"Encore! Encore!" they crowd began to chant.
"No," the six replied at once and shot them death glares.
"Do you know any more?" Dorothy asked hopefully and shot Quatre a pleading glance. Trowa caught his eye and smirked. They both exchanged glances with Wufei and he began to tap on the snare.
Trowa resettled his guitar and blasted the famous solo from the next song on the CD. Wufei joined in and Quatre began to sing.
"She clings to me like cellophane, fake plastic submarine! Slowly drivin' me insane, but now that's over!" Duo, now standing, exchanged a mischievous glance with Duet and they began.
"So what if the sex was great!? Just a temporary escape! Another thing I grew to hate, but now that's o~ver!" they sang.
"Why~y, why do you always kick me when I'm hi~igh!? Knock me down 'til we see eye to ey~ye! Figures are out and she may not be Miss Right, but she'll do right now!" the five finished together. Heero fixed them all with his famous Heero Yuy Death Glare.
"That was a little crass," Relena scolded once the curtains were closed.
"Hn?" Duet growled and looked up from Wufei's trap case. "Sheltered little…" she mumbled to herself as she worked with Wufei.
"Onna?" he whispered when he bent down close to her ear.
"I know," Duet replied and slowly reached for her gun only to find it wasn't there. "I got nothing," she hissed and slowly stood up, casually scanning the backstage as she stretched. The other pilots were working diligently to clean up the stage, and Dorothy and Relena were busy fawning over their favorites and lecturing and insulting the others. There was no one else backstage with them.
"There," Heero whispered as he walked past. Duet and Wufei followed his eyes to the other side of the stage. The side curtains were bunched together on either end. "I'll go left, you go right. Duet, watch out for the others. We don't know who they're after," Heero instructed quietly and Duet nodded.
Heero and Wufei slowly made their way towards the other end of the stage, appearing to be heading for one of Trowa's amps. Duet kept looking back and forth between the two bunches of curtain. A sudden glare caught her eye and she looked up. There, on the catwalk, was a figure dressed in black, holding a gun. Judging by the barrel's angle, it wasn't aimed at Heero or Wufei. Trowa was absent. Quatre and Duo were out of range. It was aiming at… Relena. Duet reacted on instinct as the figure went of the trigger. She dove on top of Relena and forced her to the ground.
"What are you-" Relena's sentence was cut short as a gunshot echoed through the room. "Oh my God!" she gasped and looked at Duet's back. Blood was flowing freely from a hole in her side. "Are you alright!?" Relena cried. Duo dropped what he was carrying and rushed to her side. Heero fired a few rounds into the rafters, but the sharpshooter was gone. Quatre and Wufei followed Duo and rushed to their fallen comrade.
"Is she okay?"
"What happened?" Trowa asked and looked around the front curtain.
"Call Rasid! He can find someone who can help us!" Quatre yelled and began tearing off strips of his shirt for bandages. Relena was trying to wake Duet up, and finally succeeded in getting her to open her eyes.
"What were you thinking!?" Relena cried and Duet leaned on one elbow.
"Why is it so hard to get a simple 'thank you'?" she grinned and coughed.
"Well, smart-ass, I don't think you're gonna die, but don't exert yourself. Rasid's on his way here and he's bringing one of Quatre's sisters," Trowa frowned when he returned a few minutes later.
Duo grabbed Duet's shoulders and looked her straight in the eye. "Don't scare me like that!" he yelled and shook her a bit. Duet just grinned stupidly and wiped away the trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth.
"Be careful with her! She's injured!" cried a distinctly female voice.
"Miss Duet!" Rasid boomed and followed the black-haired girl to Duet's side.
"I was working on that soldier to pacifist ratio," Duet shrugged and smirked when Rasid fixed her a disapproving look.
"Melody," Quatre whispered and hugged his sister.
"Hello, dear brother. The pleasantries must wait though, I'm afraid. Help me with your friend," Melody replied and Quatre nodded. He scooped Duet up and the whole group headed outside, Duo holding Duet's hand the whole time.
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A/N: I added the second little song bit there just because I though it would be so cool if Trowa blasted that guitar solo! And the real show picks up from Duet protecting Relena...
