Again, I do not own anything...Nothing. Zip. Nada! *sobs* Thanks to everyone how reviewed! You all made me feel wonderful! ^_~ Thanks, Alex, for the idea.

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"This is serious, Duo!" Cried Quatre, well, as well as he could. It kind of came out all squeaky and muffled. "I am just trying to make you feel better you know....." Duo said with a shrug and dropped his keys on the end table next to the door. "Relena did what?" "She tried to kill me!!! How else can I put it!?!?!" "Just start from the beginning, okay, Quatty?" Usually, Quatre scolded me for calling him that, but not today. Not now. This was really bad, I could tell. I mean, it wasn't as if there were trumpets sounding and fireworks lighting up the sky spelling it out, but it was almost as clear. I looked over at Heero, though it was not very fruitful. He just stood beside the wall, arms folded across his chest, hair in his eyes, watching Quatre. He looked protective, angry, and all around irresistible. "Well, it all started when I went home...."

***Music and flashback whooshes like in movies***

Quatre came through the door and looked around. His clothes were neat, and his hair was perfect, though it was extremely windy outside. The house was quiet, almost too quiet for his liking. Though it was like this a lot, except when his friends came over. He smiled a little and took off his coat.
All of a sudden, after he had walked in and hung up his coat, he heard
a tea pot rattle. "What in the world..." he asked himself and walked into the kitchen. There he found terrible sight, a sight that is almost too horrible to describe. Relena, in a pink frilly apron, hair tied neatly into a bun, and wearing what Quatre would never expect Relena to wear: a pink mini skirt that matched the apron and a tight shirt. Quatre tried to hide his astonishment and fear, but it was too hard to mask it.

***Duo's voice chimes in and the flashback pauses, everything still as stone***

"Hahahahahaha! A mini Skirt?!?!" "Duo!!!! Shut up! I am trying to tell a story!!!" Quatre scolded. "Oh, sorry..."

***start flashback again***

"Hi Quatre!" Relena smiled and placed the teapot on a tray next to some ceramic cups. "Care for some tea?" "Relena? Wh....what are you doing here?" Quatre asked, trying to be polite. "Making you tea, silly..." She replied, shaking her head and picking up the tray. "What does it look like?" "Frankly, I don't know." "I can educate you..." she says and set the tray down and started coming close to him. "Relena, maybe you should go..." Quatre started to say, moving back a step. "Nonsense. I want to be here. Do you want be here? With you?" She smirks, and takes a few more steps closer to him, but he moves back. "But, I......I am.....un....uncomfo-" He started to say but she kept moving toward him and she cut him off. "Oh, don't send me away, Quatre. Please," Suddenly Quatre felt the wall behind him, which was not good because she was advancing on him. "You don't know what its like to be me, not having anyone, no one loving you..." She was close to him now, so close that he could feel her breath on his face. "Relena, you should go. You have a boyfriend, a very protective one too that would remove my stomach with a spoon easily, and he loves you just fine." Quatre looked at her and tried to push her away. "Boyfriend? No, I have no boyfriend, what are you talking about?" She asked, grin on her face as she came closer to him. "Trent, you know? Come, stop this game. Go and be with him Relena." Quatre pushes her away again and walked to the other side of the kitchen. "You....don't want me?" She asked, grin fading. Her clothes were a little messed he noticed, but she did not seem to care. A look of fury came on her face. She reached over and grabbed the teapot and smashed it on the table. She ran towards him, waving the broken piece of expensive ceramic sharp shard at him.

"Rel.....Wh.....a...." He was speechless as she came towards him and started to slash about an inch from his nose. "You want me, you know it!" She says, and slashes again. "Rel...no...I...rel....." He was up against the wall again. Fortunatly that is the moment Heero came into the kitchen. He was supposed to come over to get his laptop that he had left there for Quatre to get repaired. He looked at Relena, who was holding the shard to Quatre's throat and pressing herself against him as she yelled, "You want me! Say it or I will slit your throat!" Quatre had a look of pure terror. Heero went over, grabbed Relena's neat hair and dragged her to the door as she screamed things that Quatre had never thought she would ever say, and also that are not to be brought up in polite conversation. Heero threw her out and locked the door before he went over and saw to Quatre, who was as pale as a sheet, mouth hanging open, eyes wide, and unspeaking.

***End flashback*****

"So...that's it?" Duo asked, flopping down on the floor. Quatre looked at him and started to yell. "That's it? THAT'S IT!!!!! She tried to kill me, you weirdo!!!" He started to rave about things and Duo did not notice until after he was screaming for about five minutes. He was too busy trying not to watch Heero, who was staring at Duo, arms still crossed, hair still in his eyes, and looking even better to Duo than before Quatre's tale. "DUO!!!! ARE YOU LISTNING?!?!?!" Quatre finally asked. "Yeah, and shut up, okay? You are going to wake up people." He said and patted Quatre's back, sitting up. "You will be fine, okay?" "It's not him that he is worried about," Heero said, eyes looking away and out a window. "It's you." "Okay, now I think your coffee maker blew up." Duo said with a laugh.