Here is the 2nd part to my fic! Wonderful, I'm sure people have been waiting with baited breath… yeah, whatever. (Yes, I am delusional).
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Do not rely on the kindness of strangers…
Duo took a deep breath and walked into the hall. At least that would have happened if he'd practised walking in those boots. Instead he tripped and stumbled into the room, narrowly avoiding falling. A strange man came and steadied him.
"You better be careful miss, those boots look dangerous," the strange man said kindly.
"Who you calling 'miss' asshole," Duo spat as he stalked off to find solace in the buffet table.
"Honestly," he muttered to himself, "biggest party of the year and I trip whilst making my grand entrance, then some guy thinks I'm a girl, of all the nerve…"
Duo continued to mutter quietly to himself as he pile his plate high with food. Heero was stood a little way off chatting to some friends of Quatre's who he had been introduced to a moment before. He heard the quiet muttering, he'd always been able to hear Duo's voice, quiet or not. He turned his head, trying to locate where Duo was. His eyes scanned the buffet table a couple of times before he realised where Duo's voice was actually coming from. He did a double take.
"Excuse me for a second please," Heero said to the group, as he turned and made his way to the buffet table. He stood behind Duo for a couple of minutes and looked him over. He had to admit, he looked good.
"Err, Duo…" Heero said quietly.
"Eep!" Duo yelped as he had Heero's voice. He spun on his heel, plate of food in hand.
"Oh hi Heero, how are you?" He said nervously as he tried to smile. Heero looked him up and down, which made him even more self-conscious.
"Duo you look…" Heero began as he searched for the right words, "interesting."
"Thanks Heero," Duo muttered darkly.
"No, it's a good thing," Heero said with an encouraging nod, and a grin, "Sailor Moon… interesting choice," he finished, and his grin widened.
Duo sulked and folded his arms over his chest.
"You've even done your hair in those meatball things, very authentic," Heero added, "and you eat as much as she does too," he finished as he pointed at Duo's plate.
"Whatever Yuy, at least mine's a little more adventurous than yours," he pouted, "an Eskimo, how thrilling."
"You haven't seen my fur underwear," Heero said with a raised eyebrow, creating one very red-cheeked Duo.
"Err, well…the clerk said I'd look good in it," Duo said as he shuffled his feet and looked at the floor.
"Never trust in the kindness of strangers," Heero said as he walked off.
"Duo!" he heard a screech emanating from some yonder female. He cringed at the thought of who it was, "Please God, no, not while I'm dressed like this, not before I've had a drink!" Duo grabbed 2 glasses of champagne and downed them before turning to face the owner of the voice that could, and had, shattered eardrums.
He forced a smile across his face, "Relena!" he yelped, even he could hear the evident strain in his voice.
"Oh my god!" she shrieked right in his face. "I was going to come as Sailor Moon, then changed my mind."
"That's nice," Duo said absently as he scanned the crowd for a champagne tray. He spotted one and grabbed a glass, which he downed before turning back to her.
"I see you came as a… bride?" Duo questioned, it looked like a wedding dress, it was just a little more pink than he imagined wedding dresses would be.
"Not just any bride silly," Relena squeaked as she nudged him in the shoulder playfully, he stumbled. He still wasn't used to the boots… or maybe it was the champagne kicking in.
"Please let it be the champagne kicking in!" he said urgently in his head. He grabbed another glass of champagne from a passing tray.
"So, whose bride are you?" he asked as he took a gulp of the champagne.
"Duh," she said rolling her eyes underneath the veil, "Heero's, I thought that would have been obvious."
Duo stared at her somewhat blankly for a second then downed the rest of the champagne.
"Will you excuse me, I have to get to the loos," he squeaked as he turned and stumbled away. He only managed to get 3 feet away before bursting into hysterical laughter. Relena looked at him strangely as he attempted to wind his way through the crowd doubled up from laughing.
"Must have thought it was funny that Heero and I weren't married yet," she said to herself whilst nodding her head, "Ooh! Look! Pink cakes!" and with that she made her way to the buffet table, a blank smile plastered across her stupid face. (AN: couldn't think of a better insult than stupid face, how pathetic)
Duo was still chuckling as he found his way to the bar.
"Double vodka and red bull please!" he smiled at the bartender.
"Are you sure you're old enough miss?" the bartender enquired.
Duo growled and whipped a gun out of God knows where. The bartender just stared at the gun pointed to his head.
"Ah, one of master Quatre's special friends," the bartender said smoothly as he poured the drink. Duo growled again and took a big swig of the drink.
"Having a good time?"
"Eep!" Duo yipped as he jumped. He turned to see Trowa stood beside him with a drink.
"Dude, you made me jump!" he barked, "Why do people always sneak up on me?" he pouted, "Ah man! I spilt my drink! Fuck-a-doodle-doo!" (1)
"Nice costume," Trowa said with a straight face, but then couldn't hide his grin. Duo just stuck his tongue out at him and had another sip of his drink. He looked at Trowa's costume.
"A clown?" he said sarcastically, "How very original of you."
Trowa merely shrugged and finished his drink.
"Come on, let's find the others," Trowa said as he grabbed hold of Duo's arm and dragged him off.
"My drink!" Duo wailed as he was pulled away from the bar.
Wufei was stood in the corner trying to blend in with the curtain.
"Fei!"
Wufei cringed at the voice; he looked up to see Duo and Trowa making their way towards him. When they got within in 6 feet, they stopped dead. Duo burst out laughing and Trowa merely raised one eyebrow.
"Shut the fuck up!" he hissed at them, "It was the only decent thing in the shop!"
