Chapter 5: The Argument
'I can't just kill Relena...' thought Heero as he entered Quatre's lovely mansion. Duo, who was relaxing on the couch in the living room, opened an eye to look at who came in. "Ah, it's the walking enigma, the bloodthirsty lycanthrope, Heero Yuy!" he said, his words tainted with sarcasm as he rolled over to get a better view of Heero. "I see that you are injured; are you alright?" "Hai." Heero walked over to the couch adjacent to Duo's, and almost plopped himself down tiredly. "How`d you get it?" "Get what?" mumbled Heero as he rummaged under the couch with a hand for the first aid kit. "The wound, silly!" said Duo. "Oh. That. I fell unto a laundry wire....from about forty feet above the ground." Duo looked at him in disbelief, "Shit! How`d you get up that high? Oh, wait, must be a werewolf-" "Homo lupus," said Heero without thinking, "K`so...now I'm doing it, too.."
He found the kit and brought it out. "Doing what?" asked Duo. "Correcting people on their use of the word werewolf. Raven doesn't like to use that word...he uses Homo lupus." "And what does that mean?" asked Duo, who didn't know his Latin. "It's just werewolf in Latin..." Duo snorted, "Ok." Heero was removing the bandages...and realized that this wound of his was almost completely healed. Duo gawked in awe. "What the...?" mumbled Heero, slightly awed himself. "Must be a Homo lupus thing," said Duo, smiling. Heero put away the kit, and he headed upstairs. "Where you goin'?" "To take a nap. Wake me up when Quatre wants to make dinner." he said as he shut the door to his room.
And found Lamica lying on his bed, waiting for him. "Hi, Heero." she said in a throaty voice. 'Thank God she has at least her underwear on....' thought Heero, feeling his primitive werewolf instincts kicking in. All they wanted right now was sex, and that wasn't what he wanted. "Get out." he calmly said. She didn't budge. "Why? Don't you want me, Heero?" she said, pouting playfully. "...No." said Heero, fighting his primitive side. "Why not? Aren't I good enough for you? Or...are you seeing someone?" That pout of hers remained. "Just...get out. Now." Heero said, starting to get angry. "What you gonna do, Heero, if I don't?" she said, smiling slyly. 'Damnit...' he thought, 'She wants me to go over there...and I'm falling for it...' "I'll just go sleep on the couch then," was his reply, which he found himself proud of. Her pout and smile went away, "Oh, fine!" she said, getting up. "Just let me dress first." Lamica went over to his dresser..and got out some of his clothes. "What are you doing?" asked Heero, slightly confused by her actions. "Getting some clothes. What? You actually thought I had mine here?" she said, snorting. Heero just rolled his eyes, and went over to his bed, preparing for his nap. 'So tired...' he thought as he watched Lamica, making sure that she left.
As soon as she was done though, she went over to him, bringing his face into her delicate hands, and kissed him. "Sweet dreams, love." she whispered into his ear, and then she was gone. "Yeah. Right." he muttered as he drifted off to sleep.
Duo just stared at her as Lamica made her way to the living room. "Who are you?" he asked, bemused by her beauty. "Not yours." was her remark as she sat on the couch next to him. "So, what do you guys do around here for fun?" Duo just stared at her, and smiled. "Well, we like to play video games..." Lamica rolled her eyes, "I'm not interested...I'm going back to Heero now..." and as she said that, she crept into Heero's room silently, shedding all but her undergarments, and she crept over to his bed, and she got on top of him. Heero woke up, startled by her sudden movement, and he pushed her off. "I told you to go!" he said, angered by her defiance. "But why, Heero? Why can't we have some fun?" she said, sitting on the foot of his bed, pouting.
"Because I'm seeing Relena!" he said, not even thinking of what Lamica could do. "Well, not for long!" she said, gathering clothes, and heading for the door. In an instant, Heero was up, grabbing her arm with an deathgrip. "You wouldn't." She looked at him, and smiled. "Only if you'll be mine." He glared at her, his famous, You're-gonna-die glare. "Never. I will never be yours, Lamica, and you'll just have to accept that." "LET ME GO!" she shrieked, crazy with anger. "No." She shrieked again, this time it sounded like a war cry, and she bent down and bit his arm with her grown fangs, tearing his flesh. He let go, and cradled his arm as she let go and exited the room.
