Title: In Disguise 5/6
Author: Canisa
Pairing: Lead to.Meiran+5 and ..^__^ 1+2!!!!
Warning: AU (NO GUNDAMS!!! Just the gw boys). **Violence** and ** VERBAL ABUSE!!!*** Shounen 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:
To check out his half-sister's (Meiran) crush, Duo boldly transferred to her boarding school without her consent and disguised as a female student because there was no more bed for a boy.
Thinking that Heero Yuy was Meiran's crush, Duo befriended to the Japanese youth but only to find out that Heero harbored feelings for him. Wanting to protect Meiran's feeling, Duo rejected him.
Note: This fic is dedicated to Makoto who generously drew a picture for In Disguise ^__^.
Chapter 5 ---Revelation ---
Duo Maxwell sat on the edge of the bleacher. His body slightly leaned forward as he intertwined his fingers together tightly on his lap. His violet eyes watched the basketball court with masked wariness.
//"Could we still be friends?"//
// A stern icy look returned the answer. //
The crowd around him cheered as their basketball team slammed the ball and scored, catching up with their opponent finally since the last quarter. A faint victorious smile could be seen on the Chinese player's usual stern face as he high-fived with his teammates. The crowd went wild. Shouting and pushing, they stood and jumped on the bleachers
//"Heero. Please understand. I can't . not because I don't ..feel the same.. but."//
//"No. I don't understand." Again, an icy look void of emotion accompanied the terse words.//
But Duo Maxwell still sat stiffly on the bleacher in the corner. His fingers were now intertwined so hard that his knuckle was starting to turn a shade of blue. His eyes were now focusing on the quiet Japanese player who stood on the edge of the court. He did not join his teammate for a short celebration. He just stood there, isolated, with an expressionless face that told the world that he was only an observer.
//"So what are we going to do now? Can we at least be friendly with each other?"//
//"You are no different than anyone."//
//"What do you mean?"//
//"You are no different than anyone to me. You are no longer special."//
//"Heero.. please..."//
There was a reason why Duo Maxwell did not like to lie, why he was a firm believer of telling the truth. Because lying sucked. Because lying always ate his heart away.
And most of all, lying often accompanied misery and guilt that threatened to destroy his very essence of being Duo Maxwell.
The image would always stay. He could still remember vividly the pain of watching the love of his life turned and walked away and not able to say or do anything to beg him stay.
For the first time since receiving the death of his parents, Duo Maxwell wanted to cry.
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"What's the matter with you, Yuy?" The Chinese player glanced at his teammate who was sitting next to him on the bench.
The Japanese player said nothing. In stead, he grabbed a bottle of water from an assistant. He lifted up the bottle, gulping down the water swiftly before he tossed the water bottle toward the basket few feet away from him.
The empty bottle danced around the rim of the trash basket before it bounced off and landed on the ground, rolling.
The Chinese player raised his eyebrow, watching his Japanese friend dried his mouth with the back of his hand. Without saying anything, the Chinese player stood up, noticing that the countdown clock was approaching zero for the second half of the game to start. "Yuy." He briefly eyed the girl sitting on the edge of the bleacher in the stadium. He could pick out that long chestnut hair easily from a myriad crowd. "We need this game." He watched the Japanese player with a sealed concern. The unspoken words of wanting him to snap out of his dream world were hidden behind his calm composure.
Pressing his lips tightly, the Japanese player stood up abruptly. He grabbed the towel around his neck and threw it on the ground. He walked pass the Chinese player without acknowledgement and stepped onto the court.
The warning buzz chose this moment to sound, signaling the beginning of the second half. The players immediately reached their position. They slightly hunched forward, getting ready for the blood battle. The score was now equal. What was done was in the past. The real game was just begun. Both teams knew they needed this game to get into the division play- off.
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Relena Peacecraft sat in the front row of the bleachers, being as close to her love as possible. She watched Heero positioned himself. She focused the concentrated eyes of her love and was drown in that sea of blue.
Beautiful.
Absolutely beautiful.
She traced down the muscle that were generously revealed under that thin jersey. He was hers and no one else's. Though he was stolen briefly from her by that barbarian girl, he was returned. Hearing the rumor of their break-up circling in the school, she knew that she would always the victorious one and there was nothing to fear.
