Ah...chapter two! I hope you guys like it! And if you guy s
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"You're home late. Or should I say early?"
Heero sneered at the abnoxious remark issued from his american
roomate.
"Well? Where were you?"
Heero payed him no attention, and continued on his way, down
the hall to his room.
"Heero!" The braided boy cried, in an attempt to get his attention.
"It is none of your buisness, Duo." Heero replied in his stoic voice.
"I don't get you! Why don't you just go up to her?! I bet she knows
you're following her!" Heero rolled his eyes, he had heard all this
before,"The longer you wait, the harder it will be, my friend."
"Shut up, Duo!"
Heero slamed the door to his room before the american pilot
could replie. He sighed, and threw himself on his bed, contemplating
Duo's words. He let roll around in his head for awhile before he came
to the dreadful conclusion that Duo was right. But how could he just
do it, just go tell her? He knew she thoguht he was dead, and with
her illness such news might...he didn't want t think about it. Maybe,
maybe he was overatting himself, maybe she would treat it like anyother
kind of news. Yet, he knew that was a lie, she had designated a day
in his honor. He came to the conclusion that he was a horrible coward.
Perhaps tomorrow, he thoguht. Perhaps I'll go to her resturant.
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"Why are you here?" Heero voiced, annoyed.
"I wanna' see what this girl looks like, and besides, this is one of
the best resturaunts around. Do you really think I would pass up
something where food was involved?" Duo finished, a lopsided grin on
his face.
Around them buzzed a busy resturant. The two had waited
nearly a half hour to get a booth, in which they now sat.
"Go home." Heero whispered harshly
"No." Duo's answer was simple. He waited for a heated replie, but
Heero's mind was in another place. A small scuffle between a young
woman an elder man.
"No!" she said to man, her face flushed with frustration.
"Please Makoto! Today's to busy, we don't have enough waitresses!"
he pleaded helplessly.
"I'm a chef, not a waitress! All I want is my paycheck." she looked
at him.
"Please." His old eyes twinkled with hope.
Makoto glared at him,"I better be getting payed overtime for
this!" she yelled to him as she went to the back to get an apron.
"Thank you!" the man beamed.
Duo watched as the girl dissapeared into the the kitchen,"Is
that her? She's gorgeous! No wonder you keep tabs on her."
"That's not why I do it, Duo."
He sighed at the blue eyed boy,"I know."
Makoto approached their table,"Ready to order?" she asked
polietly.
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Duo looked at Heero helplessy,"Please?" Duo begged, holding
open his empty wallet. "I don't haave any money."
"To bad!, I'm not paying for your meal." His emotionless voice
answered.
Makoto stood, watching the see unfold, from behind the counter.
Slowly, she made her way their table, and knelt beside it.
"If I may intervene," she began," I'll tell you what, since I'm working
extra today, I'll for your meals. In exchange, you come back on a
Monday, Wendesday, Thursday, or every other Sunday afternoon. Those
are htey days I'm cooking. You see, I'm really a chef here." She
smiled at them,"So? We have a deal?"
"Deal!" Duo screeched, ignoring the objections from Heero.
"Great!" She winked, leaving the table with there dirty plates.
Suddenly she stopped.
"Hey, Wait!" she called to the retreating men,"What are your names?"
Duo looked at her confused,"Why?"
She smiled,"Well, when you come in, I wanna' know, and how am
I going to if I don't know your names?"
"Good point." Duo grinned,"I'm Duo Maxwell, and this is Heero Yuy."
Suddenly, Makoto dropped the plates, causing a large crashing
sound to ring threw the resturant. She bent down to start picking the
up,"Oops," she laughed nervously,"I'm such a clutz." Heero glared
down at Duo, and bent down to her level.
"Can we help you?" He asked, his voice unusaully soft.
"No! No. Just go. I'm fine."
Heero nodded, and left, dragging a rueful Duo behind him.
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Makoto sat in her small apartment, poking at the stiches on the
inside of her left index finger. She had cut herself picking up the
plates. Slowly, she re-wrapped it, and snuggled into the couch,
pulling her towel-like bathrobe close. Her relaxed world was shaken
when the phone rang. Gingerly, she reached over her head, picking the
portable phone from it's stand on the end-table beside her. "Hello?"
she answered grogily.
"Makoto!" The voice shreiked.
"Hi Usagi." her voice was husk.
"Makoto, are you all right? You don't sound to good." Usagi's voice
echoed with worry.
"Yah, yah. I'm fine." Makoto's voice began to shake. She attempted
to hold back the emotions that threatened to render her speechless.
"No, Makoto. Tell me what's wrong. What's going on? Are you sick
again, if you are, I'll be right there!" Makoto smiled slightly at
the blonde girls asumptions.
"No Usagi, I'm not sick again. I just had a strange run in with this
guy today."
"Did he hurt you! I'll kill 'em! I'll have Mamouru kick his ass!"
"Uasagi!" Makoto shouted at her, she had never heard Usagi talk quite
like that.
"Nothing like that, he just, he had the name of someone I lost awhile
ago. It just made me sad. I thought only...well, nevermind. It
doesn't matter. It was just, odd, I guess."
There was a long silence on the phone,"Usagi? Are you there?"
"I'm coming to visit you."
"What?!" Makoto nearly fell off the couch,"I'm supposed to come there.
You're gettng married in a few weeks!"
"Eh. Mamouru can handle it. I'll see you in a few days." She
giggled.
"You are one in a million Usag-" her words were cut off by a sharp
knock on the door.
"Makoto?"
"Sorry Usagi, there's somebody at the door. I've got to go. Call with
details and I'll pick you up at thr shuttle port."
"Okay, See ya' Makoto."
Makoto hung up the phone, and mad her way to the door as
another knock thundered through her tiny apartment. Approaching the
door, she remembered she was wearing her bathrobe,"Just a minute!" she
called. Quickly, she threw it aside, luckily for her, she was till in
her clothes from work. Gingerly, she turned the knob of the door. It
slowly revealed, a young man. He stared at her with firery eyes
through his limp hair. Every once in awhile, th colony got "rain".
She instintly froze at his sight. She couldn't fathom what to do.
"What are you doing here?!" she huskly asked.
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Well, that's chapter two, I hope you guys enjoyed! Anyway, I'll be
moving on with it, so please! Keep those reviews coming!
