Title: Adventures in DDR
Author: Rokoneko (squeak71886@hotmail.com)
Archive: ask if you wish to use any of my work, and then you can have it ^^
Category: fluff, ooc?, longings of a yaoi/yuri nature
Pairings: random
Warning: if you don't know what DDR is, visit www.ddrfreak.com surf around the site and it will explain any unfamiliar things you may encounter in reading this.
Timeline: after the war, pas the end of Endless Waltz…
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1 Adventures in DDR: a fic by RoKoNeKo
~Part one~
/falling in love again…/
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"I got an E!! I got an E!!!" Quatre shrieked, jumping up and down. He tripped off of the pad. He threw himself on Trowa, kissed him on the cheek, and bounded away to buy something to drink. Trowa sighed and sat on the floor. Duo hobbled over to the machine, balanced precariously on his crutches, and gave Heero a high-five.
"Alright, Hee-chan!!" he said, grinning, "Perfect score again!" Now that Heero was not concerned with being the Perfect Soldier, he had occupied himself with being the Perfect DDR Player. He had never gotten lower than an –A- on any song, any level. Playing with Duo was a challenge that he had been looking forward to for weeks. However, unfortunately, Duo had broken his foot two days before, trying to –hop- out of the bathtub. Heero had offered to set the bone for him, ut Duo had refused, using several *unnecessary* words. Heero had fumed for awhile, but had finally given in and taken him to the hospital, grumbling about the cost of orthopedic treatment.
Now, Duo, ignoring the doctor's orders of "Rest! Relaxation!", had insisted on going out to play DDR with the others. He didn't want to stay home alone with Wufei, who hated the game, and he didn't want to keep Heero from his…*second* favorite activity. So far, there had only been –one- small incident, when a –large- guy had tried to squeeze by and squished Duo's bandaged and braced foot against another game. This, of course, resulted in indignance and death threats from Duo to the man, who ignored him and lumbered away. Duo muttered to himself as he carefully stepped onto the 2p side of the pad and balanced himself on his right crutch, bar-hugging with his left hand. Heero stuck four tokens into the machine and started a new round.
Duo mae ith through the first two songs fine, managing a –B- on both "B4U" and "Dive" on trick. He had only struggled a bit, but luckily the wrappings on his left foot were heavy enough to register the steps if he set his foot down lightly on the arrow. When the song list game up on the screen again, Duo briefly scrolled through and stopped on ".59". He pounded the down arrow twice more with his right foot and selected the song. Heero raised an eyebrow.
"You sure you can handle it?" he asked dubiously. His side had been on "Maniac" for the first two dances, or else he would have lowered the level to "Trick" to ensure that they wouldn't fail. He had never failed before, and he didn't intend to start. Duo only grinned and began bar-hugging as the song opened.
. . . . . . . . . .
The dance was going fine. Duo was able to let go of the bar once in awhile as he got more comfortable with the steps. In the middle of the song, some annoying little kid ran by the pad and hit Duo's crutch with his foot. Predictably, Duo began to topple over with his crutch. His hand slipped off the bar and he hit the ground, half on and half off the pad. Heero, distracted momentarily, looked over to the 2p side. Hearing a stream of Japanese profanity from somewhere around his feet, he glanced down and saw the braided bishonen writhing on the floor, trying to regain his feet…well, his foot.
The brief second was enough to throw off Heero's rhythm. Torn between clearing the round and helping the cursing boy on the floor, he struggled to hit the arrows while gripping one of Duo's random flailing appendages in an attempt to yank him upright. Suddenly, the screen flashed "FAILED", and the narrator cheerfully commented "Come back to this stage after more practice!"
Heero's eyes went wide as he sank to his knees. He stared at the screen in a daze until other people waiting for –their- turns started yelling at him to move. Slowly, he picked up the now-unconscious Duo from up off the floor. "Mission….Failed…." he said sadly, and walked away from the machine to wait outside.
