Due to popular demand, I've decided to post another chapter to "The Contest" I hope you all enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I don't own, I only love

When Duo opened his eyes, he could hardly tell that they were open at all. All he could see was plain, black, darkness, and all he knew was that he had a massive headache.

"Woa, what the heck? What happenned?" as soon as he said that, he burped and could taste...

"Surge? Oh yea, that's right, I remember. Ouch, my head..." Duo tried to put his hands on his head, but he couldn't move his hands. In fact, he couldn't move his arms _or_ his legs at all.

"Oh yea, that too...damn straightjacket. Lucky for me I've got this" Duo shook his head til out fell a bobby pin. "I love you, hair, I truly do"

***

Quatre, Heero, Trowa and WuFei all sat peacefully in the living room, enjoying the silence when all of a sudden, Quatre felt that something wasn't quite right.

"Hey, isn't it about time we checked on Duo? I mean, he's been in there all night and he's been out since we stopped the car. Who'd have thought he had enough sugar to make him crash that hard?"

Trowa looked up from the paper at the clock on the wall. "From all that, he should be out for another 2 hours or so. I say we leave him in there til he's learned not to touch that green crap ever again."

"Give him an hour, and then we'll look, ok?" WuFei suggested, wanting the silence back so he could meditate. The only thing that didn't bother him right now was the monotonous clicking of Heero's laptop.

"Hn...I'm with Trowa...let him learn his lesson." Heero said, not looking up from his beloved electronic device.

"Fine, fine, but I'm going to make him some food so he's not completely starved when he wakes up."

"NOTHING WITH SUGAR!" The three other pilots yelled at Quatre as he walked into the kitchen.

***

Back in the closet, aka Duo's prison, lay an abandoned straightjacket covered in chains with a single hair pin stuck in the lock.

"Hm...now let's see, something to kill this headache..." Duo said, tiptoeing to the bathroom. "Hm...na, none of these will work, but how about a little hair of the dog?" Duo tiptoed back to his room and looked under the bed. He pulled out a large black suitcase. "Come to papa..."

***

"Guys! Big trouble..." Quatre yelled, rushing into the living room. "He's gone"

The guys looked at each other in astonishment and fear and then jumped from their spots in unison.

"No no no..not good." Trowa said to himself.

"I swear I'm going to kill that no good, braided-baka if it's the last thing I do..." Mumbled an utterly pissed off WuFei as he scaled the staircase with his 3 friends.

"Hn...idiot" was all that Heero had to say about the situation.

"Come on, I think he went this way you guys" Quatre told the others as he turned down an unlit hallway. He was just about to turn into the hallway that led to the bedrooms when all of a sudden...*CRUNCH*

"What...was...that?" WuFei asked, with a puzzled/angry look on his face.

Quatre bent down to pick up what he'd stepped on. "I can't see what it is, but it feels like a..."

Just then, Trowa flipped on the lights.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

The boys ran back the way they had come, and in the spot where Quatre had been sat a crushed, empty green bottle.

TO BE CONTINUED!!!

Tsukikou: Don't you guys hate me? I just HAD to stop there...

Duo: Be afraid! I'm out and I'm HYPER!!