Serena gazed at Heero's perfect face. It wasn't fair. No guy should have prettier hair then her. It just wasn't fair. Then again, since when was life fair? She glared at him. He glared back.

"You're going with us."

No, I'm not!

"You don't have any choice in the matter. Get your things, we're leaving." Serena just sat there, with a stubborn look plastered onto her face. Heero realized that it would take action, not words, to move this blond-haired child. So, he took action.

Serena stared at Heero's rather well defined ass as he walked with her on his shoulder. There was no way that he just did what he did. There was no way. Yet there she was, hanging upside down from his shoulder as he walked towards the truck. The very big, very black truck. With tinted windows. But…was that someone sitting in the driver's seat? Serena squinted so as to get a better look. Yes, there was definitely someone in the driver's seat. Someone with long braided hair and sparkling indigo eyes. Serena began to squirm.

Because she had seen the silhouettes of other people in the car. And if there was one thing she knew, it was that she definitely did not want to be stuck in a car with five guys. Didn't they care that she was emotionally scarred? Serena began to pound her fists on Heero's back, to no avail. He opened the door to the car, stuck her in there, and climbed in after her.

Truly, there was no justice in this world.

Duo glanced back as Heero shoved the fragile girl into the truck. Heero might have been Duo's best friend, and vice versa, but that didn't mean that Duo couldn't be angry on Serena's behalf. Sally had told him what that sicko Shields had done to her. And here she was, being shoved into the car with a bunch of guys. Duo knew that she was unstable right now; she was probably terrified at the mere idea of living with five men. But there wasn't much he could do about it. Truth be told, they were the best at what they did. There was nobody who had had as much training as they had. Except for maybe Zechs. But, the Preventors didn't exactly trust Zechs. So that left them. Technically, all five of them weren't required for this mission, but Sally had thought it imperative that all five were engaged in the mission.

She had said something about 'balancing each other out.' Whatever the hell that meant.

Anyways, back to the situation at hand. Duo observed Serena from the rearview mirror as he drove. She was practically plastered to the back of her seat, as she tried her damnedest to keep from touch either Heero or Wufei. Duo grimaced slightly. They just had to stick her in between the two hard-asses. He felt for her, he really did. So, Duo did what he does best.

He diffused the situation.

Quatre grabbed onto Trowa to keep from falling onto the floor as the car veered to the right. Wufei, however, wasn't that lucky, as he picked himself up from the floor of the car.

"Idiot! What the hell do you think you're doing?" Wufei demanded as he sat back down in his seat.

"Well, there's a Dairy Queen, and I really want some ice cream!" Duo smiled brightly as he pulled into the parking lot. He checked on Serena in his rearview mirror, only to find her gripping Heero's arm tightly. Well then, that was interesting.

As soon as the car door had opened, and Wufei had gotten out of the way, Serena sprung from the truck. She took five large steps away from the group of males, and inhaled the smog-filled air. Whipping out her little notepad (Serena made it a point to always have one with her now) she scribbled furiously on it and shoved it in Duo's face.

What moron gave you a license? Duo chuckled slightly as he handed her pad back to her.

"Sorry sugar, I don't have a driver's license." Serena gaped openly at Duo, then at the other four men. They had allowed him to drive when he, quite obviously, was incompetent? She could have been killed! Once again scribbling on her pad, she shoved it back into Duo's face.

Do any of you have a license? Duo scratched his head as he thought. Did any of them? He knew that he didn't have one, Heero had been declared as 'reckless' and Wufei had aggressive driving issues. Perhaps Quatre, or Trowa….

Quatre looked over at the pad of paper that Duo had been holding and smiled at Serena. "I have a license, Ms. Serena, and so does Trowa. If you would feel more comfortable with one of us driving, then we would be more then happy to do so." No need to mention the little rock, paper, scissors game he, Duo, and Trowa had competed in before Heero emerged from the house with her on his shoulder. Serena nodded slowly as she seemed to think that over.

"Guys! Come on! I want to get some ice cream!" Duo bounded towards the Dairy Queen with the exuberant air of a child. Quatre shook his head slightly as he pondered whether or not this was a good idea. Quatre's face paled slightly as he though of how Duo would act after eating ice cream.

At least the ride home would be interesting.

Serena gaped as she saw Duo inhale his ice cream. None of the other members of their little party had seemed to notice anything odd, however…everyone within the Dairy Queen had begun to stare. Not only had Duo eaten a banana split, but he also had completed 5 sundaes and was currently working on his sixth. Catching Wufei's eye, Serena tilted her head.

"He's always a pig." With that, Wufei continued to eat his ice cream. Serena just stirred her ice cream in its little plastic bowl. The only member of the party that didn't have ice cream was Heero, who was currently glaring at everyone as they stared at Duo's eating habits. Serena took the time, seeing as how she wasn't very hungry, to study him. A slew of messy chocolate-brown hair rested upon a head full of chiseled features. Her gaze lowered, down his broad shoulders that tapered down to a truly spectacular ass. Serena felt herself blush as she realized that despite his cold indifference and the emotional fortitude of a rock, Heero could quite possibly have any girl he wanted. He was, simply put, gorgeous.

She was doing it again. Staring at him. Did he have something on his shirt? Heero couldn't figure it out. If there was anybody she ought to be staring at, it ought to be Duo. The one-man garbage disposal had begun to work on his seventh ice cream sundae. Heero secretly observed her as she looked him over. Scowling, Heero turned his glare towards her. Serena ducked her head and continued to push her ice cream around in her bowl.

Just what was her problem anyways?

AN: Here's chapter five! Hope ya'll enjoyed it. I know it's short, but me and my muse have just gotten back in touch with one another (it appears that she went on vacation without telling me...go figure). So I decided to just post what I have so far, and to let ya'll know that I haven't forgotten this fic! Happy Readings!