New Hope Home
Okay, next chapter. Erm. What can I say? It's still Heero's first day of school and we haven't even met the other Gundam pilots. Just the annoying bitch, erm. I mean Relena. Anyway, things are starting to speed up a little, longer chapter and some more introductions. Enjoy!
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"Hi, I'm Duo!":
The class was stuffed with teenagers, everybody was talking about the summer they'd spend, where they had spent it and with who. The only one who wasn't talking to anyone, was a guy with Prussian blue eyes and messy, chocolate colored hair. Heero Yuy was just glaring at his fellow students.
'Honestly,' he thought. 'How can a class be this noisy. My old class was much more quiet.'
In time to stop the noise before it drove Heero crazy, the teacher, Mr. Adams, came in.
"Okay, everybody. Settle down. I know you're all very exited to meet your comrades again, but you got time to catch up later." Clearing his throat, Mr. Adams sat down. "Now, the first assignment I have today, is to introduce you for a new student here at 'Black Hole'. Mr. Yuy?"
Nodding towards Heero, Mr. Adams smiled. "Would you like to get up and introduce yourself?"
Heero got up and walked towards the teachers desk. Turning to face his fellow students, he took a deep breath. "My name is Heero Yuy and I've just moved here from San Francisco, just about one month ago.
The class smiled and said 'Hi', and Heero walked back to his place.
"Well, it's nice to have you here, Heero. We all hope you'll become comfortable here. Now, I thought we could start this lesion by reading some poetry."
The class groaned and Mr. Adams smiled. "No complains. Take up your literature books and read chapter-"
*BANG*
The door suddenly slammed open and in ran a slightly flushed and heavy breathing teen with long chestnut hair.
"I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry! I overslept. I'm so sorry, Mr. Adams, it will never happen again and I hope I didn't miss anything important!" Panting slightly, the boy cracked an eye open and looked at Mr. Adams.
"That's okay, Mr. Maxwell. You didn't miss anything according to homework, but you missed the introduction of our new student. Please take a seat. You can meet him later."
The teen dropped himself on the chair next to Heero and brushed his hand trough his bangs. Looking towards Heero, he smiled and waived before he turned his attention to the book they were reading.
Heero merely smiled and nodded back before he turned his eyes to the pages of the book. The guy had his hair in a long braid, longer than Heero had ever seen in his life, and he was dressed in black. The pants, the leather jacked and the t-shirt. All black. Even so, his personality seemed merry enough. While he studied this guy, he noticed the cross that was attached around his neck. Heero thought it added a nice touch to the black clothing. It suited him. The longhaired boy turned and Heero found out that he was starring. He smiled and turned his attention to his own book, slightly red in the face. He didn't know why, but he found himself being fascinated by the guy.
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Lunch time came rather quickly and Heero soon found himself at a table alone, just sipping a black coffee and eating a baguette while trying to read a book.
"Excuse me."
Looking up, he saw a small, blonde teen, holding a tray.
"Excuse me, but do you mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is full."
Heero shook his head and the blonde sat down. Gently letting his bag slide from his shoulder and placing the tray upon the table, the teen reached out his hand.
"I'm Quatre, by the way. Quatre Raberba Winner. You are?"
"Heero You," Heero said and lied down the book so he could shake Quatre's hand. Quatre smiled and took a sip of his tea. "You're the new student, huh? I heard Trowa tell me about you, but he couldn't remember your name."
"Trowa?"
Quatre laughed. "Oh, right. You probably don't know who it is. Tall guy, quiet. He's in your literature class."
"Has he hair that covers half his face?" Quatre nodded. "Have you talked to him?"
Heero shook his head. "I haven't really talked to anybody yet. I've. Tried to get myself into order first. The only person I've talked to is a girl named Relena."
"Relena, huh?" Quatre coughed. "Well, I guess it could be worst."
"Huh?"
Quatre smiled again and took a bite of his meal. "Well, Relena is very popular against the girls because she's really rich, but the boys. Well, she can be a pain sometimes."
Heero shrugged. "I don't know her, but I already know. I accidentally kicked a can on her and she gave me her phone number.."
Quatre lifted an eyebrow. "Did she?" Closing his eyes in an entertained matter, Quatre giggled. "Now why am I not surprised?"
Heero just looked down in his coffee. "She does that a lot? Giving her phone number away to strangers, I mean."
