((A/N: This right here would be some of that fan service… This was not exactly part of the script. The script had Duo and Duet sneaking off to a sleazy bar and turning up with hangovers in the morning. Such a good message Duet sends to little children!))
"For Gami's sake! Just how many hours do they need to sleep a day? Didn't they sleep there and back," Quatre complained and glanced at the pair passed out on the couch.
"Four rounds of shots will do that to you," Trowa explained.
"Duet can really put that stuff away. I think Wufei is still trying to forget it," Heero, who had made it through all four rounds, said and picked up the shot glasses. Quatre dislodged a glass from the sleeping Duet's hand and she rolled off the couch.
"Just leave her," Trowa laughed.
"Okay, Mister 'I'll just have a glass of wine.' We'll leave you to deal with those two when they wake up," Heero smirked and took Trowa's empty wine glass.
"More than Quatre had," Trowa retorted.
"Well, we are all under age. Besides, Rasid would have my head," Quatre remarked.
Trowa hoisted Duet over his shoulder and dragged Duo along with his other arm. Duet awoke in a drunken stupor and began babbling incoherently. "And you know I really, really love you guys. Gee, you're so great. Bishounen everywhere! Heh heh heh! Bishies…" she babbled. Trowa smiled as he placed her in her bed. "I love you, Duo!" she told her pillow and fell asleep again. He rolled his eyes and left the unconscious Duo on the floor near Duet's bed.
Trowa returned to the rec room smiling. "That Duet has certainly stirred something in your heart, Trowa. I think this is the first time I've seen a marathon smile on your face!" Quatre laughed and sat in one of the eggshell chairs around the room.
Wufei was stretched out on the couch with cold cloth on his forehead. "Ooow..." he groaned and held his head.
"I told him to chase it with a beer," Heero sighed and downed a cup of saké.
"I'm happy those two found each other, though. Duo was just too damn morbid before she got here," Trowa remarked.
"Yeah, but at least he wasn't a drunken, lovesick little…" Wufei trailed off and coughed.
"Oh, you like her, too. Don't kid yourself!" Quatre exclaimed.
"I don't not! She is a weakling woman and not suited for the battlefield!" he retorted and held his head.
"That's not what you said an hour ago," Trowa snickered.
"Did not!"
"Yes, you did, and it only took two glasses to do it," Heero said quite seriously.
"Well, I'm sorry we can't all be like you. You made it through four rounds of shots and you're sitting there drinking rice beer. That is wrong on so many levels," Wufei cried and gestured wildly with his arms. Heero smiled knowingly and raised his half-full glass.
~~~
Trowa, Heero, Quatre, and Wufei were eating breakfast when they were startled by a crash at the foot of the stairs. Before anyone could move, Duet slunk into the room, grabbed the coffee pot, and sat next to Wufei.
"Would you like a mug with that?" he asked as Duet stared intently at the liquid. She cast him a sideways glance and continued to stare.
"Are you awake?" Quatre asked and waved a hand in front of her eyes.
"No..." she groaned.
"I told you not to drink so much," Trowa said and patted her hand.
"You did?" she asked groggily and turned her gaze on him.
"Where's your other half?" Heero asked and handed her a beer instead of coffee.
"I like your solution to my problem," she murmured and swallowed the saké hard.
"Feel better?"
"Actually, yes," she replied and rubbed her eyes.
"Why does that work?" Wufei asked and took a swig of the rice beer. "That tastes awful!" he spat and tried to dilute the taste with glasses of orange juice.
"I like it," Duet grinned and poured herself some more.
"Not too much or it won't do you any good later," Heero warned.
"Suddenly Heero is the expert on alcoholic beverages and Trowa is smiling? What is this world coming to?" Quatre teased and took Duet's empty beer mug.
"I think Duo's sleeping on my floor, but I could be wrong. I stepped on something and it said 'Itai!," Duet offered as she helped Quatre carry the dishes into the kitchen.
"He is, so it's a good thing you didn't get changed this morning," Trowa said and eyed the crumpled priest outfit Duet was wearing.
"I have a hangover!" someone yelled from the dining hall.
"And he's awake!" Quatre chimed. Heero retrieved the saké from the fridge and went to meet him.
"I don't get it, but it works every time," Wufei shrugged once Duo had been revived by the beer.
"Don't question the almighty power of saké," Duet smirked.
"Whose is this!?" someone roared from the kitchen. Rasid came storming out holding a bottle of beer. He glared at the assembled group of kids and frowned. "Quatre!?" he demanded.
"Yes, it was me…" Quatre sighed, trying to cover up for Heero and the others.
"Don't be silly, Quatre. You don't even like beer! It's mine, sir. I'm sorry," Duet explained.
"All right, young lady. As long as your parents say it's all right, I have no objections. I'm not trying to raise you," Rasid replied and handed her the bottle.
"They don't mind," she mumbled. Rasid smiled and left them. "They're dead," Duet finished and took a big gulp.
"Why'd you cover for me?" Quatre asked and gestured to the bottle.
"Cuz they'd never forgive you. Besides, it was Heero's," she answered and shot him a look.
"And why did you cover for me?" he asked.
"Don't know!" she chimed and put an arm around his shoulders. " Sheesh! Is it so hard to get a simple thank-you around here?" she added with a helpless shrug.
"Baka," Heero sighed and playfully shoved her away.
"You guys really need to lighten up!" Duet laughed and latched onto Duo.
"That's what I've been telling them all along!" Duo exclaimed and helped himself to some of the beer.
"And Bakagami," Wufei tacked on and walked away.
"Is it just me he has a problem with or is it the entire human race?" Duet frowned and stuck her tongue out at him as he walked away.
