A.N. Sorry I took ages to upload this chapter… was very busy
with numerous assignments and half-yearly assessments and
yadda-yadda-yadda…^_____^
And you should know the deal with and
Chapter 9- Homeward bound
"That was a half-good meal," Heero grumbled. "Considering all the trouble we went to for it and $37…"
"Oh shushp Hweor, ash east ish shumsin," Sally snapped at him through a mouthful of chicken drumstick.
"Wha…?" a huge anime sweatdrop rolled down Heero's face. Sally shot him an annoyed look before swallowing her chicken and repeating.
"I said- oh shut up Heero at least its something"
Heero rolled his eyes… women were so impossible sometimes…
"I want more! I want more!" Duo squealed as he finished his fitfth drumstick. His hands were shiny with KFC grease and he had stray bits of chicken around the outside of his mouth. He had also devoured the large packet of chips, thoughtfully leaving half a chip for Wufei, who was, needless to say, a little less than grateful. In fact, he wanted to show his appreciation so much, he chased Duo around KFC with his Katana Jr. threatening all sorts of things from cutting his braid off to telling him that when his descendants were born, they would have no backsides lol sorry… canto insult….^____^
Heero and Milliardo finally agreed on something and decided that they could do without the screaming and the chasing people around with knives (even though it was Duo) and decided to separate the two. Heero took Duo and since he couldn't find anywhere else to put him where he could keep and eye on him, he grudgingly put him on his lap. Milliardo got the wonderful task of placating the angry little dragon Wufei.
"See look over there Wufei," Milliardo said, cunningly. They both turned to where Duo was bouncing on Heero's lap, obviously wanting a horsie-ride. Heero's face was etched with pain like he'd never seen before…
"See how immature the little Duo-pig is?" Milliardo told Wufei. Wufei nodded vigorously.
"Tell you what… the sooner you finish your dinner, we can go and when we get home and they're in bed, we can…" he made a discreet slicing motion with her finger across his throat. Wufei nodded again. He understood. What a good plan… he quietly went to his seat and began eating, his mind working deviously… should he put Duo in a pot of boiling oil first and fry his braid off? Or what if he…
Milliardo looked at Wufei eating quietly. Wow, his little plan actually worked… he got Wufei to eat…
'Hey,' he thought to himself, 'now that I come to think of it… that COULD be a good plan… hehehe…'
Meanwhile, Heero was stuck with bouncing Duo up and down on his lap.
"You know Duo, you really shouldn't be bouncing while eating," Heero growled. "You could…"
Duo opened his mouth and it was too late. Heero was now covered in the chicken and chips half-digested by Duo's stomach about 15 minutes ago.
"Eugh!" Heero jumped up immediately, throwing Duo from his lap. Sally sniggered softly but Milliardo couldn't hide his amusement.
"HAHAHA… this really isn't your day is it Yuy?" he snorted.
"Shut UP Zechs!" Heero retorted and because he couldn't think of anything better, he reached the closest thing to him, which happened to be Duo's half-eaten colseslaw, and slugged it in Milliardo's face. Milliardo blinked a few times before letting out an almighty cry of rage.
"YUY~!" he yelled and started to give chase but Sally stopped him. Heero dashed into the male bathrooms and spent well more than half an hour cleaning up. He came out, topless, holding his soaking black top in one hand.
"Can someone please lend me a shirt?" he asked through clenched teeth
Liza, who was still serving at the counter, couldn't take her eyes off him.
"I'm all out Yuy!" Milliardo laughed, obviously enjoying Heero's predicament, forgetting momentarily that he was half-covered in coleslaw. Heero looked at Sally. Sally shook her head.
"Why don't you ask the counter for one? I'm sure that they'd have a few spares- you know, for trainees and stuff…"
"Whatever," Heero sighed and walked up to the counter. He was desperate enough for a shirt to ask for a KFC one. He apporached Liza.
"Oi, you…" he called out to Liza.
"Yes?" she replied.
"Do you have any spare shirts? My one's indisposed of," he showed her his shirt to prove his point.
"I…see…" Liza replied slowly and went behind the counter to the storage room to see if they had any left. She came back 5 minutes later holding a bright red shirt with the print of the KFC Chicken guy Colonel something-or-the-other, I can't remember hehe ^^ on it, in her hand. She tossed it over to Heero.
"Here you go," she told him. Heero looked at it and grimaced. He hated to admit it but Zechs was right. This really wasn't his day. He hurriedly put it on, hoping that no one would notice. Zechs, of course, couldn't resist a chance to make fun of his mortal enemy and did so.
