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Part 1
by
Blue Violet
Waaah! I don't know what to name this fic! I have no idea. ^_^; Actually, I thought about naming this fic as the 'Great Couple Mix-Up' but I'm not so sure about it. Please, if any of you have any ideas on what to name this fic, tell me. Thank you.
"Dr. Maxwell has advice for you," said Duo in a serious doctor-like voice but the smile on his face was anything
but serious, showing that he was only joking. "Throw away that laptop into a trash can and enjoy the fun outside!"
Heero tore away his eyes away from the laptop's screen just long enough to glare at Duo. "Duo, I have some advice for you. Dying hurts - like hell."
"Oh, come on!" teased Duo. "You're not starting with that 'omae o korosu' phrase of yours again, are you?"
"If you bug me some more, I swear I will chop off your braid," said Heero and gave him another glare.
Duo was lucky that the phrase 'if looks could kill' weren't real or else he would be in his grave that very moment. "OK! OK! I'll leave you alone!" said Duo. "Just don't kill my poor little braid." Then Duo pretended to nurse his braid.
"Anyway, I should know how dying feels like. I'm Shinigami after all!" joked Duo but all the response he got from the other boy was the sound of his fingers tapping on the laptop's keys.
Duo sighed inwardly as he flopped onto his bed and stared at Heero's back. Either Heero hated him or is a big dumb baboon with a glop of banana mush for a brain. Can't Heero see that he was always flirting with Heero and always trying to get the silent boy's attention?
"The perfect soldier and his perfectly carved stone heart," thought Duo sourly. How he wished he could smash Heero's stony heart. He would smash it into a billion pieces. Then he thought, "How do you smash someone's heart, anyway?"
In the next room, Quatre was standing beside a bed, quietly watching Trowa's sleeping face. Quatre smiled. He thought that Trowa looked especially adorable and childlike when he was asleep. He wanted to kiss those soft lips so badly. He resisted at first, but later his resistance crumbled and he leaned down and brushed his lips lightly over Trowa's.
Suddenly Trowa's eyes flew open. Quatre felt like kicking himself. "Why oh why did I have to kiss him?" he scolded himself.
"Aa, gomen Trowa. Sorry to have awaken you," he stammered and walked towards the doorway, bowing his head to hide his blushing face.
"Chotto matte, Quatre," called out Trowa.
Quatre froze in his tracks. He heard Trowa walking towards him. Then he felt a hand resting on his shoulder. Trowa's hand. Quatre felt warm and tingly all over at the thought.
"Why did you apologize?" asked Trowa in a puzzled tone. "What did you do wrong?"
"Huh?" thought Quatre. "Didn't he realize that I just kissed him?"
To Trowa he said, "I'm sorry I woke you up. I know you need your sleep."
Trowa smiled. "It's all right. It's about time I got up anyway."
Quatre felt relieved. "Good thing he didn't know what I did just now," he thought. Then he turned to face Trowa and flashed him his brightest smile. "Why don't we go to the kitchen and have some breakfast."
In the kitchen...
"Hmm... it says here to add some eggs, milk and flour," muttered Wufei to himself as he read the ingredients on how to make pancakes.
It was his turn to make breakfast today and he did NOT like to cook.
"Cooking is for women," he grumbled. "Oh well, at least making pancakes seems easy enough."
Wufei grabbed a bowl and some eggs. Then he tried to crack an egg but succeeded in smashing it. Yellow yolk splattered all over his shirt and oozed all over his hands and dripped onto his shoes.
"Damn! I should have worn that blasted apron!" he grumbled as he stared at his formerly white shirt. He quickly grabbed some paper towels and wiped the gunk off his hands and the front of his shirt. Then he was about to reach for the apron which was sitting on the counter but decided that he wouldn't wear it after all. The apron was pink and lacy and had little white flower patterns on it. It looked so, so ... girly.
"If I don't wear that thing, I won't have to worry about losing my dignity," he thought.
So, he continued to crack some more eggs but he got most of them splattered all over him and. After having several more eggs splattered all over him, he decided to wear the apron after all. Then he cracked more eggs and soon got the hang of it even though there were some egg shells mixed with the eggs in the bowl.
"Never mind," he thought. "This will make the pancakes crunchier." Next, he added some milk and flour and and mixed it well. Then he proceeded to make his special crunchy pancakes.
"Heero, aren't you going down for breakfast?" aske Duo. "I'm starving, man!"
Heero paused from his typing. "OK," he said and got up.
"Finally," said Duo. "I was wondering if you were really a robot."
