A Day at the Carnival
By: Shadow and Kerry
Warnings: Yup, that's right. More Relena bashing. Forgive me, I couldn't help myself. :::grins evilly:::
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"Hey guys, I'll be right back. I'm gonna go wash my hands, okay?" Duo said, darting towards the men's restroom without waiting for a response. Trowa and WuFei cast grateful looks at each other and moved to sit down on a nearby bench.
"I was beginning to think that we'd never get a break from his babbling!" WuFei exclaimed, throwing a glare at the wall of the little white brick building Duo had just ran into. He was scowling, but the fact that his posture wasn't quite as rigid as normal hinted that he wasn't nearly as upset as he acted. "We've been here less than forty-five minutes, and I've already begun developing a headache."
Trowa nodded slightly. "I can understand that. … … … But you must admit. He is adorable when he's hyper and covered in sticky, melted, pastel colored sugar." His eyes lit up as he said this.
An almost wolfish grin appeared on WuFei's face. "Yes, he is… cute. And hyper. Trowa, have we ever seen him quite this hyper before?"
"Not that I can recall."
The Chinese pilot nodded. "But we've seen him hyper before."
"Definitely."
"And if he was fun then…"
A tiny, barely noticeable smile appeared on Trowa's face. "The it only follows that he'll be even more fun now."
"You've caught on! Now, since we're already here for the day, and I'm sure that Duo will want to play every game and go on every ride we see at least three times, let's try to get our money's worth out of this situation."
"Agreed."
Just then, a braided figure came speeding over to them, flew through the air, and landed on their laps. "Hey guys! I'm back! Did ya miss me?"
"… Duo, would you like an ice-cream cone?"
"For real? Yeah, Tro-chan! That'd be great!"
Trowa handed Duo a five dollar bill. "Go get one then. WuFei and I will wait right here."
"Thanks! Do either of you want one too?"
"No thank you, Duo. I'm sure we'll be just fine simply watching you."
"Okay, whatever! No complaints here. More for me, ya know."
Duo rolled off of the laps of his two lovers, hitting the ground in a crouching position and jumping back up to his feet. "I'll be back in a split second; don't do anything while I'm gone!" he warned. With that, he darted/bounced off.
WuFei snickered. "You're already making me happy, Trowa. This should be a good day for all three of us."
A few seconds passed in silence as a smirk tried to work its way onto Trowa's face. When it finally succeeded, the emerald eyed boy remarked, "I wonder if we can say the same for Heero?"
* * *
Quatre was beginning to feel strangely left out. Zechs had been in their little group for less than five minutes, but it was already obvious just how things were going to go for the rest of the day. Both young men would be constantly distracted by Miss Relena, and he would have to work extra hard to get even Heero to notice him. Not exactly what he considered fun.
"Heeerooo!" Relena wailed, darting to catch up with the three young men. She'd stopped to rest for a moment and they hadn't bothered to notice or wait for her.
"Heero!" she continued when she caught up. "Carry this for me! It's so big, I can't walk with it!"
Heero's voice and face turned even icier than usual, and Quatre knew him well enough to tell that the cobalt eyed pilot was seriously annoyed. "No."
"But Heero-"
"I said no."
"But you won it for me; that means you should carry it too!"
Something finally snapped in Heero's mind. He wasn't about to let this stupid girl ruin an otherwise good day. He would protect her from assassination attempts and other dangers, just like the mission ordered, but that was all. The orders had said absolutely nothing about being nice to her, and Heero always went strictly by the orders given to him. Just like he had been trained to do.
"I told you that I didn't want to get you a stuffed animal. In fact, I told you that more than once. You didn't listen. So I told you that I'd win you one, but that you would have to carry it yourself. We can all see that I won you the toy. Now you need to do your part and bring it along with you." Heero snarled, taking a tiny step towards Relena with every word he stressed until he was finally inches away from her face, voice raised. For once in her life, Relena actually looked scared of her 'love.'
"Heero! I never-" Relena began, but Heero turned back around and walked over to a shocked looking Quatre and a surprised but amused Zechs. Behind him, Relena looked to be on the verge of tears.
"Heero… Was that truly necessary? I know that you don't much like her… None of us do, really, no offense intended, Milliardo-sama, but… That was a bit harsh." Quatre said, sounding half scolding and half proud. That was the most emotion he'd seen out of Heero in a long time.
Heero shrugged. "Quatre, you seem concerned for her. Zechs, you're her brother. One of you go fix it, if you're that worried." He suggested coolly, look pointedly away from his lover.
"Oh, Heero, don't get like that!" the tiny blonde protested, latching onto the dark haired boy's hand and squeezing it. "I'm not trying to make you upset, it's just that… Well, I'm not sure how well she's handling this, and we don't want her to start making an even bigger scene, as that could draw attention and trouble…"
"I'll take care of this." Zechs interrupted, smiling a little. "Please wait for me?" The two Gundam pilots nodded. "Thank you. I'll be back momentarily." With that, he walked back to talk to his little sister.
"See? He smiled at us, that's a good sign! Cheer up, Heero. Think of things this way: we're on neutral ground with the man that is technically our enemy. The beautiful man that we fight against. He's being nice to us, and I can tell that those smiles are genuine."
"An implied truce."
"Exactly! Now, a truce means that negotiations can begin…"
Heero's eyes lit up, and an almost-smile appeared on his face. "Let's begin the chase as soon as he gets back.
Quatre laughed. "Heero, we have all day! No need to rush things! Let's take our time and try to get to know him first."
"He's tall, blonde, an excellent pilot, not much older than us, has stunning looks, and he's cursed with the sister from hell. What else do we need to know?"
"Heero, you're hopeless."
