I'm BACK BABAAYY~!!! ::in little mouse voice:: please don't hurt me
WARNING: PG-13 to R, you have been warned so don't go getting me in trouble ^_~
Disclaimer: blah blah blah..... yea you get the idea
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"Well that settles everything, good work babe!" Duo said to Makoto who closed the exit door behind her with a soft click.
She looked up at him laughing. "Thanks, but it wouldn't have worked out if it weren't for you too. Your plan was brilliant."
"Yea I know, I'm a genius." He smiled broadly.
"What do you want to do now?"
" Well, Usagi and our new friend Zechs seems to be moving quiet slowly, but you never know with that type-"
"No, no more match making. Besides Usagi is open with her feelings, they wont have any problems. Even though she can be slow....." Makoto mumbled good-naturedly.
"Lets dance babe!" Duo exclaimed, grabbing her hand and twirling her onto the dance floor.
Ami and Trowa laughed at their friends¡¦ antics. Sipping at their drinks, they looked at each other past the colored rims of their glasses. A pair of emerald eyes was shinning with amusement while the ocean blue pair was looking back glimmering with mischievousness, one eyebrow cocked.
" ::ahem:: So, Ms. Ami, how far am I from securing my freedom?" Trowa asked, putting his martini down.
"Oh you are a mile away my dear, Mr. Barton." Ami said, licking her upper lip free of coke and rum, which drew Trowa's eyes to her lips, causing him to suck on his bottom lip for a second before he realized what he was doing and stopped.
He looked up quickly to see that Ami was watching him intently a small smirk on her lips and that same God damned all knowing look she has, it drove him crazy!
"What would I have to do to redeem myself?" he asked in a husky voice.
"Answer my questions." Ami said directly. * I forgot why he had to redeem himself but since we are still at odds with each other, mine as well make the best of it. I have some blank spaces about the boys¡¦ relationship with each other.*
"Well, that seems simple enough. Ask away." Trowa said, leaning back in his seat, one arm draped across the couch the other resting on his knee.
"Why do you and your friends have the same guardian but different last names?"
"You get to the point don't you? Hahaha.....unlike you and your sisters, we were never adopted so we kept the last names that were given to us. Our guardian isn't a father figure, he's more like a teacher, general, a a warden."
"A warden?" Her eyes wide with alarm.
"Yes, a warden. You see, our guardian used to be a general in the army, and his training has never left him. Taking us in was like taking in soldiers which he could train whichever way he wanted."
"So you go through training?" At his nod, Ami went on. "What kind of training do you do?"
"The usual things people do at boot camp, or the army. We have an obstacle course in our back yard, which our guardian built using his retirement money and parts from an abandoned training base."
"So you know how to use weapons."
"Yes." Seeing her eyes drift down, a shadow passing through her clear and calculating blue eyes. "Does that scare you?"
Ami's head snapped back up and look of surprise crossing over her features then quickly disappearing. * What the hell do they do? He speaks about their training like it's a weekend thing that fathers would do with their sons to build a manly bond, but he's so stealthy in his movements and he notices changes in people; all of them are. * "No, it doesn't scare me. On the contrary actually, and I'm supposed to be asking the questions."
"Oh excuse me, Miss. Please continue." * What if I'm saying too much? These girls might not be as innocent as normal troublemakers, well as innocent as those can get. I got to talk to the others before something goes wrong. *
^^^Scene change^^^
Inside the tiki house was another budding couple playing twenty-one questions.
Usagi was sitting Indian style on a swivel chair smiling as Zechs switched a CD with a record, the song switching from Ms. E's 'Real Hot' to Michael Jackson's 'Smooth Criminal'. He had the cutest little smile, his head was bobbing slightly up and down with his headphones, and his cute butt was swishing from side to side slightly. You could really tell that he enjoyed this kind of work and it truly made him happy.
"::giggle:: oOps....." Usagi quickly covered her mouth and looked up with large eyes.
"Do I amuse you Usagi?" Zechs asked smiling. He sat down on another swivel chair and put several different CD' s in slots setting them up to be played.
"No, you just looked so happy and kawaii when you do your job, that's all." She answered, grinning.
"Hahah well thank you. I've never heard that before, but I've never brought any one in here with me either." He smirked.
"Hey, why does your dad dislike you working as a DJ?" She said in a rush trying to hide her blush.
