Yep same drill, Don't own it, never will, now I must go cry in a corner. Thanks to those who have reviewed so far, you all are wonderful. I hope you like this chapter.
These Boots Were Made for Racing
High Speed
"Uhm Duo, I don't know how to tell you this, I didn't think this could happen..."
'Well looks like I lost, I better get out there and be a gentlemen about it. Do I really want to kiss the guy who just delivered my first defeat; but Duo Maxwell is a man of his word,'
"Duo, you guys tied." The blonde just stared at his clipboard like it was an alien, or a complex mathematical equation that he just couldn't understand.
"What, how is that possible." Duo gaped at his blonde engineer.
"They say that if one of you was in the lead, it was by so little that their machines couldn't measure it." Qautre tossed the clipboard at Duo as he pulled himself out of the driver's window. He glanced down at the results just to confirm Qautre wasn't messing with his mind. Nope, it was all there, black and white. He took a chance and looked over at Heero, he assumed that what he saw was a look of astonishment on the other driver's face. The crowd was silent as they stared at the scoreboard. No one was sure what this meant, would there be a rematch, what about the bet between the two drivers.
"So now what do we do cowboy, looks like our bet is off. Too bad, I really wanted your car." Duo smiled smugly, but he was seething inside, he hated ties more than losses. Loosing at least gave you a goal for improvement, but a tie, a tie just sucked.
"Do you consider a tie winning, because I know I don't." Heero had also stepped out of his vehicle and had begun unzipping his jacket. Duo watched as the scene of Heero stripping out of his jacket played before his eyes in slow motion. Then it suddenly registered that Heero had asked him a question.
"Of course not." He spit out venomously. "I consider it worse than a loss."
"Good, I think of it more like a loss myself and since we both lost, we both need to pay up on our halves of the bet." There was something in Heero's eye that made Duo feel like he was water to a man lost in the desert.
"Are you that eager to lose your car?" Duo taunted.
"No, but I believe the reward will more than make up for it."
"Then hand over your keys and I'll make good on my end of the deal." Duo smirked at his rival, and it was almost evil.
"I'm sure you will." Heero stared back at the braided wonder daring the other boy to look away first. Duo held out as long as he could against those searing eyes, but eventually looked away. His eyes found Quatre huddled in a conversation with his enemy's crazy-haired engineer. Said enemy's cool, nasally voice caught Duo's immediate attention. "Hey Trowa, bring me my keys."
Trowa fished around in the bag he was carrying, and held up a set of what looked like normal car keys and tossed them over to Heero.
"Wait a second, why does he have your keys, didn't you just drive with them? What the hell are you trying to pull?" Duo had no idea what Heero was doing, and being in the dark pissed him off.
"You did say that you wanted my car right?" Heero was smirking evilly; he seemed very pleased with himself. "Well, here it is, the newest baby in the mustang series. She's parked right out in the front lot."
"You, you tricked me." Duo just gawked at the nerve of this guy. "We were betting your race car."
Heero walked over to Duo and tossed the keys at him. Duo barely caught them and glared at them like they had tricked him instead of Heero. "You clever bastard." Duo spat out.
"I can't help that you misinterpreted the bet." Heero smirked and stepped closer to Duo, causing the braided man's breath to hitch.
"I suppose you want my end of the bargain now." Duo smirked, though he noticed he was blushing slightly at Heero's close proximity.
"Yes" Was the deep, almost growling, response from Heero. It sent chills down Duo's spine. Duo tentatively reached out his hand. Heero was so close that Dou's hand immediately found the other boy's. Duo pulled Heero closer to him and kept holding onto his hand.
Heero scolded himself for loosing his self-control when he noticed that he was breathing a little erratically and his adrenaline was pumping causing that butterfly feeling. He cursed in his mind when he blushed at Duo's hand on his hip.
Duo smiled then slowly brought Heero's hand up to his mouth and kissed it. Instantly he completely let go and took a step back from Heero, who just stood there with his eyes closed waiting. He looked so adorable Duo couldn't help but chuckle a little. At this sound Heero opened his eyes.
"You kissed my hand."
"Yep."
"My hand."
"Yep."
"But..." Heero frowned.
Duo's smirk grew wider by just a fraction. "I can't help it if you misunderstood the bet."
"Sly devil." Heero muttered. "I guess I deserved that." Heero shook his head and made to walk away when he noticed his engineer with his new blonde friend walking over to them. The blonde was cracking up, and even Trowa had a grin on his face.
"That was hilarious you two." The blonde managed to get out in between giggles.
"Oi, you two." There was a gruff shout somewhere in the distance behind the drivers. Duo turned to see Howard running down the track.
"Hey Howie, you got some news for us?" Duo waved to the man who he had come to respect almost as a son to a father.
"Yeah." Howard panted as he reached where the cars were parked. "You two are gonna' have to do a rematch, but it'll have to be the last race of the week, all the other slots are full." Howard ran everything at this track. He knew everything that was going down from race times to individual crewmember's names. He also ran a shop on the side that specialized in these high performance machines. That's were Duo got all his major repairs done because Howie charged him half of what the other guys did. Then again, besides Quatre, Howard was the only other person that knew what Duo did with the prize money. And for this reason, if the kid would let him, he would do the repairs for free.
"Thanks Howie. Looks like I'll get another chance to dust you Heero." Duo smiled, he really liked the idea of racing his rival again.
