A/N: Chapter two!!! How time flies when having fun torturing poor Duo... I
should do my freakiness/ profanity warning, but hey, by now you should be
used to it, right? So, enjoy! (I know I did!) And thank you to all who
reviewed!
Disclaimer: I only own this little story... so far. Eventually I'll rule the world, but that comes around in 2027... ahem, anyway, on to the story!
Dawn to Dusk
Chapter 2
Dea or Duo?
"Gee Dea, you're sure jumpy," Sarah giggled at her new friend. Dea's violet eyes seemed terribly amused for some reason. "Anyway, like I was saying in the hall..." She hesitated for a moment. "Dea, we're friends, right?" Dea nodded absentmindedly, looking around the bathroom. "So...what does Quatre look for in a girl?"
"You have a couch," Dea exclaimed, her eyes landing on the decrepit piece of furniture. Sarah chuckled.
"Of course we have a couch," Sarah said, remembering it was Dea's first day. "We also have a kick-ass cafeteria. Want something to eat? We can talk over lunch." Dea brightened at the idea.
Duo was busy stuffing his face while Sarah prattled on about Quatre's hair when he spotted Wufei, and almost choked.
"Dea! Oh my god, are you okay," she asked, slapping his back. Duo coughed, and swallowed.
"I'm fine," he muttered darkly. Wufei could cause serious trouble; he wanted nothing more than to slink back to his room and hide. But Heero would be in their room, typing the latest mission report on his laptop and as sociable as a brick. For a moment, Duo actually wondered if he could get a brick and Heero in a staring contest.
"Hello, Dea," Quatre's voice pulled him out of his thoughts, and Duo could have died of shock once more. He probably would die; his poor fragile heart couldn't take any more of this. Sarah sat up as proper and prettily as possible.
"Quatre, meet Sarah," Duo said, and Quatre, ever the gentleman, shook the girl's hand. "She's helping me hide from Wufei. The food here's great, by the way. You should try some." Quatre chuckled.
"Well, I remember you promising to help me with some homework," Quatre hinted, and Duo gave him a confused look. "You know, my paper on why strange things happen during hangovers?"
"Oh, that sounds interesting," Sarah said with a smile, and this time Duo actually gagged. The two slapped his back at the same time, and he ended up having a coughing fit. "You should really have your throat checked out, Dea."
"Thanks," Duo grumbled, and Sarah just smiled (at Quatre of course). "Well, I'll help you with that right now. Thanks for lunch, Sarah. See you in class." As soon as Sarah was out of earshot, Duo sighed. "I never knew how strange girls were." Quatre chucked, and the two snuck out, hopefully unnoticed by Wufei.
"So what was your little outburst about," Quatre asked as Duo checked all the windows and doors to make sure they were locked. When he was sure Quatre's dorm room was secure, Duo began.
"Last night we all got really drunk, right? (Quatre nodded with a smile.) Well, some weird guy in a want-to-be detective guy sat down next to me. I bought him a drink, and in my drunken-impaired judgment told him about...Heero," Duo said, and Quatre nodded. He was the only person Duo had dared talk to, what with Quatre being head-over-heels for Trowa. "So, he asked me what I wanted more than anything in the world or something, and I said, like an idiot, that I wanted to not have a gender barrier between us." Quatre stared at Duo. The silence was deafening.
And then, Quatre laughed. And laughed, and laughed, and laughed. He rolled on the floor, close to tears, and Duo sat in his chair laughing, and everything for a moment seemed like something seen through the eyes of a six year old.
It would have been funnier if Duo knew it really hadn't happened though.
When Quatre had gotten a hold of himself, Duo looked at him, hoping for advice. But, Quatre just sat with a smile on his face.
"So, are you Dea for life now or something," Quatre asked, and Duo shrugged.
"I'm sure there's something else I'm forgetting, but that's it," he replied. "I just wish I knew what to do- do I actually act like some girl or do I just act like me? And what DO I do about Heero? I can't exactly sit on his lap and tell him all of it." Quatre chuckled a little at the mental picture.
"Maybe you can find the stranger and ask him to reverse it," Quatre suggested, and Duo shook his head.
"I get the feeling he'd find me, not the other way around," he muttered, and sighed.
