Quatre watched silently as Duet inspected the clothes in his closet. "Viola!" she cried happily and held up a blue shirt and a dark pair of jeans.
"I didn't even know that stuff was in there," he said and took the clothes from her.
"Don't worry. I won't look," she smiled and turned around so Quatre could change.
"I don't know about this…" he mumbled and looked down at his exposed chest.
"Don't be shy. You look great! Very kawaii!" Duet exclaimed and looked him over. "One more thing!" she added and picked up a black choker. She clasped it around his neck and stepped back. "Perfect!" she grinned and Quatre smiled.
"If you say so…" he laughed and shrugged.
"Ya look good," Duet stated finally and flipped him a thumbs-up.
~~~
"Stop wiggling!" Duet giggled as Heero squirmed uncomfortably. She combed his hair until her hand hurt.
"Are you done?" he asked for the eighth time.
"Yeah," she replied and sat back on her knees. Heero stood up and ran his hand through his hair. Duet groaned and slapped her forehead as she saw all her hard work undone. "Did you use shampoo yesterday?" Duet huffed and collapsed back on his bed. "Shampoo?" he replied and looked back at her.
"Argh! The amorphous liquid in the blue bottle!? I put it in the shower for you!" she cried and blew her bangs out of her eyes.
"No," he replied simply and Duet turned her eyes heavenward, mumbling incoherently.
"Put this on," Duet commanded and threw a pair of blue jeans and a leather vest at him. She covered her eyes when he started to change, but decided to risk just one peek…
"You're looking," Heero stated and threw his shorts at her face.
"And the lucky lady in the front row gets a souvenir!" she sighed and left them where they were.
"You can look now," Heero smirked and Duet peeked from under the spandex.
"Very nice. Did you know your shorts smell like motor oil?" she asked and sat up.
"Do they really?" he frowned as he looked his outfit over.
"Now put these on," Duet stated and threw him a pair of fingerless gloves. He obeyed and slipped them on.
"Where'd you get these?" he asked and clenched his hands.
"They're mine," Duet smiled and beckoned for him to come closer. "So are these," she whispered and clasped three different chains around his neck. "They suit you better," she added and let him go. "I'm sorry I was so cold before. You caught me off guard."
"It's alright," Heero replied and shrugged.
"No, it's not. I feel bad. You're entitled to your feelings," Duet insisted and left at that.
~~~
"You are a pain in the ass!" Duet laughed and poked Duo in the side.
"Well, if you would pick an outfit already!" he cried in his defense.
"Sor-ry! Just put these on!" she exclaimed at tossed him a pair of black pants. "I'll be right back," she called and left for Quatre's room.
"Quatre, hon, do you mind if Duo wears one of your shirts? I mean, another of you shirts?" Duet asked and peeked around the door frame.
"Of course not! Which one?" Quatre replied and walked to his closet.
"Eh, just gimme a pink one," she shrugged and Quatre handed it to her. "Arigatou!" she chimed and disappeared again. Quatre sighed happily and returned to his desk.
"Put this on!" Duet demanded and waved Quatre's shirt.
"That's not what I think it is, is it?" Duo asked and gingerly took the top.
"It is. Now put it on or face my wrath," she warned playfully.
"Hmmm… And what might your wrath be? Maybe I'd enjoy it..." Duo teased and winked.
"Oh, you'd enjoy having my foot shoved up your ass? Get a move on! You've got two hours to memorize the song!" she yelled and Duo obeyed. "I honestly don't know why that ditz didn't warn us earlier and- don't button it you fool!" Duet chirped angrily and whirled on him.
"Now it's your turn," Duo smirked and pecked her on the lips.
"N-n-nani…?" she stuttered and backed away.
~~~
"Oh no you don't!" Duo yelled and opened Duet's bedroom door to find her half-way out the window. He and Trowa dragged her back inside and dumped her on her bed. Heero bolted the window shut and turned around. Wufei crossed his arms and smirked.
"Why in the name of all that is holy must I be in the show!?" she cried and curled up into a little ball.
"Don't you want to have fun?" Heero asked sarcastically.
"Perhaps we should-" Quatre began.
"Uh-uh. She's not getting' out of this. All for one, and one for all," Duo rallied.
"For once," Trowa sighed.
"For the first time," Wufei added.
"For God's sake, you're in the show!" Duo yelled when Duet fixed him with sad puppy eyes. He had to look away before he could succumb to the pathetic face.
"Come on out," Heero sighed and knocked on her door.
"Which one of you picked this out?" she asked. Heero opened the door a crack and the other four had to push as hard as they could to open it any further. "Someone better fess up!" Duet demanded and five fingers meekly pointed in five different directions. Duet stood with her arms crossed wearing a white tied-bandanna top and white short-shorts. Her cross still hung against her chest, but something else rested near the back of her neck.
"What's this?" Duo asked an reached for it. She slapped his hand away, but the other one caught the necklace. "Military tags?" he asked and squinted to read them. "OZ military tags?" he corrected.
"My parents were OZ soldiers. How did you think I became a war orphan?" she hissed and grabbed the tags back. The five boys turned their heads in shame for stirring up the past, something taboo among them. "Well, it feels better to have said something about it. Don't worry about it! Cheer up, guys!" Duet smiled and put her hands on her hips.
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A/N: You might have seen the picture that was drawn with the boys in these costumes. It was done as a sort of, "we're sorry we cut your chara" gift for Miss Hiyabasa. Duet was purposely left out so as not to cause any confusion, but she's there in the original. How do I know? It's hanging on Miss Hiyabasa's living room wall! Oh and Heero's shorts really do smell like motor oil! ^_^
"I didn't even know that stuff was in there," he said and took the clothes from her.
