Wow, I didn't wait long enough to put this chapter up. Oh well, I just couldn't stop typing, this is too fun. And the spoon, that kind of thing is real. And I'm brining some old friends back at the end of the chapter. So, tell me what you think. Any advise is good too. b
Disclaimer: So far, so good. I don't own it just yet.
"You still don't think there's something weird about that picture?" Arashi lay in the grass.
"Not really. Man, I can't believe supper wasn't even started yet." Duo toweled off his hair as he spoke.
"Maybe it's doctored." Arashi stuck her hand in the air and started tracing patterns. "'Cause I'm sure we've never been here?"
"How are you so sure? Apart from what Dad said?"
Arashi looked over at him and sighed. "Duo, we've never been to a beach of any sort. Much less one at Mèmerè's."
Duo shrugged and jumped up as their mom called out the door that supper was ready. He punched the air, "Finally."
"What are we having?" Duo sat at the head of the table. There was a scuffle as Arashi tried to push him out of the seat and failed.
"Fried chicken, just like last time." Their mom's smile seemed somehow fake and Duo caught their dad choking on his water. "Do you remember it, Duo?"
Duo shook his head and smiled. "I was so young then, it's expected, right?"
Arashi gave him a significant look as Mèmerè walked through the door and his mom nodded to him. Duo waited until Mèmerè had sat down and grabbed a piece of chicken. He yelled as a wooden spoon smacked the chicken out of his hands.
"We haven't said prayers yet." Mèmerè put her hands on her hip, the wooden spoon looking like a sword hanging on her hip. "Don't you touch that food."
Arashi hid her face in her cup and Solo bit his lip to stop from laughing as Duo rubbed his knuckles. "That spoon is lethal."
"Oh, Duo. I heard your friends are staying at the hotel a few miles from here, isn't that strange?" Their mom smiled at Duo as Mèmerè sat back down next to her.
"That's crazy!" Arashi folded her hands, "Can we go see them?"
"Later."
They said grace and Duo dove into the food. Arashi leaned on her hand for a minute and watched him. "Y'know, Duo, I think that's the most disgusting thing I've ever seen."
Duo paused in his attack and smiled at Arashi, "You should see Heero at lunch. That's disgusting."
It took Duo five helpings before he stopped and laid his fork down. Arashi was staring at him in horror. "Where do you put it all? I mean, you eat like a horse and are as thin as a pole?"
Duo leaned his chair back on two feet and smirked, "Trick o' trade. Too bad it doesn't work on you."
Arashi spun on him at the same time Mèmerè reached for her wooden spoon. Duo's eyes widened and his chair hit the ground on all fours and Mèmerè took her hand away, leaving Arashi gaping at her like a fish. "Mèmerè! Did you hear him call me fat?"
Mèmerè smiled at her. "Duo, don't call her that. I'm not getting anymore into it; one of us is likely to get killed."
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"Duo, it's like three in the morning, why are you still up?" Arashi rubbed her eyes as she stood in a too big T-shirt in Duo's doorway.
"This picture. It hasn't been doctored." Duo looked up from his desk and held up the picture of the two of them. "It's the real thing."
Arashi was suddenly wide awake. "How can you tell?"
Duo shook his head. "You learn a lot of weird thing around school."
"You learned to tell if a picture is doctored or not at school?" Arashi looked skeptic. "Yeah, right. So, if you're right, that means Dad lied. Why would he do that?"
Duo shrugged and rubbed his eyes. "I don't know. But, man, my eyes hurt. I'm going to bed."
Arashi stood and walked to the door. "Duo, do you think something dangerous happened? Or that maybe they erased our memories."
"What do you mean?" Duo looked up from the dresser. "I don't think they can erase memories. But why do you ask?"
"I suddenly realized, I don't remember anything from before six years old."