The Highschool Years 12/?
By: Hotaru
Warnings: the usual, language and stuff
Archive: if you want
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Duo parked his bike behind the school and chained to to a fence. "Ready?" Wufei asked. Duo nodded and they headed inside together. "I never thought I'd be at school on a Saturday." Duo said as they walked down the halls. Wufei smirked and stopped at the coachs' office door. "Okay, here goes nothing." Duo said, reaching up and knocking on the door. "Come in."a voice inside said. Duo pushed open the door and he and Wufei walked inside. The coach looked up and smiled.
"Ah, Maxwell. How can I help you?" the man said. "I want to be allowed back on the team." Duo said flatly. The man before him chuckled and folded his hands. "I'm afraid it is too late for that now." He said. Wufei frowned at this mans lack of sympathy. "You know the rules Maxwell. You get in a fight, you're off the team and on probation until the term is over." Duo slammed his hands down on the table. "But this term just started! It isn't fair!" he said angrily. The coach stood and and looked Duo in the eye. "Life isn't fair Duo. You knew the consequences and you still fought!" he replied bitterly.
"It isn't his fault!" Wufei shouted. The coach looked over and sneered, "And who are you?" Wufei took a breath and replied, "It's my fault Duo got into that fight. The other guys on the team threatened me. They said to meet them outside to settle a dispute. I defended my friend who they were harassing. Maybe you should take that into consideration. They were asking for it." The coach crossed his arms. "The point is Duo attacked another student. The school rules—" he began before Duo grabbed a trophy and threw it against the wall. "The school rules are bull shit!!" he shouted before storming out of the room.
Wufei glared at the coach before following Duo. "Where are you going now?" Wufei asked as Duo continued to storm around. "I don't know—I don't goddamn know! Shit..this is bull shit.." he muttered, kicking open the doors that led outside. [1] "Please calm down Duo." Wufei pleaded as Duo headed to the baseball field. "Oh I'm plenty calm Fei-doll." Duo said. He stopped at the fence and watched as the team practiced. "Duo…if you really wanted to be on the team so badly why didn't you let me fight them?" Wufei asked. "I-I didn't want you to get hurt." Duo replied.
"I would have been fine and you would have been on the team. Do you really care that much about me?" Wufei asked. Duo turned to him and smiled softly. "Of course I do baby. I'd rather have you that be on this stupid team." He said, pulling Wufei into a hug. "I love you Duo." Wufei whispered. "I love you too Fei." Duo replied, kissing Wufei's silky raven hair. "Well well…what's this all about Maxwell?" a voice sneered. Duo released Wufei and turned to a couple team members. "Fuck off."
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Quatre perched on the arm of the couch and watched as Trowa made some calls. "Is there anyone you want to invite?" Trowa asked when he had made the final call. Quatre thought for a minute then shook his head. "What do we do to prepare?" he asked giddily. Trowa smiled and said, "We get snack food out and lock away and vauables." Quatre frowned and said, "Why invite people you don't trust?" Trowa smiled and shook his head. "Oh my sweet, innocent, beautful little angel. Don't you worry about that. Just make sure you stay with me okay?" he whispered, wrapping his arms around his koi's body.
"Okay love." Quatre replied. They made sure everything was locked away safely before they let any one in. "Okay, ready?" Trowa asked. Quatre nodded. They opened the door and people piled inside. "Hey Tro how's it going?" "Hey Tro—who's that cutie over there?" Quatre blushed as Trowa's 'cool' friends dispersed around the house. "Trowa!" Quatre called, grabbing Trowa's arm and pulling him into their bedroom. "What?" Trowa asked. "What am I gonna wear?" Quatre asked, letting his 'proper talk' slip away for the evening.
Trowa pulled out a black fish-net shirt and handed it to Quatre. He grabbed a pair of leather pants and some boots and threw them on the bed. "Put those on okay?" He said with a reassuring smile. Quatre shrugged and stripped out of his old clothes and into the new. Trowa searched his closet and managed to find a pair of jeans with thousands of holes and a *tight* green turtleneck. They proceded back outside only to find that more guests had arrived. Quatre managed to sqeeze his way over to the couch while Trowa went to put out a small fire that was burning in the kitchen. Quatre sat next to a girl in a very low cut tank top and a mini skirt with a slit up the side.
"Hey—are you one of Trowa's friends?" Quatre asked over the loud music. The girl turned and eyed Quatre up and down. "Yea. My name's Candy. Want a drag?" she said, handing him a joint. /Should I…probably not. I heard it can make you tipsy…but no one's looking./ Quatre reached out and grabbed the joint. He took a glance at 'Candy' then inhaled. Candy grinned and took it back. "Excuse me." Quatre said, staning up and running to the bath room. He closed the door and coughed and attempted to get some fresh air. /Ugh…gods that was gross../ he thought bitterly.
