Quintessence
Chapter 3


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Gomen nasai!!! Summer, finals, and all...I'll get the next chapter out soon! Promise!...although i can't promise on the
length...

Just a reminder * means there are notes at the bottom. The notes are spaced out widely from the ending of this
chapter so as not to give out spoilers

Warnings: Chpt three's a bit on the ecchi side ~*^-^*~
Umm...hints of violence? Maybe?

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"You don't know anything about Heero."

Usagi paused letting the full impact of the bitter sentence hit her. "Excuse me?" she said weakly.

"You don't know anything about Heero."

"Oh," was all Usagi could think of to say.

Relena went on not caring for her answer. "You don't know anything! You just prance in here and Heero..."
Relena paused before giving a short slightly hysterical laugh and going on, "You don't even know how much
Heero's changed! How could you after all? He changes so suddenly when you're around."

"Relena-san, I'm really sorry if my presence here is in the way of your relationship with He-"

"That's just the point!" Relena cut off, "You still don't get it. You still don't understand and that's
what I can't stand about you! There is no relationship between Heero and me! For three long years I've
known him and nothing! Not a kiss, not a hug, not an ounce of concern!" Relena's voice was rising
and Usagi began to fear for her what would happen if the others heard her shouting from here. "The
Heero Yuy before you met him...he could smile, he could be polite, and he could be nice, but
underneath that all was always a wall of ice, making his smile so cold. His fake emotions could never
hide his distance from this world." She bit her lip and struggled to control the tears threatening
to spill down her cheeks. She hurriedly brushed them away and struggled to regain her composure.
"He abandoned his emotions a long time ago, so my voice could never reach him. But you. You come
in suddenly one day, and you have him on his knees. How is that?" Her eyes became clouded with
rage. "What are you? I've tried reaching him for 3 years, and you reach his heart the first day
you meet him? I won't stand for it." Relena taking a moment for breath looked at the girl sitting under
the willow tree and finally realized Usagi, too, was crying. "What? What's the matter with you? You
don't want to give Heero up? You're scared by me shouting at you?" she demanded vehemently.

Usagi shook her head, silent tears making their slow and steady trail down her porcelain cheeks. "No,
it must be so lonely for him, so cold, always having lived in his separate world, and you. You, too,
must have been in pain seeing a loved one suffer and not being able to do anything about it."

"You would know about that wouldn't you?" Relena asked her voice softer. "What binds those five boys
is their pain. Those biographies on their fan sites? They're mostly fabricated. Their real past is too
gruesome to share with the public. Maybe...maybe the reason Heero was so heavily attracted to you was
because your pain called out to him." She sighed chastising herself for not having thought of it earlier.

Usagi's head jerked up. "Do you know?"

"No, I don't know what happened to you, but I know you have something to hide. So evasive in your answers
of your past life during the dinner yesterday...no one trying to be just mysterious would've been that
evasive."

"Relena-san," Usagi cried out desperately, "Please don't tell. Please."

Relena nodded and sighed wearily. Her yelling was done, her opinions expressed, and her surprisingly enough
she had found a confidant in this girl before her. Where she had expected judgment and criticism in her
tale, she had found only -not pity- but compassion and sympathy. Her rage had been vented to her satisfaction
and in the end, there was no more to put bite into her worlds. She felt so tired, ever so tired that she
was tempted to lie down on the grass and go to sleep right then. Instead she told Usagi to tell Rei that she
would be ready in the morning and headed for her trailer.

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"Trowa-san!" Usagi called out as she saw him about fifty meters away walking presumably to his trailer.
She raced towards him as fast as she could asking, "Do you know where Rei-sa-" She never got to finish
the sentence however as just as she skidding to a stop in front of the slightly surprised Trowa, her
foot caught on a rock and she tipped forward. Her fall was broken however but with a hefty price as her
forehead connected with Trowa's chin, and Usagi instinctively in that moment put her right foot forward
regaining her balance. There was silence until Usagi sprang up and ran away holding her head screaming
something about Trowa hitting her on her forehead with his chin.

Trowa was left there in the feild rubbing his chin. "Strange girl," he said quietly musing over the event
before continuing on as if nothing had happened.

