"Hey Houdini."
Quatre, grabbing his books for his next class from out of his locker, looked over his shoulder to see Jamie strolling up to him.
"That disappearing act you did last night was great. What's your secret?" He smirked, leaning against the locker next to Quatre's.
"Sorry about that. The movie was getting kinda boring."
Jamie ran a hand through his hair. "Well, next time, give a guy a warning. I was really worried about you."
The smaller blonde felt the guilt wash through him. 'He was worried…?' Quatre sighed. "I'm sorry. Can I make it up to you some how?"
Jamie grinned. "How 'bout a date, then?"
Quatre blinked. "A date?"
"Yeah. Just you and me."
"Ummm…I don't know…"
"Oh, I get it." Jamie smirked. "You've got the hots for Trowa Barton, huh."
Quatre blushed and darted his gaze to his locker. "What?! No!"
The taller boy's smile grew and placed his hands in his pockets. "Sure you do. You didn't seem to have a problem going out with him. That's why you two disappeared with one another."
"No, you're crazy. We were just bored. So we left. That's it."
Jamie chuckled and leaned in toward Quatre. "If that's it, then go on a date with me."
"Hey Quatre."
The two blondes turned their attention to the approaching Trowa Barton.
"Hi Trowa." Quatre smiled.
"Collins." Trowa nodded.
"Barton."
"So, Quatre. I repeat." Jamie smirked and eyed Trowa. "If that's it, then go on a date with me."
Trowa felt his heart jump to his throat. 'What?!'
"Uh…I errr…."
Trowa was staring at Quatre who looked like a deer trapped in the headlights of an oncoming truck. Except there were two trucks. And both trucks were staring intently at the small blonde, both wanting to hear an answer opposite to the other's wishes.
Finally, Trowa couldn't take it anymore. He turned on his heel and walked away.
"Wait, Trowa!" Quatre called to him.
But before he could go, Jamie snatched his wrist. "Wait, you didn't give me an answer."
"Fine. Okay. Now let me go." Quatre said, not really realizing that he agreed. All he cared about was getting to Trowa and he couldn't really do that with Jamie attached to him.
Jamie released Quatre from his grasp and watched the boy hurry after the class president. The strawberry blonde smirked before walking in the opposite direction.
"Trowa! Trowa will you stop?!" Quatre called.
The brunette came to abrupt halt and spun to face the other boy. "What?" he snapped.
"Are you mad?"
"Me? Mad? Yeah. Right." Trowa said sarcastically. He rolled his eyes to emphasize his point.
"Look, there's no need to get angry. All he did was ask me out."
Trowa crossed his arms over his chest. "And what did you say?"
"I-I said…" The blonde looked to the side. "Yes..."
Trowa threw his hands up in the air.
Quatre suddenly found himself getting frustrated with Trowa's attitude. He glared at the boy, crossing his arms over his chest just as Trowa did. "I don't see why you're getting so worked up. It's not like we're a couple or anything."
"Yoo hoo!! Trowa!!" Trowa looked over his shoulder and looked at Jenna.
"You're right. We aren't a couple."
"Trowa!!" Jenna smiled before attaching herself to his arm.
"Hi Jenna." Trowa smiled at the girl. He cradled the blonde girl's chin in his left hand before bending down to give the girl a kiss. But before he could pull away, Jenna snaked one hand behind Trowa's head and pulled him further down to deepen the kiss. By the time Trowa could finally get Jenna off of him, Quatre was already gone.
. . .
"Hey Kitty Cat." Duo waved at his friend upon entering the clearing.
"Oh, hey Duo." Quatre said, looking up at the braided boy. It was already lunch time and the scene of Trowa voluntarily kissing Jenna just continued to play in his mind. It reminded him of how upset he got seeing Jenna kissing Trowa just yesterday. And remembering how upset he got just made him even more upset for being upset in the first place.
"You look kinda down. You wanna see a magic trick?"
"Not right now, Duo. I've got a lot of stuff on my mind."
"Well, how 'bout after school?"
"Can't. I have to stay after school and talk to Mr. Lee."
"The band teacher? About what?"
Quatre sighed. "Duo, if I knew that, I wouldn't have to stay after school."
"Oh. Right." Out of the corner of his eye, Duo could see Quatre staring at his shoes. The blonde was sitting against the tree with his knees drawn up. One arm was wrapped around his legs while the other played idly with the grass. "Q, you okay? You know you can talk to me about anything."
Quatre looked at Duo. "Thanks Duo. I'm fine." At the look the violet-eyed boy gave him, Quatre rephrased. "I will be fine. I just need to think about it alone for right now."
"Okay. But if you need someone…"
Quatre smiled. "You'll be the first I come to."
Duo grinned in return and placed an arm around his friend's shoulders.
"And what do you think you're doing?"
Both boys looked up to see Heero glaring down at Duo.
"You tell me to go get food for you and this is how you repay me?"
"Heero! You know-"
"I don't want to hear it!" Heero strolled past Duo and sat down next to Quatre.
Duo scrambled over to Heero. "Heero, we weren't doing anything! Heero?"
The brunette seemed more focused on his chips than in what Duo had to say.
"Heero, he's telling the truth." Quatre tried.
"Duo, how would you like it if I were all over someone else?"
"I…errr…."
Heero, eyes locked onto Duo, wrapped an arm around Quatre's waist.
"Heero?!" Both Quatre and Duo said, shocked.
Heero looked at Quatre and for a brief second, the blonde saw the blue-eyed boy wink before looking back at Duo.
"Heero! I'm sorry! You know I love you and only you! Don't be mad at me! Please?!" Duo pouted. He reached for his boyfriend's hand and held it between his. "Heero?"
