The braided-one-who-was-trying-to-hide-the-fact-that-he-had-a-braid cast one sidelong look at his still drooling partner, shrugged, then grinned. He tapped suggestively on his guitar case. "Anyone for a song?"
Heero glared, suddenly recognizing their intruders.
'...damn Quatre and Duo,' he thought. However, he didn't know what they wanted yet, so he shrugged.
"Sure. John Denver's 'Annie's Song', please," he requested, knowing that even if Duo was demented and annoying, he had a damn good voice. Duo winked at Quatre and they struck up a cord. Unfortunately, Heero THOUGHT Duo would sing and Quatre would play the guitar, but instead QUATRE sang and DUO played the guitar. The result was some off-key chords accompanied by a thin, reedy alto that wobbled and cracked on high notes. Wincing, Heero offered Trowa his hand.
"Would you like to dance?" he asked. Trowa immediately blushed, but accepted his hand anyway. As he rose from the table, he didn't notice Quatre slip something from under his poncho and jab him in the butt with it.
End of Pt. 9
**Wolf**
(:./babaca/rr9)
