Author's note: Okay, I spent months on this, so hopefully you'll think it's worth it.
Quatre's Day
Rain pounded outside of Quatre's mansion ad the five pilots were at a lost of what to do. Heero shined all his pistols, Wufei trained, Trowa stretched, because he had a show the next day, Duo ran around since he had nothing else to do, and Quatre just sat jotting things down in a journal.
Today seems pretty calm compared to most days. Duo's being himself, but he keeps things lively I guess. At least none of the other pilots have snapped at hi-
"Maxwell! You baka! Leave me alone before I kill you!" yelled an irritated Wufei.
Quatre looked at his entry, and erased his last sentence. Naturally, Wufei is the first to last out at Duo, but that's the way things are around here. Especially between Duo and Wufei. I just sit and observe the other pilots. I wonder why I'm here, and why I'm a pilot. I'm not a soldier like the others. The thought of war terrifies me. I'm no the in the best of health. The only thing I have in my favor is my intelligence, yet brains will only get someone do far. I-
"Quatre!" Quatre slammed his journal shut out of reflex. He turned his head to see a level eyed Duo. "Well… would you like to join us?"
"Us?"
"Yes, us. As in, Trowa, Heero, Fei, and me."
"To do what?"
"To play truth or dare. They said they'll play if I promised them to leave them alone. Wanna join?"
Quatre smiled to his friend. "Sure."
All five pilots gathered in a circle. Like teenage girls about to have an intense talk at a sleepover. Duo's head turned frantically left to right. "Who's going first? Who's going first? Quatre, how about you?"
"Uh, okay." Quatregazed at all five pilots. "Hmm… Wufei, truth or dare?"
Wufei looked somewhat annoyed that he was pick first, but he played along. "Truth"
Before Quatre could asked his question, Duo interrupted with chicken noises. "Baak! Baak! Wufei's too scared to choose dare! Even if it is Quatre giving the dare."
"I am not! Quatre I choose dare. Hopefully that baka over there," he jerked his head towards Duo, "will shut his troublesome mouth."
Duo turned to face Quatre. "Now Quatre, you can make Wufei do anything you want. What do you want him to do?"
Quatre thought about this for a few minutes. "I dare you, Chang Wufei, to sing "I will Survive"," Duo let out along groan, "but that's not all. I want you to sing it in my maid's uniform."
Duo broke down in tears and laughter, even Trowa and Heero were holding back the outbursts that wanted out.
"NO! HELL NO! INJUSTICE! INJUSTICE! I'll get you Maxwell!"
Duo's hands went up in defense. "hey, this isn't my fault."
Quatre dropped his head. "He's right, it's all my fault. I'm the one that came up with the dare."
Wufei calmed down. No one could stand it when Quatre blamed himself for everything. Wufei waled over to Quatre, and placed his hands on Quatre's shoulders. "Don't blame yourself. I was just yelling at Maxwell. You should be used to this by now."
Trowa raised his hand. "Like I am."
Duo jumped up. "And me!"
"I don't think you're supposed to be used to it." Stated Heero.
Wufei continued. "None of this is your fault. I'm the one who agreed to play the pathetic excuse for a game."
After a few seconds of shock at Wufei's kindness, Duo shot his hands in the air. "Fei!" he whined, "why aren't you ever that nice to me?"
"Because you're a pathetic excuse for a man. Even a stupid man. So you don't deserve my kindness." Wufei released Quatre's shoulders, stood up, and was walking away from the circle when he stooped and turned to ask, "wear does the maid keep he uniforms?"
Quatre giggled at Wufei when he pointed in the direction of the maid's bedroom. At the moment of the dare all the pilots couldn't help, but laugh.
Hours later amny of them have done their dares, and told their truths, and they all forgot about their other things to do. Well, now it was Duo's turn, and he chose to ask Quatre. "Truth or dare, Q-chan?"
Quatre had surprisingly kept choosing dare so he decided to do something different. "Truth."
Duo smiled as if he had been waiting for that moment. "Quatre, do you know that pink shirt you have?" Quatre nodded. "Well, why do you have it? I mean you wear it all the time."
