Duo and Heero still sat on Duo's bed as the rain continued to beat against the outside of the house, and the electricity still refused to return any time soon. The two teenagers felt a little awkward trying to do homework by candlelight, but they didn't have any other choice. They stayed like that for a while until Duo finally let out an exasperated sigh and threw his pen across the room where it landed soundlessly.

"I'm sick of doing homework... Aren't there more important things to do than just sit here and do schoolwork Heero? After all, with all this rain the school will probably be closed tomorrow anyway." Duo watched as Heero continued ignoring him, but Duo honestly didn't care and went ahead with his rambling. "You know I usually like the rain, but right now it just keeps making things worse and worse. First the power goes out, and then we can't call Trowa back because we can't get any reception. Then that moron downstairs still creeps me out, especially in the dark."

Heero finally got irritated to the point he actually looked up from what he was doing, "Duo, shut up."

Instead of heeding Heero's demand Duo just continued babbling about random nonsense, such as how he hates school and even to the point he began complaining about how mosquitoes always targeted him in the summer. Heero was getting to a point that he didn't want to hear all the things Duo spouted out of his mouth, and so he took care of his problem by throwing a pillow at the other teen's face.

This resulted in Duo getting knocked off the edge of the bed and onto the floor, Heero smiled as he peered over the edge of the bed to see if his friend was still alive. Duo was quick to counterattack as he threw the pillow at Heero, but wasn't able to knock him off which made him spring off the floor to attack Heero himself.

"I'm going to make you pay for that!" Duo was laughing as he tackled Heero and they both rolled off the edge of the bed. The two of them had began their own wrestling match, and had somehow didn't knock over any of the candles during their match.

After a few minutes of their wrestling, Heero ended up pinning Duo down. Duo pouted and then admitted his defeat to Heero, but Heero wasn't satisfied with just that and prodded him for a better reward. "What's my real reward?"

Duo squirmed beneath him, "Fine, you want a better reward? Come down here and I'll whisper it to you."

Heero was unsure about doing it, but he leaned down a bit to hear what Duo was going to give him for a prize when Duo nipped his ear. When Heero gave him a look of surprise, Duo just stuck his tongue out childishly and laughed at the expression frozen on Heero's face. "You should never trust a sore loser to give you a prize for beating them!"

"Well what if I take my own prize then?" Heero watched his cocky friend's expression go from triumphant to confusion. "Maybe I should just take your laptop or something..."

"No! Don't take that I'll give you something else! Anything-!" Duo never got to finish his sentence as Heero took that as the right moment to claim his reward. He captured the other teenager's lips in a kiss that made the room go eerily silent compared to just moments ago when they were causing such a commotion with their fighting.

Duo hated himself for it, but he could feel his body reacting to Heero's kiss and he even felt himself returning the kiss. His mind kept reminding him they were nothing more than friends, while his body kept reminding him of the feelings he had been harboring for almost two years now. This would probably be one of the few times he would be able to expose his true feelings to Heero, and he didn't want to risk losing the chance.

That first kiss seemed to last forever before Heero finally tried to break away, Duo stopped him and pulled him into another heated kiss.

After a few minutes of them each continuing the battle of their mouths, Duo had somehow managed to back himself up against a wall. It didn't bother Duo in the least bit, in fact it gave him the chance to allow his hands to wander up under Heero's shirt feeling the lean muscles beneath. Heero didn't protest to this at all, but he was uncertain about how Duo would react to his own hands going to the unexplored areas of the teen's body.

Just as things were beginning to move on to the next stage, the electricity suddenly flickered on startling the two. Duo's hands tried to retreat from under Heero's shirt, but they got stuck and ended up pulling Heero all the way on top of him. The two sat in stunned silence as Heero realized exactly where he had landed, right between Duo's legs.

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Quatre hadn't had a quiet day at all, not with all of his family preparing for a meeting with their father's boss. When the electricity had gone out all over the city, it had just made everything much worse for him since he had to calm his sisters down enough to figure out what they would do. More than likely the man would call off the meeting, but he wasn't an ordinary man either so Quatre didn't plan on him canceling.

They had prepared a nice dinner for the man and everything, and thankfully the power came back in the city even though the rain was still pouring outside. But what the blonde hadn't been prepared for was a phone call from his best friend and lover, Trowa. He hardly ever called Quatre unless it was for an absolute emergency, so the blonde always answered Trowa's call no matter what was going on.

"Trowa? Is everything all right?"

