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BY BREATHING. ~ Angel
*~* Later on at the New Diego airport
"Well, I hope you've all enjoyed your flight. We're still waiting to be taxied right now, but it should only take a couple of minutes. Please stay seated and buckled in until we come to a complete stop. Thank you for choosing Minnows Express." Sheree was smiling a little at Duo, who, unknowingly had given her the impression of someone who would want to go out with her for more than a night, "For those of you with frequent flier miles, you have gotten a large amount of 'Rare Miles' and you can all pick up your free gifts at Delta Base in the C quadrant of the airport. Welcome to New Diego." She put the intercom back up and went down the rows with a trash bag to collect newly finished drinks or bags of salted peanuts.
*~*Inside the cargo-bay
"Well, that was actually quite a pleasant flight," Quatra stated as he rubbed his eyes of the sleep.
"Yea, I wasn't too uncomfortable, as I had thought I was going to be," Wufei smiled as he put away the cards he had brought out to play Heero with. Trowa was still curled into a ball in the corner, slightly snoring.
"Hey Trowa, wake up," Heero tossed a pillow at him, Trowa woke immediately, "We're here."
The four boys quickly grabbed their bags and set them by the cargo-bay door. They all pushed it open. Luckily enough for them it was nighttime so the light didn't hurt as much as it would have. They threw their bags out and then each jumped quickly, not knowing how long the plane was going to stay stationary. Together they shut the door again and grabbed their bags and ran towards another plane just letting off passengers to the floor level. They joined the groups of people easily and followed them to the baggage claim.
"Do any of you remember what the name was going to be on the sign?" Heero, in an obviously more cheery mood than before, questioned in his deep voice.
"Um, second something-or-other," Wufei murmured.
"Second Altasie, don't you guys remember anything?" Trowa piped up.
"Yea, that's it," Quatra said, "But even then, I don't see that sign anywhere." He scanned the room, "Baron Montressor, Robin, Wyatt, Tailor, no Second Altasie though." His eyes stopped scanning as he noticed a young brunette walk into the room. He watched her liquid moves as she chatted with her two friends. Then Heero slapped his back.
"Hey, Duo might be around shortly and we've got to hide. We're supposed to be trailing him, not talking to him," he explained. Quatra nodded and the four men stepped back to hide in the shadows to wait until Duo would arrive.
Zita smiled as she walked toward the desks of the clerks. "Hi, may I have a piece of paper and a Sharpie please?" she asked politely. They obliged and she wrote in big letters Section Altasie. She gave the pen back, smiled and started to walk back to her friends but saw that they were talking to two guys so she gave them their room. She stood there just smiling at her friends. She noticed the last planes were starting to come in and the crowd grew. She couldn't see her friends anymore, but she wasn't worried, if they needed her all three had cell phones. There was a hand at her back, she was about to turn around, wondering if she knew the person, but then fear dripped down her spine as a hand wrapped around her mouth. She could smell some kind of beer on the breath of the stranger and she didn't move, for fear of what might happen. She stood there and waited a beat, suddenly the hand at her back moved around to the front, slightly brushing the underside of her breast and she gasped in air through her nose.
"So hunny," the stranger was a man, "Let's say we go for a walk. Either that or the .45 in my jacket has other plans for you."
Duo stepped off the plane and breathed in the air he'd known once. He smiled and started toward baggage claim. He talked lightly with Sheree, who couldn't seem to stop giggling and had gotten on Duo's nerves quite awhile ago. He had started to back off a lot after she had served his drink with a napkin with her number on it. He smiled at her as she joked about something he barely cared to hear. He got to the top of the escalator down to the baggage claim and made a deliberately obvious search for someone. He nearly tumbled down the escalator when he saw a blonde in the hands of a very grisly looking drunk, and obviously against her will. The man was old, in his late 40's for sure, and was backing the young blonde up quickly but stealthily. Duo watched in disgust as the man licked the woman's cheek and took a quick glance at the clerks' desk. They were distracted by a woman with bright green hair, a belly button ring and a tiny waist who had supposedly stolen something. He could've laughed if for some reason his stomach wasn't doing flip-flops for the blonde. He set down his briefcase and laptop bag. "Watch these Sheree, don't let them out of your sight, I'll be right back." He walked quickly towards the stairs, eyes on the blonde and the drunk. Sheree merely nodded and walked over to sit by the case and bag.
