Sin: Hao, minna! Anou nee, IM a bit new with the whole fanfiction writing but I love reading a lot. So I'm trying my first ever shot on this and the very first couple I'm writing about spotlight Duo Maxwell aka Shinigami and the Perfect Soldier, Heero Yuy!!
Duo: Is that supposed to be celebrating about? snorts
Heero: Hn.. staring
Sin: Just admit that you guys like being paired up! drools
Duo: Whatever.. Standard disclaimers apply nee, Hee-chan! glomps
Italicized- spoken in one's mind
Prelude:
The loud-mouth baka is at it again. He did not slept a wink for the night trying to notch up hi level in that freaking MMORPG. He took over of the entire entertainment room. That was the first thing that Heero's mind processed as he went down the plight of stairs in Quatre's not-so-humble safehouse. It still is a wonder how such a flamboyant mansion cant be detected by OZ operatives. 'OZ people must be getting rusty, not that I care.' He snorted as he sensed that the others are about to show up at any minute.
"Hi, Hee-chan! O-Ha-You!" the braided 16 year-old shouted in full blast as he paused his game on the console attached to the holographic screen of the huge entertainment room. Throw-pillows are scattered everywhere on the floor along with a carton each of rocky road and double chocolate ice cream and 6 cans of soda, all amazingly empty.
"Baka," he muttered as he wondered if Shinigami's hyperactivity is caused by all the sugar that he managed to stuff in that lithe body of his without choking or making himself fat or get himself sick of those illness connected to sweet stuffs.
"Morning Duo!" The Arabian blond owner of the house also grace them of his presence and automatically, a certain green-eyed, tall man is by his side. " Tsk, tsk, easy on the sweets there Maxwell," Wufei also chose that fortune time to get out of his room. "And a pleasant morning to ya too Wu-man! Tro', Q-ball have a great night?" he flashed his famous 'I'm-all-innocent-smile' that he knew he was the only capable of managing to do without looking like a nitwit. Quat blushed awfully red and Trowa was a bit flushed and Duo knew that he hit the bull's eye.
'And there goes my heart flushed in the toilet! 01 get a grip! You're trained better than melt at that cute baka's antics.' Heero looked with glazed eyes at the Deathscythe's pilot. " Better get to the healthier breakfast now, D or ants might crawl out from the inside," Quatre chuckled. "Can they really?" Duo sat cross-legged on the floor innocently. "Hai, you should eat healthy!" Quat squatted to his level like talking with a toddler, aware of the internal struggle of the "supposedly" PERFECT 01. Trowa managed to get hint on what is going on even without Quat saying a thing. After a year of being his lover, he managed to notice what every twitch, turn and squirm his Quatre meant. He has been very aware of the fact that those two meant a lot to each other and might even love one another but he managed to keep Quatre away from involving himself to get those two together.
So what is keeping these two from being together you might ask? Duo's being silent when you want him talking for once, afraid to jump in conclusions and Heero, well, he lacks the social skills and he isn't exactly the expressive type to get where Quatre and Trowa is right now. Wufei simply wearily shakes his head also knowing the situations. "What's wrong Wu-man? You not feeling well?" Duo pouted like a 3-year old kid. " Maybe he woke on the wrong side of the bed?" Quat mused. " He doesn't use the bed, he prefers futons." Heero grumbled. "Ah." Duo was a bit hurt hearing that Heero knew something so personal as to bed arrangement preferences. He can't bear looking so he resumed playing his game while ignoring the pounding headache. Lately, its not so rare of an occurrence. 'Must be lack of sleep'. "You not going to breakfast?" Quat asked sensing something is wrong with Duo. "Nah, better not, ate enough for the morn I think, but thanks Q, appreciate it." Duo tried covering his frown with a whimsical grin. 'Pleas don't make anyone notice', he silently prayed to whichever God Sister Helen told them about when he was young. "Quatre, let him skip. He'll eat when he gets hungry again, sides he's gaining the pounds from the sugarand it make him more jittery." Wufei said so smugly. 'I'm getting fat?' Duo got conscious of his body. The last thing he can't take is the criticism that one can make out of his body. Growing up on L2 isnt exactly self-esteem boosting at all. "Hey, don't be mean!" Quat stomped his feet. "Don't listen to him, D, he talks rubbish in the morning, you know." Trowa pat the amethyst-eyed kid's shoulder trying to reassure him that none of what Fei said was true. "You eat what you want ,'kay?" Quat smiled to him. Heero wistfully looked at the scene and flinched. He want to comfort Duo but he don't know how and he isn't that too happy with Trowa's hand on Duo's shoulder. He wanted to be that man next to Duo, hushing his unrest to cease. For a sec he though 'Mine, don't touch! Be ashamed you man with no-name, your cheating right under your lover's nose! How dare you!' not that he believed all that but when it comes to that cheerful brat he's not making any sense. It's only a matter of time before he realize that everyone around them knows except that one special person he is dying to have to know about it.
Meanwhile in L-13 colony….
" Who would have thought that you are the stronger twin eh, Duo?"
to be continued on Chap 1