Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Duo no Kawaii ❯ What Did She Do To You? ( Chapter 3 )

Title: Duo no Kawaii

Genre: cuteness, randomness, minor self insertion, OOC, slight yaoi

Rating: G PG-13

Summary: Oops, I did it again!

Disclaimers: I don't own them. Forgot to tell you in the last chap.

 

Rose Fury: Jee, I didn't think you'd miss Preventer's Special Unit that bad. Well, don't worry. This fic will serve as a little pick-me-up. *wink* And you never know what I might do in the future.

 

Chapter 3: What Did She Do to You?

 

Duo grunted as he stretched and jumped for the doorknob.

 

Heero and Quatre were in the kitchen literally being pried apart by Trowa and Wufei. Heero glared at the Arabian and extended his hand. “Give him back.” He said in a dangerously calm manner.

 

Quatre looked down in his empty arms. The Japanese teen followed his gaze.

 

“You lost him?” Heero growled and stalked from the devastated kitchen area to the living room.

 

Duo tensed and turned slowly to face his comrade. “Uh…What's up Heewo?” He greeted anxiously as he pressed himself closer to the door.

 

“So. Friggin. Kawaii.” Heero said with a glint suspiciously close to Quatre's when he went Zero. Duo swear dropped and shrank away more. The stoic teen wasn't having any of that. He reached down to grab the strong being.

 

“Sowwy about this.” Duo muttered. He waited until the oversized hand was in range and latched on to it with his teeth.

 

“K'so!” Heero cursed and snatched his hand back. He stared at the indention of a little row of teeth and back at Duo. He blinked and looked back at his wound. His fingers were tingling and his body was starting to become warmer by the second.

 

“Heero—,” Quatre started. He looked dumbly at the teen as the boy began to glow with a blue light.

 

Just then, the door was knocked down. Duo shrieked and ran from behind the falling piece of wood.

 

Chibi-Scythe stared down at the damage then to the two chibis on the ground. The one with the messy hair and large cobalt eyes was glaring up at him.

 

“Um…Duo?”

 

Duo pulled himself to sit on his butt rather than his head and stared up at the mini mecha.

 

“Scythe?”

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“Was that supposed to happen?” The hazel eyed trouble maker asked from her perch. She could see chibi-Duo and a chibi-Heero as well. She thought for a while and shrugged. “Who cares?” With that, she hopped from her perch.

****

“What did she do to you?” Duo wailed. This exclamation was accompanied by the flailing of limbs.

 

“I could ask you the same thing.” The mini mecha said dryly. He clanked loudly as he knelt to take in the pilot. He cocked his head curiously and made a move to poke the American in the head.

 

“You do that and I'll let the Ozzies blow you up again!” Duo threatened. Scythe blinked and dropped his hand. His attention turned to the other chibi instead.

 

“You're the one that stole my parts that time.” He said and plucked the boy up by one leg. Heero glared, grunted, and kicked as he dangled upside down in the air. “That wasn't very nice.” Scythe scowled.

 

“Put me down!” Heero yelled. He too suffered the loss of his teenage voice.

 

Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei stood off to the side watching the exchange. 03 was going into cuteness overload while Trowa looked indifferent and Wufei tried to laugh and breath at the same time.

 

“Put me down!”

 

“Say the magic word.”

 

“Hn.”

 

“Wrong.”

 

“He's not going to put you down, Heewo.”

 

“Omae o kowosu!”

 

Duo burst into a fit of laughter. He was soon followed by the three unchibified pilots. “Ha! You can't say rw's eithew.”

 

Heero growled and sighed in defeat. “Pwease put me down.”

 

“He can't say l's either.” Scythe reported.

 

“L's don't exist in Japan. Now put me down!”

 

“Ninmu Ryoukai.” Scythe said happily.

****

The lone figure in the tree hummed quietly to herself. In each of her hands were twin water guns, one blue and green and the other neon orange and yellow. “Maybe I should turn them back.”

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“This is awl youw fauwt, Duo.” Heero glared/pouted. Duo shook his head vigorously and jabbed a chubby finger at the stoic pilot.

 

“You chased Quatwe and was fighting ovew me like a teddy beaw.”

 

Heero snorted. “Baka.”

 

“I'm no baka, jewk.”

 

The American teen stuck his tongue out at the boy. This earned him a firm tug on his braid. Duo sniffled and held his braid in both hands. He turned watery violet eyes to the Perfect Soldier. “You'we mean.”

 

“Aw, don't cry, Duo.” Quatre soothed. He picked up the sniffling chibi and turned his back to Heero. This gave Duo the chance to stick out his tongue and make faces at the teen again.

 

//Two can play at that// Heero thought. He began to sniffle as well. The Arabian was all too happy to pick him up. The two glared at each other from their respective shoulders.

*****

Having changed out of her baggy clothes, the water gun wielding psycho (and proud of it) watched the scene play out. She absently picked leaves from her favorite charcoal jeans and black halter top. “They'll be okay.” She said as she pulled her dark russet sun kissed hair into a spiked ponytail. “It's more fun this way anyways.”

 

 

 

 

TBC……

 

A/N: Oh, and for those who still don't know who the mystery chick is, check the warnings. That's all I'm going to say. I have a lime to write for a certain fic people seem to like. Ja!