"Well, don't you think you should at least do it," Quatre asked, and Duo looked at him quizzically. "I mean, you asked to be turned into a girl for a reason. Why not actually try and tell Heero, or at least get him to go on a date with Dea." Duo stretched in his chair. And then, he grinned. Oh, he had a good idea.
"Hey Quat, are you willing to double-date?"
"Hello, this is Sarah," Sarah answered the dorm room phone, pulling her blonde hair into a ponytail.
"Hi, this is Du- er, Dea," Dea's voice came over the line. "I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date with Quatre." Sarah almost dropped the phone.
"Please? It's called a double date for a reason," Quatre asked. Heero kept typing.
"Hn," he said. Quatre almost shook his head. It was impossible to talk to the Perfect Soldier. "Ask Duo."
"But the girl asked for you, Heero. That means she wants to go out with you, not Duo," Quatre explained.
"Ask Trowa then," Heero said. Quatre sighed.
"Well, if you change your mind, it's tomorrow night," Quatre said. "And she really is pretty, you know."
"Hn." Heero just kept typing as Quatre closed the door.
Duo slunk into his third class, math, and sat as far back as he possibly could. It was already three in the afternoon, and Quatre still had yet to convince Heero to go out on a date with 'Dea'. Duo could have done it, but Duo couldn't do it, what with being a girl. He sighed, and the teacher called out his name. By now he was used to it, though.
"Duo Maxwell," the teacher droned.
"It's Dea Maxwell," Duo spoke up, and the teacher, without a thought, changed the name on his attendance sheet.
"Dea, huh," a familiar voice whispered to his left, and Duo nearly flew out of his chair. Trowa smiled at him, more than a little confused. "I could swear you were..."
Duo shushed him, near-panicking, motioning he'd talk to Trowa after class. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Trowa, giving one last fleeting glance to 'Dea', went back to actually paying attention. Duo decided to use the time to plot some more.
'So, since Quatre can't convince Heero, maybe Dea will have to,' Duo thought grimly. He just had no idea how to do that; Heero didn't exactly spurt out his turn-ons in conversation, let alone have conversations.
But it would definitely be worth the effort, just to touch Heero.
"Dea," the teacher snapped, and Duo jerked upright. He barely contained his desired grumbling about getting his lovely daydream interrupted as the teacher tromped towards him. "Dea Maxwell, I doubt you've been paying attention at all this afternoon! Probably daydreaming about boys, no less. Well then, come up to the board and do the problem!" Duo, suppressing a chuckle at how astonishingly correct the teacher was, approached the black board. He actually did laugh at the problem- it was trigonometry, the thing he could do blindfolded in the middle of a battle.
In literally a matter of seconds the problem was done- it was the first day of school after all, so it was the easiest math. The teacher cleared her throat and motioned for 'Dea' to go back to her seat. Duo smirked, and noticed Trowa looked more thoughtful than ever. The teacher didn't give him any more grief the rest of the day. After class, Trowa turned towards 'Dea'.
"Miss, I apologize for my behavior during roll," he said politely. Duo was sure he'd picked this up from Quatre. "It's just, you look a lot like a good friend of mine, and have the same last name. However, my friend could never have done that problem on the board. I apologize." Duo turned bright red.
"What the hell do you mean I couldn't do that on the board," Duo yelled, and Trowa scooted back a little in his chair. "Damn it, Trowa, I'm not an idiot! Anyone could have done that; I know we both use it on a daily basis for...some activities..." Duo smacked himself on the forehead again. This day just kept getting better and better, and the sun was already going down.
"Duo? Is that really you," Duo groaned. Now another person knew of his problem. Without saying a thing (he was too angry to), he strode out of the room in a very un-girly manner, praying Trowa didn't say anything to the others.
But, yet again, he had to run into the girl's bathroom as Wufei and Quatre walked down the hallway. Quatre saw him first, and pointed out the window at something, making Wufei turn his head just in time.
Sitting on the couch in a befuddled, angry heap, Duo glared at the door. The bathroom was empty, which suited him perfectly.
And then, the sun began to set.
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A/N: That's the end of Chapter 2. Sorry I didn't have time to do sunset, I promise it'll be first thing in Ch. 3, along with gasp! some freaky double dating, and the beginning of the REAL plot. Thanks for reading, again! Please review!
