Hey this is one of my first fics so I hope you like it, you flame, I make
fun ^___^. Much Relena Bashing.
I DO NOT OWN GUNDAM WING!!!! Don't make me set happy Heero after you..
Enjoy!!!
Heero: screw you.
Crescent: now that's not nice.on with the story!
Electra: 0.o;;;
Chapter one
"Heeeeeeeeeerrrrroooooooooooooooo!"
"Not again." Duo muttered. "Doesn't that. girl ever give up!?"
"At least you're not her target." Quatre sighed watching Trowa and Wufie shove Heero into his locker. "We're running out of hiding places, again."
The pilots barely managed to shut the locker before Relena came running down the hallway. The two slammed their backs on the metal door, accidentally causing it to lock.
"Quatre, do you know where Heero is?" He sweat-dropped and shrugged shaking his head no. "Does anybody know?" The rest followed suit. *Sigh* "We're getting pared up in English and I wanted to make sure the two of us our together."
"If we see him we'll be sure to tell him, O.K.?" Quatre told her. She nodded and went running into first period. Duo walked to Heero's locker and lifted the handle, once, twice.
"Um, Heero buddy, what's your combination?"
"WHAT!?!?!"
Once they finally opened his locker and offered their apologies the five split up to their classes. Heero went to social; Duo went to Math; Quatre went to Home Economics; Trowa went to science; and Wufie went to sex ed.
Heero
'What am I supposed to say this time? I can't skip class again and I've already paired up with everyone else in the class, including Dorothy.' He shuddered. Heero quickly caught up on the notes he had missed while thinking of a plan.
'I've already gotten sick, lost my voice, had a headache, but the cold was the worst.' He shook his head as he remembered Relena at the doorstep holding a mug of soup. She had stayed all night canceling all the missions the five had planed. She had stayed all day until Quatre suggested she go home for the night. Relena had even asked if she could stay the night, if it wasn't any trouble. Trowa butted in saying, "I'm very sorry Relena but. Wufie has this thing with girls. If you don't leave soon he's going to start spazzing out."
Relena had left the house immediately not even looking back or saying bye. Trowa turned around to find everyone with weird smiles and sweat- drops. He shrugged and left the room. Relena had not returned since that day.
Duo
"Mr. Maxwell what is the answer?" the teacher asked. 'This teacher is evil, maybe the God of Death should pay her a visit!' "Four?" The teacher sighed, "No Duo, the answer is twenty-six." He continued doodling in the margins of the page. Duo was almost finished with a chibi-model of DeathScyth when. The teacher ripped the notebook out of his hands, glanced at it and trashed it. (0.0;) "My notebook!?" "You will get a new one and have the information copied down by Monday or you will receive a zero." "Yes mamn." For the rest of the period he plotted indiscrete ways to 'get rid of' his teacher. 'Well however bad off that I am I could never know what Heero's goin' through, even with Hilde.'
Trowa
"The Gundams are feared not because of the pilots' but the complex systems that do the fighting for them."
"Then why are the pilots needed, if that's true?" Trowa questioned, starting to get pissed off.
"To operate the systems, of course anyone could do it."
"Don't you think the 'systems' would be more complicated than that? I mean the pilots have not only been trained all their lives but physically are assassins. Not to mention a major threat to OZ."
"The systems are so well designed that even a kid your age could operate it if they wished. They're a threat because they are already well versed at which systems to use at which times."
By now Trowa was fuming, he felt like pulling out his gun and forcing this stupid teacher to try to pilot Wing Zero. 'I hope I run into this teacher in a dark alley, or better yet! I hope he runs into the God of Death in a bright alley! Ha, it'd serve him right!'
Quatre
"Now class, today we're going to cook French fries!" the teacher looked around, "Yes Quatre?"
"Are we going to slice them ourselves?" 'I might enjoy this!'
"No Quatre, we have only enough time to bake freezer fries."
"Oh." 'This class is soo stupid!'
