Angel in Disguise by Comet~Princess
Disclaimer: Well, let´s see. . . I have about two bucks and if I owned either Gundam Wing or Sailormoon, I´m sure I should have more. . . Lawyers, go away and drink some coffee or something! You can´t have my two bucks! =P
AN: muah! Love all of you reviewers out there! I don´t think I´ll be including Haruka and Michiru in this story. It just doesn´t seem to fit. Hotaru (or Saturn) is still uncertain. There´s a couple of possibilities.
A few of warnings about this chapter: first, a couple of jokes about being gay later in the chapter. I have nothing against yaoi and I don´t mean any harm. It´s just supposed to be funny. Second, there´s a little Relena bashing in here and DON´T BOTHER TO FLAME ME ABOUT IT!!!! I don´t like Relena and I frankly don´t care about what you have to say if you´re trying to coarse me into liking her! And to all of those shaking their heads and muttering about judging without actually watching the show right now, yes, I have seen the tv series and Endless Waltz and I STILL don´t like her! So there! =P Third, there´s a few scenes that may be completely pointless in here. ^_^
Aidenn Legacy: *sign* I felt kind of bad making him ruin the moment, but hey, where´s the fun if they fall in love in the second chapter, ne? ^_^
Craza_2k: LOL! So there are some people checking out my grammar out there! Thanks for the compliment.
brenda-chan: A chapter a day?! *faints* ^_^ School´s out but it takes me at least a couple days to type up one chapter! Then there´s the double-checking, correcting anything I didn´t like, adding in new ideas, getting my brother to proofread it. . . you get the idea. Demo, I CAN aim for one a week, okay? No promises though.
hime_sama16: Hey, my first death threat! *giggle* Hmm. . . unless I missed one somewhere. . .
^_^ ( - - - minna, this is a reviewer) : Really? Seraphim? Cool! *deep in thought* I could swear I read Seraphina somewhere. Oh well, it was awhile back. I could be wrong. Demo, I like Seraphina better as a name. But I think I´ll have a little use for this piece of information. *evil author´s mind at work* ^_~
Uranus2000: Special thanks for reviewing every single chapter of this story, not to mention both of my other stories. Love reading your reviews!
Everyone else: Thanks so much for all your support!
Wow! That took, like, a page! *glares from readers* Gomen, gomen! I´ll make it a little longer than usual to make up for it!
Timeframe: *sigh* Check the prologue.
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Chapter 3 – School Day Blues (So it´s corny, whatever!)
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Usagi blinked as she stared into the barrel of Heero´s gun. Huh? What did I do?
"Who are you and who do you work for?" Heero asked in monotone.
"Uh. . .my name is Usagi Tsukino and I don´t work," Usagi replied uncertainly, "but I thought you knew that already." There was no way he could have figured out who she really was, Chosen Warrior or not. Heero didn´t budge. He just kept pointing the gun at her and narrowed his eyes. He knew nothing about this girl and he didn´t like to know nothing.
Usagi sighed. "I´m sorry I hugged you, okay? I didn´t know you disliked it *that* much," she said, finally concluding that it was her spontaneous action that made him angry.
Heero put down the gun and walked back to his room without another word. There was always a better way of getting information. It was time for some hacking.
Usagi let out another sigh and went to the kitchen to get herself a cup of milk. Geez! I didn´t think he was that allergic to human compassion! She finished her milk and poured a second cup. She carried it to Heero´s room and knocked gently on his door. "Heero, I´m sorry for earlier. I brought a peace offering!" she called out.
Heero opened the door and glared at her. She held out the cup of milk and smiled. "Thought you might like something to drink," she chirped.
Heero looked at her as though she was insane. Her "peace offering" is a cup of milk?! This was a very strange girl. She was sweet, he supposed, but strange. What the hell am I thinking? Mentally, he shook himself before taking the offered drink and closing the door.
Usagi stood in front of the closed door and blinked a couple of times before turning to her own room. "The least he could have done is say thank you," she muttered. She didn´t know why, but she felt a strong protectiveness of this boy. His earlier reaction to the hug they´d shared made her heart ache. How could someone be so deprived of kindness and affection? It made her want to be there for him, to show him everything he´s missed in life.
