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Open Road part 2

�Ow! Fuck!� Wufei yelped, grabbing for his left eye. A
small laugh, and then a thump caught his still sleep-laden mind before he could
curse again. On the floor staring
back up at him sat Aleana, toothy smile and all.

�If you wanted my attention, you have it now.� The
Chinese teen rubbed at his sore eye, wiping away the water quickly. �Where�s
your Daddy? Does he know you�re in here torturing me?�

�Wu!� She squealed loudly, climbing back on her tiny
feet, fisting her hands in the soft blankets of the bed. Wufei arched an eyebrow
at the small tot, surprised at her butchered use of his name.

�Yup, definitely a Maxwell.� He mumbled, pulling back
the blankets to get out of bed. �You�re lucky that I didn�t sleep in the
nude today.� He said, grabbing his black dragon embroidered robe from the end
of the bed.

Aleana clapped her hands, happy that someone was finally up
to pay attention to her. The dark haired teen scooped her up, smiling when the
toddler smacked a wet kiss on his cheek before he left the bedroom. Stopping
briefly at the doorway of the spare bedroom, he confirmed that Duo was still
sprawled out on the futon, snoring lightly.

�How about breakfast?�
Wufei whispered, closing the door silently. �We�ll let your Daddy
sleep for a little while longer.�

Without her crib, Aleana found out quickly that she could
escape to explore her new surroundings. Wufei also found this out when his bare
feet came into contact with the dirt that belonged to a potted plant near the
hallway entrance.

�Did you do this?� He asked in mock anger, giving her
tummy a tickle.

�Wu!� She wiggled in vain to get away from those
fingers.

�I�ll take that as a yes. What else did you get into
while everyone else was asleep, hmm?� Wufei stepped around the black dirt,
entering the living room area to see that the diaper bag was tipped over. Toys
and �cheese doodles� were strewn in the corner where Duo had placed the bag
the night before.

�So, I�m guessing you helped yourself to breakfast?
Those things are not very nutritious at all.�
Wufei sighed, placing the toddler down so that he could fetch a broom and
dustpan from the utility closet just off of the kitchen.   �I�m afraid I don�t have
much in the way of food at the moment, either.�

�I�m going to have to Aleana-proof this apartment.
There are way too many bad things that she could get into to cause a great
amount of mischief with.� Wufei spoke out loud to himself, watching Aleana out
of the corner of his eye as he cleaned up the dirt before it spread.

Toys clanked together as Wufei entered the kitchen, dumping
the dirt into the trashcan. He swept through the cabinets, remembering his own
search for edibles the night before, now finding nothing more than canned
vegetables.

�I see the grocery fairy didn�t visit overnight.� He
grumbled. �If I�d known she�d
be here today, I wouldn�t have eaten those noodles.�

He settled on a can of peas and carrots, warming them in a
saucepan, while in the meantime making a pot of much needed morning coffee.   He had just fixed his coffee to
his liking with a packet of granulated brown sugar, and was savoring the sweet,
rich caramel flavor, when he heard a faint cry.

�Shit.� He put his coffee cup down a little too hard,
leaving the kitchen in a hurry. It had slipped his mind that Aleana was playing
in his living room. Finding the corner where she was playing empty, Wufei headed
for the hallway, almost running into Duo with an armful of toddler.

Duo looked totally disheveled, yawning and rubbing at his
eye with the palm of his unoccupied hand. He
wore brand new red and navy plaid flannel pajamas that he had bought somewhere
in the Midwest, knowing it would be cold on the East Coast. His normally tidy braid was a mess of
fly-away strands of hair, and his bangs had all shifted to the right of his
forehead in his sleep. White socks
on his feet, a squirming redhead in his arms, and a sleepy smile on his face
completed the picture.

