Disclaimer: GW not mine never was, but I can dream.

Story: Building a Better Mousetrap 101

Warnings: Sexy pilots the usual stuff.

Being a Mouse doesn't mean you're helpless or weak.

Current Pairings: 1xR, 2xOC, 3x4, 5xS, HxOC, 6xN and OCxOC (past 1x2)

Chapter 12 – Party night

TGIF! That was Duo's thoughts all day that following Friday, the day of the Halloween party. Sure he'd gotten Mouse to talk dirty to him, nearly every other day. But, it just wasn't the same. He now wanted to, to touch her and smell her, not just listen to her voice, sweet though that may be. He wasn't ready yet to go all the way, but he sure as hell was ready for a nice serious make out session, mmm and perhaps some really heavy petting. Oh Yeah,… sigh, um crap, he was hard again. His dick asked him repeated why he wasn't ready to go all the way yet? He kept trying to tell 'it' that this wasn't a one night stand, fling kind of girl, but dicks are notoriously short sighted. Probably because they only have the one eye.

Hilde, Gloria, Rick and Mike had already left for the party. The others had gathered in Relena's room before heading out. Duo looked around at his friends and grinned, they had all taken great care with their various costumes, each pairing obvious. He loved Q's and Trowa's sea pirate costumes, which he secretly referred to as Trowa, aka Captain 'You just gotta be Kidding' and his first 'Mate' Kitty Quat. Then there was Wufei and Sally, who had somehow managed to hook the quiet Chinese boy on Dragon Ball Z. It was probably all the fight scenes that drew the proud young warrior. Anyway, Waffles had his hair loose for once, a fake scar glued to his right cheek, he was wearing an orange gi with a black belt. Oh wow, Wuffie's a warrior, now there's a stretch, Sally decided to match Waffles Yamcha with a Bulma costume so she had colored her hair blue and dressed in a Bulma type outfit and carrying a handbag with the name Capsule Corp on it.

Relena, another big stretch (can you hear the sarcasm here) was dressed up as Dorothy. No you idiots, not Dorothy Catalonia that would have given Q a heart attack and besides, Duo wasn't sure it was even humanly possible to recreate those eyebrows. She was Dorothy from the Wizard of OZ. Geesh, who came up with this idea anyway, that was nearly as bad. But she did look cute in the blue checkered dress and sparkly fake ruby slippers. They all found out once they got to the party that Noin had dressed Zech as the scarecrow, you know the guy looking to get a 'brain'. Personally everybody thinks she's still pissed it took him 5 years to ask her out. She was the Wicked Witch of the West. Heero was of course Toto, Oh not the wimpy dog you see in the old movie. This dog's bite is definitely worse than his Death Glare. Heero doesn't bark, well at least Duo didn't think Relena had made him bark yet. They do some pretty kinky things. He really 'had 'shared a little too much when he'd been jacked up on caffeine last weekend. I did mention Duo took notes, right? Heero was dressed in all brown, a pair of cute doggie ears on his head, and a fluffy tail. He had a big tough leather dog collar around his neck with a tag that actually said Heero.

Now Duo he was a black cat, oh come on what other color would he be, calico? It was perfect for him, he was wearing his favorite black leather pants that literally hugged his skin from hip to ankle, black boots (so what if there's a bit of heel, he's short and knows it, and as he would say… I need all the help I can get.) A skin tight, black muscle shirt, and the mandatory kitty cat ears and tail. For once he had decided to leave his hair down, the braid kept getting caught in the tail. With it down the tail peeked out in back thru the curtain of chestnut hair. At least that's what he told himself, if perhaps he was hoping Mouse would like it down too, well perhaps that was a factor too. Like Heero he had a collar on but it was slender and had a bell instead of a dog tag. Hey, he was a kitty not some fucking dog. Duo was 'not' asking the Japanese boy, ever, about why Relena already had that dog collar and would certainly never bring up the name tag on it. He wanted to survive the night with his life intact, thank you very much.

Mouse, was coming as well…. a mouse. See, Cat and Mouse? Get it? They thought it was funny as Hell. Well Duo 'thought' it was funny until she finally knocked on the door and Relena opened it. She was the last to arrive, and they were only waiting for her to show up before they left for the party. He hadn't seen her costume anymore than she had seen his. When Relena opened that door, everyone including Duo face faulted and stared, if he had been holding anything in his hands he would have dropped it as his hands suddenly stopped functioning, and his brain shut down. At least his big brain that is, the little brain was now dancing in glee. Mouse blinked at all the people staring so hard at her, concerned, she twisted her body to see if her tail was jacked up again. All the men in the room (well except Q and Trowa) groaned. Relena just smiled at her friend, glanced at the dumbfounded look on Duo's face and led Mouse into the room.

