Yeah I know, it's been a while but my senior year started and life got shitty this summer and… Yeah, particulars aside, I was gone and now I'm back!
Duo: That is
suckish.
Quatre: Very.
Wufei: And in
conclusion, Fireside owns nothing. Not one iota of Gundam. We all
belong to our respective creator and she is in no way making money
off of this. She requests that no one sue her. She only owns the
ideas, the plot, and the stupidity.
Trowa: She does have us as her
muses though.
Only 'cause I lurv you! //Loves them muchly//
Chapter Three: In Which Everyone Rolls Their Eyes… Repeatedly
The young sultan of
the Iraba Desert gazed at an especially fascinating speck on the
wall. His usually bright eyes were lidded and unfocused as he
listened to yet another duchess flatter him to death. He was about
to yawn for the thirty-seventh time when Duo and Mimi came crashing
into the throne room. And then he heard what he dreaded most: the
call of the dog pile.
"Oh dear, Duo NO!" but it was too late,
already had the brunette launched himself into the air. Mimi tackled
him with much force about the waist and toppled him over, effectively
ending his torture with the duchess. Soon all that was seen of poor
little Quatre was his hand waving about for help and, possibly, air.
"Did you bring me a present?" piped the princess as she situated herself on his stomach. She knew he had done so. Her dear friend always brought her something from someplace he'd traveled; it was a sort of game really. She had to guess the item to obtain it and she was very good at guessing. Duo laughed and scolded her jokingly, as if he didn't want to see it just as much, if not more, than she did! The sunny Iraban youth smiled at his two best friends, no amount of wealth or privilege could substitute them.
Away from the
commotion, a pair of eyes watched. They watched the Iraban's lithe
form with a mixture of abhorrence and bewilderment. His body
language showed no signs of fear or distrust, not like these
so-called "nobles". None of the usual pomposity that was so
typical of the "human kind". The observant eyes of the concealed
Dain saw the entire splendor of nature in this dazzling young man.
His senses eluded him much like the stag fled the hunter, all for the
sight of a simple boy! It was ridiculous of him to be caught up in
such childish acts. He forced his eyes away from the boy. Odd, he
still felt as if he'd swallowed a humming bird. Shaking his head
he turned from the spectacle and slipped out of the crowd. There was
much more to this "Quatre" than these humans saw, and he vowed to
uncover whatever it was, for the sake of his curiosity. Yes…that's
right, curiosity.
The emperor watched as his daughter frolicked
about the room with her friends. He'd seen the way she asked the
young prince for her "obligatory" gift. He'd seen Duo "scold"
said princess for her unladylike behavior. And he'd even seen the
Dain ogling Quatre. There was much eye rolling. Treize was the master
of expressions, had he not been emperor he'd have been an actor.
Drama queen that he was, nowhere NEAR as bad as Duo but still quite
bad. Treize sighed and leaned back in his throne, watching the three
make a spectacle. Clearing his throat he smiled as the occupants of
the room looked his way.
"Sultan, it is a pleasure to see you back in my kingdom. I do hope you'll grace us with your presence at dinner. My little princess has been badgering me to send for you, even though she knows you have other duties to attend to." Quatre beamed at the child and nodded.
"Of course, Lord
Treize, it would be my honor." Duo grinned and squeezed him.
"Hear
that, Mimi? Quat's gonna hang around for a bit!"
"Yippie! Quatre!"
The Dain is watching again, Treize thought, maybe he's been slain by our little sultan. HaHa, Slain, that's funny.
"Well, Master Trowa, what do you think of the kingdom so far?" The Dain's eyes narrowed slightly as he stepped forward. "Is it anything like your home of Ciros?" Many people gasped. Ciros was known to be a harsh land, ruled by magic and superstition. The Dain Mountains held many secrets and perils. It was widely believed that the humans of Ciros were barbarians, and this man did nothing to dispel the theory.
His thick brown hair
hung in his eyes shading his face from view; his eyes were green like
the land he came from and his complexion was darker than many in the
room. His leather armored arms ran down to meet rough hands; his long
legs were encased in coarse cloth as was his torso, and the lower
part of his face was hidden by a bandana. He wore no boots of any
kind, his feet padding silently on the cool floor.
