Author's Note: Hey guys sorry it took me so long to update, I've been really busy with school and stuff. I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter, As well as this one, By the way, I don't know anything about models or how they work so none of this is true unless I managed to guess right. Read and Review!

Disclaimer: Don't own 'em. But a girl can dream, eh?

Chapter 7: Preparation

Heero and Quatre ended up arriving late due to their stop, and had to rush quickly to their next class. Grabbing their books from their lockers they speed through the door.

"Well good morning Quatre and Heero, so good of you to join us. Would you please take a seat so I can continue class." M. Bloede smiled, turning back to the board. Blushing slightly, Quatre followed Heero to their seats. Plopping down in his chair he sighed.

"I can't for the race tomorrow night. You are gonna beat them this time. And I hope you don't mind, but I invited Dup and Trowa." Heero glared at Quatre.

"Why did you go and do a thing like that. What if I lose." Quatre sighed.

"So what, we can pay him off." Heero snorted, he never took money from Quatre. Suddenly Quatre perked up. He felt waves of doubt and fear emanating from Heero.

"Heero what's wrong?" Quatre asked. Heero shook his head,

"Nothing, I'm just nervous. I really wanna win this time." Quatre knew Heero still wasn't telling him something. But he decided to drop it. He'd find out tomorrow night.

"Fine, anyway tomorrow we'll play …….. Football with Duo and Trowa, then we'll come back here and change. After that we'll lead them to the spot, okay?" Heero grunted.

"Who-." "Mr. Yuy, Mr. Winner, could you please refrain from interrupting my class." Blushing furiously, Quatre nodded. Heero seemed as though he wasn't listening. That always irked him. Heero never paid attention or studied for class and yet he got perfect scores on everything. Furrowing his brow Quatre pulled out his note book and began taking notes.

When class was over Heero and Quatre met up with Hilde. Whom, they noticed was getting some very appreciative stares form the male population. Quatre snickered as a particularly attractive young man attempted to flirt with her.

"So Hilde, how's your new life?" Quatre asked the beaming girl.

"Oh my gawd, I love it. I have been asked out on 37 dates today. Who would have thought." Smiling she laced her arm with Quatre's.

"Time for math. Are you guys excited about tonight?" Quatre nodded and Heero shrugged.

"I am so happy for you guys. You better invite all us plebeians to your show, ya here." Quatre laughed.

"Of course. It wouldn't be the same without you. Oh by the way are you comin to the race tomorrow night?" Quatre heard Heero's groan.

"I wish I could, but I have to go to my mom's house this weekend." She looked at Heero. "Good luck, you'll win for sure. I think Dorothy may be there. You know how she loves to watch you race, and you know taunt those dicks." Heero smirked slightly. Suddenly his ears perked up at the sound of clicking heels and a shrill voice.

"Heero…..Heero, wait up!" Heero growled and turned around. Relena quickly rushed up to him, pressing her pink clad chest into his.

"Hey there, did ya miss me?" She smiled and ran her long fingernails through his hair. Heero sighed.

"Of course Relena, how have you been?"

"Oh, simply wonderful. Actually I was wondering, would you like to go out with me tomorrow night? Chelsea is having a party and its supposed to be great. So whadaya say?"

"I'm sorry Relena, but I have somewhere to be tomorrow. Maybe another time." She frowned, but quickly smiled again.

"Well that's okay. I know you have a very hectic schedule and all. Okay then, I guess I'll see you later." She waved to him and walked off, her posse not far behind.

"Wow. That was weird. You usually brush her off without a word. Are you feeling okay?" Hilde put her hand on his forehead.

"No. I just don't feel like getting into a confrontation at the moment." Brushing her hand away he walked into the class room.

"What's that all about?" Quatre smiled at her and shook his head.

"It's nothing, now come on we don't wanna be late." Hilde laughed.

6 hrs later

"Heero, hurry up. Trowa and Duo are waiting for us." Sighing Heero closed his locker and followed Quatre out to the parking lot.

"See there they are."

"Hey you two, how was school?" Duo smiled at them and opened their door.

"It was okay. How was your day?" Quatre asked closing the door and buckled up.

"Stressful, but isn't work supposed to be." Duo laughed and flipped up his shades.

"You guys are in for a rough night. You have to run for two hours, etc. Then me and Tro here are gonna show you the ropes. Jack will be there. He's like our physical trainer and stuff. He'll show you the poses for the different types of outfits, facial expressions, the works. You think you're ready?" Quatre and Heero nodded.

"Did you guys bring a change of clothes?"

"Were we supposed to?" Quatre asked, panicking.

"It's okay, you can borrow some of our stuff. You guys are so tiny…..hmmmm. I guess you might fit into our stuff. What size are you?"

