Next morning...
With a yawn, Heero woke up and rubbed his eyes. His eyes snapped open once he remembered the events yesterday. He rushed into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, his canine teeth were twice as long as they were last night!
"What's going on here?!" Heero looked as pale as death. He realized he was starving, and walked to his refrigerator. Strangely, none of the food in there looked appetizing. With a sigh, Heero sat down and turned on his computer.
"You have a message," The computer said in an emotionless voice.
Duo's picture popped up.
"Hey Heero," Duo smiled.
Heero snorted.
Duo noticed Heero's pale face.
"Heero, man, are you feeling okay?" Duo asked, concerned.
"I'm fine," Heero snapped.
Duo held his hands up, "Whoa, sorry!"
Heero sighed.
"Well, are you still going to lunch with us or what?" Duo asked.
"Yeah, there's nothing to eat here," Heero answered.
"Okay, we'll pick you up in ten minutes, be ready, okay?" Duo said as he vanished from the computer screen.
Heero turned the computer off and got dressed, and quickly brushed his still aching teeth. Then there was a knock at the door. Heero opened it, Duo grinned at him.
"Let's go, the others are waiting in the car. Heero, you really don't look so good..." Duo stopped when Heero gave him the death glare.
"Are you going to Relena's party?" Duo asked.
"No," Heero said as they walked towards his car.
"Why not? Relena's really looking forward to seeing you again," Duo said, somewhat expecting Heero to say no.
"I-I'm not feeling too well," Heero stammered.
'He's really acing strange, he's pale, AND he stammered! Maybe he IS sick...' Duo though silently.
"Heero!" Quatre smiled at him, "It's great to see you again!"
Trowa nodded, Wufei said nothing.
Heero opened the door to Duo's car and sat down, Duo turned on the ignition and drove off.
"We're going to Friendly's, how does that sound to you guys?" Duo asked.
"That's fine with me," Quatre said.
Trowa said nothing, but silently agreed.
"Their food is weak," Wufei snorted.
Everyone sweatdropped. Duo broke the silence.
"Care for any music, gentlemen?" Duo asked as he placed a cd into the cd player.
"Sure," Quatre smiled.
The music began to play, and Duo began to sing, with Quatre singing along. Heero, Trowa, and Wufei were silent.
"Give it to me baby," Duo sang.
"Uh huh, uh huh!"
"Give it to me baby!" Duo sang.
"Uh huh, uh huh!" Quatre sang.
"Give it to me baby," Duo continued.
"Uh huh uh huh," Quatre's voice began to squeak.
"And the all the girlies say I'm a pretty fly for a white guy," Duo sang some more.
Wufei covered his ears while yelling, "Shut up, weaklings!"
Trowa was silent, wishing a piano would fall on Duo's head and knock him out, which of course, doesn't happen.
Heero has his arms crossed, although Duo's singing and Quatre's squeaking was annoying the hell out of him, he was more concerned with something else. His teeth, him getting pale, what did it mean? Why was he so hungry? He had plenty of food in his refrigerator, but he didn't want to eat any. His body was craving something, but what?
"SHUT OFF THE DAMN MUSIC! SHUT IT OFF!" Wufei screamed.
"Fine, Wufei. You have to learn to loosen up, though," Duo sighed as he shut the cd player off.
"Doesn't matter, we're here, anyway," Quatre said.
Duo pulled into the parking lot and parked. They entered the resturante, greeted by a young waitress.
"Welcome to Friendly's, let me escort you to your seats," she smiled as they followed her to a booth. They sat down as she gave them the menu's.
"I'll be back to get your order shortly," she walked away.
Trowa opened his menu, and closed it. Duo looked at the menu, drooling.
"What to get, what to get," he chanted.
