In The Dining Hall
The girls had been very pleased when they found out about the two new boy students. As much as they liked each other's company there was only so much that the majority could do with one another before going mad.
Blue eyes, both light and dark stared at the crowd. The lighter of the pair, both is countenance and colouring, smiled warmly. While the other glared at them in extreme wariness.
A few of girls wondering how he knew of their plan, before dismissing it quickly from their minds. The two boys could never know their plans! Until they revealed their plans that is.
It started one day, nearly three days after their arrival, in the morning when most were still not fully awake.
Heero, fully dressed and looking neat and presentable followed Quatre downstairs. Three girls giggled as they walked past. Quatre smiled at them, Heero glared at them wishing it wasn't illegal to shoot them.
"Oh, Quatre!" One of them called.
"Yeah, Quatre," another joined in.
"We," they all exchanged glances as the third one spoke. "We were wondering if you'd like to go on a picnic with us." She paused. "I suppose your friend can come too, if he wants." She added doubtfully.
Quatre paused and looked at them. They smiled warmly, if a bit nervously.
Behind Quatre, Heero frowned. They had some important work to do today. It would not do if they were dragged off and made to eat cupcakes.
Grabbing a rather surprised Quatre by the wrist, he pulled him close to his body. "We can't, can we Quatre?"
Through the girls couldn't see him, Quatre was staring at him suspiciously and was trying hard not to knee Heero in the gut. Heero didn't know about that, it was probably for the best.
"Um, are you coming Quatre?"
Taking a deep breath, Heero shook his head. "He can't, we're doing something, right Quatre."
He seemed to consider it, "Well, yes, that is true, but - "
Heero kissed him. Quickly. You almost could have missed it, if you had blinked.
The girls scattered, with blushes on their cheeks.
"Heero," Quatre whispered, "If you don't get your hands moving, I'm afraid I'm going to have to kill you."
Jumping away, Heero shot Quatre a wary glare, as Quatre smiled innocently.
"If you really wanted to kiss me, you only had to ask." Quatre murmured, before getting a meal tray.
Staring, Heero joined him, the question just resting on his lips.
