Chapter 2

Heero smiled to himself as he watched Duo bouncing around their hotel room, gathering things here and there, while singing along with his MP3 player. His braid was dancing along behind him, swinging with a life of its own and occasionally tapping its own rhyme on his firm little ass.

Shaking his head slightly, Heero looked back at his computer screen and focused on the travel arrangements he was trying to make. Since the war, there had been a few extremist' following in the footsteps of the Kushrinarda family and trying to start another war by doing things like blowing up busy space ports and blaming in on a terrorist group, or another colony. So spaceport travel and security had been improved in certain stations, and anyone trying to use the more privet docks had to have a lot to back them up; i.e. money, or being a top Preventer.

Typing away, his mind scanned back to what Duo had said about there staying with Wufei, which wasn't as bad as the time they had stayed with Hilde. He had been so nervous about… certain things, that he'd nearly screwed up his mission. It was also very early on in his and Duo's relationship, and had been forgiven on grounds of getting used to the closeness.

Heero glared at the tiny, un-noticed lump around his ankle where his secret was kept. Only Duo had really seen the small secret, and he'd never questioned why, accepting it as something akin to his own braid.

A memento of younger and harder years.

Staying with Wufei would be relaxing and more enjoyable to say the least; home cooked food from someone who didn't burn the kitchen down by accident –his eyes flicked over to watch Duo again as he danced to some old song or another- and sleeping in a bed that had an owner he could converse with. Being able to walk around in his shorts and not have stupid onna maids making moves on him and flirting.

Smirking, he remembered Duo's reaction the last time one of the maids had tried to flirt with him, thinking they were brothers, sleeping in the same bed to make it cheaper.

Duo had hid in the hall, waiting for the maid to come clean his and Heero's room. Heero was waiting in the room. His mission was to distract the maid while he put his plan into action. He knew that Heero wasn't too sure how to distract the maid, but he felt positive that the maid would try and flirt with his Hee-kun once more.

Once the maid went into their room, Duo put his plan into action. First he slipped silently over to the cart. Once there, he gave the cart the once over. Piles of TP, shampoo and conditioner bottles, little soap bars, lotion bottles, towels, washcloths, cleaning supplies, pillow mints, fresh bedding, and stationary supplies.

Smirking, Duo got out the superglue.

He first went for the TP. Unstacking it all, Duo glued the first roll to the cart, then gluing each roll to the other, except for the top two of each four rows. Next, he went for the shampoo and conditioner bottles. He neatly arranged them in the Tupperware they were in while using a special glue, that he had made, that stayed wet until human flesh touched it. It would take days until the bottle would even start to come off, no matter what anyone tried. He also did that to the lotion bottles.

Third, Duo went after the towels and washcloths. He glued the bottle towel/washcloth to the cart before gluing the next towel/washcloth on top of its counterpart.

Fourth, he put in a bluing agent into the cleaning supplies that would dye the maids hands blue while she was cleaning the room. It would also give her a rash in three days.

Duo decided to leave the bedding alone and went directly for the pens. Once more, Duo used the superglue. He glued each and every pen to the side of the cart, making a zigzagging design as he did so. After that, out came the wrench. Bending down on all fours, he loosened the wheels enough where they would fall apart within the next twenty feet.

Last but not least, Duo applied his special glue to the handle of the cart. That maid would be stuck to the cart for days.

Smirking at all that he had done, Duo started to head downstairs, only to stop to grab the bucket of mints, before he sent Heero the message that the mission was complete from the hotel's guest's business room.

"Hey lover," purred a voice in his ear as two arms suddenly circled his neck and shoulders, music playing loudly through headphones, but heard from the wrong side was close to the back of his head. A kiss landed on the back of his neck, sending a shiver down his spine as always, "you nearly done yet?"

"Need to e-mail the times to Chang and then we'll be going." He replied while opening a new message window on the screen. Duo grinned over his shoulder, kissing him on the cheek again before he got up and jumped on the bed, gyrating and dancing up until Heero threw a cushion at him.

"You know we don't have time for that, and if you start me off, you'll only regret it when we're caught," said Heero, forcing all his attention onto his laptop screen to avoid the sexy sly look that was on his lovers face.

"Again, you mean love?" He purred, his voice along making Heero's heart quiver in joy.

"Stop it!"

"Really?"

That voice again, but a lot closer. Heero shivered again and heard the almost silent snicker near him, "we don't have time." He said almost as a last defense, he was strong willed but when he wanted it as well…

Nether of them had done more than sleep in the bed they'd booked because there mission had been a search and destroy operation; eradicate the local gang lords as they were starting to give hints of fighting over more than the back streets and hookers, and with harder toys too.

He had an itch and it was starting to tickle.

"Why not my love?" The voice was right by his ear and there was that hot breath to go with the sultry voice, "we've left other hotel rooms in worse state's, lets give the stupid onna's something to talk about for a while."

Then it slowly left a trail of small hot kisses up his neck…

If Heero's laptop had had a voice it would tell a lowly tale of being thrown to one side on more occasions than it would have liked, due to the braided one teasing its owner to the point where he was thrown aside and his owner would grab the braided one.

Then they'd fight on the sleeping platform for a while.

Being a laptop, it just didn't understand why they would fight so much and enjoy it so, but then again, it was a laptop and so didn't understand, or even speak.

Good, because Heero would have gotten very embarrassed about the stories it would have to tell.