Miss Cupid: Chapter 6

Author: Freya

Disclaimer: Heero, Duo, Relena, and all those other sexy peoples are belong to Bandai.... and every other thing I really don't feel like listing.

Setting: A random places somewhere in the U S of A.

Warnings: A/U, Shounen-ai, 1x2x1 fluff, probably OOC (it's A/U, expect no less) and attempt at humor.

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"Duo, talk to me," Heero said in a some-what apologetic voice. "Please talk to me?"

Duo abruptly 'hurumphed'. This was beyond insulting his minor problem with motion sickness. Father Maxwell drove faster then Heero was letting Bob drive. Hell, he wasn't the only one who noticed that either. Cars from behind them swerved past them, honked at them, and jeered at them. The braided boy was pretty damn embarrassed to say the least.

"Why should I?" Duo sneered, especially after one chunky lady drove by whilst flipping them all off. "You might as well just take the whole god damn night just to drive me the hell home. This sucks!"

Heero gulped then sighed. No one could stand to see a pouty Duo for very long. "Drive faster, Bob."

"Dude, I thought you'd, like, never ask," said his driver in surfer-boy accent. Bob floored it!

"Woooo, this is more like it," Duo said happily with that angelic smile of his once again surfacing to greet the world. "Even though Nataku was much more hell-cat when it came to the road."

"Want me to go faster, Moon-dude?" Bob was about to turbo charge the car, but Heero stopped him just in time. It was his precious black Benz Odin bought him for his fifteenth birthday at stake here. He didn't want Bob crashing it into anything, nor did he want Duo making sick inside of it. He earned a few comments about what a pansy he was from both his date and his driver. Neither one of them had any say in it though. This was his car damn it! If anyone throws up or has a freak accident in it, it's him.

"Moon-dude?" Duo inquired. What Bob said before began to register to Duo once he stopped teasing Heero. Well, his t-shirt did have the Mooninites on it. He thought of a better name though. "Not Moon-dude. Call me Moony." Duo had a devious smile on his face that told you he was thinking of something good.

"Is there much of a difference?" Heero just had to ask.

The amethyst eyes sparkled in amusement. Especially the part where he so randomly laid down, resting his head on Heero's thighs. Teasing his date did wonders for his entertainment. "Sure their is.... Padfoot."

It took a minute, but once Heero finally got the joke it became one of the funniest things he's heard all night. Yeah, sure, first they were Anthy and Utena, now they're Sirius and Remus. Pretty soon they were gonna be like Sakura and Tomoyo, Shuichi and Yuki, Adam and Steve, Beavis and Butthead... Well okay, there was no way in hell Beavis and Butthead were romantically involved, but they 'were' a dynamic duo to the bitter end.

"Yo, dudes, where am I takin' ya?"

Duo thought about that for a minute, then it struck him but good. He knew where he want to go, he knew. Heero noted that frantic look on Duo's face too. He had a feeling that this was going to be very... interesting.

"Bowling!"

Heero sunk back into his seat trying to hide how suddenly terrified he was. He sucked ass at bowling.

"You mean, like, the bowling alley that's, like, by the roller skating place?" Bob asked taking a sharp turn. Duo braced himself a bit and sat up. When Heero saw that action his stomach did a sudden back flip.

"Damn it, Bob! Slow down!"

"Heero... " Duo was looking a bit green to Heero. He knew he shouldn't have told Bob to go faster, and now his overly cute date and his precious car was going to be a major mess.

Duo began to retch in Heero's direction, and the stoic jock began to panic.

"Shit, BOB, PULL OVER!!" Heero never felt like so much of a wuss in his entire life, but he hated vomit with a passion. So much, he could be legally deemed an emetophobe. He was pissed when he spotted his idiot driver laughing. "You're just begging to get fired."

"Relax, Moony's fakin' it." Heero turned toward Duo who flashed him a peace sign and stuck out his tongue. Of all the.... if anyone said that Heero was both enraged and embarrassed, both would be the understatement of the year.

The fact that Duo and Bob were both laughing directly at him cased him to temporarily snap. His right hand shot out, firmly fisted a chunk of Duo's shirt, and shoved him backward into the car door. That was Bob's cue to hit the breaks. Coincidentally it was on a red light, but still. Heero's left hand was fisted, shaking, while poised right about Duo's head. "You'd better NEVER fu... " Heero froze.