"Don't worry. I won't look," she smiled and turned around so Quatre could change.
"I don't know about this…" he mumbled and looked down at his exposed chest.
"Don't be shy. You look great! Very kawaii!" Duet exclaimed and looked him over. "One more thing!" she added and picked up a black choker. She clasped it around his neck and stepped back. "Perfect!" she grinned and Quatre smiled.
"If you say so…" he laughed and shrugged.
"Ya look good," Duet stated finally and flipped him a thumbs-up.
~~~
"Stop wiggling!" Duet giggled as Heero squirmed uncomfortably. She combed his hair until her hand hurt.
"Are you done?" he asked for the eighth time.
"Yeah," she replied and sat back on her knees. Heero stood up and ran his hand through his hair. Duet groaned and slapped her forehead as she saw all her hard work undone. "Did you use shampoo yesterday?" Duet huffed and collapsed back on his bed. "Shampoo?" he replied and looked back at her.
"Argh! The amorphous liquid in the blue bottle!? I put it in the shower for you!" she cried and blew her bangs out of her eyes.
"No," he replied simply and Duet turned her eyes heavenward, mumbling incoherently.
"Put this on," Duet commanded and threw a pair of blue jeans and a leather vest at him. She covered her eyes when he started to change, but decided to risk just one peek…
"You're looking," Heero stated and threw his shorts at her face.
"And the lucky lady in the front row gets a souvenir!" she sighed and left them where they were.
"You can look now," Heero smirked and Duet peeked from under the spandex.
"Very nice. Did you know your shorts smell like motor oil?" she asked and sat up.
"Do they really?" he frowned as he looked his outfit over.
"Now put these on," Duet stated and threw him a pair of fingerless gloves. He obeyed and slipped them on.
"Where'd you get these?" he asked and clenched his hands.
"They're mine," Duet smiled and beckoned for him to come closer. "So are these," she whispered and clasped three different chains around his neck. "They suit you better," she added and let him go. "I'm sorry I was so cold before. You caught me off guard."
"It's alright," Heero replied and shrugged.
"No, it's not. I feel bad. You're entitled to your feelings," Duet insisted and left at that.
~~~
"You are a pain in the ass!" Duet laughed and poked Duo in the side.
"Well, if you would pick an outfit already!" he cried in his defense.
"Sor-ry! Just put these on!" she exclaimed at tossed him a pair of black pants. "I'll be right back," she called and left for Quatre's room.
"Quatre, hon, do you mind if Duo wears one of your shirts? I mean, another of you shirts?" Duet asked and peeked around the door frame.
"Of course not! Which one?" Quatre replied and walked to his closet.
"Eh, just gimme a pink one," she shrugged and Quatre handed it to her. "Arigatou!" she chimed and disappeared again. Quatre sighed happily and returned to his desk.
"Put this on!" Duet demanded and waved Quatre's shirt.
"That's not what I think it is, is it?" Duo asked and gingerly took the top.
"It is. Now put it on or face my wrath," she warned playfully.
"Hmmm… And what might your wrath be? Maybe I'd enjoy it..." Duo teased and winked.
"Oh, you'd enjoy having my foot shoved up your ass? Get a move on! You've got two hours to memorize the song!" she yelled and Duo obeyed. "I honestly don't know why that ditz didn't warn us earlier and- don't button it you fool!" Duet chirped angrily and whirled on him.
"Now it's your turn," Duo smirked and pecked her on the lips.
"N-n-nani…?" she stuttered and backed away.
~~~
"Oh no you don't!" Duo yelled and opened Duet's bedroom door to find her half-way out the window. He and Trowa dragged her back inside and dumped her on her bed. Heero bolted the window shut and turned around. Wufei crossed his arms and smirked.
"Why in the name of all that is holy must I be in the show!?" she cried and curled up into a little ball.
"Don't you want to have fun?" Heero asked sarcastically.
"Perhaps we should-" Quatre began.
"Uh-uh. She's not getting' out of this. All for one, and one for all," Duo rallied.
"For once," Trowa sighed.
"For the first time," Wufei added.
"For God's sake, you're in the show!" Duo yelled when Duet fixed him with sad puppy eyes. He had to look away before he could succumb to the pathetic face.
"Come on out," Heero sighed and knocked on her door.
"Which one of you picked this out?" she asked. Heero opened the door a crack and the other four had to push as hard as they could to open it any further. "Someone better fess up!" Duet demanded and five fingers meekly pointed in five different directions. Duet stood with her arms crossed wearing a white tied-bandanna top and white short-shorts. Her cross still hung against her chest, but something else rested near the back of her neck.
"What's this?" Duo asked an reached for it. She slapped his hand away, but the other one caught the necklace. "Military tags?" he asked and squinted to read them. "OZ military tags?" he corrected.
"My parents were OZ soldiers. How did you think I became a war orphan?" she hissed and grabbed the tags back. The five boys turned their heads in shame for stirring up the past, something taboo among them. "Well, it feels better to have said something about it. Don't worry about it! Cheer up, guys!" Duet smiled and put her hands on her hips.
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A/N: You might have seen the picture that was drawn with the boys in these costumes. It was done as a sort of, "we're sorry we cut your chara" gift for Miss Hiyabasa. Duet was purposely left out so as not to cause any confusion, but she's there in the original. How do I know? It's hanging on Miss Hiyabasa's living room wall! Oh and Heero's shorts really do smell like motor oil! ^_^
