Meanwhile Heero had made his way to their other two teammates room, not even pausing before tossing the door open. "They're here!"

Trowa jumped back away from behind Quatre in suprize when the door slammed open. There was a decidedly guilty air around the pair.

Heero looked from one to the other, his blue eyes bright. "Wufei, Duo, here!" He dropped his monotone voice to a whisper. "And Wufei threatened me!"

Quatre also jumped and tried to escape from Trowa's arms, using the distraction to squirm away from Trowa's charms. "What?"

"Wufei threatened you?" Trowa slowly pulled his hands from underneath Quatre's waistband, hoping that Heero wouldn't notice where they were if he pulled them slowly enough. *Damn! So close!* Heero suddenly stopped moving and stared at them both, his excitement lending itself to observation.

"They were standing together like you two are. Duo startled me, I pulled my gun, Wufei threatened to kill me, Duo calmed him down." He was answering even as he stared at Trowa's hands on Quatre. Heero let a moment of silence pass. "What are you doing to Quatre?"

"He had a... loose button... I was helping him." Quatre pulled away, silently thanking Heero for the interruption. He was close to giving into Trowa and he wasn't sure he was ready for that yet.

"Oh, well, Wufei was wrapped around Duo, and they were getting along. They're in the kitchen." Heero gave Trowa a suspicious look but didn't dispute the button claim.

"They weren't fighting?" Trowa asked puzzled, leaving Quatre standing in a daze as he followed Heero out the door, thankful he was silent about the somewhat awkward state he'd caught them in.

"Yes! I told you, Wufei threatened me because I pointed my gun at Duo!" Heero was in a state, his voice having a bit of emotion even.

"Where are they now?" Trowa was still missing this pertinent bit of information.

"The kitchen." Heero was walking in that direction even as he says it.

Trowa nodded, thankful that Heero wasn't bringing up his near seduction of Quatre. *Next time I attempt to seduce someone I lock the damn door!*

Inside the kitchen, Duo put his extras away before picking up his bowl and juice and taking them to the table, quickly returning to retrieve Wufei's as well. Wufei followed after his breakfast and sat calmly at the table, just eating tranquilly as he watched Duo out of the corner of his eye.

Heero pushed open the kitchen door, and pointed at the pair who was sitting next to each other silently as though he wanted to scream 'see?' and simply had too much restraint. Duo had his back to them, so he didn't see the reaction, instead devoting his attention to his breakfast. Trowa could only stare agape as the two were both smiling softly and eating calmly together, seeming to even be enjoying each other's company.

Duo noticed that Wufei had gotten a bit of breakfast on his chin without realizing and reached over, wiping it off him with an amused giggle. "Man, we just got clean, don't tell me you can't *stay* clean!"

Heero braced himself for the usual explosion that such a comment would inspire, cautiously moving to sit at the table across from the two. He had to find out what happened on their mission before anything else happened today.

Wufei did the unexpected, completely mocking Heero's fears as he smiled sweetly at Duo at tucking a stray wisp of hair back behind the braided boy's ear. "Thanks." Duo's reply was to just shake his head, dislodging the hair, and diving back into his breakfast. They both only noticed the other two after Duo tucked away the last bite of grits in his bowl. Wufei was barely a fourth of the way in while Duo was finished with his own.

Trowa finally joined the others, sitting at the table across from the others and, having missed the pair greeted them beyond a nod. "Hi."

Duo waved at Trowa, getting up from his chair to put his bowl in the sink. "Hiya Tro, where the Q-bean? I know you guys went shopping an all while we were out, but not all that much changed right? So where'd you leave 'im at?" Duo flipped his chair around, straddling it and leaning it's back up against the table as he crossed his arms on the top, waiting for the answer to his barrage of questions.

"He's in the study...uh...practicing..." Trowa choked out the answer, his gaze sliding to Heero as he belatedly remembered that Heero caught him in the process of... Practicing... With Quatre.

"I thought you said he was having a problem with his buttons..." Heero looked back at Trowa in confusion. "I know I didn't hear incorrectly."

Duo sighed a little, sinking into his chair further and resting his chin on his arms. "Geeze, I know it was a simple mission and all, but I thought Q-man coulda been a *little* worried about us!"

Trowa confronted Heero first. "He was practicing, but I noticed his buttons were... erm... getting in the way!" Trowa left the doubtful Heero with that answer before turning to Duo. "Quatre was bothered... By your absence that is!"

Heero cast Trowa a final dubious glance before leaning forward in his chair and resting his elbows on the table. "I was looking for information on what could have happened to you two when you showed up."

Wufei slowly got up and placed his empty dish in the sink. He didn't even think as he used nonverbal communication with Duo, his fingers curling, palm up in entreaty to ask he wanted help with the dishes. "What do you mean 'what could have happened?'" Wufei gave Heero a strange look in confusion.

Quatre ran into the kitchen a moment later with his clothes in place, and swept Duo into a large hug, relief written all over him. "Thank Allah you are alright! Where have you been?!?"

