Disclaimer: I don't own Duo…or the rest of the show…sadly.
AN: Sorry it's been 2 years…eheh… In fact, I'm only writing this because I'm waiting for my bf's class to end. If it's really bad, I'm sorry for wasting your time. Haven't written fanfics in a long time, and I can't think of a good plot for this. The Absolut website really should ask for birth month, because I'm 21 and perfectly legal…but if you enter 1986 they won't let you in the site. Stupid.
Hush. Advertised as the ultimate clubbing experience for only the most beautiful people, there truly were only beautiful people…the bouncers made sure of that. Disguised in a brunette wig, Relena still managed to nab the super exclusive VIP area. The manager had led her and Duo there, and literally pushed a couple out of their seats. (AN: this place actually exists, and that is what they advertise…much to my amusement)
"Miss?"
"Appletini, please, and an Absolut Air for my date here. Thanks." ordered Relena.
"Oh my, it's Miss Relena!" gushed the infamous blond with split eyebrows.
'Crap, crap it's Dorothy.' "Dorothy, how nice to run into you here!" 'Hm, no, not really. Wait, how did she manage into the VIP lounge?'
Dorothy smiled her evil smile; old habits die hard. "The pleasure is all mine. Duo Maxwell, well, don't you look handsome tonight?" (AN: for some reason, I'm imagining a southern accent. I should move to California, I really should.)
"Thank—"
"Come, Miss Relena, you must dance with my friends and I!"
Duo shot her a dirty look, replaced immediately by a rather disgusted one as he got a glimpse of who Dorothy's friends were. Ah, so the son of L3's prime minister wasn't so prim and proper after all. No, he was a man-whore. Ugh, mesh shirts…a sight nobody needed to see. He subtly snaked his arm around Rel's waist and declined the offer for her.
"Actually, babe, I think I spot Heero of all things. Let's go say hi."
Dorothy's face blanched at the mention of the head Preventer agent's name. Dorothy Catalonia was afraid of no one…except Heero Yuy. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that he was the only person unfazed by her antics.
"Ohoho…why don't you two lovebirds go on ahead? Miss Relena, I shall see you at the charity luncheon on Friday, yes?"
Relena held her gag reflex in check and forced herself to perform the obligatory air kiss goodbye. It was going to be a long night. But maybe a bad start wasn't necessarily a bad omen…right?
With a taste of your lips
I'm on a ride
You're toxic
I'm slipping under
With a taste of poison paradise
I'm addicted to you
Don't you know that you're toxic
And I love what you do
Don't you know that you're toxic
She glued her eyes to her so-called friend's retreating figure, making sure she was indeed leaving. Unaware of the other predator, also known as her beau, she suddenly found her body pressed taut against his and all his manly glory. Her face flushed as she stared him in the eyes, silently demanding an explanation.
"Follow me."
Duo led her to the closest bathroom—the girls' bathroom—where all the ladies ogled him and gave Relena jealous looks. He flashed his Preventer badge and ordered them all out, then locked the door.
Minutes later, the waitress comes back to find both gone and no money left for her. "Damn, not again. I gotta find myself a sugar daddy and quit!"