Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Friday Night ❯ Friday Night ( Chapter 1 )

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DISCLAIMER: All characters, and original titles belong to SotsuÓ, BandaiÓ, and SunriseÓ, and to the respectful writers/creators/producers etc. of Gundam WingÒ. I claim no rights to this story. Friday Night

By Nanashi Tenshi


"Hey Heero!", Duo beamed with his usual ear-to-ear grin. It was Friday night, and the five gundam pilots were gathering for their annual get together at Duo's apartment, while the girls (Hilde, Dorothy, Sally, Catherine and Relena) all went to Relena's house. This social event was always complete with beer, football, and lots of food (compliments of Duo, who of course couldn't go five minutes with out chomping down on potato chips). Duo showed Heero into the living room where the rest of the guys were watching television, it appeared. It seemed that unfortunately, Duo had introduced Wufei to the all-American sport of: Football. The Chinese teen seemed to enjoy this sport very much as he stood inches away from the screen screaming,
"Die, Die you dishonorable onnas!" and an occasional "Injustice!" could be heard as well.
Poor Quatre who didn't know the first thing about this sport sat back on the coach, observing the overexcited boy with wide eyes. Trowa just calmly watched the red-faced Wufei with an uplifted eyebrow, and tried to answer the constant questions that the blonde boy seated next to him frequently asked about the foreign game. All heads except for Wufei of course turned to greet Heero as he walked into the room.
"Hey Heero, come watch some baseball with us!" Quatre chimed politely. Trowa groaned putting his head in his hands, and Duo ran a hand down his face in frustration.
"Football Quatre! It's called FOOTball!" They both shouted impatiently in unison. Heero slowly sneaked by the fanatical Wufei who now waved his arms wildly in the air for a touchdown, managing to spill beer all over the carpet, which Duo didn't seem to mind. Then, to Wufei's horror, and shock, the T.V. screen went black, and he angrily turned to Quatre, who smiled innocently,
"Sorry, I pressed the power button on the remote again by accident!" he apologized meekly seeing the wrathful expression on Wufei's face.
"Just leave it off, we know who's ganna win anyway, eh Wu-man?" Duo said slyly, rubbing his fingers together, signifying money & obviously some sort of bet with Wufei. Wufei answered this comment with a death glare, which as always, went ignored by the easy-going braided boy. Duo passed out another round of beers to the other four pilots, and sat himself contently on a chair; closest to the refreshments he had laid out.
"What's on your shirt Wufei?" Quatre asked, pointing at a pink blotch on the side of Wufei's shirt.
"Eck! That stupid onna's been doing my laundry again!" He shouted, turning his head to find the large pink stain on his immaculately clean, pressed white shirt. Duo nearly fell off his chair choking on his mouth full of pretzels, laughing.
"That's the sixth shirt this week! That woman isn't good for anything!" Wufei continued to rant.
"O, really?" Duo said suggestively, elbowing Wufei, with an utterly perverse smile.
"Shut-up you baka!" Everyone couldn't help but notice the slight change of color in the usual tan complexion of the Chinese boy.
"Aw, C'mon Wufei, spill the beans!" Duo urged.
"NO! I will not dishonor my woman." Wufei refused, crossing his arms.
"Someone's gatta be getting some, and I know its not any of you!" Duo snickered taking another swig of his beer, not taking notice of the collection of death glares he had earned from that rude remark.
"Well C'mon… Quatre! You get any from weird eyebrow lady? And Heero, I know you're not getting any from the prude!"
Duo immediately regretted what he had said when Heero stepped up to Duo and punched him with force in his jaw.
"Let that be a warning, and maybe you should lay off the beer before you say any more stupid things that will get you into trouble." Heero said mildly to further caution him.
"It's about time someone taught that braided baka a lesson." Wufei said watching Duo rub his red cheek,
"Aw, Man that kills Ya didn't need to punch me, HEERO! Geez! How is it I'm always the one who gets hit…" he whined.
"Anyway, Duo, who says you're getting any" Wufei challenged hoping for revenge.
"Well…what do you make of this?" Duo grinned tossing a super large, empty condom box to Wufei who studied the container arching an eyebrow.
"Size: small?"
Duo sweat-dropped, and snatched the box back, throwing it over his shoulder, chuckling nervously.
"They stretch a lot alright? And the sizes run small!" he insisted defensively.
"What does??" Quatre asked in confusion sipping his grape juice as substitute for beer.

