Chapter thirteen- Getting into the Mood of Things
Duo fidgeted in his seat, and glanced out the window. He couldn't get comfortable. He crossed his legs, and then uncrossed them. But then would do it all over again and sigh with frustration.
He couldn't understand how women wore dresses, he felt so naked in it, and it hid nothing.
He looked at Heero. He was sitting behind Relena. He looked good, in the dashing black tux, a rose pin, pinned to his left breast. He also wore sunglasses that covered his eyes; the dark shades hid his true features.
Duo groaned in pity, he didn't want to go to the party in a dress. How do you fight in a dress? He scowled and crossed his arms over chest. That's when he felt it, and his lip trembled.
Three years, three years!!!! He had to hide himself from the world, was deprived of what most girls were able to have at his age.
And no, fate decided he need to catch up, and puts him in a dress. He hadn't worn a dress in four years, and that was once, on a watch mission, following his client around so he didn't get his head blown off.
Duo's eyes rimmed with tears, but then they fell, instead they vanished, as if evaporating in the air.
He damned Duo Maxwell for this, he dawn his boss for this, he damned to hell to Noin and Relena, but he damned most of all was Heero Yui.
Duo had tried to make a run for it at the airport, but Heero caught him. And told him that Duo owned him a lot more that wearing a dress.
Duo yelled at him, cursed at his back, shouted over the roar of people as Heero made his way back to Relena, before the brat was shot, to his hope he wished it was too late.
Duo had clenched his fists, and walked back, knowing he still had a chance at freedom. But then he still had Heero, and sharing a room with him wasn't good, if he bailed.
Duo sighed, shaking his mind from the memory, a nightmare was the right word. Dressing in a dress, going as a girl, was worst thing Duo ever thought could happen. He never considered Heero using that date, outing whatever the hell you wanted to call it.
Payback was a bitch!
Heero glanced at Duo, and arched an eyebrow in question. Duo was staring at the seat in front of him, his eyes filled with tears one minute, and then they were clear. But then they started all over again.
Duo looked deep in thought, his eyebrows scrunched together in thought.
Heero sighed, and crossed his arms over his chest. He found it awkward, but it sort of felt natural to see Duo in a dress. He couldn't explain why.
Maybe it was how well she looked in it, he was sure thou. Heero could see Duo wasn't comfortable in it.
Heero thought about the picture he saw in the mirror. He had seen the body, the feminine curves, the ones he had seen that night a long time ago.
He pursed his lips together as he focused his thoughts. Relena told Noin and himself about the party. And they had told the rest of the group. They also took votes on who should go.
IT had been Heero and Wufei. But then Noin mentioned that two guys with Relena would cause a suspicion. And then she brought up the idea of one of them dressing as a girl.
Wufei had shouted it was injustice and quit while he was ahead. Heero being himself shook his head and looked at the others.
Noin though was the one with the idea. 'Duo!'
There was silence, but Wufei broke it breaking into laughter. Heero had scowled at him, his anger raising a notch.
And then everyone vote, and so it was Duo, and Heero. But it was Noin who had to break the news to him. Relena had been surprised when they all met up, that Duo was calm. But then came to realize Noin had never gotten around to tell him.
It was fun watching Duo when he found out. And it was great to see him race through the store and shout at Relena that he quit, and then the image in the mirror.
Heero closed his eyes, resting his body for sleep that would hopefully last the whole trip.
"Heero?"
He didn't move.
"Earth to Heero, come in Heero. We have a disturbance." There was a sound of crackling noise, as if a radio was playing. Still he didn't budge.
"God dammit Heero, you sleep like a log!"
Heero's eyes snatched up, and hid gun was pressed to Duo's temple.
Heero had grabbed Duo by the wrist and stared into the cobalt blue eyes. They didn't look right, as if they were the wrong color, like he had believed they were lighter.
Heero let Duo go and place his gun back under his jacket. Duo pulled away rubbing his wrist. Heero unclipped his belt and stood.
"Relena?"
Duo motioned outside, but he glanced at his wrist. Heero grunted and walked to the door stepping out into the fresh air.