Mouse was a mouse all right, cute round gray mouse ears on her head and a long tail stuck to her perfect butt. No one had ever seen Mouse in anything except her usual loose baggy jeans and over sized shirts. Now, they were all observant enough to know she wasn't exactly fat under the loose clothing her arms were trim and her face slender. They just figured she was tom boy, what with growing up with all those male cousins, and perhaps a bit shy. So they had never been subjected to the full force of her hour glass figure, currently incased in a form fitting soft gray full body leotard, that left nothing to the imagination. Heero's brain, as clinical as ever noted she was a perfect 36-24-36. She had also put her hair down for once and it fell in soft dark curls about her shoulders and down her back to just past her shoulder blades. It was several minutes before anyone noticed she had also put on makeup to boot. Heero smirked and noticed his friend had yet to recover his composure, so he kicked him, hard.

"Ow, Hey whacha do that for?"

Duo glared at Heero, fortunately Mouse was busy greeting the rest of the gang and commenting on how wonderful their costumes were, so he had a few seconds to rein in the 'little brain', which had been happily sending 'big brain' images of his hands all over that fine body, draping his hair over it, licking…..Geez, shut the fuck up, I get the idea already, Duo mentally slapped 'little brain' back into submission. For her part once Mouse got a look at the sex kitten that was her date, she almost fell to the floor, her as traitorous legs nearly giving out on her again. They stood there just staring at each other for a couple of minutes. Trowa smirked and ribbed Heero.

"They always like this?"

(sigh)

"I'll give you my money tomorrow, add it to the rest."

Mouse came out of the stupor first and then really looked at Duo. Hey, his hair was down. WOW, i-it was so long and thick, her fingers itched to be in it. So she reached forward and dug her hands into the silky mass just over his shoulders and drug her fingers thru it all the way to the ends. Heero swore he saw Duo tremble when Mouse first touched his hair and then again as she ran her fingers thru it. Actually a few people sighed as she did it, even Heero, Duo's hair was an amazing thing. It was a miracle that he'd managed to keep it intact thru the war and that none of the assholes that had tormented and tortured him had ever thought to cut it off. Of course that hair (and his big mouth) had gotten him into serious trouble whenever he was captured, more so than any of the other pilots. But the sight of the pretty mouse running her fingers thru his hair and his blissful expression almost did them all in. Wufei was the one that finally broke the highly erotic atmosphere.

"Oh, the Injustice of it all, that Maxwell, should have 'such' hair while I, Chang Wufei cannot produce a decent ponytail." Spell broken, everyone in the room looked at Wufei who was smirking at them all, and then they all burst out laughing. Sally grinned and told the Chinese teen that his hair was perfect by her standards as she ran a loving hand thru its soft black length.

Giggling Relena dragged Mouse away from Duo and they ran out the door and down the hall to the waiting limo, Relena's Dorothy braids bouncing and Mouse's, Oh God, it just 'all' bounced. The others started following them down the hall. Duo turned to Heero as they exited the room.

"Oh God, just kill me now. I'm never going to make thru the night anyway."

"Baka. You'll survive. You did the war."

"War was easy compared to this." Duo lifted his hands and dragged them thru his own hair, everyone nearby sighed, again."

"Duo, stop that."

"Huh?"

"T-the hair thing. You could turn-on a dead man with that fucking hair of yours." That cheered Duo up immensely for some ridiculous reason. He just loved it when he could throw Heero off center. It was one of his life goals to shake up the 'Perfect Soldier' as much as he could. That the Japanese boy was 'disturbed' by his hair was a fact he filed away for future torment. He idly wondered if Heero had always been 'disturbed' by his hair. Hmmm, Interesting.

"He-he, gettin horny? I bet Relena would be 'happy' to take care of little puppy 'Ro later."

"Omae o Korosue."

"Nice try buddy, but I haven't believed that line since I survived the war."

"Damn, and it used to work on you too."

"You need a new line 'Ro."

"……..…"

"Uh, yeah, that still works. Come on let's go before they decide to leave without us, and then who would hover over Relena all night. I wonder if I can recruit Q and Trowa to help me keep all the horny bastards away from Mouse."

"Duo, you ARE a horny bastard."

"Oh fine, get technical on me." Heero smirked at the Cocky Americans back as he bounced down the hall in front of him. Baka, well at least Heero's teasing had gotten the other male's brain cells working again, how long that was going to last was another story.

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AN: And off they go to the Party....like all of didn't wish you could drag your fingers thru a real life Duo's hair. Wouldn't that just be awesome! Ah, the 80's and hair bands....A time when the men had better hair than the women.