Date: Sat, 22 Nov 1997 21:43:34 -0800 (PST) From: Sally Po Add to Address Book Subject:[fic] Zero G Love (pt1) Ooookay... Sea gave me the idea for this one. You EVIL person you... *laugh* This is a pseudo Happy Pill 2... This is not a real sequel to Happy Pill but it's along the veins of that silliness. Shuichi/Quatre, I'm probably going to be stealing a little bit from your "the second time they met" fict. Sally (who can't for the life of her remember where she left off on for Happy Pill on this ML) -------------------------------------------- Zero G Love - Part 1 The White Fang sympathist grinned as he dumped an entire small canster of the drug into the soup and stirred. Everyone on the ship was going to have a very interesting time tonight. He snickered and stuffed the now empty canister into a recycling bin and left the mess gallery. -------------- Some hours later.... "C'mon!" said Quatre as he pushed Trowa into their room, not bothering to lock the door behind them. He'd been celibate since that time the two of them had done it under the influence of drugs. And for some reason he was itching for sex in the most horrible way. Trowa blinked, wondering what was up. Quatre seemed disturbed or agitated. His blue eyes shining with a feverish light. The shorter pilot embraced Trowa and began rubbing against him. Trow swallowed. Quatre felt... kinda hard down there. He was also wondering why he kinda felt funny. Fuzzy. Like he was drunk. Trowa noted calmly that he was getting a little hard too as the shorter boy rubbed his chin against his shirt. "Trowaaaa~" said Quatre. "I feel funny... Hot too...." It felt almost like that night in what seemed so far back... "Drugs. Another attempt by OZ?" asked Trowa. "Or the White Fang," said Quatre giggling. The pilot of SandRock began tugging at Trowa's pants. "Let's duet... please? I'll blow on your flute and you can blow on mine..." "Uh... I didn't bring a flute with me," said Trowa, misunderstanding the boy. "Not THAT flute, baka," replied Quatre fumbling with Trowa's pants. "The one down there..." Quatre copped a feel and started giggling. "You can make music with that?" asked Trowa as he peered quizzically at Quatre. The blond haired pilot had resumed trying to undo the button to Trowa's pants but he accidentally broke off the button. It went floating. "Ooops... Oh well..." "Uh... Quatre... these are the only pair of pants I have..." "Supply should have some," replied Quatre giggling. Tugging on Trowa's pants. "I... can't get these pants off of you..." Trowa wondered why Quatre got to have all the fun. Trowa reached over and pulled off the button to Quatre's pants as well. "Oops," said Trowa with a grin. Quatre laughed and the two tumbled about trying to strip each other of clothes. Heero wiped the sweat from his forehead. The computer screen blurred in and out of focus as he typed. "Hey... Heero..." came a voice from off to the side. Duo raised his head as he peered out from his bunk. He brushed his hair out of his face. The long haired boy looked slightly nauseated. "Is it just me... or did the air cut out or something....?" "It's still circulating," answered Heero, ignoring the strange sensation that coursed through his body. Duo groaned, "I feel awful..." "Cause you at so much of that soup," answered Heero sourly. Why couldn't he focus. It WAS hot in here. Heero pulled off his tanktop, letting it float as he resumed typing. Duo blinked. Maybe that wasn't such a bad idea... He wriggled out of the top of his jumpsuit, and pulled off his white turtleneck. It was a little cooler but he still felt as if he was burning up. He was also feeling awfully... horny. Duo eased the curtain closed on his bunk and slipped out of his clothes, and started to try to jerk off, as quietly as possible. Heero wondered what those strange noises that he could hear from the curtained off bunk that Duo slept in were about. He tried to ignore them but he couldn't. His mind wouldn't stay focused. Heero felt uncomfortable as well. Like his pants were getting too tight for him. He stood up and pulled his pants off to check what was going on. Why the hell was his penis standing erect like that? Was this natural? What was going on? "Duo.." "What is it?" came the muffled voice. "My penis is standing up." "That's nice- WHAT?!" The curtain was almost ripped away as Duo stared out at Heero in disbelief. Duo's eyes widened even more as he turned bright red ducked back behind the curtain. "Shit.. shit.... shit..." Heero wondered if that was a bad sign. "Duo... what's going on." "Uh... You've... uh... got an erection." Duo violently fanned his face, trying get rid of that delicious image of a naked Heero. "....." Heero pulled open the curtain, even as Duo ducked under the covers in a panic. "Duo... why's your penis standing up like mine?" Duo could have died then and there. Didn't Heero know what an erection was? -=========================================================================- Odin: What are you looking at? The hated universe that robbed you of everything? Or you who have no identity? Jr: Why have we come to this colony? Odin: To abandon you..... Odin Lowe and Odin Lowe Jr (aka Heero Yuy) - Endless Waltz Novel pt.1 -=========================================================================-