"Listen to me blondie, this will be really easy. We're going to take a little stroll to Broadway. There, you're going to do what I say, understand?" Zita nodded as the breath of the drunken man made her stomach clench to the putrid smell. "Good, now, get rid of your cell phone." She obliged and looked around to see if anyone had noticed her being taken hostage by the man. She was repulsed by the thoughts of what he just might have her do when suddenly he turned her around sharply. She got a good look at him. His long, black hair was matted and oily. His skin wasn't much better, tan but wrinkled. His eyes were slightly closed and his nostrils were flaring. He winked at her and she lost her voice. She clamped her eyes shut. He's going to kiss me, she thought, what a horrible way to end, death by rape. He lowered his mouth to hers and this time she had to swallow to keep the sick feeling at bay. She kept her mouth clamped shut but he tried to force it open with his tongue. Suddenly, she was pulled away by strong arms. Oh wonderful, she thought with her eyes closed not wanting to see her lips be touched by another nasty pair. Then she smelled it, soft cologne, the cologne of a man who was sure of himself and not afraid to help a complete stranger. Relief racked through her as she clung to the broad, sturdy shoulders of a man who smelled like the welcoming, cool breeze on a hot summer day.
"That wasn't very nice," the drunk slurred.
"No, sir, what you did wasn't very nice," Duo's boyish voice was strong with control. "I'd suggest that you stay away from this woman or suffer the consequences of Shingami and his friends." He smiled and wrapped his arm around the frantic blonde who hadn't even opened her eyes yet. Poor thing, he thought as his gut wrenched at the thought of what might have happened to her if he hadn't come along. What's funny is that I don't even know her; he managed the thought as he played with the tips of her hair, which fell to the small of her back.
Shinigami, thought Zita, I know what that means, um, it means something like the God of Death, or along those lines. Oh dear, saved from a drunk to be killed by a quack. Just wonderful. But still she clung, though she wasn't sure why.
"Now, buddy, you'd better be ready to fight for that dame, I found her fair and square!" The drunken man exclaimed.
"I don't want to fight you," Duo simply put one hand forward and turned the drunken man around so quickly he knew the man was spinning in his drunken head. Duo smirked as he backed the shaking woman into the crowd. Once they were out of the sight of the drunk man he pulled back and put one hand on either of her shoulders, making her face him. "Open your eyes, I won't hurt you." He told her calmly.
"Okay, just give me time," she murmured as she slowly opened to find herself standing in front of a very tall man. He smiled and she nearly lost her balance. He held her up as her knees became very much like the concentration of jelly.
"Well see, that wasn't so hard, was it?" Duo smiled. She had amazing eyes. They were green with a very dark edge around them. They were tinted sort of pink though, because she had been crying. He noted the tear at the bottom of her cheek and balanced her on one arm to wipe it away with the other hand. She smiled, "Thank you. My name is Zita."
"My name is, uh, Chris," the lie didn't roll as easily that time. "Maybe you can help me; this is the first time I've been to this airport. I'm not quite sure where my specific baggage is going to be coming u p." He glanced uneasily at all the different baggage loops, then at the escalator. "Oh yea, and I have to go back and get something really quick. Wait right here, I'll be back."
"No," Zita said quickly and took a step in the direction he was going. "Please take me to my friends first; we're looking for a person. We're supposed to be taking him back to his lodgings but I lost the sign when, well when-" She trailed off.
"Oh, uh, ok. But I don't really trust the woman watching my stuff and there are a lot of confidential papers in my briefcase. You come with me and then being at the top of the escalator, it'll be easier to search out your friends." He smiled when he saw her shoulders relax.
"Okay, sounds like a deal to me." She stood to the side and let him lead.
When they got to the top of the stairs she watched as he walked over to a blonde flight attendant over by his things. The blonde stood up and looked as if she was about to hug or kiss him, or both. Zita smiled, of course, she thought, why would he be single? He backed uneasily and pointed at Zita. Being startled she merely smiled and waved, then she turned and looked over the crowd of people. She turned back to watch Duo walking towards her with the blonde flight attendant sitting in quite a huff.
"What was that all about, Chris?" She looked him in the eye and he second guessed having told her the lie about his name.
"Oh, I had to tell her that you were here to pick me up so that she couldn't give me a ride home. I'm pretty sure she meant her home." He shook his head and looked over the crowd. "So, eh, what do your friends look like?"
"Oh, they're sisters; one is younger than the other. They're Asian. The older one has red hair." She searched the right side of the room and he searched the left.
