I own nothing but the idea.
Now where to start my story on how I became this way. Ah yes I remember quite well when Heero told me about the party Dorothy was having.
"Now Duo even though she was a former enemy. Quatre wants us all to go. So, no complaining otherwise I will hurt you." Heero said as he entered our apartment with the news. I was sprawled out on the couch watching a movie of some kind.
It took a minute to process what he meant by that. I sat up and looked him eye to eye. "Are you talking about Dorothy Catalonia?" I asked with a raised brow. Figuring it was the only person that came to mind first. He nodded which then caused me to flop back onto the couch with a groan.
"No not her. Anybody but her." I whined. I have no idea what Quatre sees in her but he'd just give me more of a lecture than a simple explaination if anyone of us asks about that relationship.
Seems that Heero didn't take notice of my complaining and went into the kitchen to make a sandwich. Well he was the only one to not mind my complaining like the others did. I just sat back, crossed my arms over my chest and continued watching what ever I was.
It was a few minutes later when Heero spoke again. "Trowa, Quatre and WuFei are coming over in an hour." He stated, before taking a bite out of his sandwich. I rolled my eyes; not in a too caring mood now. Heero was always the strange one to have worn spandex shorts but I'm glad he switched to pants after the war.
The thought of where he hid his gun was mind boggling when he wore the shorts. He has blue eyes and short brown hair. I sat up so that he could sit down which he did of course.
The hour seemed to have lasted forever but finally there was a knock on the door. Heero got up and answered which there the other three were standing. "I thought I was going to die of boredom." I said when I looked up to see them.
"Well then that would make my days better." WuFei snorted as he came in. "Aww I'm sad to here that Wu-man." I said while crossing my hands over my heart acting hurt. He was the strange one to have pure black eyes with matching black hair.
Soon we were all seated at the kitchen table. I was motivated to get up from my spot on the couch with a glare from Heero. I swear his glares could bring down a whole empire just by him glaring at the leader to give up the country. I wonder if he has ever thought of that before?
"So, what's the news we are talking about now?" I asked with a yawn. Obviously bored out of my skull at this point. Not to mention it was pretty late about midnight I would had to guess. "About how miss Dorothy and miss Relena want you on your best behavior." The Arabian said, looking right at me as he mentioned that.
"But I'm always good at parties." I said, feeling the need to argue on how good I am. They all gave me odd looks even Trowa did or at least I thought he did. You can never tell with his solemn expression. "Duo do you remember last New Year's party? You made an ass out of yourself in front of everyone." Heero stated. I thought back to that time and had to laugh.
"It was New Year's and a time to get wasted. So, I got wasted then and couldn't help what I was doing." I explained with a nod. As I leaned back on the chair, placed my feet on the table and placed my hands behind my head. "Duo! It's impolite to place your feet upon the table." Quatre scolded me.
I grumbled as I got out of my comfy position and sat back in a normal position again. "Also, this party is going to be formal wear only." Trowa brought up. Which made me tense up seeing as I hate formal wear. He has these dark green eyes and brown hair. That manage to stay in his face or I think he likes to have in his face seeing as it makes him more mysterious.
"Sounds good but Duo no over drinking." Heero stated. Which I just waved my hand around like I understood. "Maxwell you better be listening or I'll cut your hair after the party if you act like a baka." I instantly grabbed my braid protectively at WuFei's comment.
Quatre sighed and shook his head. "Looks like he'll only listen if we try to do something with his hair." "I heard ya the first time." I said and tried to act like Quatre. "Now Duo be on your best behavior." None of them found my impression amusing.
"Wait where is this party going to be held at?" The Chinese man asked. Most likely not have been told along with me where it was being held at. "At Dorothy's mansion." Replied Quatre.
Is it me or does it seem like everyone has a mansion? I mean c'mon Relena, Quatre, Treize and now Dorothy has a mansion. Rich snobs now a days must have everything I swear. They couldn't last a day in my shoes when I was a kid.
Living on the streets being homeless was no fun at all but let's face it. I think that's how come I became so good at stealth missions.
"Ok fine at her mansion got'cha. Then it's formal wear only and I have to behave. Ok since we're done here I'm going to bed now." I said, standing up. Without a moment of hesitation I walked out of the kitchen and into my room.
Pretty nice room for an apartment even though Heero took the better room. Dresser on the side of the room, a bed under the window which is basically in the middle of the room and a desk where my laptop rests. Of course everything is a dark color not just black. Not to mention I rarely picked up my room.
After I stripped down to my, of course, black boxers. I slid under the sheets on the bed and rested my head on the pillows. Trowa, Heero, Quatre, and WuFei were still talking for who knows how long. After about twenty minutes of listening to random talking from them I fell into a deep sleep.
Yes I swear that is one mind boggling question on where Heero hid his gun in his spandex shorts? Or maybe it's one of those questions that shouldn't be answered?