":::sigh:: You remember me telling you that my dad was a politician right? Well, with him running and the type of people he needs to impress, I can't be seen doing this kind of job."
"What kind of people does he need to impress?" She asked confused. Eden was one of the best clubs around, what kind of deprived people were there?
"The country club kind of people. Polo playing, tennis sweater wearing, clogged nosed talking, ass kissing types of people."
"OoOHh! Well that makes sense. I can see why your dad wouldn't want you to be seen working here, but you're so happy when you DJ, I bet if you told him he would understand."
"No, he wouldn't. My dad would never hear me out."
"Come on, you should just try to talk to him at least. Explain calmly, you're his son for goodness sakes"
"I doubt that matters to him any more Usagi, thanks for genuinely caring, but his campaign is more important, it's been that way for a while." Zechs finished sadly, he pushed another button when 'Smooth Criminal' ended going to N.E.R.D.'s 'She Likes To Move' Clearing his throat of the awkward depressing moment, Zechs glanced quickly at Usagi and then back to the control panel.
Usagi catching this, smiled. "Come on, let's dance!" She exclaimed, jumping out of her seat and throwing off her visor. She started to move with the music, her hips going from side to side, making little music noises in her throat completely enjoying her world of dance and fun.
Zechs couldn't help but smile at this girl in front of him. She was so full of life and joy that it radiated off of her in waves. When she talked to him and asked him about his relationship with father, he could tell she truly cared and wasn't asking to be polite. Her words meant a lot to him. But he'll have time later....right now.....his eyes were being drawn to her tantalizing hips which were currently swaying in front of him.
Walking towards the unaware pray, the winter fox stalks the snow bunny, who was still lost in her own world. Zechs wraps his arms around her waist, his skin gliding over hers, * So soft. * Every dip, every move they made in sync with one another. Holding her hand, he twirled her away from him and then brought her back into a dip causing her to laugh joyously which caused a warm feeling to come over him making him laugh as well.
They continued dancing unaware of the commotion happening outside.
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Back to our two budding lovebirds, Ami and Trowa, who are currently downing tequila shots.
"How many are we at Ames?" Trowa asked.
"Oh, I'll say about three each." Ami answered without slurring her words.
Picking up a match box from the center of the table while Trowa refilled there shot glasses, Ami glanced around the club. Ludacris' 'Stand Up' came on, white lights came on while smoke coated the dance floor and everyone started dancing with renewed energy.
Taking out a match, Ami lit it and stared at the little flame that would flicker now and then. Not caring that the flame was coming closer to her fingers.
"What do you think you're doing? You'll burn yourself." Trowa reprimanded her, liking his pointer finger and then putting out the flame with a ::fizz::.
"It wouldn't have hurt....and you just touched it, you hypocrite." Ami smirked, taking out another match and lighting. "Don't touch it." She snapped when Trowa started to reach for the flare.
Bringing her cup of tequila towards her, Ami flicked the match over the toxic drink igniting the liquor, a blue light yellow blaze forming on the surface of her drink.
Blowing out the match, she smirked and cocked her eyebrow asking a silent, "What are you going to do now, big boy?" while downing her drink.
Trowa just raised an eyebrow. * This woman never ceases to surprise me. * He drew in a breath when she leaned over him, her arms on either side of his hips, her face three inches from his.
She blew out air at him, his eyes clouding over, it was damn hard keeping his eyes from drifting down her neck to her cleavage; surprisingly her breath was cold and didn't smell like alcohol at all. There was a slight charcoal smell to it, reminding him of a dragon's flame, but it was cool as ice.
* Damn it this girl is driving me crazy. One minute I'm supposed to atone for my 'sins' but now.....I want to create some sins of my own.*
* The way he's looking at me makes me feel like food.....Kami-sama that's sexy. But I can't get lost in him, it would be a dumb ass move. *
( Beyonce ')
"Too hot for you, Mr. Barton?"
"mMm-hMm....."
"Why don't I go get some thing else for us to drink." Ami said, gliding out of the booth, leaving behind a dumbfounded Latin seducer.
*Phew.....that was a close call. When I first saw him walking down those steps I knew it was going to be hard to keep my hands off of him, but shit I didn't know it was gonna be THIS hard! *
Walking up to the bar, Ami put the empty bottle on the counter, waiting for the bar tender to get back with the bottle she ordered, taking sips of the fruit alcohol mix. Ami was thinking over what she learned so far of the hot Mr. Barton and his equally hot friends. When this horrid smell wafted over her, scrunching up her face, Ami turned around coming face to face with a scar faced greasy man.
