"Prank #1: Mission Red Paint"


KH: Anou...Heero?
Heero: ::absorbed in typing at the computer:: Nani?
KH: Do you think that we can let Duo off the hook for a while?
Heero: Iie.
KH: ::hits Heero in the back of the head:: You have one stubborn ass, you know that Yuy?
Heero: ::looks at her strangely:: You called me Yuy.
KH: So? I'm angry at you. You won't let this thing slide. You hold one hell of a grudge.
Heero: Nani?
KH: Never mind. I'm going to go see Wu-man. Sayonara.
KH: ::walks out of the room::
Heero: ::blinks dumbly:: N-nani?

KH: Wufei?
Wufei: Nani?
KH: I'm mad at Heero. Can you do the disclaimer?
Wufei: Why are you mad at Heero?
KH: He holds a grudge for to long. Please do the disclaimer?
Wufei: The onnas do not own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon. The onnas do not own me. For no onna can own me! ::rants about justice::
KH: ::sweatdrop:: Anou...maybe asking you was a mistake...demo, I think he got the point across...
Wufei:... for if an onna owned me, it would be unjustified!...
KH: ::sweatdrop again:: Gomen. Read and Review minna!
Wufei:...I am not some piece of property! Onnas can and will never own me!...
KH: Anou...Wu-man...calm down...




Hotaru lied on a sofa, reading a book in the living room (one of the many). She had headphones on, obviously listening to music. But, the type of music couldn't be made out. Makoto saw this coming down from the stairs and smirked. Quietly walking over to Hotaru, she began to tickle her. Hotaru began laughing hysterically and took off her headphones. "Okay! Okay! Mako-chan, yamete!!!" She cried as she continued laughing. Makoto finally let up and she sat next to Hotaru, who now had her thighs up against her chest.
"Taru-chan..." Makoto started.

"Nani?"

"I know you know about me and Duo and..." She started again.

"Don't say another word, Mako-chan. Your secret's safe with me." Makoto gave a large grin
before enveloping her in a friendly hug. Hotaru giggled.

"Well, what were you listening to?"

"An American band called Linkin Park." Makoto took the headphones and listened.

"Hm, not a bad selection."
Hotaru nodded. "So, have you figured out what to do about Relena-baka?" Hotaru asked curiously.

"Hai. Come on, let's gather Haruka, Michiru, and Ami." The two quickly hurried to the pool to find Ami and Michiru racing. Haruka was the referee. It ended in a tie, like always. "Michiru, Haruka, Ami-chan." Makoto called. The three girls looked up at them.
"Konnichiwa, Mako-chan." Ami greeted.

"We figured out what to do about Relena-baka, for our first prank." Makoto replied. They nodded and gathered around her as Makoto told them the plan.



With a small smile on her lips, Relena walked down the hallways on the second floor. There, she saw Heero also walking in the hallways. "Oh! Heero!" She hurried up to him. He gulped, but retaining his unemotional composure. She latched onto his arm and batted her eyelashes flirtatiously at him. "Want to come to dinner with me tomorrow night, Heero?" She asked
sweetly.

Hotaru stopped dead in the hallway and glared at the sight. "Anou, Heero? Could I speak with you for a moment?" She asked in an innocent manner. Heero nodded.

"Hai. Excuse me, Relena." Relena pouted as Heero walked over to the small firefly. "Arigato."
"Don't mention it." They began walking over to the corner, when Hotaru pulled at Heero's arm and motioned for him to watch. Quirking an eyebrow, he complied.

Relena, who was still pouting, opened the door to her bedroom when all of a sudden, something wet and thick spilled all over her. Screaming in fright, she hurried over to her bathroom mirror to see what had happened. Hotaru was laughing quietly but hysterically. She crept over to Relena's room to further witness their prank. As Relena turned on the light switch and stared into the bathroom mirror, she once again let out a blood-curdling scream as she saw red paint completely
covering almost every inch of her upper body. Only two people came to mind. "MAKOTO!!! HOTARU!!!"

