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Life aint no bowl of cherries.

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Four hours had passed since the pair had entered their bedroom…

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"Duo! You're too rough!"

"You told me to go harder…urrr…I'm only doing what you asked."

"But…not…this much! Ah!"

Ayame, wrapped in a sheet and seated on the floor of Duo Maxwell's bedroom, stared at the TV screen that flashed "game over" repeatedly.

"You kicked my ass again…"

Duo was up on his feet, only clad in boxers, doing a victory dance.

"I wooooooooooon! Agaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiin! That's five games, you've looooooooost!"

Shinigami ducked under the flying pillow that was thrown at him.

"Dork! Si'down! I'll kick your ass this time." She took the controller into her hands, eyes locked intensely on the little flash fighting characters dressed in clothes you KNOW they couldn't fight in without falling out of.

Aya grinned, still focused. "Hehe…I love video games."

Duo's dark eyes flicked over to digital clock that flashed read three. "Fun after sex activity, huh?"

::I will reminisce about the sight of having Ayame under me, screaming about how hard my d-::

"OH OH! I can think of a few other things to dooooooo!"

"Liiiiiiiiiike?" Duo rummaged through a drawer he remembered storing some junk food in.

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The bathroom mirrors were fogged up badly. Fuzzy foam overflowed from the bathtub. A mountain of soggy brown hair and bubbles came up slightly above the froth. Kneeling behind the porcelain tub, Aya-chan christened the peak of brown matted hair with a yellow rubber ducky, giving it a short squeak through her giggle fit.

"I'm still trying to figure out why I let you do this to me, Aya."

"CAUSE YOU LOOOOOOOOOVE ME SO MUCH!"

"……No that wasn't it."

"Hey!"

"I jest."

Ayame sculpted Duo's hair into a point and watched it sag down weakly.

"I bet your parents loved their cute little Duo-."

"I… didn't know my parents," Shinigami sloshed the water around with uneasy movements, "I was an orphan, heh, guess they didn't really want me…"

Ayame gawked at him. Who WOULDN'T want her cute little Duo-puppy as a son! "Take that back before I make you EAT THIS SOAP!!!"

"Why?"

Ayame stared at Duo, who looked back in dead seriousness, sure of the accuracy of his last statement. The soft brown eyes of his bathroom buddy frowned.

"You really think they didn't want you?…" Aya's face softened.

"It's not that I THINK that. I mean I know they died during a war and all but sometimes I gotta wonder how much I really did mean to them."

"Probably a lot, you idiot!"

"Alotta people have died cause of me…"

"Like who?"

"Family …friend…some people who were LIKE family…"

"Sister Helen and Father Maxwell?"

Duo nodded, "Yeah…wha…how did you –?"

"Find out about them? Heh…you're not good at hiding things Duo-puppy. I found a little black bible on the end table next to the bed…A birthday present from them?"

"Heh…yeah. They always wanted me to be apart of the clergy an' all. Father Maxwell said I woulda been a good minister…"

She grinned at him, "Well… the evil, self-serving Ayame is really glad you're not a priest…" 

 There was momentary silence between the two. The bathroom walls echoed the sloshing of water.

"I look at it like this, if they all didn't die, I wouldn't be the Shinigami you know today." Duo beamed up at her from his bubbly cocoon.

"Yeah well that's the only thing good that's come from losing them," Arms stretched out, she held a corner of a blue towel in each hand waiting for him to exit his bath, "whether you know it or not, you're stronger than the rest of those guys…"

"Wait, you're being random again Ayame, STICK WITH A TOPIC!" He popped out of his warm-watered bed.

"Them! I mean the pilots!"

"And how did this thought come about?"

"Well…they've all lost their parents too…I know that…some of them you can just tell, like Heero and Trowa…"

"We are all orphans technically…'cept Quatre. He has like forty billion freakin' sisters…"

"But out of all of them you're the only one who's like this…" Ayame wrapped the towel around his waist slowly, putting him into a hug and resting her head on his chest.

"Like what…" Duo sounded a bit cynical.

"Like…this!"

"I dunno what makes that little head of yours think these things but how the hell…why the hell did you say that…I mean the whole 'You're so much stronger…' shit?"

"Just the way you are. In here…" She poked his chest with her nose right at where his heart resided.

Duo sighed. He could only be happy hearing that from her. "You're so sentimental, Aya."

"Coming from the man who's named himself after someone he considered a father…"(1) her lips twisted into a smirk.

"You're such a bitch."

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1) duo named himself after father Maxwell hehehe.