"Women," Trowa replied without emotion and left also.
"Brings a whole new meaning to the word 'clown'…" Duo sighed.
"For Gami's sake! Just how many hours do they need to sleep a day? Didn't they sleep there and back," Quatre complained and glanced at the pair passed out on the couch.
"Four rounds of shots will do that to you," Trowa explained.
"Duet can really put that stuff away. I think Wufei is still trying to forget it," Heero, who had made it through all four rounds, said and picked up the shot glasses. Quatre dislodged a glass from the sleeping Duet's hand and she rolled off the couch.
"Just leave her," Trowa laughed.
"Okay, Mister 'I'll just have a glass of wine.' We'll leave you to deal with those two when they wake up," Heero smirked and took Trowa's empty wine glass.
"More than Quatre had," Trowa retorted.
"Well, we are all under age. Besides, Rasid would have my head," Quatre remarked.
Trowa hoisted Duet over his shoulder and dragged Duo along with his other arm. Duet awoke in a drunken stupor and began babbling incoherently. "And you know I really, really love you guys. Gee, you're so great. Bishounen everywhere! Heh heh heh! Bishies…" she babbled. Trowa smiled as he placed her in her bed. "I love you, Duo!" she told her pillow and fell asleep again. He rolled his eyes and left the unconscious Duo on the floor near Duet's bed.
Trowa returned to the rec room smiling. "That Duet has certainly stirred something in your heart, Trowa. I think this is the first time I've seen a marathon smile on your face!" Quatre laughed and sat in one of the eggshell chairs around the room.
Wufei was stretched out on the couch with cold cloth on his forehead. "Ooow..." he groaned and held his head.
"I told him to chase it with a beer," Heero sighed and downed a cup of saké.
"I'm happy those two found each other, though. Duo was just too damn morbid before she got here," Trowa remarked.
"Yeah, but at least he wasn't a drunken, lovesick little…" Wufei trailed off and coughed.
"Oh, you like her, too. Don't kid yourself!" Quatre exclaimed.
"I don't not! She is a weakling woman and not suited for the battlefield!" he retorted and held his head.
"That's not what you said an hour ago," Trowa snickered.
"Did not!"
"Yes, you did, and it only took two glasses to do it," Heero said quite seriously.
"Well, I'm sorry we can't all be like you. You made it through four rounds of shots and you're sitting there drinking rice beer. That is wrong on so many levels," Wufei cried and gestured wildly with his arms. Heero smiled knowingly and raised his half-full glass.
~~~
Trowa, Heero, Quatre, and Wufei were eating breakfast when they were startled by a crash at the foot of the stairs. Before anyone could move, Duet slunk into the room, grabbed the coffee pot, and sat next to Wufei.
"Would you like a mug with that?" he asked as Duet stared intently at the liquid. She cast him a sideways glance and continued to stare.
"Are you awake?" Quatre asked and waved a hand in front of her eyes.
"No..." she groaned.
"I told you not to drink so much," Trowa said and patted her hand.
"You did?" she asked groggily and turned her gaze on him.
"Where's your other half?" Heero asked and handed her a beer instead of coffee.
"I like your solution to my problem," she murmured and swallowed the saké hard.
"Feel better?"
"Actually, yes," she replied and rubbed her eyes.
"Why does that work?" Wufei asked and took a swig of the rice beer. "That tastes awful!" he spat and tried to dilute the taste with glasses of orange juice.
"I like it," Duet grinned and poured herself some more.
"Not too much or it won't do you any good later," Heero warned.
"Suddenly Heero is the expert on alcoholic beverages and Trowa is smiling? What is this world coming to?" Quatre teased and took Duet's empty beer mug.
"I think Duo's sleeping on my floor, but I could be wrong. I stepped on something and it said 'Itai!," Duet offered as she helped Quatre carry the dishes into the kitchen.
"He is, so it's a good thing you didn't get changed this morning," Trowa said and eyed the crumpled priest outfit Duet was wearing.
"I have a hangover!" someone yelled from the dining hall.
"And he's awake!" Quatre chimed. Heero retrieved the saké from the fridge and went to meet him.
"I don't get it, but it works every time," Wufei shrugged once Duo had been revived by the beer.
"Don't question the almighty power of saké," Duet smirked.
"Whose is this!?" someone roared from the kitchen. Rasid came storming out holding a bottle of beer. He glared at the assembled group of kids and frowned. "Quatre!?" he demanded.
"Yes, it was me…" Quatre sighed, trying to cover up for Heero and the others.
"Don't be silly, Quatre. You don't even like beer! It's mine, sir. I'm sorry," Duet explained.
"All right, young lady. As long as your parents say it's all right, I have no objections. I'm not trying to raise you," Rasid replied and handed her the bottle.
"They don't mind," she mumbled. Rasid smiled and left them. "They're dead," Duet finished and took a big gulp.
"Why'd you cover for me?" Quatre asked and gestured to the bottle.
"Cuz they'd never forgive you. Besides, it was Heero's," she answered and shot him a look.
"And why did you cover for me?" he asked.
"Don't know!" she chimed and put an arm around his shoulders. " Sheesh! Is it so hard to get a simple thank-you around here?" she added with a helpless shrug.
"Baka," Heero sighed and playfully shoved her away.
"You guys really need to lighten up!" Duet laughed and latched onto Duo.
"That's what I've been telling them all along!" Duo exclaimed and helped himself to some of the beer.
"And Bakagami," Wufei tacked on and walked away.
"Is it just me he has a problem with or is it the entire human race?" Duet frowned and stuck her tongue out at him as he walked away.
"Women," Trowa replied without emotion and left also.
"Brings a whole new meaning to the word 'clown'…" Duo sighed.
