions together, he always insists that he gets roomed with you, or that you be his partner in oh so subtle ways."
"Subtle? How?"
"Ohhh he'll say something like..." Duo cleared his throat and did his best impression of Trowa, "I'll take the room with Quatre, I'm not used to rooming with anyone else or I'll go with Quatre, he's the easiest for me to work with." Duo smiled. "Stuff like that."
"What if he really means that stuff? What if he actually means that he isn't used to rooming with anyone but me, or that I'm the easiest for him to work with? Duo... what if those really aren't excuses just to be around me?" Quatre asked.
Duo snorted. "Oh come on! Look at how he is with the rest of us, then look at how he is with you. Don't tell me you've never noticed any of this."
Quatre shrugged.
"Aaaaaand why does he call you 'Little One', hmm?" Duo asked, nudging Quatre in the ribs.
Quatre only blushed. "He... oh I don't know! Maybe because I'm shorter than him?"
"You're taller than Wufei. Why doesn't he call him Little One, too? Eh? Eh?" Duo teased.
Quatre slapped Duo's arm. "Shut up!" he laughed.
"Oooh I bet you wouldn't tell Trowa to shut up!" Duo said, locking Quatre's head under his arm, getting ready to noogie him. "Well would you?"
"No, but only because he never talks anyway!" Quatre tried to wriggle his way out from under Duo's arm, but the American was too strong. "Aaaahhh Duo NOOOO!"
Duo ran his knuckles back and forth over Quatre's head quickly. "Noogie noogie noogie!" He shouted.
"Itaaaiiiiiiii! It hurts, Duo! Yamerooo! Kudasaiii!!!" Quatre pleaded.
Duo refused to stop. "No way! Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
Quatre finally broke away. "You suck!" He shouted, laughing.
"Oh I suck do I?" Duo asked. He grabbed one of his pillows.
"Yeah!" Quatre shouted, grabbing one of Duo's pillows as well. The two boys began swinging at eachother with the pillows, feathers flying all over the place.
"Ooooh look at me, I'm Quatre!" Duo teased, mimicking Quatre in a kawaii girly voice. "Oh Trowa! Come save me from this savage beast! SAVE ME TROWAAAA!!!!"
"You jerk!" Quatre yelled, whacking Duo in the face with a pillow. "And I DON'T sound like that, either!" He shouted in his kawaii girly voice.
Duo snorted. "Yeah you do." He clobbered Quatre over the head with one pillow and smacked him in the arm with another.
"Aaaah! Stop it, Duooo!" Quatre whined.
"Oooooh Duo! Knock it off! I'll tell Trowa on you!" Duo teased in his 'Quatre voice'.
"Grrr! I don't sound like thaaaaaaat!!!" Quatre growled, knocking Duo's face into the pillow over and over.
"Trowa save meeee! Quatre's havin' a ZERO flashbaack! Only the power of your love can bring him back!!!" Duo screamed.
"WHAT WAS THAT!?" Quatre screeched. "I'll get you for THAT one, pal!" Quatre grabbed a second pillow and proceeded to beat Duo senseless.
"Ooooooowwwwwwiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeees!" Duo shouted. "Yeeesh, just cuz you like Trowa is no reason to beat the shit outta me, Q."
"Yes it is!" Quatre said, continuing his beating. "Because you made me think he DOES like me. And if it turns out that he doesn't, YOU are in big trouble!"
"Meeee!?"
"Yooooooouuuu."
"Aww, you're no fair, Q." Duo said, folding his arms.
Quatre dropped the pillows. "Nope." He grabbed his forehead. "I have such a headache now... thanks to YOU."
Duo laid back on the bed. "Ohhh quit yer bitchin', you had fun."
Quatre got up off the bed and headed for the doorway. "Yeah. I did. Duo?"
"Hmm?"
"I hope you feel better soon... about Heero."
Duo waved a dismissing hand at Quatre. "Ohh don't worry about it. I'm made of tougher stuff than that. Besides, boys don't cry. Go take your aspirin and play your violin and go to bed. I'll be okay."
"You sure?"
Duo nodded. "Yep. I'll be fine. Just think about what I said, okay?"
"Okay. Thanks Duo." Quatre said as he exited the bedroom.
Duo rolled onto his side, curled into a ball, and finally let the dam break. He cried until he fell asleep.
Quatre walked down the hallway toward his bedroom, but was suddenly stopped when he saw Heero standing in front of his room. He didn't look very happy at all. Heero was leaning against Quatre's bedroom door with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Need something, Heero?" Quatre asked.
