"At last!" I exclaimed as I pushed Wufei out of the way as soon as he had turned the key in the lock, opening the door and bursting into the apartment. I immediately flopped down onto the couch, sprawling out and flinging a hand dramatically across my forehead. "I'm fucking beat. Remind me to never ever walk that far again. Ever."

The onyx-eyed male gave me a look as he shut the door then crossed over to sit in the armchair, smirking. "What, the big bad vampire hunter is defeated by his own feet? How pathetic."

I didn't dignify that with a response; instead I glared balefully in his direction. What a jackass. Was it so hard to just give me a break for once? We'd just had an incredibly odd and, more importantly, exhausting night yet he still sees fit to take the piss. Flipping my middle finger at him, I settled back comfortable on the leather and closed my eyes.

"I'm gonna nap," I declared, grabbing a furry cushion and sticking it under my head.

Wufei's irritation was palpable, even with my eyes closed. "No way! You've already slept today. We have a ton of work to get through so get up off your lazy ass and make me a cup of coffee while I get our stuff organised," he instructed, throwing a cushion at my head to try and make me get up. "Come on Duo, I haven't got all day. Coffee, pronto!"

"Do it yourself you ass," I responded flippantly, taking that cushion and adding it to the one already under my head. "I'm not getting off this couch for anything or anyone. If there's a life-or-death emergency, go call Superman or something. It's my day off."

The Chinese male clucked loudly in annoyance. "Get up!"

When my only response was a loud snore (just to piss him off, really) I heard him stand up abruptly and stomp noisily off to the kitchen. As he banged cupboards about and slammed china down far more loudly than was necessary, I pressed one of the cushions over my head to drown it out. Finally I drifted to sleep, curled up on the couch like a contented cat.

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"Duo… Duo. Duo! Wake up!" A hand shook me but my brain desperately tried to cling to sleep, shrugging Wufei off and attempting to get back into the dream. "Get up, now!" he added, shaking me harder now and eventually just thumping me on the arm with a bony fist. That was enough to chase away the last vestiges of dream, pulling me abruptly into the land of the living. I cracked one eye open lazily, squinting at the harsh light overhead.

"Dude. Fuck off." I brought a hand up to my face and rubbed my eyes tiredly, still not full awake. It normally took a good hour for me to wake up properly, even after about five cups of coffee. Waking up to Wufei glaring down at me was not really helping. "Why'd you wake me?"

The onyx-eyed one sneered down at me. "Your moans were pissing me off. Control your damn hormones."

My sluggish brain registered those words but they didn't make any sense for a moment. Then the meaning kicked in and my face coloured automatically. I stared up at him then let out a noisy sigh. "It's not my fault. I think Heero did something wiggy to my head."

"Heero? His name wasn't mentioned once," he revealed, quirking an eyebrow. "I'm sure Trowa would be very pleased to hear how much you like his—what was it? His long, thick, hard—"

"Enough!" I shouted, throwing my hand over his mouth to forcibly silence him. "You are an unbelievable jackass."

Wufei leaned down slowly, putting his face close to mine and smiling. "I always thought you were such a womaniser, Duo… Little did I know how much you love the co—"

He broke off as someone knocked loudly at the door then rang the buzzer a few times. We both turned in unison to stare at it, listening to the insistent noise. I flashed him a curious look, wondering just who would be visiting us, then jumped up. I strode to the door at a leisurely pace (for no one rushes Duo Maxwell) and, after a pause to pat my hair down and make sure I was presentable, swung the door wide open to see our visitor.

"Quatre?!" I croaked, staring at the blond with a gobsmacked expression.

The aforementioned wereanimal flashed me a sunny smile then pushed past me, closing the door behind him and casting a look around. As he caught sight of Wufei, his smile widened slightly and took on a teasing quality. God. What the fuck was he doing here? Actually, that seemed like a good question to pose to our newest (and most unexpected) arrival.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked wearily, shuffling backwards so that there was some distance between us.

Quatre pouted at me. "It's so boring there, they're all asleep. I thought I'd come say hi!" he paused to smile at Wufei, then continued softly. "And I wanted to see how our charge is doing."

We exchanged a look. "As you can see, he's fine."

