The Highschool Years 11/?
By: Hotaru
Warnings: yaoi and language and stuff
Archive: sure!
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Quatre sighed and stretched his arms out. "So what can we do today love?" he asked. Trowa shrugged and looked outside. The rain had finally stopped. "We could go outside or to the movies or something." He suggested. Quatre's eyes widened. "I've never been to the movies before!" he exclaimed, obviously showing that that was what he wanted to do. "Maybe we can get you some new 'lounging' clothes too." Trowa suggested, pulling Quatre to his room.
"What do you mean? What's wrong with the clothes I have now?" Quatre asked. Trowa sighed an exasperated sigh and pulled a pair of khakis and an emerald colored sweater. "You only have dress clothes, no party clothes." He said, pulling off an old tee shirt and pulling on the sweater. Quatre giggled and replied, "I hardly think a sweater and khakis can be considered party clothes." Trowa sighed and searched his closet. "I don't wear party clothes to the movies silly. These are casual clothes. These," he said, pulling out a bright orange long sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans with hundreds of rips in them out of the closet, "Are party clothes."
Quatre's eyes widened again. "Come on—we can party later. You can wear your own clothes to the movies." Trowa said. Quatre nodded and pulled out his usual dress outfit. Once they were finally ready, they walked together to a garage where Trowa kept his motercycle. "I didn't know you have a bike!" Quatre exclaimed. Trowa smirked and climbed on. "No one does except me and Cathy. I'm not supposed to be driving yet but..who doesn't break the rules ne?" Quatre grinned and climbed on the bike behind Trowa and wrapped his arms around him."Hold on tight." Trowa warned as he revved up. "Okay." Quatre replied, as Trowa sped away.
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Duo sat on the couch in an old pair of sweat pants watching Wufei fold a paper crane [1]. "Do you want me to show you again?" Wufei asked, placing the crane next to five others he had made in attempt to teach Duo. "Um…why don't you just help me?" Duo suggested as his fingers clumsily folded the paper. Wufei sat next to Duo, helping him with difficult folds. "No, like this." He murmurd, tucking in the two sides. "Oh…I see." Duo exclaimed. He evenually made a crane that didn't look like it was hit by a truck. "It takes practice Duo. You'll be able to make them in your sleep soon." Wufei said, stretching his legs out.
"What do you want to do Wu-babe?" Duo asked, grinning to one of the many pet names he had given Wufei. "I don't know. I think we should go talk to that baseball coach of yours to try to get you back on the team." Wufei suggested. Duo hopped up from the couch and followed Wufei to 'their' bedroom. "I'm really glad you invited me over Wufei. It's a helluvalot better than sitting alone at home." Duo said, as he pulled on fresh clothes. Wufei smiled. "I enjoy having you Duo. If you were not here I'd probably be studying or something." He said, getting dressed as well.
Duo grinned and made sure his hair was okay in the mirror. "It's a change for us both I guess." He said, offering his arm to Wufei. "Yes. A nice change." Wufei said, linking his arm with Duo. Together they drove off towards school
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Heero sat under the shade of a tree, reading a new book. So what if it was a Saturday and he was at_school_reading a book? It's what he wanted to do. Heero looked up at the sound of a twig breaking. Those same guys from the baseball team stood in front of him. "Hey there, nerd. Good book?" One of them said, kicking the book from Heero's hands. Heero pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose and stood up. "Give it to me." He said. The boy before him raised an eye brow. Heero smirked and said, "You know how to play fetch don't you, you dog? Now give me my book." [2]
A few team members snickered. The boy, whom we will call ass hole #1, was taken back for a moment. He then pulled his arm back and punched at Heero. Heero smirked and caught ass hole #1's fist and twisted his arm. "I used to be afraid of you." He snorted. He pulled ass hole #1 to where his book lay and threw him to the floor. "Pick it up now." He ordered. Ass hole #1 picked up the book, then swung his hand around and cracked Heero in the jaw. Heero fell to the floor and held his hand to his cheek. "Shit." He whispered.
