Heero Yuy, Seventh Grade Teacher? Omake 2a
Spring Break - Part 1!
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, Dragonball Z, or Sailormoon. If you truly believe that I own any of those shows, then answer this question for me: Where's my millions from royalties?
Note: This Omake will be broken into 'parts', since I really don't feel like having to upload a 100+k file! ^_^ And PLEASE read my note at the end of this!!
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Heero groaned as he awoke to the sound of his rather annoying alarm clock. Instinctively, the ex-Gundam pilot turned seventh grade history teacher grabbed his gun, and blew the alarm clock to hell. 'Damn, now I have to get a new one!' he thought as he jumped out of bed and glanced at his calendar. He groaned again after realizing that he didn't need to get up early at all, since the school was on 'spring break' for the next two weeks. 'Oh well, I might as well work on my Gundam or something.' he decided as he headed for the shower.
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Trunks and Goten were hiding in some nearby bushes, armed with a video camera and a microphone. The little demi-Saiyajins were dressed in some camouflage, hoping that it would help disguise them better. Trunks even had a hat on with some branches sticking out of it to help cover his lovely purple hair. It was Trunks' idea to make a 'documentary' about what their favorite teacher did over his spring break. Goten was going along with it since he was, after all, Trunks' best friend.
"Um, Trunks," Goten whispered, looking at his friend as he was trying to look for his binoculars. "Are you sure Mr. Yuy lives in THAT apartment building?"
"For the last time, Goten, YES!" Trunks snapped, trying to keep his voice under a 'normal' volume level. "I followed him home one day, and I *saw* him walk into that very apartment with my own eyes!"
"Hai, hai, Trunks-kun! I believe you!" Goten replied, doing the patented Son Goku hand-behind-head-thing while grinning like a complete idiot. "Hey! Is that him?" he asked, pointing to someone across the street who had just walked out of the apartment building.
"Hai!" Trunks answered back, then threw the camcorder at Goten and grabbed the microphone. "Lights...camera...action! Konnichiwa, minna! I'm your host, Trunks Vegeta-Briefs, and I have a treat for you, my loyal fans! Here, I hope to present you with a wonderful documentary about what Peacecraft Academy's favorite teacher, Mr. Heero Yuy, does in his spare time!"
"Not like we really want to know or anything," Goten whispered off-camera. Trunks groaned, then smacked his best friend upside the head. "WHAT?" the younger demi-Saiyajin snapped as he rubbed the spot Trunks had hit him at.
"Be quiet!" Trunks snapped. He quickly turned around to make sure no one saw their hiding place and to see if Mr. Yuy was still somewhere near the apartment building. He managed to spot Heero at the door, reading the paper. Trunks sighed in relief, and faced the camera once more.
"This part of the documentary will cover what the elusive Heero Yuy does early in the morning. As you can see, he stands by the doorway of the cave he lives in and reads something very interesting. Hmm, I wonder what he's reading," Trunks said, grabbing the binoculars from poor Goten's neck, who was trying to keep the camera steady and focused on the completely obvlious Heero. "Well, well! It would seem that the Heero Yuy creature is reading the...personal ads?!" Trunks blurted out in a slightly squeaky voice. Goten, who inherited his acute Saiyajin hearing from his father, dropped the camera to cover his ears, and broke it. Trunks angrily turned to his friend, pounced on him, and proceeded to beat the hell out of him.
"Trunks-kun! I'm sorry!" Goten whimpered as he was getting klobbered by the older boy. Trunks, in his angry rage, accidently went Super Saiyajin and continued beating on poor Goten in their hiding place.
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Heero continued reading the personals ad in the Sanq Kingdom Times as he rode the elevator back to the floor where the apartment he shared with Duo and Trowa was located. "Damnit! Why aren't any of these women interested in someone who was an ex-Gundam pilot!?" snapped the Japanese pilot. He sighed, then left the elevator. He read a few of the ads outloud to himself as he walked down the hallway.
"'Single white female seeks the company of a single white male interested in fencing duels and wars.' That sounds like something that crazy cockroach girl Dorothy would want. What else...'Single white female looking for an assassin-type single Japanese male...must know how to say 'Omae o korosu!' the 'right' way'...That sounds like...RELENA!?" Heero screeched after he saw the phone number listed and dropped the paper. He was so deeply in shock that he managed to run right into a wall, and nearly broke his nose. As he rubbed his head, Heero bent down, picked up the paper, and re-read it. 'This sure does sound like Relena.' he thought as he turned around to go into his apartment. He looked around to make sure no one else was up yet, and much to his surprise, both Trowa and Duo were still asleep.
"Thank Kami-sama," he muttered to himself as he snuck in. He flopped onto a nearby couch and sighed. "Well, I *did* promise to take Relena out somewhere a few months ago, when that Saiyajin prince bastard decided to kick my ass that day," he said to himself, debating mentally whether or not to call Relena and ask her out. Little did he know that two other 'someones' were watching him and heard every last word of the conversation....