"Hey beautiful, any one sitting here?"
Looking at him again, she saw a man around 25 his hair was dark brown, wavy and pulled into a log ponytail. Which was a little messy. He wore an old college t-shirt and faded jeans that had a hole at the knee. His breath smelled of cheap beer and he was standing too close.
"Yes, this seat is taken." Ami said, trying to be polite. Well of course no one was going to sit there, but he didn't need to know that.
"By who? I don't see any one. If I was your boyfriend, I would never leave such a pretty lady like you outa my sight." The man grinned at her running a finger up her arm.
Holding back a gag, Ami tried again.
"Look, sir. I'm waiting for someone so you better be gone before he gets back. Would you please leave me alone. And you're ruining my drink, you made the umbrella shrivel."
"Hey missy, I am the best ok? So you are gonna come with me whether you want to or not." He grabbed her arm ready to haul her off.
"Let go of me you drunken pig."
A hand grabbed on to the other mans hand, tightening with each word.
"You heard her. Let go." With that the man had separated the two.
The drunk wobbled. Ami looked up as she was being pulled gently into strong arms.
"Are you alright Ami? He didn't do anything did he? Trowa asked concerned.
"I'm fine, now. No, he didn't do anything."
The Two of them started to leave when suddenly a hand grabbed Trowa, spinning him around and then landing a right hook on his cheek bone.
"I'm not done with you, you lil' punk." Snarled the drunk. He had a grip of seven or so equally drunk men behind him.
Trowa straightened up with a sigh. His look was of complete boredom.
Ami was behind him, her hands on her chest, "uh-oh....."
The seven men charged all at once at Trowa, throwing punches and kicks. Trowa was blocking most of them, but the ones that got through did little to no damage.
The leader grabbed Ami from behind while she turned to get her friends.
"heh, this slip of a girl isn't wroth all this trouble." The drunk smirked, "She must be one hell of a bed warmer for you to keep her." Laughed the man.
Trowa pushed the other men out of his way, his face contorted into pure rage, teeth clenched. He drew his arm back and punched the bastard squarely in the face. Ami heard his nose shatter as Trowa's arm flew past her head. "Shut the f--- up you son-of-a-bitch." Trowa snarled.
The drunks' lemmings attacked again. Even though Trowa was fighting back, seven against one was hardly fair.
Ami let out a high-pitched whistle through her thumb and middle finger. Getting the attention of Rei, Minako, and Makoto.
"Shit." Rei swore harshly. Grabbing Wufei.
The six of them rushed to the fight, where a circle had surrounded Trowa, the lemmings, and the lemmings leader. The security and bouncer couldn't get past, and they wouldn't have either if it weren't for the combined glares of Rei and Wufei. Once to the middle, the boys jumped into the fight.
"Couldn't stay outa trouble, Trowa!?" Yelled Wufei, smiling as he punched a guy in the gut.
"And ruin the fun? Of course not." Trowa yelled back, throwing a guy into the crowd. "One down seven more to go." [goons + leader = 8 dumb asses]
"I'm the one usually getting into trouble." Duo laughed, flipping another guy over. "Two down, six to go."
"You were preoccupied." Quatre smiled, giving a left hook and a knee to the stomach. "Three down, five to go."
"Like you weren't, Mr. Observer. Or you would have noticed the trouble." Wufei said, doing a roundhouse, sending guy into the stools. "Four."
"And you would have jump to any fight." Right hook to the jaw of one guy, back kick to another. "Five and six." Sighed Trowa.
The leader was trying to run away but he couldn't get through the crowd. His shirt was soaked with blood. "Please don't hurt me. I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said about your girl." He whimpered as the four of them took foreboding steps toward him.
They were a feet away when Makoto called out, "The po-poes are here, we gotta split!"
The crowd scrambled purposely making chaos as the girls grabbed the boys. Running to the tables they picked up their wallets, purse, and ID's, and ran to the tiki house.
::BANGING::
"What the hell is going on?!" Zechs yelled.
They had been getting a bit cozy in there and now it looked like total mayhem outside. Man, did he want to shut the door and continue.
"Po's, we gotta go. NOW!"
"Crap." Usagi said.
They all ran to the back exit. [uh-oh ^_^]
Heero had a hand under Hotaru's tube top, around her back. His other arm was holding her leg around his waist. Hotaru's hands were buried in his hair, massaging his head, running down his shoulders, locked in a heated kiss.
