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Part Two...

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Megathanky-doos to Katie again! ^_^!!

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"Do they make my butt stand out?"

"Not really. I think we should try 5"..."

"Damn."

Trowa took the stilettos off and sighed.

It's not fair! No wonder I never get spanked. -_-;;

"Here, try these-- I got em just in case! ^_-" Quatre winked, wiggling his hips.

"What the hell?"

Trowa sweatdropped and tried them on.

"Good! ^_^" Mwa ha ha, now you cannot run, my Trowa!

"Uh... Even I can't walk in *these*, Quatre."

"No?" Goodie!

Trowa sighed again and took off the 8" heels. He was practically falling over.

"... How about 7"?"

*facefault*

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Heero, in the meantime, was with Wufei, playing what Wufei called,

"A game fit for those of high intelligence; for the wise and crafty to use their supreme skill; a game of honor, a game of integrity; a game where only the strong shall survive."

In other words...

"Hn... Go fish."

Wufei grumbled and picked up from the stack.

"You have a jack?"

Wufei snorted and grudgingly threw down both of them. Heero smiled slightly.

"Have a two?"

"Go fish."

"Have a nine?"

"Go fish."

Yes, it was an interesting day.

But an even more interesting night.

[Mini: No hit Mini for cliché, please. ^^;;]

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That night…

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The others were all munching on TV dinners when Duo came in.

"Hey guys! Shinigami is back."

The only response he got was a stare and feeding noises.

"^^;; Well, I'm so glad you all missed me. Especially you, Heero."

"*Cough, cough, choke* Hn?"

*sweatdrop*

"*chomp* You are late, Maxwell."

"Eh, I know. I'm not much of a day-person. Personally, I live for the night."

"Lovely," Quatre kept munching.

"Night is wonderful. You dream at night. I dream lots. How 'bout you, Heeee~ro?"

Quatre could've sworn he saw Heero blushing.

"Sometimes..."

"About what?"

"...Stuff."

Hey, it's what he always says. Why's he so interested, anyway? *mental snort*

...Man, these jeans keep riding up. NOTE: Stick to spandex.

Duo smiled and let it go at that before getting up to leave.

"Aren't you going to eat something, Duo?" Trowa looked at him.

"I think I might have a midnight snack."

The other pilots gave him a look and continued eating [one of the best things a Gundam Pilot does.]

Maxwell sure is acting strange... Nataku, what would you think?

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Heero came into his bedroom when Duo was already asleep, his hair strangely undone and cascading over the sheets. It was then that Heero noticed a mark across his heart... A cross? Where was Duo's cross? He always wore it... And why was there a burn in that shape?

"Stop staring," Duo yawned and stretched, keeping his eyes still closed. He finally opened them and blinked, "What?"

"Duo."

Duo smiled and did like Egor, "Yesss Massster?? :) "

"Duo...!" Heero growled.

Why must he *DO* that??? _;;

Duo bounced up from the bed, hair giving him the Lady Godiva effect. Over the years, hair braid had become longer, about 1/2 of the way to his knees.

"What?" he cocked his head to one side, letting Heero get a glimpse of his thigh.

"...Nothing. Just... stay there, and be quiet."

"Heartless bastard!" Duo frowned, and slipped back into his bed, grabbing his headphones and snorting loudly.

"Hn."

Hmmph. It doesn't matter how you avoid it. You're mine. Just two more nights... And two more--

"Duo!!"

-_-;; Now what?

"What?!"

"What the **** are your boxers doing in MY bed?!?!?!"

"Oops."

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That night, Heero had another dream...

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"Heero, I'm BORED!" Duo was lying on top of him again.

"Duo?"

"Hey, Heero, do you know any legends or myths?"

"No, I ask the questions. Why are you here, and why are you always naked?!"

"Beeeeedaaa!"

"Baka."

"Heero, do you know about vampires?"

"Shut up."

"Well, I tried, I guess now I'll have to take the Relena Approach," and Duo took in a deep breath,

"Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~rooooooooooooo!!!!"

"@@;;;!! Duo! Don't *do* that!!"

"Well, it got your attention, didn't it?"

"*snort* Baka. ... Why are you looking at me like that?"

"...You have a nice neck, you know that? ...A nice everything!"

"Man, I have to stop having these dreams! If you ever found out..."

"What makes you think I'm not omake?"

"...GRR!! Why am I talking to a dream, anyway?! What's WRONG with ME?!?!"

"You're psychotic?"

"... *shrugs*"

Duo had his elbows on either side of Heero, hand in his right palm, "Hn."

"Duo, how do I know neither of us won't die?"

"Well, we can't-- we still have to appear in the OAV."

"Oh... Goodnight..."

Duo smiled again and nuzzled Heero's neck.

*Scene fades to black*

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Heero woke up feeling slightly weak. He scratched his neck and got dressed, heading downstairs.

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"Hey Heero!" Quatre stopped as he was running out the door with Trowa, "Have you seen Duo?"

"Not since last night."

"^^;;; Anou... Thanks..."

*SLAM!*

"Hn..."

"Heero, Maxwell has been acting strangely..."

"Wufei. Do you think he's a spy?"

"No... I just know something's not right, when Maxwell refuses to eat."

"Hn. Does he--"

"Taihen da!"

"What?" Heero quickly whipped out a gun and turned around, ready to fire.

"No, no! What's that on your neck?"

Heero lowered his gun, "Hn?"

Wufei got a bit closer and took a look at Heero's neck.

"What is it?"

"...Heero, did you injure yourself on the neck yesterday, or try to give yourself a hickie?"

"NANI???"

"Did you?"

"Can you even do that?"

"Vacuum cleaner."

"...No, why?"

"Then these are bite marks."

"NANI?!?"

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~Curtain Fall, Part Two~

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