Though... after watching the game so far, Relena was lightly concerned. Relena Peacecraft was not much of a sport player. However, her skill in tactics made her a good analyst of basketball games. And because of that, Relena knew Heero Yuy was not doing too well. In fact, she could sense that he was not at all in the game for the first half. If it were not for Wufei Chang to hold the team together, the score would have looked even uglier.
She frowned as she watched her Heero lost another ball to the other team.
This was not the Heero Yuy she knew. The one she knew so well was so invincible that no one could have beat him even if they tried. Her Heero Yuy was untouchable. Not by her, not by anyone..
Relena bit down her lips.
Except her, that Duo Maxwell who challenged him and won, the Duo Maxwell who came out of nowhere and claimed him and changed him. Now, even though Duo Maxwell was out of the picture, Relena could sense that the damage was already done. Her super Heero was forever changed. He was no longer the God-like unstoppable Heero he used to be.
Duo Maxwell was the fault of everything. Heero Yuy was supposed to be perfect.
Relena wanted her Heero back, the Heero who cared for nothing and no one.
Relena's delicate fingers grabbed onto the silky skirt tightly. She turned her head and immediately spotted the chestnut-haired girl sitting in the corner. She watched her flawless ivory face. She watched the way her violet eyes concentrated and followed a certain player on the court.
For the first time, Relena allowed herself to display hatred in her eyes publicly.
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Meiran Maxwell was utterly puzzled. Sitting next to Duo, she had completely forgotten about the game. She was so sure that Duo liked Heero. But the rumor of them breaking up reached her and she was confused.
She was so sure that Heero Yuy liked Duo also. For the longest time she could remember, Heero Yuy never befriended with anyone. Even with Wufei Chang, Meiran suspected that was only acknowledgement of respect but no true friendship. That was the difference between Wufei and Heero. Wufei valued honor more than anything. He would protect and honor those who earned his respect. The Chinese might not be a sappy one who declared his royalty verbally, but he would demonstrate his feeling willingly with firm action. He acted on his beliefs. He was in control of his feelings.
Heero, on the other hand, valued nothing, especially when it came to himself. For one reason or another, Heero Yuy relinquished his rights of being a human. He let the other to have the responsibility of controlling his life. The Japanese joined the basketball team because the coach took the initiative and told him that his unusually quick response and agility would make him a good player. Even the captain title was bestowed on him when the coach determined that he would be the one. Heero Yuy never competed with the title for he was always the passive one.
But when her brother entered his life, Meiran swore she saw changes in Heero's behavior. She saw the way Heero Yuy smiled faintly at Duo's silly comments. She had watched the Japanese boy scolded at Duo for procrastinating his homework.
Heero Yuy, who never had cared for anyone, was frowning at Duo for getting a C on his last history test.
Meiran knew what a person looked like when he was in love. Her assessment of Heero and Duo falling in love with each other was confirmed as she noticed the depressed Duo and watched Heero playing basketball like he was playing for the first time of his life.
What happened?
Meiran screamed in her head.
WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!
For the first time in her life, she missed the moment of Wufei Chang slammed the ball into the basket and earned their team another precious point. She could only focus on her miserable brother and the Japanese player on the court and nothing else.
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"Feeling a bit cramped?" Alex Mueller, the star player of OZ High, sneered maliciously. Standing more than 6 foot tall, Alex felt that this Japanese opponent before him was as threatening as a cute little bunny. "Lover-boy, why don't you just give me the ball already. You know I will eventually get it from you!" Alex smirked, extending his arms before his opponent, almost touching but not quite. He would not want to be kicked out of the game.
The Japanese player said nothing. He only glared at him. But Alex could see his mind was somewhere, because he wasn't jogging his ball as fast as he had seen on the video of his previous games.
"What, dumped by your chick, lover boy?" Alex smirked as he tried to reach for the ball. But the Japanese was just a bit faster. Alex missed.
The Japanese player immediately changed his direction, his back toward Alex, trying to protect his possession.
Not giving up, Alex pressed his body close to his opponent, not allowing any space for Heero to move or pass the ball to his teammates. "Your bitch is not bad looking. How did she taste?" Alex deliberately licked his lips, making sure it would get onto his opponent's nerve. "I sure would find out tonight."
