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Ana
Warnings: shounen ai, 1x2 and mentioned 3x4, angst in later chapters, anorexia (aka Ana), if you are pro- anorexic don't read this cause it may offend you, a little Relena bashing, OOC, also don't read if Duo starving himself for Heero (and no Hee-chan won't like it) bothers you, not for the very very very very sensitive stomach, alittle language
Disclaimers: Don't own 'em (nnnnnnnnnnoooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!) They belong to Sunrise, Bandai, a japanese company (I forget) and any other company or creator I either forgot or never heard of.
p"Come on, just one more six and..." Duo rolled the die. "Damn! 'Nother five. Well, I guess Boardwalk is as good as Quatre's, ne, Quatre?" Before the last word was said the little blonde, who had just taken over much more than half the board, added Boardwalk to his huge collection. "Yep, I guess so! I win...again!" A chorus of groans followed. "Remind me never to play Monopoly with you again, dear." Quatre looked at Trowa wide-eyed. "Oh, why not? It's so much fun, especially when you win." Wufei quickly glanced at Quatre. "Well, I think you'd know since you've won all three times we played. Let's play something else." All the others except Quatre agreed. "Fine, fine. What do you want to play? I've got The Sims* if you want to make them fall in love..." An annoyed voice interrupted, "Love? Why not kill them? It's more fun watching them die than watching them kiss, I'd rather kiss Heero than watch it happen to someone else." Duo made a gagging sound. "Right, Heero?" Heero was leaning against the wall staring at the ceiling. His daydream was interrupted by Duo's hand waving very close to his face. "Ack, what is it baka?"/p
"'Nothin, just seeing if you're awake."
"Well, I am."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Rrrreeaallly?"
"Really."
"Rrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaallllllllyyyyyyyy?"
"REALLY!!"
"God damn it, Hee-chan."
"Sorry, koibito, I'm just a bit tired. And before I get too tired, let's go to bed."
"And and and DO IT!"
"Yep."
p"Let's go!!" Duo yelled as he dragged Heero all the way upstairs to their bedroom. A silence swept the Living Room. "So," Quatre said breaking the silence, "one more game of Monopoly, Wufei, Trowa?" Looking determined, Wufei gladly excepted whereas Trowa just went with the flow./p
Upstairs…
P"Oh god, oh shit! Oh hell do that again!" Licking sounds followed by a moan erupted in the room. Inside, Duo lay on top of Heero hot and exhausted. "What's wrong tonight, Hee-chan? You're not as, ya know, horny." Heero relaxed his head as Duo collapsed on the bed beside him. "I don't know, I've not been feeling so good lately." Duo looked at the ceiling then back toward Heero. "Is it me?" The normally serious face turned to a surprised one at the question. "Of course not! I think I'm just sick, that's all."/p
"Rrrreeaaallly?"
"Duo, koi."
"Yeah, Hee-chan?"
"Don't start."
"Ryokai**!"
Well, that's it for the prologue. The characters will most likely be back in character when the serious, angsty stuff happens. Knowing me it won't stay this happy for long. I'm evil, I know. Muwahahahaha!
*The Sims is a computer game for anyone who doesn't have it. You can kill one and make one fall in love and just make one a mean old dude who just don't give a f*ck. Okay so that's not the best description in the world but you can!
**If you don't know much Japanese, ryokai can be translated as like "Yes sir" or "Okay" or in Heero's case (nimnu ryokai) it means Mission Accepted.
Please review, this is my first time using html in a fic so if the tags show up in the final copy I'm sorry. I'll see what I can do in future chapters. Bai bai!! ^_^/html
Ana
Warnings: shounen ai, 1x2 and mentioned 3x4, angst in later chapters, anorexia (aka Ana), if you are pro- anorexic don't read this cause it may offend you, a little Relena bashing, OOC, also don't read if Duo starving himself for Heero (and no Hee-chan won't like it) bothers you, not for the very very very very sensitive stomach, alittle language
Disclaimers: Don't own 'em (nnnnnnnnnnoooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!) They belong to Sunrise, Bandai, a japanese company (I forget) and any other company or creator I either forgot or never heard of.
p"Come on, just one more six and..." Duo rolled the die. "Damn! 'Nother five. Well, I guess Boardwalk is as good as Quatre's, ne, Quatre?" Before the last word was said the little blonde, who had just taken over much more than half the board, added Boardwalk to his huge collection. "Yep, I guess so! I win...again!" A chorus of groans followed. "Remind me never to play Monopoly with you again, dear." Quatre looked at Trowa wide-eyed. "Oh, why not? It's so much fun, especially when you win." Wufei quickly glanced at Quatre. "Well, I think you'd know since you've won all three times we played. Let's play something else." All the others except Quatre agreed. "Fine, fine. What do you want to play? I've got The Sims* if you want to make them fall in love..." An annoyed voice interrupted, "Love? Why not kill them? It's more fun watching them die than watching them kiss, I'd rather kiss Heero than watch it happen to someone else." Duo made a gagging sound. "Right, Heero?" Heero was leaning against the wall staring at the ceiling. His daydream was interrupted by Duo's hand waving very close to his face. "Ack, what is it baka?"/p
"'Nothin, just seeing if you're awake."
"Well, I am."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Rrrreeaallly?"
"Really."
"Rrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaallllllllyyyyyyyy?"
"REALLY!!"
"God damn it, Hee-chan."
"Sorry, koibito, I'm just a bit tired. And before I get too tired, let's go to bed."
"And and and DO IT!"
"Yep."
p"Let's go!!" Duo yelled as he dragged Heero all the way upstairs to their bedroom. A silence swept the Living Room. "So," Quatre said breaking the silence, "one more game of Monopoly, Wufei, Trowa?" Looking determined, Wufei gladly excepted whereas Trowa just went with the flow./p
Upstairs…
P"Oh god, oh shit! Oh hell do that again!" Licking sounds followed by a moan erupted in the room. Inside, Duo lay on top of Heero hot and exhausted. "What's wrong tonight, Hee-chan? You're not as, ya know, horny." Heero relaxed his head as Duo collapsed on the bed beside him. "I don't know, I've not been feeling so good lately." Duo looked at the ceiling then back toward Heero. "Is it me?" The normally serious face turned to a surprised one at the question. "Of course not! I think I'm just sick, that's all."/p
"Rrrreeaaallly?"
"Duo, koi."
"Yeah, Hee-chan?"
"Don't start."
"Ryokai**!"
Well, that's it for the prologue. The characters will most likely be back in character when the serious, angsty stuff happens. Knowing me it won't stay this happy for long. I'm evil, I know. Muwahahahaha!
*The Sims is a computer game for anyone who doesn't have it. You can kill one and make one fall in love and just make one a mean old dude who just don't give a f*ck. Okay so that's not the best description in the world but you can!
**If you don't know much Japanese, ryokai can be translated as like "Yes sir" or "Okay" or in Heero's case (nimnu ryokai) it means Mission Accepted.
Please review, this is my first time using html in a fic so if the tags show up in the final copy I'm sorry. I'll see what I can do in future chapters. Bai bai!! ^_^/html