"Very appropriate for you though Fei," Duo exclaimed, amid his mirth, "a lizard is sort of like a dragon…I suppose…" then he couldn't continue for laughing.
"At least I'm not dressed like an onna Maxwell!" Wufei hissed. Duo immediately stopped laughing and gave him the death glare that he had learnt off Heero.
"And you, Barton, haven't even made and effort," he added scornfully. Trowa merely looked at him with an amused glance.
"Wow, that is really skin tight isn't it Wu-man," Duo added whilst wiggling his eyebrows, "doesn't leave much to the imagination." Wufei made what Duo assumed were death threats in Chinese.
"Come on you 2," Trowa said, "We have to find the others," and he proceeded to grab Sailor Moon and the lizard and drag them off into the crowd.
"What's up with Barton," Wufei demanded as he was dragged along. Duo shrugged as they were pulled to find their next comrade. It was Quatre who they came across. He was talking to someone who looked like his twin…but taller…and a girl.
"Quatre," Trowa called. He let go of Duo and Wufei who both promptly fell to the ground. He tapped him on the shoulder. Quatre turned his head to see who it was, and smiled a big wide smile.
"Oh hi guys!" he said happily. He turned fully and they all noticed that he had a cup of tea in his hand.
"Excuse me Rebecca, these are my friends, friends, this is my sister, Rebecca," Quatre said as he took a sip of his tea, and his smile increased in size.
"Nice to meet you," Rebecca said with a smile, "I'll leave you to it then Quatre, have a good time… and ease up on the tea." She weaved her way into the crowd and was lost from site.
"Hey Q-man, it's a party, time for a little drinky-poos ne?" Duo said to Quatre as he slung an arm round his shoulder.
"This is the best drink here," Quatre said softly as he smiled at the tea. Everyone looked a little uncomfortable. Duo slowly slid his arm off his shoulder and sidled back a step.
"Err, anyway, I like your costume dude, inspired!" Duo said with a big thumbs up, "Very pink!"
"Thank you," Quatre said as he did a little twirl.
"A faery (2)?" Wufei said, disbelieving, "What is it with men dressing up as onnas!?" He continued to mutter about the injustice of it all.
"Do you like my costume Trowa?" Quatre questioned as he gave him the big puppy dog eyes. Trowa continued to stare and swallowed dryly. He nodded slowly and a small smile played upon his lips. Quatre continued to bat his eyelashes and flirt.
"Hey, Q-man, you could compete with Relena for most pink costume here!" Duo said to break the tension he could feel radiating off Wufei.
"Really?" Quatre questioned, turning his gaze to Duo, "What's she wearing?"
Duo proceeded to describe the pink abomination of the wedding dress, and why she was wearing it.
"That's an injustice," Wufei said, shaking his head and looking a little pale.
"Anyway," Trowa said quickly, "Have to find Heero now." He picked Quatre up, who squeaked, and tucked him under his arm. He then grabbed Duo and Wufei by the arm again, and dragged them off into the party to find their last pilot. They spotted him standing by, or partially in, something very pink, and a little smaller than him. They then hear the familiar screech, and they all cringed. Trowa transferred Wufei to the same hand as Duo and stopped a waiter carrying a tray of champagne. He gave one glass to each of them. They all downed it before Trowa continued on his course towards Heero.
"…and we could be married, and have babies, and then we could have more babies…" Relena was blabbering on, Heero looked distraught as he was caught in he iron grip. He saw his friends making their way towards him. He mouthed 'please help me' to them.
"I think we should rescue him," Quatre said, "I don't think he's had nearly enough to drink to deal with her." (Everyone else looks at Quatre like this à O.o)
"Hey man," Duo said from his vantage point of Trowa's hand, "How you doing?"
Heero stared at them. They were arranged very oddly. Quatre underneath Trowa's arm, grinning with a cup of tea in one hand and an empty champagne glass in the other, Duo in one hand and a lizard, which he assumed was Wufei, in the other.
"Mmm," Heero said quietly as he surveyed the situation, "Yeah I'm ok, just finding it a little hard to breathe," he emphasised whilst glaring at the pink puff attached to his arm (AN: no not Quatre, you naughty people you ;) )
"Well sorry but we're going to have to take Heero away now," Quatre said slowly to Relena, to make sure she understood.
"Oh no you don't," she hissed. She was preparing to defend what she believed she rightfully owned (AN: idiot -_-) when she realised that Trowa had grabbed him and was running off with all the Gundam pilots into the crowd.
"No, no, NO!" she screamed and started having a tantrum. Someone came over and put an arm around her. She was sobbing her thank you's when she realised she'd been escorted outside.
"Wait…" she began until she felt the wind of the door fly past her nose and it slammed in he face. She began to cry but…oh, no one cared. (AN: we hate Relena J)
Trowa finally stopped when they got to the back of the wall, where he immediately let everyone go and they ended up in a heap on the floor.
"Thanks Trowa," Heero groaned, "I think."
"|Well what now, Barton, you dragged us back here, what for? I was happy by the curtain," Wufei griped as he narrowed his eyes at the clown.
"Drinking game," he simply said.
"Alright!" Duo yelled as he started doing his happy dance in the background. Quatre smiled and agreed, he didn't mind what they did. Wufei was less than pleased but didn't fancy having to walk through the crowd to get back to his curtain. Heero merely shrugged and followed Sailor Moon, a clown, a lizard and a faery into a back room.
Hooray, the end of the 2nd part ^___^ Hope it was enjoyed. The drinking game is coming up. Oh and:
(1) is from 4 weddings and a funeral, I borrowed it, it isn't mine.
(2) Is how I spell fairy, sorry about that J
All the really good stuff is still to come. Please R+R, don't be mean.