"Rise and shine, sleepy heads!" Quatre sang and put his hands on his hips.
"...Omea O Korosu…" Heero mumbled and absent-mindedly felt for his gun. When he didn't find it, he lifted his head and looked up.
"It's breakfast time," Quatre added. Duo actually made an attempt to move, but failed miserably and collapsed again. Duet was curled up in a small ball in the bottom of her sleeping bag, shaking. Quatre kneeled down and opened the zipper. "Are you alright?" he asked and peeled away the indigo blanket. The pilot was mumbling incoherently and shivering in terror. "Duet?" Quatre asked and hesitantly touched her shoulder. She flinched and her eyes shot open. She gasped for breath and Quatre wrapped his arms around her to try and stop the shaking. "It's okay. You were just having a nightmare. Everything's alright now…" he crooned and gently rocked her.
"What happened?" Trowa asked and groggily swiped at his bangs so he could see.
"Duet had a bad dream," Quatre replied and Trowa nodded. He dislodged himself from his sleeping bag and sat down next to the pair. Duet's eyes fluttered open again and she immediately latched on to the two.
"Oh, I had a horrible dream," she pouted and curled up between them.
"Can't be any worse than mine after my experience with the Zero System," Quatre replied and she relaxed against him.
"Hmmm…" she mumbled.
"Are you up yet?" Rasid boomed and everyone jumped again.
"We need to practice and pull a wardrobe together before five o' clock," Quatre added and helped Duet to her feet. The others begrudgingly left their sleeping bags and stumbled into the kitchen.
"Damnit, Heero. You had to drag us into this…" Duo grumbled and helped himself to a few waffles.
"I seem to remember a certain braided baka begging for a banquet," Heero replied and pushed his eggs around his plate.
"Too many B's," Wufei groaned and pulled his red blanket over his head.
"Hmmm, I told you not to stay up late…" Avdol sighed and poured himself some orange juice.
"You look like Hell, Duet. What happened?" Heero asked when Duet entered.
"No, Hell looks better. You look like you fought a battle without your MS. C'mere, babe," Duo said and patted the chair next to him.
"I had a bad dream," she mumbled and sat down hard.
~~~
"I don't wanna do this," Trowa complained.
"Just get out here!" Duet yelled and banged on Trowa's door. Slowly he cracked it open. Duet stuck her foot in the space and pushed with all her might to open it further. He let the door go and she flew inside, landing unceremoniously in the pile of clothes Trowa had folded and placed carefully on the floor.
"Well?" he asked and looked down at her. He was wearing a green shirt tucked into tight black pants.
"What are you, nuts!?" she cried and jumped to her feet. "You need something to make the girls go wild!" she added and winked. Trowa took a step back when Duet advanced, her eyes gleaming.
"What are you doing!?" he asked when she grabbed his shirt.
"Un-tuck this! And unbutton it! And gimme that hairbrush!" she demanded and proceeded to adjust his costume. When the ordeal was over, Trowa stood frozen, not too sure about what had just happened.
"Did it work? How come you're not going wild?" he asked.
"Trust me, if I wasn't the one who did this to you, I would be," she smirked and left, satisfied with her work.
~~~
"Get away from me, onna!" Wufei cried and scrambled for the door.
"Son of a- Wufei, you are such a wuss! Get over here!" Duet yelled and brandished a small comb.
"Leave me alone!" he replied and ran, covering his head. Duet dove and tackled him to the floor.
"Ha!" she cried triumphantly and pulled his ponytail out. "Now, before I let you up, you have to promise to let me fix you hair," she insisted.
"...mmmph…" Wufei replied and went limp.
"I can't he~ear yooou."
"FINE!" he roared and rolled over. Duet fell off his back and he pinned her. They stared at each other for a few seconds, then Wufei smiled. He pressed his lips against hers and Duet kissed back.
"Duet, Quatre says… I'll leave," Trowa sighed and left as quickly as he'd come. Wufei rolled to the side and let Duet up. They looked at each other again and Duet shrugged.
Wufei sat on the corner of his bed and Duet brushed his hair with the aforementioned comb. "It's not so bad, now is it?" she asked.
Wufei shook his head and muttered, "Onna…"
"You can call me that, but then I'm calling you Wuffie," she smiled and pulled his hair back into its regular style.
"Wuffie?" Wufei asked and stood up. "If it makes you happy," he frowned in pretend exasperation and pulled off his shirt.
"Wait! Hold that thought!" Duet cried and rushed to Wufei's dresser. She retrieved his wristbands and put them on for him. "There! That was easy!" she smirked and stepped back to take a better look.
"You don't honestly expect me to go out in public like this, do you?"
"Why not? You look fine!" she exclaimed and poked his bare chest.
"If it makes you happy…" he sighed again and they exchanged another short kiss.
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A/N: Kiss between Waffle and Duet: really happened. Trowa walking in on Duet every time she's with someone, really happens. (on-going joke) Whole song thing… FAN SERVICE!!! Trowa Duo Heero and Duet were supposed to be on a mission to guard Relena at a speech in a building with a bomb threat.
