Teena: Konnichiwa, minna-san. This is an idea Duo dropped in my lap right in the middle of working on another fic. I refused to start in on it til I finished what I was already doing. Isn't everyone proud of me? Duo: Couldn't just take the idea and run with it, noooo, had to finish that blasted 13x1 first. Teena: It's called ethics. I already had three GW fics on my desk, not to mention what I'm working on for my other two fave animes. Now that I've got UD cleared away, though, I feel free to start on this. Do the disclaimer, Duo. Duo: Right, right. GW is not hers, she does not own any of the characters, etc... Thank God. Teena: Oi! Read from the cue cards! No ad-libbing! Duo: GW belongs to Bandai or some such, and she isn't making any money off this fic. Don't sue her, she's broke. Changed Minds Up in the clouds, an invisible figure with near-omnipotent powers floated. She grinned down at the small cabin that was the current safehouse of four of the Gundam pilots. An evil gleam lit her eyes, and she gestured casually towards the cabin. Smiling smugly, the girl sat back to wait for morning, when the REAL fun would begin. Duo woke up slowly, with a huge yawn. He climbed out of bed, stretching as he stood up. He noted hazily that his head felt awfully light, but shrugged it off as he entered the bathroom. Splashing some cold water on his face, he headed downstairs in search of some coffee. God, he hated mornings. When he wandered into the kitchen, he saw the blonde pilot of Sandrock sitting at the table. A wide yawn split his face, and he mumbled, "Ohayo, Quatre." Not noticing the surprised look Quatre gave him, Duo went over to the counter and poured himself some coffee. Dumping three heaping spoons of sugar in, he stirred it, then downed half the mug in one go. As the coffee did it's job and woke him up, he turned around to look at Quatre. This time, he noticed the other boy's expression. "Nani? Something wrong, Quatre?" Quatre blinked, then shook his head hesitantly. "I, um, no, nothing's wrong. Are you feeling okay?" "Me? I'm feeling great. Never better." Duo's brow furrowed a bit. "Which, actually, is kinda weird. I should be at least a LITTLE sore after last night. Why do you ask? "Well, you, you're..." Quatre's voice trailed off, as his confused look grew more pronounced. Duo rolled his eyes, grinning a little. Quatre sure was acting strange today. "I'm what? Unbelievably good-looking? Incredibly skilled? The best pilot here? What?" Quatre's face went from confused to shocked. "You... don't seem quite yourself." Duo blinked at him. "Huh? Not myself? Who else should I be? Saaa, maybe if I look in a mirror, I'll be able to figure out what you think is wrong with me." With that, he bounced out into the hall, where there was a full- length mirror. He looked into it. A moment later, Duo's scream shook the house. Up in the sky, the aforementioned nearly omnipotent being snickered. In the bedroom, the scream woke Heero up and brought him to his feet, gun in hand. Ever observant, he almost immediately noted several physical anomalies. First, his head felt heavy, like something was hanging from it. Second, his balance was off, probably due to whatever was on his head. Third, he felt sore, but there was no reason for it. A split-second later, Heero ran for the door, all three facts pushed to the back of his mind, to be examined when the present crisis had passed. He quickly reached the kitchen. Entering, he saw Quatre standing at the opening to the hall, cautiously peeking out. Heero quietly came up behind him, then laid a hand on his shoulder, making the young blonde jump. "Quatre. What's going on? Who screamed?" Quatre looked at him, wide-eyed, then pointed into the hall. "He did." Heero frowned, then stepped out into the hall. The person standing in front of the mirror, staring at it in horror, spun around. It was himself! Whoever this was, the person looked just like him. The imposter looked him up and down, and his jaw dropped. This double looked like him, but it certainly didn't act like him. Heero raised his gun, and pointed it at the other. In the background, Heero vaguely registered the fact that Quatre had followed him out, and was now looking back and forth between him and his double, with a look of absolute shock on his face. Heero didn't take his eyes off the imposter, however, and his aim with the gun was unwavering. "Who are you?" The other boy grinned, a disturbingly familiar grin. "I'm me. Anou... you haven't looked in a mirror yet this morning, have you?" "What does that have to do with anything? Answer my question. Who are you?" "I told you, I'm me. A better question would be, who are