Arriving back at Wufei's apartment and un-locking the door, Wufei held his breath in mild anticipation. He cared much for his old team mates and there were few people's opinions he cared for at all, but he was secretly hoping they would like his apartment and find it more homely then a hotel.
As he opened the door, and asked them to remove there shoe's at the door, he heard Duo whistle and relaxed, letting out his sigh as silently as possible. Duo walked in, his feet –one blue sock and one green sock- were sinking into the rug that was in effect the short hallway that led to the living room. There was a cupboard to there left and Wufei hung his coat and put all the shoes inside before following Duo and Heero into his living room.
"Wow Fei! You did good!" Everything was decorated in warm hues of golden orange and red, with minor splashes of bright red or deep green in some of the pictures on the walls. The three-person sofa faced towards a flat screen TV with a large rosewood coffee table between the two, a rug also underneath it. Where there were no rugs, there was shiny smooth wooden flooring in a deep rosewood color to match the coffee table.
"This is the main room," explained Wufei, smiling slightly, as he'd never shown off his own home to anyone before because during the war, making a place a home was dangerous to them all. Standing next to the TV he continued, "behind you both is the kitchen, or no mans land to you Duo."
"Don't have to rub it in Fei!" He sulked, "remember we had a deal!" Wufei smirked at Duo's antics, feeling a tug in his chest as Heero smiled at him warmly and told him to grow up for the billionth time. "Only on completion of the mission, baka!"
"Mission Accepted, Sir!" Said Duo, jumping up and snapping a salute. Wufei rolled his eyes and continued, "behind me is the bathroom, it's not massive but there's a full tub and space enough.
"To my right are the bedrooms, the door near the kitchen is mine, the middle is your room and the last is the office, it has a couch in there if you want to sleep apart," he smirked as Duo blushed lightly, "and most of my work is in there, files and such, so of course there's a special lock on that door just incase, and I think that's everything!"
"I must say I'm impressed with your style Wufei," said Heero approvingly as he gazed around the room again, "your taste matches my own in some ways. I could feel very much at home here."
"That's all I ask, besides that you keep the place clean." He said finally, before moving over to the kitchen, "now is anyone hungry?"
"I sure am!" Duo bounced suddenly as Heero took their bags to their room. Duo jumped over the sofa and bounced on to the breakfast bar that separated the kitchen from the living room, sitting his bum on one of the stools and grinning over at Wufei as he started removing things from cupboards and gazing in the fridge.
Like the rest of the apartment, most the things in here were covered in wood, this time a warm honey color, to help bring some more light into the slightly smaller space. "I tell ya, that spaceport food sure as hell ain't good for you, even I had to think twice before eating it!"
He laughed and Wufei smiled, 'of course, you'd of eaten anything at one point, wouldn't you? It's only since you've had Heero to guard you and help you that you've realized that rat's are finally off the menu. Now you make more money than most high ranking CEO's.'
Duo was rambling on about the state of the hotdogs at the space port again, and how the trip down to earth had been pretty smooth since they were training a new pilot who looked like he might have the magic touch, he himself had. Wufei listened as he spoke, nodding here and there, adding in his own parts and it was as he was adding the last ingredients to his stir-fry that it hit him.
This is almost how it was in the war, on those days when they would all be together in the small poky kitchen of one of Heero's crummy safe houses, Quatra sitting at the table with a cup of tea, Trowa in the corner reading a book with Heero at the table typing and him cooking, listening to Duo talking. He was usually playing some handheld game at the time or fixing some small electrical thing for one of them, and they would all be listening and talking. Sometimes… even laughing…
"Fei?" Said Duo quietly, Wufei jumped as he realized it came from right behind him, a hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay? You spaced for a minuet there." Wufei smiled at him and returned his attention to the food on the stove, "I'm fine Maxwell, now get out of the kitchen before you make something explode out of nervousness."
Duo stuck his tongue out but danced out the kitchen, wiggling his butt and pulling a small radio out one of his many pockets. "You don't mind music do ya Fei?"
'It really was just like old times.'