Welcome Distractions
By Rapunzel
Chapter 8: Unwise Decisions
Winter break was for the most part uneventful. His family had never been very concerned with celebrating Christmas, which meant that Heero was left to spend three weeks lounging around doing nothing. By the end of that time, he was beginning to feel like going out of his mind was a viable option if it would just help him escape the boredom. So he was quite glad to return to school and his now familiar dorm room.
His return was not quiet as peaceful as he had envisioned it. The trip back went smoothly enough, as did his goodbyes to his family. However, upon opening the door to his room, he was immediately confronted with an angry Wufei.
"Why didn't you lock the door before you left?!" Wufei demanded.
"But I did," Heero protested.
"Then how do you explain the fact that when I returned, not only was the door unlocked, but my half of the room was completely covered with toilet paper?!"
Heero gaped at him. "What? Wait a minute, you surely don't think I had anything to do with that."
Wufei made a disgusted gesture with his hands. "I know exactly who did it! She left her initials in wadded up, wet toilet paper on the ceiling!"
Suddenly, Heero knew with perfect certainty what had happened. "What did you do to piss Dorothy off?" he asked.
"Nothing!" Wufei yelled. "She's a crazy, vindictive bitch!"
"That implies that she has something to be vindictive about," Heero said.
"All I did was leave a note on her door telling her what I thought about her little trick with the shampoo."
"Why?" Heero asked. "That wasn't directed against you. I was her target."
"But I ended up suffering for it too!"
Heero couldn't help but point out, "Well, whose fault is that? If you had asked me before using my shampoo, I'd have told you not to."
"Are you saying that you're siding with that evil woman?!"
"I hardly need to side with her," Heero pointed out dryly. "Looks to me like she's doing fine on her own."
"She won't get away with this!" Wufei cried. Shaking his fist at the ceiling, he shouted, "Woman! You realize this means war!"
Heero sighed, wishing he could be anywhere else but watching his roommate act like a maniac. "Wufei, I doubt she can hear you. She doesn't even live in the room above us."
"It doesn't matter," Wufei said. "She'll know soon enough."
Heero gave Wufei a dubious look and began considering if it would do any good to tell him that he was getting in over his head.
~*~*~
Since Wufei was already in residence when he returned, the room felt like an icebox as usual. Heero found himself very glad of Duo's Christmas present before long and took to pulling it off his bed and wrapping up in it during the day, since he had no place to flee to. The library was still closed for break, and Heero wasn't sure exactly when Duo would return to his apartment. He was very glad when the first day of classes came.
That Monday afternoon found him in the library as usual. He had no idea whether Duo would be there or not, since he didn't know the other young man's class schedule, and Duo worked around his classes. However, he staked out their usual table and set himself down to wait. Soon, his efforts were rewarded.
"Hey, Heero, how was your break?"
He looked up and smiled slightly as Duo pulled out a chair and sat down next to him. "Boring. How was yours?"
"Great! Not long enough though. They never are."
Heero shrugged at that. He had thought that the break was too long, but then he knew other people thought he was a little odd.
"So," Duo said, "got anything you need to work on?"
"Not yet," Heero said. "I just came here to hang out."
The words sounded silly to him, but there was nothing silly about the smile they brought to Duo's face.
~*~*~
The first week of classes passed more or less without incident. When looking back afterwards, Heero would always swear that some higher force was simply trying to lure him into a false sense of security. It worked too. Everything seemed to be going well until late on Thursday night.
~*~*~
"Please?" Relena looked hopefully up at him, batting her eyes slightly.
Heero balked. "I'm not really a party person."
"But it's just this once," Relena wheedled. "Please? I really don't want to go by myself, and Dorothy says that she can't go."
"I'll think about it," Heero said grudgingly, more to get rid of her than anything else.
Relena gushed and thanked him profusely, which left Heero feeling mildly guilty. She obviously assumed that "I'll think about it" meant "Yes." Heero, however, was still leaning towards a negative response. He sighed heavily; women were strange creatures.
"What did she want?" Wufei asked as Heero came back into his room and closed the door.
"She wants me to go to a pre-rush fraternity party with her tomorrow night," he said.
"Why you? If you'll forgive my saying so, you really don't seem the type to be interested in that."
"I don't know," Heero said, picking up a book from his shelf and dropping it on the desk. The loud thump that it made as it landed hardly helped to ease his frustration. "As you say, I'm not the type of person who goes to those things, but she says that she doesn't want to go alone."