YOU? Just look in the mirror, okay? You're gonna get a shock." With that, the imposter moved away from the mirror, opening a path for Heero. Never taking his eyes or his gun off his double, Heero walked over. Training the gun firmly on the other boy, Heero looked in the mirror. However, it wasn't his reflection that looked back at him. It was Duo's. The gun fell to the floor. "What the hell?!" The other boy snickered. "You get it now? I run, I hide, but I never lie..." "Duo?" "The one and only." Heero frowned at his lookalike... no, at DUO. Who happened to be in Heero's body. "That is not funny in the least. This is a serious situation." Duo shrugged at him. "No shit, Sherlock. But we don't know what caused this OR how to reverse it, so we might as well have fun with it." "You would say that." At this point, both boys were startled by a loud question. "Would one of you PLEASE tell me what's going on?" Quatre was extremely confused. From the moment Heero had come downstairs, Quatre had felt that something wasn't right. That feeling had only increased when Heero started talking. He'd been downright friendly. Then, he'd looked into the mirror, and screamed. Heero NEVER screamed. After that, things had gotten weirder. Duo had come down, and he'd been quiet. He had actually managed to sneak up on Quatre. Plus, he'd been openly wielding a gun. And the look on his face... Now, the two were having the ODDEST conversation. He didn't like interrupting, but he really wanted to know what was happening. Heero and Duo turned to face him, putting aside their argument. Heero actually WINKED at him, then gave him a thumbs up. "Something really weird, Q-man. Gomen, but that's about all we know." Quatre's eyes widened. HEERO had called him Q-man? Something was very wrong here. Duo turned to glare at Heero, smacking him on the head. "Baka. You're confusing him, and it's on purpose, too, isn't it? Stop playing games. Tell him." "Tell me what? Why are you two acting so strange?" Heero grinned at him. "We aren't acting strange. We're acting just the way we always do. See, I'm not Heero. I'm Duo. Somehow, we switched bodies during the night. Weird, ne?" Quatre stared at the two, things clicking into place. His uchuu no kokoro told him that what he heard was truth. It explained all the apparently strange behavior. Quatre focused on the braided pilot. "Then... Heero?" Duo... no, HEERO, nodded calmly. Quatre felt his knees getting wobbly. This was... Well, at risk of sounding like Duo, this was freaky. "What... what happened?" Du... Heero raised an eyebrow. "We don't know. We woke up this morning, and we were like this." Quatre whimpered. "This is awful. I hope Trowa gets back soon." Duo looked surprised. He ran a hand through his new, short hair, as he spoke. "Yeah, where IS Trowa, anyway? I sorta half-noticed he was missin', but I was... uh, distracted." "He went into town to pick up supplies. We're starting to run low on some things." "Hn. How long will he be gone?" Heero picked up his dropped gun, went to tuck it somewhere, then realized he didn't HAVE anywhere to tuck it, and simply held onto it. Quatre thought about the question. "Well, he left not long before... Duo came down, and the town IS quite some distance. He probably won't be back for several hours." "Great! That'll give us some time to get used to this before we haveta try'n explain it to Trowa." Quatre realized that Duo had a point. It was best to work something out before trying to explain it to someone. Heero walked over and laid his gun down on a side table. "Agreed. Oh, and Duo..." "Yeah?" "We should probably go get dressed." Quatre giggled as Duo turned red, obviously only now realizing that he and Heero were still in their nightshirts. A second later, Duo paled, and his eyes got very wide. "Oh, man. Heero, please tell me you have some normal clothes. I am NOT wearin' those spandex shorts." Heero shrugged and started back up to their room, braid swinging behind him. Duo stuck his tongue out and followed. When they left earshot, Quatre started laughing, and slid down the wall to sit on the floor. He didn't want to make light of his friends' problem, but their situation was quite amusing. Upstairs, Heero and Duo reached their room, and immediately started going through each other's closets. Heero found a pair of black leather pants, and put them on, along with one of Duo's white shirts. After a diligent search, Duo managed to find a pair of jeans, which he donned with a sigh of relief. He quickly shrugged into one of Heero's green tank tops, and turned to face his already dressed partner. "Now what, koi?" "Now I am going to send a message to Doctor J, telling him what's happened to us. He might be able to find a way to switch us back. Even if he can't, he'll need to know why we can't go on any missions with our Gundams." With that, Heero headed down to the living room, Duo tagging along behind him, as per usual. Duo watched the braid, HIS braid, as it moved from side to side behind Heero. Suddenly, he grinned evilly, then, quick as a flash, Duo reached out, snagged the braid, and yanked on it. Heero's fist slashed back, and Duo ducked quickly, expecting it. He grinned as Heero turned to glare at him, then winked. "Now you know what it feels like." "Baka. I could've hurt you." "Nah, I know you too well. I saw that coming a mile away. 