Duo just stared up at Heero, not making a single move to defend himself. 'Is he mad?' Heero thought to himself. The more he stared down at Duo, the more those violet colored orbs asked him, 'you gonna do it, or what?' It was crazy to say the least.

Heero was brought back to his senses once Bob began to ride on green, and he could finally see past his anger. It was only a harmless joke, he didn't have to go ballistic on Duo. The braided boy wasn't even going to defend himself. What kind of man would Heero be if he threw a fist at someone defenseless? Especially if it was for a reason that got stupider and stupider by the second. He let go of Duo's shirt and fell back on the seat roughly. "I... shimatta.... bakayarou... "

The punk's eyes fell shut and shot open as he listened to the way Heero was speaking. He was bombarding himself with insults in a language that Duo couldn't identify to save his life. Well, by the tone of it that's how Heero was sounding.

"Heh, what language is that?" Duo managed to squeak out.

"Nihongo," Heero responded in monotone. Duo never heard of it.

"Uh... and what country do people speak that language?" Duo was only trying to lighten the mood by changing the subject. Obviously, Heero wasn't about to let that go any time soon.

Heero muttered something that Duo didn't quite catch. "Pardon?"

The boy flinched when Heero's head shot up. He thought the prussian eyed teen was going to attempt to strike at him again. Instead, Heero reached his arm out and pulled Duo into an awkward hug. With his breath hitched, the long haired one reluctantly returned the embrace and rested his head on Yuy's shoulder. At least his date wasn't attacking him any longer.

Heero began to gently breathe out more foreign words in his partner's ear. 'Nihango.' Duo thought. 'They sure don't teach that at our school.' "Gomen'nasai," Duo recognized that one already. Well, he didn't know what the hell it meant, but Heero had said it at least ten times. "Onegai-shimasu.... forgive my stupidity."

Well, for finally saying something in English, Duo snuggled soundly into Heero's shoulder and tightened the embrace a bit. "On one condition, buddy."

The rich boy's tense body relaxed itself ten fold. Duo could practically sense the relieved smile on Heero Yuy's face.

"Anything... "

"Tell me, what country that language you were just speaking comes from so I can remind myself to eventually learn it."

That got his attention. Heero let out a bit of a throaty chuckle. He never got a chance to say, since Bob decided now was a good time to chip in his two cents.

"Uh, dudes, I've been parked here for, like, five minutes. Listening to you two kiss and make up any longer's gonna, like, have to cost extra, kay?"

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"Yikes! Fifth gutter ball in a row," Duo said as a fuming Heero stomped his way back up to were Duo was keeping score. "And you call yourself a jock?"

Heero stood in front of the bowling ball return, snorting and shaking his head at Duo's comment. "No, I don't. I just dress like one."

"Why?" Duo just had to ask.

"I don't know. Why did you dress like a punk rocker? A female punk rocker even."

Duo grabbed his own bowling ball from the ball return, purposely brushing his arm slowly across Heero's while he did so. "One, because these are Hilde's clothes, not mine. Two, because I'm gay. Three, because you like it." So to spite his uptight... not-really boyfriend, he stuck his tongue out at Heero then bowled a strike just to rub it in. Heero couldn't believe Duo. That braided monster bowled three strikes in a row, and the best he got down was eight pins... resulting in 7-10 split of all things.

"This sucks," Heero muttered under his breath. The game ended about an hour later, and Duo having whopped Heero by about eighty-six points made him very happy. Needless to say, Heero really wanted to do something else.

"You're just lucky this place is cheap." Heero whispered to Duo and took his hand. The place wasn't really packed, so he wasn't hesitant to show his affection toward his momentarily self-absorbed other. Not to mention Duo picked out the type of bowling alley that had the nifty black lights and played unnecessarily loud music as well. No one would spare them a second glance. Hell, with that hair and those clothes, he doubted people from afar would even be able to tell that Duo was a guy. And they picked the isolated corner of the alley, so they were pretty much far away from everyone. It made them safe from filthy looks or crude remarks. He took Duo's other hand, just to take this opportunity a bit farther.

"What?" Duo began feeling a bit uncomfortable with the way Heero was looking at him. Those eyes, those warm blue eyes, they tore right into him. He could see his face's reflection in them, and that alone was enough to make his face flush right down to his shoulders. His not-so-steady breath was suddenly caught in his throat, and he began trembling horribly. No one ever looked at him like this before, and he wondered briefly what kind of vibes he was giving Heero.

He wanted to know what was on Heero's mind.

What was he thinking?

