Disclaimer: (sniffling a bit) ok, I don't own GW or the boys. (perks up) I do however, have an immense load of really cool earrings from my birthday presents. If you want them, you could sue me for…uh……having really cool earrings…?
Well, I recently realized that there are very few, if any, skiing/snowboarding fics in the fandom. It could be that only weird Americans like me snowboard, and forgive me, I'm rather uneducated when it comes to other countries, but I think that a lot of people ski. This story is my attempt to remedy the lack of stories, if you know of some other fic on that topic, TELL ME.
This first chapter is dedicated to lil devil 2004 for giving me enough encouragement to continue writing.
Pairings: This will be an AU 1x2 get-together with maybe a smidgeon of 3x4 on the side.
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By Cerulean Waters
Heero snarled at his boots in frustration, why did he need ski boots anyway? Couldn't they just strap those abominable plastic strips directly to his feet? Now Heero was smart enough to realize that this wouldn't really work, but at the moment it seemed a much simpler solution than forcing the molded creations over his feet.
Somehow Trowa had convinced him that a winter spent in Colorado skiing would be fun. So they had found a nice place, not too big but with different levels of terrain, called Copper Mountain to stay at. His 'so-called' friend was already an experienced skier, and while Heero was convinced that he would pick it up easily, he began to have doubts.
He shoved the sweaty, chocolate colored hair off of his forehead, geez, it was getting hot in here with all of his snow gear on.
"Coming?" Trowa, an unusually quiet young man, was obviously getting impatient with the other's rather slow efforts. He was beginning to regret bringing him out here and the day had barely started.
"I'm ready."
And with the ski boots finally in their place, he was indeed. Trowa finished putting on his cap, tucking his bangs inside so that his emerald eyes were uncovered, and they left the condominium building where they were staying. The first stop was the bunny hill. (A/N: Heero's not so good at skiing, that's why they're at the bunny hill. Hehe…)
Despite the numerous calls of 'Wedger!' directed at Heero, he managed to pick up the basic concept of skiing quite easily and within a few hours, Trowa declared him fit to move on to a real chairlift.
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Turning his head in hope of glimpsing one of his friends, Quatre was unexpectedly pelted with snow. He glared at the one responsible,
"That was completely unnecessary. I have no clue why I ever hang around with you anymore." The blonde skier was only teasing though, after all, if he didn't spend time with Duo, he would have any excitement.
"Ah, Q-ball, you hang around with me 'cause you love me, didn't you know?" this came from the braided boarder who was currently sprawled at Quatre's feet, having fallen there after spraying the other boy with slush.
A quiet hiss of snow announced the presence of their last friend, Wufei and he too was a boarder. The two boarders had been trying to convince Quatre for some time to make the transition to 'the dark side', but the blonde insisted that skiing was more sophisticated and that he would stick with it.
The three had lived nearly in the same house for all their lives, well, they had switched off living at each of their houses when they were young. Now though, they shared a single home and worked together in a little equipment shop in Copper Mountain.
They sold everything there from skis and boards, to lip balm and altitude pills for the stupid tourists who couldn't acclimatize. Recently, they had found themselves short of help and with little free time to enjoy their mountain life so they took advantage of it whenever possible.
All of them were experts on any kind of terrain and as store owners, they had free lift tickets for the season. Even though the easier hills had quickly lost their interest, Wufei had sprained his ankle earlier that week and they took pity on him, sticking to the greens for the day until Duo complained of hunger and they went in for lunch.
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Heero, with Trowa's help, had worked his way up into the green hills, where they were currently. He had already fallen many times and was getting sore.
"Can we go in soon?" It wasn't like him to back away from physical pain, but on the other hand, they were going to be doing this for at least a few more months. Heero thought he deserved some leeway.
"Yeah, this'll be our last run." Trowa gestured to t hill before pushing off with his poles and short-swinging down.
Heero sighed and followed his much more skilled friend, determined to keep up.
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Luckily the pair had made it down without mishap and Heero was attempting to put his skis and poles into the rack. Trowa just watched, mirth dancing in his eyes.
When he finally accomplished his goal, (the skis had a nasty habit of not sliding together and holding as they were supposed to) the cobalt eyed boy demanded that they go to a lodge or something to get food and warm up, but not before two boards had caught his interest.
They were placed far from each other, almost as if the owners didn't want them close. One was beautiful; the top was black with thorny vines wrapping around it, the opposite side was also black, only with a dark crimson rose. The other board was not nearly as appealing to Heero, although he could guess that some would find it very attractive. This one was pink. Not only was it pink, it had tiny red hibiscus flowers. Now, hibiscus flowers are definitely not native to Colorado, they only grow in the Tropics so this was probably not such a smart design for a snowboard.
Resolving to find the owners of the two rather- interesting- pieces of equipment, he turned to follow his taller friend inside.
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Hate it? You did, didn't you! (begins crying) okay enough of that. But anyway, Copper Mountain is a real place, I spend a few months there every year and I both ski and board. Please review, and guess who the two boards belong to. (it may be rather obvious)
Quick Glossary
(I don't know how much of this slanginess is used by anyone other than me and my friends/family, and if you don't ski or board, you may be rather confused. At the end of each chapter I'll have a little glossary just in case.)
Terrain- this just refers to the snow-type and hill difficulty.
Bunny Hill- a tiny little mound of snow where beginners start.
Wedger- usually used as an insult, it describes someone who has not yet learned to turn with parallel skis, so the skis are in a wedge shape.
Greens- the easiest level of hill. Next are blues and blacks.
The Dark Side- I'm pretty sure no one used this but me, if someone is one the dark side, it just means that they're a snowboarder. And yes, I am proud of being on this side.
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