Lady: Konnichiwa Mina-san! I finally got around to typing chapter VI!

Sage: Whatever happened to that nice little exuberance you had?

Lady: (sweatdrop and cheesy grin) It wore off.

Sage: Figures

Lady: Shut up.

Trowa: (rolls eyes)Anyway... Lady Date doesn't own Gundam Wing or Ronin Warriors, Bandai does, so don't sue her.

Lady: Thank you, Trowa-kun. On with the story!



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Ch 4: The Beautiful Distraction



Trowa hated home economics. It was his 2nd period, and he was in it with very annoying people. For starters, there was Kayura Discord. She was annoying in the fact that neither Sage nor Trowa could have a decent conversation with Rowen without her glomping onto him, much to Rowen's chagrin. Kayura always gets what she wants, except Rowen, who goes out his way to avoid her.

Then there was Dorothy Catalonia. Her weird eyebrows were part of the reason she was revered. They were down right creepy. Her cockiness was another problem. Heero could tell from the back of the room that she had a superiority complex. Especially toward Quatre. She took great delight in making Quatre miserable. She would go out of her way to trip him, hit him with something, or verbally abuse him. Like in PE when she hit poor Quatre in the head with a basketball.

Out of all three girls, Relena was the worst. And saying Relena had a Super ego would be the understatement of century. The girl couldn't get enough of herself. She thought she was God's gift to men. Whenever she felt down, she would find someone to tease to make her feel better. She was Trowa's archenemy. The two couldn't stand each to even stand to look at each other. They were constantly competing with each other. Whether it was for a grade, or a teacher's admiration, they would go at one another. To Trowa, Relena was the most inhuman person to ever walk the face of the earth.

This particular day they had to work on the class had to work on a project(1)and were in assigned pairs. Rowen got paired with Sage, Quatre had gotten pair with boy that had he had crush on, and Dorothy and Kayura had gotten paired together. Which left Relena and Trowa.

"Well Barton, it looks like for the next few days you and I will have to get along and spend the week together. Hh, what a choir." Relena sighed wistfully. Trowa twitched and glared.

"Well it's no walk in the park for me either..." he retorted.

"Now class," their teacher, Ms. Bonheur, interrupted. "Now each pair of students will be given an egg and for the next month, you will both raise the egg as if it were a child." Trowa and Relena froze.

"THE NEXT MONTH!?!"

"Yes, now if you will please, Ms. Darlene and Ms. Barton, return to your seat before I give you both detention!" Trowa and Relena sat down simultaneously. Relena sign and went back to what she had been doing when class started. Looking in her mirror. Trowa, however, was not taking it so well. He sat there, arms and leg limp and his left eye twitching. He looked over at Relena. 'I have to work with her for the next month,' he thought dismally. 'This bites, I wish Heero could be my partner. Too bad he's not in this class.' Trowa huffed and leaned on his deck. It was going to be a long month.

The teacher's phone rang, with annoying squeal, Trowa liked to that of Relena on a sugar high and was more that thankful when the Teacher answered it. After talking for about a minute or two she hung it up.

"Class, I have to take care of some business and I won't be back in until 5th period, so Relena's in charge." The minute the word left her mouth. Trowa's head hit the desk with a thud loud enough to scare the mice in the class room.

"Are you okay Tro?" Sage asked poking Trowa once the teacher had left.

"Alright, since I'm in charge I say the all the geeks in the class have to do what ever I say or get detention." Unfortunately for her, every one was already doing there own thing. Relena sweatdroped. "You guys are supposed to listen to me!!!" Trowa snorted and smirked.

"Hm... And I'm queen of France. The day any one listens to you is the day I get a boyfriend." Trowa looked toward the door window at back of the classroom where Heero stood, a hurt look in his eyes. Trowa gave him a reassuring wink and started talk to Quatre and his crush, Koji. Heero smiled at this. He had come to know Trowa almost as well as he had known Tristia, and he knew he wouldn't hurt him intentionally. As if not even noticing Heero, the principle came into the class. He looked around and, see no teacher, spoke to Trowa.

"Ms. Barton, I was wondering that, since you are on the student introduction comity, if you would be willing to show a new student around?"

"Not at all Mr. Yagoshi." Trowa spoke in his most feminine voice, batting his eyelashes. Sage wanted to gag himself.

"Alright you can come in now Mr. Ishikawa." Mr. Yagoshi called to the door. A boy, no taller than Heero, walked in. He had long black hair that went down to his shoulders. He was lean, and the muscles of his arms could be seen though the uniform's thin material. Trowa couldn't help but stare. He had a broad chin and a long slender nose. (2) Sage wiped Trowa's mouth when he started to drool. Heero had a feeling that if he was going to keep Trowa with him, he was going to half to fight for him. "Ms. Barton, this is Goemon Ishikawa"

"It's an honor to meet you, Ms. Barton," Goemon, smiled, kissing Trowa's hand. Trowa turned red at this.

"N-no n-eed t-to be for-formal Goe-Goemon," Trowa stammered miserably. "Just call me Tr-tr-tr" Sage elbowed him. "Trowa!" he squeaked finally.

