The 7th part is here.
Trowa: …
Me: shut up.
Sorry it took a while, but I've been really busy visiting universities and stuff, you know generally sorting out my future.
Wufei: Future?
Heero: Really?
Me: shut up, or I'll have you doing something hideously embarrassing in this, like I'm doing to Trowa…
Trowa:!
Anyway, let's move on. This time the disclaimer is brought to you by Quatre, Zero-style.
Quatre: I will kill you all!!! *Laughs insanely as he runs around in a wide circle*
Me: that's if you sue me, 'cos I don't really own the Gundam Wing boys or anyone else. Now a song from Duo:
Duo: O.o AGAIN!?
Anyway, on with the story.
Beware the tables…
The 6 wandered into the great hall.
'At least I can make a better grand entrance,' Duo thought to himself. At that precise moment, he tripped.
A strange man came and steadied him. When Duo looked up, it was the same man as the first time he tripped. The man recognised him too.
"Arse," Duo mumbled as the strange man clung to him.
"Those boots are still dangerous I see, miss," the man said as he smiled. Duo was just about to come back with some crushing remark when Heero glided over to his side. "Who you calling 'miss' asshole?" Heero snarled, before proceeding to maim the man with his gloved hand. Heero grabbed Duo's elbow and steered him away.
"What are you grinning about?" Heero demanded as the group stopped to rest by a table.
"Do you know," Duo began as he grabbed a drink, "that what you just said to that random bloke, was exactly, to the very word, what I said to him when I came in the 1st time and tripped?"
Heero looked a little shocked, he than ran a hand down Duo's cheek.
"Duo…" he exclaimed softly. Duo sighed, he fully expected some comment about how perfect for each other they were. Instead Heero's face broke into a wide smile of barely held in laughter.
"You tripped when you 1st came in? Why did no one tell me? I would have come running with my camera to capture your face."
Duo went flaming red with anger as he punched Heero in the arm.
"The total embarrassment and humiliation," Heero crowed, as he attempted to protect himself from the wrath of the God of Death, "You're grand entrance thwarted!"
"At least I'm not wearing fur panties Yuy!" he yelled, loud enough for the surrounding people to hear. Heero stopped gloating and went stoic once again. He opened his mouth to deliver some devastating line, but Duo held his hand up to his face.
"I don't need to hear that old one-liner babe," he drawled.
Heero growled and opened his mouth again, at which point Duo grabbed a conveniently placed bagel and shoved it in his mouth.
"Put a bagel in it!" (1) he laughed as Heero stared at him in shock.
Heero calmly removed the bagel and placed it on a conveniently passing waiter. He looked the boy up and down before shaking his head and smiling.
"What a bothersome boyfriend I have," he said as he laughed and grabbed himself a drink. Trowa and Quatre were engaged in staring into one another's eyes.
"Hey guys, let's get shit-faced again!" Wufei yelled as he grabbed some passing bottles.
"Dude, you're still rat-arsed!" Trowa sighed as he caught a bottle that was thrown his way.
"I know," Wufei said exaggeratedly, "but I said shit-faced, didn't I?"
Trowa thought about his for a second… before shrugging and opening the bottle of booze.
15 minutes later, Wufei was practically comatose, Treize was happily drunk, and molesting him in a corner, and the rest, were well… shit-faced, as their plan had been. Just then, 'Digital Love' by Daft Punk came onto the sound system. Trowa froze.
"I love this song!" he squealed as he leapt up onto the table.
"What the Fuck!" Duo yelled as Trowa began to do some sort of organised dance to the music. Quatre was very happy and started yelling and catcalling his newfound love. A few others were doing this too. Trowa lapped up the attention and decided to remove his shirt. He threw it to Quatre who caught it and whooped some more. Heero regarded this calmly.
"Alright," he said loudly.
Duo looked at him bewildered, "Nani?"
"I think I got the moves down," he said as jumped onto the table. Duo's jaw dropped to the floor as Heero joined in with the synchronized moves of Trowa. Louder whistling could be heard as the 2 boys moved in time with the music and with each other. Heero decided that removing his big coat was an idea. He did so and dropped it on some unsuspecting female… who fell over. He flowed back into the dance.
"Can you believe this?" he asked Quatre. Quatre merely grinned at him and continued to yell to Trowa.
Suddenly a third body was on the table, joining in with the dance, as if he'd learnt it years before. Duo nearly fell over. Wufei had joined the dance.
Treize choked on his own tongue as he watched, disbelieving, at his boyfriend on the table.
"Liven up," Wufei slurred at Treize, as he continued to move in time with the other 2 on the table. Their other half's stared on as they finished up their dance and did some elaborate bowing to the cheering and clapping. Quatre was grinning like a moron.
"NANI!?" Duo asked, he couldn't understand how the blonde could not be stunned… especially as Trowa had been dancing. Trowa! Quiet, non-assuming, non-gobby Trowa! That went for Heero, and Duo had always thought that Wufei was far too uptight and justice-y to dance.
Quatre merely shook his head and pointed at something he was holding. Duo looked down, he too broke into a wide grin and started to chuckle evilly. Treize looked over Duo's shoulder interestedly. He then looked at the young Arabian and nodded his appreciation. Quatre was holding a small hand-held digital camera. He had recorded every last bit of their table dancing.
"Just a little reminder for them in the morning," Quatre chuckled as he trained the camera on the three pilots, "I doubt that they'll remember."