"Is that them, right there?" He pointed to two girls in a corner seeming to be looking for someone.
"Yea, that's them, thank you so much." She turned to him, "Now after I go tell them were I am, we can go get your luggage." She started down the escalator and Duo stood watching her for a minute. Her hips were nice, he noticed, and her legs were muscular. She wore bright colors, a pink shirt and light blue, jean capris. She turned around and made a 'well, are you coming or not' motion and he followed. As they reached her friends she seemed very much more relaxed.
"Hey, where have you been?" Dympna asked as she smiled at her friend. She glanced at the tall chestnut brunette next to her friend, "And who's he?"
"Yea," Chrystal said as she looked at the man's eyes.
"Uh, it's a long story I don't really want to talk about right now." Zita looked at Duo, then to her friends. "Anyway, his name is Chris. And Chris," she turned to him, "This is Dympna and Chrystal." She turned back to her friends, "He's gonna need some help with his baggage, so I'll be right back ok? Why don't you guys go get that sign again, I lost the other one."
"How do you lose a sign?" Dympna asked. Then she thought for a minute. "What were we supposed to write again? I forgot."
"Second something right?" Chrystal tried to remember.
"No, Section Altasie, ok guys? Now go, I've got to help this guy and I'll be right back." She smiled and started walking towards baggage. Duo was a little stunned at the fact that these were the people who were going to be taking him to his temporary house. He smiled, I guess this really is going to be a most pleasant trip after all, he thought, maybe even with a little fun on the side. He glanced at the two friends walking towards the clerks, then back to the blonde.
"Now, you have to tell me what flight you were on, then I'll show you how to look for your baggage. Okay?" Let's just see if she can put two and two together, he thought.
"I was on flight fifteen twenty-two, from Japan. Minnows Express." He paused as if trying to remember something. "I was supposed to look for someone when I got here." She gave him a look. He smiled weakly.
"Oh come on! Did you think I was stupid or something? Let me guess, your last name is Maxwell and you were looking for a certain Second something, right?" He nodded, "Wow, that was weak," she laughed and showed him how to look for his luggage then, once he had grabbed his bags, went back over to her friends. They were standing somewhat awkwardly trying to show the sign, while still looking cool. "It's ok guys, this is our man." She laughed as Chrystal's eyes bugged out and Dympna merely let her chin fall.
"Yes, well, I'm sorry, but I got a little distracted by something I ended up doing," he glanced at Zita who merely laughed lightly.
"Okay then, where's the limo?" They walked out the doors, Duo holding two bags and Zita holding his briefcase and laptop.
*~*
"Do any of you guys see him anywhere?" Quatra looked around uneasily. Trowa looked over at Wufei, who had scaled the fake tree and was hiding in the branches. He shook his head and kept looking. Quatra looked over to where Heero was, on the upper level, looking inconspicuous at the bar. Heero smiled and pointed at the door where Duo was leaving with three girls.
"Cool," Quatra gave him the signal to follow and asked, "So did you sign us up for that rental Trowa?"
"Yea, it's supposed to be right outside when we get out there. It's a black Eclipse. It's weird how those things kept on with the times."
"Well, they're like the Mustangs, just getting better with time," Wufei stated as he got down from the fake tree. They met with Heero at the door just in time to watch Duo and the two Asians get in the back of a white limo and the blonde walk around the front to get in the drivers side.
Then their eyes turned on their form of transportation. It wasn't beautiful; it was really quite the opposite. Heero grimaced as he surveyed the wreck. The front bumper was gone and the back window was broken out. It was replaced by masking tape and the back tire on their side was missing its hubcap.
"Is it legal to rent something out like that?" Trowa wondered aloud.
"Well, if it runs, it runs. We'll just buy another car, ok? Later though, who has the keys?" Heero took charge.
"I do," Trowa jingled them in Heero's face. He tried to snatch them but Trowa was a step ahead and merely jumped back, and got into the drivers side door quickly, unlocking the rest.
"Shotgun!" yelled Quatra and Wufei in unison. They turned to each other, each with a fist raised and then "Rock, paper, scissors!" Wufei showed paper and Quatra a rock. They laughed and Wufei got in the front. The car started to pull away from the curb as Heero started to walk towards it.
"Hey," he yelled.
"Oh yea," Trowa chuckled and stopped. He unlocked the doors. Heero got in quickly and slapped Trowa up the back of the head.
"Ow" -Trowa
"Serves you right." - Heero.
