*~Angel~*
(Part 5)
A.N.- Okay people, this is the fifth part of Angel's story. I'm gonna really try hard to make this a nice long chapter as requested. BUT, if it isn't that long, be nice. Pwease? ^_~
Disclaimer: I don't own the gang. I really don't. Why won't you people believe me?! Gomen, sugar high. Angel's all mine. Mine I tell ya, mine! Bwa ha ha ha ha!
Summary: Angel got all upset at Trowa. Relena talked to her. Angel gets to start messing with Max's head. How fun!
"Relena told me about your plan Angel," Trowa said, "And I don't like it."
"Oh? And why don't you like it?" asked Angel with innocent eyes.
"Because he's a rich and powerful brat and if he catches on to your "mind games" then you're in deep trouble," reasoned Trowa.
"That's not how I operate though. I lay my plan out clear and because he's a brat he'll accept. And I am free of all liability," said Angel smirking.
"Define "clear" for me," requested Trowa.
"Clear as in I make him a deal he can't refuse with no hidden strings," Angel replied simply.
"Fine. Do want you want but don't get hurt. Okay?" Trowa asked.
"Okay!" said Angel as she bounded off to prepare for tomorrow.
*~The next
morning~*
Angel bounded down the stairs in her new attire (A.N.-The school had gotten protests from parents saying uniforms took away some kind of right so they took away the uniforms). She had her hair in a ponytail that was clipped up with the extra hair hiding the large clip. The normal wisps of hair hung down around her face. But something was different about this hairstyle, Trowa had seen the style a thousand times, but something was different. Then it hit him, her hair was streaked with green! The wisps around her face were green, the hair clip was green, and her hair was streaked with green. Then he looked at the rest of her. Her lipstick was a light green shade, her eye shadow matched the lipstick, and green gems dotted the outer corner of her eyes. Then he looked at her clothes. Her shirt, luckily, wasn't all green. It was green and black striped and the tank top was tight and stopped just under her bust. Over the tank top she wore a sheer, black, long sleeved shirt with the sleeves going way beyond the tips of her fingers. Her pants consisted of hip hugging black bell bottoms with a bright green string of gems were woven through the belt loops. Her sneakers were black and green. All together she was quite a sight, a beautiful sight though nonetheless. Her bag was now black messengers bag rather then the standard issue red backpack that came with her uniform. As usual she only stayed long enough to grab a cereal bar, then she was gone. As she hurried to school she met up with some of her friends who had agreed to help her with Max. And as expected, Max quickly caught sight of his prey and pounced saying,
"Well, well. Is Angel finally showing her true colors?" Max sneered.
"How do you know these are my true colors?" she asked.
"What are you talking about?" Max demanded.
"I have so many different dimensions to my personality it would make your head spin," Angel responded.
"Really? I wasn't aware that such a shallow person could have a deep personality," said Max.
"So, you don't believe me?" Angel inquired.
"That's right. I don't believe you," Max challenged.
"Fine. I'll prove it to you in a bet. If you can sort out my personality dimensions I'll show my true colors. And if you can't, you leave the gang and me alone. Deal?" Angel challenged back.
"Yeah I'm in. How long do I have I to complete this thing?" Max demanded as he accepted the challenge.
"You have a week. And why not start with my current level of personality?" Angel inquired as she gestured to her outfit.
"I think I will," responded Max.
"Then you better get started!" Angel yelled as she and her friends dashed off to class.
Max tried to sort through her personality. He really did. But it was nearly impossible. One minute she was the tough acting girl from the city, then the next she was the sweet little girl that wouldn't hurt a fly. She went through so many personalities in one day Max was sure she couldn't have any left. And it was, to a certain extent, true. She only had so many personalities that she could vary. So she decided to try out new one, different stages of love and romance. She pondered for several hours who would be perfect. Then it hit her, Trowa would be perfect! It would blow Max's mind that such an outgoing and complicated girl could fall for someone so quiet and relaxed as Trowa.
'What fun!' she squealed to herself as she worked up the courage to ask Trowa for this HUGE favor. He was so quiet and reserved that she couldn't possibly picture his reaction.
'Look,' she told herself, 'the worst thing that could happen is that he rejects you. No sweat you'll find someone else.' But it was, for some reason, the thought of Trowa rejecting her that terrified her. And she had absolutely no clue why.
'You can't like him! You can't, you can't, you can't! You promised yourself you wouldn't get involved!' Angel shouted to herself over and over again. But it was no use, she couldn't bury her emotions. Instead she decided to face them by going through with the plan she'd concocted. She quietly tiptoed downstairs knowing that Heero was home and that she should be doing her homework. As she tiptoed down she cursed silently at every creak the house made and yelled at herself for not taking better care to be quiet. If Heero caught her she'd have to do all his chores in exchange for him not telling Quatre that she was slacking off on her studies. Quatre took her studies very seriously and Relena gave some very hard chores to Heero. Half way through the living room a voice inquired from the shadows,
"Going somewhere Angel?"
She spun around wildly searching for the source of the voice. The voice was not Heero's that she was sure of. But whose was it?
"It's only me," said Trowa as he stepped out from the shadows.
"Oh good! I have something to ask you," said Angel.
"What?" he asked.
Hurriedly she explained her plan to him. Then she waited uneasily for his response.
"Fine," he said, "I'll do it."
"Yay!" Angel shouted and hugged him.
*~Owari~*
Okay, that's it for now. What'd ya think? Cool? Not cool? Review and tell me! Please! I'll get out the next chapter soon! I promise!