Indigo, by Aisha Iwakura
Heero and Duo sat at their dining room table staring each other squarely in
the eye. About a dozen of shot glasses sat by each pilot. "Purple." "Violet."
"Purple." "Violet." "Purple." Duo reached over, and grabbed the vodka bottle
taking a huge swig. The conversation began again. "Violet." "Purple."
"Violet." "Purple." They stopped for a minute, and glared at each other. The
only noise was the occasional hiccup from either pilot. Wufei walked down the
hall, and spotted the two at the table. He walked over, and leaned against it
to listen to the two. "Violet." "Purple." "Violet." "Purple." "Violet." Wufei
sighed, and mentally sweatdropped. He couldnt belive they were having this
conversation again. EVERY time the two got drunk they would sit themselves
down and argue over one stupid insignifigant thing. Wufei smirked, and got
off the table. He walked away and as he did he said one word. "Indigo." Duo
blinked and shook his head. Then he lunged at Wufei in a drunken rage
yelling. "VIOLET GOD DAMNIT!!!" Heero sat back in his chair, and took a huge
swig of vodka. "I still think his eyes are purple."