*~* Later on at the New Diego airport
"Well, I hope you've all enjoyed your flight. We're still waiting to be taxied right now, but it should only take a couple of minutes. Please stay seated and buckled in until we come to a complete stop. Thank you for choosing Minnows Express." Sheree was smiling a little at Duo, who, unknowingly had given her the impression of someone who would want to go out with her for more than a night, "For those of you with frequent flier miles, you have gotten a large amount of 'Rare Miles' and you can all pick up your free gifts at Delta Base in the C quadrant of the airport. Welcome to New Diego." She put the intercom back up and went down the rows with a trash bag to collect newly finished drinks or bags of salted peanuts.
*~*Inside the cargo-bay
"Well, that was actually quite a pleasant flight," Quatra stated as he rubbed his eyes of the sleep.
"Yea, I wasn't too uncomfortable, as I had thought I was going to be," Wufei smiled as he put away the cards he had brought out to play Heero with. Trowa was still curled into a ball in the corner, slightly snoring.
"Hey Trowa, wake up," Heero tossed a pillow at him, Trowa woke immediately, "We're here."
The four boys quickly grabbed their bags and set them by the cargo-bay door. They all pushed it open. Luckily enough for them it was nighttime so the light didn't hurt as much as it would have. They threw their bags out and then each jumped quickly, not knowing how long the plane was going to stay stationary. Together they shut the door again and grabbed their bags and ran towards another plane just letting off passengers to the floor level. They joined the groups of people easily and followed them to the baggage claim.
"Do any of you remember what the name was going to be on the sign?" Heero, in an obviously more cheery mood than before, questioned in his deep voice.
"Um, second something-or-other," Wufei murmured.
"Second Altasie, don't you guys remember anything?" Trowa piped up.
"Yea, that's it," Quatra said, "But even then, I don't see that sign anywhere." He scanned the room, "Baron Montressor, Robin, Wyatt, Tailor, no Second Altasie though." His eyes stopped scanning as he noticed a young brunette walk into the room. He watched her liquid moves as she chatted with her two friends. Then Heero slapped his back.
"Hey, Duo might be around shortly and we've got to hide. We're supposed to be trailing him, not talking to him," he explained. Quatra nodded and the four men stepped back to hide in the shadows to wait until Duo would arrive.
Zita smiled as she walked toward the desks of the clerks. "Hi, may I have a piece of paper and a Sharpie please?" she asked politely. They obliged and she wrote in big letters Section Altasie. She gave the pen back, smiled and started to walk back to her friends but saw that they were talking to two guys so she gave them their room. She stood there just smiling at her friends. She noticed the last planes were starting to come in and the crowd grew. She couldn't see her friends anymore, but she wasn't worried, if they needed her all three had cell phones. There was a hand at her back, she was about to turn around, wondering if she knew the person, but then fear dripped down her spine as a hand wrapped around her mouth. She could smell some kind of beer on the breath of the stranger and she didn't move, for fear of what might happen. She stood there and waited a beat, suddenly the hand at her back moved around to the front, slightly brushing the underside of her breast and she gasped in air through her nose.
"So hunny," the stranger was a man, "Let's say we go for a walk. Either that or the .45 in my jacket has other plans for you."
Duo stepped off the plane and breathed in the air he'd known once. He smiled and started toward baggage claim. He talked lightly with Sheree, who couldn't seem to stop giggling and had gotten on Duo's nerves quite awhile ago. He had started to back off a lot after she had served his drink with a napkin with her number on it. He smiled at her as she joked about something he barely cared to hear. He got to the top of the escalator down to the baggage claim and made a deliberately obvious search for someone. He nearly tumbled down the escalator when he saw a blonde in the hands of a very grisly looking drunk, and obviously against her will. The man was old, in his late 40's for sure, and was backing the young blonde up quickly but stealthily. Duo watched in disgust as the man licked the woman's cheek and took a quick glance at the clerks' desk. They were distracted by a woman with bright green hair, a belly button ring and a tiny waist who had supposedly stolen something. He could've laughed if for some reason his stomach wasn't doing flip-flops for the blonde. He set down his briefcase and laptop bag. "Watch these Sheree, don't let them out of your sight, I'll be right back." He walked quickly towards the stairs, eyes on the blonde and the drunk. Sheree merely nodded and walked over to sit by the case and bag.