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"Pluto, are you sure this was the right thing to do?" Jupiter asked, worry in her voice.
Pluto smiled at the Queen of Gods in return. "Everything that was meant to happen will happen. You know she is the only one capable of this task," she replied.
Jupiter sighed. "I know, Pluto, but she is my friend. I don´t want to see her hurt," she said. As the Queen of Gods, very few people actually befriended her. Because of this, Jupiter cherished every one that she made.
Pluto shook her head. "I know, your Majesty, but there is nothing I can do to change what was meant to be. I alone, do not have that kind of power, and please pardon me, but neither do yourself," she said solemnly.
"I understand, Pluto, I just wish there was a way. . ." Jupiter trailed off, her voice carrying the sorrow that both she and Pluto felt.
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The morning sun´s rays woke Usagi from her peaceful slumber. She yawned before heading to the bathroom and changing into her uniform. After she was done, she turned to the mirror and her face immediately scrunched up in horror. The drab maroon uniform made her look like she was fifty and was ugly to boot. She stomped into the kitchen to find Heero reading the newspaper and drinking coffee.
"Where the heck do these clothes come from? Are they failed fashion trends or something?" she burst out.
Heero glanced at her briefly before turning back to the paper. "They are the mandatory uniforms," he informed her in monotone. (AN: Hey, do any of you get tired of writing that Heero talks in monotone? Oops, gomen nasai, back to the story.)
"Duh!" Usagi said as she sat down with a bowl of cereal and some milk. "I didn´t notice when I was given these at the administration office," she replied sarcastically. She wasn´t mad at him, just at the fact that she had to wear this kind of clothes for five out of every seven days in a week and it irritated her.
Heero raised an eyebrow behind the newspaper. What was with her this morning? It seemed like she was either angry at him for last night or at the uniform she had to wear. He assumed it to be the latter since that was all she was talking about, but it wasn´t like his was much better. It was gray, maroon, and white. In fact, he thought that she was probably right that the clothes were failed fashion trends. They were definitely hideous enough. Inwardly, Heero hit himself again. Why was he so taken by this one girl? If the person sitting across from him and complaining about school uniforms was Duo, he wouldn´t even have spared it a second thought. Yet, here he was, analyzing why his roommate was angry this morning.
His search last night had been futile. He had only found two pieces of information on her. The first was a school record from the Academy. There was nothing special about it. It was the same for every student. He knew the physical records, like hair and eye colour, her birthday, and he had managed to find a copy of her schedule. Other than that, the profile was blank. It wasn´t exactly surprising considering the rest was not necessary to fill in and very few students actually want the school to have all their personal information. The second was a birth certificate from some hospital on a colony that was blown up during the war. In reality, he learnt nothing new about her. Usagi´s voice snapped him out of his thoughts.
"Hey Heero! If we don´t go now, we´re going to be late," she said, snatching the newspaper from his hands.
"Hn," Heero replied, clearing the table while Usagi scanned what had been so interesting in the newspaper. There was a giant, full page advertisement for fried chicken. Why the heck was he reading this? Usagi thought. She shrugged before putting the newspaper away. Maybe he just really liked chickens.
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Heero walked to the school´s main building in silence, tuning out Duo´s mindless chatting about some hot girl he met on the weekend as he thought about his new roommate. She had run off after declaring that she had forgotten to talk to the teacher before class started. That had left him in some peace and quiet until Duo had caught up with him a minute ago. Why does she intrigue me so much? It´s not like I´ve never met a girl before. He came back to reality when the he heard the first bell ring and Duo´s sharp jerk on his sleeve towards the direction of the school.
"We are so going to be late!" Duo yelled as he navigated the hallways of Peacecraft Academy at top speed with an annoyed Heero in tow.
Breathing heavily, Duo took a sharp turn into his and Heero´s homeroom class just as the second bell rang. "Hey, we made it!" Duo exclaimed happily. He turned to see Heero giving him a death glare.
"If you do that again, you die," Heero stated simply as he pulled out his gun and pointed it at Duo briefly before putting it away.
Duo breathed a sigh of relief and took his own seat, getting ready for another boring English class. He turned to the boy beside him and smacked him on the back. "Hey, Wu-man!" he greeted.
