Chapter 8: This Is The Start Of A Beautiful Friendship
Marco walked out of the room, shaking. The dream scared him. Duo ran up behind him and taped his shoulder. "HI!"
Marco jerked around and blinked, "Ummm, hey."
"So. Why did you wake up screaming? Actually, why the hell did you fall from the sky in the first place?"
"Which one do you want answered first?"
Duo shrugged, "Either."
"How about, 'it's none of your business so I don't have to tell you?'"
"Fair enough." Duo grinned at him, "You know you can't just walk around in Spandex all day."
Marco smiled back, "Heero does it."
"Yeah, but Heero's sexy."
"And I'm not?"
"Not to me."
Marco laughed and rolled his eyes, "Gee thanks."
"Come on! I'll show you my Gundam."
Marco looked confused. "Your What-um?"
"Gundam! Oh yeah, and what did Jake mean by 'morph', huh?"
"Looks like we've got information to swap." Marco grinned and followed Duo's bouncing braid to the hanger.
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Jake gazed at the gargantuan metal beast that stood proud in the hanger. He stepped closer and reached out finger tips lightly touching the cool surface.
"HEY!" A sharp voice called out.
"Hello Heero."
Heero snarled at Jake as he continued to run his fingers along the Gundam. "Get your hands off Zero." Heero said. Heero then saw it, the slight change in shape of Jake's eyes as he turned to look at him, a tattoo of orange and black. Heero kept his face unresponsive.
"Or what?"
Heero snarled, why wasn't he SCARED?! Heero drew back his fist and punched Jake, right in the eye. A Punch that should have sent him flying, only had him stagger back a few steps. A low growl from Jake's throat was Heero's only warning as Jake swing at him, catching him upside the head with a surprising strength that knocked Heero into his Gundam. Then, Jake was picked up by the back of his shirt. Jake swung his arms trying to hit the offender, but wound up spinning himself around, choking, them spinning back around.
"What is going on here?" A soft, but rumbling voice asked.
"He touched my Gundam." Heero said icily.
"And you hit him?" The voice asked again.
"He smirked at me."
"You hit him because he wasn't scared of you?"
"What is this? Twenty questions?" Jake muttered, his voice turning back to normal as he reversed the morph.
"Heero....."
"I hit him because he touched my Gundam."
Jake was dropped, and he landed with an 'oof!', "Go upstairs and take care of those bruises." The voice told them.
Jake turned and saw a belt. He looked and saw one of the tallest people in his life. Well over six feet tall, the man had a kind face and a hair-do that reminded Jake, strangely, of Wolverine. "Uhhhh, yes sir."
The man laughed, "Relax. You're one of Master Quatre's guests. I'm Rashid."
"I'm Jake." He held out his hand and Rashid shook it.
"Now get upstairs, the both of you, I can see the bruises forming already."
As Heero and Jake trudged upstairs, they kept glaring at each other.
"Why were touching my suit?" Heero asked, after awhile.
"I was admiring it, actually. It's very cool."
Heero almost smiled, "Thanks."
"You're welcome."
More silence as they walked into the kitchen.
"Why weren't you scared of me?"
"Should I have been?"
"Most people are when I glare at them."
Jake laughed softly as he filled a plastic bag with ice and wrapped it in a towel, "I guess, when you've seen what I have, the normal things don't scare you much anymore."
Heero absorbed that information *So, he's a soldier too, most likely.*, "I have one last question to ask."
"Hm?
"How did you do that?"
Jake looked at Heero, a towel-wrapped ice pack over one eye and an inquisitive look in the other, "Do what?"
"Alter your appearance like that?"
"Oh. I morphed."
"Morphed?"
Jake laughed, "Let me tell you a story......."
Marco walked out of the room, shaking. The dream scared him. Duo ran up behind him and taped his shoulder. "HI!"
Marco jerked around and blinked, "Ummm, hey."
"So. Why did you wake up screaming? Actually, why the hell did you fall from the sky in the first place?"
"Which one do you want answered first?"
Duo shrugged, "Either."
"How about, 'it's none of your business so I don't have to tell you?'"
"Fair enough." Duo grinned at him, "You know you can't just walk around in Spandex all day."
Marco smiled back, "Heero does it."
"Yeah, but Heero's sexy."
"And I'm not?"
"Not to me."
Marco laughed and rolled his eyes, "Gee thanks."
"Come on! I'll show you my Gundam."
Marco looked confused. "Your What-um?"
"Gundam! Oh yeah, and what did Jake mean by 'morph', huh?"
"Looks like we've got information to swap." Marco grinned and followed Duo's bouncing braid to the hanger.
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Jake gazed at the gargantuan metal beast that stood proud in the hanger. He stepped closer and reached out finger tips lightly touching the cool surface.
"HEY!" A sharp voice called out.
"Hello Heero."
Heero snarled at Jake as he continued to run his fingers along the Gundam. "Get your hands off Zero." Heero said. Heero then saw it, the slight change in shape of Jake's eyes as he turned to look at him, a tattoo of orange and black. Heero kept his face unresponsive.
"Or what?"
Heero snarled, why wasn't he SCARED?! Heero drew back his fist and punched Jake, right in the eye. A Punch that should have sent him flying, only had him stagger back a few steps. A low growl from Jake's throat was Heero's only warning as Jake swing at him, catching him upside the head with a surprising strength that knocked Heero into his Gundam. Then, Jake was picked up by the back of his shirt. Jake swung his arms trying to hit the offender, but wound up spinning himself around, choking, them spinning back around.
"What is going on here?" A soft, but rumbling voice asked.
"He touched my Gundam." Heero said icily.
"And you hit him?" The voice asked again.
"He smirked at me."
"You hit him because he wasn't scared of you?"
"What is this? Twenty questions?" Jake muttered, his voice turning back to normal as he reversed the morph.
"Heero....."
"I hit him because he touched my Gundam."
Jake was dropped, and he landed with an 'oof!', "Go upstairs and take care of those bruises." The voice told them.
Jake turned and saw a belt. He looked and saw one of the tallest people in his life. Well over six feet tall, the man had a kind face and a hair-do that reminded Jake, strangely, of Wolverine. "Uhhhh, yes sir."
The man laughed, "Relax. You're one of Master Quatre's guests. I'm Rashid."
"I'm Jake." He held out his hand and Rashid shook it.
"Now get upstairs, the both of you, I can see the bruises forming already."
As Heero and Jake trudged upstairs, they kept glaring at each other.
"Why were touching my suit?" Heero asked, after awhile.
"I was admiring it, actually. It's very cool."
Heero almost smiled, "Thanks."
"You're welcome."
More silence as they walked into the kitchen.
"Why weren't you scared of me?"
"Should I have been?"
"Most people are when I glare at them."
Jake laughed softly as he filled a plastic bag with ice and wrapped it in a towel, "I guess, when you've seen what I have, the normal things don't scare you much anymore."
Heero absorbed that information *So, he's a soldier too, most likely.*, "I have one last question to ask."
"Hm?
"How did you do that?"
Jake looked at Heero, a towel-wrapped ice pack over one eye and an inquisitive look in the other, "Do what?"
"Alter your appearance like that?"
"Oh. I morphed."
"Morphed?"
Jake laughed, "Let me tell you a story......."