Yellow Snow
By Akemi Maxwell
Standard disclaimers apply
Started: 7/23/03 Completed: 8/8/03
Hey! I know I haven't been updating lately, been kinda' in a writers block. I took down DF due to major writers block. Wolf child may come down too. At least I'll take away some stress and get back to writing up some more fics, I need to get on the ball. Yay? You be the judge.
Kinda' nice to write about the cold for once, I'm burnin'!
(A/N) = Author's note . . . though you may already know that
~
"We're off to see the wizard! The wonderful wizard of OZ!"
Duo was locked arm in arm with three other people, dancing along a strangely familiar yellow brick road. He looked at the other faces, Quatre the Lion with no courage, Heero the tin man without a heart, and Dorothy who was none other then Dorothy of Kansas! He looked down at himself and laughed to see that he was the Scarecrow without a brain. There was even the little dog Toto with a familiar uni-bang.
"We're off to see the wizard! The wonderful wizard of OZ!" ~
Duo woke up screaming, cold sweat running along his forehead. He sighed, relieved that it was all just a dream. He had a brain . . . Didn't he?
He jumped up and off the bed, scratching his boxer-covered butt, before shivering. "Woo, it's cold!" He wrapped his arms around his sides, some snot starting to run out of his left nostril. He glanced out the window, then, looked towards the door. He double-took. "What the hell?" It was snowing! Finally, after all this time waiting, it was actually snowing! Duo was ecstatic and shot like a bullet towards a certain, stoic pilot's bedroom.
He burst through the door, and flung himself onto the empty side of the blanket-covered pilot's bed. "Heero! Come outside! Come look! Look outside!" Duo urged, jumping on the bed.
Heero pulled his covers up tightly around his furry head. He murmured softly but it couldn't be heard over the squeaking bedsprings. Duo heard a yawn, grunted, then deciding to move to tougher methods of persuasion.
Heero yawned and stretched before turning around in his bed. He opened his eyes only to meet the cobalt eyes of Duo. "Hey, honey!" Duo cooed sarcastically. Heero freaked, jumping out of bed. After all, Duo was in his underwear, while Heero was clad in his green jammies.
"Heero! Come outside!" Duo grabbed Heero's wrist, pulling him out the door.
In the backyard, Duo cavorted, urging Heero into the center of the averaged sized yard. "It snowed, how amusing," Heero muttered, trying to walk through the thick snow.
"Yeah! Isn't it great!!" Duo rambled, getting on his knees and digging through the snow. Heero wondered if Duo was cold, due to the fact that Duo was in his boxers and socks. Duo laughed triumphantly, his arms akimbo, looking at his creation. It was a snowman.
Heero came beside him and looked down at the tiny thing, scrutinizing its twiggy arms and tiny pebble face, which was smiling. Heero admired Duo's handy-work, but pitied his imagination; Duo was childish and plain.
"Hey, Heero, check this out!" Duo yelled from across the yard, and Heero lopped over to him. Duo smiled, showing Heero an imprint of some kind.
"What is it?"
"It's a snow angel, silly!" Duo said and he plopped back down into the snow and made another one.
Heero raised and eyebrow, "Impressive."
"Aw, you ain't seen nothin' yet!" Duo snickered, drawing final hallows around the angels' heads, "Did you know only guys can do this?"
"Do what?" Heero watched Duo lope to the right side of the yard.
"Watch!" Then Duo turned his back and soon the sound of piddling water could be heard, making Heero sweat-drop. He peeked over Duo's shoulder and Duo stepped aside, grinning like the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland.
Duo had whizzed the name MAXWELL into the snow. Both of Heero's eyebrows rose, "Wow," he said in a surprised and impressed voice that really means "ooooo-kay . . .".
Duo poked Heero, "Wanna' try?"
"Uh, no thank you," Heero backed off remembering Duo had not washed his hands, (okay I must admit, I like Heero being a semi neat freak) "Maybe you should get some clothes on. I'm going to do just that!"
"Aw, c'mon, it's not that cold!" Duo said imploringly.
"I beg to differ!" Heero retorted pointing at Duo's face.
Duo felt along his jaw line. Suddenly he felt something warm and gooey. "Uh," Duo grunted. A river of snot was trailing out of his nose to the bottom of his chin.
Heero grinned and walked back into the house, Duo following behind, cupping his face with both of his hands.
~
Yay! The first chapter out of two! Why did I decide to turn this small fic into two chapters? I DON'T KNOW! You'll just have to wait until the next chapter! Duo gets sick! Heero gets affectionate! Fluff! Yay!