"Yes." Silence fell over us for a few moments, before Quatre crossed his arms over his chest and shot me an amused look that seemed to say a lot of things—none of which I could really make out. "I think I agree with Wufei, by the way. You were moaning loud enough to wake the dead!"

This declaration was accompanied by a smile that managed to be sweet yet completely perverted also. Wufei's face showed surprise for a moment at such boldness but then he recovered and grinned at me. What, were they gonna unite to embarrass me or something? Fucking typical. It's not like I can control my hormones or what I dream about—and I bet I wasn't half as bad as they're making out.

"Although, Wufei was quite loud too earlier." Quatre smirked, sitting on the arm of the couch and swinging his legs.

That made the Chinese slayer's smile disappear. Ha.

I was just contemplating the strangeness of the situation when something struck me. "Hey, how did you know where to go?"

Quatre blinked at me in a cute kind of way then grinned. Oh, he was sugar and spice all right. "I got your address from Heero. I'm assuming he got it from you somehow."

I stared at him. "What?!"

Wufei's expression had turned vaguely murderous. "Why would he have our address?"

That elicited a smile from the wereleopard. "Isn't it obvious?"

What a terrifying thought.

Quatre reared his head suddenly, staring out the window and cocking his head to the side as if listening to something I couldn't hear. I blinked at his odd behaviour while he nodded the affirmative to something and smiled to himself, wondering if this was what happened when you spent too much time in the company of vampires. He stood up abruptly, brushing himself down and then shooting me a smile that was positively blinding in its brightness.

"I'll be going now," he stated with a wink and then made his way to the door. Letting himself out, he began to close the door but then changed his mind and stuck his head back into view. "Your bike's back where it belongs, by the way."

The door clicked shut and Quatre's footsteps echoed down the hall. I felt an all-too-familiar twitching start up in my left eye again. Wufei smirked at me as I swore to myself.

"Did we actually just let a wereleopard into our apartment?"

"We did, Duo."

"And did we just have a normal conversation with him?" Well, as normal as it can be with Quatre at any rate.

"We most definitely did."

"…That's just fucked up," I groaned, shaking my head.

Wufei shrugged, sitting down again. "Like it even matters anymore. I think we passed our boundaries a long time ago. I mean, Jesus, Duo. I had sex with a vampire. A male vampire."

I winced. He remembered everything? "It just… it's against the rules, isn't it?"

"You think too much," Wufei chastised me, shaking his head.

I blinked at him. Why did people keep saying that recently? It's normally quite the opposite. UNGH.

"It's just not important right now.

"But—"

The dark-eyed 23-year-old cut me off. "But nothing! Wallowing isn't going to change anything so get over it."

I glared at him but his words rang true. I sighed. This was just too complicated for my liking and I didn't know what to think anymore. So I guess the solution was to just stop thinking as much as possible. Hey, that doesn't seem too hard. "What are we gonna do now then?"

Wufei shrugged, folding his arms over his chest. "I guess we wait for the next orders to come through. I mean, we were supposed to get info last night but that kinda fell through so we'll just have to wait and see."

I thought about that for a moment then, suddenly, yelped and turned excitedly to him. "I got the name of the Master of the City! I know what he looks like, Wufei!"

"How the hell did you manage that?!"

"He came in while Heero and I were—" I stopped talking suddenly, just about aware of what I had been about to say. "He came in while you were with Trowa." There, that was better. "His name is Treize Khushrenada and he's a fucking creepy bastard."

Wufei flashed me a look that might just have meant he was impressed with me. "Good boy."

"Maybe we could talk to a few junkies, or a few vamps, and get some more info about him?"

That warranted a long, hard stare. "You mean Heero."

"What? No!" I defended my words immediately, looking indignant. "Why would I want to talk to him?"

"Thought so," Wufei confirmed to himself, smirking at me. I sighed eventually and shrugged.

"So what if I do?"

He rolled his eyes. "Nothing. It's not a bad idea really, if he knows Treize. But this time, we're gonna be more organised. He can come to us."

I quirked a brow at him. "How are we gonna arrange that?"

Wufei smiled brightly; that alone sent chills through my body, and then I realised what he might have been contemplating. "I think it's time to give Relena a call."