Song-fic: Last Time Lover

(There is a an appreciative whistle and the music starts.)

Treat me right

All night

Makes me feel good

Like you should

Listen up, I gotta tell ya
About the ins and outs and goings on
I wouldn’t tell just anybody
About the fox that I’ve been chasin’

He’s resistant not persistent,
It didn’t stop me from homing in
‘Cause I’m a choosy not a floozy
I get my hit and then I run with it…

Last time lover
Do you think I’m really cool and sexy?

And I know you wanna get with me
Last time lover
Do you wanna be my last time baby?

Heero (appraising Trowa’s tense aura): Could it be your first time maybe?

Heero: We got up and down to it

Other three: (oh yeah)

Trowa (fists clenched in pain): Like the dirty bass in the music

Heero: I got my major chords strummin’
Took some time and then we’re really buzzin’

Heero: First bite wet my appetite
Second helpin’s always

Heero: Better

Heero: Started getting burning hot

Trowa: Found my pride not easy,

Heero: Slowed it down

D, W, T, and Q: I said ‘stop.’

Quatre: Last time lover
Do you think I’m really cool and sexy?
And I know you wanna get with me

Duo: Last time lover
Do you wanna be my last time baby?
Could it be your first time maybe?

Q, D & W: Last time lover

“Why are you doing this, Duo?” Duo shakes his head and murmurs:

“You destroyed him. It wasn’t right. You destroyed my other half.” Uh oh, He remembers. I destroyed the DeathScythe…

Trowa gasps in pain as he feels the knife edging under his skin, feels the blood dripping down his shoulder blades. >

Trowa (moaning in pain): (treat me right)

Q, D & W: Lovin’ under cover

Heero: (all night)

Q, D & W: Last time lover

Heero: (makes me feel good)

Q, D & W: Lovin’ under cover

Trowa (accusing before he feels more pain): (like you should)

Q, D & W: Last time lover

Trowa (pleading): (treat me right)

Q, D & W: Lovin’ under cover

Heero (with evil smile): (all night)

Heero: Cool, sexy, ever ready,

Quatre: Someone fine, always steady, gentle hands,

Trowa (hissing): Dirty mind,

Wufei: Use your head and don’t be blind

Trowa (with rage; we like that): Words of love- they don’t wash with me,

Heero (smirking): What’s the~e rush, no urgency you see,

Duo: Crazy boy, potential lover, first and last lover, brother,

Quatre (sighing): Ain’t no other,

Duo: Crazy,

Quatre: Sweety,

Heero: Cool but racy,

Trowa (to himself): Steady,

Wufei: Ready,

All, except Trowa: Go,

Heero: Yes!

Quatre: Last time lover
Do you think I’m really cool and sexy?
And I know you wanna get with me

Duo: Last time lover
Do you wanna be my last time baby?

< Heero finally cuts the ropes, but it doesn’t matter; Trowa is so beaten he probably won’t be getting up ever if they don’t take him to a hospital soon. The Wing pilot flips the weaker boy over on his back and gazes down into the crying green eyes of his fellow pilot, musing. Trowa has cried his eyes dry, and Heero brushes away some of the salt with a callused thumb. If Trowa didn’t know better, he would see this as a gesture of kindness. >

Heero (amused): Could it be your first time maybe?

< Trowa shakes his head very slowly from side to side, and his eyes close from a concerted effort of fatigue and pain. >

Q, D & W: Last time lover

Trowa (hoarse whisper): (treat me right)

Q, D & W: Lovin’ under cover

Heero: (all night)

Q, D & W: Last time lover

Heero: (makes me feel good)

Q, D & W: Lovin’ under cover

< Quatre and Duo stop. They can’t do it. Heero glowers and decides that he shouldn’t either; Wufei shrugs, placing their victim on the bed once more. He is shivering in the cold of the open air; most of his clothing is ripped beyond use, and he can’t move much- or quickly. Slowly, the pilot begins to curl up into a ball, as the other four look on with varying degrees of amusement, horror, and personal disgust. They begin to realize what they’ve done. >

Trowa: (like you should)

Q, D & W: Last time lover

< Quatre pulls a cell phone from that same Vest Space and calls in an ambulance to take Trowa to the nearest hospital, saying that they found him in an alley nearby and brought him into the apartment building. Heero and Wufei look dubious with the lie, but Duo nods. He doesn’t think it’s time to come forward just yet. >

Trowa (now hallucinating): (treat me right)

D & W, from nowhere: Lovin’ under cover

Heero (glancing out the window, noticing the rising sun. He blinks in surprise, he had thought it was earlier): (all night)

Okie dokie...

~Lena