"Man. I finally gets some alone time, here." A low hum came from the dirt road near-by. It was Duo and the others in a jeep, coming to check up on the trio. "Hey, there's Angie." Quatre pointed by the lake. Duo slammed the breaks, causing Quatre to fall into Trowa's lap. "Ok, I'll leave you two here, I'm gonna 'check up' on Angie." Duo grinned and he hopped out of the jeep. "Ok, be careful, Duo." Quatre warned as the two drove off. "Whatever." He muttered as he sneaked down to the bushes. "Damn." Duo mumbled, as he peeked through the bushes. Angie's eyes flew open "Someone's watching me." She thought. Then she rolled over, causally, and glanced into the bushes. "Duo? That pervert." She muttered. "Well, at least it's not OZ or anything." She rose silently and walked out into the lake, and swam to the other side. Duo muttered and walked to the edge of the pier near-by. Suddenly he tripped over a loose board and fell head-first into the lake, Angie was almost ashore when she heard a splash. "Duo!" she dove back in and pulled him ashore.
"You crazy kid. Watch were you're walking next time." She muttered before she realized that he was unconscious. "Ohmigod." she shrieked, thinking quickly she gave him mouth-to-mouth. "Ug...what happened?" He gaged. "Oh thank god." Angie squeezed him tightly. "Whatever happened, thank god it did." "Oh c'mon, be serious. You nearly drowned." Angie muttered, helping him to the safe-house.
"Sit here, Duo." Angie instructed, pointing at the couch. "Ow, must've knocked my head off a rock or somethin'." He groaned, rubbing a lump on his head. "God, that's gonna hurt for a while." Angie said, before she retrieved ice from the kitchen. "Here, put this on. You'll catch cold in those things" She come back with a large, black robe. I'll dry your clothes." She gently pushed him to the bathroom. "Here." Duo mumbled, handing a lump of wet clothes to her. "Now sit on the couch, I'll be right back." She tossed the clothes into the dryer and quickly changed into shorts and a tank top. "Did it go away." Duo cringed, rubbing the bump. "Not yet." Angie sat on the couch by him. "What did you do that for?" Angie asked, staring at the ceiling. "I wanted to check up on you guys." Duo smirked. "Especially you." Angie blushed slightly.
"Why me? You could be back at the hanger making-out with Kelly or Chrissy." She sighed. "Why would I do that?" Duo asked, taken aback. "Because, all men want is sex. I know from experience. They just look for a hot body, same with those two, they don't care about feelings." Angie said, bitterly, recalling bad memories. "Why would I do that? Tell me how you feel about this and I'm sure I'll love you none the less." He said, lifting her chin. "I wanna love...to be loved. But I'm afraid that person will die in this war." She whispered, remembering how her ex-lover joined OZ and tried to kill her. "Hey babe, you so sure of that? I'm kinda hard to kill." He grinned, as he lifted her chin, gently, kissing her softly. It had to be one of her first kisses by the way she trembled, Duo thought. "Besides, I am death. You can't kill death, right?" He gave her another lopsided grin and moved on to kiss her neck. "Mmmm, Duo, you nut." she pulled him closer, crawling into his lap. A sudden thump knocked the two would-be lovers out of their lil' world. "What the hell?" Angie blinked, and stared at the bedroom. "Well, I see we're not the only one's trying to get action here." Duo snickered, as Angie blinked in confusion. "Those two? They'd probably death-glare each other afterwards." She smirked. "Oh well, their problem, not ours." Duo shrugged, and went back to kissing and caressing Angie's neck. "What if they come out?" She half-moaned. "Won't they be pissed? After all, they've been eying me all day." Duo stopped, and thought for a moment.
"Yeah, they would kick my ass for this. But we've no where else to go."
Angie kissed him swiftly. "Or do we?" She grinned.
End of part three. Part four coming soon.