I was very, very drunk... | By : Akiko Category: Gundam Wing/AC > General Views: 1403 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
I know its old and its all been done
before, but I couldn’t help myself so here it is. Yet another fanfic about what happens when characters from your
favourite anime shows get drunk in each other’s company. This time it is the turn of our good friends
in Gundam Wing, so… here I go. Please
excuse my…erm…err…French it can get a bit hectic :P.
Yaoi content (1x2 3x4 5x13) Some Relena
bashing. Why you ask? Because its fun ^.^
Disclaimer: duhduhduh (dramatic music) I do
not own Gundam Wing, or any of the characters!
Please don’t sue; I’m actually a vagrant.
Duo yawned as he walked down the hall
scratching his butt. He moaned a little
as he stared at all the stairs he would have to walk down if he wanted his
breakfast, but that was the curse of mansions he supposed, especially one as
big as Quatre’s. He contemplated
sliding down the banister, until he remembered the last time he’d done that. He winced a little at the memory and covered
his private area with one hand. Yes,
that had been one painful experience.
He sighed as he began his dissent.
He got 2 steps down and then he had an idea. He sprinted down the hall, narrowly avoiding Wufei as he ran
past.
“Injustice!” Wufei yelled as he was hit in
the face by Duo’s braid as the aforementioned pilot ran past him.
“Sorry Fei!” Duo yelled back as he skidded
into his room.
Wufei just shook his head and continued to
the stairs.
“Where is it, where is it?” Duo muttered as
he rummaged in his wardrobe for the item.
“Ah ha!” he exclaimed as he dragged the
sleeping back from the wardrobe and ran back to the stairs. He lay the bag down, and slid in. He was grinning like a maniac.
“Here we go,” he chuckled as he slid the
bag down the slope, and whizzed off down the stairs.” (AN: has anyone ever done
that? Tonnes of fun ^____^)
Wufei was halfway down the stairs when he
heard a feint noise.
“What in Nataku’s name could that be,” he
muttered as he turned to investigate.
“Sounds like….Wee?” Wufei looked confused
as he listened, and that’s when he saw it.
“Oh shit…” he whispered as he tried to turn
to run, but it was too late. Duo went
barrelling into him in his sleeping bag sledge.
“Oof!” Duo exclaimed as Wufei landed on top
of him, “Hey Fei, wanted a lift huh?”
Trowa, Quatre and Heero were all in the
kitchen. Quatre was cooking the
breakfast and Trowa was making the coffee.
Heero was his usual silent self as he sat at the table reading a paper.
Quatre turned from his pan, and cocked his
head, “Do you hear it?”
Heero looked up from his paper at the
doorway.
“MAAAAAXXXXXXWEEEEEEELLLL!”
They heard progressively as they saw Wufei
and Duo go shooting past the open doorway on what looked like a sleeping bag.
Quatre’s mouth dropped open as he dropped his
spatula. Trowa spilt the coffee he was
pouring in disbelief. Heero went back
to his paper.
A distant crash was heard. Quatre sighed, “There goes that nice blue
vase at the end of the hall.” He picked
up his spatula, put it in the sink, and got a fresh one.
Trowa silently mopped up the spilt coffee
and continued his task of pouring 4 cups and Quatre’s tea.
Wufei stalked into the kitchen looking, a
little dishevelled, to say the least.
Trowa handed him some coffee, which he took and sat down opposite Heero,
the muscle under his eye twitching.
“Bad start Chang?” Heero asked, not looking
up from the paper. He received a death
glare.
“Injustice!”
Heero hid his smile behind the paper.
“Morning all!” Duo said as he came bounding into the kitchen. Heero flinched at the decibel level of his
voice. He looked up and dropped his
paper.
Wufei saw Heero react and looked at Duo, he
spilt his coffee into his lap. He
didn’t notice. Then his nose started to
bleed.
“Hey Q man, how about some brekkies?” he asked
as he draped an arm around his neck.
Quatre shrugged off the arm as he grabbed a plate full of food.
“Alright Duo here you g…” Quatre began as
he turned around to give the plate to Duo.
He stopped and went white, then promptly fainted. The plate landed on him.
“Nani?” Duo asked confused. Trowa turned from his place by the counter,
slipped from the shock and fell.
“Nani!?” Duo yelled, bemused.
Trowa had his eyes tightly shut as he
stuttered, “P-p-ppp-pants.”
Duo looked down and saw himself hanging free
and easy, minus pants.
“Eep!” he yelped as he covered his genitals
with his hands and ran out of the kitchen.
Trowa crawled over to Quatre and started
trying to revive him. Heero was still
pale as he shakily picked up his paper.
Wufei grabbed some tissues to cover his nose. Duo came back a minute later with the addition of pants.
“Must have fell off in the sleeping bag,”
he commented with a grin.
Heero, pretty much recovered, shook his
head and continued to read his paper.
His eye twitched slightly.
“Two injustices in 10 minutes Maxwell, I’m
counting,” Wufei hissed at him.
Duo grinned and helped Trowa pull Quatre
up.
“Sorry dude, the pants are loose,” Duo
said, as he picked a piece of bacon off Quatre’s front. Quatre was shaking, a lot, and still looked
quite pale.
