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"Bone Yard Fest"Written By: Emerald Pillow Warnings: Yaoi; Language; I've been told that
Heero is OOC, but I don't think he is. Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. I'm just having a little fun playing with the characters. You can try to sue me but all I have worth taking is my cat who is named Duo, but looks like Trowa. Pairings: None really Rating: R. Comments: This fic was written as a challenge.
A friend of mine gave me two random pilots, and a topic. I then had
to write a comdey with these guidelines.
Bone Yard Fest Part 3 "How'd it go?" Wu Fei wondered as he looked over at a happy Heero and a scowling Trowa. "Well, things didn't go as planned." Heero stated as he sat in a chair opposite where Wu Fei was sitting with his leg propped on a foot stool. "How not well? Please tell me that you got the tickets back." "The only way I could get any of the tickets back was to promise the man to give him two tickets and that Trowa would go with him to the concert." Heero explained, feeling more guilty than before. Wu Fei looked over at Trowa, a little surprised that the Latin agreed to do this. "Archie is keeping them until the night of the concert. He wants to make sure that Trowa shows up." "There was no other way?" The Chinese boy asked in hopes of finding something to rescue Trowa. "Aren't you part of their fan club Yuy? Shouldn't they have some sort of benefits?" "This time, the fan club didn't offer tickets to anyone. Obviously the band wants to get as much out of this as they can before it's over." "You agreed to this Barton?" "Heero has to tell Quatre, and he owes me big." "So who is this guy? Maybe we can convince him to take Sally instead of Barton?" "No. Archie has his eyes set on Trowa." Heero assured and shook his head. "He's the same guy that I knocked down earlier today in line." "You're kidding?" Wu Fei's eyes widen in surprise and he turned to Trowa. "I feel so sorry for you if he starts to come on to you." "I wouldn't be poking fun if I were you." Trowa snapped. "After all, I am saving your asses. . .even if it'll cost me mine." "Is Winner going to go for this?" "Go for what?" Quatre asked as he walked into the room and over to Trowa. "What are you talking about?" He sat on his lover's lap and lightly slipped his arms around the taller boy. The three of them remained silent for a few minutes. Quatre was an easy going person, but there were somethings that set him off. . .this could probably be one of them. "Trowa, what are you hiding?" "Trowa's helping me out." Heero stated quickly to aid his friend. "How?" Quatre's big blue eyes turned to the colbat ones. "I think I should go." Wu Fei stated and climbed to his feet. "I'll show you out." Trowa offered and tried to slide from under the Arab, but the blonde seemed to be setting heavier on him. "No one leaves until I get an answer. . .How are you helping Heero out Trowa?" There was a gleam in the sapphires that clearly stated that he smelled something fishy. "Get tickets to Bone Yard." Heero answered. He proceeded to explain everything that happened that morning. It was when they reached the part with Archie that Quatre became disgusted. "How can you agree with that?" He asked and glared at Trowa. "It's just a concert." "Yeah, but you're leading that man on Trowa. I thought you said that you weren't going to do things like this any more? Furthermore, how can you agree to something like that without consulting me first?" "Quatre. . ." Both Heero and Wu Fei edged their way to toward the exit. "Don't you Quatre me. I forbid you to go. Let Heero fend for himself for a change." "Excuse me?!" Heero snapped, not able to handle any more of the blonde's rambling. "You heard me. You're always taking advantage of the fact that Trowa's a good friend. You don't even know how to be one yourself." "Don't patronize me Quatre." The accused friend warned sternly. "He doesn't take advantage of me Quatre." "What do you call this then? Just because of their childish behavior. . ." "Childish?!?" Both Heero and Wu Fei were affronted. "Yes childish." "Weren't you guys going somewhere?" Trowa tried, in an attempt to push Heero and Wu Fei from the room. "Like you have any room to talk about others being childish." Wu Fei snapped. "I guess it's more mature to dress like one than act like one." Heero added and glaring sapphires turned to Trowa. "I know you did not tell him about that. . ." Quatre hissed and Trowa closed his eyes, laying his head against the back of the chair. "You guys sure can pick a time to start dragging me into fights." Trowa whined as Quatre shifted on his lap. "Trowa!" "You tell Duo everything." He looked up at his lover with a helpless expression. "Duo doesn't use it as an insult." "I don't want to argue over this Quatre." "Then you're choosing your friends over me?" "No, I'm not." "Yes you are." Tears brimmed Quatre's eyes. "I can't believe you're doing this Trowa." The blonde tried to slide off his lap, but Trowa held him in place. "Let me go, I'm mad at you." He somehow wiggled free and stormed from the room, pushing both Heero and Wu Fei out of his way. Trowa jumped to his feet and followed the sobbing boy; whom he caught up to half way down the hall. Wu Fei and Heero watched as the Latin lightly pinned his lover against the wall. "Quatre, look at me." His voice was soft and soothing, as the blonde did as requested. "I'm not choosing any one over you. I just don't want to argue over something stupid like this." "Then tell them to find someone else to do their dirty work." "Quatre. . ." He tenderly wiped the tears from the stained face. "Tell them Trowa." "If this was Duo. . ." "It's not Duo. Duo would never ask me to do anything like this. He's a real friend." The blonde glared back at Heero. "I don't say anything when you and Duo go clubbing together." Trowa defended. "Fine! Chose Heero!" Quatre pushed his partner from him. "If you want to so bad, then you can stay with him." "Quatre. . ." Before he could say anything else, the smaller boy disappeared into the nearest room and slammed the door in Trowa's face. "Goes from nice to psycho in three point four seconds." Heero smirk and Wu Fei laughed. "I'm glad you two find this amusing." Trowa fumed from his stand half way down the hall. "Because I sure don't." The two boys' smiles disappeared as they glanced at the angered Latin, then back at each other. A determined look washed over their faces as they realized that it would be wise to keep on Trowa's good side. ~ * ~ Chapter
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