Duo nodded a little over Quatre shoulder in response to Wufei's question while returning the hug. Duo's confusion was mounting as he looked around the kitchen. "What do you mean where have we been??" He clearly did not comprehend something that the other's understood. As Duo moved away from Quatre he opened his hand, palm up, towards Wufei in an entreaty for the other pilot to come to his side. Wufei immediately did as asked, evading Quatre's enthusiastic hug and sitting in his chair after pushing it against Duo's and leaning up against his side.

The reactions were that were interesting. Quatre could only stare and ponder, his turquoise eyes wide *What in the name of...* And Trowa's eyebrow raised over the picture that Wufei made almost crawling into Duo's lap.

Duo gave them all a lost look and unconsciously leaned against Wufei's chair, clearly trying to comprehend what he was missing here. "Er guys? Could you please explain?"

Heero, ever to the point, just looked at Duo and Wufei. "You've been gone three weeks, what happened?"

"Three weeks? But...we left only two days ago..." Wufei looked at Duo nervously, then pressed more tightly against him for reassurance. Being put on the spot like this was waking some strange feelings and being as close to Duo as possible was making him feel better.

Duo mimicked the movements, wrapping an arm around Wufei, his eyes wide. "No man, no. We got in and back out, not three weeks, no way!"

"*What*? That's impossible! I...*We* thought you might have been dead... hurt... captured... tortured... maybe even ra..." Quatre couldn't bring himself to say the final word, unwilling to consider that option, even with everything else.

"What do you remember about the mission?" Heero looked over at Quatre, a slightly pitying expression crossing his face before his eyes went blank again, his attention directed to the newly returned pair. They needed to know what happened, comforting could come later.

A switch flipped within Wufei's mind with something Heero asked and he said nothing, simply getting up and walking over to Heero to grab the blue eyed pilot by the shirt collar and pull the startled boy's lips to his own, kissing him forcefully. Heero's only reaction was to freeze in shock, just sitting there and letting Wufei do what he was doing. He was too stunned by that answer to his question to do anything else. Duo moved from his chair silently, circling around Wufei. The braided teen came to a stop just behind Heero, running his fingers down his back as a small giggle crossed his lips. Wufei adjusted his grip, sliding his arms around Heero's neck and pulling him closer. Wufei took the change of grip to release Heero's lips and kissing down his jaw and then up again to make a trail up to Heero's earlobe where he paused and began paying with the lobe with his tongue.

Trowa was the first to break the stunned silence with a whisper of "What the fuck?"

Heero's eyes were wide and he was trapped between the two when Duo twined his arms around his waist, pulling him up to his feet without a single problem. Heero was still more or less frozen in place, but his gaze darted to the two that were still fully and clearly sane and he let out a little groan, unsure if he wanted to be rescued or not. "Guys...?"

Duo nuzzled at Heero's neck as he heard the quiet pleading, dipping his head on the left side while Wufei toyed with the right and nibbled on his neck. Duo wanted to say something, but it slipped away before he could grasp what it was. One of Wufei's hands trailed lightly down Heero's shirt and lifted the fabric as he slowly slid his hand underneath the material to play with a pert nipple. Wufei pulled his lips back from his perusal of Heero's ear, and gave the boy trapped in his arms a slightly giddy smile, the expression entirely unlike him. Heero finally got a hold on himself, and as enjoyable as the new sensations were, he didn't like the expression on Wufei's face at all. He managed to duck away from Wufei's arms, and pulled Duo's from around his waist as he finally stumbled back from the pair. "Enough!!!"

Quatre was too much in a shock to even react to the situation as he just stared at his two friends. *There's nothing but nymphos in this house! First, Trowa, then these two nearly jump Heero!!!* Quatre backed away from all four of them nervously.

Duo blinked down at his empty arms and let out a little whimper as he realized he was no longer holding anyone, the glassy smile dropping away from his face. He didn't feel like playing anymore, now he just wanted to be held, and the sound said all that. Wufei snapped to attention with the distressed noise, broken partially out of his trance immediately. He spotted Duo staring down at his own arms, his expression having rejection written all over it, and he moved forward, drawing the braided teen close and sinking to the floor with him. Wufei closed his eyes, petting a hand down Duo's hair and whispering soothing words to make Duo feel better... And to make himself feel better. Duo closed his eyes and leaned into Wufei, his arms wrapping tightly around Wufei in return as he buried his nose in his chest, shaking a little from the sudden rush of emotions and arousal that came and went in the last few moments. Both were uncertain how they ended up on the floor, but the mutual need for comfort was clear, and Wufei was afraid.

Duo finally found his voice, murmuring into Wufei's shirtfront. "I'm okay, I'm fine, really, I'm okay." He tightened his arms, this murmurs to reassure them both as he brought himself back down to earth from the haze he'd suddenly found himself in. "You're okay too, right Fei?" The last question is a little louder, a pleading note in his voice.

"Yes. I'm...okay. I'm okay." Wufei hid his face in Duo's shoulder and reversed their positions, crawling into Duo's lap, trying to get the other boy as physically as close as possible. Duo nodded against Wufei, cuddling him into his lap as closely as he could. Duo's hands moved over Wufei's back now that he'd calmed, intent on bringing Wufei to a place where he wasn't shaking like a leaf. Heero stood by as he watched the pair, guilt hovering on the edges of his mind but he pushed it away, turning to his other two comrades.

