Mind Games
By Queen of Sarab
Author's note: This is my first full-length gundam story, so be kind...um, it contains yaoi....I know the first coupla chapters aren't exceptionally exciting, but I think it gets better...please r&r!
Disclaimer: The gundams do not belong to me(unfortunately...), but there are a few original characters in here....
Chapter 1
"Whoaaa!"
Celeste DuMalle threw her head back in delight, letting the wind ruffle her already tousled red hair. She took a long drag off her cigarette, watching with narrowed green eyes the smoke that rose into the air in thin slivers.
"You really shouldn't do that," her older sister scolded from the driver's seat of the small red convertible. "Those things will kill you."
"Yeah, and so will sex, drugs, rock'n'roll, and anything else even remotely fun," Celeste shot back with a taunting grin.
Her sister sighed, pushing her sunglasses up into her full golden hair. "Celeste..."
"The name is Flare."
"I am not calling you 'Flare'. You're name is Celeste."
"Aw, c'mon Rory..."
"Aurora. My name is Aurora."
Celeste took another drag off her cigarette. "Right. Aurora I-have-a-stick-up-my-ass-and-don't-like-nicknames DuMalle."
Aurora glared at her sister feebly for a moment before giving up and breaking down laughing.
"We're almost there," she managed to choke out, taking deep breaths to calm herself. "Are you ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," Celeste made a face. "So what's our alias again?"
"Phillips- and if you value your freedom at all, you'd better remember it." answered Aurora seriously, giving her younger sister a Look.
"Ok?"
Quatre scribbled furiously as Mrs. O'Sullivan talked, trying to take notes on the babble she was spouting. "Trying" being the key word- Mrs. O'Sullivan talked at about 200 miles per second. Quatre sighed, taking a break to steal a glance across the room where Trowa sat. Damn alphabetical seating....The one class he had with Trowa would be the one with that stupid rule. Fate was cruel.
Mrs. O'Sullivan's voice was interrupted as the door opened and the school counselor walked in followed by a willowy girl with red hair pulled into an unruly braid and a defiant look plastered on her face.
"Sorry to interrupt, Mrs. O'Sullivan," the counselor said in her syrupy sweet voice. "This is your new student, Celeste Phillips."
Mrs. O'Sullivan glanced tight-lipped at the girl, who stared stubbornly back. Finally, the teacher smiled sweetly and gestured in Quatre's direction.
"You can sit behind Quatre for now. It's the only empty seat. Quatre, raise your hand."
Obeying, Quatre tryed not to study the girl as obviously as she was studying him. His 6th sense tugged at him, telling him there was something unusual about Celeste. Oh, well. He'd worry about it later. Right now, there was something- well, someone- he would much rather concentrate on.
Smiling slightly, Quatre stole another look at Trowa.
Celeste looked with interest at the small blond boy in front of her. Feelings of love and affection peeled off of him in bright violet and golden rays, directed towards a brunette boy sitting across the room. Celeste probed his mind slightly for a name.
Trowa- that was it. And man, was Quatre's mind filled with him.
She glanced slightly at Trowa trying to get a read on his feelings.Oh, yeah, he liked Quatre back- quite a bit. She gathered they were a couple, the way they kept stealing glances at each other, occasionally catching each other's eyes and smiling.
Celeste had a strong feeling of treading on private ground, but no one in the room was nearly as interesting as these two. She watched there little game of peekaboo with feline interest, raising an eyebrow inquisitively.
Interesting.
"Are they coming over here?" Heero pushed his dark hair out of his face, staring guardedly at the two girls walking across the cafeteria.
"I think so," Quatre said curiously. "Those are the new girls, aren't they?"
"Does it really matter?" Wufei sighed. "They're probably just coming over to flirt with Maxwell or something."
"I can't help it if I'm irresistible," Duo grinned. Heero snorted.
"We can't talk about the mission with them here," Trowa pointed out.
"Well, we can't just say 'poof' and make them disappear, either," shot back Duo, just as the girls reached their table.
"Hi," Aurora smiled. "Do you mind if we sit here? We don't really know anyone."
"You don't know us, either," Wufei pointed out.
They ignored him and sat down, not waiting for an invitation.
"Sure, sit down," Duo answered, slightly too late. ""This is Quatre, Trowa, Wufei, and Heero, and I'm Duo."
"I'm Aurora Phillips and this is my sister Celeste," Aurora returned with a sweet smile.
"Call us Rory and Flare," added Celeste brightly.
"Please don't," Aurora said between her teeth, shooting a Look at her younger sister.
-You're absolutely no fun, do you know that?- whined Celeste telepathically.
-I can be fun!- Aurora protested.
-Right. Uh-huh. You're about as much fun as having your heart ripped out and fed to you bit by bit.-
"Excuse me?" Quatre looked at her with a disgusted look on his face. "That's gross."
-Did he just hear that?- Aurora asked, shocked.
"Of course I heard it- why wouldn't I?"
Aurora and Celeste looked at each other in shock. NO ONE had ever heard their mind-to-mind conversations before- at least, no one normal.
"Uh, Quatre? Who are you talking to?" Trowa asked uncertainly with a worried look on his face. "No one said anything."
Quatre looked completely and totally confused. Aurora and Celeste stared at him for a moment, then shot another look at each other.
"I think I need a cigarette," Celeste groaned aloud in frustration.
"Not again..." muttered Aurora.
"You really shouldn't smoke..." Quatre began, concerned. "Cigarettes can kill you, you know."
"Yes, woman, those foul things are not optimum for good health," stated Wufei.
Trowa simply raised an eyebrow and Heero gave a wordless grunt. Duo didn't comment.
"Geez, has everyone just turned into my mother all of the sudden?" Celeste chortled. "I'm going outside."
