Perfection

Chapter 5: How to play dirty

Relena smirked to herself. This was going to work. It had to work. She typed the final sentence on the laptop, saved it, and shut down. She danced into her room, humming the song she loved. She began to slowly strip her clothes off. She smiled. "I know you're here. You don't have to hide. I did invite you here," she spoke. The wind carried her words to the ears of the shadow on the balcony. The shadow smiled and began to enter the room. There she stood. His goddess, bathed in moonlight. The rays clung to the curve of her breasts, hips, and long legs. All she wore was a black lace bra and matching panties. God did he love black lace.

She strode to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the lips, soft and slow. She let her hands roam down his well toned chest. He let a slight moan escape his lips. She let her mouth quirk up a little. He gripped her small body to his. He kissed her hard and long, flicking his tongue along her bottom lip. She jumped up and wrapped her long legs around his waist, holding herself up to his kiss. Her hands slid lower, lower, lower, to the hem of his pants. She flisked open the button, smiling up at him. Then she...

'DAMN IT! Always when it gets good,' he thought. 'Oh well, better go take a shower. Make that a COLD shower,' he thought, saluting the one eyed soldier standing at attention before him. He smiled, "Relena."

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Duo looked at the note in his hand. "Hilde," he spoke the name of the dark haired girl he danced with at the club. "May as well go. I'll bring the guys, too. They'll enjoy it," he spoke to no one at all. With that, he set out for the kitchen to feed his outspoken stomach.

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Heero got out of the shower, wrapping a towel loosly around his waist. The doorbell rang. Knowing Duo or the others wouldn't answer it, he shrugged, cluthching the towel tighter, and walked to the door. As the door swung open it revealed... "Brodi," he said, slightly annoyed. She gazed at his perfectly sculpted body. He was a picture of perfection, and he would soon be hers. "What do you want?" he questioned her.

"You," she whispered, inching closer to him. "And to tell you that the girl you've been with is not so innocent." He grunted, she smiled.

"I know that. What are you getting at?" he asked, quite annoyed now.

"To show you this," she smirked, handing him a picture. On the picture was a girl, resembling Relena, well, at least it resembled the back of her head. The picture looked more like underground porn. She was riding a guy, looking a lot like Duo, on what resembled Heero's bed! He looked angry, worried, and saddened. Brodi smirked. "I told you."

"Leave," he whispered. She shook her head and walked to him. She leaned over and planted a huge kiss on his soft lips. He threw her down. "Get the hell out of my place, NOW!" he yelled at the girl on the floor. She smiled and left, blowing him a kiss from the door. He slamed the door. "Now I need another shower," he spoke to himself.

Duo heard Heero speak. He peeked around the corner to see the picture he held. Duo smirked. "Heero buddy! Hey whadya have there?" he questioned, plucking the picture from his hands. Heero looked at him with hatred.

"A picture of the death of my heart," he whispered. Duo glanced down at the picture. 'Hey, looks like me and Relena... but it's not, huh,' he thought. Duo shrugged and handed the picture back to Heero. Heero stalked up to his room. Duo never noticed the tears steaming from his purssian eyes.

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