Quatre looked shocked. He was expecting deep dark secrets like everybody else, but he gets 'Why do you have a pink shirt?' Well, it was-"
"Let me guess… Santa gave it to you for Christmas!" (do I really have to tell you who yelled that?) shouted Wufei quite enthusiastically. (Gotcha) Everyone gazed at Wufei. "What?!? Even I wonder about this. Heero, Trowa, you can't say you never wondered why a guy, even if he is Quatre, would wear a pink shirt."
Trowa and Heero nodded. Quatre was shocked and appalled. "Why is it so weird? And what do you mean, 'even if he is Quatre'?" Quatre asked, but nobody was listening to him. Everybody was too busy making their assumptions.
"I bet Catherine gave it to him."
"I bet it's a gift from one of his sisters."
"I bet it's a family heirloom, given to the youngest of the family regardless of gender."
"Why would a pink shirt be a family heirloom?"
Quatre just sighed. He decided he'll go lock himself up in a room, and write in his journal. He started up the stairs, and tried to go into his bedroom, but the door was lacked. He tried the bathroom, locked. He tried about four more doors, but they were all locked. "No. They can't be locked. The study? Yea, mabe the study is unlocked. I need peace and solitude."
Quatre headed down stairs. The other Gundam pilots were still arguing over the ever-so-controversial question, 'why does Quatre own and wear the pink shirt?'"
"Maybe he bought it, and just like how it fells."
"Nah."
Quatre reached the study, and attempted to open the door. "No, not this too. Huh? What's this?" Quatre was so preoccupied with wondering if the study was unlocked that he didn't notice the note hanging on the door. Quatre took hold of the note and read the message aloud.
"Dear Master Quatre,
I knew you would come here when things got out of hand. Well, I locked all the rooms in the house. You do have the option of leaving the house, but please just hear me out. Go back to everyone else, and enjoy yourself. You were having so much fun playing such a childish game. I've never seen any of you, well…. With the exemption of Master Duo, that happy. So go and enjoy your time with them. And sir, please don't fire me.
Alyssa
The maid
PS- Please tell Master Wufei to be careful with my uniform. I'll pick it up when I clean his room tomorrow."
Quatre smiled at the note. Judging by the tear stains all over the note, she was worried about losing her job over this. Quatre could just leave the house, that is tempting, but he knew Alyssa was right, he was having fun. He tucked the note in his pocket, and waked into the chattering room with everyone else.
"I'm telling you guys, Quatre's shirt came from aliens. I saw them." claimed Duo.
Quatre walked up to the pilots. "I bet you haven't even gotten close to the actual reason, so I'll tell you. Duo, how long have I had the shirt?
"Uh… I'm guessing about seven months."
"Correct. What did I ask you to do seven months ago, and said you'll never do again."
"Uhh… I don- oh!"
"Do you rmember?"
"No. I just noticed I want ice cream."
"Well, that day all the workers had off. We decided to cook and clean the house. Are you starting to faintly remember?"
"Uh, was I playing video games?"
"No."
"Then, no."
Quatre let out a long, heavy sigh. "Well, what happened was. I asked you to help me clean around the house. I was too scared to ask you to cook. Duo in a room filled with knives, breakables, and other pointy objects, no bad idea. After I demonstrated on how to do the laundry with all of your guys' clothes, he decided that was what he wanted to do. Everything was going fine so I went off to cook. My favorite white shirt was in that laundry. I forgot to tell him to separate the clothes. I mean I thought it was obvious, but he put of my and his clothes in at once. Unfortunately all of the clothes were my color and his black, plus that white shirt which is now my favorite pink shirt."
All the pilots turned to Duo who was twiddling his thumbs. Wufei was the first to speak. "Maxwell, you're the reason for his pink shirt. Man, his alien story was more interesting than that."
"Who cares if it was interesting or not, the way I seeing it Duo owes Quatre an apology and a new shirt." said Heero. Everyone nodded, except for Duo who was still twiddling his thumbs.
"Maxwell! Apologize to Quatre!" shouted Wufei.
Duo looked up. "Huh? What? I wasn't paying attention. What was the reason?" For some reason they stopped playing truth or dare, and started cops and robbers, Duo being the robber.
I'll be doing some more random days. Who would you like to see next? Try to keep it within the main five pilots. I'm not really good with everyone else's personalities.