Quatre finished his meal. "Not really, but when she finds a guy that she really fancy, she won't stop until she's dating him or the guy is dead. She's done that every since she started here. I guess you're the lucky one this year.
Heero snorted. "Lucky me."
"Where have you moved too, Heero?" Heero placed his coffee on the table and studied his hand. "Hollers street nr. 2."
Quatre shivered. "Then you'd probably end up getting Relena on your back every morning. She lives in the snob area, just two houses from me. Elmer street nr. 14."
Heero looked at him and Quatre smiled. "Yes, my father has a certain amount of money."
Heero grunted and looked down again.
Quatre smiled and pushed away his tray. Gently sipping his tea, he studied the strange teen in front of him. "So, have you been attacked by Shinigami yet?"
Heero looked up and found the other teen studying him. "Shinigami? Who's-?"
Quatre got up and lifted up the tray. He placed on the tray washer and got back, grabbing his bag and smiled. "It will be more fun for you to find out on your own. But I can guarantee you that Shinigami will cross your rode. He always does."
"Hn."
"Oh, and one more thing." Quatre opened his bag and ripped out a piece of paper. He quickly wrote something on it and handed it to Heero. Heero looked at it before he took the paper. Quatre nodded. "My cell phone number. If there is anything you are curious about, or you just want to talk and make some friends, call me." With that, he turned and walked out of the cafeteria. Heero looked at the note and put it in his bag. 'No harm keeping this number,' he muttered before he smiled. 'This guy was actually nice.'
Taking his now empty coffee cup, the rest of his half eaten baguette and his books, he headed for the trash cans. Dumping his trash in the cans, he turned to find out where his next class was, but as he turned he bumped into a mass of chestnut hair and black clothing. Heero fell onto the floor with a loud *thud* and moaned. Cracking his eyes up, he stared into two big, Cobalt blue eyes.
"Hey, you okay?"
Heero nodded and got onto his knees to gather up his books.
"I'm so sorry, man. I didn't see where I was headed 'cause I was in a hurry and-"
'Damn,' Heero thought. 'His mouth is going a mile per minute!'
The long haired teen picked up a couple of books and handed some of them to Heero. Heero took them and smiled.
"Thanks."
The teen smiled back, before he checked his watch and released a strange little sound from his throat.
"Christ, I'm late!" The teen got onto his legs and held out a hand to Heero. Heero grabbed it and pulled himself up. The guy smiled once more. "I would love to stay and chat, but I don't have the time. Talk to ya later, new guy. After all, we're in the same class." And with that, he run off. Heero looked after him before he remembered what he had to do.
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The day was now over and Heero was on his way home. He had successfully avoided anymore meetings with a certain pink dressed nightmare, but Quatre was nowhere to be seen. He had hoped he could talk some more with him 'cause he had sounded like a really nice guy. But no such luck.
Kicking the can that he had hit Relena with just a couple of hours ago, he found himself smiling. That black clothed tornado certainty was an interesting guy. The way he was dressed would normally say that he meant trouble, but the way he was acting. That was all different. The guy was so different from himself.
Almost without noticing it, he walked in the gate to his new home. He had only just begun to get himself in order, but he still had two boxes left to unpack. As he searched his pocket for his keys, he heard a faith voice calling. He turned and saw that the black clothed guy was running towards him, his braid dancing behind him.
Heero just stared as the guy run trough the gate and stopped in front of him. Trying to catch his breath, the longhaired teen hold out a book.
"-ere! *puff* You-*gasp*-dropped this!"
Looking up, the guy dried away some sweat with his sleeve while holding out the book towards Heero. Heero took it. The guy smiled.
"I accidentally took it with me when I bumped into you in the cafeteria today. Sorry 'bout that, man."
Heero smiled.
"That's okay. Thank you for bringing it here. I hope it wasn't too much trouble." The guy shook his head, still trying to regain is breath.
"No problem, dude. When I found it among my own books, I thought I could deliver it tomorrow. But then again I wasn't certain if I would meet you tomorrow or if you needed it so I asked Mr. Adams if he could tell me where you lived. It's just a couple of blocks from where I live, so it was no problem. I saw you turn to walk in here from a distance so I decided to run the rest of the way."
Heero smiled and nodded, surprised that this strange teen was able to talk for so long when he was completely out of breath.
