Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ For Myself ❯ Two ( Chapter 2 )

Two      For some reason, the bike had been a success.

Duo grinned slightly to himself as he parked it in the building's interior area. It was a monitored section, a room off the entry, that was for both bikes and motorcycles.

Wufei's was already parked.

Today hadn't been the first day Reg had begged a ride from him—her expression when he'd first pulled into the lot had been priceless, though. She'd been watching with interest before he stopped in front of her and offered her the spare helmet he'd more or less been forced to buy...for Matty.

Duo grinned more, latching the helmet to the seat. He'd owned the thing for a week, and a few of the guys from work were just as bad as Matty. The machine had a damn good engine, and he'd had one when they were training him for Deathscythe, so he knew how to carry a rider and go fast.

At any rate, one of the guys he'd worked with for years hadn't been in the queue for the first few days, so when he'd dropped Reg off from her billionth ride and sort of felt obliged to take the guy. Ivan was quiet, and always seemed surprised when Duo included him in any plans he made for the group of them. He was the sort who sat happily in the background and watched, but barely put himself forward.

Duo'd given him a bit of a thrill—and Duo doubted Quatre would like that.

"Late again, Mr. Temblar," Sean, the doorman, noted happily as he moved into the building. "As usual...why aren't you gettin' laid with the butterflies clinging to you the way they do?"

"I'm not single," Duo retorted with a grin, moving to the elevator.

The man gave him an interested look, moving closer to him as he looked around. "Who are you with? If you don't mind my asking."

"Jason," Duo returned with a larger grin.

The man tsked good-naturedly. "You could have any woman you wanted, and you're still gettin' with guys? I will never understand you—or any other bi guy, either. At least gay guys have the good grace to think I'm hot," he posed.

Duo laughed at that, giving the man a look...the man himself laughed even more, then nodded his head respectfully as Duo stepped into the elevator.

It was weird, how normal things had gotten. The gundams were ferreted away in a cave on military land. Only the highest up people on that base even knew they'd be going in and out of the place at will—but it was within the watch-zone, so civilians didn't go near it...and work was work.

He still had to get to the cave and finish the engine check he'd been doing.

He shook his head as the elevator opened, running his hand through his hair. The bikes he and Wufei had bought didn't even raise comment—aside from friends wanting a ride.

Ivan was funny.

Duo grinned, pushing the door open and looking around. He could hear the weight-machine, probably Wufei, and as he closed the door he noted the sound of landing. Most likely Heero going through his forms.

"Duo!" Matty cried happily, appearing over the railing. "Hey! Don't take your gear off yet!"

"What?" he protested, watching the guy scamper down the stairs. "What are you talking about?"

"I want to go on a ride," he explained, jumping the last of the stairs and scrambling to the shoe-shelf. "Wufei said he might take me when he's done with his forms, but that's going to take forever."

"Not without you trying to copy me," Wufei retorted, poking his head over the railing to give Duo a grin.

Duo blinked at him.

"Jinli said he'd move in...he's coming in on Friday."

"Ah," Duo smirked up at the man. "Finally gettin' a boyfriend, huh?"

Wufei guffawed at him.

"Hey, that's what I said, too," Heero noted, and the weight machine hesitated. "He hit me though."

"You said I finally found someone to fuck," Wufei retorted.

"Okay...I gotta ask," Heero sounded a little bland. "What's the difference?"

Matty guffawed, then moved in close to look up at Duo with very wide eyes.

"Don't be cute at me," Duo retorted, shoving him off. "You'll get me in trouble with Heero and my boyfriend."

Matt laughed at that, then tilted his head.

"Yes, I am ignoring that," Quatre noted from the bedroom side. He moved out a minute later with a magazine, moving up to kiss Duo.

"Let's keep doing that," Duo suggested, moving toward him.

"You're taking Matty for a ride," Quatre retorted, looking back to the page. "When you get back."

"I never said I'd take him," Duo protested.

Matty smacked him.

Quatre gave him a look. "When you get back."

That sounded promising. Duo considered arguing the matter, then sighed and gave Matty a look. "You win."

"Want a kiss for it?" Matty asked dryly.

"Not from you," Quatre retorted happily, turning away. "And he better not be gettin'em from anywhere else, either."

"Don't get all bitchy on me," Duo retorted, heading for the door. "If you get bitchy at me, we'll fight."

