Rowen: Here we go again . . .
Lady: (raises eyebrow) And what is that supposed to mean?
Rowen: Well, every time you right a story one of us guys gets tortured. You never do anything to the girls.
Lady: I do to! I have every intention of torturing Relena and Dorothy. The others, I don't put in my stories.
Heero: That's a good thing.
Quatre: Be nice.
Heero: Why?
Lady: Because if you don't I'll make you the main girl in this fic.
Heero: You wouldn't dare . . .
Lady: Wanna bet?
Trowa: Who is the girl this time?
Lady: You...
Trowa: ///_o;;;
Heero: Haha!
Sage: (barges in dressed in a green school girl uniform) I demand to know why I'm in this god forsaken skirt!
Cye: *snickers* Nice dress blondie.
Sage: Shut up.
Lady: (takes picture of Sage) This is too rich . . .
Sage: You're Evil!
Lady: Flattery will get you no where.
Trowa: Will someone do the disclaimers so we can get this over with?
Quatre: Ok. Lady Date doesn't own Gundam Wing or Ronin Warriors, so don't sue.
Trowa: Do I have to wear a skirt?
Lady & Sage: YES!
Trowa: ///_@Title
ch.1: First Day Blues
"Hurry up! We're late." Sage yelled from the bottom of the stairs, dressed to kill in a bright green school girl uniform. It was his first day at school, and he didn't want to be late. And his friend, Trowa, was no different.
"Don't rush me," Trowa answered, also in a green girls' uniform. "It's not like it's an emergency."
"Let's just go!" Sage yelled, grabbing Trowa by the hand, grabbing the bags in the other hand, and running out the door.
"What about our-" Trowa tried to protest, but was cut off
"No time." It took them 10 min. to get to the school grounds. Just as they were about to go into the building, when the inevitable happened, they ran into someone.
"Why don't you watch where you're going?" demanded the boy they had just run into. The boy had messy, deep brown hair, Persian blue eyes, and a deep green uniform. Trowa, who had collided heads with the boy, looked up at the sound of his voice. It was then that Trowa noticed that Sage had kept going, leaving Trowa with the boy.
"Gomen. My friend and I were in a rush." Trowa bowed politely to who she thought was an upper-class man.
"I could tell, "He smiled. "Though I don't know why. School doesn't start for another half hour." Trowa blinked at this.
"You mean we're early?" the boy nodded. Trowa smacked her forehead. "Damn you Sage! Draggin' me out of bad at six in the morning, and making me get dressed," growled Trowa under her breathe.
"Is something the matter?"
"Huh? Oh, no. I'm fine."
"You're new here," it was more the statement, then a question.
"Yes, how could you tell?" Trowa replied sarcastically. He smirked, got up, and extended his hand to Trowa.
"Heero Yuy, and you would be?"
"Trowa Barton." Trowa shook Heero's hand once she was fully upright. They fell into a definite silence, which left Trowa a little uneasy. "Well I'd better do get my friend and tell her we're early, see ya." And Trowa darted off after that. Heero stared after her for a while not quite sure what to do. After about a minute, he smirked again and shook his head.
'Strange girl,' he stopped on that thought for moment. When running down the hall, Trowa's skirt flu up. He corrected him self. 'Strange boy.'
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Sage, who had continued his plight despite the fact that he had left his brother behind after knocking one boy down, ran into another boy. This time Sage stopped.
"Oh, geez, are you alright?" he asked once he realized that, while he was running, he failed to notice the girl, who was now under neath him. She apparently failed to notice him.
"I will be, as soon as you get off me." Sage groaned.
He quickly removed him self off of her."Gomen." He helped Sage up.
"It's okay. We both should have been paying attention."
"Why were ya runnin', anyway?"
"I could ask the same of you."
"Bullies."
"Late."
"For what?"
"School."
"School doesn't start for another . . . "he looked at his watch, "Fifteen minutes."
"Uh, oh . . . "
"What's wrong, my friend is going to be pissed."
"Well, well. Looks like you made a new friend, Hashiba!" Yelled another boy who was behind the boy Sage had just run into, mockingly. The bully took good look at Sage. "I just might take her from you." Sage turned his head indignantly.