Wufei looked through it, and closed it shortly after, same with Quatre. Heero looked through the menu repeatedly, none of the food seemed good, none appealing to his craving. He looked at a hamburger: "Available in rare, medium, and well-done". The word 'rare' seemed appealing, but why? He never liked rare meat. Strangely, his body screamed for the rare hamburger. Heero reluctantly gave in.
The waitress returned, "What do you fellows want to drink?"
"I'll have a Pepsi," Duo smiled.
"Pepsi," Wufei snorted.
"Sprite, please," Quatre said politely.
"Coke," Trowa said.
"And you, sir?" the waitress asked Heero. He paused.
"Pepsi," he said finally.
"Okay! I'll be back shortly," she again walked off.
"Heero, are you going to Relena's party?" Quatre asked.
"He's not feeling well," Duo butted in.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, Heero. You do look a little pale," Quatre frowned.
The waitress returned with their drinks.
"What do you fellows want to eat?" she asked.
"I'll have a grilled cheese sandwhich," Quatre said.
"Um, I'll have the the two Friendly specials," Duo said.
"Um, are you sure you want that much food?" she asked.
"Yup," Duo grinned.
"Okay," she wrote it down.
"I'll have a Philly cheese steak," Trowa said.
"Grilled steak, well-done," Wufei said.
"How about you, sir?" she asked Heero again.
"Cheeseburger," he answered, "Rare."
Suddenly, before he could stop himself, he blurted out, "Don't even heat it."
Everyone including the waitress sweatdropped.
"Um, the meat is in the freezer and if we don't heat it up it won't get soft and juicy."
"Juicy?" Heero asked.
"Um, yeah," The waitress was getting a little freaked out now.
"Please heat it then, but keep it as rare as you can," again, another sentence that flew from Heero's mouth.
"Um, right, I'll be right back," she walked off.
"You've never liked rare meat," Duo said.
"I want to try something new," Heero said. It was a lot better than saying, 'Well, you see, my body's craving it so I wanted it'.
"Okay," Duo said. 'He's always acted strange, but this is TOO strange for Heero...what's bothering him?'
"I can't believe how weak this place is! The food is weak! The waitresses are weak! The cash registers are weak! The spoons-"
"That's enough, Wufei," Duo muttered.
Wufei snorted and crossed his arms. Heero's stomach growled again, sending a shooting pain through his body. Sweat began to pour down his face.
"Here we are," the waitress smiled as she gave them their food.
"Rare and juicy, just how you wanted it," she smiled at Heero.
"T-thank you-" Heero said.
Duo looked at him, suspiciois.
"Enjoy your meal," the waitress smiled and walked off.
Duo grabbed his utensils and began to dive into his dinner. Wufei ate the steak fairly quickly, muttering how weak the texture was. Quatre enjoyed his grilled cheese, and Trowa munched on his cheese steak. Heero examined the rare cheese burger. Red juice dripped onto his plate, blood. Heero looked at it, suddenly getting the urge to lick it off the plate.
'Is this what I'm craving? Blood?' Heero thought, disgusted.
His body answered him by screaming for it. Heero bit into the cheeseburger, the blood flowed and he swallowed. It tasted...good. Heero continued eating. The others watched, horrified.
'Is he insane?!' Duo asked himself.
After swallowing the last bite, Heero cleaned the bloody plate easily.
"Heero...are you...okay? You're...licking blood of a plate!" Duo shrieked.
"I'm fine," Heero said. He felt so much better, his cravings satisfied for the moment.
"Um, we better get you home, Heero," Duo said nervously as he payed the bill and gave the waitress a tip. They drove around for a while, talking. Heero was silent.
"Well Heero, here's your apartment," Duo said, "and please, go to the doctors for God's sake."
They drove off, waving good-bye. Heero walked into his apartment and locked the door. His hands were stained with dry blood so he went into the bathroom and washed his hands. He took a quick glance at the mirror and walked to his bedroom. Suddenly, it hit him. He walked back to the bathroom and gazed into the mirror.
He didn't have a reflection.
To be continued....Please R & R!!!!
