Raging Hormones
Chapter Two
Four men lounged around a pool in silence. None felt any need to fill the void with talk as they had three full weeks to catch up. Today was only the first day and the last of them was still missing. The men lay there in their bathing trunks, thoughts flitting through their resting minds, all relieved to have a break from their stressful jobs. It did not matter where it was in the corporate world, the circus or the exciting world of espionage, the trials of everyday work was tiring.
The sound of approaching footsteps put Heero immediately on the alert. So long after the last battle yet his reflexes were still as quick, working for the Preventers having kept him in shape. However, it was not that that worried Quatre; it was that he felt the need to go on the alert, his body tense and ready for action if needed. The sound of a familiar voice floated to them and Heero relaxed himself as his comrades smiled with the exception of Wufei who just smirked. He had some revenge to orchestrate on the braided pilot.
"Shinigami in da house!!!" shouted Duo with glee as he surveyed his fellow pilots.
Little had changed about them. Their physical features had remained the same despite the maturity that had replaced whatever youthful innocence had resided there. Even Quatre's angel innocence that made him look younger than all of them had disappeared. They had survived the war to become men. Now they just needed some good women.
He let his glance skid back to Wufei in delighted disbelief. The tight ponytail that the seemingly forever irrate pilot wore was gone. The ponytail that he had begun to think was Wufei's trademark had be removed and in its place was...nothing. The world was coming to an end.
"Wu-man!!! Mine eyes deceiveth me. There is no way that you're not wearing that ponytail of yours." Duo said aloud.
Wufei growled under his breath before responding bemusedly, "I'm on vacation baka. You know, vacation. When someone takes a break form the normal rigors of life and tries to relax. You should try it sometime but you'd have to actually work first."
Quatre and Trowa shot Wufei a quick glance. This part of Wufei's personality never ceased to surprise them, but then again, you do not really know the lighter side of a person when in battle, only in rest. Somehow that never quite applied for Duo as all they saw was his lighter side. Heero, on the other hand, partnered with Wufei enough as not to be surprised by the cracks he took at Duo. He had been on the receiving end of more than enough.
Duo clutched his chest and put on a sad puppy face while spinning around. Falling to the ground he uttered dramatically,
"Oh Wufei, you wound me so. Why?"
"Because you're an idiot." Wufei replied with a smirk.
"That was a rhetorical question," Duo shot back with a sniff.
"And your point is..." Wufei trailed off disdainfully.
"Oh!! Just hush your dirty mouth!" Duo exclaimed in his frustration.
Gone were the days when it had been easy fun to irritate the Chinese man. But no matter, Duo had a plan. He always did.
Just then Rashid came out to announce that dinner would be served in an hour. That said, he left to join the rest of Arabian comrades in their game of poker.
Rising from the lounge chairs, the boys went inside to bath and change for dinner, Duo way ahead of them as he had rushed inside at the word dinner.
Their reunion had truly begun.