Wufei stopped short, smiling back at the sight that could
only be described as �adorable�. �I�m
sorry.� He chuckled. �She came and woke me up this morning,
and I thought we�d leave you to rest a little longer��

�Nah, don�t worry about it.� Duo said, shifting Aleana from one hip to the other. �She was just upset that she
couldn�t get into the bedroom.�

He patted the fuzzy sleeper clad bottom of the girl in his
arms, made a face that sent her into giggles, and turned around to head back
into the spare bedroom. �Someone
needs a dry diaper!�

Wufei followed the pair down the hall, pausing in the
doorway to watch as Duo laid Aleana on the futon, and began unzipping her
sleeper. �She was playing quietly in the living room, and I thought she was
fine. I didn�t realize that she would go in search of you.�

�It�s when she�s quiet that you have to worry. Isn�t that right Miss Mischief?� Duo leaned over and nuzzled Aleana,
getting his cheeks slapped with chubby hands.
�Hey, Wu, could you grab the diaper bag for me? I left it out in the living room last
night, and she�s soaked!�

Wufei nodded, quickly fetching the bag, and returning with
it.   He sat quietly on the
edge of the futon, watching as the braided boy struggled to get the diaper on,
and then fresh clothes while Aleana did her best to thwart him.

�I have coffee ready if you would like some. I�m afraid
I don�t have much to eat here. I need to run errands today, and groceries are
a top priority.� Wufei stood and turned on his heel, leading the way back to
the kitchen. Duo followed, frowning slightly before he spoke up.

�It�s okay, �Fei. I mean, hell we just show up on
your doorstep in the middle of the night, with no warning. I kinda figured that
you�d just turn us around and send us on our way.�

The dark haired teen turned quickly, facing his guests.
�Never.� He said, vehemently.   �I would never turn my friends
away.�

The braided teen nodded, bowing his head. �Sorry.
I know you aren�t like that. It�s
just that it was wrong of me to just start out driving all the way out here
without asking you if it was okay, first. Kinda arrogant of me to just assume you�d take us in. Guess I�m lucky we didn�t get here
the night before, huh?� He
grinned sheepishly as he walked past Wufei into the kitchen.

�Peas and carrots for breakfast? Guess you really do need to go shopping.� Duo sat the toddler on the floor, and
began opening cabinet doors in search of a bowl for Aleana.

�Why did you
drive all the way here?� Wufei
asked, crossing the floor to the counter to clean up his spilled coffee.   �You do realize that you�ve
had a lot of people worried about you and Aleana?�

�Yeah, I�m sure Quatre is going out of his mind.� Duo
bit his lip briefly, pausing the opening and closing of drawers in his hunt for
silverware, before continuing. �It was time for different scenery, ya know?
Just a lot of bad memories in one place.�

�You left without saying a word to your employer. Heero
has been��

�God damn it! I
had to leave!� Duo slapped his
open palm on the counter, then spun around, shouting. �I got tired of being alone since Mrs.
Gregory left! Everyone I know
either lives up in space, or clear across the world�� Duo�s anger deflated
quickly, and he picked up Aleana and sank down onto a kitchen chair.

�I�m a phone call away, Duo.� Wufei said, dishing the vegetables into the bowl. He sat the food down quietly on the
table in front of his friend, and handed him a spoon.

Realizing that it would be awkward to feed Aleana with a
spoon while holding her on his lap, Duo dished out some of the cooled peas and
carrots onto the table top for her to eat with her fingers. She cooed and giggled as pea after pea
was squashed under her chubby thumb.

�Yeah, I know, but you have a life; a job that keeps you
busy. Same with everyone else. I
didn�t want to bother you with my petty problems.� He sighed, then snorted at himself. �I didn�t want to burden you with a
phone call, but have no problem dropping in unannounced, expecting you to take
care of us, apparently.�

�You are not a burden, Duo. Have you forgotten that I dropped
everything to come to you on a moment�s notice, not so long ago?� Wufei
asked, sliding a cup of black coffee in front of the other teen.

Duo looked up at him with wide eyes. �I will never forget that as long as I
live, �Fei. I�m still in your debt for��

�No debts, Duo. You owe me nothing. Friends help friends.
If things were reversed, I�m sure you�d say the same thing.� Wufei cut in,
trying not to remind his friend of the heartbreak that happened half a year ago.   He looked down at the toddler
still giddily squashing peas, and smiled. �Now
would you try to get some of those into her stomach, rather than just smeared
all over my table?�

*~*

Wufei stood near the front door of the apartment, slipping
the shopping list into the pocket of his heavy leather coat. He double-checked
to make sure he had his wallet before he headed out the door.

�Are you sure you don�t need anything else?� Wufei
called out, zipping up his coat and flipping a scarf around his neck.

�I�m sure.� Duo answered back before coming around
the corner to eye the Chinese man.