Quatre gave him a look, then disappeared.

Duo frowned slightly, not understanding how Matty made it out the door in front of him. He blinked after the smaller male a moment, then gave up and pulled the door closed.

"He got all in a good mood after Jinli called," Matty noted, turning to walk backwards in front of him, then stop and pull the door open to the stairs. "I want to talk more," he added, moving through.

"I thought it was interesting that he was doing forms again."

"Jinli made some joke about when they were learning," Matty noted thoughtfully. "And he had to show me how the thing went for me to get it, then he flowed through a bunch and I tried copying him...after a while he stopped and showed me how he starts."

"He was getting really choppy before he gave it up...was it...good?"

"Really good," Matty gave him a smoldering look, then laughed and bounced down a few more stairs. "It seemed alright to me. Heero didn't...uh...didn't correct him."

"You're special," Duo informed him, looking around as well. "Where do you want to go?"

"Fast?" the guy returned easily.

Duo gave him a look.

"Rough?" his eyes flashed again.

"You know what," Duo retorted, moving in before they could start off the landing. As he spoke, he moved in so they were face to face, one hand resting against the wall to block the escape. Matty was staring up at him with very wide eyes. "I haven't gotten laid in like...eight or nine months," Duo said quietly, running a finger along Matty's lower lip. "And I really don't need you flirting with me."

Matty mouthed at him, obviously at a loss for words.

Duo chuckled slightly, leaning in and not quite touching his nose to the other's. "Understand me?"

"Don't," Matty protested, pulling back the centimeter he had for room and raising a hand to his face. "Don't do that."

"Then don't flirt with me," Duo retorted, and started down the stairs.

"You're the only one it's safe with," Matty protested.

"Or, you know, your boyfriend?"

"Oh, don't tell me you don't know what I mean," Matty retorted, still following. "If I flirt with him we end up in bed—which is fine and all, but sometimes it's just fun to flirt...and I can't with Trowa because...well..."

Duo glanced back to acknowledge the issue. Trowa was weird, and there wasn't much more to say on that matter.

"And Quatre's...different," he shrugged slightly. "Then there's you and Wufei—so you know..."

"You could flirt with Ian," Duo noted.

An embarrassed look crossed the younger's face. "Oh...and no I can't. It's Ian."

"That makes remarkably no sense," Duo noted.

"I could have sworn you were fluent in English," the guy retorted.

They grinned at each other.

"What doesn't make sense? Ian is Ian...he's...Fian...you don't flirt with Fian."

"From what I hear, you've kissed him before, so don't even give me that..."

"I didn't mean to!" Matty protested, starting to laugh instantly.

"You didn't mean...to kiss...Ian," Duo thought about that a long moment, then looked back to the younger. "Are you sure those are the words you meant to use?"

Matty giggled briefly, then bounced forward in front of Duo again. "You're stupid. I want you to know that."

"But at least I have logic that people can follow," Duo retorted.

"Oh sure," the guy retorted...and bounced out of the door at the bottom of the stairs.

What a jackass—he had to have the last word.

Duo grinned and bounced after.

"That was...quick," Sean muttered, blinking at him as the door to the bike room closed.

"I thought our conversation over," Duo returned, moving to lean against the desk and study the man. "And I decided that I had to concur."

"So you came all the way back down the stairs to say I'm hot?" Sean didn't believe it, and that was obvious.

"Oh, of course," Duo returned easily. "And on further contemplation I decided that I wanted more than one boyfriend."

The man guffawed, but more people were entering—and Matty from the door to the bike-room, giving him a confused look.

Duo grinned at the kid, then smiled at the doorman. "Later."

"Later," the guy agreed, starting to greet the others.

"What were you doing?" Matty asked blankly.

"Joking around," Duo shrugged, pulling the keys back out of his pocket. "Have you decided where you wanted to go?"

"I told you," Matty retorted happily, taking the helmet that Duo offered him. "Fast."

Duo snorted at that and pulled his own helmet on.

He got that sort of response far too often.

- -

Matty gave Duo a confused look as he parked the bike against a tree, looking around. "Where are we?"

"The park," Duo returned, dropping his helmet onto the handles. "Come on."

"What are we doing here?" Matty protested, dropping his helmet onto the seat. "When I said I wanted a ride..."

Duo guffawed at that.

