Heero let himself be shoved against the table of their booth, the club lights dark and flickering, indistinct and at once revealing and concealing.

Tony is just…a little confused.

Naoto and Chie talk and bond a bit.

The girls make the boys wear lacy thongs under their outfits during the crossing pageant and some of them handle it better than others.

Naoto doesn't like the hat her daughter's wearing. Or the boy's uniform. But especially that hat.

He looks in the hotel room's full-length mirror and what he sees is...a girl he'd totally hit on if he didn't know any better. He tries winking at his reflection. It looks really flirty, and he sort of wonders if it always does.

An hour and three quarters later, still short the specific book he needed but richer by half a dozen other volumes he'd thought gone forever, he opened the last of the boxes in Sam's pile.