Curves
Heero licked his lips and ran his hands over her smooth curves. She was beautiful. He had desired her for months, but he couldn�t allow himself near her. But now she was his and only his. He won�t share her with anybody. She was his prize. Eyes shining with passion, he watched the dance of shadows on her body, on the wonderful curves, on�
"Heero," sounded the voice of his lover through the intercom in the garage, breaking through his dream-like haze. "Stop fondling the motorbike for a moment and come up. Dinner is ready."
Death in the Family
"Hullo?" Heero mumbled sleepily as he picked up the receiver.
"He�s dead," came the grave reply.
Heero blinked. "Duo?"
"I took care of him for years, loved him, made him part of my life. And he dies on me!"
"Huh?" the Japanese man replied intelligently.
"My Beetle! The mechanic told me that he was terminally ill but I never thought would come so fast." Heero heard Duo blow his bangs from his face in frustration. "Now I�m stuck in a place called Mohoney Peak! Can you pick me up?"
Heero rolled his eyes. "Baka!"
Don�t Ask
"...but I would take this one. What do you...?" Duo turned to Heero, his finger pointed at the two kinds of lubricant, only to find that Heero wasn�t beside him anymore. Instead, a violet-haired punk dressed in leather grinned at him, showing his pierced tongue.
"I wouldn�t mind trying it with you," the punk leered, disrobing him with his eyes.
Duo meeped and made a hasty retreat. Catching up with Heero two aisles away, he grabbed his hand tightly. When Heero looked at him, he waved his hand. "Don�t ask."
Heero shook his head. "Baka."
Dreaming
Treize sat on his bed, his back propped against the headboard, a sour expression on his face. He watched Wufei toss and turn on their bed, his arms and legs always in motion, kicking, hitting, jabbing. Treize winced, rubbing his bruised flesh. His patience was wearing thin on him. A sharp elbow in his private parts was the last straw. He jumped out of the bed, taking his blanket and pillow with him. The couch had lumps but offered peace and calm.
With a last glance at his restless lover he swore: "Never again will you watch Xena before bedtime."
Force of Nature
Heero huffed as Duo pounced on him, throwing both of them backwards onto the couch.
"Let�s play." Duo�s eyes sparkled with mischief as he straddled his lover.
Heero looked up at him, his eyes narrowing with suspicion, as he caught the longhaired boy�s wandering hands in his. "Duo, did you raid your secret cookie stash again?"
Duo nodded happily as he bounced energetically. "Let�s play!" he repeated with enthusiasm and pulling out of his lover�s grasp, he started unbuttoning his shirt.
Heero rolled his eyes and groaned. Duo Maxwell on a sugar high was an unstoppable force of nature.
Gotcha! Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz�Bzzzzzzzzzzzzz�
Smack. Ringing in right ear.
Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz�Bzzzzzzzzzzzzz�
Duo huffed in irritation, then sat up in bed and switched the bedside lamp on. The bzzzzzzzzzzing sound had stopped so the little beast must be hiding somewhere� Narrowing his eyes, Duo tried to find the devil�s creature in the dim light.
There!
Smack!
" OUCH!" Heero screamed, sitting up on his side of the bed and rubbing his cheek. "What are you doing?!"
"Gotcha!" Duo smiled gleefully, holding the mosquito between his thumb and the forefinger.
"Baka!"
I Know the Way
"� now take the first turning on the right," Duo said, his face buried in the map.
Heero did as he was told.
"Then the first on the left."
Heero sighed then turned left, blinked and hit the brakes. "Duo? Are you sure you know where we�re going?"
"Of course," Duo answered, not lifting his head from the map.
Heero cleared his throat and Duo looked up, blinking stupidly at the wall they were facing. "Impossible, this says�"
Heero leaned closer and looked at the map. "BAKA! This is the map of New York and we�re in Connecticut!"
Duo sweatdropped.
Kill Kill Kill
A crash, the sound of glass breaking.
Duo stormed into the kitchen and raised his eyebrows, seeing his lover half sitting, half lying among the shards of the blue bowl he liked so much. "What-"
Before Duo could finish, Heero caught one of his legs, lifted it, throwing Duo off balance in the process, and snatched away his slipper. "Heero!" he cried out, his arms flailing.
But Heero was already across the kitchen and had started to smash something on the floor over and over again with the slipper.
Catching his balance, Duo blinked. "Heero..?"
Heero glared. "I hate spiders."
Little Blond Riding Hood
"Geez!" Duo huffed, snapping close the book he was reading.
"What�s wrong?" Heero asked, stirring the soup on the stove.