::BAM:: The sudden hoise, light and voices pulled them apart from their separate world.
"Break it up you lovers. We gotta run." Said Minako running past them with a laughing Quatre in tow.
"Get a room you two." Came Rei as she ad Wufei ran passed, the two laughing as well.
By now Hotaru and Heero had cooled down enough and were starting to run with the rest of them towards their "car".
"What did you do this time Duo?" Heero said exasperatedly.
"It wasn't me this time.....it was Trowa."
Heero glared behind him to see Trowa smiling apologetically. "Guilty."
"You better have a damned good reason. If we get caught we're screwed."
Trowa looked down at Ami running beside him. Making eye contact. "I do."
Ami smiled at him, her eyes shining and took his hand in hers as they neared their vehicle.
"Get in and strap up!" Ordered Zechs as he revved the engine and sped down the road. Well as fast as the rolling bucket could get there.
Only huffs and puffs of breath were heard as the group clamored in.
They started to look at one another, smiles slowly spreading own their faces. They all burst out laughing.
Ami and Trowa retold what happened, all having a good laugh.
But when they got to the camp, all was quiet. All of them sneaked back to their cabins, saying their good nights and sweet dreams.
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Their counselors were sleeping soundly, the girls remembering the promise they made. Later this morning they had to wake up and do training.
Each changed, cleaned up and went to sleep, knowing they owed their counselors big time.
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Each of them were thinking about thaw they experienced and smiling to themselves when they thought about the girl they were with. [in Heero's case it's a big big smile haha] They each were slipping into their sleeping bag when their counselor mumbled, "Does this look ok? The pink matches right?"
Rolling their eyes they all went to sleep.
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GAAAAAAAAAAAH~!!!!!!!!! I know don't kill me please~!! There is no excuse for this late as hell chapter. I'm terribly sorry you guyz = [ please don't give up on me.....
Thank you all for reviewing for the last chapter and the next one is in progress. More pranks to come lol some fire and random pouncing dedicated to SilverCaladan and brothers haha. OH and Mamoru-baka will be introduced soon, so please keep reviewing XD
WARNING: PG-13 to R, you have been warned so don't go getting me in trouble ^_~
Disclaimer: blah blah blah..... yea you get the idea
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"Well that settles everything, good work babe!" Duo said to Makoto who closed the exit door behind her with a soft click.
She looked up at him laughing. "Thanks, but it wouldn't have worked out if it weren't for you too. Your plan was brilliant."
"Yea I know, I'm a genius." He smiled broadly.
"What do you want to do now?"
" Well, Usagi and our new friend Zechs seems to be moving quiet slowly, but you never know with that type-"
"No, no more match making. Besides Usagi is open with her feelings, they wont have any problems. Even though she can be slow....." Makoto mumbled good-naturedly.
"Lets dance babe!" Duo exclaimed, grabbing her hand and twirling her onto the dance floor.
Ami and Trowa laughed at their friends¡¦ antics. Sipping at their drinks, they looked at each other past the colored rims of their glasses. A pair of emerald eyes was shinning with amusement while the ocean blue pair was looking back glimmering with mischievousness, one eyebrow cocked.
" ::ahem:: So, Ms. Ami, how far am I from securing my freedom?" Trowa asked, putting his martini down.
"Oh you are a mile away my dear, Mr. Barton." Ami said, licking her upper lip free of coke and rum, which drew Trowa's eyes to her lips, causing him to suck on his bottom lip for a second before he realized what he was doing and stopped.
He looked up quickly to see that Ami was watching him intently a small smirk on her lips and that same God damned all knowing look she has, it drove him crazy!
"What would I have to do to redeem myself?" he asked in a husky voice.
"Answer my questions." Ami said directly. * I forgot why he had to redeem himself but since we are still at odds with each other, mine as well make the best of it. I have some blank spaces about the boys¡¦ relationship with each other.*
"Well, that seems simple enough. Ask away." Trowa said, leaning back in his seat, one arm draped across the couch the other resting on his knee.
"Why do you and your friends have the same guardian but different last names?"
"You get to the point don't you? Hahaha.....unlike you and your sisters, we were never adopted so we kept the last names that were given to us. Our guardian isn't a father figure, he's more like a teacher, general, a a warden."
"A warden?" Her eyes wide with alarm.