Wufei nodded. "Perfectly sensible of her. Women shouldn't go alone to events like that."
"Why not?" Heero asked.
"Well, it's dangerous," Wufei said, looking as though it were obvious. "Just think about it; a woman by herself amongst a bunch of young men, most of whom have been drinking. Sounds like a recipe for trouble to me."
Heero bit his lower lip in concern. He didn't know Relena very well, but he certainly held no ill will towards her. He didn't want anything bad to happen to her.
"Do you really think there's any danger?" he asked.
"There's always some danger," Wufei said. "As to how much, I couldn't say."
Heero chewed on his lip for a moment while he considered his options. Then, making up his mind, he walked down the hall and climbed the stairs to the second floor. Knocking at the door to room 210, he braced himself. "Hi, Relena? I've made up my mind..."
~*~*~
When Friday night came, Heero found himself wishing he hadn't felt the need to be so chivalrous. His head was pounding in time to the loud music, and he couldn't tell if the room was also shaking to the beat, or if he had simply had too much to drink. Probably the latter, he decided hazily, since he had lost track of exactly how much he'd drunk. Relena had spotted several girls from their dorm and abandoned him in favor of their company early on. She was currently standing over with them, giggling noisily. Clearly, she had no need of his presence, and he could leave without feeling guilty.
Stumbling out the door, Heero met with a blast of cold air. In his never ending stupidity, he had neglected to bring a coat with him, and he shivered violently. Once out in the cold, he almost wished for the stuffy environment of the fraternity house.
Heero stumbled along in what he thought was the general direction of the dorms. The sooner he got back and into his nice, warm bed, the happier he would be. Unfortunately, he didn't seem to be getting very far. The world seemed to sway around him, and he felt nauseous. Vaguely, he wondered if it were possible to get motion sick just from walking. He decided it wasn't a good idea to find out, and stopped walking, setting his back to a nearby tree.
He couldn't remember sitting down, but he was certainly seated when a startled, "Heero?" brought him back to awareness. Looking up, he saw Hilde leaning over him.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"I was walking home, but I got motion sick," Heero replied vaguely.
Hilde looked at him searchingly, then turned and called over her shoulder. "Duo! Get over here!"
"What is it?" Duo strolled up, Quatre and an unfamiliar man in tow. When he saw Heero sitting against the tree, his eyes went wide with surprise. "Heero! What are you doing out here?"
"He's drunk," Hilde said simply. "Very drunk, if I'm any judge. Trowa, why don't you have a look at him; you're pre-med."
The unknown young man answered, "Pre-veterinary medicine, you mean. I only study animals."
"Animals, drunk college students, I see very little difference."
Trowa knelt in front of Heero, green eyes studying him carefully from behind an impressive thatch of brown bangs. "Well, Hilde, I'd have to agree with you. He's definitely drunk. However, he doesn't seem to be showing any of the symptoms of alcohol poisoning." To Heero he said, "Go home and sleep it off. You'll hate yourself tomorrow, but you'll be alright."
"He can't go back to the dorms," Duo said. "You can't just show up at the dorms intoxicated. His RA will bust him and send him to Student Judicial Affairs."
"That's only if he gets caught," Hilde said.
"Gee, he'll come stumbling in, too drunk to walk on his own power, and he's not going to get caught. Yeah, that's real likely."
Heero leaned his head against the tree trunk and closed his eyes. Maybe, if he couldn't see the world move, it would stop spinning.
"Why don't we take him home with us," Duo suggested. "Assuming he wants to come, of course. He can sleep on the couch."
"But Duo," Hilde said. "You were going to sleep on the couch, since Trowa's coming over."
"Why don't I go home with Trowa, and Heero can have my bed," Quatre suggested.
"Are you sure?" Hilde asked. "His place is a little out of your way now."
"Nonsense," Quatre said cheerily. "It's a lovely night for a walk, don't you think so Trowa?"
Trowa made an affirmative noise.
"Well, then have a good night, you two," Duo said.
Goodbyes were exchanged, and two sets of footsteps went off down the street. Someone was bending over him, and Heero cracked one eye open to see Duo. "Come on, buddy," he said, taking Heero's arm and putting it around his neck as he hauled the other to his feet. "How does spending the night at my place sound?"
"Okay," Heero mumbled.
~*~*~
"Thank goodness we live on the first floor," Duo panted. "I'd hate to have to climb stairs with him in this state."
