One Down, Four Pilots To Go
Relena had been searching everywhere for Heero. She found him in the kitchen. In fact, all five Gundam pilots were there. They were fighting over a three-layered vanilla cake, with strawberries and whipped cream between the layers and on top.
"Hey! Come on buddy!" Duo laughed. "Hand over some of that cake!"
Heero held the cake high over Duo and Quatre's head. Trowa, who had gotten the plates, reached out a finger and stole some of the whipped cream.
"That's pretty damn good," he commented.
"Hey! Wait a minute, Trowa!" Quatre shouted. "That's not fair! The rest of us haven't gotten any!"
"Did you want some?"
"Pretty please, and thank you!" Quatre smiled.
Trowa set the plates down. Duo was still trying to get at the cake, distracting Heero enough so that Trowa could steal another bit of whipped cream. Walking behind Quatre, Trowa wrapped an arm around his waist.
"Try it," Trowa urged him. "It's delicious." Quatre took Trowa's hand in his and stuck the whipped cream coated finger in his mouth.
"Do you mind?" Wufei snapped. He took the cake from Heero, who was now holding Duo at bay with his foot stuck against his friend's chest. Wufei set the cake down, taking out his knife and slicing it into five pieces.
"Um, Heero?" Relena said from the doorway. "Could I talk to you please?" Heero nodded, walking out after Relena. Once they had turned a couple of corners, Relena stopped and faced Heero. "What would you say if I told you that I could get Duo on a date with you?"
Heero raised an eyebrow in suspicion. "What's the catch?"
"No catch, except that Duo, and everyone else for that matter, can't know what's going on. Speak to no one about this, okay?"
"Sure, anything to get a date with Duo."
"Well, I think you've waited long enough for this chance."