With a yawn, Heero woke up and rubbed his eyes. His eyes snapped open once he remembered the events yesterday. He rushed into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, his canine teeth were twice as long as they were last night!
"What's going on here?!" Heero looked as pale as death. He realized he was starving, and walked to his refrigerator. Strangely, none of the food in there looked appetizing. With a sigh, Heero sat down and turned on his computer.
"You have a message," The computer said in an emotionless voice.
Duo's picture popped up.
"Hey Heero," Duo smiled.
Heero snorted.
Duo noticed Heero's pale face.
"Heero, man, are you feeling okay?" Duo asked, concerned.
"I'm fine," Heero snapped.
Duo held his hands up, "Whoa, sorry!"
Heero sighed.
"Well, are you still going to lunch with us or what?" Duo asked.
"Yeah, there's nothing to eat here," Heero answered.
"Okay, we'll pick you up in ten minutes, be ready, okay?" Duo said as he vanished from the computer screen.
Heero turned the computer off and got dressed, and quickly brushed his still aching teeth. Then there was a knock at the door. Heero opened it, Duo grinned at him.
"Let's go, the others are waiting in the car. Heero, you really don't look so good..." Duo stopped when Heero gave him the death glare.
"Are you going to Relena's party?" Duo asked.
"No," Heero said as they walked towards his car.
"Why not? Relena's really looking forward to seeing you again," Duo said, somewhat expecting Heero to say no.
"I-I'm not feeling too well," Heero stammered.
'He's really acing strange, he's pale, AND he stammered! Maybe he IS sick...' Duo though silently.
"Heero!" Quatre smiled at him, "It's great to see you again!"
Trowa nodded, Wufei said nothing.
Heero opened the door to Duo's car and sat down, Duo turned on the ignition and drove off.
"We're going to Friendly's, how does that sound to you guys?" Duo asked.
"That's fine with me," Quatre said.
Trowa said nothing, but silently agreed.
"Their food is weak," Wufei snorted.
Everyone sweatdropped. Duo broke the silence.
"Care for any music, gentlemen?" Duo asked as he placed a cd into the cd player.
"Sure," Quatre smiled.
The music began to play, and Duo began to sing, with Quatre singing along. Heero, Trowa, and Wufei were silent.
"Give it to me baby," Duo sang.
"Uh huh, uh huh!"
"Give it to me baby!" Duo sang.
"Uh huh, uh huh!" Quatre sang.
"Give it to me baby," Duo continued.
"Uh huh uh huh," Quatre's voice began to squeak.
"And the all the girlies say I'm a pretty fly for a white guy," Duo sang some more.
Wufei covered his ears while yelling, "Shut up, weaklings!"
Trowa was silent, wishing a piano would fall on Duo's head and knock him out, which of course, doesn't happen.
Heero has his arms crossed, although Duo's singing and Quatre's squeaking was annoying the hell out of him, he was more concerned with something else. His teeth, him getting pale, what did it mean? Why was he so hungry? He had plenty of food in his refrigerator, but he didn't want to eat any. His body was craving something, but what?
"SHUT OFF THE DAMN MUSIC! SHUT IT OFF!" Wufei screamed.
"Fine, Wufei. You have to learn to loosen up, though," Duo sighed as he shut the cd player off.
"Doesn't matter, we're here, anyway," Quatre said.
Duo pulled into the parking lot and parked. They entered the resturante, greeted by a young waitress.
"Welcome to Friendly's, let me escort you to your seats," she smiled as they followed her to a booth. They sat down as she gave them the menu's.
"I'll be back to get your order shortly," she walked away.
Trowa opened his menu, and closed it. Duo looked at the menu, drooling.
"What to get, what to get," he chanted.
Wufei looked through it, and closed it shortly after, same with Quatre. Heero looked through the menu repeatedly, none of the food seemed good, none appealing to his craving. He looked at a hamburger: "Available in rare, medium, and well-done". The word 'rare' seemed appealing, but why? He never liked rare meat. Strangely, his body screamed for the rare hamburger. Heero reluctantly gave in.