Heero removed his hand from around Quatre's waist. Using just his index finger, he pulled Duo closer to him. When their faces were a mere inch apart, Heero blew a raspberry into Duo's face.
Quatre just stared at them, confusion written all over his face. 'What in the…?'
"So you aren't mad at me!!" Duo cheered, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's neck and placing a chaste kiss upon his lips.
"Duo, can you go get me a soda?"
"Sure thing, babe." The braided boy kissed his boyfriend one more time before dashing off towards the vending machines.
"Ummm?" Quatre cocked an eyebrow at the other boy.
Heero smirked. "Haven't you ever heard that the best part about an argument is making up in the end?"
Quatre smiled in understanding, glad that his mind, if only for a brief moment, was off of Trowa Barton and Jenna Collins.
. . .
All in all, Trowa felt bad. He didn't really mean to kiss Jenna. He was just jealous. 'I met Quatre first. He supposed to go on a date with me.'
Just then, an orange ball hit him in the chest before bouncing away. It was then that he realized where he was.
"Barton!" Coach Richards looked absolutely furious. "We have a game in two days! After that, you have two weeks to space out on my COURT!!" The coach's eyes were just about ready to pop out. "Can't you pay attention for ten more minutes?!"
"Right. Sorry Coach."
"Don't apologize! Play! Go get the ball!"
Trowa nodded and jogged after the basketball. After picking it up, he got off the court and passed it to his teammate.
Heero watched his friend curiously. But as the ball attempted to fly pass him, Heero snatched the ball in a steal and thought nothing more of why his friend was so out of it. Again.
. . .
Or at least not until after practice.
"Hey, what's up with you?" Heero asked, jogging up to Trowa who was heading for the parking lot.
"It's nothing. I've just got a lot on my mind."
"Such as?"
"College…"
"Hn."
"Hey Heero!" Duo appeared around the corner with Quatre in tow. Apparently, he had waited for the blonde to get out of the music room so he could show him his magic trick.
At the sight of Quatre, Trowa halted his steps and stiffened. Heero cocked an eyebrow at him but stopped as well. Duo raced up to the two with a grin on his face. Quatre, though, was looking anywhere but at Trowa.
"Trowa! I gotta show this trick that I learned last night!" Duo smiled, oblivious to the awkward air that hovered the brunette and the blonde.
"Duo, what are you up to?" Heero tossed a suspicious look at his boyfriend.
"Don't worry about it!" Duo grinned. He pushed Quatre towards Trowa, causing them to collide. Quatre glared at the braided boy, but again, Duo was unaware of the glance. "Here!"
Before either could respond, Duo snatched up both of their wrists and attached a pair of handcuffs to them.
"Duo!" Quatre growled. "Get these off! I need to get home!"
"Why, so you can get ready for your date?" Trowa murmured.
Quatre glared at Trowa. "I heard that." He growled between clenched teeth.
"Oh, by the way. When is that little date of yours? I want to wish the happy couple good luck before they ride off into the sunset together." Trowa glowered at Quatre.
"How will you be able to do that if you've got your tongue down Jenna's THROAT!" Quatre retorted.
"Whoa. Calm down you guys." Duo's face visibly paled.
"Duo, get these off! NOW!"
"Don't yell at Duo!" Quatre yelled.
"What, you like him TOO?! Why don't you go on a date with him?!"
"Well, why don't you KISS him?!"
"DUO!" They both glared daggers at the braided boy. "GET THESE OFF!!"
Duo pulled the key out of his pocket and fumbled with it slightly under the angry gazes of his friends.
Once free, both boys took a step away from each other.
"Bye, Duo. Bye Heero. I'll see you tomorrow." Quatre stormed off towards the front of the school.
"Yeah, go on! Don't want to be late! God forbid you be late for your date with Jamie!" Trowa yelled at the blonde.
Quatre spun around, anger evident in his eye. "That's right! I'm going on a date! And I'll have a much better time than I would if I ever went with you! In fact, I might take a leaf out of your book and make-out with him the minute he pulls up!" And at that, Quatre disappeared around the corner.
Trowa was seething. "See if I care." He said through clenched teeth before storming off towards his car.
"Wha…What just happened?" Duo said looking from where Trowa left to Heero.
Heero frowned. "What did I tell you about butting in?"
"I was just trying to help…"
"Duo, I'm sure your heart was in the right place but you've got to leave them alone. If there is something between them, let nature take its course. Don't force it."
Duo looked down. "Yeah, okay. I'll butt out."
"Hn." Heero wrapped an arm around Duo's waist. "Come on. Let's get you home."
"…" Duo looked up at his boyfriend, thoughtfully. "I still think they're perfect for each other..."
Heero sighed. "Baka…"
Author's Notes/Disclaimer: I do not own the GW boys. I own the coach and the Collins twins.
My oh my. These boys are angry. That's not cool. Not at all. Tid bit OOC. Oh! Poor Duo. He's just trying to help. He never meant things to blow up like that. In fact, he didn't know that it would. Heh. Ummm...But just remember what Heero said. Haha.
Jeez. I think this chapter is kinda predictable. And kinda corny. And it makes you think to yourself somewhat sarcastically "what a kawinky-dink." Like how Trowa just happened to appear when Jamie was asking Quatre out. And how Jenna suddenly appeared (but she has done that before) for Trowa to kiss. Heh. Oh well. I still like it.
I also like bitter Trowa and grumpy Quatre. It's rather fun making them argue. I like to make up retorts since when I need to think of one in real life, none seem to come. Sheesh. Oo;; Yeah. Heero and Duo are a cool couple. Ummmm....SPACKLED HAM!! RAH! Oo;;