"Hey, does your pit crew know the number of your garage. You guys need to get your cars put away so the next race can start." Howard told them as a young man ran up to him telling him the next set was ready to go.
"Yeah you got it, see ya 'round Howie." Duo walked to his pit area and handed his keys to Jerrod. Howard had assigned this guy to Duo's pit crew knowing that he would be a great addition to the kid's team. Jerrod had worked in Howard's shop for two years, and the guy's attention to detail was amazing. He was hard working and smart, and let's face it Howard could have used the help but he wanted the kid to have the best so he could be the best.
Heero also gave his keys to member of his pit crew and told him the number of the garage and what the car needed. Duo did none of this, because he knew that in the few minutes it took for Jerrod to drive the car to the garage, he would know everything it needed.
"Hey, Trowa and I were gonna' head to a bar or club or something tonight to catch up on old times. You two want to join us?" Qautre smiled, wide eyed and innocently, even Duo twitched at the sheer volume of persuasiveness that only the little engineer could have.
"Alright Qautre call me before you're leaving and I'll meet up with you guys, until then I'm gonna' take my new car for a spin and see how she runs." Duo winked and strode swinging Heero's keys around his finger.
"Then can I take your car Duo? Trowa and I are going to get lunch but he drove here with Heero and I came with you, so neither of us has a car." Quatre said as he held his silent friend's hand.
Duo eyed the two, Qautre always was overly affectionate, on more than one occasion people had accused them of being a couple because of the blonde's affinity for contact, but the tall one didn't seem to mind at all. 'Hmmm' Duo thought, 'maybe there's more to this little relationship than what Qautre says.'
"Yeah, go right ahead, I wont be needing it. I suppose that means that you have no way to get out of here Heero, and since I'm a kind soul, I'll offer to take you wherever you need to go." Duo was still swinging those keys like a four year old with his new favorite toy.
"In my own car, how humane." The amount of sarcasm in the air could choke somebody.
"Not yours anymore pal." Duo let out a quick bark of a laugh.
"Oh, and Duo could you pick him up for the club too?" Qautre was doing that innocent sweet thing again, damn him.
"I never said I was going." Heero spoke in terms of finality. He felt he really needed to have some time away from the braided menace that taunted his senses.
"Oh, I suppose you didn't." Quatre looked upset; that was even worse than the wide-eyed hope look. Nobody, not even Mr. Unaffected himself could resist a teary eyed Qautre.
Heero held firm, but occasionally cast the blonde a wayward glance, Duo could see the entire process of the stoic boy's resolve melting away under that pitiful stare. He glanced at Duo and the very slight glint of hope in the longhaired driver's eye was all he needed.
"Alright I'll go. I'll need to stop by my hotel first." Heero already began walking in the direction of his car.
"Huh, oh yeah sure. Heh, I can't wait to drive my new car." Duo's smirk widened and he dangled the car keys in front of Heero's face.
"No. I drive." And with that Heero snatched the item jingling in front of his eyes.
"Hey did you forget our bet. Those our mine." Duo leaned heavily on the smug boy trying to grab his keys back. Heero took in a deep breath when the top Duo's head passed by his face. He shook his head thinking how much he was loosing it.
"You sway too much when you walk, it puts you off balance and they were easy to take. Besides, she's a delicate machine, I'll teach you how to handle her." Heero opened the passenger door and bowed as Duo got in.
"I'm a pro, I can handle this housewife's car. And I do not sway when I walk, unless your paying really close attention Yuy." Duo accused as he pouted in the passenger seat.
"Yes you do, like a girl. Don't forget your seatbelt." Heero had an untraceable smirk on his lips.
"You need to stop staring at my ass, what time am I picking you up for our little outing." Duo ignored putting on his seatbelt to make a point, exactly what that point was he didn't know, but he sure as hell wasn't going to do what this guy told him.
Heero took notice of Duo's refusal of a seat belt, and an evil twist graced his lips. He threw the gear into reverse, hit the gas and swerved out of the parking space. Duo's body flew forward, and he nearly smacked his forehead on the dash. Heero then threw the car into first gear and slammed on the gas again, snapping Duo's head back as he sped out of the parking lot.
"Damn it Heero, fine I'll wear a damn seatbelt." Duo furiously ripped at his seatbelt, and jammed it into its lock. 'This has got to be the most infuriating man I have ever met.'
"And . . ." At this point Heero knew trying to get the braided boy to say he had a nice a car was pushing the boy's buttons. And he knew he was doin it just to get a reaction out of the braided man, but the other was doing the same to him, so it was fair.
"And I'm glad my new car isn't a piece of shit after all." Duo crossed his arms and stuck his tongue out at the obnoxious racer.
Heero just shook his head at the antics of his rival. He couldn't help but taunt the man, the range of reactions Duo had intrigued him
"Well Trowa, I think tonight is going to be very interesting." Qautre had finally gotten his giggles under control after the two driver's had left the parking lot.
"For some reason whenever I'm around you, life always seems to get interesting." Trowa winked jokingly at his blonde companion. "Do you bring this on yourself?"
"I must, I'm just not sure how." Qautre laughed once and started walking towards Trowa's car. Trowa smiled softly and followed the young man he had missed so much.
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High Speed is a movie about a kid, Raf, that comes from a really poor upbringing and is obsessed with racing bikes. So is his best who comes from a pretty good family. Some things happen and the best friends drift appart. They later reunite on the track as rivals looking for revenge for childhood betrayals. There is whole lot more to this movie, but I thought it fit.