d o w n w a r d s p i r a l



Chapter Two.



I retreat to the relative calm of the kitchen, where Quatre and Wufei are discussing supplies. You know that lying low thing? - Well, it also means that we are not to leave the house for food, spare parts, etc.

Or to go clubbing, as Wufei was quick to remind me. Although, I think the exact word he used was "cavorting". I-kid-you-not: the guy actually said "cavorting".

I move to familiarise myself with the layout of the kitchen, the only room I have yet to investigate - knives in the second draw down, to the left.

Soldier's habits.

I'm out of direct line of sight when I hear Trowa's light footsteps approaching - that guy must walk on air, he's so quiet.

I don't know Trowa well enough to do this, and looking back - it probably wasn't the most intelligent idea I've had....

Hindsight's a wonderful thing.

Whatever, I felt like some physical contact that didn't include Heero beating the shit out of me. Anyway, according to everyone else I'm rash and unthinking.

Got a reputation to live up to.

"Hey Trowa!", I crow suddenly, as I sling an arm around the ex-mercenary's neck.

He reacts badly.