"...Omea O Korosu…" Heero mumbled and absent-mindedly felt for his gun. When he didn't find it, he lifted his head and looked up.
"It's breakfast time," Quatre added. Duo actually made an attempt to move, but failed miserably and collapsed again. Duet was curled up in a small ball in the bottom of her sleeping bag, shaking. Quatre kneeled down and opened the zipper. "Are you alright?" he asked and peeled away the indigo blanket. The pilot was mumbling incoherently and shivering in terror. "Duet?" Quatre asked and hesitantly touched her shoulder. She flinched and her eyes shot open. She gasped for breath and Quatre wrapped his arms around her to try and stop the shaking. "It's okay. You were just having a nightmare. Everything's alright now…" he crooned and gently rocked her.
"What happened?" Trowa asked and groggily swiped at his bangs so he could see.
"Duet had a bad dream," Quatre replied and Trowa nodded. He dislodged himself from his sleeping bag and sat down next to the pair. Duet's eyes fluttered open again and she immediately latched on to the two.
"Oh, I had a horrible dream," she pouted and curled up between them.
"Can't be any worse than mine after my experience with the Zero System," Quatre replied and she relaxed against him.
"Hmmm…" she mumbled.
"Are you up yet?" Rasid boomed and everyone jumped again.
"We need to practice and pull a wardrobe together before five o' clock," Quatre added and helped Duet to her feet. The others begrudgingly left their sleeping bags and stumbled into the kitchen.
"Damnit, Heero. You had to drag us into this…" Duo grumbled and helped himself to a few waffles.
"I seem to remember a certain braided baka begging for a banquet," Heero replied and pushed his eggs around his plate.
"Too many B's," Wufei groaned and pulled his red blanket over his head.
"Hmmm, I told you not to stay up late…" Avdol sighed and poured himself some orange juice.
"You look like Hell, Duet. What happened?" Heero asked when Duet entered.
"No, Hell looks better. You look like you fought a battle without your MS. C'mere, babe," Duo said and patted the chair next to him.
"I had a bad dream," she mumbled and sat down hard.
~~~
"I don't wanna do this," Trowa complained.
"Just get out here!" Duet yelled and banged on Trowa's door. Slowly he cracked it open. Duet stuck her foot in the space and pushed with all her might to open it further. He let the door go and she flew inside, landing unceremoniously in the pile of clothes Trowa had folded and placed carefully on the floor.
"Well?" he asked and looked down at her. He was wearing a green shirt tucked into tight black pants.
"What are you, nuts!?" she cried and jumped to her feet. "You need something to make the girls go wild!" she added and winked. Trowa took a step back when Duet advanced, her eyes gleaming.
"What are you doing!?" he asked when she grabbed his shirt.
"Un-tuck this! And unbutton it! And gimme that hairbrush!" she demanded and proceeded to adjust his costume. When the ordeal was over, Trowa stood frozen, not too sure about what had just happened.
"Did it work? How come you're not going wild?" he asked.
"Trust me, if I wasn't the one who did this to you, I would be," she smirked and left, satisfied with her work.
~~~
"Get away from me, onna!" Wufei cried and scrambled for the door.
"Son of a- Wufei, you are such a wuss! Get over here!" Duet yelled and brandished a small comb.
"Leave me alone!" he replied and ran, covering his head. Duet dove and tackled him to the floor.
"Ha!" she cried triumphantly and pulled his ponytail out. "Now, before I let you up, you have to promise to let me fix you hair," she insisted.
"...mmmph…" Wufei replied and went limp.
"I can't he~ear yooou."
"FINE!" he roared and rolled over. Duet fell off his back and he pinned her. They stared at each other for a few seconds, then Wufei smiled. He pressed his lips against hers and Duet kissed back.
"Duet, Quatre says… I'll leave," Trowa sighed and left as quickly as he'd come. Wufei rolled to the side and let Duet up. They looked at each other again and Duet shrugged.
Wufei sat on the corner of his bed and Duet brushed his hair with the aforementioned comb. "It's not so bad, now is it?" she asked.
Wufei shook his head and muttered, "Onna…"
"You can call me that, but then I'm calling you Wuffie," she smiled and pulled his hair back into its regular style.
"Wuffie?" Wufei asked and stood up. "If it makes you happy," he frowned in pretend exasperation and pulled off his shirt.
"Wait! Hold that thought!" Duet cried and rushed to Wufei's dresser. She retrieved his wristbands and put them on for him. "There! That was easy!" she smirked and stepped back to take a better look.
"You don't honestly expect me to go out in public like this, do you?"
"Why not? You look fine!" she exclaimed and poked his bare chest.
"If it makes you happy…" he sighed again and they exchanged another short kiss.
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A/N: Kiss between Waffle and Duet: really happened. Trowa walking in on Duet every time she's with someone, really happens. (on-going joke) Whole song thing… FAN SERVICE!!! Trowa Duo Heero and Duet were supposed to be on a mission to guard Relena at a speech in a building with a bomb threat.