The Chinese boy turned to him with a scowl. "Don´t touch me, Maxwell. And if you want to live to see tomorrow, don´t call me Wu-man!" he threatened.
Duo was about to make another comment to annoy the boy when the teacher walked in with a silver-haired girl. Duo grinned. It was the girl he´d met in the ice-cream shop.
"Class, this is a new student. Her name is Usagi Tsukino and I´m sure you´ll all make her feel welcome," the teacher introduced, noting the boys´ glazed looks as they stared at the beautiful girl standing in front of the class. "You may take a seat next to Mr. Yuy in the back corner," she said, indicating the only empty seat in the room. She felt kind of bad making the happy-go-lucky girl sit beside the most hostile student in her class, but she didn´t have another choice.
Usagi walked to the desk beside Heero´s and sat down, smiling at him. "Gee, I wonder why no one wanted to sit beside you," she whispered in a teasing tone. In return, Heero glared at her, causing Usagi to stifle a giggle. "Don´t worry, I´ll stay out of your way today. I promised, after all," she added before turning to the front of the class, where her favourite subject was the latest unit in the English course, mythology.
Heero blinked in surprise before turning to the teacher as well. He really didn´t think she´d remember that. Heck, he´d forgotten about it until she mentioned it a second ago. He snuck a glance at her, and noticed that the majority of the male population in the class was looking at her too, though not as discreetly. She actually wasn´t that bad to be around. She was beautiful, nice, friendly, and compassionate. He wondered for a brief moment if he wanted her to leave him alone. What?! Of course I do! he scolded himself. Heero didn´t know what was wrong with him, just that he´d been yelling at himself a lot ever since Usagi came along. He tuned out the lecture and ran over her schedule in his mind. He had never liked English. It wasn´t something you can just understand and not look at again. He had next period with Usagi too. It was chemistry, one of his best subjects. After lunch, he knew she had music with Quatre and Trowa. Her last period was World History. All the pilots had that class in the same period. Heero rolled his eyes. He wondered who´s bright idea it was to put all five of them in the same class. Every other day, all hell broke loose in that class thanks to them. Now, his new roommate would get to be an extra witness to it all.
Duo kept shooting glances back at Usagi, hoping to get her attention. He wanted to know if she had a boyfriend, and if not, whether or not she might be interested in going out with him. Usagi´s attention, however, was completely glued to the front of the classroom. Duo sighed in frustration. What the heck was so fascinating about this guy named Cupid? The only person who was ever so caught up in some story was Trowa and Duo didn´t think it was possible for someone else to find this stuff so interesting. Duo glanced at Wufei. He was taking notes and muttering something about the injustice of having to learn about weak men. Duo turned around to look at Usagi again. This time, he caught Heero shooting a glimpse at her. Duo´s jaw dropped. Heero wasn´t interested in the girl, was he? Nah, he´s the Perfect Soldier. He really can´t see himself and Heero competing for the same girl´s attention. An idea popped into Duo´s head. Why didn´t I think of this before? I do it all the time to the guys! Stealing a quick peek at the teacher to make sure she wasn´t looking at him, he threw his eraser at Usagi. Unfortunately, Usagi ducked to scribble down something she didn´t know about Cupid that the teacher had just said. This caused Duo´s eraser to hit Heero in the cheek, earning him a death glare. The eraser was chucked back at Duo.
Duo stifled a cry before ducking to avoid being hit painfully in the forehead. The eraser hit Wufei in the temple. Wufei turned to glare at Heero, who was still shooting daggers at Duo with his eyes. Wufei caught the look and turned his promise of death to the braided one. "Sorry, Wu-man," Duo whispered.
That was it. Standing up and taking out his katana, Wufei shouted, "Injustice, Maxwell! How many times do I have to tell you?! My name is Wufei, not Wu-man!" Heero took the opportunity to chuck his very thick chemistry textbook at Duo, who immediately stood and used his chair to block a painful headache that would result from a direct hit. He instantly turned to try and do the same thing with Wufei´s hit. Unfortunately, he had forgotten that Wufei´s weapon was a katana, not a textbook. The sound of metal cutting through wood ran through the class. Without even turning around, the teacher sighed and said, "Mr. Maxwell, please go find a new chair and Mr. Yuy and Mr. Chang, please refrain yourself from hurting Mr. Maxwell."
