Title: In Disguise 2/6?

Author: Canisa

Pairing: Meiran+5 lead to 5+Meiran and ^__^ 1+2/2+1 !!!!

Warning: AU (NO GUNDAMS!!! Just the gw boys). Shonen ai. Cross-dressing, attempted sap.

Note: This story is inspired from yoshizumi wataru's manga. Well, at least the concept ^__^ have to do some changes to fit our GW boys in it ^__^;;;

Quick Summary

Because of the crowding, Duo Maxwell was disguised as a girl in order to transfer to his half sister's (Meiran) boarding school for "protective measure". Not knowing exactly whom Meiran's has a crush on, he boldly marched into the basketball practice...

Chapter 2 --- Misunderstanding ---

Duo Maxwell was not a happy camper.

Not that he was losing or anything. It was just that he hated surprises. What he thought was going to be an easy game was developing into a blood battle. The Asian-looking kid was surprisingly good, despite his bony body build.

Duo specialized in elusiveness. His long legs and slender body usually gave him the speed he needed to surpass anyone on the court. But his opponent was catching up with him and seemed to know exactly what his next move was.

Duo strained a confident smile as he faked to the left before he sprinted to the right, a winning trick he did all the time back when he played with his buddies. But his Asian-looking opponent was not so easily tricked.

Block

Duo fell back to his defending position, his precious basketball dribbling close to his body while his one arm stuck out to kept his enemy at a distance.

Duo Maxwell was definitely not a happy camper.

Maybe it was because of the damn fake breast padding in front of his chest that was slowing him down. They were the burden he had totally forgotten before he provoked the dual.

Duo gritted his teeth, not caring that he was supposed to be a female at this point. He stared into the cold blue eyes, studying the blank expression of his opponent, trying to figure out what he was thinking.

How the hell did Merian find him attractive? He looked like a damn robot. Cute. Yes. Handsome. Sure. But his personality sucked. Did he ever smile? Did he even enjoy the game he was playing? Wasn't it tiring to keep a face as frozen as his? Duo just could not see Meiran and him having a good relationship together.

Duo recalled when he had stepped into the gym, this guy was the first person that popped into his view.

Asian. Good-looking with serious expression. Basketball player.

Exactly fit the description from Merian's letter. It was so easy to spot that it was like picking a red rose out of a bed of other ugly yellow flowers.

Though Duo wondered how the hell an Asian like him could have such beautiful cobalt eyes. They were so captivating that it was almost distracting. Almost, because Duo Maxwell was the God of basketball and he never let anything like that stood in the way of winning. Maybe those eyes were the reason why Meiran had a crush on him because he would have...

All right, enough of sidetrack.

Duo dribbled his ball hard on the floor one last time and suddenly launched forward. Seeing his opponent immediately stood in his path as expected, Duo grinned. His sneaker made a high pitch noise against the hard floor, muffling the sound of the bouncing basketball as he spun around to the other direction and sprinted past the Asian player. "Come and get me!" He laughed, keeping his precious ball under his control by his side. His long chestnut hair was barely held back by the wristband behind his head. Sweat soaked hair glued to his forehead as he ran cross the court toward the basket.

It was not like he couldn't do a 3-point shot, but for a game like this, it was just way too boring. Duo wanted action and excitement. He glanced back at his tailing opponent. Duo smiled. He was fast, as fast as Duo was running, but too bad that Duo started first.

"Too slow! Too slow!" Duo screamed in triumph as he jumped high in the air, the ball at the tip of his fingers as he released it. The ball accurately bounced off the backboard and went straight into the basketball clean.

Duo just loved the silence that followed his scoring. He could just picture the audience was in awe of his performance.

"4 to 3!" Duo smirked as he passed the ball to the expressionless Asian, who caught the ball with a snappy motion.

Oh yeah, he was fuming. Duo's smirk spread wider as he watched the Asian turned and marched to the line. Didn't he say he would kick anyone's ass? Want Meiran? You better beat me in basketball and prove you were worthy first!

But then, according to Meiran, he didn't even know she existed yet!

Ah, minor details. He would approve this guy in advance.

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Arriving late, Meiran was puzzled by a wall of people standing at the entrance of the gym. There were not just the usual screaming, annoying fan groups, but also guys from neighboring sport clubs. Puzzled, she stood on the tip of her toes as she tried to catch a glimpse of the excitement on the court. But as petite as she was, her effort was totally wasted. Biting down her lips, she decided to venture into the mass using her elbows and shoulders as weapons. It was then, she started to hear the conversation circling among the people.

"The girl is winning!" A guy whispered to his friend. "She is beating that Heero Yuy!"

"Holy Shit! That girl is good!"

"Who the heck is that girl? Is she new?"

Meiran frowned while she tried hard to squeeze through the wall of people. Their conversation was starting to give her a bad feeling.

"Relena-sama!! Are you okay? Please open your eyes!"

Merian turned and was just in time to see the most beautiful, elegant girl of their high school, Relena Peacecraft, fainted to the side, supported by her followers. Her usual rosy cheeks were now drained of color.

Bizarre. Things were definitely starting to become bizarre. Meiran did not like this at all. A nagging feeling was starting to surface.

