Disclaimer: Um.I don't own anything having to do with the G-boys or GW,
but I do own all their souls. They belong to me, and you can't have
them.but you can borrow them.
Pairings: 1x2, 3+4, unrequited R+2 (for goods reasons) =^_^= Nyow
This story is basically inspired by my friend Mina, and is an insanely bass- ackwards comedy. I don't think Duo's gonna ever be the same again. This story contains yaoi and shonen ai, and lots and lots of fun Relena-bashing.
On with the show!
Duo's Hell
Chapter 1: What the fuck is her problem?!
Outside one of the unknown Winner mansions, a pink limo pulled up, and a girl with blonde hair stepped out. She smiled to herself, noting in her mind to give her workers a promotion. Her smile widening, Relena walked up to the door.
"Heero, I've found you, and soon you will be totally mine."
@}~~~
Quatre snuggled up closer to Trowa, the book in his hands forgotten as Trowa's arms wrapped around him and held him tight. Quatre sighed in happiness, leaning close, so close you might think he was trying to get into Trowa's body and share it with him.
Loosening their hold at a knock on the door, Quatre pouted.
"Come in," he called, still loosely held in Trowa's embrace.
Rashid entered, looking contrite, an extremely difficult feat for the giant scary looking Maguanac.
"Master Quatre, I'm sorry, but Miss Relena is here. Should I show her in?"
Shaking his head and sighing, Quatre looked up at Trowa.
"Should we?"
"Your call, love," Trowa answered, "Though you might as well. You know she'll only find a back entrance or something."
"Alright." Raising his voice a little, Quatre gave his ascent. "Go ahead Rashid."
Stepping back, the huge man held the door open a little wider and gestured the girl into the room.
Relena's jaw nearly dropped when she walked into the room.
//I guess they're closer than I thought.//
"Please Miss Relena, have a seat." Quatre said politely, gesturing to the many pieces of furniture in the room.
Seating herself daintily on an armchair near them, she smiled.
'I'm here to see Heero."
As if miraculously hearing his name, Heero ran into the room holding a pair of shimmery silk black boxers.
"HEERO! GIMMEE BACK MY BOXERS!"
Hot on Heero's tail was a towel clad Duo, one hand on the towel, the other waving around in the air. Heero just smirked and dodged around a few couches and chairs, unaware of their audience.
"C'mon Heero! This damn towel's skimpy enough as it is, and I REALLY don't wanna bare my ass to any cameras!"
Heero's smirk grew into an almost smile and he dodged faster.
"Aaargh! Just WAIT 'til I get my hands on your spandex-clad ass, soldier boy! You are SO gonna pay!"
Stopping abruptly and doing a point 180-degree turn impossible for anyone but a Gundam pilot, Heero lunged at Duo and tackled him to the ground. Grinning in triumph, he quickly stood and jumped back, his prize in hand.
"I think you're missing something, Duo."
Duo's eyes widened. Looking frantically around, he spotted a couple of throw pillows. Grabbing them, he stood up quickly while covering himself in the process.
"Dammit, Yuy! You are SO dead! Taking my towel is such an underhanded thing to do."
Smirking, Heero agreed. "I know. Isn't it great?"
Giving an exasperated sigh, Duo tried to pull off an annoyed pose. "Can I have my boxers now?"
"Nope."
"~Ahem~"
Swirling around, Duo blushed when he saw his audience, then looked in horror when he spotted Relena.
"Heero, I think boxers would be a good idea right about now. Relena's here."
Heero's eyes widened as he turned as well, looking at her and staring like a fish out of water.
"Um, Heero? Boxers. Now."
Heero tossed them to Duo, the trudged across the room to sit on one of the couches across from Relena, looking like he was close, but was really miles away, and glared.
Watching him sit down, Relena barely managed a 'Hello' before her eyes returned to Duo.
Loping over the Heero, Duo gracefully plopped down next to Heero.
"Konnichiwa, ojousama!"
"Duo, how are you?"
Duo gave Heero a look, one of those "how-am-I-supposed-to-answer- because-I'm-too-scared-to-think-of-a-reply" looks.
"I'm fine Relena. Wassup with you? Any new boyfriends?"
"I'm fine." Relena vaguely replied, her eyes holding this blank look that you normally get when you're talking to someone really stooped and still using small words.
Watching as her look went from blank to evil-nasty-weird as she stared at him, Duo started to scoot towards the far edge of the couch, putting as much distance between himself and the pink clad princess. Heero glared at her even harder.
Getting up from her chair, Relena crossed over and sat down next to Duo, firmly latching onto his arm.
Oh Duo. I've never really appreciated all you've done for me and this planet. You're such an admirable person, saving my life again and again."
Duo blanched, looking from a stunned Quatre, to an eye-slightly-widened-and- trying-to-hide-a-snicker Trowa, to a shocked-looking-glare-that-grew-darker- by-the-second Heero.
"Help me," Duo said in a small voice as Relena's hands started massaging his bicep, slowly moving towards his shoulder and chest.
Jumping up abruptly, Duo managed to disengage himself from a startled Relena.
"Excuse me, but I feel the need to put on clothes. Lots and lots and LOTS of them."
Speed-walking, almost running, towards the door, he was suddenly glomped by a pink-infested..thing.
Duo did the only thing he could think of. He panicked.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
@}~~~ ---{======
Ooooookay, so what do you think of my first spout of insane insanity? I think I'm evil, and Relena must die for touching Heero's property. Don't you agree? I think I'll leave that up to my muse....if he ever gets here. Or she.I'm never sure which one my muse is.
Duo is probably never gonna be right in the head again, though I doubt he ever was in the first place. *sees Heero in the background aiming a gun at her* ¬_¬' Um.just kidding.
