1 Title: A Month of Pokemon and Heero Exploration
Warnings: Strong language and gay pilots (To put it simply =P.)
Disclaimer: I don´t own any of the Gundam Pilots, or any aspects of the Pokemon world. Duos Pikachu plushie is, however, mine.
Heero lagged behind as Quatre and Duo, hyper as they are and excited the point of bursting, pulled ahead of the tour group. Trowa was doing his best to stay hidden in the background emerged in any form of greenery he could find, and Wufei was even further back, muttering angrily in a low tone about this horrendously embarassing situation. The five Gundam Pilot, or more accurately, Duo and Quatre, had gotten sick of staying inside all day long without a thing to do. So with Quatres resources, and Duos weird and hilarious (for one who is not taking part in it) holiday ideas, the little brats had formulated a plan to drag the rest of the lazy bums out on a vacation of sorts.
With a lot of persuasion, a bit of pleading from Duo on Heeros part, a lot of bribery towards Wufei, and a few tantrums to Trowa, the group and taken a long cruise to Johto and Kanto, and were now going to spend a whole month amongst the PoKé-catching civilization that lived there. That's right, you heard me, they were going to appear to be ´Pokemon´people to Duos great delight, and to Heeros complete terror. At the moment, they were trudging through the lightly vegetated region just outside Pallet Town where they were to meet the rest of the group. A collection of about twenty people in total, from all over the world, that had come to view pokemon with their own eyes.
"Ok people! We have arrived in Pallet Town!" the female guide roared at the top of her lungs, pointing with her middle finger at a small collection of buildings at the foot of the hill they were on. It didnt look like much, apart from a fairly large building with a tremendously huge set of pastures and makeshift environments behind it.
Duo stared, and water started collecting in his eyes.
"Pokemoooooon!" he shouted and did a weird form of polka mixed in with a bit of tango with a reluctant Heero, who was not too fond of Duos odd happy dance. Heero grumpily shoved Duo off him and folded his arms across his chest, taking on the cold and blank expression he had used for the most part of his life.
"Exactly –what- was the point of coming here?" He hissed quietly to Duo, who simply smiled back at Heero.
"Aww, come on, it´s POKEMON!" Duo explained jokingly, and turned around again to listen somewhat half heartedly to the guide explain everything about this little…pretend town. He´d much rather launch himself into the wilderness, bravely taking on all that he came in confrontation with, north south east and west, NOTHING would stop him in the quest to become a…pokemon master! He would take his trusted pok-
"DUO! Awaken from your foolish dreams of being a..pokemon master" Heero snapped in his ear tapping his fingers impatiently on his watch to indicate he was bored, again, as usual. Duo pouted.
"Fiiiine, but I want to get pokemon…" he added in a would-be-paying- attention-to-the-guide tone, sailing off into his dream world again. The guide just went on and on about Pallet town while the entire guide group started growing restless –seven other people if you didn´t count the pilots who kept to themselves in the back mostly, except for Duo, who was all over the place examining every single blade of grass for any sign of a weedle or a kakuna or..or..anything!
And then, he spotted it.
Right there, beneath a huge leafy oak tree, asleep for the moment while the sun shone warmly through the leaves.
The one pokemon he had worshipped ever since he could say the word pokemon.
The one pokemon he had turned his room at home into a SHRINE for.
The one pokemon that resembled a mouse, was adorably cute, and could shock Team Rocket with its thundershock attack.
The one pokemon he had a finely made plushie for, always with him.
Pikachu.
Duo glanced over his shoulder to spot Trowa and Wufei immersed in a coversation on prices, and Quatre staring oggle-google-eyed at the Pokedex the guide was holding up. Heero was sitting under a tree, frowning, but asleep. It was the PERFECT moment. Slowly and carefully he crept up to the sleeping pokemon.
It stirred.
And Duo dove behind a tree, whimpering in fear at the dreaded thundershock attack. But the Pikachu remained still, sleeping soundly, so he attempted to creep forward again, slooowly, being careful not to let the grass make any noise under him. One step (knee-step if you wish to call it that) at a time, he got closer and closer to the yellow mouse-clown-thing infront of him.
All of a sudden, the beady black eye of the pokemon snapped open, and Duo´s already wide eyes went wider in terror and awe. Quick as a flash he whipped his stuffed Pika plushie out of his backpack and held it up as defense.