'Sides, your bod has good reflexes." Heero sighed quietly, turned, and went into the living room. He quickly booted up his laptop, then typed up and sent off an email to Dr. J explaining their situation. As he was finishing up, Quatre walked in, blinked, and said, "Duo, should you be...?" The blonde Arabian stopped, then flushed as Duo and Heero turned to give him identical raised eyebrows. "Right, gomen, Heero. I forgot." Heero simply shrugged and went back to work. Duo chuckled, shaking his head. "S'okay, Quatre. I'd forget, too, but I've got this reminder right in front of me." "Still..." "Don't worry about it, man. This whole deal is enough to confuse anybody." Heero finished what he was doing, then shut down his computer and stood up. "Dr. J says he's never heard of anything like this happening before. He and the other scientists are going to start research and see if they can find out anything. Until then, you and I are on the inactive list." "Sugoi! A vacation! Finally!" Duo pumped a fist into the air, grinning hugely. Heero glared at him. "This is not a vacation." "Will we be going on any missions?" "No." "Will we be training?" "No." "Will I be working?" "Knowing you, probably not." "Then it's a vacation." Heero opened his mouth to refute Duo's statement, then realized that he had a point. Heero closed his mouth and frowned. Duo grinned. "Got you, didn't I? It's a vacation." Heero reluctantly admitted that it did have certain vacation-like qualities. "Well, then, let's do vacation stuff. Who's up for cards?" When Trowa got back an hour and a half later, he walked in to see Duo, Heero, and Quatre seated around the kitchen table, playing gin rummy. He shrugged and went to put the groceries away. As he walked into the kitchen, the three looked up. Quatre and Heero waved hello, and Trowa blinked. Why had HEERO waved hello? Duo frowned at Heero, who winced. Quatre put one hand over his eyes, sighing. Trowa watched this byplay without expression, but he was concerned about Heero and Duo's unusual behavior. Quatre stood up and walked over to Trowa. Taking his hand, the young blonde led Trowa over to the table and gently pushed him down into a chair. "Trowa, there's something we need to tell you. It concerns Heero and Duo." "What is it?" Heero and Duo exchanged looks. Heero smiled wickedly. "I told Quatre, you have to tell Trowa." "Fine. Trowa, Duo and I switched bodies during the night." Trowa's visible eye widened. Had Duo finally gone over the edge into insanity? But, it did explain the odd behavior of both of them. He looked over at Quatre, who nodded. Obviously, he believed the story. Trowa decided to believe ...Heero until and unless his story was proven false. "Do you know what caused it?" Duo answered with a shrug. "Haven't got a clue. Hee-chan and me woke up this morning, and here we were." Heero glared at him. "Don't call me that, Duo." Duo just stuck his tongue out at Heero and ignored him. Sitting back down at the table, Duo picked up his cards. "You wanna play, Trowa? We can start a new game, no biggie. Me'n Heero are on vacation 'til this gets fixed." "Vacation?" Trowa asked quietly. "Duo and I have been taken off active duty until our situation is resolved. He insists on referring to it as a vacation." "It IS a vacation, Heero. Have you ever had a vacation in your life?" "No." "Oh, man, Heero, you don't know what you've been missin'! Why don't we..." "No." "You don't even know what I was gonna suggest!" "It doesn't matter. Whatever it was, we aren't going to." "Spoilsport." Heero ignored the pouting Duo, walking over to his laptop and starting it up. He sat down and started working, tuning out Duo's complaints. For Trowa, that settled it. They were telling the truth. Only Heero could focus that completely. He looked over at Quatre, who looked back. His blonde angel was obviously worried about their friends. Trowa was worried, too, but he didn't show it. Standing up, Trowa decided to do something to take Quatre's