~2 hours, and many six packs later~

"HA, HA! Duo I bet your -hiccup- right, Relena's -hiccup- prude! -hiccup-." Wufei slurred swaying back and forth, beer in hand. Duo busted out in another fit of laughter, and rolled stupidly on the floor, clutching a beer as well.
"Sa gud thing -hiccup- va got Sally, cuz -hiccup-Rereena's -hiccup-flat as a board -hiccup"
Quatre suddenly spat out his grape juice in usual shock from what the two drunkards had said.
"No she's not." Heero stated flatly, only slightly annoyed now, for he had grown accustomed to the drunken insults mainly directed at Relena. He had pretty much given up on defending himself and Relena a while ago and found no point in inflicting any more physical pain since it obviously hadn't worked the first time. Besides, by the number of beer cans lying randomly around the room, it was likely that one of them was going to pass out soon. Heero glanced at Quatre who wiped the purplish liquid from his mouth and estimated he had spit out his grape juice about 15 times in disbelief, and a reddish stain had formed on the carpet in front of him.
"I know, I know! Hey, Heero, wanna borrow my handcuffs?!" Duo barely got the words out through his endless howls of laughter, but once he got air again, he continued,
"You know, I never 'spected Q-T to hit it off so well with funky eyebrow chick." Duo had said this in the most serious tone he could manage, and Quatre cringed at what punch line Duo would use him for.
"I always thought him and Trowa had a thing!" Duo finished, and failed to realize he was the only one laughing. Wufei and Duo screeched girlishly as Trowa savagely attacked them. He had quietly been sipping his beer ignoring the cruel jokes that the beyond drunken pilots threw out, but they had finally pressed his button, and this was not something that was easily done to such a rational and collected young man. Heero rolled his eyes and jumped in trying to pull an angry Trowa off of a still snickering Duo.
"You guys! I told you drinking is bad! Stop fighting!" Quatre worriedly insisted, trying not to get involved in the rolling mass of arms and legs on the floor. They all stopped looking over to Quatre and simultaneously ordered him to shut-up. Fortunately, or rather unfortunately…. At that moment the girls walked in the door, and each gasped at the four boys fighting barbarously on the floor.

"What the hell is going on?" Hilde yelled staring at the scene the four boys had created. All of them stopped immediately, detecting the no-nonsense tone in Hilde's voice, and they all looked up in an entangled lump on the floor to see five very angry women.

"Hey Hilde-babe, I thought you guys were ganna stay over at Lena's for the night?!" Duo said this obviously high-strung as his voice screeched a bit and his face blanched, the way a six year old does when he's caught doing something "naughty".

"We changed our minds. And don't Hilde-babe me! What are you guys doing, and why is the living room a wreck!?" Hilde's eyes scanned the destructed room, seeing the countless beer cans lying around all over the room, a large box of condoms had spilt it's contents all over the floor, and potato chips and various other snacks were either plastered to the wall, or caked into the carpet, not to mention the large red stain in front of the coach.

"Wufei, tell me right now what happened or your sleeping on the coach for a week!" Sally threatened, satisfied with the whiney look on Wufei's face.

"Duo was just making fun of Quatre and Relena, no need for threats woman!" Wufei blurted this out, and all heads immediately turned to Duo who sweat dropped, and cowered.

"Don't look at me! He did too!" Duo pointed at a wide- eyed Wufei who tried to look as innocent as he could, dreading the lumpy sofa.

"What did you say about me?" Relena demanded in an irritated voice.

"Don't worry about it Relena, they didn't mean it." Heero comforted her, snaking an arm around her waist.

"I want to know what was said about me!"

Duo giggled (still drunk as ever) and decided to not so delicately tell the little princess exactly what was said about her.

"Wufei said you prude, and I said you were FLAT as a board!" Duo slurred loudly for the whole room to hear. Quatre simply fainted, while Dorothy tried desperately to hold in a laugh, and covered her grin with her hand. Catherine gasped, and both her and Sally scowled at Duo. Hilde resorted in smacking Duo on the back of his head with out mercy.

*SMACK*

"Shit Hilde! That hurt!" Duo complained rubbing his head. "Second time tonight too…"

"We're going to sleep in the bedrooms. I want this room spotless by morning, understood?!" Hilde commanded, and walked away for their bedroom. Duo just nodded his head, and stuck his tongue out at Trowa after he made the imitation of a snapping whip behind Hilde's back.

As the girls walked over to the bedrooms, Relena stopped to kiss Heero goodnight, and whispered in his ear,
"We know the truth". She smiled and closed the door to the guest room behind her.

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A/N: The room was DEFINITELY spotless by morning, and poor Wufei didn't have to sleep on the coach for a week ^--^
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