"I second that," Hilde said from Heero's other side. Pushing open the door to their apartment, they somehow managed to maneuver the half-unconscious young man through the doorway and into the living room. "Now let's get him into bed, quickly." Seeing Duo's sharp gaze, she added, "Not like that, you sicko!"
Stumbling between the two of them, his head lolling, Heero was truly a pathetic sight. It didn't help much when he raised his head and moaned, "I'm gonna be sick."
"New destination!" Duo said, hastily dragging his charge in the direction of the bathroom.
They barely made it in time, hauling Heero in front of the toilet just as he doubled over and began retching. Duo knelt on the tile floor next to him, rubbing his back soothingly, while Hilde watched with an expression of resigned annoyance on her face.
"What a great way to end the night," she muttered sarcastically.
"Hilde, you go to bed," Duo said. "I'll take care of things from here on out."
"Sounds fine to me," Hilde said, and she turned and retreated to her room.
Heero, who had finished throwing up for the moment, pitched sideways and slumped against Duo.
"How you doing there, buddy?" Duo asked, concerned.
"I feel like crap," he muttered.
"I'm not surprised," Duo said. "Think you're done barfing for now?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, then let's get you to bed." Standing up, Duo once again found himself hauling Heero's inert body through the hall. He somehow managed to get the door to his room open, dragging Heero inside and over to Quatre's bed. Getting the other young man actually into the bed was more difficult, but after several moments and a few feeble attempts on Heero's part, he managed it.
"Go to sleep," he said gently, running a hand through Heero's hair. Heero rolled onto his side and mumbled an inaudible response.
Duo lingered by the bed, running gentle hands over Heero's hair until he was sure his companion was asleep. Even then, he stayed, feeling strangely tender. "You sure know how to get yourself into messes, don't you?" he murmured to his sleeping friend. Leaning down, he brushed a soft kiss over Heero's forehead. The other didn't so much as stir.
Sighing, Duo padded across the room to his own bed and prepared to settle down for the night.
~*~*~
The next morning when Heero woke up, he wished he hadn't. The nausea from the previous night hadn't faded, his head was still pounding, and his mouth felt like something that had been left at the back of the fridge for way too long.
"What the hell did I do?" he moaned.
"You acted like an idiot," Duo's voice answered.
Heero cracked one eyelid open to find himself in Duo and Quatre's bedroom, a place he had only been in once before when Duo had asked him to find a book for him. Duo himself was sitting in a folding chair nearby. Quatre was nowhere in sight.
"What happened?" he croaked, resisting the urge to stick his head under the pillow and hide from the light of day, which seemed inordinately bright that morning.
"You went and got yourself smashed," Duo answered, looking half sympathetic, half amused. "I don't know when or where, but we found you last night as we were walking home from a movie."
"I went to a frat party," Heero said. "Relena asked me to go, and Wufei said it wasn't safe to let her go alone."
Duo frown. "We didn't see her when we found you."
"She hooked up with a bunch of girls at the party."
"Ah," Duo said, smirking. "Well, that'll teach you to play the chivalrous male."
Heero mustered up as much of a glare as he could manage in his current state. "You think this is funny? You have no idea what I feel like right now."
Duo's smirk only grew. "Au contraire, my friend. You aren't the only one who has experimented with fraternity parties. I went to quiet a few of them my freshman year before I decided that if you didn't want to drink, they were really pretty boring. I know exactly what you're going through, and that's why I brought you this."
So saying, he reached over to the small desk next to him and produced a glass of water and two aspirin tablets.
Mere words could not describe Heero's gratitude, but he tried anyway. "Thanks."
"No problem," Duo said.
~*~*~
"Where the hell were you?" Wufei asked as Heero dragged himself through the door. "You didn't come back last night."
"I spent the night over at Duo's place," Heero answered.
"Relena said that you enjoyed yourself a little too much at the party."
"I didn't enjoy myself at all!" Heero snarled. His headache still lingered, and he felt extremely irritable.
Wufei eyed him, opened his mouth to chastise him for drinking too much, then thought better of it and snapped his mouth shut.
"So," Heero asked, "what did you do last night?"
"I plotted my revenge against that evil woman."
"Who, Dorothy? What are you going to do?"
A rather creepy smile spread across Wufei's face. "You'll see."
Tbc
Note: While I have not yet attended such a party myself, I draw my information from my roommate, who is in a sorority, and is therefore obligated to attend some such parties.
