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windandwater[Scene: GW Common Room]
[the doors from the hallway open up, and the G-Boyz enter, all in varying moods]
Duo: [throwing himself onto the couch] Well... shit! The Writer didn't have to ream us out like that! She's the one that called us in!
Wufei: [snorts] It's your own damn fault, Maxwell. Must you persist on being so slutty? I thought that you always maintained that it isn't your default!Mode.
Duo: [sticks out his tongue] Whose side are ya on anyway, 'Fei? You were getting awful chatty with the other you.
Wufei: Some people are intelligent enough to realize that some battles should not be fought.
Trowa: [looking at his arm] Did you have to pull so hard, Heero?
Heero: Hn. Would you rather I had let the others carry you off? [sits down on the couch next to Duo]
Trowa: [voice colder] What I would like is if I could have a *say* in what happens to my person.
Quatre: Trowa! You don't blame us, do you? [starts to pace the room] I'm sorry... I really shouldn't have pushed like that.
Trowa: [grabs Quatre's wrist to stop him] Don't worry, Quatre. I'm not upset. [brushes Quatre's bangs out of his eyes]
Duo: [leaning over the back of the couch] Then what's the big deal, Tro? I mean, of us all, I'm the one that gets passed around like a bottle of cheap wine. You should be flattered that the Writer wanted to keep you so much that she had to fight for you.
Trowa: [shakes his head and sits on the arm of the couch] It's not that. I just... don't like that feeling...
Wufei: ... of being owned?
Heero: Are you questioning the Writer's motives?
Trowa: [looks away] It's not that. I enjoy being here with all of you. I just... to find out that there are *more* of us...
Quatre: [quietly] You're thinking about your Koppi again, aren't you?
Trowa: ...
[Duo scoots over and wraps his arms lightly around Trowa's waist. There is an unspoken agreement. Heero scoots over, one arm around Duo's waist and the other around Trowa. Quatre slides against Trowa's free side and Wufei put an arm around the both of them. The five boys stay in silence for a while.]
Quatre: Don't worry. You'll always be the real Trowa Barton to us.
Trowa: [eyes closed] Thank you.
-- OMAKE --
Duo: [face pressed against Trowa's thigh] So... who wants to have sex?
[laughter erupts from the five boys]
Wufei: One track mind, Maxwell?
Duo: You know me too well, 'Fei!
[the doors from the hallway open up, and the G-Boyz enter, all in varying moods]
Duo: [throwing himself onto the couch] Well... shit! The Writer didn't have to ream us out like that! She's the one that called us in!
Wufei: [snorts] It's your own damn fault, Maxwell. Must you persist on being so slutty? I thought that you always maintained that it isn't your default!Mode.
Duo: [sticks out his tongue] Whose side are ya on anyway, 'Fei? You were getting awful chatty with the other you.
Wufei: Some people are intelligent enough to realize that some battles should not be fought.
Trowa: [looking at his arm] Did you have to pull so hard, Heero?
Heero: Hn. Would you rather I had let the others carry you off? [sits down on the couch next to Duo]
Trowa: [voice colder] What I would like is if I could have a *say* in what happens to my person.
Quatre: Trowa! You don't blame us, do you? [starts to pace the room] I'm sorry... I really shouldn't have pushed like that.
Trowa: [grabs Quatre's wrist to stop him] Don't worry, Quatre. I'm not upset. [brushes Quatre's bangs out of his eyes]
Duo: [leaning over the back of the couch] Then what's the big deal, Tro? I mean, of us all, I'm the one that gets passed around like a bottle of cheap wine. You should be flattered that the Writer wanted to keep you so much that she had to fight for you.
Trowa: [shakes his head and sits on the arm of the couch] It's not that. I just... don't like that feeling...
Wufei: ... of being owned?
Heero: Are you questioning the Writer's motives?
Trowa: [looks away] It's not that. I enjoy being here with all of you. I just... to find out that there are *more* of us...
Quatre: [quietly] You're thinking about your Koppi again, aren't you?
Trowa: ...
[Duo scoots over and wraps his arms lightly around Trowa's waist. There is an unspoken agreement. Heero scoots over, one arm around Duo's waist and the other around Trowa. Quatre slides against Trowa's free side and Wufei put an arm around the both of them. The five boys stay in silence for a while.]
Quatre: Don't worry. You'll always be the real Trowa Barton to us.
Trowa: [eyes closed] Thank you.
-- OMAKE --
Duo: [face pressed against Trowa's thigh] So... who wants to have sex?
[laughter erupts from the five boys]
Wufei: One track mind, Maxwell?
Duo: You know me too well, 'Fei!