~*owari*~
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Author: Rokoneko (squeak71886@hotmail.com)
Archive: ask if you wish to use any of my work, and then you can have it ^^
Category: fluff, ooc?, longings of a yaoi/yuri nature
Pairings: random
Warning: if you don't know what DDR is, visit www.ddrfreak.com surf around the site and it will explain any unfamiliar things you may encounter in reading this.
Timeline: after the war, pas the end of Endless Waltz…
Feedback: Please!!! I want to hear what you guys think of me! Comments, suggestions, and flames welcome….
Disclaimer: insert your favorite here
1 Adventures in DDR: a fic by RoKoNeKo
~Part one~
/falling in love again…/
. . . . . . . . .
"I got an E!! I got an E!!!" Quatre shrieked, jumping up and down. He tripped off of the pad. He threw himself on Trowa, kissed him on the cheek, and bounded away to buy something to drink. Trowa sighed and sat on the floor. Duo hobbled over to the machine, balanced precariously on his crutches, and gave Heero a high-five.
"Alright, Hee-chan!!" he said, grinning, "Perfect score again!" Now that Heero was not concerned with being the Perfect Soldier, he had occupied himself with being the Perfect DDR Player. He had never gotten lower than an –A- on any song, any level. Playing with Duo was a challenge that he had been looking forward to for weeks. However, unfortunately, Duo had broken his foot two days before, trying to –hop- out of the bathtub. Heero had offered to set the bone for him, ut Duo had refused, using several *unnecessary* words. Heero had fumed for awhile, but had finally given in and taken him to the hospital, grumbling about the cost of orthopedic treatment.
Now, Duo, ignoring the doctor's orders of "Rest! Relaxation!", had insisted on going out to play DDR with the others. He didn't want to stay home alone with Wufei, who hated the game, and he didn't want to keep Heero from his…*second* favorite activity. So far, there had only been –one- small incident, when a –large- guy had tried to squeeze by and squished Duo's bandaged and braced foot against another game. This, of course, resulted in indignance and death threats from Duo to the man, who ignored him and lumbered away. Duo muttered to himself as he carefully stepped onto the 2p side of the pad and balanced himself on his right crutch, bar-hugging with his left hand. Heero stuck four tokens into the machine and started a new round.
Duo mae ith through the first two songs fine, managing a –B- on both "B4U" and "Dive" on trick. He had only struggled a bit, but luckily the wrappings on his left foot were heavy enough to register the steps if he set his foot down lightly on the arrow. When the song list game up on the screen again, Duo briefly scrolled through and stopped on ".59". He pounded the down arrow twice more with his right foot and selected the song. Heero raised an eyebrow.
"You sure you can handle it?" he asked dubiously. His side had been on "Maniac" for the first two dances, or else he would have lowered the level to "Trick" to ensure that they wouldn't fail. He had never failed before, and he didn't intend to start. Duo only grinned and began bar-hugging as the song opened.
. . . . . . . . . .
The dance was going fine. Duo was able to let go of the bar once in awhile as he got more comfortable with the steps. In the middle of the song, some annoying little kid ran by the pad and hit Duo's crutch with his foot. Predictably, Duo began to topple over with his crutch. His hand slipped off the bar and he hit the ground, half on and half off the pad. Heero, distracted momentarily, looked over to the 2p side. Hearing a stream of Japanese profanity from somewhere around his feet, he glanced down and saw the braided bishonen writhing on the floor, trying to regain his feet…well, his foot.
The brief second was enough to throw off Heero's rhythm. Torn between clearing the round and helping the cursing boy on the floor, he struggled to hit the arrows while gripping one of Duo's random flailing appendages in an attempt to yank him upright. Suddenly, the screen flashed "FAILED", and the narrator cheerfully commented "Come back to this stage after more practice!"
Heero's eyes went wide as he sank to his knees. He stared at the screen in a daze until other people waiting for –their- turns started yelling at him to move. Slowly, he picked up the now-unconscious Duo from up off the floor. "Mission….Failed…." he said sadly, and walked away from the machine to wait outside.
~*owari*~
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