Duo, who still had three black chips sitting before him threw in two chips above his ante and said, "Hey Wufie, watcha got there, a pair of twos?" To his disappointment, the mispronunciation of Wufei's name failed to get the usual rise out of the easily explosive pilot. Instead, Wufei was glaring miniature katanas of challenge at the slightly flushed Vice Minister who tended to bid high only when dealt a hand by Heero. Perhaps it was the half-bottle of beer, perhaps it was a different intoxication born from viewing nearly naked, perfectly athletic young men all night, or perhaps it was the seemingly blessed arrangement of her cards, but Relena arched one of those delicate eyebrows and looking heatedly into Wufei's eyes, she moved five chips out and purred to him, "I see your two and raise you three."
Heero, who had contented himself the entire evening with the knowledge that he'd not only protected his precious ward from bomb threats and terrorists, but also from four libidinous young men who'd probably like nothing better than to see her lose her shirt, now leaned forward to growl at her, "Relena, what are you doing?"
Relena on the other hand, who had spent a very long, very hot night, watching everyone but Heero walking around in barely anything at all was feeling considerably more wanton and considerably more frustrated than she'd ever felt in her life. So, sliding her eyes away from Wufei's challenging smirk, she turned full steam towards Heero. She tilted her head and leaned in to her ever frigid bodyguard and in a lovely contralto said, "Not up to the challenge... Heero?"
Heero had two physical responses to her words, but the only one they saw was his fingers picking up five chips and placing them with a clack in front of him.
"I will see you."