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Chapter 10: Competition, Bad movies and I Never

He was purposely taunting him. Those emerald depths were clearly challenging him and his authority to claim Wufei. And Wufei, the little traitor was responding to him more! Heero was close to hauling Wufei from the vicinity of the emerald demon and heading to his own room, where he could paddle the Chinese pilot's delectable backside. For all the teasing, for all the running into traitorous arms, for not admitting this way or that whether he was interested in men, for.... No, he would not secure Wufei's love this way, he reminded himself a little morosely. Love was based on trust and …grrr… he so wanted to shoot Trowa for feeding Wufei!

The injustice of it all!

Grinding his teeth, he had to tamp down on his temper and pay attention to the screen that Duo had turned on. It was the second half of some historical action movie where the protagonists were fighting with swords against guns. Not interesting, but it was keeping them amused, or discontented as they ate…before whatever Quatre had planned.

If there ever was a time that he wished that he lived alone, this was it. No, no, that was not right, he did not wish for that. He just wished that the three meddling fools were nowhere around while he laid his love trap for Wufei.

Sighing, he glanced to his side and noted Trowa enjoyably feeding Wufei another morsel of dinner. Emerald eyes flicked up at him at that moment and … gave him a tiny smirk! The bastard was enjoying this power play. Fine. Two could play this game. He would compete with the emerald fiend for Wufei's attentions. It would probably start as a tug-of-war contest, but it would definitely graduate to a stricter and tougher competition. Whatever it was, Wufei would be the prize. And he would make sure he won.

His resolve shining in his eyes he made sure that the bastard masquerading as his friend realised that the kid gloves were off and the competition was on. Maybe they could have round 1 through this silly drinking game that Wufei, the idiot had agreed to.

Grumbling to himself and looking at the screen, Heero missed amused and relieved emerald depths.

*Phase one : safe to assume Wufei shows positive responses*

*Phase two : new objective – eradicate competition*

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The idiot had not taken his meds. And Trowa, his love was laying his attention on the idiot. No matter how cute and luscious the idiot was, he was still pissed off. Duo angrily bit into his food, and stared at the screen. Food was good therapy; his anger was dissipating a bit.

Looking around, he noted the tense line of Quatre's shoulders but also the happy line in the blonde's mouth. Perfect strategist had put Wufei on the spot and got him to agree to the drinking game. Sheesh!

Trowa was still doting on Wufei, who was staring hard at the screen. Was the movie really that interesting? Swinging his gaze to the screen he paid attention for a few minutes. Snorting at the handling of the weapons by the actors. Real dumb.

"…amazing. The guy survives running headlong into a firing squad, but he gets popped off on a tiny illogical skirmish," he muttered not bothering to hide his disgust and awe.

"And on a tiny dagger," Wufei added, mouth open for the next bite of dessert, eyes still focused on the screen. Well, what do you know, the little bugger could be distracted enough to not notice it was dessert.

"That really was quite lame…" a stunned Quatre added.

"Hn," Heero added frowning and probably already listing the mistakes and things that could have been averted for a successful operation in a mission log somewhere in his head.

"I mean come on, where the heck do you get off on facing a firing squad. And I'm positive there must have been an escape route down the other way. If you wanted to die so much why not just shove that sword into yourself, moron," Duo spoke out loud, what he was sure was running through everyone's minds.

"No proper strategy, no proper definition of what they were getting into, no proper backup, no proper get away plan… what is this?!" Quatre added the strategist in him appalled at the not-well-thought-out plan by the 'heroes' in this film.

"Not enough armament," Trowa added softly.

A grunt from Heero and Wufei agreeing with his thought.

"…glad it's close to the end. That was just … sad," Wufei added judiciously.

"Sad? 'Fei, that was terrible! The directors or the writers should be shot. If they were so keen on killing off that dude, they should have given him a better fight sequence. They should also have learned more about battle strategies, weapons handling…this was disastrous, not sad," he expounded at length and huffed at the idiocy of the movie.

"…thank god, that is the end…," Quatre added, while placing his dessert dish, strawberries and cream, on the table.

