"It was Wufei! Wufei did it!" Duo shrieked before Quatre had even spoken the name. Wufei stared agape at the long-haired American.
"Come and get it!" he screamed, running at the Chinese pilot. In seconds, he had one arm around his chest and his braid around Wufe'’s neck. The Chinese pilot made a strange strangled noise, then went limp.
Duo stepped away from the dead pilot, chest heaving. Finally, Quatre asked the question they'd all been wondering.
"How did you know?" he asked in amazement.
"I know," Duo said, not turning around, "because I helped him."
Quatre stared at Trowa, his eyes transfixed in horror on his mouth which was moving slowly, forming words...
"Shall we?" he asked, turning to gaze predatorily at Duo. Duo's eyes widened in fear, and he slowly began to back away.
"Can't we talk about this?" he squeaked. "Guys? Guys--ack!"
In seconds he was dead.
"Ninmu kanryo," the two remaining pilots chanted together, then toasted each other with the wine of Duo's blood. "You can come out now, Heero." A slight figure emerged, his head slightly bowed just enough to hide the slight smile that was fast spreading over his face.
"That potion's (1) effects lasted longer than I thought they would," he said sadly. "It's a good thing you heard that they were going to kill me, or else I really would have been dead!" Heero joined their toast, their laughter ringing out throughout the apartment...
The End
-(1) Think Romeo and Juliet.
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