A/N: Yay! I'm back! ^________^ Thank you for ur reviews. I love reading 'em. ^-^ Many of you have requested that Heero and Duo should go to the park—heheheheh some of u guys are evil—so I decided to go with the flow of the reviewers! Alrighty then. Here's "your" fic! ^___~ Enjoy!
~~~A Trip to the Park~~~
The living room was absolutely soundless and motionless. Wufei was in deep meditation on a cozy armchair, Trowa sat contently on a cushy sofa with his arms crossed and his head down, and Quatre sat next to Trowa with his hands in his lap.
Quatre was feeling very uncomfortable at the moment. He was doing his best not to break the sound barrier for Wufei's sake. He knew for a fact—thanks to Duo who found out the hard way—that Wufei did not like to be disturbed during his mediations. At the same time Quatre was trying to remain motionless for Trowa's sake. The soft sofa was extremely sensitive to movements and he didn't want to disturb Trowa's peaceful stillness. So, there Quatre sat: hardly breathing, barely moving, and very bored.
Trowa broke the silent/stillness moment by standing up and walking out of the living room. Quatre's weight shifted from Trowa's departure.
"Where're you going, Trowa?" Quatre asked, but suddenly realized that he raised his voice too loud after receiving a growl from Wufei. "Oops… sorry, Wufei," he whispered and tiptoed after Trowa. Once he exited the room, he spoke, "Is everything ok?"
Trowa stopped walking, but kept his face turned away. "Yes, I just have to take care of something."
"Can I help?" His face lightened in hopes of escaping boredom.
"I'm sorry. This is something I have to do alone."
"But, if I help you, then you can get the work done twice as fast. Two is always better than one!" he smiled.
"This is something that you can't help me with." Trowa began to walk away.
Quatre began to worry. 'Is he leaving for a suicide mission?' he thought. "Wait, Trowa!"
"…" Trowa ceased walking and slowly faced Quatre. "Please, don't follow me," he replied gently.
"But why, Trowa?" His voice strained.
"Because, I… I have to use the bathroom."
Quatre nearly fell over from his reply as his face turned bright red. "I'm really sorry, Trowa! I-I didn't know!" He was feeling pretty stupid right about now.
Trowa nodded. "Don't worry about it." He let out small chuckle. "Where did you think I was going? On a suicide mission?"
Quatre turned red again. "Ha ha… of course not!" he lied. "That would be silly!"
Trowa smirked, seeing past Quatre's mask, and entered the fancy restroom.
Quatre gathered himself and retreated to the living room. He plopped down on the bouncy sofa and sighed, forgetting about the annoyed Wufei. At that moment, the girls came descended downstairs with Heero and Duo in their arms. The boys were dressed in their pink teddy bear and purple lamb pajamas.
"Hey, guys," Hilde greeted. "Guess what? Heero was making out with Duo."
"NO, I WASN'T!!!" Heero yelled even though nobody could understand him.
"Oh, what a coincidence. Winner over here was fussing over Trowa's bladder." Wufei joined in the teasing torture.
"No, I wasn't!!! Wait, you heard us talking?" Quatre changed his tone.
"Of course I did. I'm not deaf!"
"Well, Hilde and I are going to take the boys to the park," Relena quickly changed the subject before anymore unsettling/disturbing news could be spoken.
"But, I don't wanna go to the park! Especially in this getup!" Duo complained.
"We don't have a choice, so stop whining." Heero snapped.
"When will you be back?" asked Quatre.
"In about an hour or so, sometime before five o'clock," Hilde answered as she grabbed her car keys.
"Ok, then. I'll have dinner ready by the time you get back."
"Sounds good." The ladies waved goodbye as Duo waved in protest.
*~*~*~*
It was a peaceful afternoon at the park. Children's laughter echoed throughout the playground, happy couples were jogging laps, and grandmothers sat on the wooden benches feeding the pigeons.
However, on the opposite end of the peaceful park, it wasn't so peaceful as Relena and Hilde unloaded the teenage babies out of the car. Duo fidgeted in Hilde's arms, while Heero's face was stern and tense.