"I'm a 29 waist, 33 hip. Quatre is a 30 waist, 34 hip." Heero answered blushing slightly. Duo whistled.

"Okay, Tro and I are about a 35 waist 39 hip. Jeez…..ummm. Wait I know. You can borrow some of Wu's stuff. He's about your size." Duo clapped his hands together in success.

"We're here," Trowa announced. They pulled slowly into a spot and climbed out.

"Alright, Wu-man's room is right next to ours. Just follow me. Trowa and I will be in our dressing room while you guys

are working out. When you finish Jack will show you were to go and we'll meet you there." Walking down the hallway,

Dup opened the door next to his.

"Hey Wu-man, Zechs, Treize. This is Heero and Quatre." The three stood up.

"Hey there, nice to meet you," Zechs offered his hand, Treize and Wufei smiled at them.

"Hey Wu, can they borrow some clothes. I forgot to tell them to bring a change of clothes," Duo chirped. Wufei nodded.

"Sure, let me get them for you. And Duo."

"Hmm."

"Don't call me that. My name is Wufei." Walking away, Wufei pulled out some clothes and tossed them at Duo.

"Those should work. Anything else I can help you with?" They shook there heads.

"Thanks, you're a life saver. See ya tomorrow Wuffers."

"MAXWELL-" Duo winked and pushed Heero and Quatre out the door. Closing it quickly behind him.

"Okay first lesson you guys. Wufei is really uptight about his name, as you have witnessed. Second if you ever catch them doing "things" that don't seem normal for two men to be doing, just ignore it." Quatre blushed and nodded.

"Good, here. You two change real quick." Dup gave Heero the bundle of clothing and pushed them into there room.

"That was odd," Heero muttered, giving Quatre a shirt and pants.

"Well I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot of other weird things while we're her." Quatre laughed and pulled off his clothes.

Nodding Heero threw his shirt onto the couch. Quatre glanced at his back. Noticing the familiar tattoo between his shoulder blades.

"Gawd Heero, you should really think about getting that removed." Heero sighed.

"I know. But I just can't do it. It's not so easy to erase my past." Quatre nodded, understanding. Pulling on the borrowed clothes, they quickly exited and followed Duo and Trowa to the gym.

"Hey, Jack will be here soon, so just hop on the treads, and have fun. We'll see you in two hours." Duo closed the door and accompanied Trowa back to their room.

Heero's and Quatre's POV

The boys quickly adjusted their settings and began running at a steady pace. Their heart monitors adjusted. (tells you your heart rate and all that jazz while you're exercising.)

"I wonder what this football thing is gonna be like tomorrow," Quatre breathed.

"I suppose it should be quite enjoyable. We should be able to catch on pretty quick." Quatre nodded.

"I hope your right, that would be so embarrassing if we were to mess up." Heero smirked at the blonde.

"Scared?"

"In your dreams."

2 hours and many subtracted calories later…..

"Did you guys have fun?" Duo asked supporting the unstable blonde. ( you know that feeling you get when you step off the treadmill, like the world is still moving and your not) Quatre laughed and nodded.

"Good, now lets get you guys to the runway." Trowa lead the group through the building and into a brightly lit room. A long elevated strip sat in the middle.

"That my wards is gonna be your life for the next couple of weeks."

"So shall we get started. Jack, get out here." A tall blonde man, dressed completely in white stepped out from behind a back drop.

"Hello gentleman," he said smiling, "are you ready to see how the world of modeling works?" Both nodded.

"Great, step up on the runway." Heero and Quatre hoisted themselves up onto the large strip.

"Okay lets start with you,…..Mr. Yuy is it?" Heero nodded.

"Go to the end of the runway and walk to the other side for me. Just your normal walk." Shrugging he complied.

"Now, that's pretty much all you have to do, but you are gonna need to shift your weight more, put more emotion and fluidity into your movements. Like this." Jack strode forward, his hips swaying slightly.

"Try that." Walking back Heero copied the other mans movement.

"Fantastic, you are a quick learner. Now with every different article of clothing and ever different lighting you will have to adjust your style or carriage. That we will learn later on. You will also have to learn the proper facial expressions to match the mood. Does this make any sense?" He nodded.

"Good. Now do it all again." Four hours later, Quatre and Heero trudged tiredly to Duo's car. As soon as they got to their apartment they speed up the stairs, yelling quick goodbyes, and flung themselves on to their beds. Well, Heero with a bit more discipline. More he walked quickly and gently laid down. Much unlike Quatre. But we conclude that both got a very good nights rest.

Author's Note: Sorry it's been so long, I've been really busy with school and I had the flu for a week. Yeah, I know it sucks. I'll try to get the next chapter out sooner.