Heero glared at him and said, "Baka." Then he walked out of the room.
"Hey, Heero!" yelled Duo. "Wait for me!!!"
Quatre and Trowa had just reached the stairs when Duo bumped into them.
"Oh, sorry," apologized Duo as he grinned. "I didn't want my breakfast to run away!"
Quatre chuckled and Trowa smiled a bit. Right behind Duo was Heero. Heero didn't say anything but just acknowledged them with a nod.
Suddenly Quatre smelt something weird. He weinkled his nose. "Hey, do you guys smell something funny?"
Duo pretended to sniff like a dog. "Something funny? It must be you Quatre! You didn't take a bath, right?" he teased.
Quatre blushed. "I did so take a bath!" he protested. "And seriously, don't you smell something?"
"I hope Trowa won't believe what Duo said," he thought in dismay. "What would I do if he really thought that what Duo said was true."
"Hehehe," laughed Duo. "You'd better not be telling any lies, Quatre. I know you didn't take a bath."
"Don't believe him Trowa!" pleaded Quatre as he blushed furiously. "It's Duo who didn't take a bath!"
Heero cleared his throat. "Ahem. Would you two stop squabbling," he said with a frown. "I think I smell something burning."
The four boys looked at each other and shouted, "Wufei!". Then they dashed down the stairs as quickly as possible.
Wufei was in the kitchen. Making some pancakes on a frying pan. He put some batter on the pan and poked at it with the utensil that looked like a spade but with a more longer handle. (What's it called? I don't know the name either...) He could see bits of egg shell swimming around in the batter.
"Ah! I have to go to the toilet now!" he thought urgently. Wufei looked at the frying pan worriedly. What if those pancakes got burned? "I'll worry about that later! Now I've gotta go!"
Minutes later, Wufei arrived at the kitchen to see black smoke billowing form the frying pan. Wufei coughed from inhaling the thick black smoke and frantically turned off the gas. The pancakes he saw, was all ready blackened and was stuck to the frying pan.
Then suddenly, Wufei fainted.
"Oh no!" gasped Quatre. "Where's Wufei? I can't see him with all this smoke!"
Now the other pilots had arrived at the kitchen and the only thing they could see was smoke.
"Let's try calling," suggested Trowa.
"OK," agreed Duo. "Wufei! Wufei! Oi, Wu-man! Where are you anyway?"
"Maybe he's in the bathroom."
"I all ready checked," said Heero. "He's not there or in his room or in any of the other rooms."
Quatre felt faint. "That means he's still in the kitchen. He might have suffocated and fainted!"
Duo's eyes became as round as saucers. "He could have been dead all ready."
"Duo!" scolded Quatre and Heero slapped Duo's head."Heeeyyy. Whatcha do that for?" demanded Duo. "Hn. Baka," said Heero.
Suddenly Quatre realized that Trowa was missing. He opened his mouth to ask Heero and Duo where Trowa had gone to when suddenly Trowa appeared by his side with Wufei in his arms.
"Wufei!" cried Quatre. "Is he all right?"
"Aa, he just fainted. That's all," answered Trowa.
"I know," said Duo. "I'll go get some water." Then he dashed off towards the bathroom. Moments later, he came back with a bucketful of water. "Here. This oughta wake him up." And he splashed the whole bucketful of water on Wufei's face.
Suddenly Wufei woke up, sputtering. The first thing he saw was Duo holding the bucket. "Maxwell, I'm going to kill you for this!" he growled.
"Wufei! You're OK! Yokatta," cried Quatre happily.
Wufei groaned. "Unh, I don't feel so good. What happened?"
"Don't you remember Wu-man?" asked Duo. "You were making some pancakes. I bet you left them too long and nearly burnt the kitchen! Then I guess you fainted because of the smoke."
Wufei saw Duo staring at him with a smirk. "What?" he snapped. "I'm not the only one who does not know how to cook you know. As I recall, you don't even know how to boil an egg."
Duo smirked some more. "Oooo, I'm afraid you got me wrong. I wasn't laughing at your cooking abilities, I was just admiring your bee-utiful apron."
Quatre laughed. "You look funny in an apron, Wufei," he said.
Wufei looked at himself and felt himself getting red. He had forgotten about the apron. "Damn!" he thought. "I shouldn't have worn this stupid apron!" Wufei quickly tore away the apron. Then Quatre and Duo started laughing.
"Ha!" teased Duo. "Wu-man doesn't even know how to crack eggs!
Wufei looked at himself once more and groaned. On his shirts were big splotches of egg yolk stains.
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