(A/N: Hey all! Whoa! So many reviews last chappie! As soon as I get the piccy done, I'll send it out, promise!
THIS IS MUCHO IMPORTANTE'! PUH-LEEZ READ!
I'm thinking of maybe having Akane pair up with one of the G-Boys.
I want you, the readers imput on this.
Do you think it's a good idea?
A bad idea?
Tell me what you think.
And now, On with the fic!)
"Hey Quatre! Don't drift too far away!" Hinode cried, stretching out her hand and gripping his wrist.
"It isn't like I'm trying!" Quatre said sheepishly as Hinode dragged him forward.
"Yeah, I know." Hinode grinned, "But it's uber easy to lose someone in a crowd! Stay close, kay?"
"I'll try." Quatre smiled as she released her grip.
"Now lessee." Hinode said thoughtfully, scanning the faces in the crowd on tiptoe, momentarily ignoring Quatre (this won't last long), "Where…"
Quatre held back a chuckle at how ridiculous she looked.
However, the humor of the moment was soon brought to an end as he felt a hand squeeze his cheeks (and no, I don't mean his face)
Quatre's face filled with color and he emitted a high pitched squeak as the hand continued it's exploration.
"Nope. I don't see her." Hinode said calmly, turning around.
She saw the expression on his face.
She also saw the GUY feeling him up.
She went from zero to pissed in .00001 seconds (as any Quatre fangirl would)
She grabbed the guy's wrist in her left hand, the knuckles on her right white as she drew it back screaming-
"PERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRVEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!"
-BUH-RAK-
He went flying across an occupied table and hit the bar.
This move was taught to both Hinode AND Sora for safety purposes by Akane in case there was any head scratching.
Which I doubt.
Hinode then wrapped Quatre in a bone crushing hug sobbing-
"I'M SO SORRRRRRRYEEEEEEE!" she bawled, "ARE YOU HURT? ARE YOU SCARRED FOR LIFE? DO YOU HATE ME?"
"In this order." Quatre said serenely, "No. Slightly. And absolutely not."
"Phwew. AUUGH! NO! and HOORAY!" Hinode cheered with a grin.
A truly perplexed expression crossed Quatre's face.
"Just answering your responses in order!" Hinode said, smirking cheekily.
"Oh." Quatre said, "I guess that makes sense."
To himself he thought-
"Weird girl…but pleasant enough."
-Meanwhile…Downstairs In The Mosh Pit…-
"WHOA!" Duo cried, watching in amazement as the bodies crashed, thrashed and hurtled into each other, "Whadd're they tryna do? Kill themselves?"
"No. They're slam dancing." Sora said knowingly as a tattooed skin head launched himself off the top of a speaker and started crowd surfing.
"And yer sayin' we'll find her…here?" Duo asked, raising an eyebrow."
"Nope." Sora grinned, grabbing his chin and turning his head in another direction, "Found."
Duo found himself staring at a supine, midnight blue-haired mass being passed hand over hand in his direction.
Akane was set down by a pair of burly, seedy looking guys, who looked more than ready to cop a feel.
Which they did.
Which they paid for dearly a few seconds later.
Akane had them pressed up against the wall, arms twisted behind their backs in the space that it takes to blink.
"If you ever come inta my line of sight again, I…will…kill you, you sad fucks. Ya get me?" she snarled.
The nodded quickly, tears in their eyes.
"Akane! Hi!" Sora said happily.
Akane turned and acknowledged her friend for a moment…
…then twisted the oversized perverts arms one last time until she heard the sickeningly satisfying
-pop-
-pop-
of their shoulder's dislocating before releasing them.
"Hello yerself." Akane smirked at Sora, ignoring the men as they whimpered in pain.
She regarded Duo coldly.
"Hello freak." Akane snorted.
Duo scowled.
He hadn't even done anything yet and she was already ripping him a new one.
He decided to let it go.
"Where're th' rest of'em?" Akane asked, looking around.
"They're still upstairs." Sora supplied as they started for the stairs.
"Where upstairs?" Akane asked sharply.
"At the bar." Duo replied with smirk.
Akane groaned.
"…I…am afraid ta ask…" she muttered, "..can they hold their liquor?"
"Not at all!" Duo grinned toothily.
"Lord have mercy." Akane moaned as they reached the top of the steps where Quatre and Hinode waited.