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"Trunks-kun! Did you get that in the recording!?" Goten asked excitedly, turning to Trunks. The purple haired wonder boy nodded in response, and Goten nearly shrieked with joy. He would have too, if Trunks didn't stuff an apple into the youngest son of Goku's mouth. Goten quickly ate the apple, then looked at Trunks again. "Do you think Mr. Yuy likes Miss Peacecraft?" he asked innocently. Trunks looked at the his fellow demi-Saiyajin and chuckled.
"Of course he does," Trunks replied. Both of the the boys had levitated up to the window of the apartment Heero, Duo, and Trowa shared. "Why do you think he lets us get away with some stuff in class whenever she's around? Don't you notice how he's always saying her first name?"
"Yeah! He always daydreams about Miss Peacecraft!" Goten answered back, recalling several instances where their history teacher would look out the window and whisper "Relena." "Why doesn't he just tell her that he likes her?"
"I don't know," Trunks said, wondering himself why his teacher didn't just admit his feelings for their principal. Another one of Goten's rather annoying comments broke his train of thought...
"Trunks-kun, remember that story Mr. Yuy told us about Miss Peacecraft?" Goten asked him as Trunks groaned and gave him the Vegeta-style death glare.
"What about it?" Trunks asked back, slightly annoyed with Goten. Goten turned Trunks' head so that the boy was forced to look at his friend as he spoke.
"Well, remember how he told us that he was gonna kill Miss Peacecraft one day?" Goten said as Trunks nodded. "What if he's going to kill Miss Peacecraft? We might be the only witnesses to a murder!"
Trunks whacked Goten's head and growled. "Baka! He hasn't done anything yet, so you can't say we witnessed a murder!" he snapped as Goten rubbed the spot Trunks smacked him at. "But we can say we were there when he plotted the whole thing, AND that we have evidence!" Trunks said, patting the recorder he held gently. Goten's eyes lit up again, and he was going to scream when Trunks covered his mouth once more and gestured to the window. Both boys looked back into Heero's apartment and saw their teacher turning to grab a phone.
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Heero grabbed the phone next to the couch, picked up the receiver and placed it next to his ear. His fingers were on the dial pad, ready to press down those seven numbers to someone special. He managed to build up enough courage to dial Relena's number and listened to the ringing. Someone picked it up at the other end, a *female* someone...
"Hello?" Relena answered. Heero held his breath and said nothing. "Who's speaking?" Heero just slammed the phone down and let out a primal scream.
"K'SO! WHY CAN'T I DO IT!?!? WHY!!!" yelled the Wing Zero Gundam Pilot, not caring whether or not he woke anyone else up in the apartment, or the apartment building in general.
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"He can't do it!" Trunks said in between his fits of laughter. He and Goten had nearly fallen from the sky when they saw their teacher scream and hang up the phone quickly. With their acute Saiyajin hearing, both boys were able to hear Miss Peacecraft on the other end of the phone, asking who the caller was.
"Trunks-kun, I can't believe that Mr. Yuy is scared of Miss Peacecraft!" Goten said, then started laughing again at the thought of Heero being confronted by Relena in the middle of the road...
[Begin Goten's Mental Image]
Heero is happily walking down the road, dressed in his usual green tank top and spandex shorts. In his arms, he's holding a bag of groceries, heading back to the apartment. Since he's busy daydreaming about Relena, he's completely unaware of what's going on around him, and runs right into a woman.
"Gomen! I didn't mean to run into you, miss!' Heero managed to stammer out as he quickly gathered everything he had dropped when he slammed into the woman. He finally looked up at the woman, and was shocked to find out it was Relena he had run right into. "Erm...um...Hi-i-i-i, Relena. Whaaat are you doing here?" he inquired, trying not to show how nervous he was. (For a better image: Imagine Tenchi whenever Ryoko's all over him, only Relena isn't all over Heero in this picture... ;))
"Heero!" Relena exclaimed, then glomped onto everyone's favorite suicidal bishounen. Heero turned beet red, and fainted in her arms.
[End Mental Image]
Trunks looked at Goten as he finished telling him about that wonderful little image and shook his head. 'Only Goten would think of something that incredibly stupid,' Trunks thought as he peeked inside Heero's apartment window. Trunks watched in slight horror as Heero picked up the phone again and started dialing. The purple haired boy assumed that he was going to call their principal again...
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"This time, I will NOT fail the mission," Heero muttered to himself as he heard the dial tone change to a soft ringing noise. The same female voice answered at the other end, except there was a hint of annoyance in her voice when she spoke.
