A.N. *mwah* I love you all! Hahaha (not in the literal sense yunno ^_~) Thank you for reviewing my story! =) and wow 10 chapters hehe… didn't think I'd be able to actually get this far with this story! ^^

Oh and there may be a bit of Heero OOC-ness in this chapter! ^^

Chapter 10

"Well now, who do we have here?" Dorothy smiled. "Oh Mr. Milliardo!" she squealed. "And Heero Yuy too! What a catch!"

"Uh… hey Dorothy…" Milliardo managed to stumble out, as he quickly fumbled with the door latch behind him in an effort to get out and hopefully get far, far away from this deluded blonde. No such luck- Heero had smashed it in when he rammed into his car.

"Dorothy," Heero said in a falsely calm voice as he, too, fiddled with his door handle, "I thought you were an ESUN representative?"

"Oh, you remember that? How sweet of you!" Dorothy giggled. "Well I thought I'd be daring- you know! Politician by day, but daring fighter of crime by night!" she struck a pose.

"ARH!" Everyone fell over anime style you know, with their legs sticking up in the air and everything ^^

"Well now I have to fulfill my duties as the fighter of crime I am- they didn't give me this junior officer badge for nothing you know- and arrest you two for driving dangerously! Or was it disturbing the public peace? No! Wait, I know! Disturbing the public peace by driving dangerously! Oh no, that doesn't sound professional enough! Disturbing the public peace on account of dangerous driving! Yes, that's it!" she giggled and smiled, making a small victory sign with her first two fingers (not including her thumb) "V" as Hann puts it hehe. Sweatdrops rolled down everyone's faces.

"Yeah whatever Dorothy," Heero sighed. "Just arrest us already!"

"Ooh!" Dorothy squealed. "My first arrest! Can you believe it? Cool! You boys have made me so happy!" she sniffed, tears of happiness ?! in her eyes. Milliardo glanced at Heero, a look of hopelessness reflected in his eyes.

"Help me," he mouthed silently as Dorothy fumbled for her handcuffs. Heero shrugged as Dorothy placed handcuffs around his wrists. He could see her eyeing the shirt.

"Don't ask," Heero growled as Dorothy opened her mouth to do just that. Milliardo sniggered.

"You boys should be more careful on the road you know!" Dorothy said as she pushed them into the back of the police car.

"Let's just get this over with," Milliardo growled.

"Who would've thought? The former greatest threat to the world arrested for dangerous driving- hehe!" Dorothy giggled as she slid into the drivers seat. Heero rolled his eyes again. He was really getting sick of Dorothy's giggling.

"What's going to happen to Relena?" Milliardo growled. "You better not put her in some foster home…!"

"Never mind, Mr. Milliardo! She'll be fine!"

Sally waited outside the Winner masion for the two boys to get back. She sighed and looked at her watch- it was 9:30 already. In case they hadn't realized, Relena was in the back seat of the car too. It was way past her bedtime. A police cruiser pulled up outside the house. Sally's eyes widened in alarm. The policeman stepped out of the car

"What happened to them officer? Is Relena all right? Oh I swear if they hurt Relena, I'm gonna…!"

"Calm down, ma'am," the police officer told her. "We have the child but the two males are down at the police station. They were arrested"

"Pfft, trust them," Sally huffed. "Am I going to have to bail them out?"

Heero and Milliardo glared at each other from opposite sides of their shared prison cell.

"You know Yuy," Milliardo said, breaking the silence, "this would've never happened to me if you didn't decide to run into my car!"

"Hey, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have made it past the traffic lights!"

"Oh YEAH, well if it wasn't for you… I… I… uh…." Milliardo's speech grew thicker as fatigue settled onto him and suddenly he was out like a rock. Heero rolled his eyes. What a lazy pig. As he made his way to the upper bunk, he could see tiny, little follicles of hair pushing their way out of the surface of the skin. It seems that Mr. Perfect had forgotten to shave this morning. An evil grin crossed Heero's face as he was struck with an idea…

"ARGH!" Milliardo's girlish ?! Haha scream pierced Heero's eardrums and woke him up.

"Wha…?" Heero sat up sleepily in his bunk and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes blearily. "What's the alarm Zechs? Just realized how ugly you look?" he yawned. Milliardo stared at himself forlornly in the dusty cell mirror. Milliardo spun around in outrage and Heero stifled a laugh as he surveyed his own handiwork. Milliardo now sported a full-length curly Italian moustache and, in Heero's opinion, a pretty damn fine monobrow. Heero also noticed that Zechs had a few more "moles" than he'd realized before.

"YUY!" Zechs roared. "WHAT IN THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY BEAUTIFUL FACE?!"

"Hehehe…" Heero sniggered evilly to himself as he watched Zechs trying hopelessly to scrub the damning ink off. Heero twirled the permanent marker between two fingers. "Having fun Zechs?" he laughed.

"THIS IS NOT FUNNY!" Zechs yelled. "Ohh…" he held his face in his hands and did a worried little dance ?! Where DO I get all these weird ideas from…anyway…. =P… "Oh…. What if Noin sees me like this?" he gave a little shriek at the thought and started scrubbing even harder.

