Beauty's Beast

Chapter 1- The New Amsterdam

Authors Note-So I wrote myself into a corner with perfect match so thats gone..I still have SWITCH up though, and I think I'm going to start something new. This song makes me think of Duo so much, so I figured this may be a good story..(Disclaimer-Dont Own song or characters)

I think this story is only going to end up having Minako, Rei, and Hotaru. The other scouts won't show up unless I find some use for them.

I was down at the new amsterdam staring at this yellow haired girl..

Duo Maxwell sighed, setting his glass down on the table with a small clanking noise. The glass looked dirty, unclear. The bar itself wasn't anything to look at. It was just another resting spot on their way. He'd heard a saying around these parts since they'd entered the town... "Soldiers come, and soldiers go." The war was raging around them.

Yet for one night, just one, Duo wanted to forget. War killed a person inside. He smiled a bit, as he looked up to the stage on the side of the bar. A thin blond writhed to the music. Her laughter echoed as the crowd around her cheered. Her hair swung with her hips, and she mouthed the words to the music. Her orange cocktail dress clung to her skin, which was slightly damp. The air was hot and humid tonight. Duo turned, noticing his companion order another drink, before turning to glance at the other dancer on the stage.

Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with the black haired, flamenco dancer..

Duo smirked a bit. He could tell when Heero was interested, and when he feigned interest. Heero was never one to act on his interests though. Love had no place in the world today. The other dancer mirrored the Blond, looking like the darker twin. Her cocktail dress matched the other, only a deep shade of crimson differed the two ensembles. She seemed slightly more reserved. The kind of girl with a good head on her shoulders, he thought.

She dances while his father plays guitar,She's suddenly beautiful,Well we all want somethin beautiful..

The sweat was nearly invisible on their bodies, as the rhythm took them over. Sometimes Duo craved someone. But, it was always just too hard to find someone who understood. The music blared in the background, Duo ordering another Jack and Coke. It was so humid now that he could feel his shirt stick to him when he moved. He licked his lips a moment, tasting the feint scent of salt.

Bodies pressed against his back every once in awhile, the crowd shifting restlessly.

Damn I wish I was beautiful,So come on dance this silence down to the mornin,Cut Maria! Show me some of them spanish dances...

His gaze stayed on the blond, watching her body. In the morning he'd be gone, and soon he'd never remember this night. Forgetting was the best thing that ever happened to him. He choked down the drink he ordered, feeling it burn in his throat. He tried taking a deep breath, coming up short. The air was just too humid.

Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones,Believe in me..help me believe in anything..

He turned to Heero, following the fellow brunettes gaze back to the other dancer. Heero's gaze then turned back to his drink at the bar. Heero sighed, before turning to Duo. Duo shifted. It was already at least one in the morning. Heero would be wanting to leave now, so the others wouldn't worry. Heero wasn't the kind to go out, but Duo had begged him.

Duo sighed. All he'd wanted was one night where he could pretend everything was okay.

I want to be someone who believes. Mr Jones and me tell each other fairy tales,Stare at the beautiful women

He wanted a happy ending more than anything. Heero though, Heero fought because that was all he knew. Duo's braid stuck to his back a bit, as he slid from the stool he was perched on, Heero following. Duo turned for another glance at the blond.

"Shes looking at you, ah no no, shes lookin at me",Smiling in the bright lights,Comin in through the stereo

To his surprise, the blond had come within an arms reach of him. She smiled, catching her breath. "Leaving already?" she asked, giggling.

Duo nodded, turning to find Heero. Heero stood staring back at him several feet away. "Yeah I guess," Duo said, offering a smile. The blond cocked her head, the smile fading a bit. "I haven't seen you in here before, where are you from?" she asked, the smile returning.

Duo hesitated a moment.

When everybody loves you you can never be lonely I will paint my picture paint myself in blue and red and black and gray all of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful...gray is my favorite color. I feel so symbolic today. If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play..

"Not from around here babe," he smiled meekly. The blond nodded, understanding. "So, I guess another drinks out of the question?" she asked hesitantly. Duo's hands traced over his keys a moment. He thought for a second, before turning back to Heero. Heero's blank stare confronted him. "Well, I guess we can stay for one more drink," he said, gesturing to Heero.

The blond laughed, nodding.

Mr. jones and me look into the future..Stare at the beautiful women.."Shes lookin at you, uh I don't think so shes lookin at me"...Standing in the spotlight...

She ordered a round of margaritas, as Heero and the black haired dancer approached the pair from opposite directions. "Minako," she said over the music and pointed at herself. Duo nodded, "My name is Duo," he said smiling, thanking her for the margarita. Minako nodded, jerking her head to the other dancer who was now beside her, "This is Rei," she said loudly again.

Duo laughed, "Heero," he said pointing to his friend. Heero stood behind him, his margarita in his hand. His eyes met Duos. Instantly, Duo knew this was the one last drink. They needed to go.

I bought myself a gray guitar When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely

I want to be a lion everybody wants to pass as cats

"Your a beautiful dancer,"Duo said, turning back to the girl. She smiled, "Thanks." Duo nodded, glancing down at the drink between his hands. "You live around here?" he asked. Minako nodded reluctantly. This wasn't exactly the best neighborhood, since the war.

We all want to be big big stars but we got different reasons for that, believe in me.

Because I dont believe in anything, and I want to be someone to believe

"Well, thanks for the drinks beautiful, but we had better get going," Duo said reluctantly. Minako only nodded, watching Duo and Heero's departure. She turned to Rei, a frown on her face.

Finishing her margarita, Rei shrugged, "Minako...you know how those soldiers are." Minako sighed, nodding. So many were so attractive, but so broken. The kind of broken you can't fix. You could see the world in a soldiers eyes. Minako struggled a bit from her stool, before taking off through the crowd.

Rei frowned a moment before following. She pushed her way through the crowd of bodies, and out the door into the crisp night air.

Mr. Jones and me stumblin through the barrio. Yeah we stare at the beautiful women

"Shes perfect for you, man theres got to be someone for me"

"Heero, I'm sorry," Duo said, shaking his head and following. Heero turned, frowning, "We're late," were his only words. Duo nodded, sighing.

"Duo!" came a yell from behind him. He snapped around, watching Minako run towards him. "You dropped your keys," she smiled, pressing them into his hand. Duo nodded after a second. He hadn't noticed he had dropped them. Duo smiled at the pair of girls in front of him, Rei having caught up. "Minako...We really should get back to Hotaru," Rei pressured.

Minako's gaze, locked with Duos before she finally turned. "Yeah," she said, following the fellow dancer. She turned back for one last look at Duo, who stood clutching his keys staring back at her.

Duo felt an arm on his shoulder, and turned to follow Heero.

But when everybody loves me, Im going to be just as happy as can be..

Duo sighed, jamming his hands into his pocket, following Heero through the alley. Another cheap hotel their destination.