Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Special GW Edition of Whose Line is it Anyway? ❯ The Question Game ( Chapter 6 )

"And now we'll play the Question Game. If Heero and Duo would come
down....thank you. The idea behind this game is that they will speak
only in questions. When it begins to get repetitive, I'll buzz to
finish the game." Trowa focused on Heero and Duo, "If you are ready,
Duo, you're confronting your husband, that's you Heero, about him
cheating on you."

Both Heero and Duo turned to glare at him, but Trowa was totally
unfazed. With a sigh, they looked at each other, then Duo nodded
slightly, and stepped back.

"Who's Chris?" Duo asked in a far-too-even tone.

Heero sounded far-too-innocent. "Chris Who?"

"The Chris in your phone book?" Duo prompted.

"What were you doing in my phone book?" Heero sensed a way to change
the subject.

Duo tried to look innocent. "Looking for your mother's number?"

"Were you spying on me?" Heero glared.

Duo batted his eyelashes. "Would I do that?"

Heero managed to look hurt. "Don't you trust me?"

"Why won't you tell me who Chris is?"

"Why does it matter?"

"Why are there stars and exclamation points next to the name?"

"Are you sure they're stars?" Heero stepped closer to look, running
caressing hands over Duo's shoulders, then down onto his chest.

Duo jerked away. "Are you trying to distract me?"

"Was it working?" Heero smirked, confidently.

Duo glared, then asked in a catty tone. "Do you do that to Chris?"

Heero gave an exhausted sigh. "Does it really matter who Chris is?"

"Are you nuts!?" Duo said, with a look that practically screamed yes.

"Would it help if I told you I wouldn't see him anymore?"

"Why were you seeing him at all?"

"Don't you want me relaxed?"

"He helps relax you?!?" Duo's voice rose steadily.

"Didn't you say I need help?" Heero's voice was still level.

"Did I say go to someone ELSE?" Duo was getting more and more worked
up.

Heero was quiet for a moment, then looked at Duo in puzzlement. "But,
don't you go to a massuese to relax?"

BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.

Trowa was silent for a moment as well. "As that wasn't acting for
either of you, no points are awarded this round."

Both Duo and Heero froze halfway back to their chairs and turned
slowly to look at Trowa. Quatre coughed nervously.

Trowa's visible eye widened slightly, and he hurried on, "We're out
of time. Tonight's winners are Quatre and Duo, and they will read
the credits in a style of my choosing, which will be as door-to-door
salesmen who aren't making many sales. Thank you to our contestants,
and Good night."

~End Part 6~

Whew *sighs with relief* Finally done. Someday, I might write an epilogue of what happens later, off camera. *been saying that for 4 years now, but still…*