Chapter 8: Unwise Decisions
Winter break was for the most part uneventful. His family had never been very concerned with celebrating Christmas, which meant that Heero was left to spend three weeks lounging around doing nothing. By the end of that time, he was beginning to feel like going out of his mind was a viable option if it would just help him escape the boredom. So he was quite glad to return to school and his now familiar dorm room.
His return was not quiet as peaceful as he had envisioned it. The trip back went smoothly enough, as did his goodbyes to his family. However, upon opening the door to his room, he was immediately confronted with an angry Wufei.
"Why didn't you lock the door before you left?!" Wufei demanded.
"But I did," Heero protested.
"Then how do you explain the fact that when I returned, not only was the door unlocked, but my half of the room was completely covered with toilet paper?!"
Heero gaped at him. "What? Wait a minute, you surely don't think I had anything to do with that."
Wufei made a disgusted gesture with his hands. "I know exactly who did it! She left her initials in wadded up, wet toilet paper on the ceiling!"
Suddenly, Heero knew with perfect certainty what had happened. "What did you do to piss Dorothy off?" he asked.
"Nothing!" Wufei yelled. "She's a crazy, vindictive bitch!"
"That implies that she has something to be vindictive about," Heero said.
"All I did was leave a note on her door telling her what I thought about her little trick with the shampoo."
"Why?" Heero asked. "That wasn't directed against you. I was her target."
"But I ended up suffering for it too!"
Heero couldn't help but point out, "Well, whose fault is that? If you had asked me before using my shampoo, I'd have told you not to."
"Are you saying that you're siding with that evil woman?!"
"I hardly need to side with her," Heero pointed out dryly. "Looks to me like she's doing fine on her own."
"She won't get away with this!" Wufei cried. Shaking his fist at the ceiling, he shouted, "Woman! You realize this means war!"
Heero sighed, wishing he could be anywhere else but watching his roommate act like a maniac. "Wufei, I doubt she can hear you. She doesn't even live in the room above us."
"It doesn't matter," Wufei said. "She'll know soon enough."
Heero gave Wufei a dubious look and began considering if it would do any good to tell him that he was getting in over his head.
~*~*~
Since Wufei was already in residence when he returned, the room felt like an icebox as usual. Heero found himself very glad of Duo's Christmas present before long and took to pulling it off his bed and wrapping up in it during the day, since he had no place to flee to. The library was still closed for break, and Heero wasn't sure exactly when Duo would return to his apartment. He was very glad when the first day of classes came.
That Monday afternoon found him in the library as usual. He had no idea whether Duo would be there or not, since he didn't know the other young man's class schedule, and Duo worked around his classes. However, he staked out their usual table and set himself down to wait. Soon, his efforts were rewarded.
"Hey, Heero, how was your break?"
He looked up and smiled slightly as Duo pulled out a chair and sat down next to him. "Boring. How was yours?"
"Great! Not long enough though. They never are."
Heero shrugged at that. He had thought that the break was too long, but then he knew other people thought he was a little odd.
"So," Duo said, "got anything you need to work on?"
"Not yet," Heero said. "I just came here to hang out."
The words sounded silly to him, but there was nothing silly about the smile they brought to Duo's face.
~*~*~
The first week of classes passed more or less without incident. When looking back afterwards, Heero would always swear that some higher force was simply trying to lure him into a false sense of security. It worked too. Everything seemed to be going well until late on Thursday night.
~*~*~
"Please?" Relena looked hopefully up at him, batting her eyes slightly.
Heero balked. "I'm not really a party person."
"But it's just this once," Relena wheedled. "Please? I really don't want to go by myself, and Dorothy says that she can't go."
"I'll think about it," Heero said grudgingly, more to get rid of her than anything else.
Relena gushed and thanked him profusely, which left Heero feeling mildly guilty. She obviously assumed that "I'll think about it" meant "Yes." Heero, however, was still leaning towards a negative response. He sighed heavily; women were strange creatures.
"What did she want?" Wufei asked as Heero came back into his room and closed the door.
"She wants me to go to a pre-rush fraternity party with her tomorrow night," he said.
"Why you? If you'll forgive my saying so, you really don't seem the type to be interested in that."
"I don't know," Heero said, picking up a book from his shelf and dropping it on the desk. The loud thump that it made as it landed hardly helped to ease his frustration. "As you say, I'm not the type of person who goes to those things, but she says that she doesn't want to go alone."