"Something going on that I should know about, Quatre?" Heero asked.
"What do you-"
"You and Duo."
"Me and Duo???"
"Don't play stupid with me, Quatre." Heero said. "Why are you two always together? Why does he always confide in YOU instead of me? Why were you with him just a minute ago?"
"We're friends, Heero. Nothing more than that." Quatre said, raising his hands in a defensive motion. "Why would you think that there's something between me and Duo?"
"Hn. Maybe that was kind of silly... so if it wasn't you that Duo was flirting with, then who was it? Trowa?"
Quatre looked down at the floor. "Wufei..." he said in a whisper.
"Wufei!? Are you sure?" Heero asked, quite surprised.
Quatre nodded. He hated to tell on his friend, but Heero had a right to know... right? Heero slumped against the door and sat down on the floor (hey, that rhymes!). He still couldn't believe it was Wufei. He'd expect Zechs Merquise before Wufei. Quatre knelt down beside Heero.
"Heero, it'll be okay."
Heero shook his head and stood up. "I'm going away for a few days."
"Huh? Where are you going, Heero?"
"To see Relena."
"WHAT!? What about Duo!? Aren't you even gonna wish him goodluck on his mission?"
"Hn. Wufei can do that for me. Ja." And with that, Heero went to his room.
Quatre scratched the back of his head. 'Great... what else can go wrong tonight?' He thought.
"Quatre."
"Aaagh!" Quatre yelled, startled. He turned around. "Oh, hey Trowa... you scared me."
"Sorry, Little One."
Quatre blushed. "D-do you need anything, Trowa?"
"Just coming by to say goodnight."
Quatre smiled. "Well goodnight, Trowa."
"Oyasumi." Trowa said before going off to his room.
That was weird... Quatre thought, opening the door to his room. He's never come by just to say goodnight before. Maybe he wanted to tell me something else, but Heero was there so he couldn't... Quatre's Space Heart was working overtime tonight. Duo's heart was breaking, Heero's was just pissed, Trowa's... Trowa's was troubled. Quatre sat on his bed and stripped down to his shorts.
A knock. (This knock signals the lime-ish warning. If two pretty boys having sex bothers you, stop reading here!)
"Uhhm... it's open." Quatre called, quickly tying a robe around himself as he did so.
Trowa shyly stepped into Quatre's room, arms behind his back, eyes to the floor.
"Hey Trowa."
Trowa looked up at Quatre. Maybe I shouldn't have come here... "...Hi Quatre."
"Is everything okay?" Quatre asked, standing up and walking over to the small table in his room.
Trowa nodded, shook his head, then nodded again. Quatre giggled as he sat down. "Well which is it?"
"Both?" Trowa said, unsure.
Quatre smiled. "Come sit down."
Trowa did as Quatre said as took the seat across from him. This was a bad idea... he's gonna be freaked out... he'll hate me...
"Trowa?"
"Hn?"
"I asked if you would like something to drink."
"Some water would be just fine, thank you."
Quatre nodded and called for one of his servants to bring up some tea and a pitcher of water. After a few minutes, a young servant girl came to Quatre's room. She began to serve their drinks when Quatre interrupted her. "It's okay, Raffia, we can do it ourselves. You just go to bed now."
The young girl nodded and walked out of Quatre's bedroom.
"You know her name?" Trowa asked, feeling rather jealous.
"I know all their names. It would be rather rude to just call them 'servant girl' all the time, so I learned their names."
"All your servants are girls?"
"In this house, yes."
"Aa."
"Trowa?"
"Yes?"
"Are you alright? Something's bothering you, I can tell."
Trowa shook his head. "It's nothing to worry yourself about."
"I am worried. Whenever it comes to my friends, I can't help but worry. Now tell me what's wrong." Quatre demanded.
Trowa shook his head. "Another night, maybe."
There was a long silence.
"It's me, isn't it?"
"What?"
"Me. You wanted to talk to me about me, Trowa." Quatre said.
Trowa looked into his water.
"I'm right, aren't I?"
Trowa nodded.
"I'm sorry, but I can't help what I feel. I like you Trowa... and not in a 'friendly' way, either..."
Trowa's jaw dropped as Quatre went on explaining himself. That's what I wanted to tell him...
"... and if you're uncomfortable with this, then I'll understand if you don't want to talk to me anymore and--"
Trowa covered Quatre's mouth. "Shh, Little One."