"If I see you like what?" a female voice rang out in the corridor. Zechs turned around to see who it was and screamed.

"Hey Noin," Heero addressed the black-haired Italian woman whom Zechs had been trying to impress for years.

"Don't look at me Noin, you'll be traumatised for the rest of your life!" Zechs was crouching in a dark corner, his back turned to the rest of the world, little sorrow bubbles oh cummon, you people know what they look like! floating around his head.

"I'm surprised she wasn't already… I mean having to work with you for so long…." Heero shook his head.

"What did you do to him?" Noin asked, smiling

"I gave him a face lift… kinda made him look better y'know?" Heero told her off-handedly.

"You call THIS a face lift?!" Milliardo yelled pointing to his face. Little frustration bubbles appeared all over his face. Noin started laughing when she saw Milliardo's new look.

"Oh Zechs! Hahah… you needed a new look!" Noin snorted with laughter.

"That's IT Yuy! You make ME look like a fool in front of the woman I love!"

"No, not really, you can do that all by yourself!" Heero returned. Eyebrow (well the right side of it anyway lol) twitching like hell, Milliardo grabbed his pillow and whacked Heero to the head, catching him mid-laugh. Heero glared at Zechs and grabbed his pillow, bringing it down hard onto Zechs' head.

"Ack! My hair!" Milliardo squealed. Heero raised an eyebrow. It would seem that Zechs would suddenly go into uber-self-conscious mode whenever Noin was around… gee I wonder why…hmm… he realized he could use this to his advantage…Zechs was still at the mirror fixing up his beloved hair.

"Oh damn these stupid jails! You'd think that they'd at least give me a comb!" he muttered as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"Boys, stop!" Noin sighed. Milliardo stood up straight immediately and cleared his throat. "I came here to bail you two out but if you insist on being total jackasses I'll leave you here!"

"How'd you hear about us being in prison and all?" Heero asked.

"Apart from the fact that it was all over late-night news, Sally called to bitch about you two when she found out and Dorothy was over the moon when she came into work today…" Noin rolled her eyes.

"Please, please bail us out!" Zechs was on his knees ?! I'm beginning to think I'm making Zechs go OOC ^^ "I couldn't stand another minute in the same room with Yuy! Who knows what he might do next?! He might dye my hair bright pink.. or even cut it!"

"No actually, that never really crossed my mind but hey, not a bad idea," Heero mused.

"See what I mean!" Zechs pointed frantically at Heero, eyes bulging, "he's a madman!"

"Okay, I'll get you out Mr. Peacecraft and you too, Yuy, but you're going to have to pay me back!"

"Just transfer it from my bank account!" Zechs said impatiently

"Zechs, remember you spent all of yours on those little Mashi Maro collector figures?" Noin reminded him gently.

"Fine- we'll pay you back! Just get us outta here!" Heero growled.

"Oh no Duo- please don't!" Sally practically begged as Duo stood up at the table with a spoonful of mash potatoes and gravy. They were eating the leftover they could salvage from the night before, for lunch that day. Duo's plastic spoon was bent backwards- a loaded catapult, aimed straight for Wufei. Wufei saw the move and drew outhis Katana Jr. menacingly. Duo got the point and sat down silently, shovelling more mashed potatoes into his mouth.

"Where's big boy Heero?" he asked, mouth full of mash.

"Eww…" Relena was repulsed at the sight of half-chewed mash in Duo's mouth.

"Err…" Sally looked away so she wouldn't have to see the sight. "They were bad big boys and had to go to the police station," she told him in a language he would understand (in other words, baby language)

"You mean they got arrested," Quatre stated simply.

"Err… yea…" Sally agreed reluctantly.

"Oh okay!" Duo smiled "I got arrested too! Heero arrested me cos I was pretending to be an aeroplane- was he pretending to be an aeroplane too?"

Sally remembered the news footage from the previous night and Milliardo making his car fly.

"Yeah! They were pretending to be aeroplanes!" Sally told them.

Do shook his head. "Bad big boy Heero…"

The policeman opened the cell door.

"You're free to go boys," he grunted. They let out a whoop of joy ?! Haha I do that a lot eh ^^ and rushed out, getting stuck in the doorway.

"Go BACK Yuy! I was here first!" Milliardo growled

"No way in hell! Everyone knows that I'm the faster runner here! I got here first! It was so obvious!"

"No, it wasn't! Noin- who got here first?!" Milliardo was practically whining.

"Oh who cares," Noin grabbed Milliardo by the ear and pulled him through.

"Ow ow ow…" he moaned as Noin tightened her grip on his ear. Heero stumbled through after him.

"Grow up you two!" Noin hissed as she marched them outside. Milliardo whimpered half in pain, half in fear as they walked to the shiny white limo awaiting them. One thing they weren't counting on, however, was the flood of paparazzi welcoming them as they exited

"Mr Peacecraft, what do you have to say to defend your recent escapade with Mr. Yuy?" one reporter asked. Milliardo glared at him but said nothing and kept walking.

