Kryptonite 3
Hearing his cell phone ringing, Duo's eyes blinked open. Heero had stayed curled up against him in the hotel bed all night and Duo carefully wiggled out of his arms to answer the phone before it woke him. "Hello?" Duo asked, heading into the bathroom. His body was sore all over from the previous night.
"Hey, Duo. Where are you guys?" It was Quatre. "We thought you'd be in last night."
"Oh yeah, hey Quat! We were gonna make it in, but we got. kinda sidetracked. We'll be there in a few hours or so for sure," Duo promised, looking at his neck in the mirror. He frowned at the deep red marks Heero had left on him.
"Will you be here by lunch? We'll have it ready for you two if so," Quatre offered.
"Food sounds really, really great right now, Quat." Duo's stomach was suddenly aware it had not been fed the night before. "I'll make sure we get there in time."
"All right, I'll be seeing you later then!" Quatre said. "Bye!"
"Bye," Duo said, hanging up then frowning deeply into the mirror. Long sleeves and turtlenecks seemed like the choice of clothing for the day. He crept out of the bathroom and stole the car keys, getting himself and Heero a change of clothes from their suitcase in the trunk.
A hot shower eased some of Duo's aches. He came out of the bathroom fully dressed, brushing out his wet hair. Heero was awake, still lying in the bed. "Morning, ya jerk," Duo greeted him.
"Morning," Heero replied.
"I'm about to walk across the street and get us some breakfast. Get a shower while I'm gone because Quatre just called. He's worried about us," Duo said, reaching around his head, trying to braid his hair.
Heero sat up and motioned with one finger for Duo to come nearer.
"Huh-uh, buddy, I ain't dealing with morning breath!" he said.
"Come here, you idiot," Heero said, seeming a tad annoyed.
Duo obeyed finding Heero's hands on his hips. Heero forced him to turn around. "Sit down," he told him. Duo sat. Heero slapped Duo's hands away from his hair. He pulled it all back and carefully parted it into three sections.
Duo gulped. Only two pairs of hands had ever braided his hair. It took all his control not to pull away from Heero. Yet Heero's hands were carefully pushing his head down, making him bend his back so he could reach better. Feeling his hands work against his hair and accidentally hitting him on the back every few seconds calmed him somehow and he suddenly didn't care.
"Band," Heero asked, holding out his hand.
Duo handed him the black band wrapped around his wrist. He stood up and went to the bathroom admiring Heero's handiwork. "Heh, you're not so bad."
Heero stood in the doorway of the bathroom looking at Duo for a moment.
"Well, I want some food," Duo said, leaving the bathroom.
Heero caught him by the arm. "If I was too rough last night, then..." he started to say when Duo was looking at him.
"Aw, shuddap. I can take it," Duo said, grinning. He leaned forward to kiss Heero's cheek. Seeing a small grin on Heero's face satisfied him and he headed across the street for a light breakfast.
x
Trowa looked at his watch before he continued cutting up the tomatoes for the salad. "Quat?" he called out. "Hey, Quat!"
Quatre's head appeared in the doorway. "What are you hollering for?" he asked, entering the room smiling.
"You said they'd be here by dinner, right?" Trowa asked.
"That's what Duo said," Quatre said, moving closer to Trowa and snaking his arms around his waist. Trowa gave a slight grin as Quatre pressed a kiss on his back through his shirt. He dropped the knife as Quatre's fingers curled against his stomach, giving the age-old tickle torture. Trowa's hands closed around Quatre's and he weaseled his way out of his arms.
"That, my dear, was cruel and you shall be punished for it later," Trowa said, gripping Quatre's wrists lightly. His eyes seemed to be laughing. Quatre's pout made him let go of his wrists.
Quatre rubbed his wrists as if he had actually been hurt. "It's gonna be weird seeing them like us, huh?" He took a seat on a stool in the corner as Trowa began cutting tomatoes again.
"Like us?"
"Yeah. You know, in love and all," Quatre said.
"It is rather strange. I could've sworn that Duo and Hilde were dating, as well as Heero and Relena," Trowa mused aloud.
"That's just it. They were. I guess we can find out why they broke up with their girls and ran to each other's arms while they are here. We do have the whole summer after all," Quatre said.
"I'll know before the night is over with," Trowa promised.
"Ha, I thought I was being punished tonight!" Quatre laughed.
Trowa put the last of the tomatoes into the bowl of salad mix. He wiped his hands on a dishtowel and walked in front of the stool where Quatre was sitting. Quatre's face was nearly even with Trowa's, it just needed a bit of tilting upwards. Trowa's hands cupped his face and lifted it. Quatre's legs surrounded Trowa's body to pull him closer. Trowa grinned slightly. "Wonder if there's time for punishment now before those two get here."
Quatre's eyes gleamed. He loved it when Trowa got in the mood during the morning time. It made the day so much more wonderful. "I hope so," Quatre had just enough time to say before Trowa's mouth fastened over his.
