A/N: disclaimer still standing..uhh..ya...okay I really got to get on track here.smacks self AHH!! Major concentration problems! Okay well here is an update, and I've decided to try and finish Vs. Virus first. So this may be look twices' last entry for a while. Ciao!
Key- /.../ means thoughts
Look twice Look-alikes?
David 'trowa' felt his body go light and he blinked as his newly acquired Gundam disappeared around him. The bright light had faded and a sudden jerk of his body informed 'trowa' that his body was falling.
"GAAAAAHHHHH"
Expecting to be greeted by loss of oxygen and the darkness 'trowa' was shocked to find himself suddenly stopped as he dropped thru a mental hull and on top of someone!
"OOF!" the person exclaimed! Under 'trowa' could be felt the other person trying to shove him off.
/ Holy.... what a ride...poor person! /
'Trowa' scrambled off the innocent person he head landed on and bowed to them quickly. "My sincerest apologies" he spoke quietly as he looked up. As he lifted his head the dark haired intruder waiting for a reply from his recipient. Not hearing anything but a slow click, 'trowa' cast his eyes upwards and saw who stood in front of him. 'trowa's' eyes met the real Trowa's eyes.
/....No way/
'Trowa' backed away a step from the real Trowa, who wielded a gun, pointed at him. His mind racing 'trowa' tried to come up with something to say.
"Who are you? And why are you trying to impersonate me?" the real Trowa barked out still aiming the gun. /This is the last time I fly commercial/
/ Impersonation? What the hell? I don't look any thing like him!/ With a visible gulp 'trowa' looked to the side and saw his reflection in the Plexiglas of the window. His long dark hair had been cut short with spiky bangs shooting out the front, covering one side of his face, and a starched white turtleneck had replaced his casual clothes along with light fitted jeans. He did look uncannily like Trowa.
Placing two hands in front of him in a sign of peace 'trowa' spoke quietly "your not going to believe this but...."
Still having the gun trained on him 'trowa' tried to explain the situation to the Trowa whose eyes shone with mild confusion.
With Angel
Angel 'duo' moaned and rubbed her head was she moved on top of the soft cushion she was lying on. With a start 'duo' realized she was lying on a couch and not inside the Gundam she had been flying.
"What the hell? What happened?" 'duo' stood up and tried to remember what had happened. Her mind drew a lank and she grew frustrated.
"Did I pass out? ...Maybe 'trowa' had to pluck me out of my Gundam, because I crashed it, then he laid me on this couch to recover and I was unconscious for days, while he paced the floor worried about me just outside the door...But where would 'here' be any way?" she stopped talking to herself just long enough to look down at herself and a look at what she was wearing. Pulling at the cloth she yelled again
"WHAT THE HELL! WHO HAS BEEN MESSIN' WITH MY CLOTHES"
Her t-shirt and dark blue jeans where gone and had been replaced by black slacks and a top that looked like it belonged to a priest. Taking a deep breath 'duo' realized that the clothes look oddly familiar. She reached over her head and started to pull the black piece of cloth off, leaving only her bra being worn.
"I know I've seen this some where..." the female 'duo' mused as she held it up to eye level. Suddenly there was a voice from the door way and then the crashing of glass.
"Maxwell? I thought you where going into the shower...O MY GOD!"
'Duo' turned around to see a Chinese looking boy, who looked oddly like Wufie, standing there with a mug of coffee, now at his feet. His eyes where wide and muttered a string of curses under his breath. Grasping the doorway, the Wufie looking boy tried to hold him self up and screeched
"m-maxwell? YOU'RE A WOMAN? MAXWELL IS A WOMAN?!?!?!" He gave an unintelligible sound as he collapsed to the floor and 'duo' dove onto the couch as she tried to pull the shirt back on. Breathing hard she thought
/ Where the hell am I?!?!? Who was that/
Suddenly another boy entered the room. He had unruly dark brown hair and his cobalt eyes flashed with impatience. Finding his comrade passed out on the floor, the fine-looking young man scanned around the room and his eyes came to rest on 'duo'. She grinned and half waved as she pulled the shirt on the rest of the way.
With a growl the boy pulled the Chinese boy to his feet. "DUO! What pranks have u been pulling on Wufie?
'Duo' was taken back and didn't speak for a second "but I'm not...t-that's Wufie? Then your...HEEro?!!? AND QUATRE???" she gasped as a blonde entered the room looking for the source of the commotion that had disturbed his reading.
Heero nodded in impatience and then slapped Wufie a couple times across the cheek.