"Yes, a warden. You see, our guardian used to be a general in the army, and his training has never left him. Taking us in was like taking in soldiers which he could train whichever way he wanted."
"So you go through training?" At his nod, Ami went on. "What kind of training do you do?"
"The usual things people do at boot camp, or the army. We have an obstacle course in our back yard, which our guardian built using his retirement money and parts from an abandoned training base."
"So you know how to use weapons."
"Yes." Seeing her eyes drift down, a shadow passing through her clear and calculating blue eyes. "Does that scare you?"
Ami's head snapped back up and look of surprise crossing over her features then quickly disappearing. * What the hell do they do? He speaks about their training like it's a weekend thing that fathers would do with their sons to build a manly bond, but he's so stealthy in his movements and he notices changes in people; all of them are. * "No, it doesn't scare me. On the contrary actually, and I'm supposed to be asking the questions."
"Oh excuse me, Miss. Please continue." * What if I'm saying too much? These girls might not be as innocent as normal troublemakers, well as innocent as those can get. I got to talk to the others before something goes wrong. *
^^^Scene change^^^
Inside the tiki house was another budding couple playing twenty-one questions.
Usagi was sitting Indian style on a swivel chair smiling as Zechs switched a CD with a record, the song switching from Ms. E's 'Real Hot' to Michael Jackson's 'Smooth Criminal'. He had the cutest little smile, his head was bobbing slightly up and down with his headphones, and his cute butt was swishing from side to side slightly. You could really tell that he enjoyed this kind of work and it truly made him happy.
"::giggle:: oOps....." Usagi quickly covered her mouth and looked up with large eyes.
"Do I amuse you Usagi?" Zechs asked smiling. He sat down on another swivel chair and put several different CD' s in slots setting them up to be played.
"No, you just looked so happy and kawaii when you do your job, that's all." She answered, grinning.
"Hahah well thank you. I've never heard that before, but I've never brought any one in here with me either." He smirked.
"Hey, why does your dad dislike you working as a DJ?" She said in a rush trying to hide her blush.
":::sigh:: You remember me telling you that my dad was a politician right? Well, with him running and the type of people he needs to impress, I can't be seen doing this kind of job."
"What kind of people does he need to impress?" She asked confused. Eden was one of the best clubs around, what kind of deprived people were there?
"The country club kind of people. Polo playing, tennis sweater wearing, clogged nosed talking, ass kissing types of people."
"OoOHh! Well that makes sense. I can see why your dad wouldn't want you to be seen working here, but you're so happy when you DJ, I bet if you told him he would understand."
"No, he wouldn't. My dad would never hear me out."
"Come on, you should just try to talk to him at least. Explain calmly, you're his son for goodness sakes"
"I doubt that matters to him any more Usagi, thanks for genuinely caring, but his campaign is more important, it's been that way for a while." Zechs finished sadly, he pushed another button when 'Smooth Criminal' ended going to N.E.R.D.'s 'She Likes To Move' Clearing his throat of the awkward depressing moment, Zechs glanced quickly at Usagi and then back to the control panel.
Usagi catching this, smiled. "Come on, let's dance!" She exclaimed, jumping out of her seat and throwing off her visor. She started to move with the music, her hips going from side to side, making little music noises in her throat completely enjoying her world of dance and fun.
Zechs couldn't help but smile at this girl in front of him. She was so full of life and joy that it radiated off of her in waves. When she talked to him and asked him about his relationship with father, he could tell she truly cared and wasn't asking to be polite. Her words meant a lot to him. But he'll have time later....right now.....his eyes were being drawn to her tantalizing hips which were currently swaying in front of him.
Walking towards the unaware pray, the winter fox stalks the snow bunny, who was still lost in her own world. Zechs wraps his arms around her waist, his skin gliding over hers, * So soft. * Every dip, every move they made in sync with one another. Holding her hand, he twirled her away from him and then brought her back into a dip causing her to laugh joyously which caused a warm feeling to come over him making him laugh as well.
They continued dancing unaware of the commotion happening outside.
^^^^^Scene change^^^^ [it's been about two hours]
Back to our two budding lovebirds, Ami and Trowa, who are currently downing tequila shots.
"How many are we at Ames?" Trowa asked.
"Oh, I'll say about three each." Ami answered without slurring her words.
Picking up a match box from the center of the table while Trowa refilled there shot glasses, Ami glanced around the club. Ludacris' 'Stand Up' came on, white lights came on while smoke coated the dance floor and everyone started dancing with renewed energy.