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"Hm?" Usagi paused in the midst of her screaming and screeched to a halt. In front of her was a curious
sight. A curious sight, indeed. In a trailer that Usagi was absolutely certain hadn't been there that
morning twenty, no thirty, fourty(?) people were jam-packed some carrying small notebooks and microphones,
and others toting large expensive looking cameras. Those that were left out in the cold outside the trailer
were scrambling desperately to get in, and the trailer groaned with their weight as flashes were going off
inside every second.

"IT'S USAGI TSUKINO!" one of the women who casually glanced out the trailer window shouted as she spotted
her. The reporters and cameramen, like various wildlife turning their heads at an alarm from a cawing
bird, slowly one by one turned to her their eyes wide and scheming. Before Usagi could fully form the
idea that this was definitely NOT good, they were emptying out of the trailer stampeding towards her
frantically each trying to get to her first. Suddenly, those left outside the trailer were the lucky ones.

With a sharp pull on her arm from Haruka who had run to her side, she was jarred back to reality. The
older woman turned her sharply around and gave her a rough push on the back shouting, "Run away as
fast as you can with Heero!"

Usagi to her astonishment found that her legs actually obeyed, and she took off leaving Haruka and the
swarm of people in the dust with her conditioned body used to two-mile sprints from home to school.
Her body wasn't the only think racing, though. What did Haruka mean by 'with Heero?' What did Heero
have to do with it? And on that stream of though what did she have to do with it, too? Why were they
in, presumably, her new trailer in the first place? She pushed them aside as little by little she neared
his trailer. As she debated over rushing inside and pulling him out with her or calling for him now
and waiting for him outside so as not to get anymore nasty surprises, Heero himself burst out of his
trailer and seemed about as surprised to see her as he was to see the horde after her. Reacting faster
than Usagi could ever have hoped, he instantly upon seeing her grasped the situation and taking her
hand sped with her out of the trailer park on to the winding streets of the city.

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"Pfh!" Duo half-chortled into his hand as he struggled to contain his laughter at the sight of the
clueless pair fleeing the vicinity. Giving in he broke down laughing leaning against his partner in
their little crime for support.

Minako was grinning ear to ear and interrupted Duo's peals of laughter to slap him a high five.
All in all, when they weren't arguing over who looked gay, who looked lesbian, and whose hair was
prettier, they could make a matchmaker pair to be dealt with. After all who else could do so much with
a purse, a jacket, a pen and paper, and the number to a celebrity news hotline. Well...ok that and
a phone, keys to Usagi's and Heero's trailer, a Harlequin romance novel to write the passion filled
letter, and money to hire a man to distract Haruka while the reporters and cameramen made their way
in, Minako admitted to herself. But still! The point is they did a lot with it.

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"Heero!" Usagi managed to gasp out. She was a speed demon for two miles, and during high school if the
track team had ever gotten wind of her extraordinary running abilities, they would've no doubt been hounding
her to join day and night, but Usagi was no cross country star. Heero realizing that slowed and eventually
stopped.

"You ok?" he asked his eyes darting between the buildings surrounding the busy street they had found
themselves in. Although he wasn't certain, this looked like the street not to far from where his friend
worked.

"Uhuh. Just let me get the feeling back in my legs," she said fighting the urge to collapse right there
on the street.

Heero smirked. Not many, man or woman, could keep up with him for that pace for that long, without him
eventually having to drag them to keep up. He was impressed. Even more so because she was an actress,
and a beautiful one at that. Most of her kind preferred not to suffer the indignity of being caught in
a position of running outside the gym without their expensive, fashionable workout suits. He knew their
kind well enough. "You'd better be able to run longer than that if you want to escape your fans."

Usagi winced, hurt. He had meant it as a mild joke (*gasp!* a joke!), but she had somehow interpreted
it as criticism. "That's ok, Heero. I only have a couple of fans, and they're the guys who live
in my apartment building. I doubt they'll be running after me anytime soon."

How could he make this better? Shit! "Don't worry. You'll get a following before the movie's done.
You're beautiful and all, so of course fans will be chasing you down."

Usagi laughed, "Well, either that or Gundam Wing fans are going to be after my blood having worked with you
guys."

"Don't worry. I'll fend them off with my Wing Zero."

