06-Sep-2001
Title: Manroot
Quatre stared at the collection of needles of varying sizes and shivered slightly, "I'm really not sure about this acupuncture stuff, Trowa."
"It's supposed to help you relax," Trowa told the blonde pilot as he took a sip out of his green tea.
"And improve your libido," Heero added with a straight face, also taking a drink from his cup.
The elderly Asian acupuncturist smiled toothily at the smooth-skinned Arabian boy, "It's been done thousands of years. It will make you feel better, guaranteed."
"I guess so," Quatre reluctantly laid back down on his stomach, exposing his pale back to the acupuncturist, "So where is Wufei? He was the one who dragged us down here anyway."
"I believe Duo is taking him to a massage parlor of some kind," Trowa answered.
"Why is it that he gets a massage and I get needles?" Quatre asked with a frown as the first of the needle went inside his back. Though it was surprisingly painless, Quatre would still have preferred a massage.
"In any case, I thought Wufei came here to look for something that was supposed to be edible that would help him meditate," Quatre continued as four more needles went inside his body.
"I believe Mr.Chang was asking me where to get... what was the word he used..." the Asian acupuncturist answered as he inserted a needle into Quatre's ear. "Oh yes... manroot."
Heero chocked and Trowa spit a mouthful of tea on to the ground.
"WHAT?!" Quatre stood up sharply, looking very much like a startled porcupine.
"Where would Wufei have learned... such colorful language?" Quatre asked as he slowly laid back down again remembering the needles in him.
"I believe he came up with it himself," the acupuncturist answered, "Mr.Maxwell has decided to take him to an establishment that offers... manroot."
"Maxwell took Wufei to a male brothel?" Heero was looking more and more like his tea.
"I believe so..."
"Which one?!" Heero demanded.
"It's on the corner of Bush and Grant," before the acupuncturist could finish, Heero was out of the door. Trowa quickly followed. After an exasperated growl, Quatre started to follow them both while the confused acupuncturist struggled to take out all of his needles quickly.
"You are sure this place offers manroot, Maxwell?" Wufei asked while a red-haired boy massaged his back.
"Yeah, I'm sure of it!" Duo eyed his own masseuse, "I didn't know you were into that kind of stuff, Wufei. I mean Heero is pretty exclusive, but he has more than enough manroot for me, and if you really want to eat some manroot, I'm sure we can arrange something."
"Are you sure Heero will allow me to eat his manroot? They are quite expensive to buy off the streets, especially in the colonies..." Wufei stopped talking when he realized that Duo was trying to suppress laughter.
"What is it Maxwell?" Wufei demanded.
"I just didn't think you'd be open to talking about this sort of stuff," Duo smirked.
"Why shouldn't I be open to..." Before Wufei could finish, the boy who had been massaging him took off his robe, and he was now standing in front of Wufei in all his glory.
As Heero, Quatre, and Trowa approached the Massage parlor interestingly called the Boa Constrictor of Love, they heard the unmistakably scream of Wufei.
"MAXWELL!!!!!"
~Owari
Ginseng a valued Chinese herb that is supposed to be good for the body and mind. When translated literally into English, it is called Human Root, or Man Root...
(:./draco/manroot)