Disclaimer: I only own this little story... so far. Eventually I'll rule the world, but that comes around in 2027... ahem, anyway, on to the story!
Dawn to Dusk
Chapter 2
Dea or Duo?
"Gee Dea, you're sure jumpy," Sarah giggled at her new friend. Dea's violet eyes seemed terribly amused for some reason. "Anyway, like I was saying in the hall..." She hesitated for a moment. "Dea, we're friends, right?" Dea nodded absentmindedly, looking around the bathroom. "So...what does Quatre look for in a girl?"
"You have a couch," Dea exclaimed, her eyes landing on the decrepit piece of furniture. Sarah chuckled.
"Of course we have a couch," Sarah said, remembering it was Dea's first day. "We also have a kick-ass cafeteria. Want something to eat? We can talk over lunch." Dea brightened at the idea.
Duo was busy stuffing his face while Sarah prattled on about Quatre's hair when he spotted Wufei, and almost choked.
"Dea! Oh my god, are you okay," she asked, slapping his back. Duo coughed, and swallowed.
"I'm fine," he muttered darkly. Wufei could cause serious trouble; he wanted nothing more than to slink back to his room and hide. But Heero would be in their room, typing the latest mission report on his laptop and as sociable as a brick. For a moment, Duo actually wondered if he could get a brick and Heero in a staring contest.
"Hello, Dea," Quatre's voice pulled him out of his thoughts, and Duo could have died of shock once more. He probably would die; his poor fragile heart couldn't take any more of this. Sarah sat up as proper and prettily as possible.
"Quatre, meet Sarah," Duo said, and Quatre, ever the gentleman, shook the girl's hand. "She's helping me hide from Wufei. The food here's great, by the way. You should try some." Quatre chuckled.
"Well, I remember you promising to help me with some homework," Quatre hinted, and Duo gave him a confused look. "You know, my paper on why strange things happen during hangovers?"
"Oh, that sounds interesting," Sarah said with a smile, and this time Duo actually gagged. The two slapped his back at the same time, and he ended up having a coughing fit. "You should really have your throat checked out, Dea."
"Thanks," Duo grumbled, and Sarah just smiled (at Quatre of course). "Well, I'll help you with that right now. Thanks for lunch, Sarah. See you in class." As soon as Sarah was out of earshot, Duo sighed. "I never knew how strange girls were." Quatre chucked, and the two snuck out, hopefully unnoticed by Wufei.
"So what was your little outburst about," Quatre asked as Duo checked all the windows and doors to make sure they were locked. When he was sure Quatre's dorm room was secure, Duo began.
"Last night we all got really drunk, right? (Quatre nodded with a smile.) Well, some weird guy in a want-to-be detective guy sat down next to me. I bought him a drink, and in my drunken-impaired judgment told him about...Heero," Duo said, and Quatre nodded. He was the only person Duo had dared talk to, what with Quatre being head-over-heels for Trowa. "So, he asked me what I wanted more than anything in the world or something, and I said, like an idiot, that I wanted to not have a gender barrier between us." Quatre stared at Duo. The silence was deafening.
And then, Quatre laughed. And laughed, and laughed, and laughed. He rolled on the floor, close to tears, and Duo sat in his chair laughing, and everything for a moment seemed like something seen through the eyes of a six year old.
It would have been funnier if Duo knew it really hadn't happened though.
When Quatre had gotten a hold of himself, Duo looked at him, hoping for advice. But, Quatre just sat with a smile on his face.
"So, are you Dea for life now or something," Quatre asked, and Duo shrugged.
"I'm sure there's something else I'm forgetting, but that's it," he replied. "I just wish I knew what to do- do I actually act like some girl or do I just act like me? And what DO I do about Heero? I can't exactly sit on his lap and tell him all of it." Quatre chuckled a little at the mental picture.
"Maybe you can find the stranger and ask him to reverse it," Quatre suggested, and Duo shook his head.
"I get the feeling he'd find me, not the other way around," he muttered, and sighed.
