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Harsh Society

Duo walked down the hall. Heero had to be here someplace. He was getting fed up. Heero always ran off on him like this. Though, Duo shouldn't have been one to talk. He had run off with Trowa more times than he ever bothered to look for Heero. Perhaps when he found him he'd ask to trade manservants. After all, Heero did seem to spend all his time with Quatre. Almost obsessed with the boy in a way.

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"You have to change his name!" Heero had demanded.

"Look, he's only a manservant. He's had that name for a year. It's like a real name now. Why can't you let it go?" Duo defended himself.

"It's a number! He's not just something to label with a number!" Heero shouted slamming his fist on the table.

"My name is a number! I was the second child! It means two! They named me, a lord, a number!" Duo now was royally pissed off and on the verge of tears.

"Just because your parents were so unkind that does not mean you have the right to do the same to others!"

"He is my manservant! Whom do you think you are, telling me how and what to name my servants? If you don't like it, then don't come! Be gone! Go back to your wretched manor!"

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That was the worst argument they had had for years. They didn't speak to one another for a month. It was finally Quatre, who had convinced Duo to give Heero another chance.

"Wufei!" Duo called since it was his manor they were at this time.

The oriental boy appeared. "Yes, Master Duo?"

"Where are Heero and my manservant?" he asked.

"I believe I saw them in the gardens, Sir," he answered.

Duo nodded and waved to give the servant leave. He headed in that direction. This was the last time Heero would ditch him. Duo walked right into the central garden aria to see the most unexpected sight.

Heero and Quatre jumped and moved away from one another. Fear poured from their eyes as they looked up at him.

"You-you won't tell will you?" Heero asked.

Duo cast his eyes to the ground. "All ready forgotten."

"You're not going to tell the whole nation?" Quatre asked, a confused tone in his voice.

Duo shook his head.

"I-we thank you," Heero stammered.

"There is a reason I will not tell."

"And what is that?"

"I am no different from you, Heero."

He looked at Duo oddly. "You mean to tell me you like men, just as I do?"

He nodded.

Heero smiled a little. "And all this time I was so worried you'd find out and you are just the same!"

Duo laughed. "Yes, and I was afraid you would find out!"

"And whom may I ask is your mistress of a man?"

"Your manservant, Trowa."

Heero looked at Duo seriously for a moment and the both of them cracked up in hysterics. "Things just keep getting more and more ironic, are they not?"

Duo nodded. "Yes."

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Well, there you have it. My corny medieval soap opera.

~TrowasGirly~