�I have my cell on me in case��

�I know! In case I can think of anything else that Aleana
or I should need. You�ve told me that several times already.� Duo gave him a
lopsided grin, crossing his arms against his chest.

�I�m just being thorough, and you know it.� The dark
haired teen groused, picking up his bag of uniforms that needed to be
dry-cleaned.

�Sure I do. You wouldn�t be Wufei otherwise.� Dark
eyes rolled, a huff of annoyance was heard.

�So you say.� Wufei opened the door, stepping out into
the cold and windy weather.

Duo shook his head, turning away from the door. He finally
had the chance to get a good look at his friend�s apartment. He was honestly surprised at the homey
feel the space had. He had expected
Wufei to live in austere surroundings, but his living room was furnished with a
plush sofa and chairs, upholstered in deep chocolate and wine fabrics.

Built-in bookcases lined one wall, filled with not only
books written in both English and Chinese, but many knickknacks and personal
items that made the space uniquely Wufei�s.
Duo was fascinated with the collection of miniature Chinese dragons made
of jade, pewter, ceramic and other materials, and gently touched each one as he
examined them.

A small office area was situated through an archway just
off the living room, and the Chinese teen�s sense of style flowed into that
room, as well. It was evidenced by
the warm, rich woods of his desk, with even more of the small dragons scattered
decoratively on the hutch top, and the glass shelves located on the walls.

What caught his eye was the sole photograph in a frame
leaning on his desk, next to his laptop. It
was the exact same picture he�d had hanging up in his own apartment of both he
and Wufei just after the war. His
copy was now in a box in the back of the station wagon, as he couldn�t part
with any of his photos when he sorted his possessions before leaving California. He ran his finger over the top of the
mahogany frame, and closed his eyes, feeling his heart warm.

Opening his eyes, and turning away from the picture, his
gaze roamed once again over the living room, finding Aleana, her cheek pressed
to the cozy Oriental rug, snoozing.

�She has the right idea.� He murmured, yawning and stretching
before sinking down into the welcoming cushions of the couch.

�A little shut eye sounds good.�

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

A short time later, Duo was awakened by the ringing of the
vid-phone in the office area. He
jumped up from the couch, making certain that Aleana was still asleep, and
quickly made his way to the phone to answer it before it woke the sleeping girl.

Slapping the talk button without looking at the caller�s
identity on Wufei�s private line extension, he gasped when the screen lit up
with Heero�s image. He wished
that he would have just ignored the call, because he had been dreading facing
his ex-lover from the moment he woke up on the kitchen floor after his drunken
binge.

�Duo.� Heero
sighed, his shoulders visibly relaxing, and a relieved smile crossing his
features. �You�re okay.�

�Yeah,� the braided teen replied quietly, looking at
anything but the vid screen. �I�m
okay, Heero. Sorry if I worried
you.�

The expression on Heero�s face changed abruptly from
relief to concern when he saw the way Duo was avoiding looking at him. �What�s wrong, Duo? Why did you leave without a word to
anyone? Did someone threaten you? Are you sick? Do you need money, because��

�No, no, no!� He
interrupted in exasperation. �Nothing
like that, everything�s fine! Peachy
keen, even!� He scrubbed his
hands over his face wearily, and ran his fingers through his messy bangs, trying
to rearrange them into some semblance of order.

�Look at me.�

Duo glanced briefly at the screen, before looking away at
the photograph on Wufei�s desk. It
was just long enough for Heero to recognize the despondency in his indigo eyes. It was a look that scared the so-called �perfect soldier.� He�d seen it before, and felt just as
helpless now in the face of that pain as he did when they still lived together.

�Everything isn�t
fine. What�s wrong, Duo? What happened to make you run this
time?� His words were harsh, but
the tone of voice he used made Duo feel like a child being chastised.

He sat heavily in the large desk chair, rolling slowly back
and forth on the plastic mat that protected the carpet from the wheels. He stroked the tip of his braid over the
back of his left hand as he rolled, keeping his eyes averted.

�Duo, don�t shut me out.
Talk to me. Tell me what�s
wrong!� Heero was feeling as
frustrated now as he had been the entire time Duo was missing. It seemed that just knowing he was alive and well wasn�t
enough; he needed to know what was going on in Duo�s head.