As he expected, the Japanese player tensed briefly before he broke free of him. Alex watched in satisfaction as he knew fully that his opponent had miscalculated his action for as soon as Heero sprinted past his right, Alex's other teammate was already there waiting for him.
Alex laughed as he watched his teammate stole the ball from the infamous Heero Yuy.
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Wufei scowled. He did not know what the hell the tall OZ player was saying to Heero but he sure noticed that Heero was restless. He was not concentrating on the game but was firing up by whatever comment his opponent was making. Wufei could see the tensed muscle on the Japanese's body.
Heero was like an arrow on a tensed bow waiting to be released.
This was not good. Their captain was not in his best of judgment at this point.
Wufei deliberately moved closer his Japanese friend, while still keeping an eye out for his opponent. The Chinese player had a feeling that this game was going to turn out very ugly.
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"So, Duo Maxwell is her name." Alex smirked as he replayed his newly found information to his already tensed Japanese opponent. "Sure is pretty." Alex made sure he let his lustful look fully displayed on his malicious face. "Up there to the right with that long chestnut hair correct?"
Alex wondered how much it would take to break that impassive look on his face.
"You know what am I going to do to her tonight?"
The Japanese player tried to fake to the right but Alex recognized it and blocked him off effectively.
"I am going to give her what you couldn't give her."
The Japanese player crouched down lower as he jogged the ball between his legs. His cold blue eyes were trying to pin him down.
But Alex was used to threats. Being a member of street gang, threats like this meant nothing to him.
"I am going to make her scream so loud that she can't even hear her voice."
The Japanese player's breathing was heavy and low and Alex knew it sure wasn't from the game.
"I am going to lick and nip every inch of her skin, make her writhe under my touch and scream my name."
Alex smirked. He swore he saw a flicker of anger in those cold blue eyes.
"I am going to fuck her so hard that she think she is in the ..."
Suddenly, Alex felt a burning sensation on his cheek as he lost his balance, landing on the floor heavily. His body sprawled on the floor with his head thrown back. Pain traveled through his body before he felt someone had grabbed his collar and yanked him upward. Still feeling disoriented from the fall, Alex's arms and his lower body trailed down the floor as his head was forced to be steady. His eyes went wide as they were connected with a coldest pair of blue eyes he had ever seen.
"Don't. Even. THINK. About. Touching. Duo." The Japanese player who towered over him at this moment enunciated the words with venom.
Alex's mind went blank for a second before his thoughts were fully returned. Instead of fear, Alex suddenly smiled. Licking his injured lips and tasting the iron taste in his mouth, Alex knew he caught his captor with his unexpected behavior. Taking advantage of his surprise, Immediately, he tightened his hands and swung it upward.
His fists connected with the soft tissue of the Japanese player's stomach. He watched his opponent opened his jaw and the lovely grunted sound.
Alex laughed. He jumped into a standing positing and charged.
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"SHIT!!!" Wufei cursed. As soon as he saw Heero threw the ball on the ground and curled up his fingers, Wufei knew they were in trouble and there was nothing or anyone who could have prevented it.
"SHIITTT!!!"
The chaos broke loose as soon as the OZ player charged toward Heero. Wufei knew he needed to get Heero out of there before he got into more trouble. Picking a fight in the middle of the game would only guarantee his expel. Wufei did not want to see Heero got kicked out of the school.
But before Wufei could get to Heero in time, he suddenly felt heavy in his head and landed forward. He smashed into the floor, feeling only slight pain before he lost his consciousness to the darkness.
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"WUFEI!!!"
Duo Maxwell immediately stopped in his track as he heard the word came out of his frantic sister. "Wufei?" Duo watched his sister ran down the stadium toward the basketball court. "WUFEI?!!" His sister was not heading to the direction of Heero Yuy.
Startled, Duo tore his eyes away from Heero and searched for the Chinese player. The Chinese who was Asian and a basketball player.
The Chinese who happened to fit the damn description in his sister's letter.
"FUCK!!!" Duo cursed as everything clicked in his feeble mind. Meiran's words and her action suddenly played back in his mind with a whole new interpretation.
"SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!!!" Duo ran down the isles. He tried to elbowed people so that he could pass them but the crowd was just too thick. He could not even get his foot pass the first wall of people in front of him.
Whistle sound started to echoed in the room as security people started to rush in. The place was in chaos.
