Disclaimer: The only thing I own is my vivid imagination, I think Duo went and used the 'Command Voice' on me cause this story is taking over my life. Aren't you all just happy campers that he did?

Warnings: All the usual stuff.

Chapter 8 – Shock treatment

Ya know, I really need to learn to keep my mouth shut. When I said that I never did anything the easy way, not if there was a totally fucked up way to do it instead. I hadn't thought they'd actually take me seriously.

It's been a little over two weeks since Wufai and Quatra walked in on us, they have even joined us in our bed. I don't mean that literally, like they've become my lovers too or anything. But as part of my 'therapy' as I'll call it, we all decided that I needed to get used to having them near and having them casually and or accidentally touch me. That first night was a tough one I barely slept at all, I was still tucked up safe in between Heero and Kikyo with Wufai and Quatra on the outside and yeah we were all dressed. I think Wufai would have had a coronary if anyone had suggested he get in bed with three naked guys. I just can't see the Wu-man swinging that way. But you never know, I didn't think Heero swung that way either, and boy was I proved wrong on that one. Fucking A was I ever, course then again I'm not completely just a 'guy' either, am I? Damn I'm getting horny now. Down Maxwell Down, think about ice water or something.

Okay better now, so by the third night I was able to sleep next to Quatra. Lets be honest if I wasn't able to sleep next to someone I trusted who was also as sweet as Q is by then, I was never going to be able too. I thought it was a major accomplishment, they thought it was a beginning and decided it was time to kick it up a notch. The 'Chosen of Heaven' my ass, the Devils Handmaiden is what she really is, and the rest of them aren't much better as they all went along with her insane idea of putting me thru her twisted version of 'shock therapy'. Heero and Wufai even thought it was an excellent idea, and here I'd thought they were both intelligent and shit.

What was her idea you ask? Well they took me clubbing.

Ha, you think I'm crazy right? What's so bad about going out for a night on the town, drinking and dancing the night away? I'd done it plenty of times, every chance I got in fact, I absolutely loved to dance. There is something about music that sets me free. But that was before my little adventure in that OZ prison.

That first night I actually threw up before I even got in the door, but I forced myself to keep going, I knew I had to. I was a wreck, I threw up so often I had dry heaves just sitting at our table, and thank god we got a table. Come to think of it, we always get a table. Is it wrong to love a guy cause he can death glare anyone into doing just about anything? Yeah well anyway, I was a shaking and sweating so much that the bouncer came over to suggest that perhaps it would be best if I left. He probably thought I was on something. Heero death glared him into submission and Kikyo lied, telling him I was epileptic or some shit like that and that I had just had a seizure and to kindly leave us alone, as she fingered one of her blades. Smart guy for hired muscle he didn't bother us again.

After that they dragged me out clubbing every single night. It got a little better each night, by the end of the first week I could walk thru the crowd to the restroom all by my little lonesome. Hey, it is a big fucking deal, especially when less than two weeks ago you couldn't even stand to let one of your best friends hug you cause he was so damn happy you were still fucking alive.

That same night I even went out on the dance floor for the first time, true I was surrounded by my friends so the other dancers couldn't get that close to me. But it was another mile stone crossed and it felt good to let the music flow thru my feet once again, surrounded by people I knew and trusted. Kikyo started to dress me up after that night, I didn't realize what she was doing until it was too late. By the way Kikyo has excellent taste, I guess being an ancient hag has its pluses. Ouch, whatcha pinch me for? Gee can'tcha take a joke. No sense of humor really, I swear either one of them.

Now where was I, oh yeah, Kikyo started dressing me up, and she was dressing me to get noticed. Up until that point I had been dressing rather conservatively even for me. She didn't let me get away with that anymore, instead it was skin tight jeans, mesh shirts or half shirts and she even made me up. You know how a seriously hot babe puts eyeliner on ya? She straddles your lap, rubs up against ya and 'then' tells you not move. Yeah, like that's going to happen. The first time she tried it, she had to wash my face off twice and then take me into the bathroom to blow me before I could sit still long enough to let her to finish. By the way, she was doing the same thing to Heero, except he wasn't smart enough to get a trip to the bathroom. He just sat there and,… endured. What a moron, and he calls me an Idiot.

The bathroom was seeing a lot of action these days, what with five people sharing a postage stamp sized apartment and one bed. If anyone wanted some alone time they headed to the bathroom, sometimes with company sometimes without. Well at least in the case of me, Heero and Kikyo that is, Wuffie and Q had to make due with their own little selves. NO, I don't mean together! Good God you're all fucking perverts you know that?

So here I am a little over two weeks into my 'therapy', we've just arrived and Heero's glared us a decent table on the mezzanine and I'm leaning over the railing looking down at the dance floor below us. The lights are flashing, the music is pounding and my feet and body just want to move. I practically run to the dance floor eager to let the music take me away.

