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They all immediately spun, reaching for weapons that weren't there, only to find Mai standing in front of them, with Heero a few feet behind her, looking frustrated.

"I'm afraid my brother won't tell me who you are." She said, apologetically, before glaring at Heero, who met her glare with one of his own.

"My name is Quatre Raberba Winner, and it's a pleasure to meet you." Said Quatre, ever the diplomat. It was actually a good thing he had intervened, as the temperature had suddenly dropped several digrees.

Mental Note. Duo mused, Ice glares run in their family.

Skipping over to her he grabbed her hand and shook it vigorously while saying, "Duo Maxwell, at your service. I run, I hide, but I never tell a lie."

"It's nice to meet you." Said Mai with a smile. Heero was still glowering.

"What's wrong with Yuy?" asked Wufei.

"Who?" asked Mai, confusion crossing her face.

"He means me." Spoke up Heero. "Heero Yuy was my code name during the war."

"Well, that explains a lot . . ." she said, before doing a complete emotion change and starting to bounce up down on the balls of her feet while saying, "Why don't you all come to my house? I'd really like to know more about you, yep." She said, nodding to herself and, turning, she skipped down the street.

Wufei stared after her, mouth open slightly. "When did we agree to go to her house?" he croaked.

Heero smirked. "Somewhere between 'more about you' and 'yep'."

"She seems nice enough." Said Quatre in an odd tone.

Heero looked at him, eyebrows raised.

"She walks strangely." Trowa said quietly.

Heero looked amused. "No, she walks like a dancer, which she was for four years."

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Duo asked cheerfully. "And Hee-chan," he whispered as he passed him,

"You have a lot of explaining to do."

Heero just gave him an amused look and walked after the girl now identified as his sister.

A little ways down the street they found two cars waiting for them.

"Why two?" asked Quatre.

"'Cause I made 'bro race with me!" responded Mai, jumping into the blue car on the right.

"Um, to race, don't you have to go over the speed limit?" asked Quatre tentatively.

Heero, at his words, immediately began shaking his head and making motions to tell him not to speak. It

was to late, however. The damage had been done.

Mai looked at him slyly out of the corner of her eye. "Well, why don't we find out?" she asked, a wicked

little grin on her face.

"Heero, I challenge you to a race. Four times 'round Mulberry, and then twice around Crab, and then home.

And if you don't put your all into it . . ." she left the last part hanging, but what ever she was going to say

Must have been pretty bad because Heero glared and nodded.

Mai abruptly grinned happily, hopped in her car, and put a CD in the player. "C'mon, everybody in a car!"

Duo automatically moved to where Heero was putting a CD in himself.

"You, blondie! Over here! You to, stuck up!" Quatre looked startled but got into the backseat of her car,

Trowa following, of course. They had been practically inseparable since they had gotten together the

summer before.

Wufei just glared at her, and began moving towards Heero's car.

SCREECH!

To the G-pilots (minus Heero, who had begun banging his head on the steering wheel) shock, she had

actually jerked the steering wheel so that she was right in front of Wufei, between him and Heero's car.

Maybe, oh, two inches in front of him.

Wufei had dropped back in a fighter's crouch (instincts, you know . . .), and now looked like he would very

gladly kill her.

"I said, get in the car!" that same cheerful note was in her voice as she spoke.

Duo was suddenly very, very glad he had gotten in Heero's car.

"I don't want to onna!" Wufei practically yelled, and began to move towards Heero again.

SCREECH!

Once more, Wufei was in a fighter's stance, Mai was grinning, Duo was gaping, and Quatre had been thrown into Trowa's lap.

Finally Heero stopped banging his head and said. "You might as well just get in, Wufei. There's no way you'll be getting into this car within the next decade, now."

Wufei stared at him as if he had just said that he should dress up in a clown suit, and bow down to women complimenting their intelligence and fighting abilities for the rest of his life. (Interesting picture, no . . .?)

Heero looked right back at him for a few long moments before sighing, and straitening up.

"05! In the car, now!" he barked. Automatically all four of them stiffened, and Wufei jumped in the car, buckling up and saying, "Roger that, 01." Before they all realized that the war was over, and began glaring at Heero so hard anyone else would have run off screaming and ended up in a nut house.

In other words, Heero was unaffected.

"Yippee!" shouted Mai, oblivious to their looks, before pressing play on the CD player and taking off, Heero not far behind.

"DO YA LIKE THE FRECKLES ON MY FACE?
DO YA LIKE MY TEETH? THEIR OUT OF PLACE
I'D LIKE TO THINK SO

DO YA LIKE THE FUNNY WAY I SPEAK?
I DON'T CLEAN MY ROOM FOR WEEKS AND WEEKS
I'D LIKE TO THINKS SO!"

Duo's eyes widened at how loud the music was playing. Heero never played music this loud!

He choked as Heero sped them around the corner, over taking Mai and the others easily.

As the passed Duo couldn't help but notice that Quatre was in Trowa's lap clutching him tightly, eyes closed, while Wufei, who also had his eyes closed, clutched his seat tightly.

"DO YA, DO YA, DO YA, LOVE ME? DO YA...D-D-D-DO YA LOVE ME? I...I'D LIKE TO THINK SO

DO YA, DO YA,DO YA LOVE ME?DO YA...D-D-DO YA LOVE ME? Anyway...I'd like to think so"

Heero pulled around another corner and suddenly Mai was next to them again, neck and neck with them, actually.

Watching Mai's jerky, jagged driving, Duo, for the first time, fully appreciated just how good of a driver Heero was.

"Do you have a drivers license?" he yelled over to her.

"Driver's license? Where's the fun in that? Mark, I'm taking them over to the beach, they've begged me to stop."

"Whatever you say!" Heero yelled back, and Duo looked at him suspiciously. Was he laughing?

"DO YA LIKE THE WAY I GO ALL SHY? I JUST CAN'T LOOK YOU IN THE EYE?

I'D LIKE TO THINK SO

WILL YOU STAY HERE FOR A WHILE? SO I CAN WATCH YOU WHEN YOU SMILE,

I'D LIKE TO THINK SO"

As soon as Mai was out of sight Heero slowed down to a reasonable speed, and Duo turned the music down slightly.

Turning to him, he demanded, "What was that all about?"

Heero didn't bat an eyelash. "What was what all about?"

"The race, and that thing with Wu-man."

Heero smirked. "Oh, that was just Mai being Mai."

"And that means . . .?"

Heero considered this. "Everyone thinks you an I are polar opposites, right?"

Duo nodded. More people had commented on this then on his hair, for heaven's sake. It was that obvious.

"Well, she's more of my opposite then you are. We're here."

While Duo stared at him in a kind horrid fascination Heero pulled into a huge house, maneuvering so there would be enough room for the others when they finally got here.

Suddenly Heero's cell phone went off. He turned it on and immediately held out at arm's length. Even so, Duo could still hear what was being said.

"THAT ONNA SHOULD NOT BE ALLOWED TO DRIVE-"

"I CAN'T BELIVE YOU HANG OUT WITH A FEMINIST-"

"Heero, please tell them to let Trowa or I drive."

"Mai, Wufei, let Trowa or Quatre drive." Heero hung up the phone, not looking the least surprised.

"Well, Wufei and your sis sure get along well, huh?"

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