Ass hole #1 held the book in his hands and said, "You want your book back prissy boy? Go fetch!" he threw the book way out onto the baseball field. Heero's prussian eyes flared. He had had enough. He charged at Ass hole #1, hitting as hard as he could. A few team members roared with laughter, and a few more tried to break up the fight. "How do you like this you little shit!? Next time you come after me I'm gonna break your balls and shove them down your goddamn throat!!" Heero shouted, thrusting his knee into Ass hole #1's stomach, sending him keeling over onto the floor.
The other team members carried him away. Heero smirked and flopped on the floor. He lifted his fingers to his mouth. /Blood. Hn./ He sighed and looked up. A girl with long dirty blond hair was standing before him holding out her hand. "Would you like me to help you up?" she asked with a smile. Heero could barely see her face, as per his glasses being knocked off in the fight, but he took her hand and stood up. "I hope they didn't hurt you. Those boys are really awful." The girl said, walking over to a water fountain. She held her handkerchief under the water and pressed it against Heero's cheek.
"They got what they deserved..ow." Heero said, wincing as the girl touched his bruised skin. "I don't doubt that at all. By the way, my name is Relena. And you are?" she said. Heero was taken aback. /Relena…as in Peacecraft? Her brother is the principal of the school!/ "…My name's Heero Yuy." Heero said, offering the girl his hand. She smiled and shook it gently.
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Quatre gripped Trowa's waist tighter as they sped towards the movies. "Is there anything in particular you wanted to see?" Quatre half yelled to Trowa. "Not really. There's a horror flick that looked sort of interesting." Trowa replied. They pulled into the parking lot and headed inside. "I've never seen a horror movie before. My dad thought they'd give me ideas." Quatre said quietly. Trowa smiled and walked up to the ticked window. "Two for Dead of Alive please." [3] he said, sliding some money under the ticket window.
They took their tickets and headed into a jam-packed theatre. "I hope we can find seats together." Quatre whispered as they walked down the aisle. "Look, there's some." Trowa said, pointing to the end of a row. He quickly pulled off his jacket and threw it across and onto the seats. He receieved a few stares but he dismissed them. "Are you allowed to do that?" Quatre asked. Trowa grinned as they sat down in their seats. "Probably not but it got us seats ne?" he said. The movie began and much like all horror movies, there was a girl in the shower.
"This is boring." Quatre said. Trowa smiled and whispered back, "What if it were me in that shower?" Quatre giggled and said, "Then I'd have to run in and save you. Even though I never saw a horror movie, I know exactly what's going to happen. This girl gets killed in the shower, then her parents come home and are like, 'Oh my, our perfect body, straight A student daughter was murdered! And she was captain of the cheerleading squad!' so the cops immediately go to her perfect star of the baseball team boy friend and suspect him, he was innocent, turns out it was the sister." Trowa stiffled his laughter.
"Quatre, I bet you that's exactly what's going to happen." He whispered. And that's what happened. Except the boy friend wasn't the captain of the baseball team, he was captain of the basket ball team and the girl was captain of the dance troupe, not the cheer leading squad. Quatre shook his head as they headed to the bike. "I hope I didn't ruin the movie for you." He said solemnly. Trowa smiled and replied, "Don't worry about it angel, I didn't mind. I liked you just being there with me." Quatre smiled and blushed. He climbed on the bike and wrapped his arms around Trowa's thin waist again.
"I liked being with you too. How about we go home?" he said, resting his head on his lovers back. Trowa nodded and drove home. /I hope Quatre doesn't get bored of me. There's not much we can do at home…maybe we can invite people over for a few drinks./ Trowa pondered what to do as he drove home. /I don't want to drag Trowa down. I bet he did exciting things before I came./ Quatre thought sadly as Trowa parked in the garage. "Q…how about we invite some people over?" Trowa suggested. Quatre smiled and nodded. /This will be fun!/
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Hotaru
Gods this took forever!!! I'm sorry everyone. T_T I've been busy making paper cranes all weekend!! I've got 27 so far…only….973 to go before I get my wish right Azie? Considering I don't give any away, which I probably will…aye ya!!
[1] hehehe, I'm obsessed with making paper cranes. There's a bunch on my Christmas tree!
[2] that's it Heero! Show 'em who's boss!
[3] I couldn't think of a name so I chose a video game name! Eh, I'm so lazy!