"Listen to me blondie, this will be really easy. We're going to take a little stroll to Broadway. There, you're going to do what I say, understand?" Zita nodded as the breath of the drunken man made her stomach clench to the putrid smell. "Good, now, get rid of your cell phone." She obliged and looked around to see if anyone had noticed her being taken hostage by the man. She was repulsed by the thoughts of what he just might have her do when suddenly he turned her around sharply. She got a good look at him. His long, black hair was matted and oily. His skin wasn't much better, tan but wrinkled. His eyes were slightly closed and his nostrils were flaring. He winked at her and she lost her voice. She clamped her eyes shut. He's going to kiss me, she thought, what a horrible way to end, death by rape. He lowered his mouth to hers and this time she had to swallow to keep the sick feeling at bay. She kept her mouth clamped shut but he tried to force it open with his tongue. Suddenly, she was pulled away by strong arms. Oh wonderful, she thought with her eyes closed not wanting to see her lips be touched by another nasty pair. Then she smelled it, soft cologne, the cologne of a man who was sure of himself and not afraid to help a complete stranger. Relief racked through her as she clung to the broad, sturdy shoulders of a man who smelled like the welcoming, cool breeze on a hot summer day.
"That wasn't very nice," the drunk slurred.
"No, sir, what you did wasn't very nice," Duo's boyish voice was strong with control. "I'd suggest that you stay away from this woman or suffer the consequences of Shingami and his friends." He smiled and wrapped his arm around the frantic blonde who hadn't even opened her eyes yet. Poor thing, he thought as his gut wrenched at the thought of what might have happened to her if he hadn't come along. What's funny is that I don't even know her; he managed the thought as he played with the tips of her hair, which fell to the small of her back.
Shinigami, thought Zita, I know what that means, um, it means something like the God of Death, or along those lines. Oh dear, saved from a drunk to be killed by a quack. Just wonderful. But still she clung, though she wasn't sure why.
"Now, buddy, you'd better be ready to fight for that dame, I found her fair and square!" The drunken man exclaimed.
"I don't want to fight you," Duo simply put one hand forward and turned the drunken man around so quickly he knew the man was spinning in his drunken head. Duo smirked as he backed the shaking woman into the crowd. Once they were out of the sight of the drunk man he pulled back and put one hand on either of her shoulders, making her face him. "Open your eyes, I won't hurt you." He told her calmly.
"Okay, just give me time," she murmured as she slowly opened to find herself standing in front of a very tall man. He smiled and she nearly lost her balance. He held her up as her knees became very much like the concentration of jelly.
"Well see, that wasn't so hard, was it?" Duo smiled. She had amazing eyes. They were green with a very dark edge around them. They were tinted sort of pink though, because she had been crying. He noted the tear at the bottom of her cheek and balanced her on one arm to wipe it away with the other hand. She smiled, "Thank you. My name is Zita."
"My name is, uh, Chris," the lie didn't roll as easily that time. "Maybe you can help me; this is the first time I've been to this airport. I'm not quite sure where my specific baggage is going to be coming u p." He glanced uneasily at all the different baggage loops, then at the escalator. "Oh yea, and I have to go back and get something really quick. Wait right here, I'll be back."
"No," Zita said quickly and took a step in the direction he was going. "Please take me to my friends first; we're looking for a person. We're supposed to be taking him back to his lodgings but I lost the sign when, well when-" She trailed off.
"Oh, uh, ok. But I don't really trust the woman watching my stuff and there are a lot of confidential papers in my briefcase. You come with me and then being at the top of the escalator, it'll be easier to search out your friends." He smiled when he saw her shoulders relax.
"Okay, sounds like a deal to me." She stood to the side and let him lead.
When they got to the top of the stairs she watched as he walked over to a blonde flight attendant over by his things. The blonde stood up and looked as if she was about to hug or kiss him, or both. Zita smiled, of course, she thought, why would he be single? He backed uneasily and pointed at Zita. Being startled she merely smiled and waved, then she turned and looked over the crowd of people. She turned back to watch Duo walking towards her with the blonde flight attendant sitting in quite a huff.
"What was that all about, Chris?" She looked him in the eye and he second guessed having told her the lie about his name.
"Oh, I had to tell her that you were here to pick me up so that she couldn't give me a ride home. I'm pretty sure she meant her home." He shook his head and looked over the crowd. "So, eh, what do your friends look like?"
"Oh, they're sisters; one is younger than the other. They're Asian. The older one has red hair." She searched the right side of the room and he searched the left.
