It all started innocently
enough. Well, all right, anything involving Duo really isn't innocent, but we
can ignore that for now. So, taking that into consideration, it was rather
innocent. A nice lovely day at the nice, lovely new school-
Quatre scowled. Of course, he had been perfectly fine at their old one but Heero
had insisted they leave after Relena had found them. Goddamn that annoying girl.
Did she stalk him or something? Really, she needed a life.
-with birds chirping and the sun shining and-
Okay, all right, this is getting tad bit surreal, now isn't it? Granted this
whole story has quite a bit of a surreal twist to it but we don't need to go
that far, do we?
Quatre was waltzing-
WALKING WALKING WALKING! I WAS NOT WALTZING!
-and prancing-
Oh how I hate you
-down the hallway when he happened to stumble upon a most frightening sight.
Well, actually, when one considers what sights he has already seen one realizes
that this was most definitely not one of the more frightening sights but for
that day it definitely was ranking up there. It was Duo.
Are you trying to say that I'm a frightening sight?
No, not in the least. Back to my story, thank you very much.
Duo was stomping-
Ha! I'm not a pretty boy unlike someone I know!
I hate you.
-down the hall, grinning like a schoolgirl-
Not a pretty boy, eh?
-with blood pouring down his face.
... and that came out of left field.
Why not right field?
Is this really the point of our conversation?
... PRETTY BOY!
"Oh my god Duo, what happened to you?" Duo merely continued to grin in response
to the british-arabian's-
What the hell am I now?
What the hell are you is more the question.
-question and continued upon his happy way, stomping down the hall, smiling
prissily with mass amounts of blood covering his chin and shirt.
It was only a little while longer until the brunette happened upon our favorite
Chinese, Wufei. The Chinese stared, completely at a loss for words to describe
the situation at hand. That probably was a good thing, since the
braided-brunette was off in his own little world and wouldn't have heard him
even if he had tried to talk.
You just had to find some way to put me into this story, didn't you? You just
couldn't leave me out of this, could you? Goddamn you wench! God-
Oh put a cork in it Wufei. At least you're not a nancing pretty boy.
Or some crazy freak who's running around with blood all over you.
I hate you both.
By now the entire school had discovered Duo and his blood-covered front ( which
was slowly spreading. The blood seemed to be coming from his nose and he was
making no attempt to stop the flow ) and were doing their best to avoid him.
Trowa was not so fortunate, or maybe he actually wanted to confront the crazed
teen. No one really knew with him.
...
Quit back talking me.
...
Bastard!
..-
I will not take this lip from you any longer. And that's final!
"Trowa Trowa Trowa! Guess what?" Duo chirped-
Now I'm chirping?
-bouncing up and down. "I have something exciting to tell you!"
I feel so gay...
You are so gay.
That's not the point.
"I finally told Heero that I love him today. And do you know what he did? He
punched me!" The brunette hugged himself at his point, unable to contain his
glee. "I'm so happy! He must love me - he didn't kill me!"
... Can I kill myself? Like, now please?
Now I'm in the story!
Heero!
GAH!
Duo, don't glomp him, he has a g-
BAM
... This isn't my fault.