mind off this. "Quatre, why don't we go for a walk? We could pack some food and have a picnic, just the two of us." Quatre beamed at him, and a small smile quirked Trowa's lips. "That's a wonderful idea, Trowa! Heero, Duo, you guys don't mind, do you?" Heero just grunted in reply, Duo grinned and waved a hand aimlessly. "Nah, go ahead. Take your time, have some fun. We'll be fine." As Trowa started preparing food, Quatre became a whirlwind of activity, gathering everything else the two would need. As he finished, Quatre tossed some lube into the basket with a wicked smile. Just in case. The two packed up the food and left, with a last glance at the two mind- switched pilots, each engrossed in their customary pursuits. Heero was working on his laptop, and Duo was looking over his shoulder and trying to distract him. Trowa and Quatre exchanged looks, shrugged, and walked off. About half an hour later, Heero looked up from his laptop. For some reason, even though Duo had given up and wandered off, Heero was having trouble concentrating. He shut down his laptop, stood up, and went looking for Duo. Heero found the other boy in the living room, sprawled across the sofa, watching TV. Duo looked up, saw him, and grinned. "Hi, Heero. You finished fast, I figured you'd be on that thing for an hour, minimum." "I couldn't concentrate," Heero replied absently. He realized he was staring at Duo, and frowned. "YOU couldn't concentrate? How weird is that? Ya know, I've been a lot less flighty than usual. That's weird, too." Things clicked into place in Heero's head. "K'so! Duo, your body is a lot more hormonal than mine. That's why I can't concentrate. I'm not used to it!" "So that's why I'm calmer, huh?" Duo sat up, streching sinuously. Heero caught himself staring again and scowled, deliberately looking away. Duo caught it and grinned. He knew that stare. Usually it was him doing the staring, right before jumping Heero. Duo got up off the couch and sauntered over to his lover, smiling evilly. "Problem, Heero?" Heero's head jerked up and around to look at Duo, and he growled. "Duo. You know damn good and well what my problem is, or you wouldn't look like that." "True. So, you gonna do something about it?" Duo grinned as Heero's eyes widened. Heero frowned at Duo, then gave up and yanked the other pilot closer, kissing him passionately. It felt a little odd for both of them, after all, in a way, they were kissing themselves, but they got over it very quickly. Duo wrapped his arms around Heero, returning the kiss with enthusiasm. When the two boys pulled back, both were gasping for breath. Heero latched onto Duo's arm and started dragging him upstairs, grumbling quietly. "K'so, I had NO idea I was this sexy... Doesn't help any that you still MOVE the way you did in your own body... Like a hungry cat or something." Heero tugged Duo into their bedroom, and Duo quickly shut the door behind them, just in case Quatre and Trowa came back some time soon. As soon as he had done this, Heero pulled him into another kiss. Duo decided he rather liked that Heero was taking the initiative for once, even if it WAS only because Duo's body tended to be enthusiastic about sex. Duo opened his mouth, and the kiss deepened. Tongues tangled and explored. It went on for a while. Finally, the two broke apart, panting. Duo tilted his head, looking thoughtful. "Oi, Heero, who's gonna be on top?" Heero gave him a perplexed look. "Since when is that question necessary?" "Since we switched bodies. 'Sides, you should be more open to new experiences. See how the other half lives, an' all that." Heero waved a hand at himself and Duo meaningfully. "This isn't a new experience?" "Well, yeah, but that's not what I meant. You never know, you might like it," Duo wheedled. Heero gave him a Look. But Duo had an ace up his sleeve. "I mean it. I have a better reason, though." Heero eyed his lover suspiciously. "That better reason is...?" Duo smiled smugly. "You're in my body, and my body's more used to it. What if we go ahead like normal, and wake up in our own bodies again? You'll be sore as hell, 'cause it'll have been the first time for your body." "I don't care about pain." "So what? You don't enjoy it, either. You'll be stiff, too. That could impair your performance." Heero scowled. Duo had a point. Again. He seemed to be making a habit of it. "Fine. You win. This is only while I'm in your body, though." "Honto ni?" "Hai." Duo grinned and picked Heero up, ignoring his protest. He chuckled. "I could get used to this." Carrying Heero over to the bed, he put the other boy down on it, then laid down next to him. "Just trust me, okay, Heero? I'll make