NOTE: rite.. my 1st ever attempt in fanfiction.. so pls dun flame mi if u guys dun like it =P... Chy sorry never let u proofread 1st but u seem sooo bz lately!!
Trowa pulled Heero to him for another passion-filled kiss. 'What could be better than this?' he asked himself."You know it's rather rude to pop off like that," a sarcastic voice said.
Heero raised his eyes a little, glaring at Duo and Quatre who's intrusion interrupted his "important business" at hand.
"Omae o Korosu," he mouthed to the two of them as he unzipped Trowa's jeans. Pushing both his jeans and white cotton underwear down, Heero held his breath at the sight of the perfection of Trowa's manhood, piercing the air, standing tall and proud in front of him.
"erm.. Heero... we've... got company," Trowa mumbled breathlessly when he finally caught sight of the intruders in his passion filled daze.
"Ignore them," Heero whispered into Trowa's ear as he tongued his earlobe, hand lightly caressing his manhood, causing him to moan with pleasure.
Duo, with his wig and all, stood staring, eyes wide open when he finally took in the scene before him.
"Looks like we are a second too late Q man!!" Duo turned as he addressed the blonde who is "supposed to be" standing beside him.....
"Q.....?? Oh no....."
A red faced Quatre has already made his way towards the pair looking as if he was about to blow...
*In a distant country known as Queersland, Mount Quatre erupted*
Heero slowly eyed Quatre as he stormed over, lifting his arms and putting a stop to his movements. Quatre winced as he felt a sudden tightening of the surrounding air.
"Heero?" Trowa felt a sudden distraction in Heero's caresses and turned just in time to see a meatpie flying straight towards his face.
*SPLAT* meatsauce dripped all over Trowa's face as the crust made its way down to his naked body.
"Oh sorry, my aim's a bit off," Quatre said sarcastically through clenched teeth.
Heero decided it was time he declare war on the two of them. If there's one way he can obtain Trowa to himself and get some peace and quiet, a war shall be it. He conjured two gigantic cream puffs and flung the puffs towards the two of them.
Very soon, a food fight broke out with an extremely naked Trowa standing in the middle of the cabin feeling extremely lost and out of place.
"ENOUGH!!!" a booming voice declared as Zechs manifested in the cabin, looming above all of them.
Trowa immediately felt his manhood react to the sexy angel floating above them. "Oh God... what's next...??" he wondered as he tried to suppress his hard on.
"This is getting extremely out of hand... ALL OF YOU... are going back to Zeanoid with me... NOW!!!" Zechs roared.
With that command, all the four angels disappeared into nothingness. A voice that sounded suspiciously like Heero's was then projected from the empty air. "I'll be back..."
Trowa stood pitifully in the centre of the cabin, still extremely naked. He has been pelted with all the food that was flying around the room just minutes ago. Cream, meat sauce, jelly and many other unidentified substance dripped off him. A cold breeze blew through the cabin.
"Oh and I forgotten to teleport you as well," A sexy voice cooed in Trowa's ear. Hands appeared from nowhere and began to stroke his lower abdomen, mixing the residue of the food fight with teasing fingers.
Trowa gave up trying to figure out what's going on anymore.
Zechs emerged from behind Trowa and gave his chest a long lingering lick. "hm... this tastes... interesting........"
End of Pt. 17
borrowing Maynard's bell...
*BANG BANG BANG* NEXXXXXXXXXTTTTT!!!!!
hee hee heee.... #dun flame mi hor!! ;P#
Aramis
(:./babaca/rr17)