Usagi blinked. She sounds like she´s said that more than once, she thought, And she didn´t even turn around! How did she know Wufei chopped Duo´s chair in half? She had met both of them briefly, but it didn´t occur to her that she would be in the same class as them. She didn´t think they were violent either. Oh well, guess you can´t judge a book by its cover, she thought with a shrug. Had it been any other class, she probably would be talking to them or passing notes right now, but it was English, which she liked, and they were studying mythology, which she loved. She looked down at her notes and smiled. Cupid, huh? When she went home, she´d have to drill Venus about this one. (AN: For those who don´t know, Cupid is the son of Venus in Roman mythology.)
Wufei and Heero both glared at Duo and sat down, turning their attention back to the lesson. Duo left the room to get another chair, mumbling about new, plastic chairs. A few minutes after he left, the bell rang, signaling the end of first period. Usagi gathered her stuff and turned to Heero. "Do you know where the chemistry room is? I have to go there next," she informed him.
Heero nodded. "It´s my next class," he said.
Usagi brightened. "Really? Great, I won´t get lost on the way then!" she said happily and started to follow him out of the room. Just before they walked out of the door, she turned to the Chinese boy she had met before. "Wufei?" she called out.
Wufei turned to see who had called him. His eyes fell on the silver-haired beauty in the doorway. "What do you want, baka onna?" he asked.
Usagi gave him a glare before turning that into a smile, "Just wanted to say that it´s nice to see you again," she said. "I´m glad I have another friend in school. Bye!" With a wave, she left with Heero, who was eyeing her strangely. Usagi noticed his stare and blushed again. She raised her eyes briefly to meet his and for a moment, almost felt like she was drowning in his Prussian blue eyes. Quickly she lowered her eyes. To her surprise, and Heero´s, it was him who spoke first. "How do you know Wufei?" he asked.
"Huh? Oh, I met him when I was sightseeing on Saturday," she answered.
"He didn´t call you weak," Heero stated.
Usagi smirked a little. "No, he didn´t. Hey, I can´t lift 850 kg of weight, but that doesn´t mean I´m weak," she said with a bit of pride in her voice.
"850 kg?" Heero said, raising an eyebrow.
Usagi blushed, recalling the embarrassing incident at the gym. Reluctantly, she proceeded to tell Heero about her little adventure with the weight machine. By the time she was done, they were seated in chemistry class and Heero was smirking a bit. "I see," he replied.
Usagi wrinkled her nose and glared at him. "It´s not that funny," she muttered.
Heero didn´t reply. He brought out his laptop, turned the screen towards the wall his desk was against, and started to type. Usagi was about to ask him what he was doing when the teacher told her to stand up and introduce herself. She did so and sat back down, shooting a glance at Heero. It seemed like he sat by himself in every class. Isn´t he lonely? she wondered. The teacher started the lesson, talking about things that Usagi didn´t understand. She blinked and tried to sort through the information a few times, but she just didn´t get it. Finally, she gave up and turned to Heero, whose typing had neither slowed down nor stopped. She was about to ask him something when the teacher called on her.
"Yes, Mr. Clein?" she said. (AN: I made up the teacher´s name.)
"Could you please tell me the product of this equation?" he asked.
Usagi looked at all the symbols of chemicals on the board and her head swam. She was about to reply that she didn´t know when she heard Heero mutter "sodium chloride and water" under his breath.
"Uh. . . sodium chloride and water?" she asked timidly. (AN: If anyone actually cares, sodium chloride is the chemical name for table salt.)
The teacher nodded and smiled. "That´s very good, Miss Tsukino," he commanded before turning to pick on another student.
Usagi breathed a sigh of relief and turned to her roommate, who was still typing. "How did you know that?" she whispered.
Heero shrugged. "Read it yesterday," he replied.
"You actually get this stuff?" she asked again in a whisper.
"Hn," he grunted, not even bothering to take his eyes off the screen of his laptop.