Duo followed he stood behind Heero, and had to suppress the urge to push him off the plane.
Heero dropped down to the ground, with Duo right behind him. They climbed into the limo silently, and Duo seated himself next to Relena, but was pressing himself into the door.
He leaned his head against the window, as the engine started and the limo pulled a u and pulled out onto the street.
Duo glanced down at his wrist, and rubbed it, still feeling the slight tingling feeling from Heero's touch.
Duo glanced at Heero from the corner of his eyes, and studied him closely.
After a few short seconds Heero turned his gaze on Duo, it was hard, and unemotional.
Duo looked out the window, feeling his body heat up with embarrassment.
Relena smiled softly, "We'll be there any minute now."
Ten minutes late, Duo found himself in a guest room, staring his reflection. His boss would kill him if he saw him now.
Duo groaned when he saw the clock in the mirror, they were running late, and had barely two hours to get ready and settled.
Settled? He was wearing a dress.
Duo stepped into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He shed the dress off, some summer thing Relena let him borrow for the plane ride.
He started the water, and took off the bra and panties, at least no more boxers for a while.
He stepped into the shower, and moaned with pleasure, when the hot scolding water pulsed against his back.
"Mm."
His eyes rolled back into his head as he swayed a bit on his feet. He ran his hands over his hair, and pulled out the braid shaking his hair loose.
He would have to style it for tonight.
After several minutes passed, Duo shut off the tap, and grabbed a fluffy towel wrapping it around his body, and another one he worked with to dry his hair.
He stepped out into the cold air of the bathroom. He glanced at the window and sighed, at times he believe he was a man. Might as well be, he wasn't going to be anything else after this mission.
Duo tugged at the towel, and it dropped to the floor. He searched the cupboards, and found powder. He fluffed some on all over his body, and grinned when he could smell the beauty of it.
After that, he slipped on the strapless braw, and grinned at how well it filled him out. He burst out laughing at his idiocy.
Duo then searched the medicine cabinet, and found light pink polish. 'Oh hell, might as well get into the mood of things.'
He then painted each nail with two coats of polish, even his toes.
Duo sighed grinning as he grabbed a brush and ran it through his hair. He thought as he brushed the tangles out, thinking of a hairstyle. Even though he had been a man for three years, he still knew a few styles.
With a shrug he started. Pulling all of his hair, except a few pieces in the front and put it into a French twist. Taking the few remaining pieces he curled them, creating ringlets of hair to surround his face.
He grabbed the make-up bag; Relena was letting him borrow. With a sigh he searched through it and shook his head, "I'm not going that far." He put on some gloss making his lips shine in the light, before closing the bag.
After that he grabbed the dress hanging near the door. He took it off the hanger, and unzipped the back. Suddenly in his room he heard the radio playing a song. He grinned, at the catchy beat. He bobbed his head to it, sort of twirling around. After a few verses he started to sing loudly, "Meet Virginia, ell she wants to be the Queen, and she thinks about her scene. Pulls her hair back as she screams, I DON'T REALLY WANNA BE THE QUEEN!!!"
Duo slipped into the dress as he hummed to the rest of the song. He then slipped his arms through the straps, and started to zip it up. "Well she wants to live her life, and she thinks about her life. Pulls her hair back as she screams, I DON'T REALLY WANNA LIVE THIS LIFE!!"
He got halfway faltering in the song, and was stuck. He couldn't reach the zipper any more.
He sighed and moved to the door, slipping on the heels. He winced, knowing how bad this was going to kill his feet.
"Hey Relena?"
Relena turned, "Duo? You look beautiful." Duo scowled at Relena, "Can you finish zipping up the dress, I can't reach."
Relena nodded and zipped up the back. "Turn around, let me look at you." As he did Duo looked at Relena, she looked the same, and even wore the same dress she wore to her uncle's party.
"You look great Duo."
Duo sighed, "I don't know about this."
"You need to work on your voice though." Duo sighed, and cleared his throat. When he spoke, it was a lighter tone much more feminine, "Better."
Relena nodded. "Heero is waiting for me. We'll meet you there." Duo sighed, but nodded anyway.