Matty grinned, moving to look at him again as they started walking.

"You'll see."

The younger hesitated as Duo moved confidently away, looking around. It seemed really remote, he'd thought it was remote when they'd taken the final road, and when Duo'd turned off onto a side-path, he'd started to really wonder. He trusted Duo's abilities. Heero'd said Duo could pull stunts with a passenger and the only thing to do was to hold on and hope....but this?

They moved up to a cave entrance, and Duo's attention was all around them, listening as he moved with a cat's grace over the light meadow. Matty's feet kept crunching on the branches and bushes—he felt clumsy with how absolutely silent Duo was.

"Wait here," Duo muttered, pressing him to one side of the entrance—behind a bush. "If anyone comes....hide better." He flashed him a grin, then darted inside.

Matty wondered for about twenty more seconds what the guy was about...but then it struck him.

They were in a remote location off all main paths, and the cave entrance was huge.

"Duo?" he whispered, darting after the guy, keeping to the wall.

"Stay back," Duo hissed, pressing Matty back with one arm...and he had a handgun in the other hand.

"What's wrong?" Matty whispered even quieter.

"Hopefully nothing," Duo returned, moving forward again. "I think you misunderstood my point in leaving you at the entrance."

"What?"

"If someone's back here, if someone has found the machines, they aren't that hard to turn on...things might seem pleasant in Happyville, but that sort of façade isn't that hard to create."

Matty frowned, looking around the darkened area as they moved further into the cave. When they reached the edge of an area that opened up further, and Duo stopped, listening intently.

Matty suppressed his urge to ask what.

"All right," Duo said normally after a moment, lowering the weapon. "It seems clear enough. By now Heero'd have swept the entire floor, but I'm not nearly as paranoid as he is."

Matty blinked at him.

"Come on," he added happily, moving openly forward.

"Wasn't that a little dramatic?" Matty asked, following slowly. He couldn't see beyond the light that was resting on Duo.

"Well, if someone was in here, I'd have had to deal with them, and it's easier to be surprised when you already have a gun in your hand."

Matty frowned, realizing that the weapon was gone.

"What?"

"I can't see you anyway, and where did the gun go?"

"The firearm is concealed," Duo returned in amusement. "I have a concealed weapons permit. Don't you?"

"Guns scare me," Matty returned, frowning up at him. "Even more now than before."

"Poor baby," Duo retorted...and reached for him. Matty squawked as the guy's hand slid into his back pocket, and before he could gather himself enough to hit the guy, Duo was grinning wickedly at him, showing him a flash-tab.

"Asshole!" Matty muttered, hitting him anyway. "Don't touch my ass."

"I'll grope you if I want to," Duo retorted, moving forward. "Just don't tell Quatre."

Matty guffawed.

"Avert," Duo ordered...and there was a snapping sound.

Matty had long enough to realize that Duo's head was twisted around before he caught a brief glimpse of something very bright. The order Duo'd given snapped in his mind, and he whipped his head to the side as the tab fizzled into life.

"Can you even see?" Duo demanded dryly.

Matty blinked around, trying to focus past the spot in the center of his focus. "I will in a minute..."

Duo snorted. "Sorry, I forgot you're not trained to this...come on."

Matty looked around as his vision cleared, then darted forward to stay close to the other. He glanced up briefly, noticing that the tab was falling from very high. Duo was half-jogging across the room...and the light flickered.

"You should stop," Duo noted quietly, glancing over his shoulder. "It'll die in a second."

Matty started to refuse that, then stumbled on the uneven floor as the tab flickered again, faster. The light was considerably dimmer...and then gone.

Matty tripped, barely catching himself as there was a clatter behind. He turned his head blinking. He couldn't make out anything in the darkness, just the light of the cave entrance behind them.

"You all right?" Duo asked.

"Yeah, I didn't fall...just almost did."

"I told you to stop," Duo noted...and something clicked. There was a whirring sound that reminded Matty unpleasantly of the clinic on 27 when he and Jaden had been getting his bruise checked...but the sound was considerably quieter...before there was a click.

"Look down," Duo suggested.

Matty decided to close his eyes. That'd probably be the best bet later...as light bloomed around him.

"Or that," Duo noted in amusement. "Closing them works. You should be okay now."