Wufei nodded. "Perfectly sensible of her. Women shouldn't go alone to events like that."
"Why not?" Heero asked.
"Well, it's dangerous," Wufei said, looking as though it were obvious. "Just think about it; a woman by herself amongst a bunch of young men, most of whom have been drinking. Sounds like a recipe for trouble to me."
Heero bit his lower lip in concern. He didn't know Relena very well, but he certainly held no ill will towards her. He didn't want anything bad to happen to her.
"Do you really think there's any danger?" he asked.
"There's always some danger," Wufei said. "As to how much, I couldn't say."
Heero chewed on his lip for a moment while he considered his options. Then, making up his mind, he walked down the hall and climbed the stairs to the second floor. Knocking at the door to room 210, he braced himself. "Hi, Relena? I've made up my mind..."
~*~*~
When Friday night came, Heero found himself wishing he hadn't felt the need to be so chivalrous. His head was pounding in time to the loud music, and he couldn't tell if the room was also shaking to the beat, or if he had simply had too much to drink. Probably the latter, he decided hazily, since he had lost track of exactly how much he'd drunk. Relena had spotted several girls from their dorm and abandoned him in favor of their company early on. She was currently standing over with them, giggling noisily. Clearly, she had no need of his presence, and he could leave without feeling guilty.
Stumbling out the door, Heero met with a blast of cold air. In his never ending stupidity, he had neglected to bring a coat with him, and he shivered violently. Once out in the cold, he almost wished for the stuffy environment of the fraternity house.
Heero stumbled along in what he thought was the general direction of the dorms. The sooner he got back and into his nice, warm bed, the happier he would be. Unfortunately, he didn't seem to be getting very far. The world seemed to sway around him, and he felt nauseous. Vaguely, he wondered if it were possible to get motion sick just from walking. He decided it wasn't a good idea to find out, and stopped walking, setting his back to a nearby tree.
He couldn't remember sitting down, but he was certainly seated when a startled, "Heero?" brought him back to awareness. Looking up, he saw Hilde leaning over him.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"I was walking home, but I got motion sick," Heero replied vaguely.
Hilde looked at him searchingly, then turned and called over her shoulder. "Duo! Get over here!"
"What is it?" Duo strolled up, Quatre and an unfamiliar man in tow. When he saw Heero sitting against the tree, his eyes went wide with surprise. "Heero! What are you doing out here?"
"He's drunk," Hilde said simply. "Very drunk, if I'm any judge. Trowa, why don't you have a look at him; you're pre-med."
The unknown young man answered, "Pre-veterinary medicine, you mean. I only study animals."
"Animals, drunk college students, I see very little difference."
Trowa knelt in front of Heero, green eyes studying him carefully from behind an impressive thatch of brown bangs. "Well, Hilde, I'd have to agree with you. He's definitely drunk. However, he doesn't seem to be showing any of the symptoms of alcohol poisoning." To Heero he said, "Go home and sleep it off. You'll hate yourself tomorrow, but you'll be alright."
"He can't go back to the dorms," Duo said. "You can't just show up at the dorms intoxicated. His RA will bust him and send him to Student Judicial Affairs."
"That's only if he gets caught," Hilde said.
"Gee, he'll come stumbling in, too drunk to walk on his own power, and he's not going to get caught. Yeah, that's real likely."
Heero leaned his head against the tree trunk and closed his eyes. Maybe, if he couldn't see the world move, it would stop spinning.
"Why don't we take him home with us," Duo suggested. "Assuming he wants to come, of course. He can sleep on the couch."
"But Duo," Hilde said. "You were going to sleep on the couch, since Trowa's coming over."
"Why don't I go home with Trowa, and Heero can have my bed," Quatre suggested.
"Are you sure?" Hilde asked. "His place is a little out of your way now."
"Nonsense," Quatre said cheerily. "It's a lovely night for a walk, don't you think so Trowa?"
Trowa made an affirmative noise.
"Well, then have a good night, you two," Duo said.
Goodbyes were exchanged, and two sets of footsteps went off down the street. Someone was bending over him, and Heero cracked one eye open to see Duo. "Come on, buddy," he said, taking Heero's arm and putting it around his neck as he hauled the other to his feet. "How does spending the night at my place sound?"
"Okay," Heero mumbled.
~*~*~
"Thank goodness we live on the first floor," Duo panted. "I'd hate to have to climb stairs with him in this state."