"I need to watch something else after that disgusting masquerade of an action movie," Duo muttered while munching on one of the last bites of dessert.

Ah ha!

A steamy scene of a gay couple lit the screen.

"…this should be good…," Duo added softly. He knew his lovers would appreciate this, and it was his subtle way of a sign to them, that 'Duo needed to get laid!'

He heard Q take a big gulp of his drink in an attempt to stop a moan from escaping, while Tro was sitting quietly. Flicking his eyes sideways he noticed emerald eyes trained on the screen, with a tiny smile on his face. Satisfied that his message had got through, Duo turned back to the screen, where the seme on the screen was slowly entering his panting and flushed lover.

A squeak to his side brought Duo out of that lust haze and focused on a red-faced Wufei.

"Too much 'Fei?" he chuckled unrepentantly, and laughed out loud as the Chinese youth took a large sip of his wine before levelling a glare at him.

Chuckling some more, good humour restored, Duo turned to the screen and decided that was enough of television. He could stop tormenting the little guy with those visuals. As it stood, 'Fei was going to get scandalised enough soon…

"So how bout we start that game, eh?" Duo stated after turning off the television and looking at Quatre.

Stretching his hands upwards, Quatre nodded, "Sounds good. Let's just clear the table a bit…"

"What will we be playing?" Wufei asked. Duo had to admit, if he had not known the little nuances in Wufei's speech, he would have missed the little wobble of worry in there.

"Oh, it's a simple game," Quatre rushed to pacify 'Fei, meaning he caught that worry too, "Or, are you tired already?"

A perfectly gentlemanly way of saying, you can quit now and no one will talk of you being scared, though really Duo was looking forward to some fun, even if it was with sparkling wine.

"No!" Wufei rushed in, "I'm fine …just… I just wanted to know what game we would be playing."

Duo almost felt sorry for the injured pilot, almost, but he was still mad that Wufei had not taken his meds, so he would let him suffer, through some embarrassment. Nothing too much.

"I thought we could play 'I never'," his blonde lover continued, while the last of the dishes were taken away and the glasses were being refilled with sparkling wine.

"Oh?" Wufei answered, clearly at a loss at how to play it.

"'I never' is really quite simple. It's a verbal game where we get to find out more of each other," Duo stopped when he saw a sardonic lift of one of Wufei's eyebrows.

"We need to 'get to know each other more'?" Wufei said blandly some of his humour restored.

"Well at least the delicious little secrets that the other person is hiding, you smartass," Duo added waggling his eyebrows. "Basically, I have to say something that I have never done, but I presume one of ya'll must have done. And if you have done it, then you drink."

"And if you do not want to share the details of whatever it was, you don't have to, but you have to drink!" Quatre added.

"You can't however, say something that you have done, or you will have to drink and maybe…" Duo looked over at Quatre, "what d'ya think Q, do we go for a punishment?"

"Hmm," Quatre looked as he had to think it over hard.

"Punishment?"

"It's just a game 'Ro. So it'll just be something simple, to embarrass the other guy is all," already Duo was thinking of different 'punishments'.

"Hn."

"Don't worry, we don't have to do that. It's just a verbal game, like Duo said. Is that okay with everyone?"

No one objected, and Duo was sure that if he had cornered them, they would all have admitted that they really were curious and wanted to play. Cackling evilly in his head, he sat on the carpet facing Wufei, back pressed against the entertainment unit. Maybe if he was lucky Hector would come and curl up on him…

Ah, he could dream couldn't he?

Well, on with the games!

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He was a bit confused by those instructions on how to play the game, but he was not going to add anymore fuel to the fire. He could observe and figure it out… and try to steer away from those punishments. Was it just his mind playing games or did Heero's eyes have an unholy gleam in them when he heard about the punishments? Never mind, like he assured himself, Wufei was going to stay away from that.

Everyone seemed to be keen on playing, and he was a little curious. So you get to learn other people's secrets? Wonder how this would go.

"Who wants to start," Quatre asked.