Duo Maxwell's mind was in chaos.
"SHIT!!! SHIT!!! SHIT!!!!! Let me through!! LET ME THROUGH!!!!"
//"I thought you knew."//
People were now piling on each other now. Everyone's body were pressed with each other so tightly that no one could have able to lift their fingers. Buried in the middle of this wall of people, Duo had lost sight of Heero Yuy. He could not see anything on the court. Hell, he could hardly see anything.
//"I thought you knew I like you."//
"Heero!!!" Duo screamed as he tried to push his way in like everyone else. His muscle ached. His feet ached as they have been stepped on numerous of time. Duo was moving painfully inch by inch. He did not give up. He could not give up.
//"I want you"//
He could not fail Heero. Duo wanted him as much as Heero wanted Duo. To fail was unacceptable. It was unthinkable.
//"You do not think I am good enough for you."//
"Heero!! HEEROO!!!!" When Duo finally reached the edge of the court, another wall of security guards had stopped him. "Let me through1!! Let me through!!!" Duo screamed. He peered between the security guard. He barely saw his Heero being ===escorted== by two security guards on the side. The Japanese was facing side way to him and Duo could see blood running down his cheek. "Let me through!!! I need to get through!! Heeroo!!!!" Duo screamed, desperately tried to catch Heero's attention but the stadium was full of shouting as well. Duo could only watch Heero Yuy being led by one security guard while his hands were bounded behind his back by another.
//"You are no longer special."//
Out of desperation, Duo screamed again. "Heero!!!" His tears tricked down his cheek freely as he did his best to yell toward Heero Yuy. " I love you!!! I love you more than anything!! Just look at me one more time!!! Heero Yuy!!!, I love you!!!.. I love you. I love.you.. only you..."
Duo dropped on the floor weakly as he sobbed. "I love you.. I fucking love you... " He buried his face in his palm for Heero Yuy was no longer in the stadium. He was already led out of the door.
Duo pounded his fists on the ground. "I love you, Heero. " He muttered out the words that could never be heard by the person he loved.
Heero Yuy had never turned back to see his tears.
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"What's the meaning of this?" The principle glared at the Japanese youth in front of him, who still in his bloody basketball uniform. The security guard had taken the young man straight to his office. "Heero Yuy, I am disappointed in you. You, of all people, should know that it is not right to pick a fight, let along in the middle of the game. ."
The Japanese youth only stared at the principle with disinterest.
"Don't you know that the penalty of picking a fight is expel from school?"
The Japanese youth continued to stared at him without leaking any of his thoughts.
The principle sighed. He smoothed the white silver hair, softening his voice a bit. "Heero, you are the top student of our school. Your skill in basketball had already won us last quarter's division championship. Heero Yuy, you are not making this easy on any of us."
The Japanese face was stoic like a doll made of porcelain.
"I will make this deal with you, Heero." The principle pushed a sheet of school official stationary and a pen toward the student. "Write an apology letter for me to give to the principle of OZ High and maybe a week of detention then we will forget about this incident."
The Japanese youth ignored the offer.
"It will not even show on your record, if that's what you want. Please understand my position, Heero. I am on your side but I can't do this all by myself."
The youth lifted the corner of his mouth slightly, a rare mocking smile on his face. "What if I refuse?"
The principle widened his eyes. He never have thought the child was this stubborn. He decided to put some threat behind his words. "Then you will get expelled, Heero. You wouldn't want that, would you?" The principle tested.
The Japanese sneered, a defiant look on his face. "Expel me then."
The principle stood from his desk. "Heero!! Think before you say something irresponsible like that. Think about your parents and how disappoint they will feel if they know that you are expelled when you have come this far!!!"
The Japanese youth smirked again before he turned, not answering the principle's words.
Out of desperation, the principle called again. His fists pounded on the redwood desk, trying to make some emphasis. "Isn't there anything that could hold you back here?? Anything at all?"
The student stopped, throwing one last glance at the principle before he reached for the doorknob. "Not any more."
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Dialing the familiar numbers, Duo called again. There was no answer. There was no fucking answer since 2 hours ago.
Frustrated, Duo threw the phone on the wall. "Where the fuck is he?! He couldn't have hurt so bad that they kept him in the hospital for the night.." Duo chewed on his fingers. Suddenly the image of a bloody Heero flashed into his mind.