"How about we set them down here," Hilde pointed to a spot in the sandbox.
"Here is perfect," Relena approved. "It's nice, safe area for them to play in."
Duo and Heero were gently placed down on the warm sand. Relena opened a backpack and dumped a bucket and shovel in front of the boys.
"What's this for?" Duo asked hoping for a reasonable answer.
"Have fun, you two!" Hilde smiled as she and Relena sat on the wooden bench directly across from them.
Duo sighed. He didn't want to be here, he was bored, and he was getting hungry. To chase away his boredom, Duo reached for the shovel and examined it: 'Small, plastic, and yellow.' He was bored again. Duo looked up from the ordinary shovel and stared at Heero. His knees were tightly tucked in toward his chest with his arms tightly hugging them. Heero's expression appeared troubled, like he was concentrating on something.
"Is something wrong, Heero?"
Heero slowly turned his head. "No."
"Are you sure?" Duo persisted. "You look uncomfortable."
"I'm fine," his voice stretched.
"C'mon, Heero! Something's bothering you, I can tell."
"Just leave me alone," he grumbled hoarsely with a stern glare.
Duo exhaled deeply. "Whatever you say."
He gaped back at his yellow shovel. The plain and ordinary digging device suddenly intrigued him. Duo grasped the handle firmly and plowed it into the soft sand. He held the shovel at eye level and faintly tilted it, allowing the grains of sand to slowly pour out, and trickle into the plain and ordinary, red bucket. The sound of the sand spilling into the bucket sang like raindrops splashing on the ground.
Heero's eyes widened as he observed Duo's amusement. "Could you please stop doing that?" He spoke quickly with a nervous tone.
Duo snapped out of his trance. "Do what?" He scooped up some more sand and bit-by-bit poured it into the bucket.
"That! Don't do that," his pitch grew higher as he hugged his knees tighter.
"Are you sure you're ok?" Duo slightly smirked. He had never seen Heero so nervous and uptight like this before and it looked awkward and out of character.
"Shut up. I'm fine," Heero struggled to loosen his voice. "Just don't pour the sand like that."
Duo's grin grew larger as he had the sudden urge to become the world's biggest pest. "Like this?" He scooped an extra large helping of sand and slowly dumped it in front of Heero's feet.
Heero's eyes began to water. "Stop it!" He squeezed his knees and curled his toes.
Duo chuckled. "Why should I? I thought you said you were fine." Heero remained silent and turned away. "Aw, c'mon, Heero. Just tell me what's wrong and then I'll leave you alone."
Heero stared out of the corner of his eye. "Is that a promise?"
Duo thought for a moment. "Alright, buddy. I promise," he smiled.
He lowered his head and spoke softly. "I…need to use the bathroom."
"Ah ha! So, that's what's been bothering you! I knew it!" he snickered. "I guess the Perfect Soldier DOES have a bladder!"
"Shut up, baka!" Heero threatened, being extremely careful not to make any sudden movements in his fragile state.
"No need to get upset, pal," Duo eased up. "But, I do have one question: why are you holding it in? I mean, if you hafta go, then just go! That's what diapers are for."
"I don't want to 'go'. It's disgusting."
"What are you talking about? It's completely natural!"
"Not when your pants become your personal toilet!" Heero concluded.
"It's not that big of a deal, Heero!" Duo argued back. "I already peed in my diaper," he "proudly" stated.
Heero did a double take. "I didn't need to know that!" His face contorted at the thought.
"But you feel so relived after you do it. So, stop torturing yourself and go!"
"… I can't."
"What do you mean? All you gotta do is just relax and…"
"I know how to piss, baka!" The vein popping out of his forehead indicated Heero's frustration.
"Then tell me what's wrong."
Heero breathed deeply. "I just feel… uncomfortable with you sitting next to me."
"Oh, I understand. You have a shy bladder! Don't worry, Heero. I'll let you piss in peace." Duo grinned, grabbed his beloved bucket and shovel with his teeth, and crawled away to the opposite end of the sandbox.
"I do NOT have a shy bladder!" Heero hollered back, but his voice fell to the ground.
