Standard Disclaimer... not mine. Theirs. I'm poor... dun sue. All you'd get is my bunny slippers.
 
This is absolute siliness, and probably not all that funny to boot... I just HAD to do this for BonVon... *gryn*

 

 

Scrunched... by RavynFyre

 


Duo glanced up from his manga as he heard the door open and then shut again with a soft click. Heero strode into their shared living room with a couple of sacks balanced in his arms, and a strange, almost predatory glint in his eyes. An involuntary shiver ran down Duo's spine at that... It always meant some sort of trouble when Heero got that look in his eyes. The FUN sort of trouble.

Heero strode into their kitchen; Duo could hear him putting groceries away. With a sigh, Duo hopped up out of the couch's embrace and sauntered into the kitchen to give his lover a hand.

"Ohayo, Hee-chan," he chirped cheerfully.

Heero made a show of eyeing the clock, which quite plainly displayed a late afternoon time.

"Maybe for you," he replied with a snort, "Some of us have been up since... before lunch?"

Duo grinned and poked his nose into one of the sacks, snooping unrepentantly.

"Aa. You kept me up late last night," he answered with a leer.

Heero snorted and tossed a small, plastic wrapped package at the braided pilot. Duo caught it effortlessly, and peered at it in confusion.

"What... Are these?"

"Scrunchies."

"Scrunchies?"

"Scrunchies. You were complaining about keeping your hair out of your face last night..."

"You were listening?" Duo asked incredulously.

Heero just gave him an unreadable look.

"Jaa.... Umm... Aren't these for... girls?" Duo asked warily as Heero finished putting the last of the food away.

Heero's only response was a wicked little smirk.

"Heero? Hee-chan? Umm.. What are you... What are you thinking about?"

"That's why I got you this," Heero replied, holding up something he'd taken from the last sack before he'd tossed it away.

Duo's face scrunched up. He peered at the scrap of black silk and white lace, trying to decipher it. After a moment, his brain started to make sense of the curves and cut of the cloth.

Heero watched the almost horrified look cross his lover's face before he advanced on Duo with the VERY skimpy French Maid costume.

"Heh... Umm... That's... for... me?"

Heero pounced on Duo, who let out a very startled "EEP!"

The apartment was filled with the sounds of boyish laughter, ripping plastic, and wicked chuckles.

"Oi! Hee-chan! I don't think those scrunchie things go ther- hmm.... nevermind...."
 
~owari~
 
Sorry everyone... this was stupid, pointless, and not all that humerous... but I HAD to write it... *giggle* Dun kill me Von!
~RavynFyre~
 




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