So today I got a pleasant little migraine that left me puddled on the floor in pain… And since I was down there and couldn’t see straight, I started reading Latin. Oh, sure, I can’t read Latin, but that didn’t stop me! So since I was reading it, I began blatantly copying it down and using it for my own advancement. My apologies to anybody who thinks I stole this from them, I probably did. The order, however, is solely my own! (Besides, I probably copied it wrong. Therefore this is probably one big long strand of: “I’d like you to put cheese in my boxers and play Uno on my head!”)

    Do you ever wonder if Duo slips into English? I’ve often wondered… I mean, he’s American! He would’ve had to learn Japanese and he probably did it watching cartoons!

    “Non confundar in aeternum!”

    Heero jumped and looked around.

    “Quem patronum!”

    He glanced out the side window of the Wing Zero at Wufei who shot him a look back.

    “Cum vix justus sit securus?”

    “What the heck is that, Heero?” Wufei asked over the intercom.

    Heero shrugged. They were in the middle of battle. Who knew what those crazy OZ boys were thinking?

    “Jusicanti responsurra! Nil inultum remanebit!” this last part seemed to be yelled a tad stronger than the rest. This was the point that Heero realized it was Duo yelping as he was slicing his way through a glob of bad guys…

    “Voca me cum benedictis!”

    “Hey Heero,” it was Trowa on the intercom now.

    “What the heck is that?”

    “Yeah!” Quatre jumped in.

    “What the heck is Duo saying?”

    “Why is everybody asking me?” Heero grunted.

    “Well… Aren’t you two… You know…?” Wufei smirked.

    “WHAT?!?!?!” Heero yapped.

    “Confutatis maledictis! Quantus tremor est futurus! Dies irae, dies illa! Solvet saeclum infavilla!”

    “Yeah, Heero. Just admit it! You two’ve been foolin’ around, haven’t ya?” Quatre smirked.

    “WHAT!?!?!”

    “Oh come now, Heero.” Wufei smiled. “We know you two have a little somethin’ somethin’ going on on the side! Just confess!”

    “Confiteor Deo Omnipotenti!” Heero gritted his teeth.

    “How in the world do I know what’s going on in that crazy American’s mind??? Have you ever heard him speak English? I don’t think Americans breathe when they talk!”

    Trowa remarked quietly to Quatre, “I wonder when Duo speaks English? Perhaps when he’s rather… excited?”

    “Beatae Mariae semper Virgini! Beato Michaeli archangelo! Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis!”

    “WHAT?!?!?!” Heero yelped. T

    he side of Quatre’s mouth turned upward as he fought back some rather un-Quatre-like comments. “

    So I wonder what he’s saying?” Wufei muttered, trying to avoid being killed by OZ soldiers, but more so avoiding being killed by Heero.

    “I NEVER SLEPT WITH DUO!!!” Heero growled, a rather “I’m going to kill you Relena!” look in his eyes…

    “Quia peccavinimis! Cogitatione! Verbo et opere!”

    “*cough*Liar!*cough*” Quatre spit out.

    “So you don’t know what he’s saying?” Trowa asked. He turned to Quatre,

    “I’ve never heard any mention of him technically *sleeping* with Duo…”Quatre snickered.

    “How would I know???” Heero was restraining spitting his lungs out with each word… “Well, I thought perhaps he had taught you some English.”

    “Not really—“

    “Mea maxima culpa! Kyrie Eleison! Libera me Domine de morte aetema!”

    “—I don’t think that’s English anyway!…Besides! Why would he have taught me English?!?!”

    Quatre rolled his eyes and went to a different section of the battlefield.

    “Perhaps I can get the ‘Red Shoe Diaries’ out of Duo later on…”

    Trowa decided to leave too. He’d heard some fascinatingly nasty things about Heero and Vaseline… He wasn’t sure he wanted to hear anymore…

    Wufei scratched his head in Duo’s direction and decided that Americans were crazy… As was everyone else who wasn’t him. He grinned and wandered back into the fight.

    Heero was about to reenter the fight when someone from behind hit his suit. The bump knocked a little container of Vaseline onto his lap from somewhere up above.

    “AAAARRRRRGGGGG!!!!!! DUOOOOO!!!!!!” “Dona nobis pacem!”

    Don’t look at me that way! Sheesh! You sit there feeling relatively not nice all day and not come up with something squirrelly like this! *snicker*