A moment of total silence followed.
Duo was on his stomach, tensed up and shivering with the doll clenched in his hand so hard that its eyes were popping out and the doll itself let out a pfuiiiii sound. The Pikachu was sitting on its bum, mouth making a cute little 'O' and simply staring in a confused manner at the Gundam Pilot, who in comparison to the pokemon, was huge.
"Pika?"
"Eeeee?" Duo responded, stiffly opening one eye to glance at his prey (which was overpowering him simply with a blink, so he didnt make much of a predator) his braid dropped off his head and landend infront of the pokemon with a soft thud. Now it was the pokemons turn to gasp in shock…and horror…or was it? Duo remained silent, as if awaiting some secret form of judgement.
Then, breaking the silence like what happens when the band starts up on a rock concert, Pikachu smiled and chirped happily, boucing around on its tail. And clapping its pudgy little hands together.
"PIKAPIKAPIKAPIKA….chu!" it squeaked and glomped a terrified Duos face, squaking and squawking all the time.
"Eeeeeeeee…" Duo let out a long breath he had been holding in since he had first laid eyes on Pika, and a familiar wide cheezy grin spread across his face. Cautiously and very slowly, he raised his finger and gently poked the yellow fur of pikachu, causing the little pokemon to sway back and forth. He poked it again, and it swayed some more. A few more pokes gave the same result. Suddenly, pikachu raised its chubby finger and poked Duo back, earning another poke from the pilot.
What followed, was ten minutes of taking-turns-poking, resulting in both getting sore fingers.
Poke.
Poke.
Poke.
You get the picture.
"DUO! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!" came a loud and very annoyed voice from over where the guide tour ´was´ before. Now there was nothing more than a panting Heero, wiping sweat off his brow and snarling under his breath about beheading a certain pilot with a long braid for making him run all the way back to fetch him. His eyes scanned the forest view for a few seconds before locking on their target crouched by a yellow rat under a tree.
"Duo? You stayed here…for a RAT!?" he shouted, spitting the word ´rat´ as if Pikachu had be shoved down his throat. Duo promptly rose to his feet and put his hands on his hips.
"It´s no rat! Can you not see that it is my creature of worship, Pikachu!? I´m TRYING to have a nice conversa-OWWW!" He was interupted when Heero grabbed his ear in an iron grip and proceeded to drag the flailing teen with him down the steep hill towards the rest of the tour group, who had already reached the lodge they were to stay in for the first night of the expedition.
"NEXT time you make me run up a freakin´ hill and trip over…rock pokemon, I swear I will shove that braid down your throat and keep it there until you die from slow suffocation!" Heero snapped, ignoring the fresh trail of blood making its way down both of his knees from large gashes in both. Duo looked slightly guilty, and glanced back up the hill to look for any sign of the pikachu. But the summit was empty except for the path and its greenery.
"But..but.." Duos face fell again " I just wanted to have some fun…" he muttered, trying to avoid staring at the blood collecting on the ground, while Heero was ignoring it completely, as if he was using it as some form of guilt creator for Duo.
"Fun? You might have fun on this excuse for a vacation, but I sure won't. Pokemon? What were you THINKING!? God you annoy me so much, you ANNOYING and IDIOTIC baka with a brain the size of PEA! You have NO sense whatsoever, and it would probably do us all a favour if you would just go and DROWN YOURSELF!" Heero shouted right in Duos face and stalked off to join Trowa and Wufei as they packed themself into the wodden lodge.
Duo was left quite startled and stood there for a good ten minutes, absorbing all the shock of Heeros harsh words fully. He was used to 01 being a real bitch most of the time, but why now? Duo had just been trying to do something good for a change, to come up with a good idea and make Heero happy. To make Heero like him as much as he liked Heero. But it seemed nothing Duo did out of the goodness of his heart for Heero was good enough. Always was he met with disapproval.
"It´s just not good enough for you, is it…" He mumbled to himself and slouched off to get a room as far away from Heero as he possibly could.
To be continued.
Authors Note: I feel sorry for Duo now…-_- It seems I like making him miserable in my stories, for some…odd unatural reason x_X Ah well, hopefully he shall see brighter times when this is continued. Comments much appreciated ^^
Warnings: Strong language and gay pilots (To put it simply =P.)