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I didn't even see Duo leave us after I got us a good table, I went to get us our drinks. Quatra and Wufai were the only ones sitting at the table when I returned, Kikyo had left for the ladies room. Wufai had gotten his own drink and Quatra got up to get his once I made it back. You can tell a lot by the drinks people choose, I of course get Sake whenever I get the chance, but when I can't I usually just drink beer. Duo will drink anything and everything, his drinking matches his eating habits. I have NO idea how he stays so slim with all the food he eats, unless talking nonstop burns calories. If it does then that explains everything, plus I suppose he must burn up a lot with all the fidgeting he does, the guy always seems to be in constant motion, he never seems to sit still for very long still. So I got him a shot, it's fast and he doesn't have the patience to sip a drink anyway. Kikyo, she likes Vodka with Cranberry and Pineapple Juice, tart and sweet all at once, just like her. Woman has a mouth on her that can rival Duo's. We haven't been alone much yet, but I'm hoping both she and Duo can use those amazingly flexible mouths in a variety of ways other than talking.

Wufai will usually drink tea, hot or cold depending on were we're at and what's available. When he wants to drink alcohol he oddly enough likes brandy. Something I would have more or less expected from Quatra and not the reserved Chinese pilot. I find brandy far too sweet for my tastes, if I want sweet I'd rather have it in the form of one of my lovers. But tonight that is what Wufai is drinking. Speaking of Quatra, he sticks to wine. Usually he gets White Zinfandel, again a little too sweet for my taste, Kikyo likes it too and will get that sometimes instead.

Quatra has returned with his drink. I do a scan of our immediate surroundings, no serious threats here other than drunks. I scan the rest of the night club. Ah there he is, I see him now. He's heading to the dance floor, interesting, he didn't take any of us with him. His long chestnut braid is swaying back and forth across his delectable ass as he walks out onto the crowded floor. Duo's an excellent fighter, but on our missions I always try to take point. Why? Cause I realized pretty early one that his stupid braid was a distraction to me when I worked. So I try to make sure he's behind me, so I can't see it swaying just like it is now.

Out of the corner of my eye I can see that the 04 and 05 pilots are watching him as well. Especially once he starts dancing, and Gods can he dance. Other eyes are drawn to him as he moves on the dance floor lost in the music, his hands moving up and down his arms, across his stomach and to his sides, eye's closed, that Damn braid swaying for all it's worth. Someone is coming up behind him now, a hand caresses his bare arm, the shirt he's wearing tonight is sleeveless and too short, showing off far too much of his flat toned stomach for my taste. Well at least out in public, and while other people are ogling him. I started to get up and jump over the railing to rip the fucking head off the person who had dared touch my........

"Heero! Sit down, it's just Kikyo."

Wufai grabbed the 01 pilots arm before he managed to leap over the railing. He had seen the same thing Heero had. But from a slightly different angle and had seen the flowing and unbound black hair of the immortal as she reached thru the crowded floor to stroke the arm of the 02 pilot.

"............."

"Hey guys look at them dance together. It's so, so....Allah, I just don't have words for it, they just move together like their one."

Quatra was sipping his wine and watched as the 00 and 02 pilots came together on the dance floor. The other two pilots joined Quatra in his observation of the two below. It was mesmerizing, she had come up behind Duo and was now running her hands all over him as they danced with the music, their hips moving together in perfect harmony. Her hands made it to his hair and one slide down the long braid the to tie and pulled it off. Digging her fingers into the chestnut locks she shook it loose of its braid and Dou's magnificent hair flowed around him. Cloaked by her own ebony tresses she was hard to see at times, that actually made it all that much more enticing those glimpses of pale limbs and skin. A slim hand moved Duo's hair away and to one side exposing his neck and shoulder, throwing his back as she breathed him in, her lips skimming his flushed skin trailing feather lite kisses down his neck.

Duo turned around and was now facing the female 00 pilot, his hands on her hips pulling her closer until they were grinding together as one on the dance floor. Their hands were everywhere, arms, shoulders, back, hips, ass, back up till they tangled in long flowing hair. Lost to the music and the rhythm and heat of the dancing crowd, others touched them, stroked the flowing chestnut and ebony hair, wanting just to be a part of the wild sensuality that was the pilots on the dance floor. Amethyst eyes stared in to cerulean blue and as the music ended he pulled her into his arms and captured her lips, one hand buried in her unbound hair the other supporting her ass as he lifted her up and she wrapped her long legs around his waist. Breaking from the kiss the pair left the dance floor the chestnut hair pilot still carrying the ebony haired pilot all the way to the nearest bathroom. Guys, girls who the hell cared, they obviously didn't as they disappeared from sight.

"What the... Heero where did they go?" Quatra asked blinking in stunned amazement at what he had witnessed on the dance floor. He'd never realized that watching two people dance could be such a turn on. His jeans were feeling a little snug. Allah, he wished Trowa hadn't gone so far under cover. He really wished the tall silent 03 Pilot had been here with them. One to help with Duo's therapy and recovery and two so Quatra could work on getting him into bed again. All his private quality time was spent fantasizing about deep green eyes.

"Knowing them, their probably fucking in the bathroom."

"Heero that's totally crude."

"But true."

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Wufai: Woman! What are you up too! That, that, it was like watching Maxwell have sex on the dance floor.

Syn: Liked it did you?

Wufai: I refuse to dignify that question with an answer.

Syn: Want to know what's going on in that restroom?

Heero: I do, and I'm totally pissed you didn't let me go with.

Syn: Not to worry Koi, your turn is coming up. I promise you, you're going to be very very happy. You too Wuffie.

Heero: "................"

Wufai: "................"