"Sonar!" Quatre called and stumbled around blindly in the shallow end of the pool.

"Radar!" five voices chorused followed by splashes and laughs.

"So- Wah!" Quatre cried as he slipped on the slope into the deep end.

"Can Quatre swim?" Heero asked and looked at the others.

"Don't think so," Duo replied and watched as Quatre flailed.

"Well…?" Heero began.

"Baka!" Duet yelled and swam towards the fourth Gundam pilot. She pulled him to the side of the pool and the others dragged him up onto the concrete.

"He's not breathing… Man… I'm not doing it this time," Duo groaned. Duet rolled her eyes and opened Quatre's mouth. Trowa forced the air out of Quatre's lungs along with a fair amount of water, and Duet forced oxygen back in. They had to repeat the process three or four times before Quatre began to splutter and cough. He sat up and glanced around. He sighed in relief and lay back down on the wet concrete.

"Thank God the Magunacs didn't see!" he exclaimed. "And thank you for rescuing me," he added sheepishly and couldn't bring himself to look Duet in the face.

"Now we're even," she grinned.

"Dude, you've got a pool and you can't even swim?" Duo asked, a bit perplexed.

"Well, I like to entertain guests…" he replied and perched on his elbows.

"Yes, that little show was quite entertaining," Wufei said and crossed his arms. Heero shot him a look. "It was!" he cried and held up his arms in surrender. Duet helped Quatre to his feet and handed him a towel.

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Duo sat at the coffee table in the living room surfing the web with his laptop and munching on some pocky. "You gonna share?" Heero asked and plopped down on the couch. Both had towels around their waists and Duo's hair was untied since they had showered after they got out of the pool.

"Here. Who's in the shower now?" Duo asked and handed him the box.

"Duet and Trowa," Heero replied and helped himself.

"Together!?" Duo cried and jumped to his feet.

"No! Duet's upstairs and Trowa's in his room! What's with you?" Heero scolded and waved a stick of pocky at him.

Duo snatched it and snapped it in half. "I dunno. I'm worried about her, I guess. She was all depressed last night, and then Hilde opened her big mouth today… I don't think she's too happy here," he explained and shut his laptop.

"What are you guys talking about?" Duet asked and walked in. She was wearing only a towel and her hair was unbound. Altogether, she looked a lot different from the rag-tag, leather-clad pilot that had held Duo at knife-point less than two weeks ago.

"What are you looking at?" she asked and swiped a pocky stick from the box Heero was holding. They snapped back into reality when Trowa rounded the corner. His bangs were hanging limply over one side of his face and he held his towel around his waist. He stood behind Duet and looked into the living room.

"Who's in the shower now?" Duet asked and looked up at him.

"Quatre and Wufei," Trowa replied and did a double-take when he saw both Duo and Duet with their hair down.

"Together?" Heero asked and gave a slight smirk.

"No, Quatre's in his room and- Heero, that's not funny," Trowa sighed and swatted at his bangs.

"You killed my joke," Duo pouted and crossed his arms.

"Along with many other things," Trowa added smugly and Duet giggled.

Quatre came bounding into the room, soaking wet, holding his towel with one hand and the phone with his other. "It's for you," he panted and tossed it to Heero.

"Hello?" Heero asked and the others crowded around trying to listen. "Alright, let me check with them," he sighed and held his hand over the mouthpiece. "Relena Peacecraft wants to know if the Gundam Pilots will appear at a Benefit Banquet," Heero explained.

"Banquet?" Duo asked hopefully.

"What's the catch?" Trowa asked and settled onto the arm of the couch.

"Banquet?" Duet smiled innocently and nudged Duo. Simultaneously, they assumed begging poses and fixed him with puppy eyes.

"Quatre feeds us," Heero hissed and rolled his eyes.

"They've agreed to come," he told Relena.

"I haven't agreed to anything," Wufei said and walked into the room. Everyone froze when they noticed Wufei's hair was undone. Quatre, Duo, and Duet began to giggle when Wufei's cheeks flushed red. He stormed out of the room.

"Relena said we could bring Duet, too," Heero added absent-mindedly.

"Is she implying that I'm not a Gundam Pilot!?" Duet cried and lunged for the phone. Trowa and Quatre held her back with their free hands and Duo clicked his tongue. "Gimme the phone!" she growled and grasped for it. Heero dangled it just out of her reach and smiled.

"Wah!" Quatre yelled and let her go when she lunged again.

She grabbed the phone and held it away from her face. "YOU WEAKLING PACIFIST!!!!!" Duet yelled.

"Is that Wufei?" Relena asked innocently.

"YOUR IDEAL WORLD IS AN IMPOSSIBLE WISH!!! YOU CANNOT ACHIEVE PEACE BY DISCARDING WEAPONS, SO YOU HAD BETTER RESPECT THE SOLDIERS WHO WILL EARN IT WITH THEIR BLOOD!" Duet yelled and Duo carefully plucked the phone out of her grasp. She breathed heavily and glared at her clenched fingers.

"Tomorrow? Five? We'll be there. Kay. Bye," he said and hung up the phone. "You do know what you just got us into, don't you?" Duo asked Heero and pulled Duet down onto the couch next to him. She clenched and unclenched her fists repeatedly.

"A Benefit Banquet?" he sighed.

"Benefit being the key word here. She wants us to sing a song. Any song as long as it's not violent and doesn't mention 'war' or 'death.' Happy songs!" Duo explained, feigning joy.

"I told you there was a catch. There's always a catch…" Trowa murmured.

"I don't have to do anything, do I?" Duet asked and toyed with Duo's hair.

"Well, you are a Gundam pilot…" Quatre replied.

"Do realize that you're all sitting around in only your towels?" Wufei asked and appeared in his usual outfit. The five exchanged glances and scurried off to their rooms.

"Duo! Get out!" Duet yelled and shoved him out of her room. She smiled and shut the door on him. He returned to his own room and shut the door. A few seconds later, they both exited their rooms, smiled as they passed each other in the hall, and entered each other's rooms.

"Alright. This isn't funny. Who has my bra?" Duet yelled and opened her door, still wearing her towel. Quatre, who had already changed, stopped in front of her.

"I probably have one you could wear," he offered.

"I hope you're kidding," Heero said and ruffled his nearly-dry hair to fix his bangs.

"They belong to my sisters" Quatre explained.

"Well, no need. I have a pretty good idea where it went," Trowa sighed and glanced at Duo's room.

"What is this and why was it my room?" Wufei asked and held up a black bra by one of its straps.

"It's mine and I don't know," Duet growled, grabbed it away from him, and disappeared into her room again.
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A/N : Sonar/radar game was another little extra story at the back of the second manga. (It's a pretty big mini-series series here) The shower thing was supposed to be in the show, but again, not appropriate. It may not seem bad, but I have taken the liberty of editing the very worst of scenes to make this story acceptable to readers. Don't worry, you hentai *evil glint* I'll post the good stuff later...