Makoto only stopped in the hallway next to Hotaru and Heero and burst into laughter, joining her was Hotaru. Tears were streaming down their faces when Relena stood in front of them.
"You...haha...are...so...haha..." Makoto couldn't finish because her sides began hurting from so much laughter.

Relena's eyes now matched the paint. "How could you do this to me?" Her voice was calm and
threatening. Hotaru attempted to answer but as she opened her mouth, only more laughter came out. Relena slammed the door and the water from her shower could be heard. Finally, Hotaru and Makoto regained composure and looked to Heero, who was leaning against the wall.

"Prank number one belongs to you." He said in a monotonous tone as he walked away.




A few hours passed and when Relena emerged from her room, from what seemed like the ten-thousandth shower, her skin was still red from the paint. "It's a good thing we used permanent house paint, ne?" Haruka asked.

"Hai!" Makoto chimed in. When Relena passed them, they burst into a fit of giggles. She stopped
only to glare at them and then walk on. "Oh, I think we really made the princess mad." Makoto said in a fake, sympathetic voice.

Hotaru could only nod. "I'll see you guys later." She said. They blinked at her. "Where are you going?" Makoto asked slyly. Hotaru blushed a shade pinker, and also blinked. "Well, I was just going to go make something to eat. I'm hungry." She replied, walking towards the kitchen. Makoto sweatdropped. Haruka and Michiru looked at Makoto with questioning looks.
"Mako-chan, what was that about?" Makoto put on a large smile. "You know Hotaru has a thing for Heero, ne? You can see it just by the way they look at each other. Heero, I think, feels the same way."

Ami nodded. "I've seen it."

Michiru clenched her fist. "Hotaru is too young to be dating or having an interest in men! Looks like I'll need to have the sex-talk with her."

Haruka hung her head and massaged her temples. "Michi...you're over-reacting. The chances of Hotaru even kissing a guy is slim, for she is really not into that sort of thing." Michiru was
still in her position, like she wasn't even paying attention to Haruka's words. Haruka sighed.




Hotaru hummed cheerfully as she got out the ingredients to bake some strawberry muffins. "What are you so happy about, Hotaru?" Came a familiar voice.
Hotaru turned. "Oh, hi Duo. Nothing in particular, I'm just in a good mood today I guess."

He nodded. "So, Mako-chan said you knew."

Hotaru smiled. "I sure do. It's about time you two realized your feelings."

"Yeah well, two down four to go."

She looked at him curiously. "Nani?"

"You and Heero and Trowa and Ami." Hotaru raised an eyebrow.

"Me and Heero? Where the hell did you get that assumption?" She asked, mixing the batter.

Duo shrugged. "You two just seem...a little more friendly." He replied.

"A little more friendly? What do you mean by that?"

Duo put his hands in his pockets. "Why do you always repeat the last thing I say?"

"Because I'm trying to understand your so called 'logic'." She replied quickly. "So, what did you mean by that?"

Duo opened his mouth to speak, but the door opened and Heero walked in. Taking a quick glance at the two, he walked over to the cabinet and got out some tea, green tea. He continued making the tea as Duo shamelessly excused himself from the kitchen. Hotaru sighed and continued to make the strawberry muffins.

"What were you and Duo talking about?" Heero asked her, out of the blue.

She blinked at him. "Oh, nothing important. Why?" She asked.

Heero wasn't acting like he usually did. He was more...laid back than usual. "Hn." Once again, his posture turned straight and his face monotone as he walked out, a cup of hot green tea in his hand.

Hotaru knitted her eyebrows together in thought. Soon, she turned her attention back to the
strawberry muffin batter. 'Heero Yuy...you are definitely a strange one...'





Wufei: ...and imagine if onnas owned the world! The world would be chaos!
KH: Wufei...shut up, please.
Wufei: Kawaii just told me what to do. What an onna-like habit.
KH: ::sighs:: Well...I hope you liked that chapter.
Wufei: Onnas like it, that's for sure. Only onnas would. There's too much romance. Onna, I forbid you to display more romantic interludes!
KH: Wufei...
Heero: ::walks in and punches Wufei, knocking him unconscious::
KH: Arigato, oh mighty Heero-kun!
Heero: Hn.
KH: H-hai...so...review minna!