Title: All That Goes Up...
By: Shin-chan
Pairings: 2xSeiji, 3+4, Shin+Shuu
Warnings: Yaoi, crossover, lime, drag
Archive: Onegai???
Date: 12/26/00

Here's part 3! Don't know how long this'll be but, oh well, it's fun, and sorta amusing! Hehehe more Duo & Seiji torture, also, this series is seriously begining to replace Pure Insanity, sorry Ash. I prolly won't write much more PI and anything else on that line'll be just what I already have writen. So, again GOMEN!
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Seiji smiles at the talkitive girl, "Saki-chan, what has gotten you so agitated?" She jumps slightly, "Oh, Seiji-sempai, I didn't realize you were there! Gomen nasai!" The blonde casually shakes his head, trying to ignore the braided baka laughing at his ear, "It is alright, Saki-chan, daijobu?" She nods, "Hai... Is it true, you've decided whom you will take to the dance, Sempai?" Seiji fights down the urge to smirks, "Hai,.it is true. I did not realize that word has gotten out though." Duo nudged him, almost playfully, "Of course people would know, blondie. You're very popular and any girl asked by you would most definately not be able to keep her mouth shut for long." The blonde swordsman raises an elegant eyebrow, "Sou ka, Duo-kun? And how would you know this?" Saki and her friends giggle at the American's slight flush, "Ano... ne.. um... I heard 'bout it?" Seiji smirks at him, "nice try." Saki timidly ventures, "Ano... Seiji-sempai?" The blonde turns to her, giving Duo's braid a tug without their notice, "Hai?" She looks down, "Who is the lucky girl, sempai?" The American chokes back a laugh, and then the urge to strangle to blonde at his repsonse. "Sore wa himitsu desu ⁽¹⁾ She is such a delicate little thing." The girls look slightly put-off as he turns as starts to walk off towards the shopping district, "We will see you at the dance tonight so, if you will excuse us, we must go." Duo nods, trotting closely behind the blonde, he turns, winking at the girls, "Ja ne, lovely ladies!" They wave back to them.
When they're certain that they're out of a certain tall blonde's fanclub's hearing, Duo smacks Seiji's arm, ""Such a delicate little thing'?! I cannot believe that you just said that!" The Japanese boy shrugs, "What was I supposed to say, my strong and powerful man? Oh that would have went over well." The braided boy snickers, "That would have definately been... interesting, but true!" As they round a corner, Seiji squashes the talkitive pilot into the wall, "Sou ka?" The blonde leans in, kissing him lightly, causing Duo to squirm, "Seiji, people may see!" The blonde snickers, "So, you look enough like a girl that most people will mistake you for one." Duo nods, "Yea well anyone from school won't so... later!" Seiji leers at him ,"Promise?" The American smacks him, "And people call me a hentai..." The swordsman snickers, "Just lead the way then, manly man." Duo sighs, "What's gotten you so uppity?" The blonde leans in, slipping his hand to the smaller boy's ass, and whispers, "What do you think, koibuto?" The American leans into him, not impeding the hand, "Shopping, remember. We must get the dress!" Seiji nods, "I know, I know. Later, after the dance." The American smirks.
~ 2 Hours Later ~
The ball room hushes, all the girls eyeing the blonde's long-haired date, jealousy blazing brightly in their eyes. The guys watch 'her', wanting to get to know 'her' better.
Seiji smiles, offering his arm to the American. Duo takes it, smiling gently in return, "They've fallen for it." The blonde nods slightly, "Yes they did. You definately have made an impression on them." The American blushes slightly as the Japanese swordsman pulls him closer in a slow dance, whispering, "Remember, let me lead."
As the waltz around the dance floor, Quatre glances over his Frenchman's shoulder. Trowa, noting the little Arab's distraction, he whispers, "What's wrong, little one?" The blonde looks up and flushes slightly, "Oh nothing. I spotted Seiji but, not Duo. I could have sworn that they'd be here together." The taller pilot glances around, "Where is Seiji?" The Arab motions to his left, "Over there. He's with some girl." the Frenchman turn and quietly chuckles. Quatre looks up at him, poking his ribs with a finger, "What's os funny?" Trowa looks down at him and whispers, "That's Duo in the dress." The blonde's aqua eyes widen, "D-Duo? In, a DRESS?!"The taller boys nods, and nearly leers, "And cease your poking, unless you want to take it to bed." The slight Arab giggles, "You're on, my clown..."
