Chapter 7

I woke up this morning and my right arm and hand were entirely numb, it was difficult to move, and it freaked me out a little bit. Then it started to tingle, so I tried flexing my fingers, and I slowly regained feeling and motion with it. That has never happened to me before. I called Sally, she told me I could have slept on it wrong to where the blood flow was cut off, and said if I was really worried about it she could take a look. I told her I was alright now, and if I had other problems with it I'd call. I thought it was completely odd that I would have slept on my arm wrong, maybe it was a bad omen?

"Heero?" Trowa watched the brunette boy watch him carefully. The other gave a brisk nod. Trowa held up an envelope. "This?"

Heero held up his envelope with the letter. Trowa shook his head.

"Set up." Trowa said in monotone. Heero nodded again, agreeing. The two glanced around the empty park. "Any truth?"

Heero's eyes widened slightly.

"I'm assuming you received a letter along the same subject as mine. Is there truth?" Trowa spoke flatly, holding his letter out for the other boy to get a good look at it's contents. Heero studied the letter for a few seconds before looking back up into patient green eyes.

"What would the point of this set up be? And why would you come to a possible ambush?" Heero asked, keeping his gaze fixed on the others green eyes.

"Why would you?" Trowa returned. "I don't have evidence to believe this is an ambush. Although, I do have a suspect in mind."

"Who?" Heero asked, ready to move along.

"Catherine. She seems to think that I have feelings for you." Trowa answered.

The two stood still for a moment, staring into each other's eyes. They seemed to be waiting for something. The wind gently blew Heero's hair into his eyes, but the man didn't seem to care, he just kept staring.

Duo suppressed a sigh, this didn't seem to be moving along very quickly. This is what you get for trying to set up two silent-types. The braided man kept waiting quietly in his hiding place, wondering why Quatre didn't come to see if this "set-up" thing worked. No, Duo had to come because it was Duo's idea. He suppressed another sigh, and continued to spy on the other two. All Duo needed now was proof that this idea worked or failed, once he had that he'd be outta here, and then he'd tell Quatre the verdict.

In a swift motion Heero and Trowa moved close to one another, only stopping once their lips met, eyes closed.

Duo looked away. That was really unexpected. Could anyone have guessed this would have happened? Maybe choosing a secluded park at night wasn't the best choice? At least it worked, now Duo could go to Quatre and tell him the result. The violet eyed man carefully moved away from the trees he hid behind, being careful to not make any noise or be seen by the two love birds.

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Quatre sat on Duo's couch, watching the brunette man pace back and forth. He'd called Quatre over here at one thirty in the morning saying he needed to talk about Heero and Trowa, but now he didn't say a word and was pacing the room so much there might as well be trenches where he walked.

"Duo?" The blonde sighed, leaning back into the couch. The brunette looked over at him.

"Sorry Quat, I was just trying to pull my thoughts together." Duo confessed, plopping down in an armchair.

"Why don't you start by telling me what happened?" Quatre offered, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees, then he folded his hands and waited patiently for Duo's response.

"Well, they both got to the park on time, started acting like they were suspicious, and then they stared at each other for a long time." Duo took a breath, "Then it turned into a make-out session."

Quatre choked a bit. Was it laughter or just a reaction? Duo debated this question, deciding on both. It didn't take long for the blonde to regain his self control completely.

"That was unexpected." The blonde mumbled.

"Makes me wonder if something was already between those two. Like, they already had some kind of relationship like that. But, I can't just ask them 'cause they'd find out it was us that set up the letter trick... Man, I'm confused." Duo flopped back into the chair, spreading his arms on the rests, and closing his eyes.

"In any case," Quatre said in a higher tone of voice. "That was 'successful' in a sense, and now we need to talk about Wufei. What exactly is your problem with him?"

"Eh, that's sudden." Duo said, snapping his eyes open to look at the blonde.

"No it's not."The blonde returned. "Well?"

"I suppose, it's gotta be why he's acting like a jerk." Duo nodded. "I want to know why he thinks I'm the plague one minute, then the next want to help me out."

"And you need a way to ask him?"

"I guess."

"And you know I can help?"

"Sure."

"Good."

"Eh?"

After that he said he'd think of something and stop by my place with dinner. I figured sleep would do good, and maybe I could forget what happened between Heero and Trowa. Am I too modest? I mean, I'm mildly freaking out about those two and all they did was kiss. Wait! I'm not freaking out, I'm jealous! Man, I really miss Hilde... Why did she reject me anyway? Why do I care so much? I need to move on and forget about being rejected, then maybe I could still be good friends with her... At least I hope I can... I need a girlfriend. Wait a second, why is Relena knocking on my door at six in the morning?

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Note: This is it for chapter 7, is anyone curious about Relena?Thanks for the reviews, favorites, and other readers. ^_~ And don't forget to review!

And now please enjoy the Banana song: Banana in my tummy, gotta banana full'a money! Banana in a bunch, banana for my lunch! Banana in my hammock, banana wooly mammoth!(Still accepting fruit requests, c'mon, anything you say, Duo says he wants a really funny one, and Wufei says this is pointless.... Hey, Wufei that's not fair!)