She stared at him blankly.

He sighed. "Wing Zero, the Gundam I pilot."

"Oh!" Usagi giggled, "You're nothing like Re-" Usagi paused. Relena's words came flooding back. //...he
could smile, he could be polite, and he could be nice, but underneath that all was always a wall of ice, making his
smile so cold.// The Heero before her, she could never describe as cold. True his lips were sealed in a tight horizontal
line, but his eyes were dancing.

"Usagi, something wrong?" he asked.

"Nope!" she shook her head, "Oh, by the way, since we can't go back to the park, what should we do? Where
are we anyway?"

"Hmm...I know this neighborhood. A friend of mine owns a hotel around here. I think he'll let us in for
free for one night without disclosing our identities."

"Really?" Usagi perked up, "That's great! So what kind of hotel is it?"

He began walking in the direction of it hoping she'd drop the question.

"What kind of hotel is it?" she persisted.

"It's...unusual..."

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"Are you sure you have it, Mark?" Duo pressed over the phone.

"Yes, Duo," Mark snapped on his cell phone in the halls of his hotel. "You've only repeated it to me, what?
Five times? Want me to summarize? I have it memorized! Let's see now...you were saying... 'Mark! It's me, Duo!'"
Mark imitated, "'Listen, I have the feeling pretty soon Heero's going to come in here with his soon-to-be
girlfriend if I have any say in it! God, I hope she likes him too! I don't want Relena stalking us to the end
of our days you know? Anyway, I want you to tell them tha-'"

"Ha. Ha," Duo interrupted, not pleased at being mocked.

"Did I miss anything?" Mark asked rolling his eyes.

"No, but you just might miss Heero and Usagi - Usagi's the chick by the way - if you keep talking to me on the phone."

"Right," Mark sighed, "You know I hate dishonesty, and if Heero finds out about this, he'll have my head. What
do I get in return?"

"Mark! Man, I didn't know you were like that! We're friends!"

"I can see Heero from this window. You're right she is a babe, which is all the more reason not to do what you
say and try to have her to myself." Mark said playfully in his windowless hall.

"Don't be like that!" Duo pleaded, "Come on! Heero needs a girl! Bad! Alright, alright. You know what? I'll set
you up with this blonde girl Minako, how's that?" Over the phone Mark thought he heard a distant screech.

"Deal. You'd better keep your word, or I'll tell Heero this was all your doing."

Duo laughed nervously. "Got it, got it. Yo, we gotta get together some time you know? I mean after your date with
the lovely Minako."

"Bye," Mark said curtly as he hung-up his phone. "That idiot. I guess I'd better go down to the reception hall,
anyway."

As he stepped off the elevator, he found that indeed Heero and Usagi were already there and his receptionist
had hearts in her eyes. He rolled his eyes. "Erica!" he snapped at the girl, "Remember our policy. We do not
disclose the identity of our guests to anyone."

"Mark," Heero turned fairly surprised. He hadn't even had enough time to ask for him before the receptionist started
fawning over him.

"Heero," Mark grinned, "How've you been doing? And more importantly who is this ravishing young lady standing
by your side?"

Usagi flushed and smiled shyly at him.

"She's Usagi, my co-worker. I need a two rooms, one for her and one for me. I don't have anything on me right now,
but you know me. I'll pay for it later."

"In some trouble with the police?" Mark joked.

"No, the media. They're chasing after us for something. Not sure what." Heero replied sharply.

Usagi shivered. What was this feeling she was getting looking at him conversing with this man? Outside walking
the streets he had been gentle, maybe kind, but inside he was scaring her. "Ano, Mark-san. If possible could
you find out what's going on with the media please? I'd really like to know why we were chased down like that."

"Anything for you, gorgeous," Mark winked at her, only to have his hair begin to stand on end as Heero glared
at him furious. 'Whoa, I guess it is pretty serious. That idiot Duo actually knows what he's doing this time.'
Mark coughed. "On second thought, why don't you two just wait to see it on TV?"

"The room," Heero reminded.

"Yes, about that. Our hotel's completely booked...except for two. You can only have one though because the
other one's going to be taken."

"Which are?" Heero demanded.