Usagi sighed. She was about to retort with a sarcastic comment when a little corner of her brain reminded her of their deal yesterday. She snapped her mouth shut and stared into space, praying that class would be over soon. She stole a quick peek at Heero. He paused in his typing to brush a strand of hair out of his eyes, and she felt her heart lurch. She thought it was adorable when he did that. Quickly, she shook her head from these thoughts. Why was she thinking like this? Just then, the bell rang, letting the students out for lunch. Alarmed at her train of thoughts about her charge, Usagi gathered her things and left without him, practically running from the room.
Heero looked in the direction she had taken off. He wondered for a moment why she left so quickly. Why do I care? he asked himself. He turned off the laptop and walked to the cafeteria, where he usually met with the other pilots. She probably just left to get food, he thought, remembering the amount she could eat. This thought made him stop in the hallway and give himself a mental slap. Why does he care anyway?
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Usagi took the stairs to the roof, slightly out of breath from running. She didn´t know why she ran from Heero like that. She just knew that she was afraid of what she was feeling. She briefly wondered why Jupiter had assigned her to do this job. From what she´s seen so far, her and Heero were total opposites. He was stoic, calm, serious, and never smiled. She was emotional, hyper, fun-loving, and wanted the world to see her happiness. From what she just observed, he was even good at subjects that she was hopeless in. I haven´t felt like this before. . .what is this? she thought. An alarm ran off in her head. I´m not falling in love with him, am I? I can´t! It´s forbidden for an angel to be involved with a mortal! Besides, I can´t stay with him! Usagi let out a sigh and cleared her mind. Logic flooded in. It wasn´t possible for her to be in love with any mortal, especially not Heero. She´d felt protective of her charges before. It wasn´t abnormal. They say that opposites attract. I´m just fascinated because he´s so different, she concluded. Smiling at this, she quickly took a peek around the roof. There wasn´t anyone around. She didn´t want to go line up in the cafeteria right now. It was probably crowded with people to no end. Using a simple magic spell, she materialize a sandwich in her hand. Somewhere in the cafeteria, someone would be missing a sandwich, but right now, she was famished.
"Yuck!" she cried out after taking a bite. "Pickles, peanut butter, and jelly? Who likes this kind of sandwich?!" Quickly, she put it back where she found it and another materialize. "Mmm. . . much better!" she said as she stuffed the rest of the new sandwich into her mouth.
(AN: A note about the magic spell. It´s taken from Tamora Pierce´s book, but I forgot which one. In the story, some magician turned a guy into a tree and said that somewhere in the world, a tree would now be a man. So, I kind of modified it and used sandwiches. *shrug* )
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"Is something wrong, Duo?" Quatre asked as he looked at his friend in concern.
Duo stared blankly at his lunch tray. "Huh? Oh, hi Quatre," he said after looking up briefly at the platinum blond-haired boy.
"Is something wrong?" Quatre repeated.
Duo continued to stare at his tray, muttering, "I could have sworn my pickles, peanut butter, and jelly sandwich was here a second ago."
Quatre blinked. Who would want * that* sandwich? "Maybe someone just took it by mistake," he suggested.
Duo glanced around their table quickly. Trowa had long since finished his lunch. Quatre just got there and Wufei was reading a book, his lunch untouched. "I know! Heero took it!" the braided one exclaimed.
Trowa and Quatre exchanged glances as the pilot of
Deathscythe ran off to find their missing comrade. The same thought ran through
both of their minds, Why would Heero take THAT? Unless he´s making
a new bomb. . .
Just then, Wufei closed his book to eat his lunch. He blinked as he looked at his tray. His sandwich was missing. Maxwell just said his sandwich was missing and that. . . Wufei growled, "Injustice! Yuy, you sandwich stealer, give me back my lunch!" Wufei charged off after Duo.
This was the scene that greeted Heero as he walked towards his fellow pilots. Both Trowa and Quatre were eyeing him like he was a dangerous criminal and Duo and Wufei were charging to him, screaming something about missing sandwiches. Duo reached him first. "Heero! Why´d you take my sandwich?" Duo demanded.
Heero raised an eyebrow. Why, for the love of Pete, would anyone want any food Duo made? "I don´t have it," he replied in monotone.