"O.K. Now students, put the French fries on the baking tray so it's covering the bottom and not stacked up on each other." She walked around the room examining. "No no Quatre, like this! Do you see the difference?"
"No."
"Now don't go get another attitude! I'm just trying to help you."
' 'I'm just trying to help you.' Ha! Does she not know that I do ALL the cooking at the safe house, and I make it all from scratch!' Quatre fumed quietly.
Wufie
"Today we're going to discuss Sex. as the man thrusts himself in the woman, starting out slow and the pace swiftening until the woman. Wufie, do you want to go to the nurse?" the teacher noticed his swiftly flowing nosebleed.
Wufie ran out of the classroom before he had to hear another word. 'I don't understand why the Hell I have to learn Sex Ed. I've already been married!!!'
The nurse patched him up and sent him back to class, lucky for him, the ell rang saving him from 'Hell'. 'Maybe I should talk to Duo and see if there's anything to do about it. Yes I think I'll do that tonight.'
English
The five pilots slipped in a mili-second before the bell rang to minimize chances of Relena getting to Heero. They sat in the back of the room. Heero was in the last row window seat; Duo sat on his right; Trowa was in front of him; Quatre was in front of Duo; and Wufie was on the right of Quatre.
"Heeeeer-"
"Miss Relena, the class has begun so do shutup."
"Sorry sir."
"Good, now in today's class we're going to begin our projects. They are to be worked on in today's class, over the weekend and all next week." The pilots took out their agenda's and began rescheduling their missions.
"Now, I'll be partnering you all up." The door opened and two girls stepped in. The first was tall and brunette her hair was up in a bun with two strands tucked behind her ears. Trowa gasped and Wufie moaned. The second girl was a red head, she was average height and her hair was shoulder length. Heero started hitting his head off his desk and Wufie got a weird expression. Duo looked up from his 'artistic doodling' and whistled. "Ah the new students. Will you please tell the class something about yourself?"
"Electra Chang, yeah, I know I'm not Chinese, I was adopted." The tall blond answered her eyes narrowing.
"Yuy, Kerry. Hm." The red head answered reluctantly. In the back of the room the five were passing a note around: Duo: Electra Chang? Wufie: Adoptive sister, Kerry? Heero: Blood sister. Quatre: Trowa? Trowa: Dated Electra. Hm? What'd she say? Heero: Hn. Wufie: English or Chinese please. Duo: I'll kill you. Quatre: Why? Duo: No, that's what he said, "I'll kill you" All: Ohhhh.
"Well Miss Yuy, can you sit next to Mr. Maxwell, you two can be partners. Now Miss Chang, um, would anyone like to be her partner?"
"I WILL!" Heero yelled jumping out of his seat.
"Very well then, you can be Mr. Yuy's partner."
"Nooooooooo!!!" It was my turn to be Heero's partner!!!"
"Shut the Fuck up!!!" The teacher, pilot's, and two girls yelled. She immediately shut up and began working on her project with Hilde.
"Heero?" Kerry arched an eyebrow.
"Hn."
"Translation?"
"She's obsessed." Duo filled in for Heero.
"Hm."
"I know that, why?" Electra filled in for Kerry.
"Hn. Hn."
"She thinks we were meant to *be* together."
"Hm."
"I see."
"Hn."
"What are you doing here?"
"Hm. Hm. Hm."
"J. Pissed me off so I ran away, met up with Electra, stole our Gundams, and here we are!"
"Hn."
"I figured."
"So are you going to introduce us?" Electra yawned.
"Heero Yuy."
"Quatre Rababba Winner, pleasure!"
"Trowa Braton."
"Wufie Chang, if you didn't already know."
"I'm Duo Maxwell, nice ta meat ya!"
"So let's get this straight." the two pointed at everyone and said their names back. "Hee-chan, Q-babe, Tro-doll, Wu-bear and Duo?"
"That's right!" Duo smiled. Quatre and Trowa sweat-dropped, while Wufie and Heero scowled.
"We'll do the project after dinner tonight."