Quatre listened to Trowa's story and when Trowa asked him to come down to the hospital with him, Quatre couldn't possibly say no. He knew how important Catherine was to him, and for something so terrible to happen to her was an unspeakable thing. The blonde knew his father had been wanting him to meet his boss for a long time, but unfortunately he told his father an emergency had come up.

"Go ahead Quatre, if your friend needs your support then I can wait to introduce you two later."

His father had always been empathetic to his son, and now wasn't different than any other time. "Thanks Father, I promise to make this up to you."

The drive to the hospital was longer because of the downpour, but Quatre's driver was able to get him there in fifteen minutes flat. The blonde hastily went to the reception window and asked for the room where Catherine Bloom was, the nurse seemed unsurprised by his rush and told him the name as if it wasn't the room his friend could possibly be dying in.

"It's on the third floor, room 1307."

Quatre thanked her anyway, because of his polite nature, before hurrying on to the elevator and rapidly beating the button to the third floor. When he reached the third floor, he found the room with no trouble at all since it was only down the hall from the elevators. When he opened the door, Trowa was sitting beside his sister back to the door.

"Is she going to be alright?" The blonde had authentic fear for the young woman's health, and was relieved when Trowa nodded.

"Yes, but she'll be here recovering for weeks... She suffered a concussion and two broken ribs, and it was all because of me."

Quatre had never heard the brunette speak solemnly before, and it unnerved him to hear it now. He knew any person in his position would be acting the same way, if not more panicked and grave, but it was so unlike Trowa.

"Well, the important thing is she'll be alright. Nobody could've predicted this happening, and you can't blame yourself for it." Quatre softly covered his friend's hand in an attempt to soothe his anxiety, but instead the brunette just moved his hand. "It was a freak accident, no one's to blame."

"You're wrong Quatre, that man knew it was coming... that man was the cause of Catherine getting hurt... And I can't forgive him for it." Trowa spoke with such hatred that Quatre feared for that man's life, whoever he was. "I swear I will make him pay for hurting my sister."

Quatre pulled up a chair and sat beside Trowa, "What man are you talking about?"

"He followed me around yesterday, and right before the accident happened he kept asking for where Heero and Duo are. I claimed I didn't have a clue who they are, and he just told me I'd regret saying that. Then it happened..." Trowa went silent for a minute, as if he was reliving the experience once again in his mind. "Then he came in after Catherine was going to the hospital, and kept pestering me to answer his questions..."

"Did you answer him?"

Trowa hesitated for a second, and then looked at Quatre. Even now, the blonde looked so very delicate, almost like Catherine, and he knew he had no choice but to answer. "I didn't have a choice... he threatened to go after you next."

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Wufei was meditating when he received the call from Quatre, and learned all of what had been going on. The Chinese teen wasn't quite sure if everything Quatre was telling him was a joke or not, but he knew the blonde wouldn't joke about things as serious as this. When he finally hung up the phone, he knew Quatre was going to call Heero and Duo next, but Wufei didn't want to sit around and do nothing while all of this was occurring.

He went into his room and knew all of the training he had forced himself to do was finally going to pay off. He brought down the sharp sword as he knew that if this man was capable of doing what Trowa claimed, there was going to be no easy way to stop him. Wufei was about to drive himself down to the hospital when he noticed a man outside of his house.

The man was tall, with brunette hair, and stunning sapphire eyes; not at all what Quatre had described the man who had visited Trowa. Nonetheless, Wufei's intuition told him to be wary of this man as there was still something about him that made him uneasy.

"I didn't expect any of you to be trained in any type of swordplay... or are you self-taught?" The brunette looked at Wufei expectantly.

"Even if I'm self-taught, that doesn't mean I'm worse than anyone with formal training." Wufei defended himself, but when he saw the brunette reveal his own sword he knew exactly what the man had been waiting for. "So you're challenging me?"

"I've grown a tad bit restless after years of sitting around all day, so I was hoping I could find a challenge from at least one of you. Not to mention I'll be killing two birds with one stone for my brother, since I was sent here to make sure you stay out of our way."

"Enough talk!" Wufei drew out his blade and readied himself, and the brunette did the same. "If I win this, you'll tell me your names and why you are so persistent about Duo Maxwell."

"What do I get if I win?"

"I'll answer two questions as well, any questions. Do you accept?"

"Agreed."

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Okay, I honestly wasn't sure if the part with Wufei was just to random or stereotypical of him, but I needed to put more of him in the fic. Just like I needed to put more of Quatre in... and like I needed to put at least a little of HeeroDuo smexiness. (I hope that satisfied some of you readers just waiting for something to happen between the two of them!)

Anyways, I hope this chapter didn't disappoint!

Please R & R!

Shari Maxwell