". . . my Spanish Harlem Mona Lisa. . ."
-from Carlos Santana's Smooth
"Ow! Damn, Yuy, what's the big deal, I was gettin' some!" Duo bitched, struggling to regain control over his own braid.
Heero let go as soon as they were at least ten feet from the whore-house. "Baka, do you remember a girl named 'Rosa'?"
The Shinigami scratched his head and creased his brow.
"Nope."
Damn.
"Well, I don't either, but apparently, she know us. Very well, I fear."
"Oh, you have got to be kidding me!" Duo stammered as he stared at the "house" in front of the two.
A rusted gate. Dead brown grass. Chickens, grazing in the dead brown grass. An anorexic-looking pooch, a Mexican hairless, tied up to a dilapidated dog house. It looked up at them, uttered something that might be considered a growl, and them plopped its pitiful face between its paws again.
"Um, maybe just one of us should go in." Duo suggested, "Y'know, and if anything happens, the other could run in and help, y'know."
Heero shook his head at his friend's fear.
After a rock, paper, scissors match, a very scared little Shinigami crept his way onto the estate.
"Oh, is the 'great' God of Death afraid of a little striper?"
Upon hearing this, Duo stood up straight and puffed out his chest. He rapped slightly on his chest, smiled his trademark grin and said, "You know the Shinigami, he knows how to talk to the ladies, I ain't scared!"
After a few minutes, the Reaper returned, nursing a black eye.
Heero could not contain his laughter.
"Wassa matter, Shinigami? I thought you could talk to the ladies?"
"Yeah, well. . . I think she's a lesbian, man!" Duo said, wincing in pain.
Heero shook his head and continued chuckling as he made his way to the run down shack.
After a few minutes, he returned with a black eye.
"You didn't tell me she didn't speak English!"
"You didn't ask." Duo said, matter-of-factly, and stuck out his tongue at the Japanese pilot, "Besides, 'Perfect Soldier', I thought you could do anything?"
"I'm a pilot, not a fucking translator!" Heero snapped, pissed at the exchange inside the filthy hovel.
"Whoa, Heero buddy calm down." Duo said to his seething friend, "Well, what do we do now?"
"I don't have a bloody clue." Heero muttered through gritted teeth.