Through the Window
Okay this fic was inspired by Snow Tigra's Heat and Humidity fics and the song "Shame On Me" by Ryan Cabrera -.
Okay it's an AU, the rating may change, it's12 or 1x2x1(however u wanna read it)of course and there is a later mention of 3x4x3. Disclaimer: Obviously I do not own GW or any related plots, characters, etc and never will. Mild Heero POV thoughts
Chapter 1: New Neighbor
/Man the second move in 6months! Stupid new jobs.../
"Heero-kun! Come help me unload the kitchen please." Mrs. Yuy called to her son from the orange and white U-HAUL which was almost emptied of the two's belongings. Walking over to the truck the blue eyed teen took up two boxes marked "kitchen" and followed his Mom to the large doors of the new house. At least this one is tastefuland it was in fact very beautiful. Victorian designs framed the doorway and steps which were a pale shade of blue while the rest of the house was a calm white. The porch had a swing which was also adorned with the blue designs.Wow, looks like a storybookthis brought a wry chuckle to the soft lips of the usually reserved boy.
Stepping into what was soon to be the kitchen Heero lay the boxes on the counter, which was a warm tan. As he walked back out to the truck, the chocolate haired teen heard dance musicthink Nittle Grasper pplemanating from the second floor window of the house next door. Heero thought Techno huh, interesting pplAs the summer sun slowly fell he could see fireflies popping up all around the grass to brighten the descending night. In his arms the new resident of 2112 (1) Violet Place went up the creaky steps to the porch through the old whit double doors, and up the stairs which were carpeted, you guessed it, white jeez this place needs some color…badly
His new room was medium sized; his navy blue bed and deep wooden bookcase added a warm charm to the otherwise bland, white room. Crossing the room he thought crap the window with the music faces this one, now I'll never get to sleep, oh well, might as well go see if I can get them to turn it down.After turning on the red lava lamp on the bedside table Heero opened the deep blue curtains and the creaky window using his nearby book as a prop.
His Persian blue eyes were met by the most intoxicating sight, a person, he really couldn't tell what gender was swaying and turning to the fast paced music blaring out of the also open window. The hair of the figure followed the movements of its owner in a waist length, lightly brown, fraying braid.
Dang, maybe it isn't such a problem if the music stays on…plus snicker if it doesn't keep me up this certainly will
With that thought and a cat like smirk, Heero proceeded to pull up his beanbag chair and watch the dancer…..
TBC
Okay, what'd y'all think?
1 I couldn't resist using that lol - so funny!
Review please! I love reviews with a muchness!