"I second that," Hilde said from Heero's other side. Pushing open the door to their apartment, they somehow managed to maneuver the half-unconscious young man through the doorway and into the living room. "Now let's get him into bed, quickly." Seeing Duo's sharp gaze, she added, "Not like that, you sicko!"
Stumbling between the two of them, his head lolling, Heero was truly a pathetic sight. It didn't help much when he raised his head and moaned, "I'm gonna be sick."
"New destination!" Duo said, hastily dragging his charge in the direction of the bathroom.
They barely made it in time, hauling Heero in front of the toilet just as he doubled over and began retching. Duo knelt on the tile floor next to him, rubbing his back soothingly, while Hilde watched with an expression of resigned annoyance on her face.
"What a great way to end the night," she muttered sarcastically.
"Hilde, you go to bed," Duo said. "I'll take care of things from here on out."
"Sounds fine to me," Hilde said, and she turned and retreated to her room.
Heero, who had finished throwing up for the moment, pitched sideways and slumped against Duo.
"How you doing there, buddy?" Duo asked, concerned.
"I feel like crap," he muttered.
"I'm not surprised," Duo said. "Think you're done barfing for now?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, then let's get you to bed." Standing up, Duo once again found himself hauling Heero's inert body through the hall. He somehow managed to get the door to his room open, dragging Heero inside and over to Quatre's bed. Getting the other young man actually into the bed was more difficult, but after several moments and a few feeble attempts on Heero's part, he managed it.
"Go to sleep," he said gently, running a hand through Heero's hair. Heero rolled onto his side and mumbled an inaudible response.
Duo lingered by the bed, running gentle hands over Heero's hair until he was sure his companion was asleep. Even then, he stayed, feeling strangely tender. "You sure know how to get yourself into messes, don't you?" he murmured to his sleeping friend. Leaning down, he brushed a soft kiss over Heero's forehead. The other didn't so much as stir.
Sighing, Duo padded across the room to his own bed and prepared to settle down for the night.
~*~*~
The next morning when Heero woke up, he wished he hadn't. The nausea from the previous night hadn't faded, his head was still pounding, and his mouth felt like something that had been left at the back of the fridge for way too long.
"What the hell did I do?" he moaned.
"You acted like an idiot," Duo's voice answered.
Heero cracked one eyelid open to find himself in Duo and Quatre's bedroom, a place he had only been in once before when Duo had asked him to find a book for him. Duo himself was sitting in a folding chair nearby. Quatre was nowhere in sight.
"What happened?" he croaked, resisting the urge to stick his head under the pillow and hide from the light of day, which seemed inordinately bright that morning.
"You went and got yourself smashed," Duo answered, looking half sympathetic, half amused. "I don't know when or where, but we found you last night as we were walking home from a movie."
"I went to a frat party," Heero said. "Relena asked me to go, and Wufei said it wasn't safe to let her go alone."
Duo frown. "We didn't see her when we found you."
"She hooked up with a bunch of girls at the party."
"Ah," Duo said, smirking. "Well, that'll teach you to play the chivalrous male."
Heero mustered up as much of a glare as he could manage in his current state. "You think this is funny? You have no idea what I feel like right now."
Duo's smirk only grew. "Au contraire, my friend. You aren't the only one who has experimented with fraternity parties. I went to quiet a few of them my freshman year before I decided that if you didn't want to drink, they were really pretty boring. I know exactly what you're going through, and that's why I brought you this."
So saying, he reached over to the small desk next to him and produced a glass of water and two aspirin tablets.
Mere words could not describe Heero's gratitude, but he tried anyway. "Thanks."
"No problem," Duo said.
~*~*~
"Where the hell were you?" Wufei asked as Heero dragged himself through the door. "You didn't come back last night."
"I spent the night over at Duo's place," Heero answered.
"Relena said that you enjoyed yourself a little too much at the party."
"I didn't enjoy myself at all!" Heero snarled. His headache still lingered, and he felt extremely irritable.
Wufei eyed him, opened his mouth to chastise him for drinking too much, then thought better of it and snapped his mouth shut.
"So," Heero asked, "what did you do last night?"
"I plotted my revenge against that evil woman."
"Who, Dorothy? What are you going to do?"
A rather creepy smile spread across Wufei's face. "You'll see."
Tbc
Note: While I have not yet attended such a party myself, I draw my information from my roommate, who is in a sorority, and is therefore obligated to attend some such parties.