�I can�t, Heero. I
just don�t want to talk about it, can�t you accept that, and just let it
be?� He finally raised his eyes
to meet the deep blue on the vid screen, and was surprised to see the hurt on
Heero�s face. �Heero��

Heero sat back in his chair, and just stared at his first
love. �Why didn�t you call me? If something is wrong, I want to help
you.� His voice wavered a bit,
and his eyes shone with emotion as he struggled to convey his feelings across
the very long-distance connection. �Why
did you go to Wufei?�

That did it. Any
remorse that he felt about making Heero worry, about making him look like that, with his eyes full of a
bastard mixture of hurt and reproach was gone in the strike of a match of fury.

�Listen, Yuy!� He
hissed, mindful to not wake the baby sleeping in the next room. �You think I could just call you at
the drop of a hat, and interrupt your little three-way love fest you�ve got
going up there? I don�t think
so!�

Heero just watched, flabbergasted, as the furious teen
stood up from the chair and leaned forward, jabbing his finger angrily at the
vid screen. �You just sit up
there in your nice big mansion, with all your servants and chefs, and swimming
pools and limousines, and have orgies every night for all I care! You don�t know anything about my life,
you wouldn�t understand, so just stay the fuck out of it!�

He slammed his hand down on the vid-phone�s button,
disconnecting the call before Heero could respond. Why all that anger toward his ex-lover
surfaced so suddenly, and why it was enveloped in so much resentment toward his
other two friends dumbfounded the emotionally exhausted teen. He fell into the leather chair once
more, and buried his face in his hands.

How could he expect Heero, or even Wufei, to understand
what he was going through, when he couldn�t understand it himself? All he knew was that everywhere he
looked before he left home, all he could see was his own failure.

His life had fallen apart in the six months since the death
of Miranda. It seemed that just
when he felt that his life was going somewhere, even without money he had felt
like he was accomplishing something, one thread would come loose in the tapestry
of his world, and all the rest would come unraveled.

His little girl�s sudden illness and death had been that
fateful thread. Until then, he
hadn�t had to face the fact that Heero had moved on with his life, choosing to
be with Quatre and Trowa. He could
just wrap himself up in his schoolwork, his jobs, and his two precious girls,
and not allow himself to think of the past.

When Heero showed up with the other two, however, it all
came crashing down on him. Seeing
him again, touching him, kissing him
again made his pain rush back to the forefront of his mind. When Heero turned around and left him in
that cemetery, after making his hope and spirit soar with that mind-blowing
kiss, he thought he�d die. Even
as they discussed their parting, alone in his bedroom, and seemed to settle
things between them, his heart was breaking.
He knew that it was the final break; there was no going back.

He was able to tread water with school, and his jobs at the
coffee house and security company for a few weeks, but even after having
received the sizeable settlement that Quatre had fought for from the hospital,
he couldn�t keep up his false fa�ade of strength. His concentration would wander while he was sitting in class,
and he was constantly being reprimanded for not following through on his
assignments. It wasn�t long
before his formerly impressive grades began to slip, and he found that he had
failed his English course.

His interest in work was slacking as well, and it was
apparent when he was fired from the security company that he was falling even
deeper into his misery. His only
bright spot was Aleana, and the time that he spent at Mrs. Gregory�s welcoming
home. When she left, it was the
straw that broke the camel�s back. He
had never felt so alone.

Duo shook himself out of his reverie, and stood slowly from
the chair. He walked softly to
stand and look down at his sleeping cherub, and he knew that he needed to make a
drastic change in his life if he were to be the person that he wanted to be, for
her.

Walking quietly down the hallway into the bathroom, he shut
the door behind himself, leaving it slightly ajar so that he could hear her if
she woke. He turned and looked at
his reflection in the mirror, and was appalled at what he saw. He didn�t even recognize himself
anymore. His once vibrant eyes were
flat, and emotionless. His skin was
dull, his shoulders slumped.

He pulled the braid that he�d worn since he was a small
boy forward over his shoulder. It
had grown to reach his knees; unbound, his hair fell a few inches above his
ankles.

Stroking both hands down its length almost reverently, his
mind drifted far away to the memories he�d woven through the heavy strands to
carry with him. Faces once loved
swam in his mind�s eye, of those he�d sworn to seek revenge for. Every one of them smiled.

He felt sure that their souls were at peace, and he�d
done everything in his power to be sure that their lives had not been lost in
vain. He had always felt
responsible for their deaths, but he could now recognize that through the losses
of his friends and guardians at Maxwell Church, his alter-ego, Shinigami, had
been born. Had the tragedy not
fallen on his shoulders, had he died along with them, the war could have had an
entirely different outcome.