Quatre blushed. "But I--"
"I said 'Shh'."
"Trowa, I'm--"
Trowa crawled over the table and clasped his other hand over Quatre's mouth. "You've always talked and I've always listened. Well, now I'm going to talk and you're going to listen to me. Okay?"
Quatre nodded, blushing furiously. To be this close to Trowa was something he could only dream of before, but now... it was kinda scary. Trowa seemed...angry? And his hands clamped over his mouth made Quatre feel almost scared. But he trusted Trowa. He wouldn't hurt him... not physically.
"Okay." Trowa removed his hands from Quatre's mouth and moved them to his shoulders. He looked down at Quatre's face. Oh great, I think I scared him... Trowa mentally kicked himself. "Quatre... don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. It's just that... well, I feel the same way about you. I just couldn't get around to saying it."
Quatre didn't know what to say so he just stared at Trowa with wide eyes. Trowa realized he was still on the table, so he got off it and sat on the bed. He let out a heavy sigh. "Sorry I scared you liked that, Little One. I just rarely let my emotions out, so when they come out, it's all at once."
"You didn't scare me at all... I'm just shocked. I'd never think that you would return my feelings, that's all." Quatre said quietly, studying Trowa on the bed. He smiled softly. "I still can't believe it though."
"Can't believe it? Why not? Who wouldn't feel like that about you? You're so kind, gentle... beautiful."
Quatre blushed at the compliment.
"Quatre, come here." Trowa said, motioning with his hand for the blonde to join him on the bed. Quatre got up and sat on the bed beside Trowa. He looked at him questioningly. Trowa looked down at him and felt his lips form a smile. Quatre's eyes almost teared at the sight. He reached a delicate finger up and traced Trowa's smiling lips with it. Trowa lifted a hand and met Quatre's soft blonde hair with gentle strokes. He leaned over and smelled Quatre's hair. It smelled nice... like him Trowa described the smell in his mind.
"Will you let me kiss you?" Quatre asked.
Trowa nodded. Quatre licked his lips and swallowed hard. This was his first kiss ever and he had wanted this to be right. He traced Trowa's jawline down to his chin, then swept his hand behind Trowa's head, drawing the taller boy's head closer to his own. Just before bridging the gap between them, Quatre stopped. "This is going to change everything, you know. Will you be okay with that?"
Trowa answered by kissing him gently on the cheek. "That will be quite alright by me. And you, Little One?"
Quatre smiled and kissed Trowa's lips. It wasn't anything earth-shattering, just a simple tight-lipped, virginal kiss. "There's your answer."
"That was very nice, Quatre." Trowa said, touching his own lips, still feeling Quatre's on them.
"We can do it again, if you want." Quatre said.
Trowa ruffled the blonde's hair affectionately. "Again tomorrow night?"
Quatre nodded. "Okay."
"Alright. I'll come see you tomorrow night and we can kiss again." Trowa said, pulling Quatre into his arms.
The intense closeness made something inside Quatre snap. He didn't want to wait until tomorrow night to kiss Trowa again. That was just too long a wait. Quatre wrapped his arms around Trowa's neck and laid his head on his shoulder. His hot breath on Trowa's neck was more than suggestive, but he still felt Trowa didn't get it, so he kissed his neck once. Then again.
Oh God, what is he doing to me? Trowa thought, trying to push erotic thoughts out of his head. It's too soon to be doing any of this... but I've waited so long and it feels so good. NO. Quatre doesn't know what he wants... yes he does, he wants me... I want him. I want this... can I do this? Should I do this? Okay, just one more kiss, then I need to go take a cold shower. Trowa took Quatre by the shoulders and pulled him away slightly.
He doesn't like me anymore... was I too forward? Quatre wondered, looking down.
Don't hide that beautiful face from me, Little One... Trowa thought as he tilted Quatre's chin up with a finger. He moved forward a bit, then pulled Quatre into his lap so he was leaning back against some pillows and Quatre was sitting across him with his legs hanging off the bed in a sitting position. He then pulled Quatre down on top of him and their noses met. Trowa closed his eyes and brushed Quatre's lips with his own. It was nice... but Trowa wanted more. He opened his mouth slightly, causing Quatre's to do the same, then he slipped the tip of his tongue into Quatre's mouth. Quatre gasped in response, causing his tongue to meet Trowa's. Then the gasp was replaced by a moan.