The waitress returned, "What do you fellows want to drink?"
"I'll have a Pepsi," Duo smiled.
"Pepsi," Wufei snorted.
"Sprite, please," Quatre said politely.
"Coke," Trowa said.
"And you, sir?" the waitress asked Heero. He paused.
"Pepsi," he said finally.
"Okay! I'll be back shortly," she again walked off.
"Heero, are you going to Relena's party?" Quatre asked.
"He's not feeling well," Duo butted in.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, Heero. You do look a little pale," Quatre frowned.
The waitress returned with their drinks.
"What do you fellows want to eat?" she asked.
"I'll have a grilled cheese sandwhich," Quatre said.
"Um, I'll have the the two Friendly specials," Duo said.
"Um, are you sure you want that much food?" she asked.
"Yup," Duo grinned.
"Okay," she wrote it down.
"I'll have a Philly cheese steak," Trowa said.
"Grilled steak, well-done," Wufei said.
"How about you, sir?" she asked Heero again.
"Cheeseburger," he answered, "Rare."
Suddenly, before he could stop himself, he blurted out, "Don't even heat it."
Everyone including the waitress sweatdropped.
"Um, the meat is in the freezer and if we don't heat it up it won't get soft and juicy."
"Juicy?" Heero asked.
"Um, yeah," The waitress was getting a little freaked out now.
"Please heat it then, but keep it as rare as you can," again, another sentence that flew from Heero's mouth.
"Um, right, I'll be right back," she walked off.
"You've never liked rare meat," Duo said.
"I want to try something new," Heero said. It was a lot better than saying, 'Well, you see, my body's craving it so I wanted it'.
"Okay," Duo said. 'He's always acted strange, but this is TOO strange for Heero...what's bothering him?'
"I can't believe how weak this place is! The food is weak! The waitresses are weak! The cash registers are weak! The spoons-"
"That's enough, Wufei," Duo muttered.
Wufei snorted and crossed his arms. Heero's stomach growled again, sending a shooting pain through his body. Sweat began to pour down his face.
"Here we are," the waitress smiled as she gave them their food.
"Rare and juicy, just how you wanted it," she smiled at Heero.
"T-thank you-" Heero said.
Duo looked at him, suspiciois.
"Enjoy your meal," the waitress smiled and walked off.
Duo grabbed his utensils and began to dive into his dinner. Wufei ate the steak fairly quickly, muttering how weak the texture was. Quatre enjoyed his grilled cheese, and Trowa munched on his cheese steak. Heero examined the rare cheese burger. Red juice dripped onto his plate, blood. Heero looked at it, suddenly getting the urge to lick it off the plate.
'Is this what I'm craving? Blood?' Heero thought, disgusted.
His body answered him by screaming for it. Heero bit into the cheeseburger, the blood flowed and he swallowed. It tasted...good. Heero continued eating. The others watched, horrified.
'Is he insane?!' Duo asked himself.
After swallowing the last bite, Heero cleaned the bloody plate easily.
"Heero...are you...okay? You're...licking blood of a plate!" Duo shrieked.
"I'm fine," Heero said. He felt so much better, his cravings satisfied for the moment.
"Um, we better get you home, Heero," Duo said nervously as he payed the bill and gave the waitress a tip. They drove around for a while, talking. Heero was silent.
"Well Heero, here's your apartment," Duo said, "and please, go to the doctors for God's sake."
They drove off, waving good-bye. Heero walked into his apartment and locked the door. His hands were stained with dry blood so he went into the bathroom and washed his hands. He took a quick glance at the mirror and walked to his bedroom. Suddenly, it hit him. He walked back to the bathroom and gazed into the mirror.
He didn't have a reflection.
To be continued....Please R & R!!!!