Pairings: 1x2, 3+4, unrequited R+2 (for goods reasons) =^_^= Nyow
This story is basically inspired by my friend Mina, and is an insanely bass- ackwards comedy. I don't think Duo's gonna ever be the same again. This story contains yaoi and shonen ai, and lots and lots of fun Relena-bashing.
On with the show!
Duo's Hell
Chapter 1: What the fuck is her problem?!
Outside one of the unknown Winner mansions, a pink limo pulled up, and a girl with blonde hair stepped out. She smiled to herself, noting in her mind to give her workers a promotion. Her smile widening, Relena walked up to the door.
"Heero, I've found you, and soon you will be totally mine."
@}~~~
Quatre snuggled up closer to Trowa, the book in his hands forgotten as Trowa's arms wrapped around him and held him tight. Quatre sighed in happiness, leaning close, so close you might think he was trying to get into Trowa's body and share it with him.
Loosening their hold at a knock on the door, Quatre pouted.
"Come in," he called, still loosely held in Trowa's embrace.
Rashid entered, looking contrite, an extremely difficult feat for the giant scary looking Maguanac.
"Master Quatre, I'm sorry, but Miss Relena is here. Should I show her in?"
Shaking his head and sighing, Quatre looked up at Trowa.
"Should we?"
"Your call, love," Trowa answered, "Though you might as well. You know she'll only find a back entrance or something."
"Alright." Raising his voice a little, Quatre gave his ascent. "Go ahead Rashid."
Stepping back, the huge man held the door open a little wider and gestured the girl into the room.
Relena's jaw nearly dropped when she walked into the room.
//I guess they're closer than I thought.//
"Please Miss Relena, have a seat." Quatre said politely, gesturing to the many pieces of furniture in the room.
Seating herself daintily on an armchair near them, she smiled.
'I'm here to see Heero."
As if miraculously hearing his name, Heero ran into the room holding a pair of shimmery silk black boxers.
"HEERO! GIMMEE BACK MY BOXERS!"
Hot on Heero's tail was a towel clad Duo, one hand on the towel, the other waving around in the air. Heero just smirked and dodged around a few couches and chairs, unaware of their audience.
"C'mon Heero! This damn towel's skimpy enough as it is, and I REALLY don't wanna bare my ass to any cameras!"
Heero's smirk grew into an almost smile and he dodged faster.
"Aaargh! Just WAIT 'til I get my hands on your spandex-clad ass, soldier boy! You are SO gonna pay!"
Stopping abruptly and doing a point 180-degree turn impossible for anyone but a Gundam pilot, Heero lunged at Duo and tackled him to the ground. Grinning in triumph, he quickly stood and jumped back, his prize in hand.
"I think you're missing something, Duo."
Duo's eyes widened. Looking frantically around, he spotted a couple of throw pillows. Grabbing them, he stood up quickly while covering himself in the process.
"Dammit, Yuy! You are SO dead! Taking my towel is such an underhanded thing to do."
Smirking, Heero agreed. "I know. Isn't it great?"
Giving an exasperated sigh, Duo tried to pull off an annoyed pose. "Can I have my boxers now?"
"Nope."
"~Ahem~"
Swirling around, Duo blushed when he saw his audience, then looked in horror when he spotted Relena.
"Heero, I think boxers would be a good idea right about now. Relena's here."
Heero's eyes widened as he turned as well, looking at her and staring like a fish out of water.
"Um, Heero? Boxers. Now."
Heero tossed them to Duo, the trudged across the room to sit on one of the couches across from Relena, looking like he was close, but was really miles away, and glared.
Watching him sit down, Relena barely managed a 'Hello' before her eyes returned to Duo.
Loping over the Heero, Duo gracefully plopped down next to Heero.
"Konnichiwa, ojousama!"
"Duo, how are you?"
Duo gave Heero a look, one of those "how-am-I-supposed-to-answer- because-I'm-too-scared-to-think-of-a-reply" looks.
"I'm fine Relena. Wassup with you? Any new boyfriends?"
"I'm fine." Relena vaguely replied, her eyes holding this blank look that you normally get when you're talking to someone really stooped and still using small words.
Watching as her look went from blank to evil-nasty-weird as she stared at him, Duo started to scoot towards the far edge of the couch, putting as much distance between himself and the pink clad princess. Heero glared at her even harder.
Getting up from her chair, Relena crossed over and sat down next to Duo, firmly latching onto his arm.
Oh Duo. I've never really appreciated all you've done for me and this planet. You're such an admirable person, saving my life again and again."
Duo blanched, looking from a stunned Quatre, to an eye-slightly-widened-and- trying-to-hide-a-snicker Trowa, to a shocked-looking-glare-that-grew-darker- by-the-second Heero.
"Help me," Duo said in a small voice as Relena's hands started massaging his bicep, slowly moving towards his shoulder and chest.
Jumping up abruptly, Duo managed to disengage himself from a startled Relena.
"Excuse me, but I feel the need to put on clothes. Lots and lots and LOTS of them."
Speed-walking, almost running, towards the door, he was suddenly glomped by a pink-infested..thing.
Duo did the only thing he could think of. He panicked.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
@}~~~ ---{======
Ooooookay, so what do you think of my first spout of insane insanity? I think I'm evil, and Relena must die for touching Heero's property. Don't you agree? I think I'll leave that up to my muse....if he ever gets here. Or she.I'm never sure which one my muse is.
Duo is probably never gonna be right in the head again, though I doubt he ever was in the first place. *sees Heero in the background aiming a gun at her* ¬_¬' Um.just kidding.