Why was he suddenly acting this way?

God, those eyes.

That face.

That body.

That Heero... Duo was taken by all of it.

He wanted Heero so bad that it was beginning to hurt. The fact that he was living one of his dreams felt... was... almost... impossible.

If this wasn't another one of his dreams that is.

"You're glowing," Heero suddenly said, and it caused Duo to snap out of his trance. "Your shirt is glowing." It was the effects of the black light was making the Mooninites glow.

Duo blinked, took a step back, and turned away, all very quickly. "O-oh, it is!" He let out a nervous laugh, and his stomach had a cramp from hell in it. Butterflies people called them? No, he felt like someone'd just used his innards as a punching bag. He felt so shook up... vulnerable. Heero made him weak in the knees.

"Are you scared, Duo?" Heero tried to rest his hand upon Duo's shoulder, but that access was firmly denied.

"Who's scared?" Duo risked usage of his voice which betrayed him up and down when it came out. His voice cracked three times with each syllable.

The Japanese boy didn't know what to say to his buddy. Looking down at his watch, he confirmed the fact that him and Duo had knew each other for a total of almost four hours. So little time, and he felt as if leaving his braided one was no better then committing a sin. He wanted this violet eyed youth for his own. There was no denying it. Duo had such a hold on him right now. An inexplicable bond was placed between them the moment their eyes met one another. And this whole explanation is becoming so freakin sappy it's driving us all crazy.

"No kidding," Heero muttered.

"What was that?" Duo said, feeling the tension in the air begin to thin. "Did you say something?"

"No." Heero reluctantly grabbed Duo's hand and planted a small kiss on his cheek. "Let's get out of here already. This place is about to close anyway," he requested of Duo, yet his reddened face pointed toward the wall. He kissed Duo... sort of. He couldn't look at that spunky teen now until his affection was either accepted or his ear was chewed off. All he could do now was hope it wouldn't be the latter.

Duo touched the slightly wet spot on his cheek and stared, just stared at the back of Heero's head.

That's what Heero was thinking.

Heero wanted to kiss him.

Heero.... liked him?

Duo shook that thought off. The heavier this got, the less he wanted to chance anything... so he didn't dare ask... or even think. He tightened his hold on Heero's hand and stood beside him. This was purely the sappiest moment he had ever experienced in his entire life. It both sucked and felt good.

"Last one to the door is a rotten egg." Duo pecked Heero's ear and ran up to the front door.

'Just how long till we're standing at the alter?' Heero thought to himself. Just how long...

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TBC

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A/N: Damn, I wanted to get this in sooner but 's been bitching off on me -kicks it- How's THAT for shounen-ai fluff? :) Fluff! When I see Heero and Duo together, they just scream cuteness. So do Quatre and Trowa =D One can never have too much fluffy yaoi (or smutty yaoi... if only allowed it -growls-) I just had to add a Moony and Padfoot reference, didn't I? (I luff Harry Potter ;) ) I'm a fan of too many things for my own good. GW reins supreme at the moment, my bunnies aren't going anywhere. I won't let them! -shnugs them-

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Angel Reid- Bob is god... whoever he my be :)

inthefire2002- You know, so can I XD;;; And I also go crazy over Bob's name, so I had to. And the Mooninites rule! "Bow down to your digital ruler!" "We smoke while we flip the bird." Damn CN for only playing it on Sunday now ;.;

sophisticatedshoes- Most guys at my school dress like that so I know how it feels. It looks good on Heero... but not on them ;)

Skarlet Red- I know. I'm just trying my best to avoid the F-bomb. I've said all the other words at least once in this.

Kitty Kat 0303 - There's my update. Glad you're enjoying =D

Hikaru- Of course it's gonna stay 1x2. If it says 1x2 on the front, that's exactly what it is and exactly what it stays ;) It's my favorite too after all!

Inuyasha-Luv-Kagome- Bob!! Nataku rules!! And so do the Mooninites!! Yeah!!! Hey, that had three exclamation points XXXD Yeah, I'm way too easily amused.

Ink2- It'll seem long because that's what this whole fic is about. One big date the Yuy and his braided god go on =)

Dark Kaizer Ken-Wolf- Yaaay! Thanks :)

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Final Note: Mary had a little lamb, her father shot it dead. Now it follows her to school between two slices of bread XD

Also, this fic plans to be anywhere from 8 to 12 chapters long. If I can get over a hundred reviews by the end, I am so sequaling it. Later -flies away-