Disclaimer: I don´t own any of the Gundam Pilots, or any aspects of the Pokemon world. Duos Pikachu plushie is, however, mine.
Heero lagged behind as Quatre and Duo, hyper as they are and excited the point of bursting, pulled ahead of the tour group. Trowa was doing his best to stay hidden in the background emerged in any form of greenery he could find, and Wufei was even further back, muttering angrily in a low tone about this horrendously embarassing situation. The five Gundam Pilot, or more accurately, Duo and Quatre, had gotten sick of staying inside all day long without a thing to do. So with Quatres resources, and Duos weird and hilarious (for one who is not taking part in it) holiday ideas, the little brats had formulated a plan to drag the rest of the lazy bums out on a vacation of sorts.
With a lot of persuasion, a bit of pleading from Duo on Heeros part, a lot of bribery towards Wufei, and a few tantrums to Trowa, the group and taken a long cruise to Johto and Kanto, and were now going to spend a whole month amongst the PoKé-catching civilization that lived there. That's right, you heard me, they were going to appear to be ´Pokemon´people to Duos great delight, and to Heeros complete terror. At the moment, they were trudging through the lightly vegetated region just outside Pallet Town where they were to meet the rest of the group. A collection of about twenty people in total, from all over the world, that had come to view pokemon with their own eyes.
"Ok people! We have arrived in Pallet Town!" the female guide roared at the top of her lungs, pointing with her middle finger at a small collection of buildings at the foot of the hill they were on. It didnt look like much, apart from a fairly large building with a tremendously huge set of pastures and makeshift environments behind it.
Duo stared, and water started collecting in his eyes.
"Pokemoooooon!" he shouted and did a weird form of polka mixed in with a bit of tango with a reluctant Heero, who was not too fond of Duos odd happy dance. Heero grumpily shoved Duo off him and folded his arms across his chest, taking on the cold and blank expression he had used for the most part of his life.
"Exactly –what- was the point of coming here?" He hissed quietly to Duo, who simply smiled back at Heero.
"Aww, come on, it´s POKEMON!" Duo explained jokingly, and turned around again to listen somewhat half heartedly to the guide explain everything about this little…pretend town. He´d much rather launch himself into the wilderness, bravely taking on all that he came in confrontation with, north south east and west, NOTHING would stop him in the quest to become a…pokemon master! He would take his trusted pok-
"DUO! Awaken from your foolish dreams of being a..pokemon master" Heero snapped in his ear tapping his fingers impatiently on his watch to indicate he was bored, again, as usual. Duo pouted.
"Fiiiine, but I want to get pokemon…" he added in a would-be-paying- attention-to-the-guide tone, sailing off into his dream world again. The guide just went on and on about Pallet town while the entire guide group started growing restless –seven other people if you didn´t count the pilots who kept to themselves in the back mostly, except for Duo, who was all over the place examining every single blade of grass for any sign of a weedle or a kakuna or..or..anything!
And then, he spotted it.
Right there, beneath a huge leafy oak tree, asleep for the moment while the sun shone warmly through the leaves.
The one pokemon he had worshipped ever since he could say the word pokemon.
The one pokemon he had turned his room at home into a SHRINE for.
The one pokemon that resembled a mouse, was adorably cute, and could shock Team Rocket with its thundershock attack.
The one pokemon he had a finely made plushie for, always with him.
Pikachu.
Duo glanced over his shoulder to spot Trowa and Wufei immersed in a coversation on prices, and Quatre staring oggle-google-eyed at the Pokedex the guide was holding up. Heero was sitting under a tree, frowning, but asleep. It was the PERFECT moment. Slowly and carefully he crept up to the sleeping pokemon.
It stirred.
And Duo dove behind a tree, whimpering in fear at the dreaded thundershock attack. But the Pikachu remained still, sleeping soundly, so he attempted to creep forward again, slooowly, being careful not to let the grass make any noise under him. One step (knee-step if you wish to call it that) at a time, he got closer and closer to the yellow mouse-clown-thing infront of him.
All of a sudden, the beady black eye of the pokemon snapped open, and Duo´s already wide eyes went wider in terror and awe. Quick as a flash he whipped his stuffed Pika plushie out of his backpack and held it up as defense.