"Where?" Heero asked.
"Oh, we forgot to tell you. We moved in!" Electra smiled. Heero and Wufie resumed hitting their heads off the desk.
Chapter one
"Heeeeeeeeeerrrrroooooooooooooooo!"
"Not again." Duo muttered. "Doesn't that. girl ever give up!?"
"At least you're not her target." Quatre sighed watching Trowa and Wufie shove Heero into his locker. "We're running out of hiding places, again."
The pilots barely managed to shut the locker before Relena came running down the hallway. The two slammed their backs on the metal door, accidentally causing it to lock.
"Quatre, do you know where Heero is?" He sweat-dropped and shrugged shaking his head no. "Does anybody know?" The rest followed suit. *Sigh* "We're getting pared up in English and I wanted to make sure the two of us our together."
"If we see him we'll be sure to tell him, O.K.?" Quatre told her. She nodded and went running into first period. Duo walked to Heero's locker and lifted the handle, once, twice.
"Um, Heero buddy, what's your combination?"
"WHAT!?!?!"
Once they finally opened his locker and offered their apologies the five split up to their classes. Heero went to social; Duo went to Math; Quatre went to Home Economics; Trowa went to science; and Wufie went to sex ed.
Heero
'What am I supposed to say this time? I can't skip class again and I've already paired up with everyone else in the class, including Dorothy.' He shuddered. Heero quickly caught up on the notes he had missed while thinking of a plan.
'I've already gotten sick, lost my voice, had a headache, but the cold was the worst.' He shook his head as he remembered Relena at the doorstep holding a mug of soup. She had stayed all night canceling all the missions the five had planed. She had stayed all day until Quatre suggested she go home for the night. Relena had even asked if she could stay the night, if it wasn't any trouble. Trowa butted in saying, "I'm very sorry Relena but. Wufie has this thing with girls. If you don't leave soon he's going to start spazzing out."
Relena had left the house immediately not even looking back or saying bye. Trowa turned around to find everyone with weird smiles and sweat- drops. He shrugged and left the room. Relena had not returned since that day.
Duo
"Mr. Maxwell what is the answer?" the teacher asked. 'This teacher is evil, maybe the God of Death should pay her a visit!' "Four?" The teacher sighed, "No Duo, the answer is twenty-six." He continued doodling in the margins of the page. Duo was almost finished with a chibi-model of DeathScyth when. The teacher ripped the notebook out of his hands, glanced at it and trashed it. (0.0;) "My notebook!?" "You will get a new one and have the information copied down by Monday or you will receive a zero." "Yes mamn." For the rest of the period he plotted indiscrete ways to 'get rid of' his teacher. 'Well however bad off that I am I could never know what Heero's goin' through, even with Hilde.'
Trowa
"The Gundams are feared not because of the pilots' but the complex systems that do the fighting for them."
"Then why are the pilots needed, if that's true?" Trowa questioned, starting to get pissed off.
"To operate the systems, of course anyone could do it."
"Don't you think the 'systems' would be more complicated than that? I mean the pilots have not only been trained all their lives but physically are assassins. Not to mention a major threat to OZ."
"The systems are so well designed that even a kid your age could operate it if they wished. They're a threat because they are already well versed at which systems to use at which times."
By now Trowa was fuming, he felt like pulling out his gun and forcing this stupid teacher to try to pilot Wing Zero. 'I hope I run into this teacher in a dark alley, or better yet! I hope he runs into the God of Death in a bright alley! Ha, it'd serve him right!'
Quatre
"Now class, today we're going to cook French fries!" the teacher looked around, "Yes Quatre?"
"Are we going to slice them ourselves?" 'I might enjoy this!'
"No Quatre, we have only enough time to bake freezer fries."
"Oh." 'This class is soo stupid!'
"O.K. Now students, put the French fries on the baking tray so it's covering the bottom and not stacked up on each other." She walked around the room examining. "No no Quatre, like this! Do you see the difference?"
"No."