With those warm memories, mingled all the brutal visions of
war he�d experienced. The blood
he�d spilled, the lives he�d taken, the beatings he�d been inflicted with,
all were presented in his mind through a filter of red.

When those visions faded, they were replaced by the brief
instant of happiness that he�d shared with Heero between the Eve war and the
hostilities with the return of the Barton Foundation and its young figurehead.

He�d been blissfully happy when Heero agreed to live with
him�when they�d shared their feelings for one another after the first war. The first few months were a blur of sex
and open-hearted discussions. They�d
both unburdened themselves slowly, sharing their past with the other over time. Duo couldn�t remember a time when
he�d ever felt so happy, or so loved as he did with Heero.

He began drinking for joy; for the euphoria that he felt
about life and peace that the alcohol seemed to intensify. He drank more and more as his body
quickly built up a tolerance to the drink, and swiftly the liquor began to twist
those positive emotions into negative ones, causing him to drink even more. It was a vicious cycle, and he felt that
he had to step away from his new life, to clean himself up, if he wanted to
truly enjoy it again.

There was no doubt in his mind, now, that everything that
had happened after he left was no one�s fault but his own. He drove Heero away with his silence,
with his abandonment of him. He
didn�t blame the man for moving on with his life. After all, how could he, a penniless
drunk, compare to the likes of Quatre and Trowa?
Just because he understood why Heero had given up on him, though,
didn�t make it any easier to accept.

The bitterness that had swallowed his soul in the last six
months needed to be released. The
only way that he could be a good father to Aleana, and allow himself to strive
to live up to his own goals was to put his past behind him, and start out fresh
with a clean canvas.

With a determined nod he gripped the symbol of his past in
his hand, and searched the

medicine cabinet, and then the drawers before finding what
he was looking for laying next to Wufei�s personal shaving essentials. The
scissors were meant for trimming, but they would do for what Duo had in mind.

Pulling his braid back with his left hand, his right hand
stopped short, blades opened wide. Indigo
eyes flashed to the mirror, noticing the tremble that shook his arms. His mind was made up, he couldn�t turn
back now.

With a single deep breath, the blades closed down on the
mass of chestnut hair.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Wufei closed the door quickly behind himself; the bitter
cold fighting its way into the apartment. His
arms were loaded down with heavy grocery bags, but he managed to toss his set of
keys onto the entryway table as he stamped his feet to get rid of the clingy
snow. He cringed slightly as he noticed Aleana sound asleep on the floor, one of
her thumbs stuck in her mouth. He glanced around for Duo, not finding him before he
proceeded into the kitchen to put away his purchases.

Wufei was almost finished loading the canned goods into a
cabinet when he heard a clatter from somewhere in the apartment. He was sure he
didn�t hear Aleana stir, but he remembered what Duo had mentioned earlier
about quiet children. With a sigh, he placed the last few cans of vegetables on
the counter before investigating the noise.

Aleana still slept peacefully, a fist clutched at the soft
yellow blanket that was half covering her. The dark-haired teen frowned, noting
that he had not seen his friend since his arrival back home. He figured that Duo
would have heard him enter, and volunteered to help put away the groceries.

�Duo?� He called softly, walking down the hallway when
he noticed the bathroom door standing slightly ajar.

�Duo?� Wufei tapped lightly on the door. He could hear
movement from the bathroom, the sound of heavy breathing setting off alarms in
his head. �Is everything alright?�

A retching noise followed, and Wufei didn�t wait for an
answer. He pushed at the door, noticing that it was caught on something that
made it hard to swing open. Looking down, he found the severed chestnut plait
jamming the door, and a pair of scissors not a foot away.

�Oh shit�� His dark eyes flew upwards, finding his
friend hunched over the toilet bowl, arms wrapped tightly around his
stomach�the braid�oh, Nataku� Wufei
took the few short steps in a hurry, kneeling down beside Duo, his own stomach
pitching with the sight he was witnessing.

�Why? Oh, Duo�why?� Wufei�s fingers ran along the
butchered fringe of hair that was cropped close to Duo�s neck. There was no immediate answer, but he circled his arms around
the trembling teen, noting that he was beginning to shake as well.

