Here's Chapter 4. How groovy! I'm really excited that a bunch of people were reading this...there were quite a few hits...but...I've only got a few reviews...So I'm making a stand! If you want me to update this YOU MUST REVIEW! I will not continue until I've got a bunch. sooooooooooooooooooooooooo /blows raspberry/ indeed...
WARNING! There is foul language and references to naughty things...i think i may up the rating to M tell me what youthinkinthose reveiws eh? OHand ther are references to a little 5x5...http/ www. livejournal. com/users/ elterriblefizzy/ take out those spaces and type that in...and you'll go to my LJ...El Terrible Fizzy's House and that's where you can read about Fei Fei's soloaction!soo...until we meet again!
Wufei walked into the living room after his bath and he almost screeched as he found someone on his couch. "Hey 'Fei!" A bright voice called to him.
"Dammit Julie, what the hell are you doing here?"
"Um duh! Monday Night Movies, Julie and Wufei's tradition, you're such a moron." Wufei couldn't believe he'd forgotten.
"I'm sorry. What movie did you bring?" He wasn't shy about his half nude state, plus they weren't interested in each other that way. Although he didn't like the grin on her face. She pushed up her dark-framed glasses with one finger and pulled her dark hair back.
"Well, you know that movie I've been telling you about? You know, The Phantom of the Opera?"
"You mean the one you've seen almost thirty times, and watch and sing in French? You've made me watch it three times already!" He couldn't believe the injustice of it all. But it seemed as if his dear friend had only brought 'The Phantom of the Opera'. "Bitch."
"Homo."
"And proud of it!" He replied and she burst out into cackles. "Let me go put some clothes on, make the popcorn will you, idiot?"
"Fuck off, Wang, get your Chun King Express movin' and put some clothes on, I swear, you're such an exhibitionist!" She stalked off to the kitchen and he chuckled again. In a way Julie was very like Maxwell and like Maxwell she could always make him chuckle.
Entering his room, Wufei decided to put on his pajamas and then he went back to the living room, pick in hand. He'd never get the tangles out if he just left it. So, as the movie started, Wufei proceeded to pick out the tangles in his dark hair. "Man, I love the Phantom. I'd go with him! Christine's crazy!" His friend said the same thing each and every time they watched the movie. "What about you Fei-fei?"
"I'd go with the Phantom, but I'd rather have Treize."
"Treize?" She clicked pause on the movie and turned to him. "Talk to me, tell me everything, NOW!" Her eyes bore into his and he relented.
"You know my friend Quatre?"
"You mean the little blond kid that wears pink?" She nodded and he smiled, that's Quatre.
"Yes, he had a party, that's where I was this weekend, by the way did you feed my hermit crab?" She nodded. "Good, well, the power went out and we just decided to put it off, anyhow. It was late and Treize showed up. Quatre introduced him to all of us, and then Relena got all upset about my last book."
"The bitch." Julie was eating popcorn and looking at him like he was a cinema screen at a suspense movie. He smiled and told her all about Treize.
"He kissed you! Oh my god! He sounds like a hottie! And you're going to dinner at his place tomorrow?" Wufei nodded. "Don't forget the condoms!" She laughed as he threw a pillow at her. "Sorry Fei."
"I need a cigarette." she mumbled something that sounded strangely like 'dumbass' before un-pausing the movie and breaking out into song. "You don't mind do you?" She shook her head, singing 'the music of the night'. He found his cigarettes and lit up, letting the nicotine slide over his nerves, he felt better. Sighing he finished his cigarette and went back to watching 'The Phantom of the Opera.' Damn he hated musicals.
"Quatre?" Trowa spoke softly into the blonde's ear.
"Yeah?" He turned over, rubbing a little sleep from his eye. It was only 3:04 in the morning, Quatre smiled at him. "What is it Trowa?"
"I want to take you to dinner tomorrow night, what do you think?" Quatre smiled.
"Sure, I'd love to go out. Casual or semi-formal?"
"Whatever you'd prefer, anything for you. If you wanted to go full on formal, I'd do it. I'd put on a tux for you anyday." He nuzzled Quatre's neck and the blonde giggled.
"Trowa! You don't have to, we'll go real casual, something like a nice restaurant, nothing extravagant, maybe Applebee's? Hell, I'd love it, even if it were McDonalds, anywhere with you Trowa." Trowa pressed his hardening length into Quatre's backside.
"You know what it does to me when you curse." Quatre giggled and replied.
"Fine, fucking McDonald's it is. Now, are you going to fuck me or not you dumbass." Trowa moaned and they started the previous evening's activities anew.
Duo pressed his hand to his forehead, they had just moved all of Heero's stuff into his apartment. "Damn, I didn't know you had that much shit."
"I didn't know it either, it's all those clothes that Relena made me buy, even some of the things I bought for her." Duo shrugged.
"She's crazy, what can I say?" Heero chuckled and pulled Duo, flush up against him. Their faces were inches from each other. "I know, I can say, that I want you."
"Heero, it seems like this is going to fast, but I can't stop myself, I love you too much to stop now." Duo nuzzled to Heero and Heero brought the braided man's face up to look at it. Deep cobalt eyes looked into violet-blue ones.
"I like the way it's going, I wouldn't have it any other way. I definitely care about you, more than I could care about Relena, and I've never felt like this before. Teach me to love Duo? Please?" Duo nodded and Heero kissed him. Swinging his lover around in his arms they fell upon the floor, sucking lips like there was no tomorrow.
"So what the hell are you going to wear tomorrow?" Julie looked up from the end of the movie and he shrugged. "Well are you going clothed or nekkid?"
"Nekkid?"
"Naked and up to something? A clear difference from just plain naked." She smirked and he hit her with another pillow. "So, what are you going to wear?"
"I dunno, I was thinking jeans and a t-shirt."
"Yeah, that's good." She muttered turning the movie back to a scene at the beginning. It started playing in French. "Why don't you wear the khaki's and a red sweater. You look so nice in them.
"I'm not wearing Khaki's and a red sweater."
"Yes, wear those and your cute little glasses, with a pair of those brown casual shoes. Please? For me Fei? I just wanna see you happy."
"This is a date, not a marriage." She grinned and he rolled his eyes. "Fine. Fine. FINE! Go home, I'm going to bed." She grinned and took her movie out of the DVD player.
"Goodnight Wufei, sweet dreams, and by the way, if you become a chronic masturbater, please don't ever touch anything that's mine." She winked and disappeared from his apartment leaving him shocked. Had she heard him, and heard him call out Treize's name? He was too tired to think about it. Turning out the lights he entered his bedroom and flopped across the bed, falling asleep instantly.
I have a strange feeling that someone is going to report me for this...please don't i didn't mean to! I'll try to do better...by the way...i own nothing...except maybe Julie...she's based off of me...come on I couldn't help myself...but you know...that's the only time she'll probably be in this fic...you know...if she is again...it'll be a small part...so I'm off...Until We Meet Again! Please Review!