Duo fidgeted in his seat, and glanced out the window. He couldn't get comfortable. He crossed his legs, and then uncrossed them. But then would do it all over again and sigh with frustration.
He couldn't understand how women wore dresses, he felt so naked in it, and it hid nothing.
He looked at Heero. He was sitting behind Relena. He looked good, in the dashing black tux, a rose pin, pinned to his left breast. He also wore sunglasses that covered his eyes; the dark shades hid his true features.
Duo groaned in pity, he didn't want to go to the party in a dress. How do you fight in a dress? He scowled and crossed his arms over chest. That's when he felt it, and his lip trembled.
Three years, three years!!!! He had to hide himself from the world, was deprived of what most girls were able to have at his age.
And no, fate decided he need to catch up, and puts him in a dress. He hadn't worn a dress in four years, and that was once, on a watch mission, following his client around so he didn't get his head blown off.
Duo's eyes rimmed with tears, but then they fell, instead they vanished, as if evaporating in the air.
He damned Duo Maxwell for this, he dawn his boss for this, he damned to hell to Noin and Relena, but he damned most of all was Heero Yui.
Duo had tried to make a run for it at the airport, but Heero caught him. And told him that Duo owned him a lot more that wearing a dress.
Duo yelled at him, cursed at his back, shouted over the roar of people as Heero made his way back to Relena, before the brat was shot, to his hope he wished it was too late.
Duo had clenched his fists, and walked back, knowing he still had a chance at freedom. But then he still had Heero, and sharing a room with him wasn't good, if he bailed.
Duo sighed, shaking his mind from the memory, a nightmare was the right word. Dressing in a dress, going as a girl, was worst thing Duo ever thought could happen. He never considered Heero using that date, outing whatever the hell you wanted to call it.
Payback was a bitch!
Heero glanced at Duo, and arched an eyebrow in question. Duo was staring at the seat in front of him, his eyes filled with tears one minute, and then they were clear. But then they started all over again.
Duo looked deep in thought, his eyebrows scrunched together in thought.
Heero sighed, and crossed his arms over his chest. He found it awkward, but it sort of felt natural to see Duo in a dress. He couldn't explain why.
Maybe it was how well she looked in it, he was sure thou. Heero could see Duo wasn't comfortable in it.
Heero thought about the picture he saw in the mirror. He had seen the body, the feminine curves, the ones he had seen that night a long time ago.
He pursed his lips together as he focused his thoughts. Relena told Noin and himself about the party. And they had told the rest of the group. They also took votes on who should go.
IT had been Heero and Wufei. But then Noin mentioned that two guys with Relena would cause a suspicion. And then she brought up the idea of one of them dressing as a girl.
Wufei had shouted it was injustice and quit while he was ahead. Heero being himself shook his head and looked at the others.
Noin though was the one with the idea. 'Duo!'
There was silence, but Wufei broke it breaking into laughter. Heero had scowled at him, his anger raising a notch.
And then everyone vote, and so it was Duo, and Heero. But it was Noin who had to break the news to him. Relena had been surprised when they all met up, that Duo was calm. But then came to realize Noin had never gotten around to tell him.
It was fun watching Duo when he found out. And it was great to see him race through the store and shout at Relena that he quit, and then the image in the mirror.
Heero closed his eyes, resting his body for sleep that would hopefully last the whole trip.
"Heero?"
He didn't move.
"Earth to Heero, come in Heero. We have a disturbance." There was a sound of crackling noise, as if a radio was playing. Still he didn't budge.
"God dammit Heero, you sleep like a log!"
Heero's eyes snatched up, and hid gun was pressed to Duo's temple.
Heero had grabbed Duo by the wrist and stared into the cobalt blue eyes. They didn't look right, as if they were the wrong color, like he had believed they were lighter.
Heero let Duo go and place his gun back under his jacket. Duo pulled away rubbing his wrist. Heero unclipped his belt and stood.
"Relena?"
Duo motioned outside, but he glanced at his wrist. Heero grunted and walked to the door stepping out into the fresh air.