Suddenly, a hand was in his face. The guy was smiling and signalized Heero to grab it. Heero did.
"I'm Duo by the way. Duo Maxwell. Shinigami amongst friends and my motto is 'I may run and hide, but I never tell a lie'." 'A-ha,' Heero thought. So this was 'Shinigami'. A little puzzled about the nickname, he shook Duo's hand.
"I'm Heero Yuy. I've just moved here from San Francisco."
Duo smiled and released Heero's hand. "Nice meeting you, Heero. Sorry about missing your presentation this morning, but I overslept. Typical me." Heero nodded and Duo looked at him.
"Nani?"
"Hm?"
"Why are you looking at me?"
"Oh, no reason. I just wondered if you play basketball."
Heero looked back. "Well. Yeah, sometimes."
Duo grinned. "Say, wanna come and shoot some hops with me after school tomorrow? You know, so we can get to know each other and stuff. How does that sound?"
Heero smiled and nodded.
"I'd like that."
Duo's grin became even wider and he gave Heero the 'thumbs up'. "Great. I'm off at 3 o'clock. Can you met me on the field around that time?"
Heero nodded and Duo smiled. "Great." Then, for the third time that day, Heero saw a hand disappear into a bag and pull out a piece of paper. Quickly writing down some numbers, Duo handed over the note.
"Here's my cell number. If something's holding you up or you just wanna chat someday, this is the number to call." Heero nodded and before he could stop, his own hand disappeared into his own back and fished out a piece of paper. Writing down his own cell number, he handed it to Duo.
"Like wise to you, Duo."
Duo grabbed the paper and smiled. "Thanks, man. Talk to you later then."
And with that, he waived and walked out the gate. Heero watched him disappear down the street before he fished up the keys from his pocked and opened the door.
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Author's Notes: Yay! I've now introduced Heero to Quatre And Duo! The rest of the guys will come soon, just be patient. I'm actually thinking about making Treize a teacher, Lady Une the head master and Zechs and Noin as assistants. Now, what do you think? Please tell me what the lot of you thought about it. Need feedback, I live for feedback. Remember to review. *points at the review button* Thankee!
Okay, next chapter. Erm. What can I say? It's still Heero's first day of school and we haven't even met the other Gundam pilots. Just the annoying bitch, erm. I mean Relena. Anyway, things are starting to speed up a little, longer chapter and some more introductions. Enjoy!
***
"Hi, I'm Duo!":
The class was stuffed with teenagers, everybody was talking about the summer they'd spend, where they had spent it and with who. The only one who wasn't talking to anyone, was a guy with Prussian blue eyes and messy, chocolate colored hair. Heero Yuy was just glaring at his fellow students.
'Honestly,' he thought. 'How can a class be this noisy. My old class was much more quiet.'
In time to stop the noise before it drove Heero crazy, the teacher, Mr. Adams, came in.
"Okay, everybody. Settle down. I know you're all very exited to meet your comrades again, but you got time to catch up later." Clearing his throat, Mr. Adams sat down. "Now, the first assignment I have today, is to introduce you for a new student here at 'Black Hole'. Mr. Yuy?"
Nodding towards Heero, Mr. Adams smiled. "Would you like to get up and introduce yourself?"
Heero got up and walked towards the teachers desk. Turning to face his fellow students, he took a deep breath. "My name is Heero Yuy and I've just moved here from San Francisco, just about one month ago.
The class smiled and said 'Hi', and Heero walked back to his place.
"Well, it's nice to have you here, Heero. We all hope you'll become comfortable here. Now, I thought we could start this lesion by reading some poetry."
The class groaned and Mr. Adams smiled. "No complains. Take up your literature books and read chapter-"
*BANG*
The door suddenly slammed open and in ran a slightly flushed and heavy breathing teen with long chestnut hair.
"I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry! I overslept. I'm so sorry, Mr. Adams, it will never happen again and I hope I didn't miss anything important!" Panting slightly, the boy cracked an eye open and looked at Mr. Adams.
"That's okay, Mr. Maxwell. You didn't miss anything according to homework, but you missed the introduction of our new student. Please take a seat. You can meet him later."
The teen dropped himself on the chair next to Heero and brushed his hand trough his bangs. Looking towards Heero, he smiled and waived before he turned his attention to the book they were reading.
