Sometime last week...
"Duo..." Heero said.
"What?"
"Some people are demanding you make an apology for what you put on that website."
"But I took it down!"
"Mothers are concerned about what their children are suddenly writing about us."
"Even mine?"
"Just apologize."
Sometime in the near future...
Duo walked onto a generic stage, with the other pilots in the audience, arranged some notes, and coughed. "Hello! My name is Duo Maxwell, as some of you may know. Due to forces beyond my control, I am being forced to read this statement. In the recent past, I built a web page centered around myself."
"And us!"
"Yes, thank you, Wufei. In that page was a definition of the word 'yaoi', or, more presicely, the definiton of 'yama nashi, ochi nashi, imi nashi', the phrase which yaoi is derived from. Contrary to what I was informed, the phrase actually means 'no climax, no point, no meaning', NOT, as I said, 'Stop it, my butt hurts'. I apologize for any confusion or emotional scarring this may have caused." Duo shuffled his notes around. "I would like to add, for my friend Quatre, that all people who are not writing to him because they are fans or for information, to please stop writing him. He doesn't swing that way. Thank you." Duo walked off the stage. Hundreds of fanfic writing fan-girls cried. Hundred others cheered and began to write self-insertion fics. Some others just shrugged.