"The Torture Chambers of Love and Nymph River. Both are the A-class rooms, single bed, costumes, full-"

"Shut up," Heero snapped, "I don't want them. Don't you have any free in the family section of your hotel?"

"Hey," Mark shrugged, "It's a popular hotel, and I can't just cancel this guy's reservation or just shuffle
a family into the Toture Chambers of Love room. Imagine what it'd do to my business!"

"It's popular. It'll survive," Heero replied dryly.

"No can do."

"Give us your house, and YOU can stay in the Nymph River."

"My wife kicked me out a couple days ago, and I'm living in a motel that's a heck of a lot smaller than those
rooms. Besides I have a feeling the owner will snitch on you for publicity if you go in there. I'm sorry, man,
but you have to pick one."

"Torture Chambers of Love? Is that...a boat ride?" Usagi asked quizzically.

"We'll take the Nymph River." Heero said hurriedly.

"Nymph River...is THAT a boat ride?" she asked.

"Have fun, you two," Mark grinned as he tossed Heero the set of key cards. Heero handed one to Usagi, and she
seeing the number and letter written on the top squealed and ran off to find the room with the boat ride.
Heero was about to chase her when Mark held him back for a warning. "Heero, you might wanna get in that room
before her. It's has these pictures on the walls that are kind of supposed to set the mood."

Heero's eyes widened. "You have a sick mind," he shot at Mark before racing after Usagi to try to get to the room
before she did.

"It's only for the customers!" Mark shouted at his retreating back. Once Heero was completely gone, Mark started
cracking up laughing. Never EVER had he seen the stoical Heero so riled up over a girl before. This near-suicidal
scheme with Duo was actually turning out to be worth it.

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"Heero! AHH!! You BEAT me! How? I was taking the elevator!!!" Usagi shouted.

"I," Heero gasped out as he inhaled deeply for more oxygen and leaned against their door for support, "took the
stairs."

Usagi stuck her tongue out. "Well I'm going to be the first to go in!"

His eyes widened, "Listen to me, Usagi." He pushed himself off the door and stood blocking her way. "You can't go
in there until- hey!" During his speech the unusually mischievous Usagi slipped quickly past his arm and had the
door open in less than a second.

"What? This isn't a boat ride," Usagi pouted.

"USAGI!" Heero pushed her out of the doorway and shut the door behind him leaning on it to keep it shut against
Usagi's pushes. "Thank, God. Now for those perverted pictures." he breathed a sigh of relief and looked around the
room. The entire room was decorated in lavish blues and greens. The walls were made of tiles painted as rocks
with a sky on the ceiling and the upper edges of the walls. From the semi-dim lighting the bed to the far right was
covered in silk with a canopy blue veil surrounding it. In the far right wall a TV was imbedded into the wall
with a screen surrounding it for protection against water. To his immediate right was a door leading to what Heero
supposed was the bathroom. Nothing else was really remarkable except for the fact that to his left the floor immediately
plummeted and gave way to a bath made to resemble a river, and at his feet was a mermaid costume and a loincloth
for couples' amusement. All in all the room resembled a huge bathroom with no toilet or sink but with a bed and TV.
A bathroom with no pictures, however.

"Heero!" Usagi cried out in protest in being locked out, and she gave the door an unexpectedly strong push that
sent Heero flying. To avoid landing face first in the mermaid costume, he held his hands out and rolled...right
into the tub. "No fair! I wanted to be the first person in the pool!" Usagi glowered at him before jumping in the pool
herself and proceeding to make a windmill with her arms and splashing him thoroughly. Heero only put up with this
for a couple of seconds before making his way through the wall of water, catching her when she tried to run
away, and dunking her.

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"Relena Dorlain-san!" "Relena!" "Could you look her please for a shot?" "Did you know of their relationship?"
Relena was barraged by questions and statements from reporters and cameramen as soon as she opened her
trailer door and stepped outside. One particular shouted question caught her ear. "How do you feel about the
relationship between Heero Yuy and Usagi Tsukino?"

"What?" Relena snapped dangerously, "What do you mean Heero Yuy and Usagi Tsukino?" Sensing the danger most
of the smarter reporters backed off and gave her some extra space. One reporter was not so smart.

