Zee: Okay, haylo, I can see no reviews... so you know thats okay, I wanted to put up the second chapter, so here it is.

Pandora: Your too nice... 'states while reading second chapter..'

Zee: Keep reading...!

Pandora: 'hmmph...'

Zee: okay, ill let you read the story now...'smile'

Moonlight and Shadows/Chapter two.

People from all around filled into the huge building that in just a few hours would be the curcus of fun times. It was a quiet night, the sun hung just at the horizon, clouds white and full of condensation, hung in the sky looking as though they wanted to cry.

As the time slowly seeped by, Duo Maxwell sat comfortably upon a rafter in the huge building, the part where his so called dressing room was located. He sighed deeply, he was steeling himself up for the big show.

Tonight, for some reason felt different like something would happen, something, that in a strange way made the butterflies in his stomach much bigger than normal, almost like huge birds.

But, with noting logical to blame the strange feeling, he just blamed it upon the fact that he was going to defy Heero Yuy's order, and that in its self was something to be nervous about.

Though, Duo was in a mood, a mood to rebel for Heero had told him that, he Duo Maxwell could do his new routine for the big night. And then that wonderful 'discussion' and Duo's world fell to the floor.

After a few hours of just moping around, brooding is what Quatre would call it, and Wufei would just say 'Pouting' and walk away. Ahh... so what if it was pouting, Duo didn't really care, all he wanted to do was his new stunt, and be alone.

So in the time between the slammed doors and the show, Duo came up with a diverse plan to sneak his stunt into the routine of the nights show and soon fell asleep.

O..()..O

Heero Yuy stood, watching the people as they filed into the building, then to his watch as the second hand passed over the four, then the five... 'where is Duo? He should have been here, what, five minutes ago.' Heero sighed, this was getting old, he turned on his heal and marched down the corridors towards the dressing rooms.

Making his way all the way to Duo Maxwell's dressing room, which as Heero thought it really did look too much like a cubical, so Duo did have a reason to complain about the housing situation.

Heero knocked three times on the door, with a glass window... No answer, 'strange' He knocked again, two more times and still no answer. Heero checked the door nob, not locked, 'hmm...' he pushed the door open and looked in, Duo, it appeared was absent from his dressing room, turned pigsty.

"Humph...cant even clean up a dressing room...as small as this one is, No excuse..." Heero mumbled as he looked around the room. 'Where could the bradded boy have gone?' he ran through the answers that systematically flashed in his mind.

Then, a soft almost non existent snoring sound reached his ears and he broke out of his slight trance and looked around the room once more before looking up... An evil sadistic smirk graced his lips for a split second before he stepped mechanically onto the makeshift couch bed and reached for the long mahogany braid that hung limply from the sleeping boy, who it seemed liked heights.

Grasping the braid Heero pulled just hard enough to dislodge the sleeping acrobat from his perch on the low ceiling rafters.

O..()..O

Some amount of pressure was felt, Duo had the strange sense of being pulled down by gravity or something, he of corse thought it a dream and so it was a real shocker when the ground came painfully into contact with his lithe form.

Pushing him reluctantly into reality from a wonderful dream, that now he couldn't remember, he felt something prodding him. Now he was fully awake. Duo looked up from his face down position on the floor and glared his amethyst eyes at the wrong doer in question, Heero Yuy.

Zee: You see Pandora I told you...!

Pandora: 'glares as though she is going to kill the auther'

Zee: Epp..! Okay, sore subject im sorry... Well every one R&R and I hope you injoyed it.

Next chapter will be up when ever I can, and sorry but expect the fallowing : horible cliff hangers, and short chapters (though im working on that)