disclaimer: not mine, don't sue.
notes: my friend rydia actually helped write this. it's the result of sitting in front of a computer for four hours waiting for songs to download. don't ask. we're insane.
quatre headed down the stairs searching for something to eat. trowa had left on a brief visit to the circus and was expected back that afternoon. but seeing as he was without his koi, he had nothing to nibble on.
he entered the kitchen to find duo and heero sitting next to each other quietly and staring at the countertop. “ohayo, guys.” not giving them much notice, he began digging through the fridge. “i’m hungry. any suggestions?”
heero smirked slightly as duo answered, “well, since i’m not terribly hungry that’s kinda up to you.”
quatre turned towards them, a bit startled, but dismissed it when he realized duo had a small white line above his upper lip. “milk, huh? sounds good to me.”
heero let a small choke escape his lips, and duo blushed just noticeably.
raising and eyebrow, quatre glanced at heero. he, too, had a milk mustache. “taste good, ne?” he commented innocently.
duo turned an even brighter red, and heero’s smirk grew.
“ohayo, minna-san. quatre!! i’m back!” trowa’s voice called out.
“trowa. . . .” quatre half-whispered to himself. he quickly grabbed the milk carton and ran out of the room. as he shut the door, he suddenly realized he’d only seen one glass on the counter. giggling, he hurried to find trowa.
duo’s blush began to fade, and he grinned wildly at heero. “think he figured it out, hee-chan?”
heero just smiled. “well, he was right. you do taste good.”
“little one? what’s the milk for?” trowa asked as the two headed up to their room.
“just an idea i got from heero and duo.”
~owari~