“Maybe you should go and get changed,”
Trowa said, as he helped Quatre to the door.
“Pants, no pants…” Quatre muttered as he
staggered off to his room.
Duo grabbed another plate of food, and sat
down. 2 minutes later he stood up and
patted his stomach.
“I’ve never seen anyone inhale food and
such a speed,” Wufei said scornfully.
Duo merely grinned and gave Wufei the
finger. Wufei narrowed his eyes.
Quatre came back into the kitchen at this
point, fresh and clean, and seemingly recovered.
“Don’t forget, party tonight guys,” Quatre
said as he sat down with his cup of tea.
“Ah, sweet tea…” He hummed as he inhaled
its aroma. Puzzled looks were exchanged
all around.
“Quatre…?” Trowa said gently. He was snapped out of his daydream with the tea.
“Oh, and don’t forget, fancy dress,” he
said with a slight smile as he sipped his tea.
He stood up and went out of the kitchen, with his tea.
Heero watched him go warily. He turned around to see Duo sniffing the
teapot.
“Stop that,” he snapped at him.
“Just wondering what else he’s got in that
tea,” Duo said interestedly. Heero
raised one eyebrow and decided now would be the time to leave.
“Don’t forget to buy your costume,” Heero
reminded Duo.
“I’ve got one actually,” Duo said sticking
his tongue out at the perfect soldier.
“You can’t come as the pilot of a Gundam,”
Heero said as he left the room.
“… oh… Fuck you,” Duo said irritably. Heero merely gave him the finger and walked
off.
“Hmm a costume,” Duo mused aloud. Trowa and Wufei exchanged a worried look.
“SHOPPING!” Duo yelled happily.
Duo skipped upstairs and got dressed,
bounded down the stairs and out the house.
an>Han>He bounced into the garage and got into a little black car. He zoomed off down the driveway amid lots of
happy yelling of the word, shopping.
He pulled into the car park of the mall and
bounced out of his car and into the building.
He walked around the bustling centre
looking for a costume shop. He saw a
group of girls giggling and looking at him.
He grinned.
“Could you tell me where there’s a costume
shop in here?” he called over to them.
“Right up there next to the lingerie shop,”
one girl said pointing.
“Thanks,” he said as he waved and ran up
the stairs.
‘That I am,’ he thought to himself.
He walked into the costume shop. He looked around for a bit but couldn’t see
anything he wanted.
“Can I help you sir?” he heard a voice say
right behind him.
“Eep!” Duo exclaimed, “You made me jump.”
“I’m very sneaky sir,” the store clerk
said.
“Uh-huh,” Duo said with a half-smile as he
rubbed the back of his neck uneasily.
“Well, I’m looking for a cme, me, but it
has to be really cool, ‘cause it’s for a really big…”
“Ah, the Winner party, yes?” The clerk
said.
“Oh, yeah…” Duo said, a little shocked.
The clerk looked at Duo for a while, “I’ve
got just the thing,” he said after a minute.
He went into the back and brought it out.
Duo looked at it, “Mister, you better be on
something, ‘cause I can’t think why you’d suggest that if you weren’t high,” he
said in disbelief, “and I mean super high.”
“I think it would really suit you,” the
clerk said. Duo stared at it
sceptically.
“Well I guess it’d be ok…” he said
hesitantly.
“Of course, you’ll look fabulous.”
“How much?”
“$100.”
Duo paid the man and took his purchase back
to the car, after buying a candy bar.
He drove back and and trudged into the
house. It was already decorated.
“Woah, how long was I out?” he exclaimed.
“Duo!” Quatre came running down the stairs
in just a towel, “It’s 6, hurry up and get ready! Guests will be arriving soon!”
“All right Q man, calm down, and shut your
towel a little more, I can see everyth” Du” Duo said with a grin as he bounded
past him up the stairs. Quatre went
bright red.
Duo bounded into the bathroom, and locked
the door.
“Ok shower time,” he said to the door as he
removed his shirt and trousers. He
swivelled round on one leg trying to pull his pants off, and was confronted
with a wet and towelled Heero.
“EEP O.O” Duo faltered and slipped
over. Heero looked at him with his Prussian
blue eyes and smirked.
“I’ll leave you to it then Duo,” Heero said
as he unlocked the door and slipped out, “oh, and nice boxers.”
Duo looked down and saw that he was wearing
his bright pink ones. He sighed and
stood up. Then he had a thought, was
Heero blushing? His cheeks had been
pink, but it could have been the warmth of the shower. Duo shrugged, slipped off his boxers and
hopped in the shower.
Showered and changed into his costume he
was putting the finishing touches to his look.
He surveyed himself in the mirror.
“Not bad,” he said at his reflection and
winked, “You’ll blow ‘em away.”
He could hear the party going on
downstairs, so he made his way out of the bathroom and headed to the
irs.irs.
“Here we go kid, no going back now.”
Oh well, he thought to himself, lets go I’m
getting hungry and I want to get to that buffet. Duo took a deep breath and walked into the hall.
AN: Hope it was enjoyed ^.^ Next time, costumes revealed and the party
begins.
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