To Help Along Love - A Heero and Duo fic - Chapter 2

Dinner with Chris and Duo

By: Ana

Duo bounded into the tiny kitchen of the run down farmhouse. He smiled brightly at Quatre and his little pink apron. "Hey Little-Q, what’s for dinner?" Quatre looked at the braided boy and sighed. "Um…"

"No, don’t tell me."

"Ramen and steamed rice."

"Blech! That stuff is soooo boring. Where’s the real food, Q? The cheeseburgers and chilly fries and the chocolate milkshakes? I’m sick of eating that bland food! I thought there would be something special ‘cause of Chris… oh the humanity of it all. I want a cheeseburger!"

"Gomen, Duo."

"Seamed rice my butt. I want a cheeseburger!" Duo whined, walking into the living room. He sighed and flopped down on the old dusty couch by Heero and put his arms behind his head, thinking of his beloved cheeseburger.

"That stuff will kill you."

"Nah, Heero. An Oz soldier would kill me faster than a cheeseburger."

"Baka."

"I do suppose."

Heero huffed and turned away from the braided beauty. Indeed that’s what he was, in Heero’s mind, a beauty. He was beautiful and no matter how annoying his mouth may be, Heero couldn’t help but want to watch him. To hold him, kiss him, love him. Was that even possible? Was it possible for the Perfect Soldier to love? Well, whatever it was, Heero’s heart would do summersaults whenever Duo looked his way and smiled.

But, there was now something different that was happening. A shadow, as Heero called it. Ever since she got here she was on Duo like stink on doggy pooh. She was around him, hugging him, laughing with him, talking with him and Heero couldn’t help but feel jealous and well, angry and perhaps a bit envious. This girl could talk with the violet-eyed beauty the way he always wanted to but never could.

"Oi, guys? What’s up?" And poof, there she was, The Shadow of Shinigami.

"Hiya, Chris. Come and have a seat," Duo smiled, patting the spot next to him.

"Well, don’t mind if I do!"

She bounded over to Duo and flopped down next to him and gave Heero a quick smile, which was coldly brushed off. I’m sorry--- if you like him, show it!

"Guess what, Chris."

"Hmm?"

"Guess what’s for dinner!"

"Uh, I don’t know… uh, alligator?"

"*blink* Nani?!"

"Joking Heero, chill. Um… I don’t know, Duo, what?"

"Ramen and steamed rice. Yummy, ne?"

"Uh, not really."

"Exactly!"

"Huh?"

"I’m tired of steamed rice and Ramen!! Sick and tired of that bland food! I want cheeseburgers and ice cream and pizza and tacos and…"

"Maalox."

"And Maalox… what?!"

"*giggle* You’ll be suffering indigestion with that meal."

"Told you it would kill you."

"Shut up, Heero. Yes Chris, but I would rather suffer indigestion for one bite of heaven."

"Aa, ya know what I would like?"

"Huh?"

"Chocolate cake."

"Hmm… yum. I would love some too."

"Yes, or cookies."

"Ah… cookies… with chunks of chocolate and some peanut butter perhaps."

"Hmm, perhaps. Or what about those cute little Hershey kisses. I love those things."

"I’ll give you a kiss," he said in a joking voice.

"Nani?!?" *cough*

"Are you ok, Heero?" Duo asked, rather worriedly.

"Hai."

"What happened?"

"Nothing."

"Are you sure? You…"

"Hai!" he snapped, standing up and walking out of the room.

Duo bit his lip and sighed, staring down at the dusty wooden floor. Chris smiled slightly and wrapped a comforting arm around his shoulder and laid her head on his arm.

"S’ok, Duo-kun… s’ok."

"Hai," he mumbled.

"Hey you two!"

They both looked up and smiled at Quatre who was beaming quite brightly. He waved his arm in an escorting motion and bowed. "Dinner is served."

"Alright, Quatre… thanks."

Duo pulled away from Chris and stood up, stretching his back. "Great, Little-Q. Any hamburgers?"

"Iie, Duo."

"Ah well, I can still dream that my Ramen tastes like a burger, can’t I?"

"Hey, whatever floats your boat!" Chris cheered, walking into the dinning room followed by Quatre and Duo.

Trowa sat at one of the heads of the table and Quatre sat down at the other. Heero sat next to Wufei and Duo and Chris sat across from them. Sitting in front of each pilot was a plate heaped full of steamed rice and Ramen with a napkin and some chopsticks. Chris blanched as she saw them. Chopsticks were not her thing. As the others picked up their chopsticks and started to each, she simply stared at hers. She finally worked up the courage and picked them up, attempted to use them, the others watching her in shock.

"I hate these fucking things," she mumbled under her breath.

"Stupid, onna."

"Idiot, otoko."

"Nani?!"

"Don’t you know how to use chopsticks, Chris?"

"Oh no, Quatre. I know how to use them… sorta… they just don’t like me is all."

The others stared at her and she sighed, mumbling under her breath. "I hate chopsticks, yes I do!" Well the sweet, adorable, Duo who felt his new friend’s distress jumped in to help.

"I hate chopsticks, so do you!"

"Nani?" she blinked and so did everyone else.

"Sing with me, Chris. I hate chopsticks yes I do! I hate chopsticks…" he looked towards her and she smiled brightly.

"So do you!"

Well, soon, both of them started singing. "I hate chopsticks yes I do! I hate chopsticks so do you!" The both laughed hysterically and the others sweatdropped big time, along with a couple of eye twitches. But all and all it was an amusing dinner until Heero got a little annoyed of their little song and their closeness.

"Would you two please be quiet!"

"Iie, Heero," Duo laughed.

"Omae o Korosu!" he snapped, pulling out his gun.

"Jesus Heero, chill!"

Heero did no such thing. He still held his gun to the two of them. Chris finally let her nerves settle that she was being held at gunpoint and pulled out the mysterious flower that she always seems to have (or will! ^-^) and stuck it in the barrel of Heero’s gun. Well, that didn’t blow over to well with Heero who now had the gun firmly pressed against her forehead.

"What is so special about you," he growled, in a whisper, across the table, to her so that only she could hear.

"I don’t know… what about you?"

"I hold the gun."

"And I hold his hand."

"Nani?!"

Heero diverted his eyes from hers and looked down at her hand. She had a firm grip on Duo’s hand and he seemed to be squeezing back. Heero narrowed his cobalt eyes and glared at her. She simply stared at him, lavender eyes bright yet threatening. Heero slowly pulled back on the trigger.

"Damnit Heero!" Duo yelled, swatting the gun away from Chris’s head. ‘Bang!’ the bullet shot threw the wooden wall of the house and let the sun seep into the dark room. They all stared at each other before Chris sunk back into her seat and Duo started to yell.

"God damnit, Heero! You could have killed her! K’so, you bastered! What do you think you were doing!?"

"Trying to kill her."

"What the fuck for!?"

Heero simply shrugged and started to walk away, but not before Duo grabbed his arm, still trying to talk/ yell at him.

"Heero! Answer me! What the hell were you trying to kill her for?!"

Heero turned around and pulled his arm from Duo’s grip and punched him in the jaw. Everyone gasped as Heero started to walk away and Duo was attempting to recover. He then jumped Heero and knocked him to the ground, tried to beat the shit out of him. Trowa and Wufei ran over to the two wrestling on the floor trying to kill each other and attempted to separate them.

They did, eventually, and Heero walked off to the bedroom and Duo stomped off outside. Chris stared into Quatre’s aqua eyes as he held her at bay. She wriggled out of his grip and walked after Heero. Now she was either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. Either one, she was bound to be hurt, or was she?