Warnings: language, silliness, fluffiness, OOC?
Chapter 10
Heero strolled into the cafeteria, the bottom of his loose shirt flowing with his movements, and his tight pants almost creaking. All around him he could hear the students whispering over his attire for the day.
"Heero! That's Heero?"
"Oh my- look at his ass!"
Heero glared, plucking at his pants. Maybe the idea of wearing these clothes wasn't so hot. He sighed. Nothing to do now but keep going with his head held up high.
He practically stalked his way over to the table, where Wufei and the others already sat. When Wufei saw him, even Heero could see the smile hiding.
He sighed. Definitely a bad idea. Slowly, a hand came into view. Heero watched it as the hand made its way past his tray to his chest. For a moment the hand rested there, before suddenly grabbing his shirt. The hand then proceeded to yank Heero's upper body across the table. He growled in anger, raising his head to glare at the offender.
Only to have lips pressed against his own. Heero panicked, flinging his arms up to land on Wufei's shoulders. Meanwhile, the lips parted, letting out a tongue that licked at his lips. He calmed down a bit, sighing softly at the new, not to mention pleasant, sensations created by that tongue. Wufei seized his chance, slipping his tongue into Heero's mouth, trying to coax the other's into playing. Heero tried to pull back at this, but Wufei's hand kept him in place. Wufei continued to track that elusive muscle, as Heero closed his eyes, and finally started to participate in the kiss. Completely enjoying himself, Heero pushed his mouth onto the Chinese boy's, trying to dominate the kiss. He could feel Wufei's smirk against his lips at his actions.
Wufei broke the kiss, both in desperate need of oxygen. He leaned back, satisfied with himself. Heero tasted even better than he imagined, so sweet and pure. He continued to smirk as he watched Heero flounder on the table, panting, trying to sort himself out. His dazed expression and kiss swollen lips only made Wufei even more smug with himself.
Heero shuddered, and seeing that he was in the center of attention, blushed, quickly hiding his face.
Wufei chuckled. "You're looking very…nice, today."
Heero muttered something incoherent.
"Pardon?" Wufei asked, all innocent like.
Heero lifted his head, slightly, to say "Go to hell Chang."
Snorting, Wufei started to eat, noticing that Heero hadn't touched his own lunch.
Levelling a spork at the embarrassed boy, Wufei commanded "Eat your food."
"Bite me." His head shot up. "On second though, don't."
"Eat."
"No."
The room stilled, sensing entertainment, and focussed on the two Asian teenagers.
Wufei stood up. "You will eat," he growled, the words forcing their way through clenched teeth.
Heero stood up as well. "Make me."
Wufei shrugged, rolled his eyes, and lunged over to table to get to Heero.
Heero smirked, ducking down and letting Wufei pass harmlessly overhead. Upon landing, Wufei spun around and jumped on Heero, pushing both to the floor. Still smirking, Heero quickly reversed their position.
They rolled around on the floor, each fighting to keep the controlling position. They sprung apart, measuring each other up, looking for signs of weakness. Wufei cautiously eyed Heero, who had his hands behind his back.
"No, Wufei," Heero paused, "you eat it."
So said, Heero threw the food in his hands at Wufei. Watching the flying projectile from miles away, he simply stepped to the side to dodge. Of course, without Wufei in the way anymore, the nutritious goop kept going and hit an innocent in the back of his head.
"Oops."
Heero was about to apologize, or something similar to it, being Heero, when the slimed victim turned around, only to threw something back at Heero.
Heero dived out of the way, and watched as the lunch went soaring past him to hit…
Relena Peacecraft.
The girl sat there, a stunned expression on his face (and spaghetti). Slowly, aware of the stares, she reached down to her own plate. Then, still going slowly, she gingerly picked up her mashed potatoes. Which she then flung across the room.
Pandemonium broke out, and a food fight quickly spread throughout the entire cafeteria. Every student was now throwing food around, with Heero and Wufei in the middle of it all. Ten minutes passed before teachers came, curious about the noise level in the lunch room, and it took another five before they were able to shake off their shock and find their voice.
"Alright!"
"Break it up!"
Another ten or fifteen minutes passed, with the teachers yelling, and the room finally settled down.
"Who started this?" No one spoke up. Betray one of their own! Never! "So, that's how it's going to be then, eh? Well, if the ones responsible don't speak up, or someone tells us, I'll just have to send letters to all your parents. With bills to pay for all the damages! As it is, everyone here will help to cleanup this mess. What's it going to be?"
Slowly, Heero stood up. "I started it."
"Office, now."
Shrugging, hands in his pockets and head down, Heero slouched off, refusing to meet anyone's gaze. The teachers were taken aback from the confession. Heero? Shy, wouldn't-get-up-in-front-of-the-class-even-if-there-was-a-gun-to-his-head Heero?
Students and staff alike parted to allow Heero passage. He just plodded on.
Wufei rang the doorbell. He could hear footsteps inside, accompanied with the words "I'll get it!"
The door opened.
"Hello? Oh, Wufei! Come in, come in!" Relena opened the door all the way so Wufei could enter the house. "Heero will be so surprised! Maybe…maybe you could even cheer him up."
Relena's eyes were misty, her smile strained and her cheerfulness forced.
Wufei stepped inside, shuddering as he remembered the last time he was here. While taking off his shoes, Milliardo came out of the kitchen, bearing a tray. He nodded hello to the teen, who replied in kind.
"Here to see Heero?" Wufei nodded an affirmative. "Good. Take this up," Milliardo handed the tray over, "'Lena and I have to step out; an emergency came up at our temporary offices. Look after Heero, okay?"
Wufei told them he would, and helped the two on their way. Now he could talk to Heero without any disruptions.
A/N I am soo sorry this took so long in getting out. Real life just sucks lately. My best friends turtle died after having her for eight years, was 0.02 points off for entrance to university (bastards not only have to raise tuition, but grades to get in as well), just got internet connection, and am currently working two jobs. So please don't be mad at me for the long absence. Pwease?
Oh, and GundamPilot03? If you are still interested, tell me and I'll e-mail you. Oh, and you have been adopted! Congrats!
And before I forget, does anyone know how to make those icon things? Would like to send them out for those whom I have adopted. If so, please give me a shout.
Love to everyone who reviewed,
Mistress Arts