Duo sits down, smiling at Seiji, whom takes his hand and brings it his lips, "You look beautiful tonight. The green really suits you." The American smirks, tossing a handful of long hair, wavy chestnut hair over his shoulder, "I thought you'd like it."
Without warning, a certain blonde Arab leans down between them, arms around tehir shoulders, "So, you two now offically a couple?" Duo shoots him an annoyed look, "Go away Camel Boy." The slight pilot smirks, "Why, you two rather be alone I take it?" The American looks at the tall pilot of Heavyarms pleadingly, "help?" The Frenchman shakes his bang....er....head silently. Seiji smiles, amused at his lover's companion's antics, he glances at Trowa appraisingly, "I assume you two are a couple also." The Frenchman nods again and lays a hand on the chatty blonde's shoulder. Quatre looks up at him and grins, "Oh, I see. Well Duo, see ya later!" He leaves with a wink.
Duo looks at Seiji and sighs, "I think he's been hitting Spandex Boy's happy pills again..." The blonde chuckles and loosely wraps an arm around the smaller boy's shoulders. The American happily leans into him, as a group of girls walk over, eyeing him suspiciously. Smiling, their 'leader', a tall blonde, greets them, "Seiji-niisan, I seen you have brought someone other than Yayoi-chan this time. Would you mind introducing us?" Duo smiles, trying to pin where he reconised her, "I'm Duo, and whom may you be?" The girls behind her giggle as Seiji pronounces, seemingly annoyed and embarased, "Du-chan, this is my younger sister, Satsuki." The American nods and glances at his lover, only to see a certain Queen of the World attempting to glomp a certain tempermental Japanese pilot. Duo grins and whispers to Seiji, "I'll be back. I just spotted some havoc just calling my name." The blonde swordsman kisses his cheek lightly, "There's always havoc callyou for you, koi. Go ahead." The long-haired pilot carefully, as to avoid another fall on the heels, works his way over to his fellow pilot's aid The pilot in question shoots him a glare as he approches. Twirling a long strand of hair around his finger, seemingly innocently, the American sweetly says, "Gomen ojasan but Wuffie over there by the drink table, "he guestures to a semi-pissedoff Wufei, "would like to speak with Span-uh Hiiro here." Hiiro actually half-smiles and goes over to the Chinese boy, taking advantage of Relena's confusion. She looks at him confused, "Ojasan? Why did you call me that? I thought only an annoying, overtly hyper and I must add rather dense friend of Hiiro's calls me that. You do seem familiar though, do I know you?" Duo stares at her, trying to keep from flash-boiling her, "Oh, and who would this 'friend' be?" Relena frowns, "A baka named Duo, Why do you know him?" The American nods, "Yes I do, He's an.... aquatance of mine. Oh and I'm called Duet." Relena smiles, "Who are you here with, I mean I would assume that someone as nice as you would be here with someone." He smirks and glances over at the blonde trying to ward off his sister and her mob, "Oh, Seiji Date. Who are you with?" The blonde girl gasps, "THE Seiji Date? How were you so lucky?" He puts a finger to his lips, "Shh.... Sore wa himitsu desu...⁽²⁾ I can't say." She pouts, "Oh well, I'm not here with any, I was hopeing that Hiiro would dance with me though..." Duo nods, then jumps as Touma taps his shoulder from behind, "I think blondie over there might need a little, um, help, hairball." The American turns to him and smirks at his suprise, "I'm coming." The archer blinks a few times before following him.
~later that night~
Duo leans his head againt Seiji's shoulder, "That was fun, heh, even ojasan thinks I'm a girl." The blonde kisses him lightly, "Ojasan? Who's that?" The American looks up, "Oh, Relena. She'll follow Spandex boy around like the rapid little weasel she is." Seiji smirks, pulling the American closer, "Oh, after this shall we.... celebrate a little more?" Duo smirks, running his hands down the blonde's back, "Domo? Definately NOT my place. Anyways I think Quat and Tro claimed first dibs." The blonde shakes his head, "you'll see... Can't be our place wither." "What can't be out place, blondie?" Startled, they turn to see a manically grins Shuu and Shin 'dancing' to their left. The big Chinese boy laughs, "D-Duo? Is that you? Why are you in a dress?" Seiji glares at him, not realizing that Asuka, the head of his so-called fanclub, was near-by, "Leave him alone Shuu." Asuke pokes at Duo's arm lightly, "Seiji-sempai, what do you mean 'him'?" Shin smacks Shuu as he practically yells, "Cause he's a he!" She gasps and Duo glares at him, "Shut up Shuu!!" Shin smacks him again, "Be careful, idiot!" Asuka stares at Duo then Seiji, "You mean... you... Seiji-sempai... like a... guy?!" A group of girls have gathered around, as have the rest of the Troopers and pilot, most of the latter two snickering. Seiji smiles at Duo, "Iie, I do not like a guy. I... Ai shiteru Duo-koi." A collective gasp is heard followed by a few faints and near faint, one of them Duo." The American looks up at him, violet eyes wide, "S-Seiji?" He nods, leaning down closer to him, whispering, "Sore wa shinjitsu desu ⁽³⁾," and kisses him. Duo relaxes into him, curling his arms around the blonde. Seiji ruffles his hair slightly and escorts him out of the hall, leaving the stunned crowd behind...
