Chapter Seven

Wufei stood in the doorway of his room mentally checking things off to make sure that he had picked everything up. He had already packed and unpacked his bag three times to be certain, then he had went through it once he was sure that he had put everything in. He could hear Duo shouting him, telling him that he had two minutes before they were leaving. He stood up and took a deep breath. This was it. This was the decider. He opened the door and made his way down the stairs.

Quatre was standing at the bottom with his dress and other garments slung over his shoulder in a pack. Heero was still in the kitchen trying in vain to iron the crease out of the back of his dress. Trowa was already outside waiting on the others and Duo was brushing now brushing his teeth at the kitchen sink. Wufei gave them all a backward glance as he walked out the door.

Soon enough they were all standing outside.

" Who's driving?" asked Trowa.

" Well I'm not." Replied Duo.

" We want to get there in one piece. We wouldn't have let you drive anyway!" shouted Quatre.

" What's wrong with you?!" snapped Duo. " You're not driving, that's for sure!"

" I'll drive for God sake." Said Heero. He grabbed the keys from Duo and opened the door. He opened the boot and threw his stuff in, then he opened the drivers door and stepped in. " Get in." he growled while staring straight ahead.

All this time Wufei said nothing.

Heero sat in the seat fixing his hair in the mirror.

" What are you doing?!" yelled Quatre. " You can do your hair when we get there! The more time we spend here, the less time we have to get changed!"

" Shut it. It doesn't start for another three hours. You want to drive or something?"

" No, I just..."

" No nothing. We'll get there in plenty of time."

Heero glared. Quatre huffed. Trowa sighed. Duo kept quiet and Wufei smirked. If they were going at each other like this already, what was it going to be like when they go there? He had a rough idea and it made his smile even broader...

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" There's a lot of girls here, more than I expected." Said Duo as he watched a hoard of made-up girls' walk by. " And they are not all as unfortunate as I hoped they would be."

" You mean they aren't all as unfortunate as you." Stabbed Quatre.

" Shut it you blonde wench! That's not what I meant and you know it! I wasn't even talking to you! Tell him Heero!"

Heero ignored the both of them. " There's the list of competitors over there." He said to Trowa.

Trowa nodded. " We should sign in first."

Duo and Quatre stopped arguing for a moment before they started fighting with each other over who could get to the sign in desk first.

" Let go of my hair you sadistic fuck!" screeched Duo as Quatre pulled him back.

" Then get out of my way!"

" Never! That's why I'm 02 and you're 04! I'm before you! I'm even before you in the show! Now move it!" he poked Quatre in the neck, subsequently making him squeal and fall to one side. Duo barged by him and threw himself at the man behind the table. " I'm here for the contest, competitor."

The man raised an eyebrow. Duo saw it.

" Hey! What's with the look?! I'll make you raise more than that in a minute if you don't hurry up! Duo Maxwell!"

He sighed and crossed of Duo's name on the piece of paper that was infront of him. " Corridor to the left, first room on the right."

Duo grabbed his tag and stormed off, his PMS levels reaching an all time high.

Quatre was next. " Q. Winner please." He said politely in a now calm voice.

" We need your first name Miss."

Quatre bit his lip. " First name? Oh, um..." he desperately wracked his mind for a girls name starting with Q. " Uh... Quenelle? Yeah, Quenelle Winner." He smiled weakly as the man handed him his tag.

Soon all five were in the make-up room, squeezing into their costumes and applying layers of cosmetics. Trowa was now a Tracey, Heero was now a Hana and Wufei was now a Wendy.

" You checked the list yet?" said Wufei casually as he sat infront of the mirror with a hair straightener.

" No." replied Quatre while applying mascara. " We signed in first. I should go now."

" Can you check it for me?" asked Duo from behind a changing screen.

" Go to hell! You can do it yourself!"

" Aww, come on. You're going anyway..."

" And your point is? I'm going for no one but myself. You want to find out you can go yourself!"

Duo pouted a little and pulled his top back on. " You coming Heero?"