A moment of total silence followed.
Duo was on his stomach, tensed up and shivering with the doll clenched in his hand so hard that its eyes were popping out and the doll itself let out a pfuiiiii sound. The Pikachu was sitting on its bum, mouth making a cute little 'O' and simply staring in a confused manner at the Gundam Pilot, who in comparison to the pokemon, was huge.
"Pika?"
"Eeeee?" Duo responded, stiffly opening one eye to glance at his prey (which was overpowering him simply with a blink, so he didnt make much of a predator) his braid dropped off his head and landend infront of the pokemon with a soft thud. Now it was the pokemons turn to gasp in shock…and horror…or was it? Duo remained silent, as if awaiting some secret form of judgement.
Then, breaking the silence like what happens when the band starts up on a rock concert, Pikachu smiled and chirped happily, boucing around on its tail. And clapping its pudgy little hands together.
"PIKAPIKAPIKAPIKA….chu!" it squeaked and glomped a terrified Duos face, squaking and squawking all the time.
"Eeeeeeeee…" Duo let out a long breath he had been holding in since he had first laid eyes on Pika, and a familiar wide cheezy grin spread across his face. Cautiously and very slowly, he raised his finger and gently poked the yellow fur of pikachu, causing the little pokemon to sway back and forth. He poked it again, and it swayed some more. A few more pokes gave the same result. Suddenly, pikachu raised its chubby finger and poked Duo back, earning another poke from the pilot.
What followed, was ten minutes of taking-turns-poking, resulting in both getting sore fingers.
Poke.
Poke.
Poke.
You get the picture.
"DUO! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!" came a loud and very annoyed voice from over where the guide tour ´was´ before. Now there was nothing more than a panting Heero, wiping sweat off his brow and snarling under his breath about beheading a certain pilot with a long braid for making him run all the way back to fetch him. His eyes scanned the forest view for a few seconds before locking on their target crouched by a yellow rat under a tree.
"Duo? You stayed here…for a RAT!?" he shouted, spitting the word ´rat´ as if Pikachu had be shoved down his throat. Duo promptly rose to his feet and put his hands on his hips.
"It´s no rat! Can you not see that it is my creature of worship, Pikachu!? I´m TRYING to have a nice conversa-OWWW!" He was interupted when Heero grabbed his ear in an iron grip and proceeded to drag the flailing teen with him down the steep hill towards the rest of the tour group, who had already reached the lodge they were to stay in for the first night of the expedition.
"NEXT time you make me run up a freakin´ hill and trip over…rock pokemon, I swear I will shove that braid down your throat and keep it there until you die from slow suffocation!" Heero snapped, ignoring the fresh trail of blood making its way down both of his knees from large gashes in both. Duo looked slightly guilty, and glanced back up the hill to look for any sign of the pikachu. But the summit was empty except for the path and its greenery.
"But..but.." Duos face fell again " I just wanted to have some fun…" he muttered, trying to avoid staring at the blood collecting on the ground, while Heero was ignoring it completely, as if he was using it as some form of guilt creator for Duo.
"Fun? You might have fun on this excuse for a vacation, but I sure won't. Pokemon? What were you THINKING!? God you annoy me so much, you ANNOYING and IDIOTIC baka with a brain the size of PEA! You have NO sense whatsoever, and it would probably do us all a favour if you would just go and DROWN YOURSELF!" Heero shouted right in Duos face and stalked off to join Trowa and Wufei as they packed themself into the wodden lodge.
Duo was left quite startled and stood there for a good ten minutes, absorbing all the shock of Heeros harsh words fully. He was used to 01 being a real bitch most of the time, but why now? Duo had just been trying to do something good for a change, to come up with a good idea and make Heero happy. To make Heero like him as much as he liked Heero. But it seemed nothing Duo did out of the goodness of his heart for Heero was good enough. Always was he met with disapproval.
"It´s just not good enough for you, is it…" He mumbled to himself and slouched off to get a room as far away from Heero as he possibly could.
To be continued.
Authors Note: I feel sorry for Duo now…-_- It seems I like making him miserable in my stories, for some…odd unatural reason x_X Ah well, hopefully he shall see brighter times when this is continued. Comments much appreciated ^^