Nooo... don't moan like that! Do you have any idea what you're doing to me, Quatre? Trowa thought as his hand wandered into Quatre's robe and began rubbing the young Arabian's chest. He moved his hand over one shoulder, making the robe slip off of it, exposing the bare shoulder in the dark room. Trowa felt the unexplainable urge to kiss it, so he did. Then Quatre's neck... then he bit Quatre's earlobe softly.
"Ohhh Trowa..."
That was it. Any hold he had on himself was completely gone. Hearing Quatre say his name like that, dripping with need, was too much for poor Trowa. He rolled over with Quatre still in his arms. Now Trowa was ontop of him. He pulled on the tie of Quatre's dark blue robe and moved the flimsy material out of the way. He stared at Quatre for a minute, as if asking him something. Quatre nodded.
Wufei walked out of the bathroom adjoined to his bedroom, brushing his hair. He sat on his bed and it squeaked quietly. Then he heard another squeak...
"Nani...?" He said out loud. He sat perfectly still, waiting to hear that squeak again.......
>squeak<
Wufei stood up quickly, causing his towel to fall off his waist.
>squeak<
"Shimatta... there it is again."
>squeak<
"Hn... it doesn't sound like it's coming from in here though."
>BOOM< The wall on the far end of Wufei's room was crashed into, causing a loud noise... then another... then another. Wufei sighed. He thought that rooming next to Quatre would have been a good move since the young Arabian was quiet at night.
"It seems Quatre is having some problems moving his bed or something." Wufei said innocently. Oh Wufei... if only you knew what was going on in that room...
"Trowaaaaaa...." Wufei heard Quatre moan.
"He AND Barton can't move a bed without making this much noise?" Wufei asked his naked self. "Hn. Weaklings." He finished drying off and threw on some pajamas. Climbing into bed, he noticed the noise had stopped. He smiled and patted his sword (which he always slept with) gently before shutting the light off.
>squeak squeak<
Wufei's eyes snapped open and he looked over at the alarm clock. 3:38 AM (that's what time it is right now.... sleep doesn't exist for me *sigh*). 'Sweet Nataku... what the HELL is going on now?' Wufei wondered.
>squeak<
Wufei's right eye twitched ever so slightly.
>squeak<
It twitched just a bit more.
>squeak squeak squeak<
"Grrrrrrr...."
>bang<
Well at least it isn't a boom...
>bang<
Wufei sighed.
>BOOM<
Wufei clutched his sword. "If this persists... so help me..."
"Aaaaaaaaah Quatre!" Trowa shouted.
"..................." was all Wufei could say about *that* little statement. He looked over at the box of Kleenex beside his bed and began stuffing the tissues up his nose to stop the blood from flowing. Now that he FINALLY realized what was going on in the next room, Wufei decided sleep was now a fading dream. Hn. 3:44 AM'(again, that's what time it is *wonders what a bed would feel like right now*) he thought, looking at the clock. I'll just have to get up in less than two hours anyway. I'll just watch TV or something.
He turned the TV on and was asleep within minutes. The sound of the TV drowned out (tries not to sound like some romance novel) Trowa's... cries of ecstacy.
Wufei sat in the living room, reading his book when Duo bounded happily into the room and hopped into his lap.
"I missed you today, koi." Duo said affectionately, rubbing his cheek against Wufei's as the Chinese pilot continued to read. A small smile grew on his lips.
"And I you, Duo."
"You know what?"
"Nani?"
Duo smiled. "You have to guess."
Wufei frowned. He hated this game. "Do I have to?"
Duo nodded, the leaned closer to Wufei's ear. "You'll like what you get if you win..." he whispered.
Wufei blushed a bit. "Can I have a clue?"
Duo thought about that for a moment. "Okay... but just one. Ready? Here's your clue... Ai."
"That's it?"
Duo nodded. "Yep."
"Ai shiteru."
"Aww you got it!" Duo faked a complaint.
"You make it so easy, how can't I get it?"
"That's true... I'll just make it harder next time." Duo said thoughtfully.
"Hey, what about my prize?"
Duo got off Wufei's lap and winked. "Follow me up to my room and I'll give you it."
>BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP<
Wufei rolled over and whacked the alarm clock off the table beside his bed. "Right when it was getting to the good part, too." He grumbled.
END part 1
Ooooh! A 5x2! I never do that pairing! So what do you guys think? Is a little change refreshing? Should Heero show Wufei who's boss? Let me know, minna-san! =^_^= Ja!
~Shinigami Baby