Both Trowa and Quatre were staring at the two on the floor in differing versions of shock still as Heero turned his attention to them. Trowa hadn't thought either of the two were gay, so the groping of Heero left him immobilized, but to see the fiery Wufei cuddling on the floor whimpering was too much for the green eyed pilot. Quatre was little better, his sad eyes gazing on the scene as his hand absently rubbed at his Uchuu no Kokoro, trying to relieve the pangs coming off the pair of rejection, arousal, confusion, and fear.

Duo moved back from Wufei just a little, lifting his chin to look at his face, his eyes more violet than blue as they studied Wufei's. Duo spoke in a whisper without breaking eye contact. "We're better now, right?"

Wufei finally closed his eyes, running mental fingers over his body to determine if anything was physically wrong. "We're okay. I'm okay. You're okay." Wufei smiled slightly, finding nothing wrong, and raised his hand to stroke his fingers over Duo's cheek.

Duo nodded a little, a soft smile crossing his face. "Right, we're both alright. No injuries, no pain, no reason to be upset, see? C'mon, let's get up off the floor alright?"

Wufei nodded, though his expression turned puzzled. "What are we doing on the floor anyway?"

Duo gently pushed Wufei out of his lap, using his shoulders to push himself to his feet before offering his hands back to Wufei. "Not sure, but it must have been something important, right?"

"Right..." Wufei trailed off, having the feeling that that wasn't entirely true, but took Duo's hands, coming up to his feet before looking at the other three pilots.

"So guys, we were trying to get out of you how it was possible that we were gone for... three weeks, right? So explain how you got three weeks out of two days." Duo didn't let go of Wufei's hands, using them to direct the black haired boy back into a chair. Wufei followed willingly, not wanting to let go of Duo's hands while he was feeling so off balance and settled sideways into a chair. He nodded at Duo's words, encouraging the others to defend their insanity. *There's no way...*

Heero gave them both a cautious look, and remained standing, trying to comprehend what brought about their sudden jump attack on him, and he turned to the other two. He came to the conclusion he'd done something wrong, therefor another must try. "One of you try."

Duo gave Heero a funny look then shrugged, looking over at where Quatre was standing in the corner and decided no answers are coming out of him either, before turning to Trowa. "Trowa?"

"You left on the 15th at approximately 0500 hours, it is now 1047 hours, it is now the 6th. Where were you?" Trowa was almost accusing with his tone.

Duo stared at Trowa. "Pardon?" Duo broke in before Trowa could answer his questioning word. "It's the 17th, 18th at the latest, what do you mean it's the 6th? This isn't funny guys!"

"I mean, it's the 6th. The 6th day of the month, the day that follows the 5th of the month. Not the 17th, not the 18th." Trowa's tone was rather brisk, indicating that he was starting to get rather pissed off. "This isn't funny." Trowa stated quietly, using Duo's own words.

Duo shook his head in denial, glaring at Trowa stubbornly. "You're right, it isn't, so knock it off! It's not something you joke about. We came in last night and you guys weren't here, that wasn't our fault, so don't go playing this joke on us for it!"

"We're not playing any jokes on you. Heero and I just got back from a mission last night that took us nearly two weeks. Two weeks in which we were worried about you. We've heard nothing from you, and we feared the worst, so don't play that game with *me.*" Trowa glared back, his head lifted.

"That's impossible!" Wufei jumped in, unwilling to sit in silence while Trowa practically called Duo a liar.

"I'm not playing any game! Damn it, why would I play games with this? I got fucking *shot* on that mission, so I damn well know when it happened!" Duo moved closer to Wufei, looping his arm around his shoulders, an unconscious show of a united front.

"We went in, we blew them up, and then we escaped. We passed out in the woods from exhaustion and rested before coming out here. It took three days *tops* "Wufei wrapped his own arms around Duo's waist and gently nuzzled Duo's cheek with his nose, closing his eyes partially as he tried to soothe Duo's ire. "It's okay."

"It's *not* okay! They're playing with us! That's *so* not okay!" Duo was nearly shouting. He wanted to deny it... He couldn't have lost time like that; he refused for it to be true.

"No... no. It's all right. They are just confused." Wufei ignored Trowa's indignant glare. "Come on. It's alright, calm down." Wufei pulled himself in front of Duo and hugged him tightly, his cheek resting against Duo's neck as he took deep breaths to keep himself calm.

"No, it's not okay, it isn't, it isn't it isn't!" Duo was quieter, but his words were running together as he neared tears. Time was the only thing he'd ever had that was his, his memories were his, and if it's the next month then they weren't his anymore. "Make em see since they're confused, they can't be tellin the truth!" His voice was slipping into a heavier street accent with the upset. It was getting to him more than it otherwise might have. Wufei picked Duo up in his arms, taking the hysterical pilot forcibly into the other room, while glaring at the other three until he passed through the door.