Just then, Wufei´s voice was heard. "Yuy, this is injustice! Give me back my sandwich!" he shouted, swinging his katana.
Deciding that Wufei was most definitely more dangerous than Duo, Heero pushed the braided boy out of the way, dropped his tray to the ground, kicked up his carton of milk, and chucked it at the Chinese boy. Wufei let out a war cry and chopped the carton in two perfect halves, spilling the milk all over his face and neck. Miraculously, this caused him to stop. Wufei liked the milk around his lips, forgetting about his sandwich. "Yuck! 2% milk? Yuy, I thought you only drank skim milk," he commented.
Heero raised an eyebrow. He´d never told Wufei that and he really didn´t want to know how he knew. He pointed to the floor where his own sandwich was. "That´s the only sandwich I have," he said before picking up his tray and walking to the table where Trowa and Quatre were staring at something on Duo´s tray, muttering about killing cafeteria ladies who lied about skim milk.
Wufei growled, "The cafeteria lady must have taken it!" before running towards the kitchen of the school.
Duo noticed Trowa waving around something in his hand at him, so he walked back to the table. "What´s up?" he chirped.
Trowa handed Duo a sandwich. "Is this yours?" he asked.
Duo snatched it up and looked through the contents. "My pickles, peanut butter, and jelly sandwich! You´re back!" he said happily before swallowing it in three bites.
Trowa and Quatre looked at each other again, wondering if Duo had even noticed the bite mark on the sandwich.
(AN: I know that was a completely pointless scene, but I thought it was funny. You could say it´s your bonus scene since I took so long with the Author´s Notes at the beginning, okay? ^_^)
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After lunch, Usagi found her way to the music room. She was delighted to see Quatre and Trowa. After a quick introduction, she found out that Trowa was also a friend of Heero´s. The teacher assigned a small ensemble assignment. Trowa, Quatre, and Usagi formed a group. They chose a piece of music for the flute, violin, and piano, and were playing perfectly in tune and together by the end of the class.
Usagi laughed as the bell ran. "You know, all four of the people I made friends with over the weekend turned out to go to the same school. Isn´t that funny?" she asked.
Quatre smiled. "It´s nice though. Who are the other two people? Maybe we know them," he said.
"One´s a boy with a long braid. His name is Duo. And the other is a Chinese boy who keeps calling me a baka. His name is Wufei," Usagi informed them.
Trowa and Quatre blinked before chuckling in unison. "Might you have met them first period today?" Trowa asked, a little bit of amusement in his voice.
Usagi turned to them in surprise. It was the first complete sentence she´d heard from Trowa today, not to mention, he´d hit it right on the mark. "Yes, actually, how´d you know?" she asked as she followed them down the hall to their next class. She´d found out earlier in the period that she would be having World History with both of them and Heero.
Quatre smiled. "They´re our, as well as Heero´s, friends too," he said.
Usagi stopped in the hallway and laughed, causing Trowa and Quatre´s attention to turn to her.
"What´s so funny?" Quatre questioned.
"Well, Heero told me that he had three more friends other than you. I just didn´t think I´d met them all already," she answered. "By the way, are you sure Heero, Duo, and Wufei are friends? They tried to kill each other first period," she added.
Trowa shrugged. "What else is new?" he muttered as he walked into World History, Quatre and Usagi behind him.
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Usagi sighed as she tried not to fall asleep from the utterly boring speech the girl at the front of the class was giving on pacifism. Apparently, the latest unit was pacifism and the girl at the front of the room was Relena Peacecraft, the guest speaker and teacher for the next three weeks. Usagi twirled her pencil between her fingers as she tuned out the girl. Pacifism is nice and all, but must she continue on like this? This is sooooo BORING!!
Duo turned around and noticed that Usagi was spacing out. This was perfect! Maybe she´d talk to him this time. Quickly, he scribbled a note and threw it in her direction. The note landed on Heero´s desk, which was next to Usagi´s. Heero eyed the note and opened it. Hey babe, what´s your phone number? he read and twitched. He looked at Duo. What the hell? He´d never thought that Duo was gay, but even if Duo was gay, he wasn´t. Then, something clicked in his mind. When Usagi had joined him at the beginning of the class, she had giggled and told him briefly about meeting all the guys on the weekend. He rolled his eyes before throwing the note onto Usagi´s desk. Duo obviously had no idea that the girl was his roommate.
