Revenge Is Funny

Consider this AU as far as the Wars go. Gundam Wear is set a bit past the end of the Eve Wars – Treize never died and consequently Endless Waltz didn't happen exactly the same way – but the Preventers are still instated, and the pilots are members.

"I'm not sure this is going to work, Duo," Quatre whispered worriedly.

Giving the blond a Shinigami grin, Duo said, "'Course it will, Quat! I'm the master of pranks."

"I thought you were the God of Death by Jokes," Wufei muttered. Luckily, his words were spoken low enough for Duo not to hear him, or a fight might've broken out between the two.

Scratch that. Who are we kidding? A fight definitely would have broken out.

"I'm still not sure about this…" Quatre mumbled, nibbling anxiously on his lower lip.

Sighing dramatically, Duo said, exasperation seeping into his tone, "To save time, let's just pretend that I know everything about what we're doing, okay?"

Heero snorted, Wufei muffled involuntary laughter, and Trowa's one visible green eye sparkled.

"Yeah, right," Quatre muttered, at opposition with his usual sweet nature. But then, he'd been up since six thirty the previous morning working on this 'project,' so maybe his sarcastic, cynical demeanor had to do with a lack of sleep.

Or maybe he was just feeling sex-deprived since he and Trowa hadn't gotten any 'alone time' in twice as long.

"Treize is gonna flip when he sees Epyon!" Duo snickered, referring to the Gundam that had been painted to look like a ballerina, complete with a metal skirt and tiara that had taken Duo an hour of preparation to get right.

"If he doesn't kill you first," Heero murmured.

"Ah, Treize-poo loves me, Hee-chan!" Duo crowed, albeit quietly.

Heero just rolled his eyes at his lover's antics, long used to Duo's patented overstatements of…pretty much everything, come to think of it.

Except anything concerning their carnal activities – or so his ego liked to think.

"And besides, if he kills me, I won't tell him how to remove the little…'surprise'…I left him on his computer." Duo smirked.

Wufei's eyes narrowed and he couldn't help but ask, "What sort of 'surprise,' Maxwell?"

Duo snickered. "Oh…you'll find out, I'm sure," he said, in a voice that made the Chinese man suspect that the braided maniac meant firsthand.

"Now, let's get to it!" Duo announced. Giving the other four boys a quick look, he asked, "Everybody ready?"

"Affirmative," Heero answered.

"Ready," Trowa deigned to actually reply aloud.

"Ready," Quatre agreed, voice tight.

Wufei snorted. "Just get on with it, Maxwell."

Giving Pilot 05 another Shinigami grin, Duo said, "As you wish, 'Fei."

And with one push of a button, all the Aries, Leos and Tauruses on the Preventer training grounds – which had been repainted in either hot pink and neon purple, covered with obscene phrases, or altered to be anatomically correct – started doing the Macarena.