NOTE: Okay, Maynard,
Ask and ye shall receive!
We last stopped with:
Trowa had almost forgotten about the other demon in the backseat, the quiet blond that looked more like an angel than even Heero . . . even if he sang like a choked canary."We could ask you the same, Heero. So tell us . . . why have you shown yourself?"
"Actually I would like to know the answer to that question myself," a deep melodious voice said, as a vision that could only be described as a blond god was perched on the hood of Trowa's car.
This time Trowa couldn't control the car, all these random celestials popping up out of nowhere was driving him crazy. The car skidded out of control and headed for a telephone pole.
The blond adonis merely raised his hand and the car stopped before it hit the pole, then for good measure he cut the engine off.
Trowa blinked up at the tall beautiful angel? Demon? "Who are you?" he managed to stutter out, trying not to drool at the sight before him. Heero was gorgeous but this man, umm... angel ... um whatever was the kind of being that sonnets were written about.
Heero noticing the flushed face of his fantasy and realizing the man was flushed for the being in front of him answered. "That's Zechs, we work together sometimes."
"Hey Sexy," Duo purred from the backseat.
Zechs ignored Duo's comment and merely looked directly at Heero. "So Heero, why did you show yourself to this human?"
"My n-name is Trowa," Trowa stammered out, turning beet red and trying to ignore the raging hard-on that was forming.
Duo leaned forward to whisper in Trowa's ear, "He has that effect on everyone. Ain't it cool?"
End of Pt. 14
NEXT!
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