fic - two degrees : 8

Two Degrees : 8

Only once he had scrubbed the engine grease off his hands did Duo pull off the cap on his head to shake his hair out.

"You know, I used to wonder," Heero said, still putting away some of their tools.  "How you dealt with your hair in a space suit."

Duo waved the cap.  "I have my ways.  And it's all braided up.  It doesn't go everywhere.  It works.  What I've wondered though, is that Zechs.  He definitely didn't braid up his hair, and this --" He waved the cap again. "-- seems a little beneath him."

Heero pondered it for a moment, then shrugged with a small smile.  "I never spent my time wondering about him."

Duo winked in acknowledgement of the sideways admission.  "I figured it was just the privilege of the aristocracy to be completely impractical."

Heero weighed that statement and did not judge it to be off the mark.  "Maybe the helmet helped somewhat."

Duo snorted.  "Man, that helmet was a disappointment."

"In what way?"

"I was expecting it to be hiding, like, disfiguring burns or something.  Or even just mild burns that an aristocrat would be embarrassed to be seen with.  But no, he was only hiding his face so his daddy wouldn't turn over in his grave."

"Privilege of the aristocracy."

"Quatre was loud and proud."

"And then his father was killed."

Duo paused, but only for a moment.  "Okay, yeah, but not because of Quatre's rebel activities.  God, can you just imagine Quatre wearing a mask -- or helmet, or whatever?"

"Goggles don't count?"

"Nope."

Heero did not bother trying to exercise his imagination any farther than that, knowing he would not be up to it.  "Ah, well he and Trowa would be a matched set."

"Heh, imagine the awkwardness.  He and Trowa meet for the first time, and they realize they're wearing the same thing."

"Quatre would almost certainly breeze past any awkwardness."

"Yeah, true.  But, enough about them."  As Heero surveyed the garage to make sure the workspace was now cleaned, Duo came up to him for a sideways hug.  "Tell me more about how much you used to wonder about me."






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