Heero merely smiled and nodded back before he turned his eyes to the pages of the book. The guy had his hair in a long braid, longer than Heero had ever seen in his life, and he was dressed in black. The pants, the leather jacked and the t-shirt. All black. Even so, his personality seemed merry enough. While he studied this guy, he noticed the cross that was attached around his neck. Heero thought it added a nice touch to the black clothing. It suited him. The longhaired boy turned and Heero found out that he was starring. He smiled and turned his attention to his own book, slightly red in the face. He didn't know why, but he found himself being fascinated by the guy.
***
Lunch time came rather quickly and Heero soon found himself at a table alone, just sipping a black coffee and eating a baguette while trying to read a book.
"Excuse me."
Looking up, he saw a small, blonde teen, holding a tray.
"Excuse me, but do you mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is full."
Heero shook his head and the blonde sat down. Gently letting his bag slide from his shoulder and placing the tray upon the table, the teen reached out his hand.
"I'm Quatre, by the way. Quatre Raberba Winner. You are?"
"Heero You," Heero said and lied down the book so he could shake Quatre's hand. Quatre smiled and took a sip of his tea. "You're the new student, huh? I heard Trowa tell me about you, but he couldn't remember your name."
"Trowa?"
Quatre laughed. "Oh, right. You probably don't know who it is. Tall guy, quiet. He's in your literature class."
"Has he hair that covers half his face?" Quatre nodded. "Have you talked to him?"
Heero shook his head. "I haven't really talked to anybody yet. I've. Tried to get myself into order first. The only person I've talked to is a girl named Relena."
"Relena, huh?" Quatre coughed. "Well, I guess it could be worst."
"Huh?"
Quatre smiled again and took a bite of his meal. "Well, Relena is very popular against the girls because she's really rich, but the boys. Well, she can be a pain sometimes."
Heero shrugged. "I don't know her, but I already know. I accidentally kicked a can on her and she gave me her phone number.."
Quatre lifted an eyebrow. "Did she?" Closing his eyes in an entertained matter, Quatre giggled. "Now why am I not surprised?"
Heero just looked down in his coffee. "She does that a lot? Giving her phone number away to strangers, I mean."
Quatre finished his meal. "Not really, but when she finds a guy that she really fancy, she won't stop until she's dating him or the guy is dead. She's done that every since she started here. I guess you're the lucky one this year.
Heero snorted. "Lucky me."
"Where have you moved too, Heero?" Heero placed his coffee on the table and studied his hand. "Hollers street nr. 2."
Quatre shivered. "Then you'd probably end up getting Relena on your back every morning. She lives in the snob area, just two houses from me. Elmer street nr. 14."
Heero looked at him and Quatre smiled. "Yes, my father has a certain amount of money."
Heero grunted and looked down again.
Quatre smiled and pushed away his tray. Gently sipping his tea, he studied the strange teen in front of him. "So, have you been attacked by Shinigami yet?"
Heero looked up and found the other teen studying him. "Shinigami? Who's-?"
Quatre got up and lifted up the tray. He placed on the tray washer and got back, grabbing his bag and smiled. "It will be more fun for you to find out on your own. But I can guarantee you that Shinigami will cross your rode. He always does."
"Hn."
"Oh, and one more thing." Quatre opened his bag and ripped out a piece of paper. He quickly wrote something on it and handed it to Heero. Heero looked at it before he took the paper. Quatre nodded. "My cell phone number. If there is anything you are curious about, or you just want to talk and make some friends, call me." With that, he turned and walked out of the cafeteria. Heero looked at the note and put it in his bag. 'No harm keeping this number,' he muttered before he smiled. 'This guy was actually nice.'
Taking his now empty coffee cup, the rest of his half eaten baguette and his books, he headed for the trash cans. Dumping his trash in the cans, he turned to find out where his next class was, but as he turned he bumped into a mass of chestnut hair and black clothing. Heero fell onto the floor with a loud *thud* and moaned. Cracking his eyes up, he stared into two big, Cobalt blue eyes.
"Hey, you okay?"
Heero nodded and got onto his knees to gather up his books.
"I'm so sorry, man. I didn't see where I was headed 'cause I was in a hurry and-"
'Damn,' Heero thought. 'His mouth is going a mile per minute!'