"Oh? You mean you haven't heard? Apparently..." the dimwitted reporter commenced explaining.

""THEY DID WHAT???"


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Duo shivered as he heard the scream. "Minako-chan. While we've done a great thing here today, helping Heero
out and all, I think it's in our best interest that no one besides Mark ever hear that we were the ones who
set this up. I like my life. I don't want to die in the hands of a psychopathic maniac or an emotionless,
haircut-needing superstar while their fans cheer them on.

Minako nodded silently.

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"I love this bed," Usagi declared in her bathrobe as she squealed snuggled under the silk covers, "Can we
keep it, Heero? Can we?"

Heero stepped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist and a toothbrush in his mouth.

"Oh yea." Usagi directed her eyes downwards, "I kinda forgot about the toothbrush thing." Blushing, she sat up
and parted the veils. Heading over to the TV, she reached up for the remote. Heero watched her. She could
probably be described as thin, but she was no slip of a girl. As much as she would act it, she was no girl
as her curvy body clearly stated. He had learned that well enough when he had seen her emerge from the
water after he let her go the wet clothes clinging to her like a second skin. After getting out of the
pool and being faced with the dilemna of being in soaking wet clothing, and having nothing to change
into but the costumes, Heero caught up with Mark almost leaving the building and had begged a pair of
bathrobes and some money off of him. After they ordered an immense amount of food and Usagi had inhaled most
of it, she jumped in the pool again and had started splashing him again which had led to another waterfight, until
Usagi had started to feel sick from eating right before swimming. Or she had claimed to. Saying she had
to throw up, she left for the bathroom, and Heero heard water from the shower turn on three seconds later
and not turn off until an hour. Thirty minutes more with sounds of blowdrying and humming later, the door
opened and a fresh, clean, sparkling Usagi stepped out. All the while he had been by pool side, cold and
tired of waiting. Presently his bathrobe was now on his edge of the bed waiting to be worn. Usagi's was...
rather short he noted as he saw her reaching for the remote. Looking away he resumed brushing away. Maybe he
needed another cold shower.

"Ah! Heero, come here! It's the afternoon news!" Usagi exclaimed. He rushed to the TV almost slipping on the
wet floor and stood in horror as Lindsay Conner reported.

~~

"In celebrity news today, apparently the popular heartthrob Heero Yuy (Usagi snorted and Heero glared) and
the relatively unknown actress Usagi Tsukino ("hey!" she protested) who are to play lovers in the upcoming
movie Quintessence, are getting some action from each other even before the cameras have started rolling.
The Washington Post got a tip call one ten o'clock this morning reporting that all during the night
the citizen had heard wild screams and noises from the trailer of Usagi Tsukino. As reporters arrived in the
trailer, they found very few personal belongings except for a lacy thong on the ground, a pack of
prophylactics as well as Heero Yuy's jacket. The covers were in a state of disarray and on the table was
a love letter too steamy to report on news, but it referred back to the previous night as a 'night of
released passions.' Reporters spotted Heero Yuy and Usagi Tsukino leaving the scene hand in hand, but the cast and
crew of Quintessence all have had no comments for us, except for one.*"

"How could he DO this to me?" Relena sobbed.

"The director has stated that there will be a press conference tomorrow afternoon at two. Whether Usagi Tsukino
and Heero Yuy will attend or not is still in question. That's all. Back to you Ken."

"Wow. Those randy celebrities. In other news, in New Mexico today..."

~~

Usagi stood stunned vacillating between breaking down in tears and laughing at the situation. She settled for
complaining. "Damnit! Just when Relena-san and I were starting to become friends!"

At the same time Heero's toothbrush fell from his gaping mouth and a moment later from his frozen hand his towel
fluttered down with it.

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"Rei's pissed, but she knows it's not us. All she said was to get our butts to the trailer park by 5 A.M.
tomorrow."

"Oh, really?" Usagi squeaked still unable to look anywhere near Heero's direction. "What time is it?"

Heero examined his watch. "It's 3 o'clock. We probably shouldn't step outside this building."

"Hmm? But we have a lot of time to kill. Can't we do something?"

"Well there's an aracade downstairs..."

"Aracade?" Usagi this time did look in his direction in her excitement. "Why didn't you say so before?
Let's go!"

