Spoot: Ok, keeping up with demand!

Duo: And we couldn't be happier!

Spoot: Oh really? *presents bacon*

Duo: SQUEEEEEEE!

Yesterday

His eyes were swollen, as he wiped at them. He felt the sting, but continued to wipe. He felt, in his heart, all hope was lost. He pulled his hand away from his face, and looked on, as best he could, at the blond laying in the hospital bed. He was lucky Heero and Wufei were there to retrieve him. He was lucky the blast itself didn't kill him. And as for Duo, well, he was just lucky. He listened as the monitors beeped. Hearing the weird hissing noise from the machine keeping the blond breathing. Why? This was the question he asked over and over in his head, as he held the blonds tiny, bruised hand. Just…Why?

"I guess you wanna know why?" Duo asked. Quatre looked over at him. "Not really." He said, and then went back to his book. "When you're ready to tell me why you're mad, I'll listen." He finished. Duo stomped over to his lover, and stood right in front of him. "You changed his name!" He snapped, putting his hands on his hips. Quatre looked up, and smiled. "I'm sorry, but Hell is not a good name for a little white kitten!" He said, with a light giggle. Duo did not look amused. Neither is Munchkin!" He scoffed. "Duo," Quatre began, as he put his book down. "I'm not going to argue with you about this. I'm not arguing over something so trivial!" Duo just lowered his arms, and sighed. "How about we agree on a name." Quatre offered. Duo rolled his eyes. "Fine…" He agreed. "What about, Sugar?" Quatre began. Duo shook his head. "Plato?" Duo shook his head. "Jingles" Duo crossed his arms. "Oh, fine, Hell it is!" Duo smiled, and fell into the blond with a laugh.

This was why he never really believed in a god of any kind, other that good 'ol Shini! He looked on at his lover, lying lifeless in the hospital bed. He looked tiny and frail, and as helpless as Duo felt. The tears began to form once more, as he grasped his lover's weak hand and pulled it close to his now scruffy chin, and rubbed it on the bristles that formed there. "Please…" He whispered, "Please don't do this to me. It's such a nice day out…" He began to get the lump in his throat as he spoke. "Remember what you said…remember…please remember!" Duo put the tiny hand back in its resting place, and lowered his head, resting it on the soft cloth he found there.

"But you said!" Duo began. Quatre turned around; he was walking down the hall, with Duo in tote. "I know what I said baby. Look, maybe when I get back from this mission, and if it's nice out, we'll go fishing." He caressed Duo's cheek. The other boy grabbed his hand and rubbed it on his cheek. "Duo! I told you I don't like that! Shave!" Quatre snapped, jerking his hand away. Duo giggled a bit. "I'll shave when you come back!" He said, putting his hands on his hips. "Oh is that so!" Quatre snapped, putting his hands on his hips as well. They stared each other down for a moment, and then Duo smiled. "You win! I'll shave!" Quatre just nodded with triumph, and walked away.

Trowa walked into the room, only seeing Quatre sound asleep, or still unconscious. Duo was nowhere to be found. Trowa stepped further in and closed the door, only to raise one silent brow. Quatre opened his eyes. "He's in the bathroom." Quatre said softly. Trowa walked over and sat in the ugly chair. "He…had begun to cry, so he went in there…he doesn't even know I'm awake." Trowa nodded. "Don't you think that's a little mean? Tricking him like that." Quatre smiled. "Well it's not like I can just jump up and say, SURPRISE!" Trowa giggled a bit. "I suppose you're right! We wouldn't want that! Stay in bed." Quatre nodded in conformation, then looked up as the bathroom door began to creek. Quatre gave Trowa a look, pressed his finger to his lips, and closed his eyes.

"BOO!" Duo jumped out of his skin as Quatre laughed almost too hard. "You're lucky!" Duo snapped. "I hate when you do that!" Quatre calmed down a bit, and latched on to Duo's arm. "I'm sorry, I just had to! You're just too easy!" Duo cut his eyes at his blond lover, but smiled a bit. "I'm…I'M easy." He jabbed his fingers into Quatre's sides. "I'm easy!" HE almost yelled, now tickling his blond lover, making the boy giggle and snort. "STOP! I GIVE, I GIVE!" Duo smirked. "And what will you give me?" Quatre looked shocked, but responded with: "My love."

Spoot: Will they ever know!

Duo: Don't leave us hanging!