Part 36
Wufei came into the living room from the balcony. Trowa was practicing twirling plates on long sticks. He had seven going.
"Trowa... You ever think about what you want to do later?"
"I thought... I'd have... dinner..." was the reply. He now had nine plates spinning.
Wufei snorted and bounced into the reclining chair. "Not later today, you dork! Later in your life!"
Trowa snatched the plates down and stacked them neatly.
"For a Chinese Imperial Were-Dragon, you have a bad potty-mouth, Wufei. And you didn't specify when later."
"Excuse me, pussy cat! Has Your Highness thought about what you'd like to be doing five years from now?"
Trowa sat down on the rug.
"I enjoy my work. I really can't see myself doing anything else."
Wufei snorted again, drumming his fingers on the chair arm.
"I enjoy it, too. But we have to have ambitions. That's how you get ahead in life, by being ambitious."
"Okay, Mr Ambition, what are you going to be doing?"
"Married to Duo," Wufei smirked.
Trowa rolled his eyes and flopped back onto the floor.
"You are crazy. Duo won't marry you. He's in Heero's pocket."
"I have a plan..." cackled Wufei.
Trowa glared up at him.
"What was that word you called me?"
"What? You mean 'dork'?"
"Yeah. Wufei, you are a dork, if you think you can seduce Duo away from Heero now." He rolled onto his side and reached up to toy with one of Wufei's shoelaces. "I hear that Heero kissed him in the library."
Wufei sniffed and pretended to ignore him. But a moment later he peered down at Trowa.
"You kissed him," Wufei accused.
"Oh. Yeah. But only once."
"...." growled Wufei. "What was it like?"
Trowa sighed. "You asked me that before, Wufei. It was just a kiss."
"But you never told me anything! How did it feel? How did he taste? Did you get any tongue?"
"Wufei!" Trowa glared at him, inwardly pleased at having annoyed the Were-Dragon. "I never kiss and tell!"
"Some friend you are..."
"Like I always knew it would, peppermint and yes," said Trowa dreamily.
"Aaaaah! You rotten cat! I didn't want to know that!"
"Then why'd you ask, idiot?"
"...rotten cat..."
Trowa pulled Wufei's shoelace loose and swatted it back and forth.
"Did you hear about that case?"
Wufei tucked his legs up, pulling the shoelace away from Trowa.
"Gawd! Everyone in the civilized world has heard about that! But Heero can't just claim him as a partner and refuse to let anyone else work with him!"
"Well, guess what, dude? He already did. We are so out of luck..."
"You know what I hate about you, Trowa?"
"Beside the fact that Duo liked me better?"
"He did not! I hate that you're usually right!"
"Yeah. Hey, you want to go get a sandwich?"
"Subway?"
"Sure."
"You buying?"
"Yeah, okay."
"Let's go! Maybe that cute little blond will be working."
"The one with the --"
"That's the one."
"Oh, yeah..."
"And Duo would've kissed me, if I hadn't gone for popcorn!"
"Sure he would."
"...Rotten cat..."