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"Ha!" Usagi declared triumphantly behind her ridiculously huge pair of sunglasses as she raised her arms
up signaling victory. "This is the thirteenth time I've beat you!"

"In Dance Dance Revolution?" Heero raised his eyebrow from his equally big pair of sunglasses.

"Hmm...what do you suggest we play?"

He smirked. "I was just waiting for you to ask." Taking her arm they threaded through the crowd of little
kids and teenagers to what he had been waiting for. Commando Mission. "You can take the pink gun," he said
casually as he took hold of the blue one.

(Five Minutes Later)

"HOWDOIRELOAD? HOWDOIRELOAD???" Usagi shouted frantically, "They're catching up on me!" Heero still calmly
shooting away with his left hand reached over and putting his hand on hers pointed the gun down and shot.
"Oh. Thanks, Hee-chan!"

"Hee-chan?" Heero turned to her and for the first time in the game missed.

(ten minutes later)

"I can't believe it, Heero!" Usagi stared at the screen in awe as it read

Player One Player Two KO
Hits: 143
Misses: 1
Civilians Killed: 0
Rank: 1
Accuracy Rate: 99.9%
HIGH SCORE!!! Please enter name: ____

"Heero! You're so good!" she gushed.

"Hn," His eyes took on a forlorn look, "It's not something to be proud of."

Usagi was silent. Again Relena's words replayed in her head. //What binds those five boys is their pain...their
real past is too gruesome to share with the public.// Heero had the deadly aim of a hitman. No more than a hitman,
a sharpshooter with the calm and cool composure of an assassin. If this machine was giving him bad memories, she
wouldn't stand for it. "Come on, Heero! I wanna play this one!" She tugged him towards the Mortal Combat machine.

Little kids approached the Commando Mission machine. "Hey COOL! Bobby, look at this! We can be HIGH SCORERS!!!"

(couple minutes later)

"He's beating me!" Usagi cried out, "Ken Masters is beating me!!! He's really cute, but I don't wanna lose!"
After a couple of times playing Mortal Combat and being beating every time in the first round, Usagi had pouted
and saying that Street Fighter was better anyway had moved on to the adjacent video game. She was currently on the
second to last level.

Heero resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "The game's simple. Do a couple of moves, and a special power comes
out. Just do the thing with Chun-li you did before."

Usagi sniffed, "I don't remember what I did before." Giving up she randomly pushed down keys, and was ready
give up when arms came around her.

"See? It's down, left, left, punch, right. Just keep on doing it while he's down." He pressed the keys for it
and taking her hands into his own he guided her in the steps. Usagi shivered. No man had ever been this close
to her except for that day that- "Are you cold?" Heero asked breaking into her thoughts.

"No," Usagi responded still continuing on with the moves but her mind elsewhere. Relena. Relena had said a lot
of things this morning, most of them had flown out of her head when she was running for her life, but now they
came flooding back to her. She let go of the controls as Chun-li gave the finishing move and swiveled in her seat
to face Heero. "Ne, Heero. Why...why are you so nice to me?"

"I...I'm being nice to you?" he asked sarcastically.

"Please answer. Please?" she pleaded, looking up at him.

Seeing it as unavoidable, Heero sighed and sat down in the seat next to her tipping his head up to look at the
ceiling. "When you first stepped on stage, you were shaking, but once you put down the script, I could feel the
gravity of the situation you portrayed. You were a helluva an actress, or so I thought, but then I realized
it was real. Those weren't fake emotions being conjured up, they were your own. There's something I like about
that in this...artificial world I live in everyday."

Usagi smiled, and slowly but surely he returned it. "Let's snowboard!" she said grabbing his hand and heading
toward the machine.*

Little kids soon came. "Look! Bobby! It happened again! We can be HIGH SCORERS again, but look ewww! We have to be
a girl!"

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"I'm all energized from dinner, though!"

"We're going to bed now. We need sleep for tomorrow," he said firmly blocking their bedroom door.

"It's only eight-thirty though!"

"Bed. Now."