"Hello? Peacecraft residence," Relena said, hoping that this was the same person who had called a mere five minutes earlier. Heero mentally thanked whatever gods existed for the fact that he was NOT using the videophone, since he was starting to sweat and tremble.
"Uhh...I have the wrong number!" Heero answered back, in a non-monotone, almost non-Heero voice, and slammed the phone once more. Of course, this once again left a rather annoyed (one could almost say 'pissed off') Relena Peacecraft at the other end of the phone and Heero Yuy screaming and ranting on and on about how he 'failed the mission once more'. Once again, Heero was completely oblivious to the fact that there were two 12 and 13 year old demi-Saiyajins floating outside his apartment window who had heard the entire conversation and were laughing their asses off at his...'problem', for use of a better word.
"Shimatta! I will try ONCE MORE!" Heero said, grabbing the phone once again and hit the redial button. This time, however, Relena wasn't the one who answered, it was Zechs. Unfortunately, Heero wasn't paying attention to who was at the other end, and blurted out, "I was wondering, Relena, will you go out with me?"
"What the hell!?!" snapped back Zechs. Heero snapped out of his semi-trance and paled. 'Oh shit, that was ZECHS I just asked out!' he thought. "Heero!? What kind of sick joke is THIS?"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Heero shrieked, then slammed down the phone. Outside, the two demi-Saiyajins who had been blessed with the acute hearing from their fathers had their ears covered, and they continued to laugh at their teacher's predicament. With their extremely sensitive hearing, they had heard the entire conversation between Mr. Yuy and Miss Peacecraft's older brother. Heero's wonderful banshee-like scream was interrupted by the voice of Braid Boy.
"Heero! People are trying to sleep here, so could you keep it down?" Duo asked, his head stuck out in the hallway. Heero answered the American pilot with his classic, patented Death Glare and continued to scream. Duo opened his mouth to say some more, then he saw a shiny barrel pointed in his general direction. Since Duo wasn't a complete moron, he shut his mouth, stuck his head back into his room, and decided that dealing with the fact Heero would not stop screaming his head off would allow him to live well into his eighties or nineties.
Trowa, however, did not follow Duo's example, and headed groggily towards the kitchen. Goten and Trunks saw Trowa appear from the hallway, dressed in nothing but Pokémon boxers, and proceeded to laugh their heads off some more. Goten managed to get a few snapshots of their teacher's friend, and ducked down as Trowa turned his head towards the window, wearing a puzzled look on his face.
"I could have sworn I saw a camera's flash go off," Trowa murmured to himself, shrugged, then raided the pantry to find something to eat. When he found nothing he could call remotely edible there, he proceeded to move onto the refrigerator. Again, there was nothing to the Heavyarms pilot to eat, so he turned to Heero, who was STILL screaming his head off for some unknown reason. (Well, it was unknown to Trowa...)
"Heero, could you stop screaming for a minute?" Trowa asked. Heero snapped out of his screaming fit, regained his usual expressionless face, and turned to Trowa.
Suddenly, Duo popped his head out of the disaster area he called a room and said, "Trowa! Where did you get those kawaii Pokémon boxers!? OH MY GOD! Those are the ones with the glow-in-the-dark Pikachus on them!" Trowa, Heero, Trunks, and Goten sweatdropped. Trowa muttered something under his breath that neither Heero or Duo could pick up, but the two boys did. It was something along the lines of "They were a present from Catherine..."
"What the hell do you want?" Heero asked, breaking the silence that had come over the room, since Duo went back into his room to sleep some more. Trowa just sighed, then said, "We don't have anything to eat for breakfast, and it's your turn to go grocery shopping."
"Oh," Heero replied. "Is that all you wanted to bother me with?"
"Yes," said the usually quiet Trowa. Heero just nodded, then continued to scream until his throat became hoarse about twenty minutes later. Outside the apartment, Trunks and Goten still had their ears covered, wondering how much longer it would be before their eardrums finally burst.
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Heero growled as he walked out of the Wal-Mart Supercenter. (Yeah, I know...AC 198, and those damn things still exist! X.x) 'That is the LAST time *I* have to go shopping!' Heero angrily thought. He had the strangest feeling that he was being followed, and each time he would check someplace where he thought the 'stalker' would be, and managed to knock over a crapload of displays in the food section. So, after having to pay the store $300 for the messed up food and getting his groceries, he headed home. "What more could possibly happen to me today?" he muttered to himself, then he started daydreaming about Relena and himself at a secluded tropical beach in the South Pacific...
Nearby, Trunks and Goten were armed with tape recorders, video cameras, and regular cameras. They were hot on the trail of the mysterious, elusive Heero Yuy. They narrowly avoided being caught by the strange creature as he was in search of food for himself and his fellow beings in the store. Now they were stalking Heero as he was heading back to his dwelling, better known to people as his apartment.