"No," rang
his reply. "It's nothing like Ciros."
"Master Trowa is a
guest of mine. I believe he's from Selk, am I right?" A nod was
all that was given this time. "He's here on behalf of his people,
much like you Quatre." The aforementioned blonde looked at the new
arrival.
"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lord Trowa." He bowed low, "I am Quatre of Ba'al. How do you find Oz?" The Dain flicked his eyes at him and stayed silent. Treize coughed and spoke up.
"He means do you like it here?"
"It is… different
from home. It's warmer."
"Quatre's brow furrowed, "Do
you dislike the heat?"
"No. Ciros gets hot in the summer, but
I dislike being away from my land."
"Quat wouldn't understand that, Your Lord-ly-ness!" The little brunette bounced up to Trowa and Trowa stayed stock still. "He's always looking for a reason to come to Oz. He doesn't like how dry his home is! Must be why he's always slumming' it with me!" The princess walked over and rolled her eyes, a perfect imitation of her father.
"Ignore Duo; he's had too much sugar today. I'm Mariemia; I hope you don't feel too homesick here. If you do, you can go look at my room, I have a great big mural of Ciros on the north wall!" What sweet thoughts from such a little girl, the Dain thought to himself. She's definitely more than she seems though.
"Thank you, Princess." Treize rolled his eyes, that child was so selfless sometimes; she HAD to have gotten it from her mother because there was no way in HELL she got it from him! "I will hope you have not forgotten my reason for being here, Emperor. I don't wish to stay any longer than necessary. If you remember, I don't have time to-" He was interrupted by a colossal crash as the hall doors opened. A great parade of servants proceeded in followed by their masters, Princess Relena Peacecraft and her brother, Prince Milliardo.
The two of them, though similar, could easily be told apart. Relena's hair was more flaxen, Milliardo's more platinum. Relena was over bearing and obnoxious, and Milliardo was calm and sarcastic. Relena was a bitch, poor dear Milliardo was stuck with the bitch, sucks to be him. Anyway, the servants took their places serving people as Relena and her poor brother strode (or dragged themselves) toward the throne.
"Lord Treize, such a delight to be back in your realm!" squealed the monstrous pink princess. Milliardo, known to his close friends as Zechs, rolled his eyes at her obnoxious greeting.
"Lena, stop that, you'll damage the windows." He hissed. "Good to see you, Treize and Princess Mimi." He winked at the child, earning a grin from her.
"UNCLE ZECHS!" And thus the Prince of Sanq became reacquainted with the floor, and the word 'concussion'.
"Jeez, ya know Mimi, I'm starting to think that if we keep up this "tackling our friends to the floor of the throne room thing" we'll run out of friends!" laughed Duo.
Quatre nodded, "YES! And we'll all be lost to cold, hard marble flooring. This is why we beg your father to spring for a carpet in this room, our doctors' have begun to think you're trying to do us all in."
"I think I'm starting to get used to it actually." Said Zechs from the floor where he laid, the little girl still bouncing on his stomach.
"And so then all of a sudden-"
"Duo?"
The pilot looked over at his little friend, "Yes, Mimi?"
"Can we stop for now? I'm kinda sleepy." She yawned to show her point and snuggled deeper under her covers.
"Alrighty then. Snuggle in and I'll get Une and Sally to come say goodnight."
She nodded and curled up under her covers; Duo turned down the lights and smiled at her, "Goodnight, Princess Mimi."
" 'Night Duo. Love you."
The Story Continues On Another Night…
AFTERTHOUGHTS!
Okay, I'm gonna say a little about this universe of Duo's Story. It's called Terras. I know original right? The five kingdoms are: The northern kingdom of Ciros, The southern kingdom of Iraba, The eastern kingdom of Chin, the western kingdom of Sanq, and the center kingdom of Oz. All of the places are different in religion, government, landscape, and people. I know it's all topsy-turvy and wacked out but work with me here okay?!
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MUCH LOVE TO YOU ALL!
~Fireside