"Well, don't you think you should at least do it," Quatre asked, and Duo looked at him quizzically. "I mean, you asked to be turned into a girl for a reason. Why not actually try and tell Heero, or at least get him to go on a date with Dea." Duo stretched in his chair. And then, he grinned. Oh, he had a good idea.
"Hey Quat, are you willing to double-date?"
"Hello, this is Sarah," Sarah answered the dorm room phone, pulling her blonde hair into a ponytail.
"Hi, this is Du- er, Dea," Dea's voice came over the line. "I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date with Quatre." Sarah almost dropped the phone.
"Please? It's called a double date for a reason," Quatre asked. Heero kept typing.
"Hn," he said. Quatre almost shook his head. It was impossible to talk to the Perfect Soldier. "Ask Duo."
"But the girl asked for you, Heero. That means she wants to go out with you, not Duo," Quatre explained.
"Ask Trowa then," Heero said. Quatre sighed.
"Well, if you change your mind, it's tomorrow night," Quatre said. "And she really is pretty, you know."
"Hn." Heero just kept typing as Quatre closed the door.
Duo slunk into his third class, math, and sat as far back as he possibly could. It was already three in the afternoon, and Quatre still had yet to convince Heero to go out on a date with 'Dea'. Duo could have done it, but Duo couldn't do it, what with being a girl. He sighed, and the teacher called out his name. By now he was used to it, though.
"Duo Maxwell," the teacher droned.
"It's Dea Maxwell," Duo spoke up, and the teacher, without a thought, changed the name on his attendance sheet.
"Dea, huh," a familiar voice whispered to his left, and Duo nearly flew out of his chair. Trowa smiled at him, more than a little confused. "I could swear you were..."
Duo shushed him, near-panicking, motioning he'd talk to Trowa after class. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Trowa, giving one last fleeting glance to 'Dea', went back to actually paying attention. Duo decided to use the time to plot some more.
'So, since Quatre can't convince Heero, maybe Dea will have to,' Duo thought grimly. He just had no idea how to do that; Heero didn't exactly spurt out his turn-ons in conversation, let alone have conversations.
But it would definitely be worth the effort, just to touch Heero.
"Dea," the teacher snapped, and Duo jerked upright. He barely contained his desired grumbling about getting his lovely daydream interrupted as the teacher tromped towards him. "Dea Maxwell, I doubt you've been paying attention at all this afternoon! Probably daydreaming about boys, no less. Well then, come up to the board and do the problem!" Duo, suppressing a chuckle at how astonishingly correct the teacher was, approached the black board. He actually did laugh at the problem- it was trigonometry, the thing he could do blindfolded in the middle of a battle.
In literally a matter of seconds the problem was done- it was the first day of school after all, so it was the easiest math. The teacher cleared her throat and motioned for 'Dea' to go back to her seat. Duo smirked, and noticed Trowa looked more thoughtful than ever. The teacher didn't give him any more grief the rest of the day. After class, Trowa turned towards 'Dea'.
"Miss, I apologize for my behavior during roll," he said politely. Duo was sure he'd picked this up from Quatre. "It's just, you look a lot like a good friend of mine, and have the same last name. However, my friend could never have done that problem on the board. I apologize." Duo turned bright red.
"What the hell do you mean I couldn't do that on the board," Duo yelled, and Trowa scooted back a little in his chair. "Damn it, Trowa, I'm not an idiot! Anyone could have done that; I know we both use it on a daily basis for...some activities..." Duo smacked himself on the forehead again. This day just kept getting better and better, and the sun was already going down.
"Duo? Is that really you," Duo groaned. Now another person knew of his problem. Without saying a thing (he was too angry to), he strode out of the room in a very un-girly manner, praying Trowa didn't say anything to the others.
But, yet again, he had to run into the girl's bathroom as Wufei and Quatre walked down the hallway. Quatre saw him first, and pointed out the window at something, making Wufei turn his head just in time.
Sitting on the couch in a befuddled, angry heap, Duo glared at the door. The bathroom was empty, which suited him perfectly.
And then, the sun began to set.
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A/N: That's the end of Chapter 2. Sorry I didn't have time to do sunset, I promise it'll be first thing in Ch. 3, along with gasp! some freaky double dating, and the beginning of the REAL plot. Thanks for reading, again! Please review!
