Duo had woken as the others moved around, his nightmares having played to their end before he woke. He knew they hadn't gone through everything, but it was done for now. Wufei opened his eyes and rubbed Duo's back a little. "Hi."

"Why're we laying on the floor?" Duo turned his head, pushing up off Wufei a little and at last loosening his grip.

"You fell asleep, and I thought you would sleep better laying than half draped on the couch." Wufei answered and propped himself up on his elbows a little.

"Oh." Duo shivered a little, something easily passed off a chill. *So that's why those dreams.*

"Are you hungry?" Wufei asked, concerned. *Duo doesn't look so good.* "Cold?" Wufei changed tactics and sat up to rub Duo's arms and shoulders.

Duo smiled slightly, sitting up, his fingers moving out to grab the summer sausage. "My unfinished breakfast is right here."

"Duo. That has been sitting on the couch for the last few hours! You can't eat that!" Wufei scolded.

Duo looked at it, then back. "Wufei, this stuff doesn't need to be cold to be healthy. Trust me, it's not gonna make me sick."

Wufei shivered and a look of disgust passed over his face. "Healthy... Ch'" Wufei scoffed under his breath.

"What? Any safe meat is good meat. I have rarely ever *had* meat." Duo nodded, slicing off another section and pointedly eating it, watching Wufei, then swinging his gaze around to look at the other two.

Wufei just shivered in disgust again, while Duo turned his back. *Yuck Yuck Yuck!*

Duo quickly finished off the short sausage and turned his attention back to Wufei, catching sight of one of the shudders. "What?"

Zechs, now having more people in the room, and Duo moving around, rolled to the edge of the couch to watch them both.

"Nothing." Wufei replied. "Don't worry about it."

"Heero appears rather busy on that computer. Normal?" Zechs looked over to Heero, curious.

Duo followed the glance and snorted. "The last few days is when he's been acting strange." He then looked to Wufei, casually straddling his lap before getting comfortable.

Zechs nodded, and then noticed Duo had left his hair alone from the braid he'd put it in. "You like the way I did your hair?"

Duo brought his hand back, touching the braid. "I usually braid it the other way."

Wufei just wrapped his arms around Duo, nuzzling his shoulder with his cheek softly, choosing to remain silent at the moment, though he felt annoyance rising that someone else had touched Duo's hair. That was something he felt only he should have the chance to do.

Zechs nodded a little. "You didn't seem the sort to let people touch your hair."

"I'm not. Usually anyway." Duo had only let three people touch it recently anyway. Wufei, Heero, and Zechs.

"Would anyone like some cookies?" Quatre asked, coming into the room with a plate.

"I'd love some cookies!!!" Trowa shouted and bounded into the room, still tripping out.

Heero raised a hand absently at Quatre, still typing with the other. "I think I might almost have figured out what happened on that last mission..." Heero turned his full attention back to the laptop, both hands flying.

"Trowa." Quatre scolded. "You're supposed to be sleeping."

"You're not the boss of me!" Trowa said in a singsong voice as he took a few cookies and sat down at the table, munching contently.

Duo spun on Wufei's lap, ignoring the other three now as he considered Heero. He only had faintly better control over the impulse now that he had an idea how it happened, but his mind was figuring out just what the best way to try this time was, just jumping on him hadn't worked...

Zechs was still watching Duo, and noticed the change, his attention shifting to Wufei curiously. Wufei calmly stood up not caring that Duo was dropped unceremoniously from his lap and went over to Heero, picked him up by the collar and threw him onto the table. He climbed onto the table and leaned over Heero and kissed him deeply.

Trowa clapped his hands and laughed in glee at the situation unfolding in front of his eyes.

Duo huffed. *That method hadn't worked the first time!* Instead of making a fuss, he crawled forward to the coffee table they were on and rearranged them a bit so he could fit, lips running along the underside of Heero's collarbone.

Heero wasn't sure weather to be pleased or annoyed, but he didn't struggle, instead returning the kiss, his hands trapped between them. Wufei's hands ran over Heero's body and slowly began to unbutton his pants, while he continued to kiss Heero roughly.