Hearing his cell phone ringing, Duo's eyes blinked open. Heero had stayed curled up against him in the hotel bed all night and Duo carefully wiggled out of his arms to answer the phone before it woke him. "Hello?" Duo asked, heading into the bathroom. His body was sore all over from the previous night.
"Hey, Duo. Where are you guys?" It was Quatre. "We thought you'd be in last night."
"Oh yeah, hey Quat! We were gonna make it in, but we got. kinda sidetracked. We'll be there in a few hours or so for sure," Duo promised, looking at his neck in the mirror. He frowned at the deep red marks Heero had left on him.
"Will you be here by lunch? We'll have it ready for you two if so," Quatre offered.
"Food sounds really, really great right now, Quat." Duo's stomach was suddenly aware it had not been fed the night before. "I'll make sure we get there in time."
"All right, I'll be seeing you later then!" Quatre said. "Bye!"
"Bye," Duo said, hanging up then frowning deeply into the mirror. Long sleeves and turtlenecks seemed like the choice of clothing for the day. He crept out of the bathroom and stole the car keys, getting himself and Heero a change of clothes from their suitcase in the trunk.
A hot shower eased some of Duo's aches. He came out of the bathroom fully dressed, brushing out his wet hair. Heero was awake, still lying in the bed. "Morning, ya jerk," Duo greeted him.
"Morning," Heero replied.
"I'm about to walk across the street and get us some breakfast. Get a shower while I'm gone because Quatre just called. He's worried about us," Duo said, reaching around his head, trying to braid his hair.
Heero sat up and motioned with one finger for Duo to come nearer.
"Huh-uh, buddy, I ain't dealing with morning breath!" he said.
"Come here, you idiot," Heero said, seeming a tad annoyed.
Duo obeyed finding Heero's hands on his hips. Heero forced him to turn around. "Sit down," he told him. Duo sat. Heero slapped Duo's hands away from his hair. He pulled it all back and carefully parted it into three sections.
Duo gulped. Only two pairs of hands had ever braided his hair. It took all his control not to pull away from Heero. Yet Heero's hands were carefully pushing his head down, making him bend his back so he could reach better. Feeling his hands work against his hair and accidentally hitting him on the back every few seconds calmed him somehow and he suddenly didn't care.
"Band," Heero asked, holding out his hand.
Duo handed him the black band wrapped around his wrist. He stood up and went to the bathroom admiring Heero's handiwork. "Heh, you're not so bad."
Heero stood in the doorway of the bathroom looking at Duo for a moment.
"Well, I want some food," Duo said, leaving the bathroom.
Heero caught him by the arm. "If I was too rough last night, then..." he started to say when Duo was looking at him.
"Aw, shuddap. I can take it," Duo said, grinning. He leaned forward to kiss Heero's cheek. Seeing a small grin on Heero's face satisfied him and he headed across the street for a light breakfast.
x
Trowa looked at his watch before he continued cutting up the tomatoes for the salad. "Quat?" he called out. "Hey, Quat!"
Quatre's head appeared in the doorway. "What are you hollering for?" he asked, entering the room smiling.
"You said they'd be here by dinner, right?" Trowa asked.
"That's what Duo said," Quatre said, moving closer to Trowa and snaking his arms around his waist. Trowa gave a slight grin as Quatre pressed a kiss on his back through his shirt. He dropped the knife as Quatre's fingers curled against his stomach, giving the age-old tickle torture. Trowa's hands closed around Quatre's and he weaseled his way out of his arms.
"That, my dear, was cruel and you shall be punished for it later," Trowa said, gripping Quatre's wrists lightly. His eyes seemed to be laughing. Quatre's pout made him let go of his wrists.
Quatre rubbed his wrists as if he had actually been hurt. "It's gonna be weird seeing them like us, huh?" He took a seat on a stool in the corner as Trowa began cutting tomatoes again.
"Like us?"
"Yeah. You know, in love and all," Quatre said.
"It is rather strange. I could've sworn that Duo and Hilde were dating, as well as Heero and Relena," Trowa mused aloud.
"That's just it. They were. I guess we can find out why they broke up with their girls and ran to each other's arms while they are here. We do have the whole summer after all," Quatre said.
"I'll know before the night is over with," Trowa promised.
"Ha, I thought I was being punished tonight!" Quatre laughed.
Trowa put the last of the tomatoes into the bowl of salad mix. He wiped his hands on a dishtowel and walked in front of the stool where Quatre was sitting. Quatre's face was nearly even with Trowa's, it just needed a bit of tilting upwards. Trowa's hands cupped his face and lifted it. Quatre's legs surrounded Trowa's body to pull him closer. Trowa grinned slightly. "Wonder if there's time for punishment now before those two get here."
Quatre's eyes gleamed. He loved it when Trowa got in the mood during the morning time. It made the day so much more wonderful. "I hope so," Quatre had just enough time to say before Trowa's mouth fastened over his.