By Akemi Maxwell
Standard disclaimers apply
Started: 7/23/03 Completed: 8/8/03
Hey! I know I haven't been updating lately, been kinda' in a writers block. I took down DF due to major writers block. Wolf child may come down too. At least I'll take away some stress and get back to writing up some more fics, I need to get on the ball. Yay? You be the judge.
Kinda' nice to write about the cold for once, I'm burnin'!
(A/N) = Author's note . . . though you may already know that
~
"We're off to see the wizard! The wonderful wizard of OZ!"
Duo was locked arm in arm with three other people, dancing along a strangely familiar yellow brick road. He looked at the other faces, Quatre the Lion with no courage, Heero the tin man without a heart, and Dorothy who was none other then Dorothy of Kansas! He looked down at himself and laughed to see that he was the Scarecrow without a brain. There was even the little dog Toto with a familiar uni-bang.
"We're off to see the wizard! The wonderful wizard of OZ!" ~
Duo woke up screaming, cold sweat running along his forehead. He sighed, relieved that it was all just a dream. He had a brain . . . Didn't he?
He jumped up and off the bed, scratching his boxer-covered butt, before shivering. "Woo, it's cold!" He wrapped his arms around his sides, some snot starting to run out of his left nostril. He glanced out the window, then, looked towards the door. He double-took. "What the hell?" It was snowing! Finally, after all this time waiting, it was actually snowing! Duo was ecstatic and shot like a bullet towards a certain, stoic pilot's bedroom.
He burst through the door, and flung himself onto the empty side of the blanket-covered pilot's bed. "Heero! Come outside! Come look! Look outside!" Duo urged, jumping on the bed.
Heero pulled his covers up tightly around his furry head. He murmured softly but it couldn't be heard over the squeaking bedsprings. Duo heard a yawn, grunted, then deciding to move to tougher methods of persuasion.
Heero yawned and stretched before turning around in his bed. He opened his eyes only to meet the cobalt eyes of Duo. "Hey, honey!" Duo cooed sarcastically. Heero freaked, jumping out of bed. After all, Duo was in his underwear, while Heero was clad in his green jammies.
"Heero! Come outside!" Duo grabbed Heero's wrist, pulling him out the door.
In the backyard, Duo cavorted, urging Heero into the center of the averaged sized yard. "It snowed, how amusing," Heero muttered, trying to walk through the thick snow.
"Yeah! Isn't it great!!" Duo rambled, getting on his knees and digging through the snow. Heero wondered if Duo was cold, due to the fact that Duo was in his boxers and socks. Duo laughed triumphantly, his arms akimbo, looking at his creation. It was a snowman.
Heero came beside him and looked down at the tiny thing, scrutinizing its twiggy arms and tiny pebble face, which was smiling. Heero admired Duo's handy-work, but pitied his imagination; Duo was childish and plain.
"Hey, Heero, check this out!" Duo yelled from across the yard, and Heero lopped over to him. Duo smiled, showing Heero an imprint of some kind.
"What is it?"
"It's a snow angel, silly!" Duo said and he plopped back down into the snow and made another one.
Heero raised and eyebrow, "Impressive."
"Aw, you ain't seen nothin' yet!" Duo snickered, drawing final hallows around the angels' heads, "Did you know only guys can do this?"
"Do what?" Heero watched Duo lope to the right side of the yard.
"Watch!" Then Duo turned his back and soon the sound of piddling water could be heard, making Heero sweat-drop. He peeked over Duo's shoulder and Duo stepped aside, grinning like the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland.
Duo had whizzed the name MAXWELL into the snow. Both of Heero's eyebrows rose, "Wow," he said in a surprised and impressed voice that really means "ooooo-kay . . .".
Duo poked Heero, "Wanna' try?"
"Uh, no thank you," Heero backed off remembering Duo had not washed his hands, (okay I must admit, I like Heero being a semi neat freak) "Maybe you should get some clothes on. I'm going to do just that!"
"Aw, c'mon, it's not that cold!" Duo said imploringly.
"I beg to differ!" Heero retorted pointing at Duo's face.
Duo felt along his jaw line. Suddenly he felt something warm and gooey. "Uh," Duo grunted. A river of snot was trailing out of his nose to the bottom of his chin.
Heero grinned and walked back into the house, Duo following behind, cupping his face with both of his hands.
~
Yay! The first chapter out of two! Why did I decide to turn this small fic into two chapters? I DON'T KNOW! You'll just have to wait until the next chapter! Duo gets sick! Heero gets affectionate! Fluff! Yay!