A/N: Hey this is my first fic. I know it sux but I really don't care.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Duo sat at the kitchen table staring out the window. It was his day off from working at the junkyard so he found himself very bored.
Lately he's been thinking about his best friends he had made during the war. He hadn't been in touch with any of them for six months or so now and were wondering where they were and what they were doing.
Duo looked at the clock that was on the wall of the small kitchen which read 8:45.
"I need to go take a shower," he mumbled to himself.
He sat his empty cup of coffee in the sink and walked to the bathroom.
Duo sighed as the steaming hot water splashed onto his bare shoulders. He took the rubber band off the bottom of his braid and let his hair fall around him. (1) He used half the bottle of shampoo, but it was worth it to make his hair soft.
While he was getting out his vid-phone beeped (2) from the other room. He wrapped a towel around his waist and walked over to it, his hair flowing loosely to his knees.
Duo pressed a button on the vid-phone and Heero's face appeared on the screen.
Heero got a glazed look in his eyes and stared at Duo. "Um….Uh….we" Heero started.
"What was that?" Duo asked, finding this incredibly disturbing.
Heero was pushed out of sight and Quatre came into view, "Hey Duo, sorry about that," he took a sideways glance at what was most likely Heero and smirked, "Heero probably has never seen your hair down and in a towel before. I must admit, you do look incredibly hot."
Duo heard some yelling in the background and Quatre apologized to Trowa.
Duo was shocked at what Quatre had said about Heero, but then shrugged it off by thinking Quatre was just joking. Duo didn't want to get his hopes up.
The truth is he'd always been quiet fond (3) of Heero.
"Duo, are you ok?" Quatre said, trying to get he attention. It was then Duo realized he was drooling over the image of Heero in his tight fitting spandex.
"Huh? Yeah, of course I'm ok," Duo replied as he came to his senses.
"Uh huh" Quatre smirked evilly then continued, "anyway I tried to get a hold of you yesterday, but you didn't ever answer."
"Oh…yeah I was probably down at the junkyard," Duo said as he remembered all the hard work he had been doing the night before.
"Well I've decided to have a reunion for the five of us"
"A reunion? The five of us?" Duo stuttered.
"Yes Duo"
Duo eyed Quatre suspicially. "Is Wufei gonna be there?" Duo thought back to their last meeting when he tripped over the trashcan in the kitchen of Trowa's apartment (4) and grabbed on to Wufei's ponytail on the way down. Wufei chased him up a tree which Wufei could not climb while he had his sword in his hand. It was two and a half hours before it was safe to come down.
"Of course he's coming" Quatre answered.
"Just make sure Trowa keeps the trash can out of the kitchen."
Quatre chuckled at the memory, before explaining the reason why he had called in more depth. "As you can see, Heero is already here and Wufei is coming tomorrow afternoon. Your tickets to come should already be in your mailbox and your flight is scheduled for 5:00 tomorrow morning
"Damn Quat, looks like you've been planning this for weeks. Why are you just telling me now?"
"Actually," Quatre grinned, "I just thought of it yesterday."
My fantasy world is corrupting my fanfics once again. Does it beep or ring? Understatement of the year This was before Quatre and him started to date