Thanx for all the feedback I got on this one. As per request, here is the next segment. Enjoy. Standard disclaimers. I own none of this. Yaoi implications. No hair was actually harmed in the making of this fic. "Change" Chapter 2 After the incident, the boys had hastily departed the room. Duo was left to his typing once again. Flashbacks muddled through the boy's head. Visions of a dark cell and a lone spotlight muddled back and forth with a creepy voice. One phrase in particular repeat itself, "You'll be fun to break." The phrase echoed through the boys mind repeatedly. The other piolets all gathered back in the meeting room. For a while, they all just sat there in shock. Finally, Quatre broke the silence with, "Maybe someone should just ask him what's bothering him?" "Have fun Quatre," Trowa replied. "Hey, how did I get volunteered for this?" "It was your idea." "Oh yeah? Well, I think Heero should do it. He is the one who shares a room with him." Heero almost facefaultered for the second time that day. "No." "Oh, come on Heero." "No. Make Wufei do it." "Injustice! I hardly know him!" "Trowa?" "No." Meanwhile, Duo had run out of computer work and was now cleaning and organizing every weapon he could find when he heard what distinctly sounded like a brawl happening in the hallway. He rose to his feet and opened the door to see Heero, Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei in a quite heated brawl right outside his door. Everyone froze in place as the door opened. Heero hit Quatre in the shoulder, getting a dirty look from Trowa. "Umm........ ano........ Is... s...something bothering.... bothering you, Duo?" Quatre asked with a huge grin and sweatdrop. Duo slammed the door, almost knocking it off its hinges. "I'll... uh... take that as a yes." Quatre whispered. Uhhh..... come on guys. I too looooove Duo's long hair and would never ever want anything to happen to it. I have yelled at my friends for cutting their hair off short before. This is just for ‘shock effect' in one fic. Duo: "Sure it is. Don't touch my hair, Baka!!!" *Duo pummels plude into the ground.* plude: "Hey, I have long hair too you know." Duo: "You're just jealous because mine is longer." plude: "*sigh*"