"I would go out with you if my life depended on it." Sage scoffed.
"I it just might if you keep that up," warned the first boy.
"Are you saying you don't find me attractive?" the bully wrapped his arm around Sage's shoulder, pulling him closer. Sage brushed the arm off.
"Yes." The bully grabbed Sage by the collar of his shirt and slammed him against the lockers behind him.
"Now you listen to me, you little bitch." He spat in Sage's face. Sage grabbed the wrist that held her and twisted it. The bully yelled in pain, so excruciating that it brought him to his knees.
"Now you listen to me," Sage said coldly. "I don't want to see you picking on my new friend, or else I might do something you'll regret." When he nodded his acknowledgment, Sage let go of his wrist. Walking over to her new friend, she stooped down and picked up the books and bag that he had dropped when that had collided. "Here." Sage handed them to him. Just then the bell for class rung. Sage was about to turn when, he realized some thing. He turned to his new friend and asked, "Do you know where room 684 is?"
"That's my home room, just follow me," he smiled. "By the way my Name is Rowen. You already know my last name."
"I'm Sage Date. It's a pleasure to meet you, Rowen-kun." Sage paused. He didn't notice Rowen's hair until now. "You hair is-"
"I know shocking blue, but, believe you me, it's natural. We better get going before we're late. Oh, and it's nice to meet you too, Sage-chan." Sage nodded and followed Rowen, smiling at the "chan" he put at the end of his name.
'If he only knew . . . 'he thought quietly.
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"We have two new student's to day," announce the teacher. "Please introduce your selves."
"Date, Sage."
"Barton, Trowa,"
"Every well then, but because you ladies and Mr. Hashiba were late, I'm afraid that you will have to stand out in the fall for the rest of the period."
"Yes sir," The three teens exited the class room, buckets in hand, to wait for the end of class.
"Well this stinks . . . " Sage commented dryly.
"I'm not taking to you," Trowa spoke sourly
"Why not?" Rowen asked.
"I made her get up earlier than necessary," Sage sighed.
"That and you left me with the guy you ran into!" Trowa shouted. There came a loud shush from the class behind them.
"You mean the second guy she ran into." Rowen smiled.
"Hey, this time I stopped," retorted Sage. "And I thought you weren't talking to me?"
"Well if it isn't the graceful Trowa Barton," called a voice to their left. Trowa and turned bright red. It was Heero. Noticing Trowa's blush, Heero quickly apologized. "It's okay, you more graceful then most."
"Thanks, I guess"Trowa tried to hide his flush cheeks by looking down. Sage looked on in amusement.
'If I didn't know better, I'd say that Trowa's got the hots for this guy.' Sage smirked. "Aren't you going to introduce us to your new friend?"
"Huh?" Trowa snapped out of the daze he was in. "Oh, yeah! Guys, this is Heero Yuy. Heero, this is my best friend Sage, and- who are you?"
"Rowen Hashiba."Rowen extended his hand to Trowa, and then paused at Heero for a moment. "You're not an upper class-man, Heero are you?"
"I've been called that," Heero responded solemnly.
"Oh, boy," Rowen replied, eyes grown wide. "I think I'll stand over here," and he scooted a good three feet from Heero, Sage and Trowa, who just blinked at him.
"I think we've missed something Tro, " Sage whispered. Trowa simply nodded.
"Why are you out here anyway, Heero?" Trowa finally asked, breaking the silence
Heero shrugged it off. "No home room."
"Why don't-" Trowa was cut off by the bell that signaled class's end.
"See you around, Barton." Heero smiled and walked away.
"Wait a minute!" She was about to catch him, but he was no where to be seen. "That's weird."
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It was lunch time. Sage was sitting with Rowen at one of the table, while Trowa sat quite under a tree. He didn't have a lunch, due to Sage's rush to be one time. But it didn't seem to bother Trowa in the least, for Trowa had other thing on his mind. Like Heero. No matter, what he did, he couldn't get the brunette out of his mind. He was jolted out of his thoughts by a quiet voice.