Heero sat in the warm sand all alone, still embracing his knees. 'Duo's gone; maybe I should do it now,' he thought. 'But how can I? It's degrading! I refuse to lower myself to a helpless baby's level. On the other hand, Duo's right. I'm literally torturing myself. This can't be healthy for my body and I would feel a lot better if I just did it right here and now. No! I can't. That would mean that my diaper would have to get changed. I do NOT want anyone touching me there! That's even more degrading! I'll just wait until Dr. J can change me back into my original form and until then, I refuse to do it! Nothing will change my mind…'
"HEY, HEERO!! Did you tinkle yet?" Duo sneaked up behind him and yelled in his ear. Heero turned white as a ghost and shrieked loudly. His breath came up short as he began to hyperventilate. Heero stopped breathing all together when he suddenly felt wet. Unfortunately for Heero, Duo literally scared the pee out of him.
"YOU BAKA!! I thought I told you to NEVER sneak up on me EVER AGAIN!!" Heero fumed. At the same time, he was repulsed and sickened by his "accident".
Duo was blown away by Heero's outburst and fell on his butt. "Sorry, Heero," he uttered sheepishly. "So, 'mission accomplished', right? Did you piss yet?"
Heero clenched his hands into quivering fists and slowly answered through his grinding teeth, "Yes, I did piss, and I have you to thank for it!" He unfolded his legs and was ready to pounce.
"Alright! Good for you! I'm just glad I could help," Duo smiled, apparently not reading Heero's body language. "So, how does it feel to be sitting in your own pee?"
Heero's last stand of sanity broke as he freely let loose his anger upon the Bakagami…
*~*~*~*
Hilde gazed at her watch and yawned. "Hey, Relena. We should get going. I promised Quatre we would be home around five o'clock."
Relena looked up from her hand-weaved chain of flowers and nodded. She and Hilde rose from the spongy patch of grass and proceeded to the sandbox. Relena stood in front of Heero and knelt down to his height.
Heero innocently sat in his own little corner in the sand. The little, yellow shovel rested limply in his fingers. Every ten seconds or so, Heero would grip the shovel and rapidly beat the upside-down, red bucket like a bongo drum.
Relena giggled at his playful behavior. "Are you ready to go home, Heero?"
Heero's eyes lit up when he heard the word "home" and vigorously nodded. Accepting that as an invite, Relena picked him up and embraced him in her arms.
"Where's Duo?" Hilde scanned the playground, but was unable to locate the braided baby. Heero smiled. Relena turned her gaze from the "happy" Heero and joined Hilde in her search. Giving up on the hunt, Relena turned back to Heero and noticed his smile, still lingering on his "innocent" face.
"Ok, Heero," Relena sighed. "Where's Duo?" Heero played dumb and shrugged.
Hilde smirked, knowing how to get an answer. "Alright then. Nobody is leaving this park until we find Duo."
The smile quickly dropped from Heero's lips, as he pointed to the red bucket in defeat. The girls tilted their heads at his response. Nevertheless, Hilde bent down, lifted up the bucket, and gasped at the sight she saw. There, Duo was buried in the sand from the neck down with his braid stuffed in his mouth. Duo let out muffled cries for help at the first sight of daylight.
"Oh, my gosh! Duo!" Hilde shrieked as she frantically excavated Duo.
Once he was free, Duo took out his braid and coughed up bits of soggy sand. Out of the corner of his eye, Heero was snickering in Relena's arms. Duo stuck out his tongue, but Hilde grabbed it between her thumb and finger.
"What did you do to Heero this time, Duo?" she slowly let go his slobbery tongue.
"What are you looking at me for?!" he protested. "Heero was the one who buried me in the sand and pounded the bucket on my head for no reason!" The girls—who could only imagine what he was saying—let out a sigh, shook their heads, and headed back for the car.
A/N: That was chappie number 8! Woo-hoo! I've already started on chapter 9 and I have an idea for chapter 10 ^_______^ moving right along! But, this doesn't mean I won't be accepting ideas. I like to hear ur opinions ^-^. So, please review!