Matty opened them slowly, focused on the floor. As he did it he realized it was silly. Duo'd only grabbed the one flash-tab, and with the other sounds, that hardly made sense...but then all other thoughts vanished.

Deathscythe.

He stared up at the machine in wonder and horror...the light wasn't all that bright, so the head of the thing was partially obscured...and he wasn't sure if that was preferable.

Duo moved to stand next to him wordlessly, looking up at the machine with his arms crossed.

"Why are you showing me this?" Matty asked quietly.

"Two reasons. One mundane, one personal. I need to finish the diagnostics—there were a couple earthquakes...where we had them stored before and he fell over...it. It fell over." He made a vaguely amused noise. "My machine doesn't need anymore artificial intelligence than it already has, and if I start giving it back it's personality..."

"Personality?"

Duo made a thoughtful sound in return, then shook his head and started forward. "For the personal...you're one of us, for better or worse. You may not know a thing about fighting, but I have a feeling that by the end, you'll have more a hand in it that you imagine."

Matty focused on Duo, really looking at him.

"I guess you wouldn't fully get it at that," Duo muttered, moving back and raising a hand to lift Matty's chin. "Heero...knows...when he's happy. As far as emotions go, he knows when he's happy, and how much that happiness is worth to him. You're part of him now, and that means you're part of us. He might start to frustrate you soon, or annoy you...but if you tell him what the matter is, he'll do what he can to fix it. He's a simple man, and we all do what we can to help him in anything—and with how we all act and interact, you seem to fit-in just fine." He stepped back again, considering the cave. "Things are going to get harder before they get better...and this..." he looked away, gesturing with one arm at his machine, "this is a part of me."

Matty focused back on the MS, looking back up to its head again.

"I'm going to have to fight," Duo noted, turning to look up at the machine again. "The others left it to me to fight...and I think you should know something about it before Wufei and I disappear and these things show up again. Come on," he added, moving toward the foot. "The towrope can hold both of us if you trust me to hold you one-armed."

Matty moved after him hesitantly, focusing on the very large foot in front of him.

"I didn't mean to grope you earlier," Duo muttered as he extending and arm and reached for the towrope with the other. "I'm sorry about that."

"You didn't really," Matty reassured him, looking around a moment. "I just wasn't expecting you to dig in my pocket."

"I'd have been an ass if they weren't there," Duo noted happily. "You know what? I think we need to teach you self-defense. You're cute enough you might need it."

"If you call me cute again, I will knee you in the balls."

"Ooh, kitty's got claws," Duo muttered...and they lifted from the ground.

The motion and the lack of support under their feet—the thing was moving fast—startled Matty out of his moment of offense. He clung to Duo, looking around wildly...and his eyes fell on the second machine.

It seemed strange to him that he could have missed the thing, but he hadn't really seen either one until Duo'd gotten the light on.

"Hold on," Duo suggested, shifting slightly. Matty clung with all his strength as the hold Duo'd had dropped. Something about holding himself up sent butterflies of panic swirling in his stomach, but then something clicked and a whirring sound started as Duo caught him again.

"Don't do that," he squeaked in protest.

"So what? You want me to use my feet to hit the button? That'd be an awkward position."

Matty squeaked again, unable to find words.

Duo laughed happily, then used one foot to guide them onto a platform—the door had opened. He let go and started to move, but Matty wasn't entirely sure he could stand on his own.

"The hell are you doing?"

Duo and Matty both focused down on Heero, who was moving into the cave with Wufei.

"What are you doing?" Heero asked skeptically.

"I'm showing him the inside," Duo returned easily as Matty sat quickly. The door wasn't all that large, and there was a whole lot of empty air below him...and looking down at Heero was giving him vertigo.

"You're aware he's scared of heights, aren't you?" Wufei asked skeptically.

"Ooh, shit," Duo looked down to Matty, blinking. "You didn't tell me."

"You okay?" Heero asked, moving to the leg of the machine. He climbed up the foot and jumped off the scaffolding around the thing—which was when Matty realized there was a ladder or stairs—then launched from that back toward the knee area.

"You're going to fall!" Matty squeaked at his boyfriend as the guy made his way up to the flat area of the scaffolding. "Heero..."

"I am not," Heero retorted, landing and looking around. I'm going up," he added, pointing at the shoulder. "You'll need to get inside so I can land."