"Anou... What is Wufei doing?" Quatre asked nervously. *Up until now Wufei had shown an extreme distrust and fear, and suddenly he had just got up and thrown Heero onto the table? Something isn't making sense...* The poor blonde was having a problem making his normal observation habits work.

Duo weaseled his way in a bit more, unseating Wufei a little as his fingers adjusted Heero, undoing the sets of buckles on his shirt, lips working at any exposed skin. Instead of focusing on just Heero since he was more or less to the side, he started dealing with Wufei's clothes as well.

Heero tugged at his hands, feeling the leather bonds at his wrists loosened without freeing his hands themselves. He was quickly being distracted from what he had been doing seconds before as he was thoroughly kissed. Wufei finally got Heero's pants off, and suddenly impatient, he pushed Heero off the table and onto the floor. Heero barely caught himself from smacking his head on the floor, groaning lowly as he landed partially against a warm body. Forceful was good.

Wufei growled as he felt another pair of hands on him, and roughly pushed them away. He hadn't registered who they belonged to. He then climbed off the table, going after Heero. Duo grinned widely at the sudden lapful, looking to the person atop his prey with a purr as he wiggled back so he wasn't under the boy. He wasn't above growling a little at Wufei as the other teen batted at his hands. He had a little amount of coherency that said they should be coordinating better.

Wufei kissed Heero again quickly as his hands ran furiously over his chest. He'd finally registered Duo's presence and took advantage of it to keep Heero from surfacing into coherency. Heero glanced hazily from one to the other, then focused entirely on Wufei again as he was kissed, especially when his Other pushed for him to just ignore the rest. He had his hands free and was now running his fingers over Wufei in turn. Wufei kissed Heero's neck, and slowly moved down his chest, licking and sucking on Heero's nipples, before his tongue played with his navel.

Zechs cleared his throat as his breathing picked up a little. *That* was rather unexpected. "Quatre, what' going on?"

Heero arched his back, the fishnet shirt aiding instead of hindering the sucking at his chest, and a low groan escaped his throat. Duo dived in to capture Heero's lips the moment they were free, he had nowhere else to vent his sudden lust, and Wufei was certainly taking up most of the prey's attention. Wufei continued down Heero's body, suddenly taking the head of Heero's erection into his mouth, sucking hard.

"I have no idea..." Quatre whispered. He was worried, Wufei and Duo's emotions just didn't *feel* right.

Trowa was just continuing to laugh, and from time to time eating more cookies. He couldn't care less what was going on, and he was going to feel *really* stupid, when he finally had a clear head again.

Heero jerked, whimpering into Wufei's mouth, suddenly caught between liking it, and worry that it would send him over, but Duo seemed to sense the struggle inside him, capturing his hands in his own, now stronger ones, before Heero could really start to protest. Heero just arched up into the sensations, leaning into the kiss.

"Should you do something?" Zechs was still staring at the tableau, he wasn't really *protesting*.

"What, do you want me to?" Quatre said louder than necessary.

"Not really..." Zechs leaned forward on the sofa, seemingly mesmerized by the dance between the three.

Quatre was suddenly very jealous. *If Wufei is going to jump Heero he should at least do it when I'm not standing right here!* Quatre walked over to the three and just kind of stood there, not quite knowing what to do to get them to stop.

Duo broke the kiss, leaving the Japanese boy panting as his lips started to move down his neck, which was rather simply tilted back with a voiced whimper from the recipient. Duo growled quietly, freeing one hand from Heero's in a smooth move, his long slender fingers able to hold both wrists as he tugged up the shirt Heero was wearing.

*That's it!* Quatre suddenly ran out of the door as he had a revelation.

Heero whimpered again between the pair, dark eyes shut as he arched his back, into the mouths and fingers on his skin. And that is when Quatre came in the house again, pulling a long garden hose with him and promptly sprayed all three of them, soaking the house and spraying Zechs as well.