"Dammit Yuy, I knew you were poor but you think that you'd at least have enough money to buy something DECENT to wear!" Zechs snorted, and got coleslaw jammed halfway up his nose (he'd forgotten that Heero slugged it at him before which I really don't know how would happen but ANYWAY…) He started coughing and blowing his nose to get it out to no avail. "DAMN… YOU… YUY…" he managed to choke before he, too, rushed into the male bathrooms. Heero couldn't help but smile through his predicament. About time Zechs got his come-uppance, no matter how small it may be. Zechs came out 5 minutes later, his nose bright red and contrasting against his pale skin and hair.
"Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer!" Duo squealed, laughing and pointing at Zechs. This was obviously the last straw. Zechs let out a roar and lunged at Heero who evaded easily. Zechs landed and skidded. He turned around to face Heero.
"YUY!" he said at the same time as Heero yelled,
"ZECHS!"
They marched up to each other and faced each other, then… started a slanging match (¬.¬)
"YOU NO GOOD SON OF A…"
"YOU BLOODY…"
"YOU AND YOUR GIRLY…"
"STOP!" Sally yelled, getting in between the two of them. They were so exhausted from thinking of insults and yelling them out before the other did, they were panting for breath. "You're both acting like absolute assholes!" she reprimanded them. She sounded so formidable that they both hung their heads in shame. "Go sit down and let the rest of us enjoy our diner in peace!" she told them. They meekly obeyed. Zechs sat down next to Wufei. Wufei shook his head
" Such a weak warrior you are, " he said half-sagely is that a word?, half mockingly. "Beaten down by a woman…"
Zechs opened his mouth in protest but realized that arguing with Wufei was really quite futile so he gave up and munched his chicken drumstick in moody silence, always glaring at Heero from across the table, who glared in return. Sally looked at both of them and sighed in exasperation. What immature brats.
"And I thought Wufei was bad,' she thought to herself, rolling her eyes as she saw Heero's eyes dart quickly to the coleslaw then to Milliardo's face.
"I'm done," Heero growled, practically throwing his drumstick bone down. Never taking his eyes off his rival, Milliardo did the same as if he were measuring up to a challenge.
"So am I," he replied menacingly.
"That's good!" Sally said, falsely cheerful. There was no need to start another food fight which would only feed Heero's and Zech's pointless rivalry. "Let's be off then!"
"Yeah…" was all Heero said as he walked out. Zechs galred at his back, snatched Relena and marched out.
"Brother!" Relena squealed. "You're hurting me!"
"I don't care," Milliardo replied, pulling Relena along, "anything to get to Yuy…"
Sally herded the rest of them along and by the time they got out of KFC, Heero and Milliardo were already firing up their engines.
"Is that a challenge Yuy?" Milliardo yelled as Heero revved his Porsche's engine rather loudly
"Only if you want it to be," Heero replied evenly. Zechs put pressure on his accelerator and a low rumble came from the engine. Heero narrowed his eyes in concentration.
"Let's go," he growled.
"After you," Milliardo replied.
"Ladies first," Heero retorted
"Kings before queens," Milliardo shot back. Heero floored the accelerator and spun his steering wheel around in a spot of expert car handling and waited on the road for Zechs.
"Come, queen," Heero mocked.
"Grr…" Zechs' eyebrow twitched furiously. Zechs quickly followed in his new Lexus. From her vantage point, Sally sighed. Here we go… she herded the kids into her 4WD 4-wheel-drive for all of you who don't know. She decided to take another, safer way home. They both waited at the lights, engines rumbling loudly like impatient beasts waiting to be unleashed… the light turned green. Both of them floor their accelerators at the same time and shot off in two streaks of black and silver. They glared at each other as they pressed on, each wanting to win and beat the his rival. They shot through traffic lights, using their own special tricks to try and out-maneuver the other. At one point Heero got on two wheels so he could slice throught traffic. To top that one off, Zechs decided to make his car fly- literally. Heero couldn't help but let a look of surprise cross his face as Zechs flew over 3 or 4 cars and landed a few cars in front of him.
"Damn," Heero swore and floored the accelerator as he swerved onto the nature strip in an effort to outrun his rival.
"How d'you like them apples Yuy!?" Zechs yelled, proud that he had outshowed Heero. Heero took out his pistol from the glove compatment and took close aim at Zechs' wheels. Behind them they could hear the low whine of a police car.
"Shit!" Heero swore and punched his dashboard in frustration as he applied even more pressure on the accelerator to lose the pursuit of the law. He sped along the nature strip and thoughtlessly swerved into an opening behind Zechs, almost giving the woman behind him a heart attack.
