Artificial

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Author's Notes

This is for my Ototo-San =^^= I luff you... Anyways, lol I'm supposed to be Duo and you're SUPPOSED to be Wufei **Glomps** ^_^

Prologue

"Morning!" Duo Maxwell bounced down the steps of the luxurious Winner estate. "Did everyone have a nice night of sleep?" Grinning, he helped himself with a piece of toast that had been set out by the maid.

Heero Yuy glared coldly at Duo. "Nobody could sleep with you talking in your sleep like that," he snapped. "The people on Earth could probably hear you."

Duo grinned. "That's the beauty of living in this new built colony isn't it, Hee-Chan?" He stuffed more toast into his mouth, swallowed, and went on. "I mean, it's the farthest away from Earth isn't it? Colony L6..." he paused briefly to stuff his mouth again with more toast. "Is so empty, nobody could hear me anyways." He gulped down some orange juice and grabbed his coat from the chair. "I'm gonna be out on dates all day, see ya Hee-Chan!"

Quatre Winner, who had just walked into the room, had to practically pin Heero to the wall to stop him from jumping onto Duo and tearing him into little braided pieces.

"Anybody notice how he's been abnormally happy...?" A voice said from behind Quatre and Heero. Both turned to find a young Chinese man leaning against the frame of the door.

"He's always happy," Heero growled. "It pisses me off."

"Yes, but have you noticed how he's..." Wufei paused. "TOO happy...?"

Quatre had a worried expression on his face. "I've noticed..." he said quietly.

"Who cares if he's TOO happy or not?" Heero made a small noise with his nose. "Either way, I'm going to kill him the next time I calls me Hee-Chan..."

Wufei smirked. "I think it suits you just fine, Hee-Chan."

Heero gave Wufei a glare that would have made even the world's bravest person pee in his pants. He opened his mouth to make a rude remark but was cut off by Quatre.

"Stop fighting," Quatre's voice sounded strained.

"Duo's left already I suppose...?" All heads turned towards the speaker. Trowa Barton raised an eyebrow as he glanced at the others. "That's why you're all in here fighting over who gets to kill him, am I right?"

Heero glared coldly at Trowa but was forced into a seat by Quatre. "The point is," Quatre said with a sigh. "That Duo is acting way too happy."

"So?" Wufei asked. "He's probably just getting laid." He smirked. "For once."

"Ha ha..." Quatre's first attempt at sarcasm didn't do him very well. "Look," he said. "We need to find out why Duo's so happy."

"I'm not getting anywhere near that idiot." Heero crossed his arms in front of his chest. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Slowly, he turned to Wufei. "Hey, honor man."

Wufei's right eye twitched slightly. "What?"

"I bet you can't get to the bottom of why Duo is so happy." Heero smirked.

"Oh yeah?" Wufei wasn't happy about taking the job, but he couldn't just turn down a bet like that. "So what if I can?"

"I give you a month to find out what's up with Maxwell." Heero said, his anger vanishing slowly. "If you can't, then..." he paused slightly. "Then you have to ask Sally out." He smirked. "Still want to take up the challenge?"

Wufei was speechless. Ask Sally out...? Sally PO?! He coughed slightly. "And what if I can?" he repeated. "Then... you have to ask Relena out."

"So its agreed then?" Quatre asked, feeling a bit relieved it wasn't him.

"Sure," Wufei sneered. "I'll find out what's up with Maxwell... and when I do, it'll be fun seeing Heero go out with Relena."