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Heero was pinned against the desk as Duo continued to inhale deeply. Duo's violet eyes dangerously lit up, a smirk appeared on his face.
"Even you wouldn't go out with Relena." Duo said dangerously, inching closer. Heero managed to stay calm and still, even with Duo so close to him. "I know you have more sense than that, Heero."
"You don't know me, Duo." Heero replied flatly. "That's your problem. You assume so many things about me."
"Because you didn't let me think anything else of you with your holier-than-thou attitude." Duo blocked Heero's path by placing his arms on either side of him. "First impressions speak for themselves."
Heero narrowed his eyes dangerously and calmly folded his arms and legs as he leaned back into the desk. "I wasn't aware that I was impressing anybody."
"Neither was I." Duo whispered. "But that still doesn't give you the right to lie to me, Heero."
"I am not lying to you." Heero said defiantly.
"Bullshit!" Duo slammed his fist against the desk. Heero merely glanced at it then directed his face back to Duo.
"Think what you want Duo." Heero calmly said. "As I said, I was stating a fact because if you don't change your fucking attitude, I might as well date her, as you so bluntly put it."
"Aha!" Duo smirked again. "So you did lie to me."
"It may come true." Heero whispered. "Besides, I have more important things to do than courting boys and girls." Heero pushed Duo back a bit so he could get around him.
Duo sighed, then turned around to face his tormentor. "Maybe what we did earlier wasn't supposed to happen, but you could at least still talk to me."
"I have other things to do than waste my time with you." Heero said offhandedly moving to open the door to let the other students in.
"Anyone that's with me never, ever wastes their time," Duo said, "because we talk about things other than school. You know a social life, something that you do with friends."
"I know what that means." Heero grumbled. "It's still a waste of time."
"You may know what it means, but do you actually know its true meaning?" Duo snapped. Heero stopped in midstride of twisting the handle. By his silence, Duo figured that Heero didn't have anything else to retort. "I thought so."
"You are so self conceited." Heero began in a sly tone. "Do you think of anyone else other than you?"
"I could say the same to you."
"I care about Trowa and Dekim."
"Well I care about my friends and family." Duo said in a thoughtful tone. "See, not at all conceited."
Heero dropped his hand away from the door and turned around to face Duo with a blank expression. "Duo, truth or dare?"
"What?" Duo confusedly asked. "Since when did you learn to play that?"
"Relena." Heero said in a angry tone, clearly frustrated by Duo's questions. "Truth or dare?"
"Alright, sheesh." Duo glanced upward, thinking of his choices. "Truth, I guess."
"Are you capable of liking me for who I am and not what I am?" Heero leaned back against the door while he crossed his arms, ignoring the angry knocks and yelling by the other students.
"Yes, maybe. It depends if you aren't a total jackass and…."Duo blurted out, ignoring the way Heero rolled his eyes. "Truth or Dare, Yuy?"
Heero smirked and Duo shivered by the intense, yet deadly look in Heero's eyes. "Dare."
"I dare you to kiss me like you mean it." Duo demanded in a tone that plainly said 'I-don't-care-if-you-are-God-yourself-just-do-it'.
Heero walked forward like a soldier and stopped in front of Duo, looking him in the eyes with a challenging look. "It depends if you're not a total jackass, you know… the whole bastard ego." Heero mocked and folded his arms again.
Duo stared at him stupidly and snapped his mouth shut, once he realized his jaw was open. "You either do it or you're a coward."
Heero playfully smirked and brought Duo's face closer to his and whispered. "Mission accepted." And Duo kissed him, ignoring the fact that it was suppose to be the other way around. It was intense, hungry and yet beautiful at the same time as both could hear fireworks exploding and bells ringing somewhere.
They slowly broke apart to catch their breath, and Heero slowly opened his eyes to the new wave of sensation.
"Does this mean I'm forgiven?" Duo slowly asked and Heero smirked.
"No." With that said, Heero swiftly turned around and opened the door.
Treize slumped back into his chair and glared at the doctor. His face was blank and there was no sign that he was going to give up that easily with the Heero Yuy case.
Judge Ashcroft was in charge of the preceding case and he was also a friend of Heero's guardian. That was something that Treize did not like, not even one bit. Their chance at winning this case was very slim.
Heero's fate depended on the jury and only time will tell if they did in fact have a chance to win.
Dorothy sat cross-legged by Trowa's desk in the study hall. They both skipped lunch so they could get ahead on their work, since they were partners after all on a project.
"So, Barton. Tell me how do you plan to run things when your father is dead?" Dorothy purred and Trowa stopped reading his textbook and looked at Dorothy with a stone face.
"When it comes to that, I'll do my duty as his heir." Trowa replied and went back to his book, ignoring Dorothy's malicious grin.
"And what does he think of your relationship with Quatre Winner?" Dorothy again asked in her mystifying tone and Trowa dropped his book and stared blankly at it before turning to look again at Dorothy.
"He doesn't know." Trowa slowly responded.
Dorothy scooted closer and put her chin on the palm of her hand and batted her eyelashes at Trowa and he instinctively backed away. "Perhaps I could help with that."
"What do you mean?"
"You need a decoy before you tell your father, in case he might suspect something." Dorothy said.
"I will not use anyone like that." Trowa said in his impassive tone. "I'll tell him when he gets home."
