The first place he checked was Quatre's mansion, a place where the three of them hung out quite often. One of Quatre's numerous sisters answered the door and informed him that her brother had gone out earlier, so he thanked her and left to continue his search.
"If I were Trowa or Quatre, where would I be?" he mused to himself, cruising through town in his black and blood red Jeep. He had no destination in mind as he drove aimlessly about, looking for his friends, or at least something interesting to do.
After a few fruitless minutes of roaming, Duo slowed down as a random person caught his attention. Walking down the street was an obviously Chinese young man of his own age. His hair was dark and pulled back into a ponytail, and his odd outfit was eye-catching. The navy blue and silver looked stunning on him.
"Man!" Duo exclaimed to himself, stopping at the corner and taking a few moments to take a closer look at the young man. "This town is being overrun by Asian babes… I must be in Heaven!" The Chinese boy stopped outside of a little shop with Asian caricatures on the sign, and was soon joined by a girl of similar and equally striking features.
"Yeah… Definitely so… I wonder if they're going out? Or maybe they're related; they look a lot alike, after all…" He shrugged and drove off to continue his search.
A half-hour or so before lunch, Duo entered the local mall to grab a bite to eat. He was greeted by two familiar voices as he walked into a small pizza parlor near the mall's main entrance.
"Duo!" said one, the voice unmistakably that of Quatre.
"What took so long?" Trowa added, raising the eyebrow that wasn't hidden beneath his long bangs. He actually looked almost surprised, something Duo didn't see happen often.
"Actually, I looked everywhere for you, and this was the last place on my list." Duo replied, walking over to his friends' table, pulling up a chair, and sitting down. "So, what's up?"
"Would you like something to eat?" Quatre offered, putting the question aside for a moment.
Duo grinned. "You actually have to ask? Come on! I thought you knew me well enough by now to not have to ask anymore!"
Quatre grinned and shook his head. "I'm sorry, Duo. I guess I forgot who I was talking to for a moment," he apologized.
"Well, I'll forgive ya this time, but only 'cause you're rich and I need your money."
"Of course. Well, let's get your order placed, then we can get down to business."
"Sure thing." Duo walked to the counter and gave the cashier his order, paid for it with the money Quatre had handed him, and returned to the table to wait.
"So… How are things going with Heero?" Quatre asked him.