"Now don't go get another attitude! I'm just trying to help you."
' 'I'm just trying to help you.' Ha! Does she not know that I do ALL the cooking at the safe house, and I make it all from scratch!' Quatre fumed quietly.
Wufie
"Today we're going to discuss Sex. as the man thrusts himself in the woman, starting out slow and the pace swiftening until the woman. Wufie, do you want to go to the nurse?" the teacher noticed his swiftly flowing nosebleed.
Wufie ran out of the classroom before he had to hear another word. 'I don't understand why the Hell I have to learn Sex Ed. I've already been married!!!'
The nurse patched him up and sent him back to class, lucky for him, the ell rang saving him from 'Hell'. 'Maybe I should talk to Duo and see if there's anything to do about it. Yes I think I'll do that tonight.'
English
The five pilots slipped in a mili-second before the bell rang to minimize chances of Relena getting to Heero. They sat in the back of the room. Heero was in the last row window seat; Duo sat on his right; Trowa was in front of him; Quatre was in front of Duo; and Wufie was on the right of Quatre.
"Heeeeer-"
"Miss Relena, the class has begun so do shutup."
"Sorry sir."
"Good, now in today's class we're going to begin our projects. They are to be worked on in today's class, over the weekend and all next week." The pilots took out their agenda's and began rescheduling their missions.
"Now, I'll be partnering you all up." The door opened and two girls stepped in. The first was tall and brunette her hair was up in a bun with two strands tucked behind her ears. Trowa gasped and Wufie moaned. The second girl was a red head, she was average height and her hair was shoulder length. Heero started hitting his head off his desk and Wufie got a weird expression. Duo looked up from his 'artistic doodling' and whistled. "Ah the new students. Will you please tell the class something about yourself?"
"Electra Chang, yeah, I know I'm not Chinese, I was adopted." The tall blond answered her eyes narrowing.
"Yuy, Kerry. Hm." The red head answered reluctantly. In the back of the room the five were passing a note around: Duo: Electra Chang? Wufie: Adoptive sister, Kerry? Heero: Blood sister. Quatre: Trowa? Trowa: Dated Electra. Hm? What'd she say? Heero: Hn. Wufie: English or Chinese please. Duo: I'll kill you. Quatre: Why? Duo: No, that's what he said, "I'll kill you" All: Ohhhh.
"Well Miss Yuy, can you sit next to Mr. Maxwell, you two can be partners. Now Miss Chang, um, would anyone like to be her partner?"
"I WILL!" Heero yelled jumping out of his seat.
"Very well then, you can be Mr. Yuy's partner."
"Nooooooooo!!!" It was my turn to be Heero's partner!!!"
"Shut the Fuck up!!!" The teacher, pilot's, and two girls yelled. She immediately shut up and began working on her project with Hilde.
"Heero?" Kerry arched an eyebrow.
"Hn."
"Translation?"
"She's obsessed." Duo filled in for Heero.
"Hm."
"I know that, why?" Electra filled in for Kerry.
"Hn. Hn."
"She thinks we were meant to *be* together."
"Hm."
"I see."
"Hn."
"What are you doing here?"
"Hm. Hm. Hm."
"J. Pissed me off so I ran away, met up with Electra, stole our Gundams, and here we are!"
"Hn."
"I figured."
"So are you going to introduce us?" Electra yawned.
"Heero Yuy."
"Quatre Rababba Winner, pleasure!"
"Trowa Braton."
"Wufie Chang, if you didn't already know."
"I'm Duo Maxwell, nice ta meat ya!"
"So let's get this straight." the two pointed at everyone and said their names back. "Hee-chan, Q-babe, Tro-doll, Wu-bear and Duo?"
"That's right!" Duo smiled. Quatre and Trowa sweat-dropped, while Wufie and Heero scowled.
"We'll do the project after dinner tonight."
"Where?" Heero asked.
"Oh, we forgot to tell you. We moved in!" Electra smiled. Heero and Wufie resumed hitting their heads off the desk.