'I can't just kill Relena...' thought Heero as he entered Quatre's lovely mansion. Duo, who was relaxing on the couch in the living room, opened an eye to look at who came in. "Ah, it's the walking enigma, the bloodthirsty lycanthrope, Heero Yuy!" he said, his words tainted with sarcasm as he rolled over to get a better view of Heero. "I see that you are injured; are you alright?" "Hai." Heero walked over to the couch adjacent to Duo's, and almost plopped himself down tiredly. "How`d you get it?" "Get what?" mumbled Heero as he rummaged under the couch with a hand for the first aid kit. "The wound, silly!" said Duo. "Oh. That. I fell unto a laundry wire....from about forty feet above the ground." Duo looked at him in disbelief, "Shit! How`d you get up that high? Oh, wait, must be a werewolf-" "Homo lupus," said Heero without thinking, "K`so...now I'm doing it, too.."
He found the kit and brought it out. "Doing what?" asked Duo. "Correcting people on their use of the word werewolf. Raven doesn't like to use that word...he uses Homo lupus." "And what does that mean?" asked Duo, who didn't know his Latin. "It's just werewolf in Latin..." Duo snorted, "Ok." Heero was removing the bandages...and realized that this wound of his was almost completely healed. Duo gawked in awe. "What the...?" mumbled Heero, slightly awed himself. "Must be a Homo lupus thing," said Duo, smiling. Heero put away the kit, and he headed upstairs. "Where you goin'?" "To take a nap. Wake me up when Quatre wants to make dinner." he said as he shut the door to his room.
And found Lamica lying on his bed, waiting for him. "Hi, Heero." she said in a throaty voice. 'Thank God she has at least her underwear on....' thought Heero, feeling his primitive werewolf instincts kicking in. All they wanted right now was sex, and that wasn't what he wanted. "Get out." he calmly said. She didn't budge. "Why? Don't you want me, Heero?" she said, pouting playfully. "...No." said Heero, fighting his primitive side. "Why not? Aren't I good enough for you? Or...are you seeing someone?" That pout of hers remained. "Just...get out. Now." Heero said, starting to get angry. "What you gonna do, Heero, if I don't?" she said, smiling slyly. 'Damnit...' he thought, 'She wants me to go over there...and I'm falling for it...' "I'll just go sleep on the couch then," was his reply, which he found himself proud of. Her pout and smile went away, "Oh, fine!" she said, getting up. "Just let me dress first." Lamica went over to his dresser..and got out some of his clothes. "What are you doing?" asked Heero, slightly confused by her actions. "Getting some clothes. What? You actually thought I had mine here?" she said, snorting. Heero just rolled his eyes, and went over to his bed, preparing for his nap. 'So tired...' he thought as he watched Lamica, making sure that she left.
As soon as she was done though, she went over to him, bringing his face into her delicate hands, and kissed him. "Sweet dreams, love." she whispered into his ear, and then she was gone. "Yeah. Right." he muttered as he drifted off to sleep.
Duo just stared at her as Lamica made her way to the living room. "Who are you?" he asked, bemused by her beauty. "Not yours." was her remark as she sat on the couch next to him. "So, what do you guys do around here for fun?" Duo just stared at her, and smiled. "Well, we like to play video games..." Lamica rolled her eyes, "I'm not interested...I'm going back to Heero now..." and as she said that, she crept into Heero's room silently, shedding all but her undergarments, and she crept over to his bed, and she got on top of him. Heero woke up, startled by her sudden movement, and he pushed her off. "I told you to go!" he said, angered by her defiance. "But why, Heero? Why can't we have some fun?" she said, sitting on the foot of his bed, pouting.
"Because I'm seeing Relena!" he said, not even thinking of what Lamica could do. "Well, not for long!" she said, gathering clothes, and heading for the door. In an instant, Heero was up, grabbing her arm with an deathgrip. "You wouldn't." She looked at him, and smiled. "Only if you'll be mine." He glared at her, his famous, You're-gonna-die glare. "Never. I will never be yours, Lamica, and you'll just have to accept that." "LET ME GO!" she shrieked, crazy with anger. "No." She shrieked again, this time it sounded like a war cry, and she bent down and bit his arm with her grown fangs, tearing his flesh. He let go, and cradled his arm as she let go and exited the room.