Duo.

It must be Duo. She could hear the sound of the running sneakers and bouncing balls on the court. Knowing Duo, who was the voted the MVP last year in the Division I of California State [1], was probably on the court now.

God knows what he was doing!

She should not have mentioned the basketball at all. She should not have mentioned ANYTHING!

Growling softly, Meiran buried her fingers in her hair, mentally kicking herself for being such a big mouth. She could just picture him trying to challenge her crush. She could just see how he was going to make a fool out of him.. and HER!!!

Darn it, DUO!!

"WATCH IT!"

"Eh?" Meiran looked up just in time to see a hand stuck in front of her face, blocking a basketball that was originally aimed at her. Meiran tumbled back in reflex, loosing her balance, and fell back on the floor. "Awww.." Meiran winced, fully feeling the pain in her bottom. She quickly sat up, aware that she was wearing her skirt.

"Take my hand."

A calm voice that was familiarly deep.

Meiran looked up and gasped.

It was him.

Her cheek was suddenly colored in crimson red.

He was looking down at her. and only her..

Meiran could almost see her own reflection in his beautiful black eyes. A mild concern look on his face as he extended his hand. His shoulder length black hair was now tied behind his head tightly. His lean muscle was exposed under his jersey. He looked damn good.

And he was looking straight at her ...

Did she mention that she could see her own reflection in those two black eyes?

Meiran reached out her hand shyly. The thought of their hands touching was enough to stop her breathing...

"Meiran!!! God I am so sorry. Are you okay?"

Like a burst bubble, Meiran was forcefully pulled back reality. Her eyes focused as she watched her half brother pushed her crush aside and kneeled next to her. His hand was her shoulder.

"Thank God the ball didn't hit you when it bounced off the rim! Shit! It could have knock you out and give you a concussion!"

Hiding her disappointment, Meiran looked past her brother and watched her crush walked away. Somehow, she felt pain in her chest. She was in love. How else would she explain this feeling? She must be in love..

"Meiran?"

"Unmm.." The man of her dream was walking back to his teammates now. He picked up the basketball on the floor. His biceps tightened...

"Meiran!! Did the ball hit you?"

A forceful shake by her shoulder made Meiran snapped out of her dreaming state. "Duo?" Meiran frowned as she looked at Duo's uniform. For a brief moment, she almost forgot her brother had just transferred to her school to make her life a living hell...

"Come'on. I will take you to the nurse office to check you out."

Meiran nodded weakly before she felt her body being swept up. She wrapped her arms around her brother's neck.

Disappointment was a heart-aching experience she dared not to tell Duo.

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Heero Yuy stood in the middle of the court, watching his opponent rushed to the fallen girl's side. She kneeled, her long chestnut colored hair trailed down the floor like spilled water. Her movement was not pretentiously graceful but efficient. Her expression was open and honest.

Heero Yuy had never seen anyone like this before.

Heero Yuy had never played a game like this before.

Heero Yuy had never been challenged like this before.

//"Get off the court. You cannot stand here."//

//"Why not? You owned it?"//

//"No."//

//"Then why should I?"//

//"This court is reserved for basketball team practice."//

//"I don't know about this reservation shit. Why'd you say if we duel it out to see who -deserve-this court? You know, one on one, the strongest survives?"//

//"This court is already reserved for basketball team practice."//

//"Did you hear me at all? Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth [2]? I want to have a one on one. Whoever wins, stay in the court."//

//"No. This court is already reserved for basketball team practice."//

//"You always talk this much? Let's see it. See if you can beat a girl like me."//

Heero Yuy remembered that it was after that conversation she reached toward him unexpectedly and took off his left wristband.

For the first time, he was surprised, an unknown feeling spread cancerously throughout his body. He knew fully well, at that fraction of second, his usual expressionless face was suddenly exercising parts of muscles that he usually did not use. For the first time, he actually felt his heart beat in his chest and that his blood boiled in his veins.

In Heero Yuy's cobalt eyes, he saw nothing but the mysterious girl with long chestnut hair that reached her waist; the girl who stolen his wristband for binding her hair. The girl who rivaled his basketball skill. The girl who possessed none of the traits he thought a girl possessed.

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Duo was exhausted. After enduring hours of scolding from his younger half sister, he finally dragged his feet to his new home.

Believe this, facing a bad tempered Meiran was worse than being hit by a truck speed at 100 mph.

Duo shuddered to recall her furious glare when she was yelling at him for the possibility of embarrassing both of them on the basketball court. But to Duo's relieve, Meiran did not seem to catch his true intention of checking and testing the Asian out for her.

Sighing loudly, Duo reached to where his pockets usually located but found none. Confused, he looked down to search and finally realized that he had no more pants but a skirt that had no useful function but to make his slender legs looked delicious to other hungry males.

Duo slipped into depression uncharacteristically.

Why the hell did he come here and dressed up like a girl for?!

Meiran yelled at him for coming to protect her from the evil men. Other girls glared at him for being their potential rivals. And the guys he met only drooled after him for reasons he knew fully well.

Sighing even loudly, Duo dug into his book bag and fished out the room key.