Usagi glanced at Heero when he threw a note onto her desk. Heero passing notes? That was something she didn´t think he´d do. Oh well, maybe he´s lightening up. She read the note and blinked. Huh? What the heck? We live in the same room, she thought before scribbling that little fact down and throwing it back. It sailed over Heero´s desk and onto Quatre´s. He blinked when he read it and frowned. He corrected her and threw it back. This note passing continued until Duo accidentally threw a note that was meant for Wufei onto Heero´s desk. It read You have really bad aim. Heero scowled and wrote I´ll show you bad aim before tossing the note back to Duo. Just as he finished reading it, a physics textbook sailed across the room and hit him on the side of the head.
"Ouch!" Duo muttered, "That hurts more than the chemistry textbook." He wrote I bet you ten bucks that you can´t hit Relena Peaceofcrap up there with this wad of paper from where you´re sitting. He threw it at Heero, smiling in satisfaction. There was no way he can do it. They were sitting in the very bad of the room and considering Relena was staring at Heero almost all the time, she would certainly duck if the an unidentified flying object came sailing at her, right?
From Heero´s seat, he read Duo´s note and mumbled "Mission accepted" under his breath before balling it up into a ball and chucking it to the front of the room. The wad of paper hit Relena right in the forehead.
"Ouch! Heero!" Relena cried out, "Why´d you hit me?"
Heero didn´t say anything. He just sat back and crossed his arms.
Relena, apparently used to Heero´s lack of speech, took this as a positive sign and picked up the wad of paper. "What´s this?" she said as she unfolded it.
An alarm ran off in Duo´s head. There were too many things in the note that should not, and could not, be read out loud. He had accused Usagi of having PMS and accidentally thrown it to Wufei. Then, he had made a joke to Trowa about playing ring toss with his hair and that ended up on Heero´s desk. Finally, he had mentioned to Heero that he portrayed an image of being gay because he didn´t respond to female affection. That had been lobbed onto Quatre´s desk and Duo had gotten a very angry remark from Quatre that just because he wore pink doesn´t mean he was gay. Duo immediately slammed his palms onto the desk and shouted, "Dear Shinigami! Don´t read that out loud!"
Relena ignored his comment and read out the first line. Her face lit up and she smiled happily at Heero. "Heero, if you wanted my phone number, all you had to do was ask," she said.
Heero groaned. He can´t believe that she
didn´t even recognize the handwriting. "Read the
rest," he commanded in monotone.
"Heero, are you suicidal?!" Duo yelled. The rest of the guys twitched at Duo´s outburst. He must have forgotten who he was talking to.
Relena continued to read the very long note aloud. By the time she was done, the entire class was in an uproar. People were laughing all over the room. Even the teacher was trying hard not to laugh. Relena´s face turned red with anger and embarrassment. She pointed to the door and shouted angrily, "All of those who think this funny, you can leave the room!"
Immediately, the entire class stood up and left, still cracking up over the one note. Soon, the only people left were the pilots, Usagi, and Relena.
"Well then, mission complete," Heero muttered as he stood up and started towards the door. "Duo, you owe me ten bucks," he added with a slight smirk before walking out.
"Heero! Wait for me!" Relena wailed as she ran after the boy.
Usagi smiled as an idea popped into her head. Didn´t Venus once said that love makes you show all kinds of emotions? she thought. That Relena girl looked like she was interested. She ignored Duo´s ranting as she gathered her stuff and jogged out of the classroom. She knew how she could get Heero to show some emotion. She´ll set him up with Relena.
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End of Chapter 3.
AN: Does anyone else sense trouble? ^_^ Next chapter is
going to have tons of Relena-bashing, minna. Hey, I have to make Relena seem a
little sane in this chapter for this idea of Usagi´s, ne? Oh yea,
Shinigami means the God of Death in Japanese. I used it because Duo
doesn´t believe in God, so he wouldn´t say "Dear
God" and "Dear God of Death" sounds stupid. ^_~
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