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Conversations with Trowa Duo came bounding into the living room of their current safehouse one fine summer morning, hair wildly askew. “Trowa, have you seen my hairbrush?” Trowa raised an eyebrow. “. . .” Duo frowned. “Well, I don’t know why you would’ve seen my hairbrush, but I can’t find it and I thought you might know where it is.” “. . .” ~~“Fine, fine! I’ll go ask Wufei. Wu-man! Oh, Wuuuuu-maaaaan!” Wufei’s groan of dread could be heard faintly in the background.~~ “. . . ?” Trowa asked himself as Quatre walked into the room. “I don’t know why Duo would think you’d know where his hairbrush is, either, Trowa. He caught me on the way out. I mean, he should probably go ask Heero – he probably stole it and used it, just like Deathscythe’s parts when they first met.” ~~ “I just got out of the shower, Duo! How would I know where your baka hairbrush is anyway?! Why don’t you go ask Trowa or Quatre!” “But I *already* asked them…” Duo’s whine traveled through the open doorway. ~~ “. . .” “I know,” Quatre said, exchanging a look with Trowa. “Heero gets perverse satisfaction from playing these little ‘hide-and-go-seek’ games with Duo. But I can’t figure out why Duo hasn’t realized it yet. Usually he’s much more observant…” ~~ “Of *course* Heero doesn’t know where it is! Don’t you think I asked him already *too*?!” ~~ “. . .” “Really?!” Quatre was stunned. “Why that’s horrible!” Quatre tried (unsuccessfully) to muffle a snicker. “You mean he just lets Heero play his little games while using them to bother Wufei?” “. . .” Trowa sweatdropped. ~~ “The *INJUSTICE!*” Wufei’s vehement shout could be heard throughout the house, with Duo’s raunchy laughter echoing right behind. Neither Quatre nor Trowa looked down the hall, but what they would’ve seen was (sadly) nothing unusual in the course of daily events during the pilots’ down time. Duo, with that signature manic grin on his face, was chasing Wufei around the room trying to swat Wufei’s towel-clad backside with – of all things – Wufei’s own hairbrush! “*KISAMAA!*” The end of Wufei’s curse rose in pitch as Duo got a good swat in on Wufei’s behind. ~~ “You don’t think that . . .” Quatre trailed off. “. . .” “You do! But why would Heero encourage something like this?” ~~ “Heero! Get your little nightmare away from me! Ah—itai! Where the hell are you, kisama!” ~~ “. . .” “Where?” Quatre asked. “. . .” Quatre looked in the direction Trowa described and his jaw dropped in shock. There, from a vantage point in another doorway – where all of Duo’s antics and Wufei’s screaming protests where *clearly* visible – was Heero, video-taping the whole fiasco, with the scariest, most evilly satisfied grin on his usually unexpressive face. “Oh my god.” “. . .” “You’re right Trowa – we didn’t see *anything*. Not. A. Thing.
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