Heero stood up from where he had been sitting putting on lipstick. " Sure."

" What about you two."

" I know who's where..." said Wufei. " Go find out for yourself. You can check out the competition while you're at it."

" Wait on me." Said Trowa.

Wufei couldn't believe how easy it had been to get them all to disappear. And they had left all of their stuff as well! The second they were out the door he fell upon their bags before he vanished into a cubical.

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Duo was raging. " R. Darlin? R. Darlin?!? What the fuck?!? Who set this up?!? In all the colonies, in all Earth, she has to be here, entering the same contest as us!" He spun round wildly and glared at the other three. " Heero! Do you know anything about this, because if you do..."

" Hey back off! You think I'm thrilled that she's here?!"

" Shit, she isn't the only one...," said Quatre melodramatically " there's a D. Catalonia up here too. See?" he pointed at the name under Relena's.

" Shit! Fuck shit! Buggerdy fuck (A/N: - copyright of Clan Invincible.) Fuck sticks! (So is that.) How is this possible?!"

" I don't know what you're so worried about." Said Heero. " It's Relena and Dorothy for Christ sake. Not exactly competition when you think about it..."

" This is conspiracy!" declared Duo as he stood in a pose. " Someone knew about this and neglected to tell us!"

" It's just a coincidence Duo, that's all." Said Trowa.

" Sounds like something a conspirator would say!" he pointed at the uni- banged girl. He was about to say more when a door opened and someone shouted something that sounded like ' Shut the hell up' was heard. " This competition is rigged" he declared again, ignoring the shouts.

Then he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He turned quickly round, ready to give whoever it was a row.

Blue eyes, straw brown hair, HUGE earrings, an unnatural white set of teeth and the most vile set of rags he had ever seen. Relena.

" Excuse me, will you keep it down?"

Heero cowered behind Trowa, seeing as he was the nearest and tallest. Anything to get him out of Relena's sight.

" Keep it down?! Fuck off! I'm entitled to a rant as much as the next person! Go and preach somewhere else!"

" Excuse me?!" Relena's face darkened. " Rant where you can't be heard please!"

Duo couldn't help but gape at what she was wearing. Revealing was an understatement. The scant piece of pea-green cloth that doubled up as a dress barely reached the end of her thighs and was cut off half way down the chest. It was when he realised he was craning his neck to shout at her face did he notice the six inch heels that she was wearing.

" Did you hear me?!"

" Yes, seeing as you're screeching in my ear you blonde twat!"

" Twat?! You are so damned rude! Who do you think you are?!"

" You think I'm rude?! You should meet my girlfriend!"

" Well that would explain everything! Girlfriend!"

Duo clenched his fists, though the temptation to punch Relena in the face was as tempting as it had always been he decided not to. " Get out of here before I give you a good fuck, you tight little virgin!"

Relena's face fell.

" Not got anything to say now have you?!"

" Not to anyone as rude as you." She turned her back and walked away, forcing Duo turn back to the others to avoid the sight of Relena's ass in a tight dress.

" Where was I? Oh yeah, conspiracy..."

Quatre was amazed. " Duo, that was Relena..."

" Yeah, I know. Stupid bitch. That's just what she was like when Heero told her he was gay. That right?"

" Leave me out of this." He replied, still behind Trowa.

" Went nuts, started going on about how 'wrong' it was. Jealous cow, she just can't handle it! Anyway, now that that unpleasantness is behind us, and we know who's where we should get back. Wufei's probably stabbed his eye out with the pencil or something..."

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Wufei was fully ready when they got back. " What took you so long?"

" We ran into one of the less fortunate competitors." Replied Quatre. " Relena to be precise."

" Relena? My!" he was quite pleased at his performance. " What did you do?"

" Duo went nuts at her, told her to fuck off basically."

" Good for him!"

" Anyone seen my bag?" asked Heero. " It was here when I left."

" Oh, it's over here. I had to borrow your foundation. I forgot mine." He couldn't believe that they were all playing straight into his 'trap'...

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