Taking out a match, Ami lit it and stared at the little flame that would flicker now and then. Not caring that the flame was coming closer to her fingers.
"What do you think you're doing? You'll burn yourself." Trowa reprimanded her, liking his pointer finger and then putting out the flame with a ::fizz::.
"It wouldn't have hurt....and you just touched it, you hypocrite." Ami smirked, taking out another match and lighting. "Don't touch it." She snapped when Trowa started to reach for the flare.
Bringing her cup of tequila towards her, Ami flicked the match over the toxic drink igniting the liquor, a blue light yellow blaze forming on the surface of her drink.
Blowing out the match, she smirked and cocked her eyebrow asking a silent, "What are you going to do now, big boy?" while downing her drink.
Trowa just raised an eyebrow. * This woman never ceases to surprise me. * He drew in a breath when she leaned over him, her arms on either side of his hips, her face three inches from his.
She blew out air at him, his eyes clouding over, it was damn hard keeping his eyes from drifting down her neck to her cleavage; surprisingly her breath was cold and didn't smell like alcohol at all. There was a slight charcoal smell to it, reminding him of a dragon's flame, but it was cool as ice.
* Damn it this girl is driving me crazy. One minute I'm supposed to atone for my 'sins' but now.....I want to create some sins of my own.*
* The way he's looking at me makes me feel like food.....Kami-sama that's sexy. But I can't get lost in him, it would be a dumb ass move. *
( Beyonce ')
"Too hot for you, Mr. Barton?"
"mMm-hMm....."
"Why don't I go get some thing else for us to drink." Ami said, gliding out of the booth, leaving behind a dumbfounded Latin seducer.
*Phew.....that was a close call. When I first saw him walking down those steps I knew it was going to be hard to keep my hands off of him, but shit I didn't know it was gonna be THIS hard! *
Walking up to the bar, Ami put the empty bottle on the counter, waiting for the bar tender to get back with the bottle she ordered, taking sips of the fruit alcohol mix. Ami was thinking over what she learned so far of the hot Mr. Barton and his equally hot friends. When this horrid smell wafted over her, scrunching up her face, Ami turned around coming face to face with a scar faced greasy man.
"Hey beautiful, any one sitting here?"
Looking at him again, she saw a man around 25 his hair was dark brown, wavy and pulled into a log ponytail. Which was a little messy. He wore an old college t-shirt and faded jeans that had a hole at the knee. His breath smelled of cheap beer and he was standing too close.
"Yes, this seat is taken." Ami said, trying to be polite. Well of course no one was going to sit there, but he didn't need to know that.
"By who? I don't see any one. If I was your boyfriend, I would never leave such a pretty lady like you outa my sight." The man grinned at her running a finger up her arm.
Holding back a gag, Ami tried again.
"Look, sir. I'm waiting for someone so you better be gone before he gets back. Would you please leave me alone. And you're ruining my drink, you made the umbrella shrivel."
"Hey missy, I am the best ok? So you are gonna come with me whether you want to or not." He grabbed her arm ready to haul her off.
"Let go of me you drunken pig."
A hand grabbed on to the other mans hand, tightening with each word.
"You heard her. Let go." With that the man had separated the two.
The drunk wobbled. Ami looked up as she was being pulled gently into strong arms.
"Are you alright Ami? He didn't do anything did he? Trowa asked concerned.
"I'm fine, now. No, he didn't do anything."
The Two of them started to leave when suddenly a hand grabbed Trowa, spinning him around and then landing a right hook on his cheek bone.
"I'm not done with you, you lil' punk." Snarled the drunk. He had a grip of seven or so equally drunk men behind him.
Trowa straightened up with a sigh. His look was of complete boredom.
Ami was behind him, her hands on her chest, "uh-oh....."
The seven men charged all at once at Trowa, throwing punches and kicks. Trowa was blocking most of them, but the ones that got through did little to no damage.
The leader grabbed Ami from behind while she turned to get her friends.
"heh, this slip of a girl isn't wroth all this trouble." The drunk smirked, "She must be one hell of a bed warmer for you to keep her." Laughed the man.
Trowa pushed the other men out of his way, his face contorted into pure rage, teeth clenched. He drew his arm back and punched the bastard squarely in the face. Ami heard his nose shatter as Trowa's arm flew past her head. "Shut the f--- up you son-of-a-bitch." Trowa snarled.