Duo hums happily as Seiji zooms down the road in the sleek, green convertable. The blonde slows down slightly, pulling into a small park. He glances over at the American, whom has alread shed the high-heeled shoes, and smiles, "We're here." Duo grins, woking his way over to the Japanese swordsman, whom promptly pulls him into his lap. The long-haired pilot giggles, and leers "So, someone a little anxious?" Seiji chuckles huskily, "You could say that," and slips his hands up and down the smaller boy's sides. Duo leans agains him and kisses him firmly. Seiji slips open the to clasp on the American's dress, gently carressing his back and shoulders. In retaliation for the blonde's wandering hands up the pale green dress shirt. Duo pull back slightly, stripping Seiji of his dresscoat and begins to unbutton his shirt. The blonde kisses his neck lightly, gently pulling down the dress. The long-haired pilot leans against him even more, purposely rubbing the blonde's tighening pants, prompting a low growl from him. The taller Japanese swordsman slips the dress completely off and chuckles, running a hand over his lover's near-bare ass. Duo presses his lips to the blonde's and unbuttons his pants. He find himself stiffling a groan as the smaller American slips a hand lightly over his growing hardness.
Neither of the two in the car notice a group of three young men silently creeping up on them. The taller of the group slips around the convertible, nimble hands on the clasp to the top. He nods his head to the other two and grins. The heavier set young man grins in return and on a count of ten, the other two flip the top up as he snaps pictures off.
The long-haired American yelps as the blonde jumps at the flash. The irate swordsman turns on the young men, lavender eyes glaring dangerously at them. Duo's face turns bright red as he catches a glimpse of the guys. Seiji hooks an arm around him, almost protectivly and murmers, "Don't worry, I'll get them back. Just you wait and see." The American pilot snuggles closer into his arms and grins, "Can I help?" The blonde chuckles softly, "Of course, koi. Of course..."
~*~One Week Later~*~
"Uh, Tuma," Ryo glances over at the blue-haired archer. He looks up from his book, "Yea Ryo?" The bearer of Rekka glances nervously at the blonde two rows ahead of them, "He's worrying me..." Touma calmly reaches into a pocket, "Don't worry, he won't do anything as long as we have these." He waves a handful of pictures at him, Ryo smirks, "True. Neither would want THOSE out, would they?" Quatre, overheading the conversation, leans over Ryo's shoulder and giggles at the pictures, "a thong?" Both turn to him, "Be quiet!" The Arab nods, grinning, "And when did you get these, "he reaches over, grabbing the pictures. Ryo wryly comments, "Night of the dance. Personally I think that they came out rather well." Quatre hands all but one back to them, "Can I keep this?" The archer looks at him curiously, "Why? Granted that IS a nice view of the hairball but, still..." The blonde laughs, "Think of what I could just possibly do with this? I just HAPPEN to live in the same apartment as the 'hairball'." The black-haired boy laughs, "Sure, and that gives me an idea..."
~*~Later That Day At the YST Manor~*~
"SHUU! TOUMA! RYO! You three are SO dead!"
Nasuti glances up from her computer just to see an irate blonde storm down the stairs, bokken in hand. She blinks at him in suprise, "S-Seiji, w-what's wrong?" He turns to her, pale violet eyes promising a very painful death to the others as he heedlessly shovels a handful of papers at her. "THIS is what is wrong." She take sthe and her eyes widen at the pictures, not to mention the headings, "Who....when....ugh....." He turns, spotting the blue-haired archer and charges at him, "TOUMA!!!!!!!!!!!"
The bearer of Tenku glances up and jumps, seeing the swordsman coming after him. So, being the intelligent person he is, he runs. And thus begins the chase.....

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Whoops, I ment to put Touma launching in this one.... oh well.....

~*~Shin-chan~*~