"I could have sworn humans liked Willie Nelson . . ."
As they climbed into the car once more, Heero was thinking hentai thoughts and wondering about...some...things...
Trowa was wondering who the heck the guys in the ponchos were. Then he thought of the strength of Heero's arms when he jumped onto him and blushed. Heero smirked at the sight and "casually" dropped an arm around Trowa's shoulders. The boy jerked at the touch and he almost drove the car off the road again, his eyes wide and his face completely red. Heero smirked again.
'Nert. Nert. NERT!' Trowa thought frantically, 'He's...his ARM'S around me! What to do, what to do!? Nert!'
"Sorry to interrupt this mushy moment, but we have a singing telegram for one Trowa Barton!"
Again, Trowa nearly drove off the road as the two guys from the restaurant appeared in his back seat. This time it was both from surprise and the fact that he couldn't see through the cloud of sulfurous smoke. Heero growled, reaching over the back of his seat and grabbing the front of Duo's toga thing.
"Duo. What do you WANT?" he demanded.
End of Pt. 12
**Wolf**
Nert is MY word!! XD
(:./babaca/rr12)