The drunks' lemmings attacked again. Even though Trowa was fighting back, seven against one was hardly fair.
Ami let out a high-pitched whistle through her thumb and middle finger. Getting the attention of Rei, Minako, and Makoto.
"Shit." Rei swore harshly. Grabbing Wufei.
The six of them rushed to the fight, where a circle had surrounded Trowa, the lemmings, and the lemmings leader. The security and bouncer couldn't get past, and they wouldn't have either if it weren't for the combined glares of Rei and Wufei. Once to the middle, the boys jumped into the fight.
"Couldn't stay outa trouble, Trowa!?" Yelled Wufei, smiling as he punched a guy in the gut.
"And ruin the fun? Of course not." Trowa yelled back, throwing a guy into the crowd. "One down seven more to go." [goons + leader = 8 dumb asses]
"I'm the one usually getting into trouble." Duo laughed, flipping another guy over. "Two down, six to go."
"You were preoccupied." Quatre smiled, giving a left hook and a knee to the stomach. "Three down, five to go."
"Like you weren't, Mr. Observer. Or you would have noticed the trouble." Wufei said, doing a roundhouse, sending guy into the stools. "Four."
"And you would have jump to any fight." Right hook to the jaw of one guy, back kick to another. "Five and six." Sighed Trowa.
The leader was trying to run away but he couldn't get through the crowd. His shirt was soaked with blood. "Please don't hurt me. I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said about your girl." He whimpered as the four of them took foreboding steps toward him.
They were a feet away when Makoto called out, "The po-poes are here, we gotta split!"
The crowd scrambled purposely making chaos as the girls grabbed the boys. Running to the tables they picked up their wallets, purse, and ID's, and ran to the tiki house.
::BANGING::
"What the hell is going on?!" Zechs yelled.
They had been getting a bit cozy in there and now it looked like total mayhem outside. Man, did he want to shut the door and continue.
"Po's, we gotta go. NOW!"
"Crap." Usagi said.
They all ran to the back exit. [uh-oh ^_^]
Heero had a hand under Hotaru's tube top, around her back. His other arm was holding her leg around his waist. Hotaru's hands were buried in his hair, massaging his head, running down his shoulders, locked in a heated kiss.
::BAM:: The sudden hoise, light and voices pulled them apart from their separate world.
"Break it up you lovers. We gotta run." Said Minako running past them with a laughing Quatre in tow.
"Get a room you two." Came Rei as she ad Wufei ran passed, the two laughing as well.
By now Hotaru and Heero had cooled down enough and were starting to run with the rest of them towards their "car".
"What did you do this time Duo?" Heero said exasperatedly.
"It wasn't me this time.....it was Trowa."
Heero glared behind him to see Trowa smiling apologetically. "Guilty."
"You better have a damned good reason. If we get caught we're screwed."
Trowa looked down at Ami running beside him. Making eye contact. "I do."
Ami smiled at him, her eyes shining and took his hand in hers as they neared their vehicle.
"Get in and strap up!" Ordered Zechs as he revved the engine and sped down the road. Well as fast as the rolling bucket could get there.
Only huffs and puffs of breath were heard as the group clamored in.
They started to look at one another, smiles slowly spreading own their faces. They all burst out laughing.
Ami and Trowa retold what happened, all having a good laugh.
But when they got to the camp, all was quiet. All of them sneaked back to their cabins, saying their good nights and sweet dreams.
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Their counselors were sleeping soundly, the girls remembering the promise they made. Later this morning they had to wake up and do training.
Each changed, cleaned up and went to sleep, knowing they owed their counselors big time.
^^^^^^^^scene change: boys cabin^^^^^^^^
Each of them were thinking about thaw they experienced and smiling to themselves when they thought about the girl they were with. [in Heero's case it's a big big smile haha] They each were slipping into their sleeping bag when their counselor mumbled, "Does this look ok? The pink matches right?"
Rolling their eyes they all went to sleep.
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GAAAAAAAAAAAH~!!!!!!!!! I know don't kill me please~!! There is no excuse for this late as hell chapter. I'm terribly sorry you guyz = [ please don't give up on me.....
Thank you all for reviewing for the last chapter and the next one is in progress. More pranks to come lol some fire and random pouncing dedicated to SilverCaladan and brothers haha. OH and Mamoru-baka will be introduced soon, so please keep reviewing XD