Duo followed he stood behind Heero, and had to suppress the urge to push him off the plane.
Heero dropped down to the ground, with Duo right behind him. They climbed into the limo silently, and Duo seated himself next to Relena, but was pressing himself into the door.
He leaned his head against the window, as the engine started and the limo pulled a u and pulled out onto the street.
Duo glanced down at his wrist, and rubbed it, still feeling the slight tingling feeling from Heero's touch.
Duo glanced at Heero from the corner of his eyes, and studied him closely.
After a few short seconds Heero turned his gaze on Duo, it was hard, and unemotional.
Duo looked out the window, feeling his body heat up with embarrassment.
Relena smiled softly, "We'll be there any minute now."
Ten minutes late, Duo found himself in a guest room, staring his reflection. His boss would kill him if he saw him now.
Duo groaned when he saw the clock in the mirror, they were running late, and had barely two hours to get ready and settled.
Settled? He was wearing a dress.
Duo stepped into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He shed the dress off, some summer thing Relena let him borrow for the plane ride.
He started the water, and took off the bra and panties, at least no more boxers for a while.
He stepped into the shower, and moaned with pleasure, when the hot scolding water pulsed against his back.
"Mm."
His eyes rolled back into his head as he swayed a bit on his feet. He ran his hands over his hair, and pulled out the braid shaking his hair loose.
He would have to style it for tonight.
After several minutes passed, Duo shut off the tap, and grabbed a fluffy towel wrapping it around his body, and another one he worked with to dry his hair.
He stepped out into the cold air of the bathroom. He glanced at the window and sighed, at times he believe he was a man. Might as well be, he wasn't going to be anything else after this mission.
Duo tugged at the towel, and it dropped to the floor. He searched the cupboards, and found powder. He fluffed some on all over his body, and grinned when he could smell the beauty of it.
After that, he slipped on the strapless braw, and grinned at how well it filled him out. He burst out laughing at his idiocy.
Duo then searched the medicine cabinet, and found light pink polish. 'Oh hell, might as well get into the mood of things.'
He then painted each nail with two coats of polish, even his toes.
Duo sighed grinning as he grabbed a brush and ran it through his hair. He thought as he brushed the tangles out, thinking of a hairstyle. Even though he had been a man for three years, he still knew a few styles.
With a shrug he started. Pulling all of his hair, except a few pieces in the front and put it into a French twist. Taking the few remaining pieces he curled them, creating ringlets of hair to surround his face.
He grabbed the make-up bag; Relena was letting him borrow. With a sigh he searched through it and shook his head, "I'm not going that far." He put on some gloss making his lips shine in the light, before closing the bag.
After that he grabbed the dress hanging near the door. He took it off the hanger, and unzipped the back. Suddenly in his room he heard the radio playing a song. He grinned, at the catchy beat. He bobbed his head to it, sort of twirling around. After a few verses he started to sing loudly, "Meet Virginia, ell she wants to be the Queen, and she thinks about her scene. Pulls her hair back as she screams, I DON'T REALLY WANNA BE THE QUEEN!!!"
Duo slipped into the dress as he hummed to the rest of the song. He then slipped his arms through the straps, and started to zip it up. "Well she wants to live her life, and she thinks about her life. Pulls her hair back as she screams, I DON'T REALLY WANNA LIVE THIS LIFE!!"
He got halfway faltering in the song, and was stuck. He couldn't reach the zipper any more.
He sighed and moved to the door, slipping on the heels. He winced, knowing how bad this was going to kill his feet.
"Hey Relena?"
Relena turned, "Duo? You look beautiful." Duo scowled at Relena, "Can you finish zipping up the dress, I can't reach."
Relena nodded and zipped up the back. "Turn around, let me look at you." As he did Duo looked at Relena, she looked the same, and even wore the same dress she wore to her uncle's party.
"You look great Duo."
Duo sighed, "I don't know about this."
"You need to work on your voice though." Duo sighed, and cleared his throat. When he spoke, it was a lighter tone much more feminine, "Better."
Relena nodded. "Heero is waiting for me. We'll meet you there." Duo sighed, but nodded anyway.