Episode 9: Night Time Fun

A/n: These last three chapters have been co written with Cute Lil' Red Head.

"What's the problem?" Quatre asked as the boys filed into Mr. Peacecraft's office.

"We've found small concentrations of Leo's at the boarder of the Peacecraft Kingdom," the older man told them gravely, though in an oddly loud tone. Though the boys didn't know, he suspected his daughter was listening in on the other side of the door.

"What are we supposed to do about it?" Wufei asked. "Destroy them or scare them?"

"Scare them," Mr. Peacecraft answered, to which Wufei snorted unhappily. "I don't want this to look like an official war challenge."

"Yes, sir," Heero said. "Mission accepted." With that the boys left for their mission, narrowly missing Relena with the door as they opened it. The girl was careful to hide between the door and the wall so they didn't see her but Quatre nodded his head, letting her know he knew she was there.

Else where…

"Please tell me this boy owns more than just these tacky flamers," Skye grumbled under her breath as she rummaged through Duo's drawers. All she had managed to find thus far were his boxers, and she had been thoroughly disgusted in his taste of underwear. "Note to self: Buy the boy some decent boxers for his birthday. Better yet, buy them for Melanie so she can give them to him. I'm sure he'll like that better."

A shadow crept across the wall and Skye rolled her eyes as she ignored the intruder. She had more things to worry about than an idiot. Heck, there were five idiots and a frilly girl she had to deal with already, she didn't need shadow-boy to bother her.

A hand touched her shoulder and she quickly ducked down and tackled the intruder, pinning the boy to the ground with little trouble, even though he was a full foot taller than her and about fifty pounds heavier.

"Don't you know not to sneak up on me?" she demanded as she glared down at the boy. He was older than her by two and a half years and his dark hair hung in his eyes that were the same shade of green as her own. A black mask covered the lower half of his face but she didn't need to see it to know who he was.

"So this is where you've been," the boy grumbled as he sat up, even with her sitting on his chest. "I'm just here to complete Melanie's mission, so stay out of my way."

"Sorry brother dearest," Skye said as she stood up and blocked the door, her arms crossed and a determined look on her face.

"You're going to stop me?" he asked incredulously as he dusted himself off and walked over to her. He simply looked down at her, a smile showing through his dark mask.

"It isn't difficult to beat someone like you when I need to, Theron," Skye boasted. "Besides, I've got back up if need be."

"Our half-dead sister?" he laughed harshly as he backed her toward the door. "Normally, she could take me out, but she's in a weakened state, and you can't beat me yet, baby sister."

"I'm not half-dead," Melanie stated as she pressed her katana blade against the front of her brother's throat. Since Theron had been so preoccupied with the youngest of his siblings, he hadn't heard her approach.

"Did you know your loving little boyfriend only has black and red flaming undies?" Skye asked as she looked around Theron. "I'm about ready to set them all ablaze so he has to go commando rather than wear those things."

Melanie sighed in annoyance at her sister's comment but chose not to react. Theron, however, had plenty to say, but he was a bit too worried about the sharp edge against his throat to say his thoughts aloud.

"Theron," Skye announced happily as she reached into her pocket and pulled out the wire she used in sneak attacks to strangle people. "You are officially our hostage." With those words she wrapped the wire around his wrist and bound them together. "How does it feel to be captured by your half-dead sister and the baby of the family?"

"Shitty," he admitted.

"Stay away from the pilots," Melanie warned darkly as she removed her katana from her brother's neck.

"So, what are we gonna do with him?" Skye asked cheerfully as she took one of the sheets off the bed. She walked back over to her brother, looked him up and down once, kicked the back of his knee which caused him to fall, and tied his legs with strips she cut out of the bed sheet. "There's gotta be someplace we can hide him."

"Your room," Melanie said simply as she opened to door and checked to make sure the hall was empty.

Skye cut another strip of blanket, lowered her brother's mask, stuffed the dirty fabric in his mouth, and moved the mask back over his face. "Taste odd?" she asked sweetly. "I mean, you probably don't want to know what number of things Duo has been doing in this bed." If anything, her brother began to look sick.

Together, the sister's dragged their brother to Skye's room where they shoved him in the closet. "I always knew he was hiding in the closet," Skye joked once they had gotten the door to close. "Maybe this will inspire him to come out."

Melanie shook her head in annoyance but smiled just the same.

"By the way," Skye said but paused when she glanced at her closet door. "Let's go talk in your room, kay?"

Melanie shrugged but followed her sister.

"Alright," Skye said as she jumped onto her sister's bed. She patted the mattress beside her and waited a few moments before accepting that her sister would not sit. "Your little boy toy didn't do anything stupid."

Melanie slide down the wall until she was sitting on the floor. She refused to even glance at her sister, but Skye wasn't too upset. She knew her sister well enough that this was her way of hiding her emotions.