"You know, Trunks," Goten whispered off-camera. He was the one operating another one of the cameras that Trunks had managed to get from 'Hammerspace'. (Yes, normally women can access it, but Trunks needed the video camera ASAP! :P) "This is kinda what my little daydream thing was like..."
"Shut up, Goten!" snapped Trunks, then he turned around to face the camera. "As you can see, the beast is heading back to his dwelling and...OH NO! He has just run into the lovely Miss Relena Peacecraft, the former Queen of the World and the headmaster of the world-renowned Peacecraft Academy, located right here in the pacifist Sanq Kingdom! How will the beast handle this one?"
"Damnit! I'm sorry, Miss--RELENA!?" Heero squeaked, looking into Relena's beautiful aquamarine eyes. He started blushing, even though he had no idea that was what you called that hot feeling on your face. Relena looked back at the 'Perfect Soldier', smiled at him, and helped him up.
"Heero! How are you?" Relena inquired, hoping to start a conversation with her...'crush'. Heero suddenly realized that he was blushing and turned away. "I heard about your little call earlier this morning..." Heero stopped looking around and gave Relena his patented Death Glare.
"What about that call?" Heero asked, as if it were nothing. He focused on trying NOT to blush even more than he already was, but it was proving to be an impossible task.
"Well, Milliardo was pitching a screaming fit about you asking him out on a date," Relena explained, watching Heero's face become even brighter. "Of course, laughing at him wasn't helping at all, so he became even angrier and threatened to kill you for no reason. Noin somehow managed to calm him down and explain to him that you were probably playing a joke on him--"
"When do I ever play jokes on your brother or anyone?" Heero snorted, slightly pissed at the fact he made himself sound like a total moron to Zechs on the phone. 'He will NEVER let me live that one down...' he thought crossly, then imagined all the lovely ways he could possibly kill the 'Lightning Baron'.
"How true," she responded, then sighed. "Why were you calling my house anyways, Heero?" She knew there was more to that story than Heero was telling her.
Heero glared at Relena once more. 'Ah, what the hell, just ask her out right here, right now!' his conscience told him. He smirked, then whipped out his gun.
Meanwhile, Trunks and Goten had intently watched the entire escapade. When they saw Heero whip out his gun from that interdimensional pocket thing he keeps it at and aim at Relena, their jaws were on the ground. The boys picked up and held one another's jaws closed, and grabbed the camera.
"I don't believe it, Goten!" Trunks whispered, grinning. "We're gonna be the witnesses to a murder!"
"Yeah! And it's the one Mr. Yuy promised to commit a long time ago!" Goten added, then worked on focusing the camera so the 'evidence' would be good...
Heero grinned some more, then sighed. "Relena, will you go out with me?' Heero asked in a barely audible tone. Relena was shocked, then recovered from it and gave Heero the 'did you just ask me what I thought you asked me?!' kind of look. Heero replied to her look with his own, the Death Glare.
"Well...OF COURSE I WILL!" she replied, the glomped poor Heero. Heero blushed some more, grinned like an idiot, then fainted.
Goten's jaw dropped once again, then he blurted out, "See, Trunks!? I told you that it was just like my daydream!!!!" Trunks, slightly annoyed at the fact Goten, for once, had been right, slapped him across the face. Goten rubbed his face, and looked like he was going to cry. "Why'd you do that, Trunks?"
"You were starting to annoy me," Trunks answered in a Vegeta-like tone. Goten shuddered, then sighed. "WHAT!?! Why are they just going on their happy little way!?!" Trunks screamed, not caring who (or what) found them in their hiding spot. Goten looked across the street and saw Heero going back to his apartment, and Relena headed towards the Wal-Mart Supercenter.
"So much for the murder, ne Trunks-kun?" Goten asked, grinning. Trunks was about to agree with him, when an idea popped into his evil little head, and made him grin.
"No, Goten," Trunks said, taking the camcorder from Goten and turning it off. "You see, he's going to invite Miss Peacecraft to dinner THEN he'll kill her! It's PERFECT!" Goten thought about what Trunks just said, then nodded in agreement.
"So, this means we get to move on to part two of our documentary/witness to Relena Peacecraft's murder?" Goten asked, and saw his best friend nod his head in agreement...
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A Cliffhanger! Whee! Now, for an explanation....
I know, I haven't been uploading or writing a lot of fics lately, but that's because I've been busy with stuff. (Sigh, the real world sucks... :( ) Therefore, I don't know what I'm going to do about Seventh Grade Teacher?, especially when school is around the corner, ready to start anytime now. ;_; Basically, I'm trying to say that future parts of Seventh Grade Teacher? are going to continue being few and far in between... ;_; Sorry! I might even just give up writing the fic.... :(
Oh well, enough of that crap! Did you like this first installment of this omake? Tell me in the review, please!
