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"Sleepless"Written By: Nizuno Mikomi Disclaimer: Do I REALLY have to say this again?
They’re not mine and never will be, although the mental image
of Duo doing the Hamster Dance in the shower gives me a happy. ^^ Rating: PG-13 Warnings: More shounen-ai, slightly grouchy Quatre,
too-hyper-to-sleep Duo, more lonely Wufei Pairings: 1x2x1 & 3x4 (established), 2+5 Summary: The other pilots all seem to have someone to share their dreams and nightmares with... all except Wufei. Notes: And to think, after this I thought that damned bunny would let go of my leg. *looks at the two sequels it spawned and shakes her head* Sleepless Part 4 Wufei awoke slowly and languidly the next morning, unwilling to leave the wonderful dream suffusing his senses. He was warm, safe, happy, blissfully comfortable…but the best part was that for the first time in heavens only knew how long, he wasn’t alone. ‘I’m not alone…noooo, don’t wanna wake up……’ The trill of a bird outside the window roused him to full consciousness against his will. He swore mentally and vowed to destroy the damned evil thing as soon as he…wait a minute. The dream was not dissipating as he expected it would. Everything still felt the same. In fact, it almost felt like someone was holding him…… Duo grinned sleepily at him and rubbed his eyes. “G'morning.” Wufei nearly jumped out of his skin. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU…wait a minute…oh…sorry.” He settled back down onto the pillows and stifled a yawn. “Boy, if that’s how you greet bedmates in the mornings, pal, me and Quat are gonna have to rotate nights!” Duo smirked, stretching his arms and legs until his spine popped. “Have a good sleep?” “Yes, actually,” Wufei mused, shoving his long hair back out of his face. “Annoying as you can be, you make an excellent pillow.” That brought a peal of laughter from the God of Death, who then proceeded to roll out of bed, dragging most of the covers with him. “Cold!” Wufei squawked in protest. Duo merely grinned in response and bopped him over the head with a pillow. “No one said you had to get up yet,” he said, twisting to work out the rest of the kinks. “But I have to go wash and brush this mop before it becomes rattier than a Louisiana bayou.” As he spoke, he snapped the tie off his braid and finger-combed it out by sections until it all hung in loose waves clear down to his hips. Wufei’s eyes widened. ‘Damn…so this is what Heero has to look forward to every morning. No wonder he gets up early.’ “Just out of sheer morbid curiosity,” he said, “last night…how long would you have gone on if I hadn’t caved in?” “As long as it took. Hours, maybe days. Everyone has their own vast reservoir of semi-useless knowledge. Mine just happens to be roughly the size of the Mariana's Trench.” Duo tossed him a wink and trotted off to the shower, humming something under his breath. === Fifteen minutes later, Quatre passed by the bathroom on his way to the breakfast room. Inside he could hear someone, presumably Duo, splashing about in the shower and singing something rather odd in a high-pitched squeaky voice. “Come on and sing this secret spell, it's just for you. Think of all the love we'll bring. Hamtaro will know just what to do. This will be our song come on and sing! La la la la la, lalala...” Due to Heero’s frequent jokes about Duo’s accustomed shower routine…more than one way to interpret THAT…Quatre well aware that Duo was, of course, boogying down as best he could in a slippery shower stall as he sang. The blonde Arabian shuddered and hurried away. ‘The God of Death is singing in the shower and doing the Hamster Dance. Allah help us all……’ ~ oOo ~ Does that disturb anyone else NEARLY as much as it does
me? Quatre’s thoughts are based on Kristen’s reaction to
Duo’s comment on the Hamster Dance in Chapter Two: “The
God of Death…doing the Hamster Dance. The world…is doomed.”
I wuv you, Kriken-chaaaaan! ^^ On to the sequel Witching Hour |
