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CHAPTER 1
"Just like Duo to get us a house like this now, isn't it?" Quatre said bringing in the last of his and his lover's belonging's into the chosen room.
"Yes, but you have to admit. This is the best and cheapest one that all of us could afford." Zechs said pulling the dusty covers off the bed and fitting new ones.
"Three levels. One HUGE living room, one dining room, one kitchen, five toilets, four bedrooms, one study, and an enormous garden space all for that price… Really makes me feel like I stole the deeds instead. Not to forget this place is furnished too."
"A bit medieval if I might say." Zechs said snaking his arms around Quatre's waist, who was dusting the ceiling to floor cupboard provided. "You smell goo-" Zechs burst into a fit of coughing. Quatre had swept a cloud of dust into Zechs' face.
"Goodness! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" Zechs looked up, nose red. Quatre's heart filled up with adrenaline and glomped Zechs.
"KAWAII!!!" Quatre screamed.
Heero and Trowa looked at each other hearing Quatre's scream.
"Barely got here for 15 minutes and they are screwing already." Trowa exclaimed softly, looking away. "Where do you want me to put the socks? With the underwear or in a new drawer," Trowa continued. Heero is an absolute organized freak. Getting no answer, Trowa turned and looked up at Heero. Wrong move, Trowa. Heero had a feral look in his eyes. "Heero?" Trowa squeaked. Heero took a step forward with a low rumble in his throat. "Oh no you don't! Not now! We got to finish unpacking!"
"Let's christen this place first…" Heero mumbled when he reached Trowa and grabbed his hand to yank him nearer.
"No, no, no… HeerOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooo……………!" Trowa yelled and fell into a box of socks, underwear and a few clothes with Heero on top. Let me correct that, Heero is an absolute organized freak when it has nothing to do with having mind blowing sex with Trowa.
Duo couldn't help smiling while unpacking. Looks like his friends had gotten to like his choice of a home. Cheap and good. He had chosen a room on the other side of the second level, opposite Heero and Trowa's, which was below Quatre and Zechs'. At least the screams of passion won't be too loud now. Unlike their home before, everything was small, even the walls…
Duo took a good look at his new room, he really didn't have much to unpack, he brought little with him. It was sufficient and BIG, a toilet, a queen sized bed, a large cupboard, a table… but that was not really important. What was important was that when he stepped into the room, he felt drawn, like bees to flowers, like moths to lights. Like there was some mystery in this room. Also there was this warmth, it wasn't uncomfortable or comfortable, it is like the warmth of a… I don't really know… a warmth that belonged to a previous owner?
Duo laid on his sleeping bag that he placed on the bed and thought about things. House warming party, friends, pranks, ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. Okay, he fell asleep.
CHAPTER 1
"Just like Duo to get us a house like this now, isn't it?" Quatre said bringing in the last of his and his lover's belonging's into the chosen room.
"Yes, but you have to admit. This is the best and cheapest one that all of us could afford." Zechs said pulling the dusty covers off the bed and fitting new ones.
"Three levels. One HUGE living room, one dining room, one kitchen, five toilets, four bedrooms, one study, and an enormous garden space all for that price… Really makes me feel like I stole the deeds instead. Not to forget this place is furnished too."
"A bit medieval if I might say." Zechs said snaking his arms around Quatre's waist, who was dusting the ceiling to floor cupboard provided. "You smell goo-" Zechs burst into a fit of coughing. Quatre had swept a cloud of dust into Zechs' face.
"Goodness! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" Zechs looked up, nose red. Quatre's heart filled up with adrenaline and glomped Zechs.
"KAWAII!!!" Quatre screamed.
Heero and Trowa looked at each other hearing Quatre's scream.
"Barely got here for 15 minutes and they are screwing already." Trowa exclaimed softly, looking away. "Where do you want me to put the socks? With the underwear or in a new drawer," Trowa continued. Heero is an absolute organized freak. Getting no answer, Trowa turned and looked up at Heero. Wrong move, Trowa. Heero had a feral look in his eyes. "Heero?" Trowa squeaked. Heero took a step forward with a low rumble in his throat. "Oh no you don't! Not now! We got to finish unpacking!"
"Let's christen this place first…" Heero mumbled when he reached Trowa and grabbed his hand to yank him nearer.
"No, no, no… HeerOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooo……………!" Trowa yelled and fell into a box of socks, underwear and a few clothes with Heero on top. Let me correct that, Heero is an absolute organized freak when it has nothing to do with having mind blowing sex with Trowa.
Duo couldn't help smiling while unpacking. Looks like his friends had gotten to like his choice of a home. Cheap and good. He had chosen a room on the other side of the second level, opposite Heero and Trowa's, which was below Quatre and Zechs'. At least the screams of passion won't be too loud now. Unlike their home before, everything was small, even the walls…
Duo took a good look at his new room, he really didn't have much to unpack, he brought little with him. It was sufficient and BIG, a toilet, a queen sized bed, a large cupboard, a table… but that was not really important. What was important was that when he stepped into the room, he felt drawn, like bees to flowers, like moths to lights. Like there was some mystery in this room. Also there was this warmth, it wasn't uncomfortable or comfortable, it is like the warmth of a… I don't really know… a warmth that belonged to a previous owner?
Duo laid on his sleeping bag that he placed on the bed and thought about things. House warming party, friends, pranks, ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. Okay, he fell asleep.