27-Jul-2004
Title: Much Ado About...
Author: KwyckSylver
Disclaimer: GW and it's characters do not belong to me nor do I make money off them. It is the property of Bandai, Sunrise and Sotsu Agency.
Setup: It's a drabble suggestion by Babaca, she chose the title and it had to contain the line "sneaky bastard, you call that stealth?" with perhaps a bit of Duo/Trowa flirting thrown in. It's not officially a drabble since it's over 100 words.
It's a totally AU version of what happens in EW after Heero has left the control room, leaving Trowa behind with a supposedly unconscious Duo draped across his shoulder. Imagine, if you will, that Trowa has convinced Dekim's men everything is under control and he doesn't need their help.
Duo waited until Dekim's men had left the room.
"Sneaky bastard, you call that stealth?" he said as he squirmed off Trowa's shoulder and on to his feet. "You were feeling me up."
"I was not," Trowa answered softly as he handed Duo a pistol, "Your hip bones are sharp, they were digging in my shoulder, I was merely trying to get comfortable."
"Yeah right, the only thing moving was your hand up my thigh," Duo said as he positioned himself at the side of the door, "Admit it Barton, you've got the hots for my bony ass."
"Duo, this is not the time or the place," Trowa said, taking his place behind him. "Now be ready on the count of three, I'll cover you. One, two, three."
"Don't think you're getting out of it that easily," Duo yelled as he began sprinting down the corridor.
"I should hope not. I'd hate to think you *were* easy," Trowa said as he followed a few seconds later.
Duo almost skidded to a halt, "I heard that. And I'm *not* easy."
"So you're telling me you're hard?" Trowa asked as they reached the intersecting hallway. They took their places at opposite sides of the opening, peeking around to see if there was anyone there. They each gave the other an 'all clear' signal and cautiously entered.
"I guess that's just something you'll have to find out for yourself," Duo said with a broad grin then hushed as they heard footsteps. They both pulled back in to the shadows and waited for things to get quiet again.
"Mission accepted," Trowa smirked.
The End
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