Duo hopped out of his bed and quickly changed into his T-shirt and shorts. He tied his long chestnut hair into a ponytail for he did not have the time to braid it.
Duo glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 9:47pm right now. He had exactly 13 minutes to sneak into Heero's room and find out exactly what happened before the security check his room by 10pm.
Duo opened the window and jumped.
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Noin was tired. After standing 9 hours straight at the airport ticketing center, she was so ready to go home. But the airline was having a massive laid-offs and the remaining workers were now required to pick up the empty positions to keep the operation running.
Noin sighed. She supposed that she should be glad that she still had the job. She gathered up the last few drops of energy and tried to will the exhaustion to go away. She looked around the waiting area of the gate C- 19, trying to be as professional as she could be.
She noticed that there were only a few passengers waiting for the last flight to San Francisco.
Just 30 minutes and she could be out of here and bathed in a hot tub. Noin yarned, closing her eyes, she stretched her arms out.
"Excuse me."
"Ah!" Startled, Noin quickly gathered her composure before she presented her professional smile. "May I help you, sir?"
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Duo knocked on the window.
There was no reply.
"Screw it." Duo jammed a card under the window, lifting it up slightly so he could slide in a thin metal which he had unfolded from the cloth hanger. He skillfully unlocked the metal lock and pushed the glass upward. Duo climbed into the window.
"Heero?"
Duo looked around the room. The deep blue comforter was still neatly folded on the bed. His textbooks were still on the shelves in their alphabetical orders.
"Hey, kitty kitty?" Duo chuckled nervously.
The computer parts laid around in the corner of his room. His clothes were still in the closet.
"Heero, you here or not?"
The only thing that seems to be missing was the laptop.
Duo sighed, sitting on the bed. It did not seem like Heero had been back at all. Maybe he was still in the nurse office?
Duo laid down on Heero's bed, smelling the faint detergent he remembered so well. "Heero.." Duo turned and buried his face into Heero's comforter. "I love you.. Heero.." He grabbed onto the bed sheet.. "I am right here waiting for you.."
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"May I help you, sir?" Noin looked straight into the cobalt blue eyes of her customer and was mildly shock to see such young passenger in the airport all by himself. At that thought, Noin suddenly kicked herself mentally. This passenger was an Asian, it was hard to tell an Asian's age. Noin could still remember the embarrassment when she had mistook a 35-year- old man for a teenager. It was not a pretty sight.
"I have an electronic ticket."
"May I have your picture ID so I could bring up your information?" Noin smiled with trained professional smile but in her mind, she was doubtful. She distinctively remembered that only 10 minutes ago, she had checked to see if there were any late passengers who hadn't checked into this flight. And Noin was sure that everyone who was scheduled to be on this flight had already checked in.
Receiving the ID card from the customer, Noin suspected that the Asian kid was at the wrong gate.
But her doubt was quickly erased as she stared at a record in front of her.
She doubled check the name and the flight number. No mistake about it, she must have made the mistake earlier since his record was now sitting right in front of her.
Frowning slightly, she pressed the key to print the ticket. She tried to smile as genuinely as possible. "Were you in possession of your luggage at all time?"
"Yes."
"Anyone you don't know has requested you to carry unknown items for them?"
"No."
"Great." Noin took the ticket out of the printer and circled the seat number. "Here you go, Mr. Lowell, we will be boarding in 15 minutes."
Odin Lowell nodded before he took the ticket and walked toward the glass window that could see the airplanes.
Noin followed his movement. She noticed that he carried nothing but a laptop with him. She glanced down at the record and saw he did not check in any luggage either. "Odd.." Noin watched the Asian as he leaned against the window, watching the airplane with his cold blue eyes.
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Let's say it. "Canisa is absolutely evil" ^___^;;;;;;
People begin to see why this fic is titled "In Disguise"?
Now, Duo is not the only one in disguise is he? ^___^
Author: Canisa
Pairing: Lead to.Meiran+5 and ..^__^ 1+2!!!!
Warning: AU (NO GUNDAMS!!! Just the gw boys). **Violence** and ** VERBAL ABUSE!!!*** Shounen 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:
To check out his half-sister's (Meiran) crush, Duo boldly transferred to her boarding school without her consent and disguised as a female student because there was no more bed for a boy.