"Alright, Trowa it is then." He nodded. Trowa was at a lose of things to do. She looked from Sage, to Rowen, to Quatre, and, finally, to Heero. Heero looked distant and mean. He turned way indignantly, brows pulled close together in a scowl as he walked away. Trowa sighed. He couldn't help it if his hormones were in full gear.

"I'll show Goemon around, Mr.Yagoshi," Relena smiled sweetly. "Since Trowa, is so busy staring into nothing." Trowa looked over at Relena. 'Why that sneaky, conniving, sack of-' Trowa was cut off in mid-thought

"That's Mr. Ishikawa to you." Goemon glared at Relena darkly. She backed away.

"That's polite of you Ms. Darlene," Mr. Yagoshi said, adjusting his glasses. "But Trowa's on the student council, and was the first person I thought of as a good representative of school Spirit, academics, and determination."

"Alright," Trowa huffed after a long period of silence. "Once class is over, I'll show you around."

"I think you forgot something, Barton," Relena sneered.

"What?"

"You and I have to spend the next month together. The project, remember?" Trowa felt like smacking himself in the head. How could he forget that he had to spend time with Relena.

"May I be excused, Mr. Yagoshi?" Trowa asked.

"No," snapped Relena.

"I wasn't asking you, Ms. Congeniality," Trowa gritted though his teeth.

"Yes you may, Ms. Barton," Mr. Yagoshi held the door for Trowa. Trowa nodded a thank you and left. He looked down the hall for any sign of Heero. Seeing none, he headed toward the restroom. After handling his business (cough, cough) He walk toward the class miserably.

"So," voice called to Trowa, "Do want to know where Heero is?" Trowa turned to see a young man, about as tall as Heero, with a chestnut braid that went down to his waist. His eyes were a violet color and gave Trowa the eerie feeling he had seen them before. His grin reminded Trowa of chestier cat.

"How do you know Heero?" Trowa backed away slightly from him. His grin widened and he shrugged.

"Do you want to know something interesting?" Trowa raised an eyebrow. "Heero's been dead for over thirty years." Trowa went limp. Then he felt his body seethe with anger.

"How would you know! How do I know I can trust you?"

"I was the one who saved you life that day in the library, Heero chased me way after I got you out of the fire he started." Trowa clutched his ears. He didn't want to hear it. He couldn't believe that Heero would do that to him. "I'll let you believe what you want." He shrugged and walked away. Trowa had curl himself into a ball on the floor. She could hear foot steps coming toward him. He looked up though tear filled eyes to see Heero standing over him.

"Heero," he whimpered. Heero reached out to him, but Trowa flinched away. "Is it true?"

"Is what true?" He asked. He was trying his best to comfort Trowa.

"Don't play with me!" Trowa half sobbed. "You've been dead for thirty years!"

"So you found out," Heero sat next to Trowa and stroked his back.

"Don't touch me!"

"What's the matter?"

"How can I trust you?" Trowa was crying again. "How do I know that it wasn't you that started the fire in the library three months ago? How do I know it was you that saved me."

"You used to trust me," Heero looked angry. "What happened?"

"It's that boys fault!" Trowa was crying hard know, clinging to Heero's waist and shaking uncontrollably. After a few silent moments, with the only sound of Trowa sobs to be heard, Heero final spoke.

"It's true," Heero sighed. Trowa's head shot up that this. "I've been dead for thirty years. I dead of a broken heart after my fiancé died of a bullet shot to the chest. Some one who was jealous of what she and I had tried to kill me." Trowa gasped. "She got in the way," Heero's eyes had become distant and sad. "And it passed though her into me. When we regained consciousness, the doctor told us that she wouldn't survive the week. She was so kindhearted that, that night, she pulled her respirator from her thought." Tears flowed freely from his eyes. "I found her first. She left me a note, tell me that she didn't want me to see her die. And I just died, then and there. That's what I was thinking about in the library that day, about how she dead." His voice was filled with sobs. "And what hurts the most," he looked Trowa in the eyes, "is that ever time I look at you or your eyes, I see her. You're just like her. That's why I'm so protective of you." Trowa sat up and held Heero close.

"It's okay. Come on." Trowa stood and pulled Heero with her.

"Where are we going?"Heero asked.

"I have to get back to class, remember?" Trowa smiled. Heero couldn't help but smile to. "Can you make your self invisible?" Heero nodded. "Then come on." And she pulled him toward the classroom.

Duo frown at this. For a split second he had him. 'Oh well,' he thought. 'I still have my trump card' The bell rang and Trowa walked out of the class room, followed closely be Sage, Rowen, Quatre, Koji, Relena, and Goemon. He smiled at Goemon. 'This should be interesting.'



TBC....



1: How many of us had to do raise an egg (or in my case a bag of flower)?

2: Any one whose seen Lupin the 3rd knows who I'm talking about



Lady: Done!

Trowa: Geez, do you think I cried enough?

Heero: Why did you make me cry?"

Lady: It was mood thing.

Goemon: Why am I here?

Lady: Because you're sexy as hell. And I need another character.

Sage, Seto, & Trowa: What about us?!

Lady: You guys are sexy to but two of you are already in it, and Seto, I have other plans for you.

Seto: Eep!

Lady: Review please.

Seto: Help!