Chapter 7

(Normal POV)

About two weeks later, Erishi had finally decided to take her revenge on Trowa and the other boys for all the things they had ever done to her. Early one morning, she took all the boys' hair products, went into the front yard, and made a bon fire with them. Heero woke up to the acrid smell, and went downstairs. He looked out of the front window to see Erishi dancing around the fire, wearing one of his shirts, and a pair of black silk boxers. He turned around, walked back upstairs, shook Duo awake, dragged him downstairs, and shoved his face up to the window.

"Do you see what I see?" he asked. Duo nodded.

"I think. I'm not sure I want to see it though." Duo said. Trowa stumbled down the stairs.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"Erishi has a bon fire going in the front yard, and she's wearing one of Heero's shirts, and she's wearing a pair of strange black silk boxers." Duo replied. Trowa's one visible eye widened. He looked out the window, and then looked visibly relieved. Trowa went upstairs, came back down, and was being followed by two very disgruntled Gundam pilots.

"What do you want Trowa?" Quatre asked; his voice was still heavy with sleep. Wufei was glaring at everyone he could with only one eye open.

"Look out the window." Trowa said. They did, and then turned and looked at Heero.

"How did she get your shirt, and whose boxers are those?" Wufei asked. Heero shrugged.

"We don't know either answer." He replied. Quatre shook his head, turned, and stumbled sleepily towards the kitchen to make coffee.

"Make mine a double sugar Q-man!" Duo called. Sukie stumbled down the stairs.

"Whassall the noise about?" she slurred. She looked out the window, which she noticed that everyone was so interested in doing, and got a maniacal grin on her face. She ran upstairs, and then came running back down wearing a shirt and a pair of shorts, her cast on her arm contrasting with her clothes. She went to the door and opened it. "Hey Erishi! How'd you get the fire started?" she called.

"Heero's mousse! It's really flammable." Erishi called back as Sukie walked outside. Heero had just gotten his cup of coffee.

"Mousse? I don't use….MY MOUSSE?!" he screamed, dropping the cup of coffee. Rufus was just coming down the stairs.

"Hey! You stained the carpet! I just dry-cleaned it yesterday!" he cried in dismay. Then he looked out the window. "You know, I just now noticed that they both have really nice legs." He commented. Quatre looked up from his cup of coffee.

"Sukie is mine." He said flatly.

"All I said was that they have really nice legs." Rufus said.

"And all I said was that Sukie is mine. The psycho ward can have Erishi, but Sukie is mine." Quatre replied. Rufus shrugged and looked out the window again.

"Hey, those boxers look really familiar." He said, and pushed the window up. "Hey Erishi, are those Milliardo's boxers?" he called. Erishi grinned.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" she called.

"I was an assistant to Mr. Peacecraft for about two years." He called back. "Wait a minute, were you the one who gagged and hog-tied Miss Noin and threw her in a trash can?"

"Yeah!" she called.

"Then if you did that, then you must've been the one…" Rufus was saying.

"That's enough Rufus!" she screamed. Sukie looked at her.

"So, how did you get the boxers?" Sukie asked, grinning.

"Personal mission." Erishi replied and grinned. All of sudden from inside, they heard a loud yell.

"Where is my Sir Shine-A-Lot?!" Wufei cried. Erishi burst out laughing. Sukie grinned.

"Is that how you've kept the fire going?" she asked. Erishi nodded.

"That and Duo's hair ties." She replied. Sukie got a look of horror on her face, and her hand flew up to her ponytail, and her hair tie.

"Did you use mine?" she asked nervously.

"Well, you did make that crack about 'what kind of pet'." Erishi replied. Her partner groaned in exasperation.

"You hold grudges for too long Erishi. That was two weeks ago!"

"I decapitated a guy after two years. That's a grudge. I just haven't forgiven you yet." Erishi said.

Back inside, Trowa had decided to go back to bed. Quatre would've gone back to bed, but having already drunk a cup of coffee, he knew he would never be able to get back to sleep. He silently sat watching the love of his life dance around the bon fire with Erishi. He smiled.

(Sukie's POV)

As I danced around the fire, I glanced towards the window again. I noticed all the guys, except Trowa, were watching Erishi and me. I grinned slightly at the idea that formed in my head. I knew the shirt I was wearing would ride up if I raised my arms all the way over my head. Yet again, I had to thank OZ. If it weren't for them, I would never have developed my gymnastics abilities. I slowly bent over backwards; placed the palms of my hands on the ground behind me and let my shirt ride up. I tried to ignore the pain that was shooting through my broken arm. I looked over at the window and smiled in satisfaction. All of them were entranced by what I was doing. Well, the three of them, because Duo and Heero were making out behind Wufei and Quatre. Slowly and carefully I lifted one leg up and pushed off of the ground with the other one. I landed gracefully on the leg I had lifted, doing a perfect walkover. Erishi gave me thumbs up and went back to tending the fire.