"Are you alright?" Asked a young blonde boy, who was leaning over Trowa.
"Yes, why do you ask?"
"You looked kind of lonely over here all by yourself."
"I'm fine."
"You don't look like it. Don't you have any friends?" the boy asked. Trowa was hurt by the question, but knew that he didn't any harm by it. He looked over at the table where Sage was sitting with Rowen and three other boys, laughing and smiling. The boy also looked in that direction. His face grew sad, and he looked back at Trowa. "I'm sorry. I'll leave you alone." He was about to leave when he felt something grab his wrist.
"You're welcome to sit with me id you like, I won't mind," Trowa smiled softly. The boy smiled and sat down next to Trowa.
"By the way, I'm Quatre. You are?"
"Trowa."
"So have you met any nice people yet?"
"One I guess."
"You guess? Who was it?"
"Heero Yuy."
Pause.
"What?"
"Uh . . . It's nothing. Don't worry about it."
"You sure?"
"Positive." Quatre smiled to prove his point. Trowa was still a little skeptical, but soon forgot about it when, both he and Quatre, heard his stomach growl. Trowa tried to laugh it off. Quatre offered Trowa an apple, which he rejected at first, but Trowa soon gave into Quatre's persistent nature. The soon fell into a comfortable silence, which lasted for about fifteen minutes. After a while Quatre brock the quiet.
"So what classes do you have next?"
"PE, history, English, and study hall."
"Great, we have the same classes." Once again the bell rang, and another class started. On his way to class, Trowa could sworn that he had seen Persian blue eyes looking at him.
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Trowa and Sage returned home promptly at 3:30. Their first day had been uneventful, if you don't include the Heero Yuy's popping up just when Trowa needed him. Like during Trowa's break before study hall. He was about to beat the crud beaten out him, when Heero showed up and scared them off. Or when he had saved Trowa from getting in trouble, by showing that there was an English book in her desk. The strange thing was that after doing those things for him, he would disappear, as if he were never there.
It was late and Trowa had just finished studying f or the pop Quiz he had the next day, and had come down stairs to get some thing to drink. Trowa was dressed in a blue/grey turtle neck and tight jeans (as if you couldn't see this coming).
"Hey Tro, I need to talk to you," said Sage. Being that they were home, they could remove their girl guises. Sage wore a yellow shirt, green jacket and kacky pants.
"Sure, what about?" Trowa was a little confused about why Sage needed to talk to him so urgently.
"It's about that Heero guy at school."
"And?"
"I know you like him and all, but-" Sage was cut off by the phone. Sitting right next to it, he picked it up. "Hello. Yes, one moment." Sage handed Trowa that phone. "It's for you." Slightly confused, Trowa put the phone to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Is this Trowa Barton? "
"Yes, and who is this?"
"I'm just calling to tell you to be careful at school."
"Why? Who are you?" the phone was silent for awhile then the dial tone sounded. Trowa hung up the phone. 'My day just keeps getting weirder and weirder by the minute,' thought Trowa. "I'm gonna go to bed, before anything else happens. Good night Sage." Trowa stopped, Sage look at him. "By the way, what were you going to tell me about Heero?"
"Oh, it's nothing. Never mind, good night." Sage said sheepishly. Trowa looked at him curiously for a moment then went to bed.
'Oh, Trowa,' Sage thought. 'How can I tell you that the man of your dreams has been dead for twenty years...'
Lady: That's it.
Heero: That wasn't so bad.
Trowa & Sage: Speak for yourself!
Lady: At least I didn't make you complete girls, I just dresses you up as ones.
Trowa: You're evil and I refuse to continue to dress like a girl.
Lady: 1) Your starting to sound like Wufei, and 2) Do you want a lemon scene or not.
Trowa: ///-O
Lady: That what I thought. Now if you're nice and I get good reviews on this for it, you and Heero get to make like bunnies.
Heero: O_o
Trowa: ///_@
Lady: (pokes Trowa with a stick) O.....Kay. Please Review. Ja~ne.
(If any of you can think of a good title I'd love suggestions)