Title:
Detention 3/?
Author:
Skye
Pairings:
implied 3+4, eventual 1+2/1x2
Warnings:
none that I can think of ^_^
Disclaimers:
blah blah blah...don't sue.
C&C
welcome as always!!
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Morning
came early to the two inhabitants of the small dorm room.
Heero,
always the first to wake, was showered and dressed before Duo's eyes even began
to blink open. He watched as the braided pilot stumbled through his morning
routine, vocalizing his displeasure in many colorful ways. Heero suppressed a
chuckle at his roommate's 'suffering'. It was the same every morning, and he
wouldn't have it any other way.
At
least, not that he would admit.
He
scowled and banished those thoughts before they got out of hand. He glanced at
the alarm and sighed, at this rate they would miss breakfast. Heero decided to
tell Duo to hurry up and proceeded towards the bathroom. Just as he raised his
hand to bang on the wooden door, said door opened to reveal a startled and half
naked Duo.
"Heero!"
Duo gasped.
Prussian
eyes widened slightly, a slight blush
playing over tan skin. Heero quickly brought himself under control and glared
at his fellow pilot. Ignoring the glistening chest, the flushed skin, the
droplets of water clinging to chestnut hair...
"We
are going to be late." he grated through thinned lips.
Duo
brushed past him shaking his head, " Yeah, yeah...Duo no baka right? Always
taking forever..."
Violet
eyes sparkled with barely contained mirth. "We? You get busted last night?"
Heero's
expression darkened "Hn."
Duo
burst into peals of laughter, "I don't believe it. Heero Yuy has detention. So
how did you get it? Tell me!"
Heero
ignored his roommate's prodding and stalked to the door, "I'm going to the
cafeteria. If you hurry you might be able to eat before we go to the library."
Duo
simply chuckled and waved to the retreating Wing pilot. He'd make it to
breakfast but not before he got his hair under control. As he brushed through
the damp mass he let his thoughts linger on Heero. Or more specifically, the
blush that had warmed Heero's chiseled features just moments ago.
"Did
I imagine it?" he wondered out loud.
He
shook his head, impossible.
Setting
the brush aside he began the tedious process of braiding the waist-length hair.
Deft fingers moved through the long tresses, totally independent of the mind
that was currently obsessing over one spandex clad pilot. Duo stared blankly
ahead of him, his attention turned inward. What had Heero done to get detention?
Why did he care?
Duo
sighed and threw on a T-shirt such a dark shade of blue it appeared nearly
black. He spared a quick glance in the mirror and exited the room, being sure
to close the door firmly behind him. He made his way to the cafeteria at the
opposite end of the building, reaching his destination in time to see them hang
the closed sign on the door.
"Well,
damn!"
"Baka."
Duo
spun to see Heero standing against the doorway leading outside, a small brown
bag in his hand.
Duo
blinked, "What's that?"
"Your
breakfast," Heero smirked and tossed the bag to Duo. " Lets go."
Duo
clutched the bag close and jogged to catch up with his comrade. "Thanks a lot
Heero. I really appreciate it."
"Not
a problem" Heero replied coolly.
Duo
decided to press his luck a bit farther and stepped closer to the stoic boy, "I
didn't know you cared Heero."
Heero
snorted, and ignored the obvious lure. Intense blue eyes remaining focused on
his goal.
Duo
sighed and fished an egg sandwich from the rumbled sack. Muttering about
tight-lipped Asians he devoured the sandwich, as well as the included banana.
Once his food was consumed he tossed the bag into a nearby trash can and ran
ahead of Heero to take a long draught from a water fountain.
Heero
came to a dead stop as his eyes traced the muscles of Duo's neck pulse with
each swallow of liquid. The ever present braid dropped into the fountain and
Duo sputtered indignantly at the uncooperative rope of hair. He angrily
straightened and tossed the now wet braid back over his shoulder. Half way
through the movement he caught Heero staring at him. An almost pained look in
his usually unfathomable eyes.
To
be continued....
