Saria: Now don’t ask what I was thinking or what I was drinking when I wrote this. I just decided to write a little silly fic to pass the time. Anyway, who doesn’t like a little laugh here and there?!

NB: I unfortunately do not own the copyright for any of these lush lads and Pokemon is also copyright of Nintendo (the best computer company in the world!) I have just thrown them all into my story as I love them so much and Gundam Wing has inspired me so much as to write my messed up ideas and post them on the net. Please don’t sue me <does her big puppy eyes> PLEEAAASSEEE!

"Snap!" screamed Duo, his hand slamming down on the table, violet eyes wide with excitement.

"Stupid game…" Wufei muttered, staring out the window. "Tell me again why I agreed to play a card game with you Maxwell. Oh yes, that was it! I thought we’d play poker not some kiddies card game!!!" He glared at the American who just pouted in return.

"Would you two mind keeping the noise down there." The cool voice of Heero called out from the corner. "Some of us have to get to work here."

"Yer, what are you working on anyways Heero?" Duo asked whilst collecting the cards from the table and adding them to his huge pile. The braided youth glanced over at the miniscule pile the Chinese pilot had and chuckled slightly.

"I have to finish typing some documents up; they’re top secret so I can’t indulge any further." He glanced back down at the screen to where the Pokemon chat room was now in full swing, talking about the many attacks of Koffing.

"Ready for the next round Wu wu?" Duo grinned, watching the stubborn face of the raven-haired boy.

"I’m never playing cards with you again Maxwell; and may I remind you for the twenty ninth time, my name is Wufei not Wu wu!!!"

"Whatever you say…Wu wu." He was replied by a very evil looking death glare.

"Trowa?"

"Yes my Little One?"

"Would you stay beside me if…if I wasn’t a virgin?"

"Well you’re not now, are you?"

"Oh yer…"

"Is there something else Quatre?"

"Trowa…will we always be together, no matter what the world says?"

"Of course my angel; of course." He gently kissed the platinum locks of the Arab before the two snuggled under the white sheets once again, their naked bodies entwined together perfectly.

"Trow…" his question was cut off. "Oh Gods! Yes, Trowaaaa…that…yes!!!"

"Snap!" Wufei screamed, leaping up from his chair; eyes wide and a grin covering his face. "Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap! I beat you for once!!! I got snap!" the Chinese boy began to leap around the table, suddenly stopping in his tracks to look at the two shocked and open mouthed faces of Heero and Duo.

"Um…Wufei…" The American stuttered, for once unable to speak his mind. His purple eyes were shocked, as was the rest of him.

"What?! I beat you! I beat you since I am Wufei! I am Wufei, let the world hear it!!!!" The pilot began to leap around the living room, practicing various karate moves as he went and screaming ‘snap!’ at the top of his voice. The card players were silenced by a shout from Heero.

"No way! Moltres is no way better than Articuno! Ice beats everything all the time you idiots! Call yourselves Pokemon masters, you chat room freaks!" He looked up to see the open mouthed faces of the American and Chinese pilots.