He returned to the party and looked around for Trowa. He was with those pot heads from before. "Hey Quat, come here." He said, reaching for Quatre's hand, then pulling him onto his lap. "Guys this is Quatre." Trowa said, making it clear the Quatre was his. A few people nodded their heads. Candy, who was gradually trying to seduce Trowa backed down. "So how'd you two meet?" she asked, taking another drag. "At a party." Quatre replied, flashing Trowa a I-made-my-first-lie grin. "Here have shot." A guy with about a hundred piercings said handing Trowa and Quatre two shot glasses.
Trowa tilted his head back and gulped the drink down. Quatre did the same but he hit Trowa's head with his own. He and Trowa laughed giddly for nealy ten minutes. /This is what father was protecting me from. Man he'd twist his balls if he saw me right now./ Quatre thought with a grin.
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Wufei stepped in front of Duo, but had to look up to look the guys in the eye cause he was too short. "Do me a favor, come back when you have to balls to fight me alone." He said. Duo snorted in attempt not to laugh. /Fei seems too short to be able to threaten anyone seriously…but I love him!/ The b.ball team guys laughed and one tilted his head and said, "Speaking of balls, have yours come in yet baby?" Wufei held his hand out, palm forward and struck the guy in front of him. He keeled over, clutching his stomach. The other members attempted to tackle Wufei, but he jumped out of the way and knocked the wind out of them both.
Duo grinned and glomped Wufei. "Aw Fei-baby you're the best!" he exclaimed, not caring if anyone saw him. He loved Wufei and that's all that matters.
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When the last party guests were gone, Quatre collapsed into Trowa's arms and said, "I don't know about you—but can we never have a party like that again?" Trowa chuckled and kissed the top of Quatre's head. "Anything for you angel." Quatre sighed as he and Trowa began to clean up. Catherine would be returning home in an hour and would have a fit if she found the house a mess. When they were finally done and changed into normal clothes, they collapsed exausted on the couch. "Ah gods that was horrible. There were stains all over the carpet!" Quatre said.
"That's why we can't have party's. It's too messy." Trowa replied. He didn't mind the loud music and creepy guests as much as the mess he had to clean up afterward. "Well, that's one thing my father may have done right. But still—now that I've experienced a real party with drugs and alcohol…I never want to have one. I guess you live and you learn right?" Quatre mused, resing his head on Trowa's chest. He nodded and smiled. "You're right angel. I didn't know they would bring any drugs though. I'm sorry if..erm…did you try anything?" he asked. Quatre nodded.
"But you learned from your mistake right?" Trowa asked, peeking past his hair to glare down at his lover. Quatre nodded and promised, "I'll never do drugs as long as I have the power not to." Trowa smiled and held Quatre closer. /I will never let my angel go./
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Duo and Wufei sat on a bench outside of school. "That was awful cute of you Fei. You're so brave." Duo said, resting his head against Wufei's shoulder. "I have to protect those I love." Wufei replied. "Hey Wufei. What are you doing here?" A voice asked. Wufei and Duo turned to see Heero and a blond haired girl standing behind them. "We came to see if Duo could get his position back on the team. The coach wouldn't let him though." Wufei said sadly. Heero sat down beside them. "That really bites. It isn't his fault at all. It's mine really." He said glumly.
Duo shook his head and said, "Forget about it man. Those guys are a bunch of jerks. I don't want to be a part of their stupid team anyway." The girl leaned forward and asked, "Are you sure about that?" Duo quirked [2] an eye brow. "My brother is the vice principal of the school and if you really wanted to be back on the team—I could probably arrange it." She said with a suggestive smile. Wufei was shocked at this girls display of generosity, but was even more surprised when Duo shook his head. "Nah. Like I said, I don't want to be with those as—I mean jerks anymore. But thanks anyway." He said, wrapping his arm around Wufei's shoulder.
"But you were so angry before…" Wufei said, not understanding Duo's actions at all. "Listen…I like playing ball a whole lot but it's not gonna get me a good job or anything. I have to start doing homework and studying and stuff if I want to be something. I'm making a bet right here and now—those other guys are gonna become fast food workers and I'm gonna be a famous chef or something!" Duo said. Wufei smirked and said, "I'll take you up on that bet. People can change though so I'll put ten bucks for both." Heero smirked and said, "I think they'll be fast food workers the second they graduate—If they ever do."
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Hotaru
Ah, alas, the last chapter will be coming next. It is time for my HS fic to be winding down. Please..i don't want tears to be shed…not yet at least! ^_~
[1] I've actually done something similar to this. Stupid dick-head of security wouldn't let me into school on the last day before break cause I had gifts for teachers, so I cursed at him and snuck into school. Bad Hotaru!
[2] Is 'quirked' even a word? ~_~