A Vampire's True Prowess:

Duo's Return

By: Lily no Anrui (aka. IQ)

Notes:

Mana: I thought you said this fic was finished…?

Lily: It was.

Mana: Then why are you writing more? &-.-&

Lily: Well…basically all these 'chapters' are just individual stories.

Mana: Really?

Lily: Yes…Didn't I just say that? ~_~;;

Mana: I suppose you did. So why are you writing more?

Lily: Because I'm bored and I just got a great new idea for torturing the characters.

Hotaru: Not again…I hated the last two fics. You made me look like a half-wit!

Lily: Hey, what are you doing here?

Mana: Get back in the fic! –cracks whip-

Disclaimer:

Kami Bunny: -hops in- Lily doesn't own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon! So please don't sue…all you'll get is some anime, manga, half-finished fics, poetry, and Jrock cds. Quite worthless, actually…

It was a quiet night in Tokyo, Japan. The stars shone brilliantly, cutting through even the haze of fog and pollution that hung above the city. The streets were nearly empty, only the occasional cosplayer or partygoer passing through. The sound of the wind filtered through the open window of the apartment, serving to let out some of the heat on that stifling summer eve.

Hotaru sighed and rolled over in her sleep. She lay on top of the bedsheets, attempting to be as cool as possible. Her black hair was tied back into a tight ponytail, and she had worn only a melon tank top and loose black shorts to bed. Wufei sat next to his sleeping slayer, studying her carefully. Usually she was still awake at this time, but the heat seemed to zap her energy like nothing else was capable of. He did admit it was sweltering out, and even he, a creature of the night, had to make allowances for it.

Wufei reclined against the headboard and stretched out his legs. Instead of his customary clothing modeled after the style from his homeland, he wore a white tank top and olive green shorts, which had once been pants. He thought he looked rather disheveled in it, but Hotaru insisted it looked quite modern and rather sexy. Her exact words were something along the lines of, "Dammit, 'Fei, you look so hot I'd rip your goddamned clothes off right now if it weren't for this heat wave."

He'd already been out hunting as soon as the sun had set. Running over to the Shibuya shopping district, Wufei had found a nice yummy little Gothic Lolita cosplayer and quickly sunk his fangs into that delicious little morsel. Now he was content to lull in the heat of his lover's apartment.

Hotaru turned over again, facing him. A large chunk of hair fell over her face, and Wufei found himself hard pressed not to reach out and sweep it back. Finally giving into temptation, he did so, marveling at the silky texture as always. "Hm?" Hotaru murmured and stirred, her eyelids fluttering open. For a moment she simply stared at Wufei, before breaking into a grin. "Hey," she murmured quietly.

"Hey," Wufei said in return. Smiling just a bit, he leaned down and gave her a quick kiss. Looping an arm around him, Hotaru pulled him in for another. "Missed you," she murmured between kisses. "I missed you too," Wufei replied, and kissed her again harder. Things were just beginning to get hot and heavy when there was a small sound heard.

"BANG!"

Smiling to each other, Hotaru said, "They're at it again." By 'they' Hotaru was referring to their neighbors, who were just about as horny as she and Wufei were. The two couples often had contests as to who could make the most noise. Assuming it was the neighbors, they paid no attention, and continued making out.

"Ahem! Hello!?" A voice squaked, sounding rather irritated.

Startled, Wufei sprang up from the bed, getting into a defensive position. Hotaru took her time rising, reaching under her pillow and grabbing her trusty stake, Mr. Pointy. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" She asked coldly, glaring into the darkness of the room. A figure slowly emerged from the shadows.

"Who am I?" It cried incredulously, "You kill me, and you don't even know who I am? What kind of crap is that?"

Hotaru looked puzzled, raising an eyebrow, "Uh…should I?"

"Damn straight!" The shadow said, slowly sliding forth. Meanwhile, Wufei was holding his carefully practiced martial arts stance, and trying to puzzle out where he recognized that voice. He could remember, 'What kind of crap is that, Wu-man?' It clicked and he said slowly, "Duo…? Duo is that you?"

There was silence, and then a loud explosive sigh, "Dammit, 'Fei! You ruined the whole surprise!" Duo stepped from the shadows, looking much as he had the day Hotaru killed him. "Um…didn't I kill you?" Hotaru asked uncertainly.

"Sure you did!" Duo chirped, "Just imagine I pulled some Dracula-like trick." He shrugged, and then adopted a menacing look. "And now…I am here to get revenge for my death! BLAAAAAHHH!" He said, stalking towards Hotaru with comical, halting steps and raising his arms like a zombie.

Hotaru stared on like he was an idiot. "Get real," she said, "I killed you once, I can kill you again." She rolled her eyes, unbelieving of the audacity of the undead. To attack someone on the street and get killed, then to come back and demand revenge in that person's home! What a moron!

"Gr, you think so?" Duo said darkly. Abruptly, he launched himself at her. The two tumbled down onto the ground, rolling around, each person frantically trying to gain the upper hand. For Hotaru it was strangely reminiscent of nights spent alone with Wufei…but the context was a bit different.

Meanwhile, Wufei shifted from foot to foot, wondering which side to take. On one hand, he had one of his only friends still alive…sort of. On the other he had his fuck buddy…Decisions, decisions. "Can't we just all be friends?" Wufei cried, throwing up his hands.

Duo rolled on top of Hotaru, grabbing her hair and slamming her head into the floor. The slayer saw fireworks behind her eyes, and not the good kind. "Ugh…yes, can't we?" She asked, still laden with sleep and unable to be dealing with vengeful vampires at such an hour. Duo cocked his head to the side and looked at her, "Well…" he began, "I don't see why not…"

He got up off of Hotaru, and offered her a hand. She accepted albeit warily, and stood up slowly, testing to see if the immensely strong vampire had done any real damage. Satisfied, she nodded. Wufei moved to Hotaru's side, also checking for damage using a more thorough technique. "Does this hurt?" he asked, and jabbed a finger into a prominent bruise on her arm. Hotaru winced, "Gee, I don't know, 'Fei. Why don't you do it again?"

Duo grinned at the pair. "Now when you guys said friends…you didn't say that just to get me to leave you alone, did you?"

"No, of course not," Wufei said immediately. "To coin a phrase, I may run and hide, but I never lie."

"Great!" Duo cried, getting an evil glint in his eyes. Laughing, he shoved them both onto the bed, and said, "'Cause being my friend includes a lot more than you'd think." He winked and proceeded to do some very…strange…things to them.

On the humid summer night, when the pavement steamed under the starlit sky, a pact was formed between two different worlds, and three different people. A pact of allegiance, friendship, and fucking.

Mana: Baaaaaad fic.

Kami: Yes, that was quite horrible. Not up to your usual standards.

Wufei: You left me at the mercy of Duo!

Duo: Hehehe—come on, WuWu! It wasn't all bad! Remember I was heard you when you—murrrf!

Wufei: -holds hands over Duo's mouth- Don't ever say it, Maxwell. I warn you.

Hotaru: -nods- That's right, D-kun. Wufei is mine. We can share, but I take to priority.

Duo: -nodnod-

Lily: My god…I'm stuck with crazy fictional characters. Help!

Mana: Hey, Kami and I aren't fictional!

Kami: Yeah, we're muses!

Lily: …Change that to crazy fictional characters and muses then…anyway minna, please review. Arigatou!

Kami: Sayonara, minna!

Mana: Until the next fic!