"DUO! I've told u over and over don't play pranks on us any more! I'm sick of it already"
Before 'duo' could answer, a reply came from the other room. "Hee-chan! Don't start yelling until I get there! Geesh"
Heero went quiet and stared at Duo as he entered the room in a towel. He crossed his soapy arms over his bare chest and asked "What now"
Heero just looked from the soapy Duo to 'duo' on the couch and let his jaw drop
"Good god no.... there's two of him now"
Duo seemed to notice the stranger on the couch and blinked his purple eyes slightly confused "
Wufie started to regain conciseness and he held up a shaky hand as he pointed
"MAXWELL! YUY, look! Maxwell is a woman..." he paused his gaze resting on Duo's flat soapy chest and then darted his eyes over to the person on the couch. "THERE ARE TWO OF HIM"
Quatre went pale and dropped his book as he stared back and forth from Duo and 'duo.
"by Allah..." he whispered.
'Duo' firmly stood up and walked over to Duo, placing a hand on his cheek then pulling a strand of his long wet hair.
"It's not a dream..." she muttered. Duo just stood as she looked him over
"Who are you, miss?" He asked noticing the bulge her breasts made in the loose fabric. 'Duo' didn't answer and stared at him for a few moments longer letting the information sink in. For a second it looked like Duo was going to be serious about the situation when he suddenly ran a hand thru his long wet hair and cooed "O, I know I'm just sooo sexy standing here in my towel, it must be hard to think for you, doll"
That snapped 'duo' out of her daydreaming right away. She darted over to Heero's side and latched on!
"OH MY GOD! HEERO!!!!!!" she screeched and latched on to his side! Heero Grimaced and looked down at the female persona of his annoying gregarious companion.Laughing Duo strode over to the two (Wufie had backed away) and laughed out loud. "Looks like you'll have another stalker Hee-chan!"
The perfect soldier glared at the braided man and tried to pry their new guest off his arm. 'Duo' blushed and let go then taking a step closer to the real Duo she extended her hand and waited for him to extend his. Duo started to reach for her hand when Wufie stepped in and slapped Hers away.
"Do not touch her baka!" he said in disgust "we do not know who she is or why she is here, in OUR house"
'Duo' shot a dirty look at Wufie and rubbed the back of her hand that had been struck. She smirked and grabbed Wufei's hand with both of hers and shook it up and down rapidly
"I'm Angel. My nick name is Duo...You can guess why" she said hastily as she grinned at Duo and then turned back to introductions. "As for how I got here, I have no idea. One minute I was flying with my Brother and the next...TROWA! O no"
"Trowa? You know Trowa?" Heero asked puzzled. " That would explain how you knew our names"
Wufie was busy trying to get the new girl to release his hand. He recoiled as if bitten and glared down at his own hand. 'Duo' grinned with a carefree sort of look and tired to explain. "No. You see. My Trowa isn't your Trowa. I've never met Trowa, my Trowa is my brother." At Her explaination Heero's eyes darted to her face then to her hands and body, looking for a weapon, or maybe some traces of drugs.
With a sigh 'duo' let herself be seated on the couch again by Quatre who had recovered his manners. The platinum blonde took her hand in his and patted it comfortingly. "Please, miss...Angel"
"Just call me Duo." The longhaired girl giggled as she flicked her braid about. "But then again that my cause so problems here wouldn't it"
Chucking Duo hiked his towel tighter and waved his hand in a half salute. "No problem doll. I'd be proud to have such a babe using my name!" He turned and made to walk out of the room saying over his shoulder "I gotta go wash off some more. Wait for me won't ya babe?" Wufie was still glaring at the young woman on his couch and Heero was trying to decide whether he should welcome the stranger or kill her. Quatre removed his hands from over 'duo's' to rub his forehead in a stress-relieving manner when 'duo' grinned mischievously and flung her hand out and caught the edge of the towel. She gave it a good yank and laughed as Duo was left standing in the nude in the living room. Duo's face turned a good and deep shade of crimson and grabbed at the towel to pull it back up. He turned to the staring room and Growled "Why you little devil..."
'Duo' held her hands up as if scared and slid herself off the couch, ready to run. Quatre stared in alarm at Duo's nudity and Heero stared at 'duo' as she laughed.
/did she just/
As Duo stepped forward menacingly 'duo' retreated to the door she saw in the back of the room. Duo lunged and 'dou' ran out of the room giggling insanely, Wufie backed away as the two darted by. The room they had just been in became creepily quite and was only interrupted by the screaming and giggling of the duo of Duo's.
"They're exactly alike...we're doomed." A certain innocent blonde said as every one in the room sweat dropped and heard the crashing of something or another. And so began the acceptance of this new 'duo' into the group.