Matty hesitated, then butt-scooted across the door to the opening of the cockpit. Duo was sitting casually in the chair, one leg over the edge...and the internal lighting and screens turned on.

"Why did you bring him here, anyway?" Wufei asked, landing at the edge of the door to look in.

"I thought we agreed that the less he knew, the safer he was," Heero agreed, dropping in front of the other.

Duo looked up at the pair of them and shrugged. "It occurred to me that it didn't matter what he knew, because anyone who grabs him is going to assume he knows anyway. We'll just have to keep him from being grabbed."

"You make that sound easy," Heero retorted, moving forward and pulling Matty onto his lap.

"Well, we either do it or we don't," Duo looked between them—and Matty realized that his right hand was flying across an odd keyboard...and now and again the machine would beep. He was looking at a small screen, but the screens that lined the walls were also showing information.

"That's going to take ten years," Heero noted almost irritably. "Move," he added, sliding into the cockpit more and shifting so he was still holding Matty. "I don't know what you think you're doing...but..." he knocked Duo's hand away and started typing himself.

"That doesn't work on Deathscythe," Duo retorted, smacking Heero's hand away in turn. "You tried it before and it won't work any better now. I might trust you with a lot of shit, but you are not going to reprogram my machine."

"I wasn't trying to..."

The pair degenerated into bickering.

"They're going to be at this until the scan is done," Wufei informed Matty from where he was hanging in the door. "You want to come look at Demigod?"

"I don't know what I'm looking at," Matty retorted.

Duo and Heero both looked at him, and a grin crossed Duo's face. He fished into his pocket, and he pulled out an Mp3 player. A moment later, he had the thing hooked up to the dashboard...and the screens flashed over to a music video.

Matty started giggling as the song started over the speakers.

"Amazingly good speakers, isn't it?" Duo noted happily. "Better display'n you'd think, too."

Matty sniggered, shifting around.

"Watch it," Duo suggested to Wufei, leaning forward...and pulling down a screen that had folded up from over the door.

"Nice," Wufei muttered, backing off. "You assholes have your party—I don't like any of y'all that much anyway."

"You're just jealous that you don't fit," Heero retorted.

Duo made an amused noise. "You could sit on my lap."

Heero started laughing, and Matty frowned as Wufei disappeared. "All right," he added, leaning forward to kiss Matty. "I'm here to help him and Duo really won't let me do anything in here...so you can hang out with him until you get bored, then maybe we can go find a corner to amuse each other in."

Duo kicked at Heero, who laughed and kissed Matty again, then ducked under the screen...and disappeared as well.

"Where are they going?" Matt demanded blankly.

"To Demigod?" Duo offered, then blinked. "Oh...up. I'll use the tow to go down, so they're using the ladder," he indicated off to his right. "They have to go up on the shoulder and jump across."

"I was almost going to say I'd go that way to get down," Matty muttered, making a face. "But that notion of jumping doesn't seem to settle with me."

Duo chuckled at that, then looked back to the screen, starting to sing.

Matty focused on the video...the ground sounded much firmer, but he wasn't up to climbing or jumping...let alone using the towrope. He doubted he could actually hold his weight long enough to make it to the ground.

He'd just have to wait.

- -

"No...like this..."

Quatre rubbed his eyes, moving across the apartment tiredly. Trowa was sleeping on his bed, and Wufei was on his. Heero had been moving around in his room, but Quatre had no idea where either Matty or Duo were. He'd fallen asleep before Duo'd come back, so what was he doing now?

"Like this?" Matty asked hesitantly.

"Yeah," Duo agreed. "You want it to impact about here...with force."

"Oh..." Matty sounded thoughtful.

Quatre frowned up to where he could barely make out Duo's head in the workout area. The dim-light was on, which gave the guy a backlit look...then Matty moved.

Duo grunted.

"Ooh!" Matty sounded guilty. "Sorry..."

"No, that's the point of it," Duo retorted, stepping back...and glancing down. "Oh, hey, Love."

"Hey, Love?" Quatre echoed sarcastically, starting to climb the stairs. "What are you doing?"

"Teaching me self defense," Matty perked up, bouncing toward Quatre a few steps. "Or...karate...or something."

Duo grinned tolerantly to Quatre.

Quatre gave the kid a skeptical look.

"Like this!" Matty returned...and bounced across the area.

"Oh, don't!" Duo protested.