"I'll go," Duo answered, "Hmm… Damn, this is a little tough. I never, ah…," looking around eyes gleaming in amusement, "I never snore!"

A pause, and Wufei almost missed Quatre taking a sip while glaring over the top at Duo. Oh, so he figured out how this works. This should be fun.

Bad Wufei, don't have fun at others expense…

It was Quatre's turn now, "I never wear boxers," he said that quite pleased.

An amused snort from Duo as if to say 'that was all you could come up with?' before he, Trowa and Heero drank. Oh so they wear boxers? I thought Trowa would… err… Bad Wufei.

"I never skinny dipped," Trowa said plainly, causing Heero to squeak a little. Wufei was not sure why but he felt Trowa was amused and Heero… well he looked like he was going to strangle Trowa, while he took a sip. Maybe if Wufei moved a little more in front of Trowa, Heero would not try to… wait a second… skinny dipped? Heero?

"Heero?" Quatre's astonished voice asked in lieu of an explanation.

"The Mediterranean mission by the beach. It was hot, I didn't have swimming trunks, everyone else was asleep…or so I thought!" He growled the last while Trowa just lounged on the couch behind Wufei, smiling serenely. The Chinese agent looked at Trowa and was amazed that he was not even wilting a little under glare number 59 of Yuy's. That was a strong one.

"Damn man, can't believe you beat me to something like that 'Ro," Duo said stunned and amused all in one, "Your turn 'Fei."

Oh, that's right, he had to say something. "I never…," wrinkling his brows to think, "shoplifted."

He watched in amazement as Duo, Heero and Trowa drank. And immediately felt guilty for asking that. "err.." his voice spoke before he could ask a succinct or proper answer and apologise properly. Terrible Wufei.

"L2 before I was with the orphanage," Duo said amused a little, but the light in his eyes a little dimmed.

"L1, when I had no other way to pay for food, when my guardian died and before J found me."

"Before I joined the mercenary camp and food was a rarity," Trowa added as factually as Heero.

"…Sorry, I…," Wufei tried to explain, but a hand ruffling his hair tenderly stopped him. Trowa was smiling at him softly as if to say it was alright, times now were better and different.

"It's alright, 'Fei. No worries," Duo added softly.

Wufei nodded, but felt like a heel for bringing up bad memories, and Trowa seemed to sense it, since he kept brushing a hand through Wufei's hair.

"I never bought Boy Love [BL] mangas and stored it in my Gundam," Heero said to break the tense air, and also sounding a little smug.

The hand that was brushing his hair stopped. Turning around, he saw Trowa glare a little before grunting a little and taking a sip. Well, it is always the quiet ones, Wufei assured himself, his eyes still wide. He almost missed Duo drinking too, till Quatre made a strangled sound.

"So that's why you both have some of the same fantasies…?" he asked looking between his two loves. "Did you swap books?" he asked a little curious.

"No," Trowa said amused, and laid his hand on back of the couch behind Wufei.

A little pause, before, "Do you still have those books?" Quatre asked quietly, that brought laughter from Duo and a snort from Trowa.

"Sorry Q, extra baggage and all that," with twinkling eyes he added, "I'm sure we can buy some recent ones now though…" winking raucously and causing Wufei to flush and wonder at the same time what was in those books.

Well, they did say you would learn more about each other, he was not sure he wanted to know all this though, and flicked a glance at Heero who seemed to be frowning a little more. Before he could think more about that, Duo started the game again, and made Wufei wish he had not taken part. Almost.

Bad Wufei.

a/n:

Thousand apologies! I didn't mean to slack off for so long, but things got a bit hectic, between projects and writer's block. But I am back. The rest of the chapters should come out soon too. Not many reviews for the last chapter, and the hits also were less. So hope that this entertains and brings back readers. Thanks to all those who have this listed as their faves!

Frayedsoul : Glad you enjoying this. Yeah, Trowa has some ingenious plans.

Vashta : Wow! I inspired someone! So have you started writing? 05x04 should be fun!

me : Hope this entertains you too!

shogi : LOL! What would I do without you?! Thanks for cracking the whip!