"Why not next week, on parent-teacher conference day." Dorothy quietly said. As she had expected, Trowa continued to sulk and glare at the book he was reading.
"Mind your own business, Dorothy." Trowa threatened. "If you try anything to harm Quatre, I'll kill you."
Dorothy chuckled. "Why would I do such a thing?" Dorothy playfully said.
"Why are you asking questions about things that does not concern you?" Trowa asked.
"We'll be partners for a long time." Dorothy grinned at the double meaning of the words. "It would be best if we got to know each other...a little better." Dorothy suggested in a sultry tone.
Trowa frowned a bit before looking at her. "That sounds like a very good idea," Trowa muttered. "I don't like people sticking their nose in my business and what you want to know, you can find out over the net. I'll see you tomorrow in class." Trowa said in a tone that ended their conversation and got up from his seat. Before he left he said over his shoulder. "One more thing, stay away from Quatre."
Duo groaned as he glanced at the bench where Heero resided, with his legs crossed and one arm holding a book, while the other was stretched over the back.
Why did he have to have a class and Heero have free time. This wasn't fair!
"Problem concentrating Duo?" Quatre smirked knowingly.
"More than you know..." Duo muttered. He didn't know whether Quatre meant his work or the other problem that was enjoying the sun and reading a book.
"The problem is not that hard to solve." Quatre leaned over his desk. "I thought the window ... might help you pay attention in class." Quatre grinned. "It's a very nice view, is it not Duo?"
"Shut up Quatre." Duo half heartily hissed as he glanced once again at Heero.
"It's a very blue day." Quatre teased and Duo knew he meant Heero's eyes.
"Very perceptive of you Quatre, but I noticed that myself." Duo muttered. "Thanks anyway." He sarcastically added.
"You know Duo, you just might as well kidnap him." Quatre said. "You obviously have issues to settle."
"Whatever..." Duo laid his face on his hand and watched the spectacular view outside on the warm, sunny day.
"You challenged him, you dragged him to a club, you asked him out and you locked him in a room this morning." Quatre said. "Your skills of wooing are way twentieth century."
"What's your point?"
"Try a different tactic."
"And what exactly am I suppose to do?" Duo sarcastically retorted. "Stand outside his windows and sing ballads to him."
"That's not a bad idea..." Quatre trailed off in a thoughtful expression.
Duo shook his head and his eyes suddenly lit up. "I know!"
"I don't like that look in your eyes." Quatre said.
"I'll kidnap him!" Duo exclaimed and turned back to stare strangely out the window. "And I know exactly how to carry out my plan."
"Leave me out of it while you're at it." Quatre murmured and went back to his desk to finish his work.
Heero could not read the book. He was aware that he was being watched, but the culprit was nowhere in sight. Using his engineered senses, Heero relaxed a bit as he listened for any oncoming footsteps. He'd managed to get rid of Relena and was paranoid enough to jump every time she was near.
Heero flipped a page and heard a twig snap from somewhere behind him. He used tunnel vision to see from the side of his eyes, without making a move and alerting the person behind him that he was aware of their movement.
He turned another page and the person moved closer. Heero shifted uneasily and the hairs on the back of his neck were standing. But he wasn't scared; he was just a tad nervous. The last fight he had was a year ago and that was when he was in training and his opponent was his own cousin.
If it was a guy, he could handle him. But what if it was a girl, Relena maybe. Heero's eyes creased forward as he slowly turned another page and he imagined that whoever was behind him was taking a huge leap forward.
By the noise they were making, they couldn't be farther than five feet. At least six more pages and they would be close enough for him to grab and throw over the bench.
Heero turned the page again and he heard a quick shuffle and before he could react he heard the barrel of a gun snap in place.
"Scream and I'll shoot," The tone was low and demanding. It couldn't be anyone he knew. The voice was too harsh. "That's a good boy, now come with me quietly."
Heero didn't move and he calmly placed his book down. Somewhere nearby, there was a loud banging, like someone was trying to break a window.
"Death is only the next adventure." Heero coldly said before he relaxed backwards. "Take your best shot, you only got one."
Heero felt the pressure of the gun leave his head and before the man could strike him with the butt of the weapon, Heero quickly caught his hand and used his free arm to grab the man's elbow and roughly pull him over. Heero the bent the man's arm backward and grabbed the gun as he pointed it at the back of his attacker's head. "I don't hesitate, so start speaking." Heero threatened as he cocked the gun and held the trigger firmly in place.
"It was not my idea." The man said. Heero couldn't identify him with a mask in place, covering the head of the assaulter. "I- I don't know who it was, but he said he'll pay me if-"
"Drop the weapon kid." A female voice said from behind him that made Heero stand up, pulling the darkly dressed man with him and turning around to face the woman, who was also in a similar suit of a black ski mask and jump suit.
"Who are you?" He demanded.
"That's none of your concern child, now let go of my partner or you'll be meeting your maker." She said in a reasoning tone.
Heero narrowed his eyes and before he could pull the trigger, he felt something sharp penetrate his neck. He pushed the man away after the tranquilizer was already injected. Heero shook his head, to clear the fogginess that began to engulf him.
The drug was stronger than the normal substance he was used too and he fell to his knees. His body refused to respond, while his mind was in full battle mode. Heero tried standing up, only to fall face forward and the ground hurried up to meet him, but one of the attackers caught him before he could fall flat on the cement. His eyes closed and everything went black.