Hello! Updated again! I think this story requires me to write and post in bulk....

Dedication Time! As the last chapter was dedicated to Pine-Apple 01 THIS chapter is dedicated to Loverwren who specifically requested for me to send an email as soon as I updated, and I did. Then I received a review not too long after. So thank you! Here is another update and this chapter is dedicated to you, Loverwren!

Hope you people enjoy more of my madness. And it has just come to my attention that I have an unusual way of depicting certain characters, so... OOC Heero and probably the other pilots too.

'words'-Heero's thoughts

Chapter Six – And maybe an entry (Nope not an entry. Sorry)

Heero awake with a start. He quickly looked around trying to discern what had awoken him. The water was freezing, yes, but that was the way he liked it. He slowly swam up and climbed out of the tub, better know as a small pool. 'I don't remember leaving that bathroom door open...' Heero silently crept out of the bathroom and cautiously entered the bedroom, nope nothing was different. The balcony checked out too. He was about to check the living room, when his laptop beeped at him. He would have jumped if he wasn't so stern and in control of himself. He instinctively knew that no one else was in his suite and that no one had been since last night when that maid was serving him his dinner. And sure enough the plates were still on the table.

His internal clock told him that it was a little bit before dawn. Wondering who would have emailed him at this hour he went over and sat down at the small desk where his laptop was beeping insistently at him. He booted it up, disabled all his insurance devices, typed in all his passwords, making a mental note to change them because Duo had apparently cracked them again. As he found out when he opened his email account. The email was from Duo, obviously, saying they, meaning him and Wufei, would be there at about noon. 'Ha! So he's bugging Wu and not me. Good. Though I do kinda feel bad for Fei. If Duo is bored enough to be on his laptop and cracking my passwords just to annoy me, he must have done something not nice to Wufie.

'Well at least I have something to do today, now. I wonder if Duo knows how much I enjoy this game we play. Knowing him, he probably does.' Standing up and stretching, Heero noticed he wasn't wearing any clothes when he glimpsed his reflection in the mirror hanging over the low dresser. 'You know, I am starting to think this room was designed for one of Kat's sisters. I mean the whole color scheme, and the tasteful combination of frills and lace. It is almost feminine but with just enough neutrality to be passable for both sexes.

' I wonder how the others would react to seeing me walk around in nothing...Let's see Duo would either stare unabashedly, making dirty remarks or blush bright red and yell at me. Quatre would most defiantly blush and say I was being indecent. Trowa would just shrug, not paying any attention to me. Wufei would... you know I don't think he would be bothered much. It's not like he hasn't seen it before. He would probably just watch, most likely with a smile on his face.

'And everyone thinks that Wuwu is very conservative. If only they knew. Not to mention that they think he is as straight as an arrow. Well the last time I checked, arrows were straight and not curved. That was a rather entertaining night...He is...creative. Apparently he enjoys both sexes equally. What I would give to see Duo's face if he found out.'

And once again as Heero's thoughts took him for a ride he located the bag with all his "personal" items in it. Coincidently it was the one that had held his laptop. 'Now should I wear my green tank top, or perhaps my green tank top, and then there is the always fashionable green tank top. You know, I think I need to go shopping for some new clothes. Or I could always scare the shit out of them and wear my old clothes. I can just imagine their reactions to seeing me in a biyane and a band. Oh, that would be good.'

In the end Heero pulled out a loose white turtle neck that was frosted in a pale blue. With that he wore his nice tight dark blue jeans, and for once not his tacky yellow sneakers, but a pair of midnight blue combat boots. Yes, I said midnight blue. This is my story and if I want him in midnight blue combat boots then he will be in midnight blue combat boots. So there. Note there is no mention of underwear in there. I firmly believe that he can not wear those spandex shorts and wear underwear with them. There are no lines! If he did wear undergarments there would be lines! Continuing...

Before he even started to dress he applied the cream to all of his markings, tattoos, 'J would freak if he saw those. "They stand out to much" is what he would say; funny that he would be worried about a few tattoos, when everything else about me attracts far more attention. Blend, yeah, sure.' and his scales. He then dug out one of his collars, even if he did put an illusion spell over both his gills and collar, then at least if it wore off his gills would be somewhat hidden. He chose a nice dull silver one with a light blue metallic sheen to it. Even if no one was going to see it he still wanted to match. And gee, what do you think his favorite color is? If you said green you're wrong.

Once the collar was on and the cream applied, he begun the painful process of "reabsorbing" his tail and ears. Funny how it didn't hurt when he "unabsorbed" them, it was more like relieving an itch one couldn't quite get at. 'At least it doesn't hurt when they are already absorbed.' Not the process of them being absorbed mind you, but having them being absorbed if that makes any sense. After that ordeal was complete he placed the illusion spells on his hair, eyes, gills, and collar. He also placed a no grow spell on his claws and fangs, and reapplied the one on his hair.

After all that, he was finally able to get dressed, but one matter still needed to be attended to. 'What am I going to do about my tongue? Wait, there is that one trick Sire taught me. I wonder if I can still do it...' He then concentrated and pulled up the loose piece of flesh that covers the tongue and keeps the slit whole when eating. He then proceeded to hook that bit of flesh over his tongue and placed a "stay put" spell on his tongue. 'Oh, but am I ever thankful to Mother for that one. She did always have all those nice and handy spells. I am very glad she insisted on teaching them to me.'

Now that he was ready for the day, he sat back down at the desk and begun fixing everything Duo had messed with, and changing all his pass words. His whole morning ordeal had only taken about ten minutes.

And there is the next chapter. I would write more but my mom is bugging me and saying I have to go do all my chores or I can't go over to my friend's house later today. It doesn't help much that her back hurts too much for her to be able to move around a lot. So I have to go now. Bye! Hope you enjoyed!