Quatre's reaction was instant. The moment the fist flew at him, he grabbed it and spun the boy, twisting his arm back.

"Ack!" there was pain in the choke, and Quatre let go before he could do actual damage. Matty stumbled a few steps away, turning to stare at Quatre with wide eyes.

"He was...trained different," Duo muttered belatedly. "He wasn't taught to think, he was taught to react."

"Ow," Matt returned, rubbing at his arm.

"Sorry," Quatre muttered, reaching for the arm and hesitating. He'd expected the guy to shy away—but then again, the arm Ranger'd abused had been his left, and he'd been throwing the punch with his right.

"It's okay," Matty reassured him. "I probably shouldn't have done that."

"I've tried to spar," Quatre noted with a grin. "But every time I do, I end up hurting them because the only way for them to block what I'm doing is to hurt me—and they won't do it, because they're all a bunch of bitches."

Matty giggled at that.

Duo moved...silkily...and swung at Quatre's face. Blocking that wasn't hard, but Duo could avoid being grabbed. Actually, Duo was good in a fight.

"Holy shit!" Matty gasped as Quatre launched a kick at Duo's head.

Duo bent sinuously backwards to avoid the thing, and as he was swinging up for it, he was also swinging around. Quatre moved to block the blow that would come there, and jerked back in shock as pain blossomed along his leg and his knee nearly gave out. The shock of the feint—he still couldn't tell where the blow had really come from—kept Quatre from regaining his equilibrium, and he fell hard to the matting on the floor.

"What the hell are you doing?" Trowa demanded from below. "Do I need to come up there? Matt?"

"It's Duo and Quatre," Matt returned, moving around where Quatre was pinned and blinking up at Duo. "I don't know beyond that."

Duo grinned and shrugged down at Quatre. "If I get cocky, you all knock me down a peg. Fair's fair."

Quatre guffawed in response, sitting up to rub at his leg. "That really hurt..."

"I didn't think it'd work," Duo retorted.

"See," Quatre muttered irritably to Matty. "They always do that. If they think it'll hurt me, they back off."

"You...did whine about it," Matty noted hesitantly.

Quatre met his eyes.

"I'm just saying," he shrugged quickly. "I don't mean anything."

"I won," Duo added, reaching down and yanking Quatre up from the floor. "That means I get a prize."

"You want a cupcake?" Matty demanded dryly. "Or a gold star?"

"Cupcakes sound good," Duo perked up at the suggestion.

"But no sprinkles," Trowa noted. "The sprinkles are just pointless."

Quatre and Matty exchanged a look.

"But come on, let me look at your leg," Duo added, swinging Quatre into his arms. "We're done for tonight," he added, kicking lightly at Matty's thigh...sideways and backwards.

Matty grinned at that, then bounced to follow.

Quatre wasn't entirely sure he appreciated being carried down the stairs, but he had to admit Matty focusing internally before punching at air was kind of cute...and then Duo set him on his feet, and the knee screamed at him.

"Damn it," Duo muttered, catching him up again. "Damit all...sit," he added, depositing Quatre on a stool. "Night, Matt."

"Night," Matty returned, bouncing through into the bedroom.

"You're not making cupcakes?" Trowa sounded disappointed at that.

"It's three in the morning," Matty retorted. "No, I'm not making cupcakes. I'll do it tomorrow or something."

Quatre grinned as Duo pulled an ice pack from the freezer and disappeared into the bathroom.

He was surprised at how bad his knee hurt. He could tell there was no permanent damage, but it'd take a few days to settle down again.

That was just wonderful, he'd have to kick Duo's ass for it later.

Matty burst into startled laughter from the other set of apartments.

"You all suck," Wufei informed them in a voice that suggested he'd been woken up. "You know that, don't you?"

"Sorry," Duo apologized, scooping Quatre up again. "We'll go in the room now. I didn't mean to wake you up."

Wufei grumbled and turned away from them.

"I don't like it when you all sleep in the rooms," Trowa protested after them. "It's empty in here with the four of you back there."

"I want to look at his leg and stuff," Duo noted casually, hesitating in the door. "We'll come back out after that."

"I love how I'm consulted," Quatre noted to Trowa as Duo started away.

"You can't walk," Duo retorted, moving into the room they'd taken. "That means you don't get your way. I do. Haha...now," he deposited Quatre on the bed. "About what I was saying..."