"Little Red Riding Hood!" Seeing Heero�s confusion, he continued: "I�ve got a suspicion that she was blonde. Seeing the wolf, she wondered why he had such big eyes and ears and teeth, but the fact that he was hairy all over somehow escaped her. Either she was blind, or I would really hate to see what her grandma looked like if she could confuse her with a hairy beast!"
Heero rolled his eyes. 'Duo and his new fairy tale obsession...' he thought.
Mission: Impossible
Heero sneaked a peek to the right, then another to the left. No one in sight. Stealthily he moved forward. There, his target was in sight. Now he only had to find the right one.
"What are you doing, Heero?" Duo peeked over his shoulder.
The Japanese man jumped almost a foot high. "DUO!"
Duo blinked, astonished by the reaction. "What are you doing?"
Heero mumbled something, looking away.
"What did you say?"
Heero leaned closer and whispered something in Duo�s ear.
"WHAT??? YOU'RE BUYING TAMPONS FOR LADY UNE???"
Everyone in the store looked in their direction.
"BAKA!!!"
"Ouch, not the braid!"
Ogling Forbidden
"� no way! These jeans are too tight!" Heero protested as Duo pushed him out of the tiny fitting room.
"They are not!" Duo assured him.
Heero started to protest again when someone suddenly wolf-whistled. He turned around to see a grinning girl give him the thumbs up sign. He blushed. Realizing that the whole shop was staring at his firm behind, he blushed even more.
That was when Duo started to push him back into the cubicle. "You�re right," Duo said, glaring at their audience. "These jeans are way too tight! We will buy you a nice baggy sweat pants instead!"
Monster
"Duo? What are you doing?" Heero asked, an expression of utter confusion on his face, as he saw Duo kneel among the wet clothes strewn on the laundry room floor, head stuck in the now empty washing machine, muttering soft curses to himself.
"I�ve put five pairs of white socks and three pairs of green ones in it and what I got back are seven white socks and five green ones," Duo�s voice echoed through the metal machine. He then sat back and looked at Heero, his face completely serious. "Heero, our washing machine is a sock eating monster."
Heero blinked.
Ping and Plop
"Heero, your TV isn�t working," Quatre shouted.
Calmly, Heero walked into the living room and headed directly for the TV set. He pushed the ON button, held it until the TV went "ping", then propped the button with a match he took from a box lying nearby. He waited for a while then hit the TV a couple of times from the side until the screen went "plop" and pictures appeared.
Quatre sweatdropped watching the whole procedure, then asked the most logical question: "Why don�t you buy a new one?"
Heero shrugged. "Duo likes this one."
Quatre sweatdropped again.
Restocking
"Quatre, we�re going shopping," Duo said bursting into Quatre�s office at WEI.
"Huh?" the blond man asked as he tore his eyes away from his computer screen.
"Heero went on a mission for the Preventers, so I need to restock."
"Restock what? Bandages? Medication?"
"No, strawberry ice cream for my lonely nights."
Quatre sweatdropped.
Right There
"Yes... yes, that�s it. Right there. Yes. No, a little bit to the right. Yes, you�re getting there, you�re getting there... up, up - yes. Yes! Now move forward. No. You�re doing it all wrong, Heero. You are putting too much force into it. Make shorter, smaller moves. Now slowly in my direction. Slo~owly. Stop. Yes, right there! That�s the spot! Ye- No~o. Heero! How difficult can it be?"
"Dammit, Duo, if you think it�s that easy we can trade places. I will watch the TV and you can run around with that stupid antenna!"
Scary
"� and then you chop the fresh green leaves and dump them into the heated sunflower oil in the pan," Heero mumbled as he watered the plants.
Suddenly, a braided head peeked over his shoulder. "What are you doing, love?"
"Explaining how to make a vegetarian omelet," answered the Japanese man.
"Oh? And to whom?"
"To the plants."
Duo sweatdropped. "Uh... Hee-bear, I told you to *talk* to the plants, not to scare them to death!"
Simple Solution
"GOD DAMN IT!" Heero screamed with rage and throwing the screwdriver at the table, he stamped his foot.
"Huh?" Duo inquired as he looked up from the book he was reading.
"I�ve tried everything and this piece of crap is NOT WORKING!" Fuming, Heero hit the computer with his fist.
Duo blinked, laid the book aside and got up. Heero eyed Duo suspiciously as the braided man walked around the computer desk, bent down and picked something up off the floor. "Er, Heero, what about putting this-" he lifted the cable, "into the socket?"