"Fine!" she spat out before stomping towards the bed. She lost the angry dignity (if you can call it
that) of her walk as she slipped on a puddle of water. Regaining her balance before falling
flat on her face, she glanced back frantically. Heero leaned against the door, his hand on his forehead,
shaking slightly. "H-" Usagi colored. "Heero no BAKA!" she screamed and she ran to the far end of the
bed, pulled back the veil, and laid down pulling the covers over her tightly and faced the other direction
refusing to look back. She glared at the TV as she could hear him making his way to the bed, laying down
next to her, and going under the covers.

"Your hair...it's clean..." Heero said as he took hold of one of her pigtails and ran his hands through it.

Usagi blinked. Was that supposed to be a compliment?

"You must...wash it a lot." he said threading his fingers in an out through her silken locks.

She became annoyed. Was he implying that she should be dirty and not wash her hair? "Stop it," she protested
and she reached back to slap his hands away, when he grabbed her hand. "Let go!"

"I won't."

"Let go!" Usagi turned and glaring at him tugged. He let go and she smacked her own face. He started cracking
up laughing. Clutching her wounded cheek, Usagi pouted and waited for him to stop. "I'll have you know, Mr.
Heartthrob, this will be the LAST time you and I are seen together off camera."

"Hmm? What about in the morning? Are you planning to leave this hotel now?" he interrogated.

"You! You know what I mean!"

"I don't. Tell me what you mean."

Usagi puffed her cheeks out. He sure knew how to make people mad. "What I mean is that you -hey!" she shouted
as somehow Heero had snaked his arm around her and pulled her close.

"You were saying?"

"What're you doing?" She struggled against him slightly but to no avail.

"That's not what you were saying."

"How do you know?" she snapped peevish, "I'm not up for games right now!"

"What if I am?" he shot back almost playfully.

"Heero Yuy," she looked at him bewildered, "You're smiling!"

"Hn? Yea, but I'll be doing a lot more than smiling pretty soon."

"What do y-" She was cut off from completing her question, however, as Heero covered her lips with his own
and they engaged in a sweet, but adventurous first kiss.

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"And you slipped it into his drink?" Duo asked for confirmation once again.

"Yes!" Mark said again, "I did it myself, and YES, I watched it. Heero was the one who drank it. By the way
since I did it I think I have a right to know what that was."

"A happy drug, my man."

"A DRUG? YOU made me slip Heero a DRUG?"

"Chill out. It's not cocaine or anything! It's just a mild drug for depressed people sold in some stores."
Duo assured him.

"What kind of stores would you be talking about?"

".....the stores I go to."

Mark groaned. "My hotel's going to be ruined if this gets out that the owner of Love Escapades slipped a date
drug into someone's drink! Heero Yuy's especially! I knew I should've hung up this morning when I heard your voice."

"It's not a date drug, and you didn't when you had the chance," Duo reminded.

"That's 'coz I'm as stupid as you. Don't forget about the payment."

"Gotcha."

"Duo?...Am I going to see a frisky Heero and Usagi on the elevator doing...questionable acts anytime soon?"

"I told you! It's a happy drug, not that type of drug! For _depressed_ people! And naw, I doubt it. It's makes
you happy for ten minutes, but after that you're knocked out for the night."

"Duo?"

"What?"

"YOU IDIOT!!! WHEN HEERO REMEMBERS IN THE MORNING THAT HE PASSED OUT AFTER TEN MINUTES LEWDNESS, HE'S GOING TO
MAKE SOME CONNECTION!!!"

Duo gulped. ".........I told you! It doesn't induce lewdness!"

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He pulled away and Usagi looked up at him breathless. She was about to stay something when abruptly Heero's
eyes drooped and the sound of his light snores filled the room. Usagi was to say the least displeased that
he found what she had considered their passionate moment so boring. Shrugging it off as fatigue, she smiled,
gave him a past peck on the mouth, and withdrew to her side of the bed, falling asleep lazily thinking that
the taste of him still lingered.

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"Usagi, I was on drugs last night."




^_- you don't think I'll make Heero that OCC without drugs be involved do you?

















































*In case its unclear, as for the purse, it was used to make Usagi's trailer look like she had actually been in
it before.

*In case you were wondering, YES they are wandering around in the arcade wandering around in bathrobes. ^-^;;
truth is I didn't catch that til later and by then it was too late

Yay~ filming starts next chapter!