�It hurts�oh, god�.hurts��

�Breathe, Duo. That�s it just breathe. Don�t need you
to hyperventilate. Breathe.� Wufei cooed, running his hands over Duo�s bare
arms, and pulling him away from the toilet to press the boy�s back against his
chest, trying to calm him.

�I�I�did it�� Duo whispered, turning himself in
Wufei�s embrace to face him.

�Shhhh, calm down.� The Chinese teen said, kissing the
top of Duo�s head as he began to stroke his back. It wasn�t easy to tell his
friend to calm himself while he was silently panicking inside, himself. His eyes
watered, a single tear slipping from behind dark lashes.

�Had to get rid of the memories, �Fei�� Duo gasped
for breath, his stomach still rolling with emotion. �I had to��

�Shhhh, it�s ok.� Wufei gave his friend a squeeze,
pressing a kiss to his temple, noting how cool and sweaty Duo was becoming. Shock, the dark haired teen noted
quickly before finding himself tumbling backwards with an armful of Duo. He
grunted as his back connected with the linoleum floor, the severed braid trapped
under his shoulders.

�I won�t pretend to understand why you did it, Duo, but
everything will be all right. I promise.�
Wufei soothed, still running his hands up and down the thin back,
noticing how pronounced each vertebra and rib felt through the soft flannel. He let one hand drift up into Duo�s
hair, his fingers combing through the coarse strands that were so much shorter
than they had been.

After what seemed like hours that only equaled a matter of
a few moments, Duo finally regained his center of calm. He lifted his head,
taking in the teen he was pinning to the floor with his weight. Dark eyes with a
touch of wetness in the lashes blinked up at him, sad and concern etched within
them.

�I made you sad�� Duo brought his hand to Wufei�s
face, caressing his cheek gently. �I didn�t mean to, �Fei.� His lips
closed the short distance, ghosting several times before pressing more firmly.
Mouths melded together for a quick moment before the Chinese teen stopped
responding. �I want his kisses, but not like this�never like this��

�Duo, no.� Wufei pressed his hands against Duo�s
shoulders, lifting him away slightly.

The distraught teen shrank back in shame, sitting up on his
heels. �I�m sorry, Wufei. I shouldn�t have done that.�

�Don�t apologize��

�No, �Fei, I know you don�t want me like that, I
don�t know what I was thinking. I�ll
get our stuff together and get out of your way��

Wufei sat up abruptly, grabbing Duo by the shoulders and
shaking him firmly. �Don�t you
even think about leaving! That couldn�t be farther from the
truth! I do want you like that, I do
want you to kiss me! Just not like
this. I don�t think this is the comfort you need to be seeking from me at the
moment.�

He drew Duo into his arms once again, holding him tightly. �I want to kiss you so badly it hurts,
Duo, and I can�t begin to tell you how much I hope that you want to, too, but
not now. Now we need to talk about
this. I�m concerned about what
brought this on. Why, Duo?�

Duo inhaled shakily, and he pulled away from the other
teen, his eyes seeking anything but Wufei�s face. �I made a mistake�� He
started, rocking back up on his knees, away from the comforting warmth of
Wufei�s body.

�I�I broke down and drank until I passed out. That was
what made me run. I just couldn�t take being alone anymore, �Fei. I�I just
don�t know what is happening to me. I failed.
I�ve screwed up everything.�

�Then we�ll figure out what is happening with you. One
step at a time.� He stood up,
offering a hand down to help up his friend.
He then picked up the scissors from the floor, and placed them on the
countertop.

Turning to the newly-shorn teenager, he asked, �Can I?�
Wufei reached out, touching the long hair that hung at both sides of Duo�s
head. �Can I help you finish this?�

�Guess so.�

�Good, because you don�t make a very good barber.�

�Asshole.� The
other boy shot back, a little of the old Duo sparkling in his eyes.

Wufei turned to the linen closet, opened the door, and
reached in to pick up a large bottle of blue mouthwash. Silently pouring a small amount into a
paper cup, he handed it to Duo, before taking a swig directly from the bottle
himself. He swished it around his
mouth, then spit the liquid into the sink, wiping his mouth with the back of his
hand.

�In the future, please refrain from kissing me just after
you�ve thrown up.� He smirked
at his friend, and walked past him, running his hand over his waist as he went
by. �Meet me in the kitchen once
you�re minty fresh.�

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