The couples stood across from each other, taking the sight of each other in

The couples stood across from each other, taking the sight of each other in. Haruka and Michiru stared at the scowling boy in his green tank top and jeans and the braided woman with violet eyes dressed all in black. Heero and Duo warily watched the sandy haired man and blue haired woman in the maroon school uniforms. Finally, Duo, being Duo, couldn't take the silence anymore and decided it was his job as the good old bouncing ball of energy to break the ice.

"Hiya! You guys must be Haruka and Michiru. Well, I'm Duo Maxwell. I may run and I may hide, but I never tell a lie. This is my accomplice Heero. He doesn't talk very much, except for the occasional 'hn'."

"Hn," Heero replied while nodding his head in greetings.

Haruka and Michiru just continued to stare at the couple.

"What? Is my fly open? Or my braid on fire? Did I grow a third head?" Duo rambled.

"You're a guy!" Haruka exclaimed.

Duo eyes bugged out and he stared slack jawed at Haruka.

"You're a gal!?!" Duo said with the same about of disbelief. "And here I thought Jen had tricked us."

"Now that we have our genders all straight, I'm Haruka and this is Michiru. Now, let's head in to eat."

"Great idea. I'm starving! I haven't eaten in two hours and at that time I only had two double cheeseburgers, some mozzarella sticks, and a…ow, Heero!"

"So that is what the braid is for," Michiru giggled.

"Bet it would make a great gag, too," Haruka slyly commented.

Duo turned a pretty shade of pink and Heero blushed slightly while trying to hide a smirk.

"Seems they already figured that out," Haruka added, eyeing Michiru's hair.

"My hair isn't going to get any longer, love. It's hard enough to swim laps with it this long. You will have more luck growing your hair long."

"And loose all the fun of confused girls hitting on me, not a chance."

Duo threw a startled glance over to Heero as they entered the restaurant and settled into a booth. Heero slid into the left-hand bench first, while Haruka slid into the right hand side. Duo then sat next to Heero. Michiru occupied the seat next to Haruka. As the poured over their menus, Duo kept glancing up at Michiru.

"Ok, this is going to bug me the whole meal if I don't ask it," Duo blurted.

"Yes?" Michiru questioned.

"Is that your real hair color? Or is it dyed? How does it get that odd blue-green color?"

Haruka chuckled at the question, while Michiru blushed slightly.

"I'll tell you the answer to the question, after you answer mine."

"Shoot."

"Is that your real eye color? Or are those contact lenses?"

"Ok, ok. You win. My eye color is real and by that statement, I can assume that your hair color is real too."

Michiru nodded with a smile.

"Sooooo, what do you guys like to do? Any hobbies? Talents? Secret identities? Plots to take over the world?"

"Let me guess, you really like to talk," Haruka interrupted.

"Hn," Heero affirmed from behind his menu.

"As Heero said in his language, yes I talk all the time. So, unless you want to spend the whole meal listening to the wonderful sound of my voice, I advise you make with the chitchat."

"Well, I like to swim and I play the violin," Michiru supplied when Duo stopped to take a breath.

"Really? My buddy Quat plays the violin! You two should meet. Maybe you could play a duet or something. Maybe a trio, if Trowa decides to join in on the flute."

"Trowa?"

"Quat's boyfriend. He doesn't talk much either, but once you get him on a roll, watch out! Once he gets going, there's no telling how long he'll yak."