sure you enjoy this." With that, Duo kissed Heero quite thoroughly, taking his breath away. "You don't have a thing to worry about." Heero gasped as Duo's hand trailed down his chest, outlining the muscles through his shirt. Duo started unbuttoning the shirt, kissing the revealed skin lightly as each button gave way. A thought occured to Duo, and he acted on it, testing. Moving up, Duo kissed a line along Heero's jaw, then ran his tongue over the contours of Heero's ear, nibbling lightly at the earlobe. Heero gasped again, and squirmed slightly. Duo smirked. So, the weak spots depended on the body, not the mind. Well, Duo knew very well what his body liked. Duo slipped the shirt off Heero, and tossed it to one side. Sliding down, Duo put his mouth over one nipple, sucking gently, and swirling his tongue around the hardened nub. Heero let out a small moan, and started tugging at the tank top Duo was wearing. Duo sat up and pulled off the top, then started unfastening Heero's pants. Heero started to return the favor, but Duo smacked his hands gently. "Nuh-uh. You agreed, so we're doing this MY way." Heero frowned, but the frown melted away into a shiver as Duo leaned down to nip and lick at the juncture of neck and shoulder. Duo felt the shiver and smiled against his lover's warm skin. Yes, the weak spots definitely depended on the body. Duo finished unfastening Heero's pants, and pulled them off, Heero lifting his hips to make it easier. Duo trailed a hand down to Heero's hip, then his touch firmed, gently massageing the taut muscle. Leaning down with a smile, Duo enveloped Heero's shaft with his mouth. Heero moaned softly, and shifted. Duo tapped him sharply, telling him without words to stay still. Duo's tongue teased Heero's erect member, swirling around the tip and down the sides. He started to suck gently, and Heero made an inarticulate sound of need. Duo chuckled mentally and continued with his sweet torture, as Heero arched upward, calling out his lover's name. Duo easily adjusted to Heero's movement, relaxing his throat muscles to accomodate Heero's length. As he continued to... distract Heero, Duo tugged the tube of lubricant out of it's place under the mattress, and coated his fingers. Carefully, Duo drove Heero up to just short of climax, then kept him there, enjoying the small mewling noises his lover was making. After a moment, Duo decided to stop playing, and carefully inserted one finger into Heero's opening. Unaccustomed to such an invasion, Heero stiffened for a moment, but soon relaxed again, under Duo's expert ministrations. When Duo decided Heero was ready, he slipped in a second finger, slowly stretching the tight ring of muscle. Then a third, Duo was determined that this experience be as painless as possible for Heero, so he spent extra time and care on the preparation. Soon, Heero was writhing under him, all pretense of control abandoned as he pushed further onto Duo's intrusive fingers. Duo knew that Heero was ready, and he had done all he could. He removed his fingers, smiling as Heero whimpered in protest. Duo quickly shucked his own pants. Liberally spreading the lube on his own hard shaft, Duo then slowly slid into Heero, giving him time to adjust to the new feeling. Heero's breath hissed out at the quick flash of pain, but it was quickly forgotten as Duo began to move inside him. Suddenly, Heero gasped as Duo hit something inside him that sent pleasure strobing across his senses. As Duo continued to thrust, hitting that spot again and again, a long, low moan of pure ecstasy escaped Heero's lips. Duo smiled at the sound, and threw away his own control, speeding up, pushing deeper into Heero's warm heat. One of his hands reached down to curl around Heero's erection, pumping in time with his thrusts. This time, there was no playing, no careful balancing act, just heat and motion and desire. Heero cried out Duo's name as he climaxed, spilling his seed over his lover's hand. A moment later, Duo also found his release, as the tightening of Heero's muscles around his shaft sent him over the edge. Duo gently pulled out of Heero, panting quietly. Laying down next to his still dazed lover, Duo chuckled softly as he pulled Heero into his arms. As Heero drifted to sleep, he heard Duo make one last remark. "I told you I would make sure you enjoyed it." ~owari part 1~ Teena: Well, that's it for the first part of this. In the next part, I start to torture Quatre and Trowa. Of course, this doesn't mean that Duo and Heero are off the hook... Duo: So? I'm havin' fun with this. Heh, wonder if Q'll find this so amusing when it happens to him. Teena: I wonder how long this story is going to be?