"Hey! You found her!" Hinode said happily, "That's good."
"Hey…you've been…cryin'." Akane said slowly, noting the tears in the corners of her eyes.
Rounding on Quatre, lifting him up by the collar she roared, "IF YOU TOUCHED HER, SO HELP ME I'LL-!"
"NONONONONO-OO!" Hinode shrieked, glomming onto Akane's arm, "QUATRE got groped and I felt horrible cuz I was right there and couldn't do anything ta stop it!"
"…oh." Akane said, automatically releasing her grip, causing the blonde Arab to fall on his rear, but not apologizing for her conduct, "Izzat all?"
Hinode and Sora looked ready to smack her.
Quatre looked ready to help.
How dare she make light of that bastard feeling up his ass?
"Well, whatever." Akane said flippantly, "I need you guys to go and collect the Blitzed Bastards from the bar while me an' girly man here dance."
"Huh?" Duo blinked, "You mean me?"
Akane nodded.
"Mm-hm." She said tartly, "My date hadta bail, and you're close by. As much as I loathe you, dancing is better with company…even if you can't stand ta look at them."
"Point taken." Duo smirked, "So I guess we're dancing."
"Yuh-huh." Akane nodded bleakly, "Just one song tho'. Damnit. I hate it when Taka and Suu-kun double-team me."
"I hafta admit, for someone like you? This is the ultimate punishment." Duo grinned.
"…did I give you permission to speak?" Akane glared.
"Well excuse me, your majesty." Duo said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"Just listen up." She snapped, "If yer gonna touch me at all, keep yer hands on the equator. Go below the southern hemisphere, I kill you."
"I got it. I got it." Duo snorted.
Sora, Hinode and Quatre had just arrived at the bar and the sight that met their eyes was a little disturbing.
Girls were hooting and whistling shrilly as Wufei stood on top of the bar, stripping.
He had at least a couple hundred thousand yen shoved in his waistband as he teetered around yelling-
"Wha' goesh next?"
"LOSE THE PANTS, HOT STUFF!" Sora screeched.
Hinode slapped her across the face.
"Get ahold of yourself woman!" she exclaimed.
Heero and Trowa were sobbing in each others arms, ignoring the show only inches away from them.
"An' ah ne'er told'er…how much sh' meansh ta me!" Heero wailed drunkenly, "GAWD AH LOVE'ER!"
"AH LOVE YA MAN!" Trowa bawled, "YER LIKE A BROTHA T' ME!…hgk…DONCHA TELL NOBODY!...'R I'LL KILL YEW MAN!"
"We've gotta get them out of here." Quatre thought worriedly as Wufei began to loose his pants, "QUICKLY!"
Duo and Akane showed up, song over, dance finish.
Akane looked furious.
Duo looked as though his jaw might be broken.
"I'm tellin' ya it wasn't me!" he cried through his swollen lips.
"Oh yeah RIGHT!" Akane snarled, "Like you DIDN'T cop a feel!"
"I DIDN'T" Duo hollered, maintaining his innocence.
"If he says he didn't, he didn't." Quatre said sharply, "Now would you PLEASE help me?"
Akane harrumph-ed and ignored him.
"Please Akane?" Sora begged.
"Please?" Hinode whined.
A defeated look crossed Akane's face.
-Later…-
"God, these 'tards are heavy sloshed." Akane grumbled, lugging Heero and Trowa through the door on her back.
Duo refused to help because of the whole, "Mistaken Identity" thing and instead, nursed his jaw the entire way home.
Sora and Hinode had home their own way, promising to return the clothes later.
Quatre carried Wufei, looking exhausted.
The hammered China man had tried to blow out of the Taxi three times on the way home.
Akane dumped the pair carelessly on the floor and stalked towards the stairs.
"Where you off to now?" Duo asked, a questioning look on his face.
Akane glared viciously at him.
"BED PERVERT!" she bellowed, stomping up the stairs so hard, the entire mansion shook (not really; gotta love metaphors)
"Yeesh." Duo grumbled, "Whaddid I do?"
Quatre just shook his head.
(A/N: Suo has managed to get Akane, Sora and Hinode out of school so they can act as guides for the G-Boys. First stop? You'll just hafta wait until next chappie! R&R!)