By Queen of Sarab
Author's note: This is my first full-length gundam story, so be kind...um, it contains yaoi....I know the first coupla chapters aren't exceptionally exciting, but I think it gets better...please r&r!
Disclaimer: The gundams do not belong to me(unfortunately...), but there are a few original characters in here....
Chapter 1
"Whoaaa!"
Celeste DuMalle threw her head back in delight, letting the wind ruffle her already tousled red hair. She took a long drag off her cigarette, watching with narrowed green eyes the smoke that rose into the air in thin slivers.
"You really shouldn't do that," her older sister scolded from the driver's seat of the small red convertible. "Those things will kill you."
"Yeah, and so will sex, drugs, rock'n'roll, and anything else even remotely fun," Celeste shot back with a taunting grin.
Her sister sighed, pushing her sunglasses up into her full golden hair. "Celeste..."
"The name is Flare."
"I am not calling you 'Flare'. You're name is Celeste."
"Aw, c'mon Rory..."
"Aurora. My name is Aurora."
Celeste took another drag off her cigarette. "Right. Aurora I-have-a-stick-up-my-ass-and-don't-like-nicknames DuMalle."
Aurora glared at her sister feebly for a moment before giving up and breaking down laughing.
"We're almost there," she managed to choke out, taking deep breaths to calm herself. "Are you ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," Celeste made a face. "So what's our alias again?"
"Phillips- and if you value your freedom at all, you'd better remember it." answered Aurora seriously, giving her younger sister a Look.
"Ok?"
Quatre scribbled furiously as Mrs. O'Sullivan talked, trying to take notes on the babble she was spouting. "Trying" being the key word- Mrs. O'Sullivan talked at about 200 miles per second. Quatre sighed, taking a break to steal a glance across the room where Trowa sat. Damn alphabetical seating....The one class he had with Trowa would be the one with that stupid rule. Fate was cruel.
Mrs. O'Sullivan's voice was interrupted as the door opened and the school counselor walked in followed by a willowy girl with red hair pulled into an unruly braid and a defiant look plastered on her face.
"Sorry to interrupt, Mrs. O'Sullivan," the counselor said in her syrupy sweet voice. "This is your new student, Celeste Phillips."
Mrs. O'Sullivan glanced tight-lipped at the girl, who stared stubbornly back. Finally, the teacher smiled sweetly and gestured in Quatre's direction.
"You can sit behind Quatre for now. It's the only empty seat. Quatre, raise your hand."
Obeying, Quatre tryed not to study the girl as obviously as she was studying him. His 6th sense tugged at him, telling him there was something unusual about Celeste. Oh, well. He'd worry about it later. Right now, there was something- well, someone- he would much rather concentrate on.
Smiling slightly, Quatre stole another look at Trowa.
Celeste looked with interest at the small blond boy in front of her. Feelings of love and affection peeled off of him in bright violet and golden rays, directed towards a brunette boy sitting across the room. Celeste probed his mind slightly for a name.
Trowa- that was it. And man, was Quatre's mind filled with him.
She glanced slightly at Trowa trying to get a read on his feelings.Oh, yeah, he liked Quatre back- quite a bit. She gathered they were a couple, the way they kept stealing glances at each other, occasionally catching each other's eyes and smiling.
Celeste had a strong feeling of treading on private ground, but no one in the room was nearly as interesting as these two. She watched there little game of peekaboo with feline interest, raising an eyebrow inquisitively.
Interesting.
"Are they coming over here?" Heero pushed his dark hair out of his face, staring guardedly at the two girls walking across the cafeteria.
"I think so," Quatre said curiously. "Those are the new girls, aren't they?"
"Does it really matter?" Wufei sighed. "They're probably just coming over to flirt with Maxwell or something."
"I can't help it if I'm irresistible," Duo grinned. Heero snorted.
"We can't talk about the mission with them here," Trowa pointed out.
"Well, we can't just say 'poof' and make them disappear, either," shot back Duo, just as the girls reached their table.
"Hi," Aurora smiled. "Do you mind if we sit here? We don't really know anyone."
"You don't know us, either," Wufei pointed out.
They ignored him and sat down, not waiting for an invitation.
"Sure, sit down," Duo answered, slightly too late. ""This is Quatre, Trowa, Wufei, and Heero, and I'm Duo."
"I'm Aurora Phillips and this is my sister Celeste," Aurora returned with a sweet smile.
"Call us Rory and Flare," added Celeste brightly.
"Please don't," Aurora said between her teeth, shooting a Look at her younger sister.
-You're absolutely no fun, do you know that?- whined Celeste telepathically.
-I can be fun!- Aurora protested.
-Right. Uh-huh. You're about as much fun as having your heart ripped out and fed to you bit by bit.-
"Excuse me?" Quatre looked at her with a disgusted look on his face. "That's gross."
-Did he just hear that?- Aurora asked, shocked.
"Of course I heard it- why wouldn't I?"
Aurora and Celeste looked at each other in shock. NO ONE had ever heard their mind-to-mind conversations before- at least, no one normal.
"Uh, Quatre? Who are you talking to?" Trowa asked uncertainly with a worried look on his face. "No one said anything."
Quatre looked completely and totally confused. Aurora and Celeste stared at him for a moment, then shot another look at each other.
"I think I need a cigarette," Celeste groaned aloud in frustration.
"Not again..." muttered Aurora.
"You really shouldn't smoke..." Quatre began, concerned. "Cigarettes can kill you, you know."
"Yes, woman, those foul things are not optimum for good health," stated Wufei.
Trowa simply raised an eyebrow and Heero gave a wordless grunt. Duo didn't comment.
"Geez, has everyone just turned into my mother all of the sudden?" Celeste chortled. "I'm going outside."
