Blue Forest Banshee Diversions Part 28
ii kibarashi - Compact Car
"I wish we'd taken your car, Heero," muttered Duo, shifting again to get his knees out of the seat in front of him.
"My car is a two-seater, Duo," Heero replied softly.
"It's still got more room," insisted the Banshee stubbornly.
"This wasn't my idea!" snapped Wufei from the driver's seat, glaring at them both in the mirror.
Trowa slid down slightly in his seat, thinking hard about savannah grasses and camouflage, hoping no one would notice him. He hadn't seriously expected the Were-Dragon to agree to his suggestion that they take his car. He still didn't understand why he had. Especially if he was going to be so pissy about it.
The leather seats squeaked as Duo changed position again.
"Dammit, my legs are just too long!" he hissed.
"Here."
More squeaks, some scrunches and rustling of fabric followed.
"What are you doing back there?" grumbled Wufei. "Don't put your shoes on the leather! I just had it detailed!"
A soft gasp from the back seat.
"Excuse me if my pitiful little tiny car is too uncomfortable for you," Wufei muttered testily under his breath. "I'm so sorry I can't afford a rolling bank account like Heero. Some of us have to work for what we have..."
A pause. Then....
"Wufei," mumbled Heero thickly, "Shut up."
Wufei opened his mouth, then closed it again, thinking better of it. He rubbed his hands over the steering wheel instead. He liked his car. It was a perfectly good car. It wasn't small; it was just right. Easy on gas, easy to park. He touched the window control and ran the window up a few inches. It had plenty of extras that made it a very nice car. Just because it hadn't cost a bloody fortune like Heero's car.... Just because it couldn't carry as much as Trowa's....
And why the hell couldn't they have taken Trowa's SUV anyway? What a convenient time for it to require a 60,000 mile tune-up.
Another murmur from the back seat.
Trowa glanced back.
Trowa gasped. "Oh wow!"
"What?" snapped Wufei, glaring at him.
"Nothing! Nothing at all!"
Wufei glanced at him suspiciously. Why was he suddenly all red...?
He looked into the mirror.
"Yuy! What're you doing back there?!"
A long, lean leg appeared in the mirror. A long, lean bare leg....
Wufei blinked.
Trowa clapped both hands over his mouth, trying desperately to stifle the noise that was trying to escape.
Wufei blinked again.
"Sonuvabitch!" he swore. "My leather!"
Trowa couldn't stand it; he twisted in his seat to get a better look. "Oh, my god! Heero! I didn't know you could do that!"
Wufei shrieked like an onna. "If you do anything to ruin my upholstery, I'll fucking kill you!"
"Wufei!"
That was Duo, breathless and just a little shrill.
"Shut uuuup...! Oh, my god; Heero!"
The Banshee's keening wail filled the car.
The Were-Dragon turned an FDA-banned shade of red and hunched over the wheel, jamming the accelerator to the floor. The Easter bunny would be in charge of hell the next time he let anyone in his backseat again.
"Yuy! You're paying for that!"
OWARI
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