By: Shadow and Kerry
Warnings: Yup, that's right. More Relena bashing. Forgive me, I couldn't help myself. :::grins evilly:::
~ ~ ~
"Hey guys, I'll be right back. I'm gonna go wash my hands, okay?" Duo said, darting towards the men's restroom without waiting for a response. Trowa and WuFei cast grateful looks at each other and moved to sit down on a nearby bench.
"I was beginning to think that we'd never get a break from his babbling!" WuFei exclaimed, throwing a glare at the wall of the little white brick building Duo had just ran into. He was scowling, but the fact that his posture wasn't quite as rigid as normal hinted that he wasn't nearly as upset as he acted. "We've been here less than forty-five minutes, and I've already begun developing a headache."
Trowa nodded slightly. "I can understand that. … … … But you must admit. He is adorable when he's hyper and covered in sticky, melted, pastel colored sugar." His eyes lit up as he said this.
An almost wolfish grin appeared on WuFei's face. "Yes, he is… cute. And hyper. Trowa, have we ever seen him quite this hyper before?"
"Not that I can recall."
The Chinese pilot nodded. "But we've seen him hyper before."
"Definitely."
"And if he was fun then…"
A tiny, barely noticeable smile appeared on Trowa's face. "The it only follows that he'll be even more fun now."
"You've caught on! Now, since we're already here for the day, and I'm sure that Duo will want to play every game and go on every ride we see at least three times, let's try to get our money's worth out of this situation."
"Agreed."
Just then, a braided figure came speeding over to them, flew through the air, and landed on their laps. "Hey guys! I'm back! Did ya miss me?"
"… Duo, would you like an ice-cream cone?"
"For real? Yeah, Tro-chan! That'd be great!"
Trowa handed Duo a five dollar bill. "Go get one then. WuFei and I will wait right here."
"Thanks! Do either of you want one too?"
"No thank you, Duo. I'm sure we'll be just fine simply watching you."
"Okay, whatever! No complaints here. More for me, ya know."
Duo rolled off of the laps of his two lovers, hitting the ground in a crouching position and jumping back up to his feet. "I'll be back in a split second; don't do anything while I'm gone!" he warned. With that, he darted/bounced off.
WuFei snickered. "You're already making me happy, Trowa. This should be a good day for all three of us."
A few seconds passed in silence as a smirk tried to work its way onto Trowa's face. When it finally succeeded, the emerald eyed boy remarked, "I wonder if we can say the same for Heero?"
* * *
Quatre was beginning to feel strangely left out. Zechs had been in their little group for less than five minutes, but it was already obvious just how things were going to go for the rest of the day. Both young men would be constantly distracted by Miss Relena, and he would have to work extra hard to get even Heero to notice him. Not exactly what he considered fun.
"Heeerooo!" Relena wailed, darting to catch up with the three young men. She'd stopped to rest for a moment and they hadn't bothered to notice or wait for her.
"Heero!" she continued when she caught up. "Carry this for me! It's so big, I can't walk with it!"
Heero's voice and face turned even icier than usual, and Quatre knew him well enough to tell that the cobalt eyed pilot was seriously annoyed. "No."
"But Heero-"
"I said no."
"But you won it for me; that means you should carry it too!"
Something finally snapped in Heero's mind. He wasn't about to let this stupid girl ruin an otherwise good day. He would protect her from assassination attempts and other dangers, just like the mission ordered, but that was all. The orders had said absolutely nothing about being nice to her, and Heero always went strictly by the orders given to him. Just like he had been trained to do.
"I told you that I didn't want to get you a stuffed animal. In fact, I told you that more than once. You didn't listen. So I told you that I'd win you one, but that you would have to carry it yourself. We can all see that I won you the toy. Now you need to do your part and bring it along with you." Heero snarled, taking a tiny step towards Relena with every word he stressed until he was finally inches away from her face, voice raised. For once in her life, Relena actually looked scared of her 'love.'
"Heero! I never-" Relena began, but Heero turned back around and walked over to a shocked looking Quatre and a surprised but amused Zechs. Behind him, Relena looked to be on the verge of tears.
"Heero… Was that truly necessary? I know that you don't much like her… None of us do, really, no offense intended, Milliardo-sama, but… That was a bit harsh." Quatre said, sounding half scolding and half proud. That was the most emotion he'd seen out of Heero in a long time.
Heero shrugged. "Quatre, you seem concerned for her. Zechs, you're her brother. One of you go fix it, if you're that worried." He suggested coolly, look pointedly away from his lover.
"Oh, Heero, don't get like that!" the tiny blonde protested, latching onto the dark haired boy's hand and squeezing it. "I'm not trying to make you upset, it's just that… Well, I'm not sure how well she's handling this, and we don't want her to start making an even bigger scene, as that could draw attention and trouble…"
"I'll take care of this." Zechs interrupted, smiling a little. "Please wait for me?" The two Gundam pilots nodded. "Thank you. I'll be back momentarily." With that, he walked back to talk to his little sister.
"See? He smiled at us, that's a good sign! Cheer up, Heero. Think of things this way: we're on neutral ground with the man that is technically our enemy. The beautiful man that we fight against. He's being nice to us, and I can tell that those smiles are genuine."
"An implied truce."
"Exactly! Now, a truce means that negotiations can begin…"
Heero's eyes lit up, and an almost-smile appeared on his face. "Let's begin the chase as soon as he gets back.
Quatre laughed. "Heero, we have all day! No need to rush things! Let's take our time and try to get to know him first."
"He's tall, blonde, an excellent pilot, not much older than us, has stunning looks, and he's cursed with the sister from hell. What else do we need to know?"
"Heero, you're hopeless."