A/N: All right, it's nearing one in the morning and I got this idea into my head that just won't go away.... @_@... I'm probably going to ruin my reputation as a decent writer for this... not that I have much of one anyway... but see the results of strawberry pocky, sleep deprivation and an overload of Gundam Wing videos does to Tinsel....
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Duo squirmed on the uncomfortable platform, the papery 'bedding' below him crinkling its protest with his every move.
"H-Hee-chan, I don't think that this is really... really necessary..." The braided one's indigo eyes spread wide like dinner platters when Heero approached. Duo didn't like the thought of skin penetration in the first place, but he hadn't expected it to be so large...
"Baka," Heero rolled his eyes. "I can't believe that you're making such a big deal over a little prick..."
"You call that thing little?!" Duo exclaimed, straining against his bonds. "Let me up! Heero, I'm not joking!"
Raising a single digit to rub a temple, Heero heaved a breath and prayed for patience while Duo struggled on the inadequate bedding, the strange garment Duo wore straining at the seams with the movement. "I wouldn't have had to tie you down if you'd have just been a little more cooperative..."
Openly struggling now, Duo shut his eyes and scrunched away from the blue eyed teen. "Don't touch me! It's my body! I won't let you... AHHH!"
"Oh, shut up," Heero snarled, rolling his eyes. The penetration took less than a second, and it was a very short time before the crystalline liquid was injected, and the protrusion removed from Duo. Duo had now been reduced to a sniveling wreck, causing the Prussian blue eyed boy to roll his eyes so far back into his head that they nearly did a three-sixty in his skull.
"Is it safe to come in now?" The nurse opened the door and peeked nervously through the crack at the two boys. Heero coughed in a disapproving way and started removing the shellshocked Shinigami from the bonds.
"You wouldn't happen to have any bandaids, would you?" Heero asked the flaxen haired woman.
The nurse nodded timidly and scootched around Heero and Duo, and opening a medicine cabinet with a shaky hand. "Scooby Doo, Powerpuff Girls, or regular?"
"Powerpuff Girls," Duo sniffed as Heero undid his bonds. "And make it Buttercup or I'll be forced to unleash the Wrath of Shinigami again."
The nurse meeped and carefully started picking through a box of bandaids as Heero 'Hn'-ed exasperatedly. "What do you want me to do with the syringe?"
The nurse's gangly fingers pinched around a neon-green bandaid and she nodded to a plastic trash receptacle to the side of the bed. "You can toss it in there." Peeling the strip of plastic from its holds, the nurse hurriedly smoothed it over the puncture in the skin before leaving as quickly as she came.
"Hn. And we have to talk about this 'Wrath of Shinigami' business," Heero said after the door slid closed.
Duo blushed and rubbed his arm. "All's I did was break a computer and break the doctor's nose," he grumbled. Grinning, he looked up devilishly at Heero. "And since the doc was pretty ugly to begin with... I think I might have done him a favor."
"And that's going to cost Quatre a cool thousand, at least," Heero said, tossing the plastic syringe into the trash bin. "More if they decide to sue. All this over a flu shot?"
The braided Shinigami blushed even harder. "I hate shots!" he whispered. Heero rolled his eyes once more, and tossed Duo his clothes.
"Get out of that hospital gown. I'll meet you outside."
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Post A/N: Well? What? Don't look at me like that! So Duo doesn't like his shots! Well, neither do I... what? What were you thinking? ... You Hentai! ^_^