"Is that them, right there?" He pointed to two girls in a corner seeming to be looking for someone.
"Yea, that's them, thank you so much." She turned to him, "Now after I go tell them were I am, we can go get your luggage." She started down the escalator and Duo stood watching her for a minute. Her hips were nice, he noticed, and her legs were muscular. She wore bright colors, a pink shirt and light blue, jean capris. She turned around and made a 'well, are you coming or not' motion and he followed. As they reached her friends she seemed very much more relaxed.
"Hey, where have you been?" Dympna asked as she smiled at her friend. She glanced at the tall chestnut brunette next to her friend, "And who's he?"
"Yea," Chrystal said as she looked at the man's eyes.
"Uh, it's a long story I don't really want to talk about right now." Zita looked at Duo, then to her friends. "Anyway, his name is Chris. And Chris," she turned to him, "This is Dympna and Chrystal." She turned back to her friends, "He's gonna need some help with his baggage, so I'll be right back ok? Why don't you guys go get that sign again, I lost the other one."
"How do you lose a sign?" Dympna asked. Then she thought for a minute. "What were we supposed to write again? I forgot."
"Second something right?" Chrystal tried to remember.
"No, Section Altasie, ok guys? Now go, I've got to help this guy and I'll be right back." She smiled and started walking towards baggage. Duo was a little stunned at the fact that these were the people who were going to be taking him to his temporary house. He smiled, I guess this really is going to be a most pleasant trip after all, he thought, maybe even with a little fun on the side. He glanced at the two friends walking towards the clerks, then back to the blonde.
"Now, you have to tell me what flight you were on, then I'll show you how to look for your baggage. Okay?" Let's just see if she can put two and two together, he thought.
"I was on flight fifteen twenty-two, from Japan. Minnows Express." He paused as if trying to remember something. "I was supposed to look for someone when I got here." She gave him a look. He smiled weakly.
"Oh come on! Did you think I was stupid or something? Let me guess, your last name is Maxwell and you were looking for a certain Second something, right?" He nodded, "Wow, that was weak," she laughed and showed him how to look for his luggage then, once he had grabbed his bags, went back over to her friends. They were standing somewhat awkwardly trying to show the sign, while still looking cool. "It's ok guys, this is our man." She laughed as Chrystal's eyes bugged out and Dympna merely let her chin fall.
"Yes, well, I'm sorry, but I got a little distracted by something I ended up doing," he glanced at Zita who merely laughed lightly.
"Okay then, where's the limo?" They walked out the doors, Duo holding two bags and Zita holding his briefcase and laptop.
*~*
"Do any of you guys see him anywhere?" Quatra looked around uneasily. Trowa looked over at Wufei, who had scaled the fake tree and was hiding in the branches. He shook his head and kept looking. Quatra looked over to where Heero was, on the upper level, looking inconspicuous at the bar. Heero smiled and pointed at the door where Duo was leaving with three girls.
"Cool," Quatra gave him the signal to follow and asked, "So did you sign us up for that rental Trowa?"
"Yea, it's supposed to be right outside when we get out there. It's a black Eclipse. It's weird how those things kept on with the times."
"Well, they're like the Mustangs, just getting better with time," Wufei stated as he got down from the fake tree. They met with Heero at the door just in time to watch Duo and the two Asians get in the back of a white limo and the blonde walk around the front to get in the drivers side.
Then their eyes turned on their form of transportation. It wasn't beautiful; it was really quite the opposite. Heero grimaced as he surveyed the wreck. The front bumper was gone and the back window was broken out. It was replaced by masking tape and the back tire on their side was missing its hubcap.
"Is it legal to rent something out like that?" Trowa wondered aloud.
"Well, if it runs, it runs. We'll just buy another car, ok? Later though, who has the keys?" Heero took charge.
"I do," Trowa jingled them in Heero's face. He tried to snatch them but Trowa was a step ahead and merely jumped back, and got into the drivers side door quickly, unlocking the rest.
"Shotgun!" yelled Quatra and Wufei in unison. They turned to each other, each with a fist raised and then "Rock, paper, scissors!" Wufei showed paper and Quatra a rock. They laughed and Wufei got in the front. The car started to pull away from the curb as Heero started to walk towards it.
"Hey," he yelled.
"Oh yea," Trowa chuckled and stopped. He unlocked the doors. Heero got in quickly and slapped Trowa up the back of the head.
"Ow" -Trowa
"Serves you right." - Heero.