"So you have nothing to say in your defense?" the reporter pestered.

"Piss off," Heero growled.

"What about you Mr. Yuy? Aren't you at least a little remorseful for what you've done?" another reporter asked

"I'll make you remorseful if you don't shut up!" he bit back. The paparazzi flooded in around him, blinding him with those damned cameras and those friggin' annoying questions! He turned to Milliardo, who was also facing the same problem.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Heero asked, smirking.

"One time only Yuy," Zechs reminded him through clenched teeth.

"Unite against the greater evil!" Heero muttered to himself, smiling slightly. The both retracted their fists at the same time and let fly their punches.

10 minutes later and most of the members of the press were lying unconscious or twtiching on the floor and the resst of them were shitting their pants in fright. Heero dusted he hands together.

"That was a bit of a workout," he commented to Milliardo who still wasn't done with the reporter who was annoying him before. Giving him one more kick up the ass, Milliardo finally decided to leave him be.

"It was fun," Milliardo agreed. Noin stood there, surprised. Since when did Heero and Milliardo agree on anything?

"Let's…go…" she muttered finally, gesturing towards their limo ride. Zechs and Heero glared at each other before walking on.

Pagan pulled up outside the Winner mansion and Heero, Noin and Zechs climbed out. Sally was waiting on the entrance steps for them.

"WHATTHEFUCKWEREYOUTHINKINGYOUFUCKINGMORONS!? DOYOUKNOWWHATYOUCOULDVEDONE?! DOYOUREALIZEHOWMUCHTROUBLEYOUCOULD HAVEGOTTENUSINTOYOUSTUPIDBASTARDS?!" she yelled in one breath.

"Yeah, hi Sally… we're glad you're okay too…" Heero muttered sarcastically as he walked past. Milliardo merely waved as he passed, ignoring Sally's strange look.

"Remember our deal, you two!" Noin called out. They both shuddered simultaneously. Sally looked at them both curiously.

"What's this 'deal' Miss Noin speaks off?" she asked, raising an eyebrow suspiciously.

"Umm…" Heero muttered something quickly under his breath.

"What was that Mr. Yuy? I didn't quite get that!" Sally teased.

"OKAY FINE!" Heero yelled. "ZECHS AND I HAVE TO PAY MISS NOIN BACK FOR PAYING FOR OUR BAIL AND WE HAVE TO WORK FOR HER!"

"Oh?" Sally asked curiously. "In what way?"

"We have to do the cleaning cos she's short on staff or something," Zechs muttered, blushing. Sally let out a whoop of laughter and joy.

"That's classic that is!" she laughed. She clutched her stomach because it hurt so much from laughing. She finally stood up and wiped the tears from her eyes and for the first time probably, took a proper look at Milliardo. She doubled over in laughter again.

"Shut UP Sally!" Zechs growled. Heero couldn't resist a small smile.

"What… what happened?" Sally managed to gasp out between laughs. Zechs glared at Heero.

"It's all his fault!" Zechs spat out before rushing inside to try again at rubbing it off.

"Good work Heero," Sally congratulated him before going after Milliardo to try and help him.

Heero walked inside and entered the kitchen to be met by a flying glob of mashed potato, which he had a good (and correct) suspicion came from Duo's spoon.

"There!" Duo said. "That's for being a bad bad boy!"

Heero wiped the glob of mash away from his eye with his sleeve and grabbed a can of coke from the fridge. Meanwhile in the bathroom….

"Damn… that… stupid bastard… Yuy…" Milliardo cursed between splashes of water. "Has it gone yet?" he asked Sally. Sally really didn't want to dampen his spirits, he was trying so hard…

"Uh sure… it looks like its faded a little…" she lied a little.

"Good.. then it's working!" he said, splashing more water on his face vigorously. His pager, which was clipped to his belt, beeped. "Huh?" he wondered, taking his pager out so he could look at it. He held it at eye level and read the message. "SHIT!" he swore

"What is it now?" Sally sighed.

"I have an ESUN meeting TODAY! RIGHT NOW! IN 15 MINUTES TIME!" Milliardo yelled in distress. "I can't go out like THIS!" he raged, pointing to his wet, graffitied face. Sally stifled a laugh.

"Don't get so worked up…" she told him, producing a bottle of foundation and a little tube of concealer cream. "Now sit still and let the master work her magic!"

15 minutes later they emerged from the bathroom, Milliardo looking perfect and ready for his meeting. Heero stuck his head out of the kitchen door to see how badly Milliardo had failed in removing the permanent marker and was unpleasantly surprised.

"Aww…" he groaned in dissapointment. "He got it off…"

Milliardo merely glared as he passed and Sally smiled as she walked in.

"What did you do?" Hero whispered curiously. Not even Duo had been able to remove this kinda of ink for weeks.

"Foundation and concealer," Sally whispered back and gave a small wink.

"HAHA… no way… Zechs is wearing MAKE-UP?!" Heero exclaimed.

A.N. And there ends another dose of random craziness which sprouts from the boredom of my brain, which is, really, only there in the physical sense and doesn't serve any mental purpose ^^ Hope you enjoyed!