Treize snickered and turned around just in time to see Wufei fall head first off the table, in the middle of a bow. Treize started towards him, but paused. He turned to Quatre.
"Did you get that?" he asked. Quatre smiled and nodded. Treize nodded back and went to pick up the pieces of his "special friend" (do the finger thing ^__^) from the floor.
Heero jumped off the table and picked his jacket up, off the fallen female. Trowa back-flipped neatly off the table, earning him a few more cheers.
"Who would have known you were such an attention seeker," Quatre cooed as Trowa slid his arm around his waist.
"I didn't know you had it in you," Duo said as he assessed Heero, "I'm so proud," he yelled as he pulled Heero into a bear hug.
"Will I get a reward?" Heero asked, a suggestive twinkle and a smirk on his face. Duo blushed deeply, but then stopped and returned Heero's seductive look.
"Oh, you'll get a "reward"," he smiled (he did the finger thing too). It was Heero's turn to blush. Duo then got a look of deep enlightenment on his face. In other words, he had an idea.
"Excuse me a minute, my naughty poppet," he said as tapped Heero lightly on the nose. He turned and bounced over to Trowa and Quatre.
"Poppet?" Heero questioned after him.
"Quatre, may I borrow you for a moment?" Duo asked as he grabbed Quatre's arm and dragged him away, without waiting for an answer. He started to drag him over to where Treize was sat with Wufei.
Heero sauntered over to Trowa.
"I'm worried," Heero said to Trowa, as he drew up alongside him.
"Why?" Trowa asked, as he watched the movements of Quatre.
"Duo just called me poppet," he answered.
Trowa turned to look at him, "This is serious, now I'm worried."
"Treize!" Duo yelled as they reached him.
Treize looked up, he was attempting to prop Wufei against the table.
"I've had an idea," Duo said, smiling widely.
"He's whispering something to them," Trowa commented as they watched the progress of Duo and Quatre. They watched as Treize and Quatre listened intently. Quatre then squealed and clapped his hands together. Heero and Trowa both jumped. Then they watched as Treize nodded his head and picked Wufei up. They made their way over to the 2 stoic pilots.
"Hold this," Treize said, as he dropped Wufei into Heero's arms.
"Injustice!" Wufei slurred.
"Sorry Wufie," Duo called as the 3 made their way out of the hall, "we'll only borrow him for a little while."
"We'll be back soon," Quatre called over his shoulder as they exited the hall.
Heero turned to Trowa, "Now I'm really worried."
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30 minutes had passed and Heero was, once again, winning Rock-Paper-Scissors, 24 to 12 (Trowa). Once again, Wufei had nothing.
"What the hell is wrong with me, why can't I win thish game!" he screamed.
"Injustice?" Trowa added helpfully.
Wufei glared at him unsteadily.
"Fuck off!" he hissed. Heero chuckled.
A pair of hands covered Heero's eyes.
"Guess who," he heard Duo say.
"Erm… Santa?" he asked sarcastically.
"Well I do have a present for you," Duo whispered sexually into his ear. Heero contemplated jumping him then and there, but decided against it. He wanted to see what this present was. Duo released him and he turned around to survey the group.
"Well?" he asked impatiently.
"All in due time, Quatre's dealing with it now," Treize said as he picked Wufei up.
"We're good to go," Quatre reported as he trotted back.
"Let's do it then," Duo said as he linked with the 2 guys and walked them forward. Trowa and Heero followed, giving each other worried looks. Treize dropped Wufei into a chair. Duo pulled up 2 more, and Quatre indicated to tem.
"Sit down, please," he said as he bowed low. Heero and Trowa sat down warily as they looked at the 3 guys.
The room went dark. There were a couple of startled gasps, some girl screamed.
"Oh shut up, you've been in the dark before!" Heero heard Duo yell from somewhere. From the way it sounded, it was coming from above him.
"Did that sound above, to you?" Trowa questioned him.
Heero nodded.
"I can't see you nodding Heero, but I'll just assume you did," Trowa said sarcastically. Heero gave him his death glare.
"Stop giving me your death glare Heero," Trowa said calmly.
Heero sighed, "Am I that predictable?"
"I'm nodding," Trowa answered.
A bright light went on above them, blinding them momentarily.
"Argh! Bright light, bright light!" Wufei screamed. Heero shielded his eyes and looked up. There, stood above where they were sat, were Treize, Duo and Quatre, all stood in elaborate poses.
"What?" Trowa asked, bewildered.
"Geh?" Wufei sounded.
"Oh dear," Heero said lowly.
"Wha?" Wufei swung his head towards Heero.
"I believe…" he started.
"A taste of your own medicine," Duo finished for him. Heero turned back to the table to see Duo kneeling down on the table and leaning into Heero's face. Heero jumped. Duo kissed him deeply. Heero jumped again. Duo laughed and pulled back. He got back into his pose and whipped a microphone out of god knows where (AN: possibly the same place he kept his gun earlier ^_^)
"Maestro!" Quatre yelled, and the music began.
And that's where I'm leaving it.
Duo: O.O
Heero: So embarrassed, you said only Trowa. Wufei nodding head vigorously in background. Trowa, mortified in background.
Me: I lied evil smile
Until next time people, please R+R, or I'll give you Quatre's tea when you're not suspecting.
Quatre: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(1) – this is not mine, I borrowed it from a bagel advert.