"Braided wonder was referring to you when he claimed he had a girlfriend as though that would prove anything. I still think he's gay because those boxers of his are certainly flaming. Quatre and Trowa are gay anyway, and gay guys like to hang out together, ya know? Now Heero, I'm pretty sure he has a thing for Relena and she has a thing for him so if you ever needed to hurt either of them or make them surrender you would go for their un-admitted and possible future lovers. Wufei, well, I don't know what he is. I think he needs to get off the justice hype and become human or be layed once or twice."

"Is that all you think about?" Melanie asked as she glanced up at her sister.

"Yes," Skye admitted quickly. "Well, sex and killing people. Other than that, I've got nothing. Do you believe me when I say Duo isn't cheating on you?"

"I know," Melanie whispered softly.

"Good!" Skye cheered happily. "I'll be sure to by you some condoms for your next birthday so I don't have too many nieces and nephews. Now, though, you need some more sleep. I can tell that you're practically falling asleep on the floor now. A bed will be much more comfortable."

Skye assisted her sister to the bed and tucked her in before leaving. She did still have some investigating to do.

"Mission completed," Heero announced as the boys returned home. The mission had been easy enough and once again the mysterious pilot had shown up to help them, even though they hadn't needed the assistance.

"Good night, guys," Quatre said happily as he and Trowa walked toward his room. The two entered the room and quickly closed the door behind them. Quatre walked toward the bed while Trowa flipped on the light.

"Trowa," Quatre said in an odd tone.

"Hn?"

"There's someone sleeping in our bed." The blonde seemed more amused than worried though.

Trowa glanced at the still made bed and sure enough, a newly familiar black clad form was sprawled across the bed, her head under a pillow. Her feet were hanging off the edge of the bed and one hand was poised on top of the keyboard of Quatre's laptop.

"She found our files," Quatre announced calmly as he moved the computer from under her hand.

The movement woke Skye and she sat up suddenly, smacking foreheads with the blonde. "OWIE!" Skye whined as she fell back down and rubbed her head. Quatre stumbled backwards but Trowa caught him before he could fall or drop the laptop.

"Can you guys not doing anything tonight and let me shack up here for the night?" Skye whimpered, her eyes still closed in attempt not to see the stars that were dancing across her vision.

"Why?" Quatre asked as he regained his footing. It was odd having someone guess so quickly about he and Trowa but he was glad she didn't seem to care.

"There's a gay man in my closet and he refuses to come out," Skye told him, which only managed to confuse him.

"What?" the usually silent Trowa asked in total confusion.

"Never mind," Skye muttered as she stood up and began to leave.

"You can stay," Quatre told her gently. "We can go to Trowa's room."

"Thanks!" she said happily, gave the blonde a hug and jumped back on the bed. "You guys are sleep savers."

"Don't mention it," Quatre said as he and Trowa left.

Melanie woke up from her short nap and looked at the digital alarm clock on the nightstand it read: 9:00 p.m. on the dot. Grunting softly she got up and moved slowly towards the door. Going to her dresser she pulled out her working attire, which consisted of a black tank top and a pair of blue jeans covered in old paint stains. Moving slowly she headed down the hall. In about ten minutes she made it back to the hanger without killing herself in the process.

Day Star stood in all his glory in the corner. Picking up the cleaning tools and liquids she headed up the scaffolding.

"Hey Day Star," she said softly as she began to work. "It's been awhile."

The gundam stood there not answering her at all. She worked for about an hour before she had to stop. Sitting there she hadn't realized she was being watched until a wrench behind her was moved slightly. Leaning her head against the railing she ignored the person.

"If you're going to kill me then go ahead. I can't stop you."

The person was right at her back leaning down to whisper in her ear;

"Why would I do that?"

As the person's voice washed over her she knew who it was. His warm breath washing over her neck sent shivers down her spine.

"Duo?"

"Melanie are you all right?"

"I've been better."

"I'd imagine."

She slightly turned her head to look at him. His eyes were shining with a deep emotion that she assumed was love. He carefully sat down behind her and pulled her into his lap. "Are you sure you're all right?" he asked softly.

"Just tired."

"Skye told us you weren't doing well back home."

"You could say that."

She laid her head back against his shoulder, allowing herself the small comfort of his nearness. His arms wrapped around her waist pulling her even closer to support her weight fully against him. Exhaustion was evident in ever line of her body. From how light she was he assumed a great deal about what had happened at home.

"Did you stop eating and sleeping?" he whispered into her shoulder.

When he didn't receive an answer, without a doubt he knew she was dead to the world. Carefully he picked her up and carried her to her room. Standing there for a moment he was trying to decide whether or not to stay with her.

"Stay," a soft whisper escaped her lips.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

He removed their shoes and socks and curled up beside her. His body heat warmed her cold body up. Duo softly stroked her hair to lull her back into a deeper sleep. Where he soon followed.