| Pizza Hut... Chapter 4.... Warnings: Yaoi! Quick defination, Guy on guy, getting it on, oh yea baby.... Don't like? You don't belong here. If you are still reading this, cause after all this is chapter 4, I will not be held responsible for the corruption of anyone. I do not own anything here, so don't sue. Pairings: 1x2(eventually), 1+2+1, R+1, 5+C, some added 4+3 for flavor, and prolly some other things... Note: This is still AU. This is still OCC. We still all live at Pizza Hut. Don't own, don't sue, oh well poor you. Chapter Four. Friday Night. Duo's View. 'I don't know why I asked him to go, I just did. But now here we are standing at the bar, and he looks like he wants to go home. Why did I even bring him here, there's a bar across the street from work. We could've gone there, but no.... I had to come here.' I buy another beer and watch as he downs the last of his. 'I think that was his eight one.' I look around the small club watching everyone. I take a small yellow glowstick out of my pocket and start fiddling with it. 'He's just going to get drunk. I'm so glad I already stole his keys. Looks like I'm driving tonight. Glad I've had my two, cause that's my limit. Well, lookie who also got off work early..' "Hey, Relena!' I yell across the club. "Duo! Heero! What are you doing here?" "Actually, not really sure." "Hn." Heero greets. He stares absently at the blender as the bartender makes some fruity drink. "So, Relena..." I turn to where she had been standing. I look back to see her hanging on Heero's arm. "Relena?" "Yes," she glances up from her dream world. "Didja wanna dance?" I ask her. She looks up at Heero with pleading eyes. He ignores her, in his half drunken state. "Yea, since he's not gonna do anything anyway." "He's half drunk. By time we get back, he might be passed out completely." I drag her by the arm to the dance floor. I drag her out to the middle of the floor amounst the dancing blue and red lights. The loud bass throbbing in my ears. The floor was crowded, packed with hot bodies. I pull her close to me, pressing my body against hers. I can smell the alcohol on her breath. She throws her head against my shoulder. My hand creeps across her side to her stomach. I press against her keeping her in place as we sway to the music. The song was Nelly's 'Hot in Herre'. I grind against her tight ass. My hand creeps under her tight tank top, feeling her warm skin. I glance back at the bar. Heero was watching us with a look we commenly call the Heero Yuy Death Glare. 'I can't tell if he's actually mad at me, or he's so drunk he's forgotten how to think, and that's the only expression he can make. Ah shit.' I feel my boxers get a bit tighter. I pull away from Relena. 'I have to try to keep my thoughts on the cute girl in front of me, but why do they keep returning to the handsome guy I left at the bar.' Relena notices him too, He turns around and orders another beer. I swing her around so she can no longer see him. The motion must have been too fast for her. She promptly vomits on my shoes. She covers her mouth and runs in the direction of the restrooms, she doesn't make it. I follow a few steps behind her. She runs in. I grab the end of my braid, taking off the tie wrapped around the end. I dismantle my already falling apart braid, letting the curtain of chestnut hair fall behind me. I wrap the tie around my thin wrist. 'Sometimes I love having a feminine look about me. Most of the time I hate it, but it's times like these I actually like it.' I enter the restroom to find Relena standing at the sink, her hair soaked and in her face. I press my body against hers. She glances up into the mirror, her eyes grow wide with surprise. She sees my face above her right shoulder, my hair draped around me to hide some of my masculane features. "Relena," I whisper into her ear "are you okay?" She nods. "Lets go." I wrap my hand around her slender waist. I lead her outside to the dance floor again. I prop her against a wall, while I tie my hair back into an overly long ponytail. I wrap my arm around her again. I lead her to where I left Heero at the bar. I shake my head at the image of Heero I see. 'Mr. Heero Perfect everything Yuy is drunk, head down on the bar. I'm seeing things.' I shake Heero. He doesn't wake up. "Barkeep! What happened to this man?" I ask over the loud music "Why? You a friend of his?" the bartender asks. "Yea, what happened." "He passed out. Hit his head on the bar. Your friend is going to have one hell of a hangover later." "Thanks bartender." I pass him a large bill for the drinks and tip. I slip an arm around Heero's waist and chest, attempting to get him out of his sitting postion. He tenses at my touch. 'Whattya know, he's unconcious yet concious of that. Oh, god. He's heavier than he looks. Boy does he hide this muscle well. I wish I had a set of abs like he does.' I half walk him, half drag him out to his car with some help from Relena. "You want to help me get him into his truck?" "Yea, sure. I gotta wait for my ride anyway." She runs over to his truck and opens the side door. It took some work but we finially got him inside, just as it began raining too. "Thanks. You gonna be okay if I take him home?" "Yea, my boyfriend will be here shortly. He's picking me up." My heart dropped at the word 'Boyfriend'. "You go ahead. I'll see you at work." She gives me a small peck on the cheek. "Okay, " I blush. "Night, be safe." I tell her before jumping into the drivers seat and starting up the huge engine. To Be Continued... Back to the Library? Ha! I changed it again. The orginal version was much shorter. And this chapter and the next needed a lot of detailing work that can only be done by a sex deprived me. Please pity me. It's chapter 4 and I'm still not getting any! Email me and share the pity. Throw me a pity party. Now, Trowa...you'd better not be called off again... |