A/N: I didn't get many reviews for last chapter... :cough, cough: All those in favor of not posting until reviews are recieved say Aye!
Michelle: Aye!
Duo: Aye!
Quatre: Aye, I guess...
Trowa:nods:
Wu Fei: baka onna...
Heero: hn...
Satta: thanks for the support Heero and Wu Fei... T.T ' Anyway! R&R or I don't post forever! BWA-HAHAHAHAHA--- :cough cough:
Quatre: you choked on maniacal laughter again? I told you maniacal laughter is dangerous... :gives satta a glass of water: Satta doesn't own Gundam or it's characters, please R&R
"Quatre, calm down, she knows what she's doing," Trowa said to the fidgety blonde.
"I know, it's not her I'm concerned about," Quatre replied bluntly.
"What do you mean?" Trowa asked.
"I'm not worried about her getting out of hand, it's those guys, they're really starting to bug me," Quatre said with just a bit of anger lacing his voice.
"Don't worry, they won't try anything," Trowa said confidently, "I hope." The last statement wasn't as confident as the first.
"Hey sweetheart, over here," one of the other guys from the same table said.
"Yes sir," Michelle replied calmly.
"I don't think my friend ever got his order," the man said; he received alcohol-induced laughter from his drunken friends.
"I'm terribly sorry sir but I only give my time to paying customers," Michelle replied rather bluntly.
"We'll pay you," the other man replied as he wrapped his arm around her waist. Then Michelle finally understood what they were getting at and she quickly yanked away which unfortunately landed her against one of the other men at the table.
"See I knew she would agree," the man replied as he tried to kiss her. She slapped him and tried to get away but the first man grabbed her.
"Let me go!" Michelle yelled. By this time Quatre, Trowa and Duo were on their way over and unfortunately Mr. Do Then Think was the first to get there.
"Let her go," Duo ordered.
"I don't think so," the man replied as Michelle writhed in his grip.
"Let her go and I won't rearrange your face," Duo said viciously.
"Oh, tough guy," one of the man's friends said mockingly.
"Duo, calm down there is no need to start a fight," Trowa said from behind his impulsive friend.
"Yeah listen to your friend, kid, there's no need to start a fight," the man replied in a mocking kiddy voice.
"The fight has already started now let me rearrange this chump's face!" Duo exclaimed but Trowa held him back.
"Help me out here Quatre," Trowa said as he struggled to keep his friend under control.
"No, I agree with Duo," Quatre said with fire in his eyes as he turned and punched the guy that was holding Michelle square in the jaw causing him to release Michelle in order to hold his now throbbing jaw. After the first punch was thrown the entire club went into chaos; punching, kicking, you name the violent gesture, it was happening.
"Michelle, are you alright?" Quatre asked as he helped her up off the floor.
"Yeah," Michelle replied as she looked up to see Duo smashing a bottle over some guy's head. "We had better get Trowa and Duo and get the hell out of this place," Michelle said as she grabbed Duo and started looking for Trowa. Luckily the twenty-two year old was easy to find thanks to his height.
"Let's get out of here," Quatre said once they had found the door.
"I second that," Duo said as they left quickly.
"Well that was fun," Trowa said sarcastically as they exited the elevator at the pilots' hotel.
"What happened to you?" Heero asked as he opened the door to his room.
"Long story," Duo said as he wiped the blood off his lip.
"You got into a fight?" Wu Fei asked as he stepped out beside Heero. The four nodded in confirmation.
"What about?" Heero asked. Duo pointed at Michelle immediately, his gesture was followed shortly by Trowa and Quatre; upon seeing she was being blamed, Michelle quickly pointed at Duo and Quatre.
"You started a fight," Heero said bluntly in Michelle's direction.
"It wasn't really my fault," Michelle pleaded under Heero's signature death glare.
"Figures," Wu Fei said under his breath.
"Hey it isn't my fault some drunk decided I was a prostitute!" Michelle exclaimed. This gained the undivided attention of all of the pilots, even the usually uninterested Wu Fei. "I mean a prostitute? Really people, it isn't like I dress like a slut," Michelle said but then realized what she had said; this conversation was going downhill fast.
"You could have fooled me," Duo replied; this earned him a glare from Quatre and a slap square on the cheek from Michelle.
"Damn it, where'd you learn how to hit?" Duo asked under his breath.
"Listen, this guy grabbed me but when I pushed away I ran into another one and that's when Duo showed up and threatened to rearrange the guy's face and then Trowa stopped him and after that Quatre punched the guy and we got out of there as fast as we could," Michelle explained.
"Wait, Quatre was the one that threw the first punch?" Heero asked in an unbelieving tone.
"Way to go Winner," Wu Fei said. Quatre looked rather ashamed of what he had done; he had received a nasty cut on his hand and a bad cut over his eye while trying to find Trowa.
"Well I, for one, am very impressed with him," Michelle said as she cuddled into him.
"Let me help you with that," Michelle said as she got a damp towel and started tending to the wound over Quatre's eye.
"Thanks, did you get hurt?" Quatre asked as he flinched a bit at the feel of the antibiotics.
"Not really maybe a few bruises but nothing we can do anything about," Michelle said as she started bandaging Quatre's wound.
"You sure?" Quatre asked in concern.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Michelle said as she finished.
"We should probably check anyway," Quatre replied.
"Trust me, I'm fine," Michelle pleaded.
"Just let me check, take off your shirt," Quatre said without thinking. He received a confused and surprised look from Michelle.
"Excuse me?" Michelle asked as she stared up at him in awe.
"Not what I meant, I just meant to check, I really am going to stop talking now," Quatre said the last part slower and with bright pink blush on his cheeks. Michelle giggled a bit at his discomfort.
"I'm sorry, I'm being really mean," Michelle replied as she tried to stifle giggles. Quatre remained silent and pouted pathetically. "Stop it; are you trying to make me feel guilty?" Michelle said as she tried not to give in to the blonde's pathetic pout.
"Is it working?" Quatre asked pitifully.
"Maybe," Michelle said as she leaned against him and tried not to look at his pout.
"You're more stubborn than Heero," Quatre said as he wrapped his arms around her playfully.
"I'm not sure if I should take that as a compliment or an insult," Michelle replied with a laugh.
"Depends on the situation," Quatre replied as he squeezed Michelle who started to laugh but then squeaked slightly. She recovered fast enough that Quatre barely even thought of it but nonetheless he lightened up a little in concern.
Duo had heard laughter from Quatre's room but it had suddenly stopped and even being Duo he was a bit concerned for his friend. He opened the door to Quatre's room quietly and heard a bit of shuffling in the bathroom. When he peaked into the bathroom he was greeted by something he didn't exactly expect to see. Quatre still had his arms wrapped around Michelle's waist and they were standing there kissing right in front of the doorway, completely unaware of Duo's presence.
Duo did a low whistle, "Am I interrupting something?"
Quatre and Michelle quickly cut the kiss short and stared wide-eyed at the intruder. "Now what would make you think that?" Michelle asked sarcastically.
"Sorry, it's just that seeing you and one of my best friends making out in a bathroom was not what I was expecting," Duo stated defensively.
"Well I'm sorry I was kissing my girlfriend in my bathroom," Quatre said while shaking his head.
"Whatever, I'm out," Duo said as he left just as quickly as he had come.
"He is an interesting person," Michelle said with a giggle.
"I agree with you there," Quatre replied. Then Michelle glanced down at Quatre's watch and realized how late it was.
"Oh, I better go. Night, see you tomorrow," Michelle said as she gave him a quick peck on the cheek and left.
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