The highlight of his day was perhaps the matching game with that Asian player.

At that thought, Duo smiled.

Now that was a really good game. He hadn't played a game like that for a long time. Though there were a lot of good players in his school that could potentially match his skills, people tended to become intimidated because of all the titles and fame that were attached to his famous name.

Oh, wait. Enough of sidetrack. He was supposed to be doing this for Meiran, not for his own enjoyment. Now, where was he. Yes. Now that the Asian's basketball skill was confirmed (a skill that defined the manliness of a male!), he needed to proceed to the next stage. He needed to know him better. What he likes? What he did for pastime. Was he a dirty little teenager who was controlled by his hormone. though. looking back, the Asian did not seem to be the type. Hell, Duo even doubted that he could find any porn if he hacked into his personal computer.

Actually, that was a good idea. He WOULD hack into his computer and see what his hobbies were.

Right. He probably would just find a lot school essays or something.

Boring.

Duo selected out the room key and jammed it into the doorknob roughly while his mind was still on Asian until he opened the door, Duo's jaw immediately dropped to the floor.

"Holy.." Duo half covered his mouth as the key chains dropped on the floor.

Right there, in the center of the room, Duo was greeted with a huge poster of the Asian he played basketball with today. The Asian who was Meiran's love interest.

And it was a huge, in-your-face like of poster that occupied the whole wall.

Duo buried his face in his hand.

Relena Peacecraft, his new roommate. Was she a nut-case? This was beyond obsession! Normally, Duo could deal with all kind of people. Let it be annoying, whining, smart-ass talking, arrogant or shy, Duo Maxwell would conquer them all. But this! It would definitely be hard to get along with an obsessive type! 'cause those type of people refused to listen! It was like that they lived in their bubbles and never had any grasp of reality!

God! This was going to be a living hell for him!

Duo immediately flashbacked to the suspicious smile on Meiran's face when he had mentioned Relena's name.

Did Meiran know that Relena was her rival?

Was that why she smiled? Because she wanted his help? Now that he was this . this nut-case's roommate, he would be able to monitor her for Meiran.

That must be it.

Duo mentally made a note. After he have deemed the Asian guy worthy, his next mission would be to keep this Relena Peacecraft away from his beloved sister's love interest.

Duo walked up heavily and studied the boy on the huge poster. He recognized that intensive blue stare and the carelessly tosselled brown hair.

Duo chuckled. He wondered if the person who took this picture was still alive because the boy in the picture was giving out this death glare that could easily kill any man on sight.

What kind of girl put this kind of picture in her room? Though he would admit that the glaring boy in the picture was strangely attractive in a way.

Duo shook his head as he agilely flipped onto his top bunk bed.

Whatever. Sleep comes first and thinking comes later.

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After spending the rest of her afternoon in the nurse office, Relean Peacecraft finally made it back to her room.

She had fainted in the gym today, partly because the new girl was actually beating Heero, shattering her perfect image of Heero. But mostly because she caught something from her beloved's face that made her head spun in all direction.

A smile.

A radiant smile that came from her usual stoic Heero when he stole the basketball from his opponent's hand.

A smile that should only be reserved for her and only her.

A smile that surfaced and faded so quickly that it could have been imaginary on Relena's part.

But Relena knew the truth. She knew what she saw and the result was her fainting in the arms of her followers.

Heero Yuy was hers and no one else's. He loved her in his own quiet way. He had saved her when she had almost drown in the pool.

He must have loved her or else he wouldn't be the first one to dive in to save her.

But this new girl. She came and shattered her world into million of pieces.

Relena took out her key and inserted into the keyhole. The door came open without her turning the key.

Relena frowned for she was sure she had locked the door. It was then, she remembered. She had gotten a mail from the Principle that there would be a new roommate for her.

A new girl.

Relena felt her head became light again as she struggled to steady herself against the doorframe.

Could it be?

Breathing hard, she opened the door all the way. Immediately, she saw two luggages laid next to the usual empty desk.

Could it be?

She heard a faint snoring coming from the top bunk bed. She looked up and saw few strands of familiar chestnut hair dangling on the edge of the bed.

Could it be?

Biting down her lips, fighting the spinning sensation in her head, she climbed up the ladder. Holding on to the rail tightly, she looked down at the source of the faint snoring. There was definitely a person under the comforter.

COULD IT BE?

Determined, Relena reached out and grabbed the edge of the comforter tightly. She yanked it off in an unlady-like manner that she would never have displayed in front of her followers.

And there, she saw her, sprawling carelessly on the bed, one arm behind her head while the other laid across her abdomen. Her loose T-shirt rolled up slightly, revealing her navel. Her head slightly turned to the wall, strands of her silky hair spilled on the bed. Her mouth slightly open and her chest rise and fell in sync of her breathing.

Even when she was sleeping, an aura of beauty radiated off her like ocean waves.

The world immediately turned black as Relena fell backwards, loosing her grip on the rail of the bed. She landed heavily and loudly on the carpet. The world spun even more before she a pair of widened violet eyes staring down her.

Relena lost herself in the embrace of darkness.

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[1] I made this up...

[2] LOL, from Rush Hour