"No," the six replied at once and shot them death glares.
"Do you know any more?" Dorothy asked hopefully and shot Quatre a pleading glance. Trowa caught his eye and smirked. They both exchanged glances with Wufei and he began to tap on the snare.
Trowa resettled his guitar and blasted the famous solo from the next song on the CD. Wufei joined in and Quatre began to sing.
"She clings to me like cellophane, fake plastic submarine! Slowly drivin' me insane, but now that's over!" Duo, now standing, exchanged a mischievous glance with Duet and they began.
"So what if the sex was great!? Just a temporary escape! Another thing I grew to hate, but now that's o~ver!" they sang.
"Why~y, why do you always kick me when I'm hi~igh!? Knock me down 'til we see eye to ey~ye! Figures are out and she may not be Miss Right, but she'll do right now!" the five finished together. Heero fixed them all with his famous Heero Yuy Death Glare.
"That was a little crass," Relena scolded once the curtains were closed.
"Hn?" Duet growled and looked up from Wufei's trap case. "Sheltered little…" she mumbled to herself as she worked with Wufei.
"Onna?" he whispered when he bent down close to her ear.
"I know," Duet replied and slowly reached for her gun only to find it wasn't there. "I got nothing," she hissed and slowly stood up, casually scanning the backstage as she stretched. The other pilots were working diligently to clean up the stage, and Dorothy and Relena were busy fawning over their favorites and lecturing and insulting the others. There was no one else backstage with them.
"There," Heero whispered as he walked past. Duet and Wufei followed his eyes to the other side of the stage. The side curtains were bunched together on either end. "I'll go left, you go right. Duet, watch out for the others. We don't know who they're after," Heero instructed quietly and Duet nodded.
Heero and Wufei slowly made their way towards the other end of the stage, appearing to be heading for one of Trowa's amps. Duet kept looking back and forth between the two bunches of curtain. A sudden glare caught her eye and she looked up. There, on the catwalk, was a figure dressed in black, holding a gun. Judging by the barrel's angle, it wasn't aimed at Heero or Wufei. Trowa was absent. Quatre and Duo were out of range. It was aiming at… Relena. Duet reacted on instinct as the figure went of the trigger. She dove on top of Relena and forced her to the ground.
"What are you-" Relena's sentence was cut short as a gunshot echoed through the room. "Oh my God!" she gasped and looked at Duet's back. Blood was flowing freely from a hole in her side. "Are you alright!?" Relena cried. Duo dropped what he was carrying and rushed to her side. Heero fired a few rounds into the rafters, but the sharpshooter was gone. Quatre and Wufei followed Duo and rushed to their fallen comrade.
"Is she okay?"
"What happened?" Trowa asked and looked around the front curtain.
"Call Rasid! He can find someone who can help us!" Quatre yelled and began tearing off strips of his shirt for bandages. Relena was trying to wake Duet up, and finally succeeded in getting her to open her eyes.
"What were you thinking!?" Relena cried and Duet leaned on one elbow.
"Why is it so hard to get a simple 'thank you'?" she grinned and coughed.
"Well, smart-ass, I don't think you're gonna die, but don't exert yourself. Rasid's on his way here and he's bringing one of Quatre's sisters," Trowa frowned when he returned a few minutes later.
Duo grabbed Duet's shoulders and looked her straight in the eye. "Don't scare me like that!" he yelled and shook her a bit. Duet just grinned stupidly and wiped away the trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth.
"Be careful with her! She's injured!" cried a distinctly female voice.
"Miss Duet!" Rasid boomed and followed the black-haired girl to Duet's side.
"I was working on that soldier to pacifist ratio," Duet shrugged and smirked when Rasid fixed her a disapproving look.
"Melody," Quatre whispered and hugged his sister.
"Hello, dear brother. The pleasantries must wait though, I'm afraid. Help me with your friend," Melody replied and Quatre nodded. He scooped Duet up and the whole group headed outside, Duo holding Duet's hand the whole time.
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A/N: I added the second little song bit there just because I though it would be so cool if Trowa blasted that guitar solo! And the real show picks up from Duet protecting Relena...