The long haired teen picked up a couple of books and handed some of them to Heero. Heero took them and smiled.
"Thanks."
The teen smiled back, before he checked his watch and released a strange little sound from his throat.
"Christ, I'm late!" The teen got onto his legs and held out a hand to Heero. Heero grabbed it and pulled himself up. The guy smiled once more. "I would love to stay and chat, but I don't have the time. Talk to ya later, new guy. After all, we're in the same class." And with that, he run off. Heero looked after him before he remembered what he had to do.
***
The day was now over and Heero was on his way home. He had successfully avoided anymore meetings with a certain pink dressed nightmare, but Quatre was nowhere to be seen. He had hoped he could talk some more with him 'cause he had sounded like a really nice guy. But no such luck.
Kicking the can that he had hit Relena with just a couple of hours ago, he found himself smiling. That black clothed tornado certainty was an interesting guy. The way he was dressed would normally say that he meant trouble, but the way he was acting. That was all different. The guy was so different from himself.
Almost without noticing it, he walked in the gate to his new home. He had only just begun to get himself in order, but he still had two boxes left to unpack. As he searched his pocket for his keys, he heard a faith voice calling. He turned and saw that the black clothed guy was running towards him, his braid dancing behind him.
Heero just stared as the guy run trough the gate and stopped in front of him. Trying to catch his breath, the longhaired teen hold out a book.
"-ere! *puff* You-*gasp*-dropped this!"
Looking up, the guy dried away some sweat with his sleeve while holding out the book towards Heero. Heero took it. The guy smiled.
"I accidentally took it with me when I bumped into you in the cafeteria today. Sorry 'bout that, man."
Heero smiled.
"That's okay. Thank you for bringing it here. I hope it wasn't too much trouble." The guy shook his head, still trying to regain is breath.
"No problem, dude. When I found it among my own books, I thought I could deliver it tomorrow. But then again I wasn't certain if I would meet you tomorrow or if you needed it so I asked Mr. Adams if he could tell me where you lived. It's just a couple of blocks from where I live, so it was no problem. I saw you turn to walk in here from a distance so I decided to run the rest of the way."
Heero smiled and nodded, surprised that this strange teen was able to talk for so long when he was completely out of breath.
Suddenly, a hand was in his face. The guy was smiling and signalized Heero to grab it. Heero did.
"I'm Duo by the way. Duo Maxwell. Shinigami amongst friends and my motto is 'I may run and hide, but I never tell a lie'." 'A-ha,' Heero thought. So this was 'Shinigami'. A little puzzled about the nickname, he shook Duo's hand.
"I'm Heero Yuy. I've just moved here from San Francisco."
Duo smiled and released Heero's hand. "Nice meeting you, Heero. Sorry about missing your presentation this morning, but I overslept. Typical me." Heero nodded and Duo looked at him.
"Nani?"
"Hm?"
"Why are you looking at me?"
"Oh, no reason. I just wondered if you play basketball."
Heero looked back. "Well. Yeah, sometimes."
Duo grinned. "Say, wanna come and shoot some hops with me after school tomorrow? You know, so we can get to know each other and stuff. How does that sound?"
Heero smiled and nodded.
"I'd like that."
Duo's grin became even wider and he gave Heero the 'thumbs up'. "Great. I'm off at 3 o'clock. Can you met me on the field around that time?"
Heero nodded and Duo smiled. "Great." Then, for the third time that day, Heero saw a hand disappear into a bag and pull out a piece of paper. Quickly writing down some numbers, Duo handed over the note.
"Here's my cell number. If something's holding you up or you just wanna chat someday, this is the number to call." Heero nodded and before he could stop, his own hand disappeared into his own back and fished out a piece of paper. Writing down his own cell number, he handed it to Duo.
"Like wise to you, Duo."
Duo grabbed the paper and smiled. "Thanks, man. Talk to you later then."
And with that, he waived and walked out the gate. Heero watched him disappear down the street before he fished up the keys from his pocked and opened the door.
***
Author's Notes: Yay! I've now introduced Heero to Quatre And Duo! The rest of the guys will come soon, just be patient. I'm actually thinking about making Treize a teacher, Lady Une the head master and Zechs and Noin as assistants. Now, what do you think? Please tell me what the lot of you thought about it. Need feedback, I live for feedback. Remember to review. *points at the review button* Thankee!