"Zechs! The police!" Heero yelled.
"I know Yuy! I'm not blind!"
"With the way you drive, I wouldn't be surprised if you were!"
Zechs opened his mouth to retort but decided not to say anything as the police were, somehow, gaining on them.
"I hate to say this but I think we need to join forces!"
"WHAT?!" Zechs couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Make an alliance with YOU?!"
"It's the wisest thing to do right now!" Heero yelled back. Zechs paused a moment to look behind him and saw that more police cars had joined the chase and he thought he even saw a SWAT van behind them.
"FINE!" Zechs told Heero. "But this is the first and last time Yuy- you got that!?"
"I wouldn't have it any other way," Heero smirked as he swerved into the lane beside Zechs.
"So what do we do?" Zechs screamed
"I don't know! You're the evil mastermind here!"Heero yelled back. Zechs glared at him.
"Do you wanna do this or not?"
"Fine- take my steering wheel for a minute!" Heero yelled. He picked up his pistol and leaned out the window. Taking aim, he let off a few shots at the police car.
"YUY what are you DOING?!" Zechs yelled as he struggled to keep both cars under control.
"Saving your ass!" Heero yelled as he let off more shots. This was beginning to resemble a car chase movie more and more. In the back seat, Relena started to cry.
"Big brother!" she cried. "What are you doing?"
"Shut up and be quiet!" Zechs yelled as his concentration was momentarily broken.
"They're the same thing Zechs!" Heero mocked him as he continued to fire bullets. An empty clicking sound resounded in his ear.
"Dammit!" Heero swore. He ducked back into his car to look for more ammo in the glove compartment. There was none there. "Shit!" he swore again.
"What is it Yuy?"
"Out of ammo!" Heero yelled back.
"Perfect… just perfect!" Zechs growled as he increased his speed. By now, most of the other cars on the road had enough sense to get off the road.
"They're gaining on us!" Heero checked his rear-view mirror.
"Faster!" Zechs applied pressure on his accelerator which was already touching the floor. The speedometer needle wavered at 200 km/h.
"Can't this piece of shit go any faster?" Heero menaced as he pushed his car forward. He cheeked his speedometer. 250km/h… dammit… need to go faster dammit, FASTER! He could see Zechs behind him, also trying to elude capture. He saw trees and houses fly by in a blur of green and brown as he sped down the road. Oh shit…. Traffic lights ahead. Don't turn red, don't turn red…
"I know!" he said to himself, "Why didn't I think of that earlier?" Flipping on his on-board computer which he installed himself, into the dashboard., he tried tapping into the underground switchboard. "Success!" he gave a little cheer ?! for himself as the light turned green from orange. He sped past the intersection, hoping no one was stupid enough to jay-walk and changed the signal to red as soon as Zechs cleared the intersection. The temptation to leave Zechs there was overwhelming but he knew that he wouldn't survive to the age of 20 if he did.
"Nice thinking Yuy!" Zechs told him
"Wouldn't hurt to call me Heero once in a while you know?" Heero growled back.
"Hey I'm not THAT grateful to you!"
Heero rolled his eyes and cruised along at a comfortable 150 km/h now. The police were behind them… see… I can almost hear that police whine now…. WHAT THE HELL?! Heero checked his rear-view mirror to confirm what his ears had already told him. There was still one police car that made it through. He could hear the police radio crackling with words as the policeman described the suspects.
"The black Porsche is driven by a young Japanese man who seems to work at KFC… he is wearing a bright red shirt with a picture of the Colonel on it!"
Zechs couldn't help but let out a whoop of laughter as Heero gritted his teeth, half in embarrassment and half in frustration.
"The other suspect appears to be a woman with long blonde hair…"
"HAH!" Heero laughed as Zechs turned crimson.
"Shut UP Yuy, I'm warning you!" Zechs roared. They sped along. It was late at night so there wasn't much traffic if any at all. Suddely Heero saw the police cruiser glide next to him.
"What the hell?" he yelled and went faster. The police car matched his speed with ease and as he tried again to lose the car, the driver swung it around, blocking the road in front of him.
"No problem," Heero muttered. He swerved around the police car, only to collide into Zech's car. Thankfully, they had both insisted on making their cars out of Gundanium metal and the only thing hurt was their pride.
"Heero you moron! What the holy f**king hell are you thinking?!" Zechs yelled. The policeman climbed out of the car and both of them were suddenly filled with fear and premonition. She flicked her light blonde hair back and swept it up into her cap.
"Hello boys," Dorothy smiled, deliciously evil...
A.N. Once again, sorry this took so long… I hope it was worth the wait! ^________^
