Spoot: This fic will most likely be a disaster!

Duo: let's just pray...

The experiment

Duo was a light sleeper, which is where this all begins. Someone was touching his hair. He moved over and rolled to face Heero. "Don't." He said in a groggy tone. Heero retracted his hands and held them up in surrender. "My apologies." He said, and rolled on his back. Duo had to think back. Heero did have a fascination with his hair, that was true. Earlier in the night, before they crawled in bed, he recalled a moment they two had experienced.

"Let me play with it!" Heero asked. Duo was brushing his hair out, and looked over at Heero. "I don't think so." Heero pouted for a moment, then spoke. "You always say no." He reached over and grabbed the brush from his lover. "Let me do it, just this once. I wont hurt you, honest. and who knows, you may like it!" Duo got off the bed, and went for the bathroom. Heero jumped up and followed. "Please." He asked. Duo frowned. "please." Heero said again. "Why?" Duo asked, stepping in the bathroom. "I love your hair!" Heero said, clasping his hands together. "Nope!" With that Duo slammed the door in his lovers face.

He rolled over on his back as well, and let out a light sigh. Maybe he should just give in, after all, he did love Heero, and wanted to make him happy. What was the big deal anyway, it was just hair. He sighed again, and rolled over. "Ok." He said. Heero was almost asleep. He opened his eyes. "Ok, what?" He asked, sitting up a bit. "Ok, I'll let you play with it." Duo said. Heero grew a wicked grin. "Ok, but I'm top this time." He reached under the covers, and Duo squealed. "Not that! I meant my hair! I'll let you play with my hair!"

"Oh." Heero said simply and sat up all the way. "Right now?" Duo shrugged. "If you really want to." He said, sitting up and facing his lover. "Well, it's late..." Heero began, reaching over to the bed side table and grabbing his lovers brush. "I'm wide awake now!" Duo grumbled. Heero let out a chuckle. "Ok, well, turn around..." Duo did as he was told, turning his back to his lover. To tell the truth, he was a bit nervous. "Relax!" Heero snapped. and brought the brush up to his head. from there he let it slide down, running it through the chestnut locks.

Duo found himself releasing tension with every brush stroke. His eyes would drift closed, then pop open when Heero would speak, softly, about nothing really. Heero put the brush down. Duo turned, but was stopped. "Turn." Heero said, placing a soothing had on his lovers shoulder. Duo did as he was told, not wanting to argue. This was far mor relaxing than he could have ever imagined.

Heero ran his fingers through the three feet of hair, than began to grab it up, from there he separated it into three sections. "You don't need to do that." Duo said. "Shhh." was all Heero had for a response. He began the braiding process, making a few mistakes, and taking a bit longer than he should have. But soon, he had finished. he let it fall, and rubbed his hand down it, and his lovers back. "Finished." He said "Mission accomplished." Duo had to giggle. "Thank you, you were right, that was rela-" He felt of the braid, and stopped talking. He could feel, and it was a complete mess. He laughed, and began to undo it. Heero frowned. "stop! I spent all that time doing you hair, and you go and erase it!" Duo turned to his lover. "Erase?" Heero blushed. "I meant it..." Duo smiled. "I know what you meant." He finished undoing his hair, taking longer than he would have liked. "It's ok, I thought it was sweet." Heero smiled. "Plus, very relaxing, I almost fell asleep. but, from now on...leave the braid...to me."

Spoot: The end.

Duo: My hair! MINE! *Hordes braid*