Prologue
Maybe, if he had moved faster, he wouldn't have been sitting in front of this desk, in front of the principle, in between his foster parents, with nothing but a fake, cheerful grin on his face. It was the first time he had been 'caught trying to leave school campus,' which was something he and his so-called 'friend' Thomas White did most often. But, the boy sitting in his 'death-chair' vowed he would get his revenge on the lying blond brat for turning him in. Oh, he would definitely get his revenge, even if he had to break out in the middle of the night and-
"He's going back to the orphanage, that's what!" his foster father's roar of anger broke him from his evil mind. What had he just said? No. Not the orphanage. He couldn't go back there. Not with Father Maxwell and Sister Helen. No. Never. He couldn't bear to see the disappointed looks on their faces if he walked back in after the sixth family this year. Yes, sixth family. He never stayed in one house for more than four weeks, maybe five, but he had hoped to stay with Mr. and Mrs. Carrigan for longer than two weeks. Then again, it was all his fault for going out of the school when he was supposed to be in class. He wanted to stay with this family, but it was his fault this time and there was no stopping it.
"Darling, don't be too harsh on the boy," his foster mother said soothingly. "It was only once and he wont do it again, will you, Duo?"
He opened his mouth to speak, but Mr. Carrigan got to his voice first, "No! He has no discipline and he will more than likely do it again! I knew we should have gotten a younger child, but no, you-" he pointed accusingly at his wife, "-just had to get him!" his glare turned deadly as he shifted to face the young fourteen year old boy beside him. "You are packing your things as soon as we get back and I will dra-" before anything else could be said, the black clad figure in the chair had shot up and ran through the oak door, head down and braid snapping behind him.
Chapter one is on its way!
R&R Prologue, please!
P.s.: Gomen! I'm sorry it is so short, but it is the best I could do to get the idea out of my head. -sigh- But do not worry! -huggles Duo plush-doll- Bluze is at work!
Duo: Heh. I am guessing I get abit more suffering in here?
Right-o, Duo! Along with some Heero bastardizing and a lot of Relena bashing!
Duo: ... Yay.