Thinking that Heero Yuy was Meiran's crush, Duo befriended to the Japanese youth but only to find out that Heero harbored feelings for him. Wanting to protect Meiran's feeling, Duo rejected him.
Note: This fic is dedicated to Makoto who generously drew a picture for In Disguise ^__^.
Chapter 5 ---Revelation ---
Duo Maxwell sat on the edge of the bleacher. His body slightly leaned forward as he intertwined his fingers together tightly on his lap. His violet eyes watched the basketball court with masked wariness.
//"Could we still be friends?"//
// A stern icy look returned the answer. //
The crowd around him cheered as their basketball team slammed the ball and scored, catching up with their opponent finally since the last quarter. A faint victorious smile could be seen on the Chinese player's usual stern face as he high-fived with his teammates. The crowd went wild. Shouting and pushing, they stood and jumped on the bleachers
//"Heero. Please understand. I can't . not because I don't ..feel the same.. but."//
//"No. I don't understand." Again, an icy look void of emotion accompanied the terse words.//
But Duo Maxwell still sat stiffly on the bleacher in the corner. His fingers were now intertwined so hard that his knuckle was starting to turn a shade of blue. His eyes were now focusing on the quiet Japanese player who stood on the edge of the court. He did not join his teammate for a short celebration. He just stood there, isolated, with an expressionless face that told the world that he was only an observer.
//"So what are we going to do now? Can we at least be friendly with each other?"//
//"You are no different than anyone."//
//"What do you mean?"//
//"You are no different than anyone to me. You are no longer special."//
//"Heero.. please..."//
There was a reason why Duo Maxwell did not like to lie, why he was a firm believer of telling the truth. Because lying sucked. Because lying always ate his heart away.
And most of all, lying often accompanied misery and guilt that threatened to destroy his very essence of being Duo Maxwell.
The image would always stay. He could still remember vividly the pain of watching the love of his life turned and walked away and not able to say or do anything to beg him stay.
For the first time since receiving the death of his parents, Duo Maxwell wanted to cry.
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"What's the matter with you, Yuy?" The Chinese player glanced at his teammate who was sitting next to him on the bench.
The Japanese player said nothing. In stead, he grabbed a bottle of water from an assistant. He lifted up the bottle, gulping down the water swiftly before he tossed the water bottle toward the basket few feet away from him.
The empty bottle danced around the rim of the trash basket before it bounced off and landed on the ground, rolling.
The Chinese player raised his eyebrow, watching his Japanese friend dried his mouth with the back of his hand. Without saying anything, the Chinese player stood up, noticing that the countdown clock was approaching zero for the second half of the game to start. "Yuy." He briefly eyed the girl sitting on the edge of the bleacher in the stadium. He could pick out that long chestnut hair easily from a myriad crowd. "We need this game." He watched the Japanese player with a sealed concern. The unspoken words of wanting him to snap out of his dream world were hidden behind his calm composure.
Pressing his lips tightly, the Japanese player stood up abruptly. He grabbed the towel around his neck and threw it on the ground. He walked pass the Chinese player without acknowledgement and stepped onto the court.
The warning buzz chose this moment to sound, signaling the beginning of the second half. The players immediately reached their position. They slightly hunched forward, getting ready for the blood battle. The score was now equal. What was done was in the past. The real game was just begun. Both teams knew they needed this game to get into the division play- off.
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Relena Peacecraft sat in the front row of the bleachers, being as close to her love as possible. She watched Heero positioned himself. She focused the concentrated eyes of her love and was drown in that sea of blue.
Beautiful.
Absolutely beautiful.
She traced down the muscle that were generously revealed under that thin jersey. He was hers and no one else's. Though he was stolen briefly from her by that barbarian girl, he was returned. Hearing the rumor of their break-up circling in the school, she knew that she would always the victorious one and there was nothing to fear.
Though... after watching the game so far, Relena was lightly concerned. Relena Peacecraft was not much of a sport player. However, her skill in tactics made her a good analyst of basketball games. And because of that, Relena knew Heero Yuy was not doing too well. In fact, she could sense that he was not at all in the game for the first half. If it were not for Wufei Chang to hold the team together, the score would have looked even uglier.
She frowned as she watched her Heero lost another ball to the other team.
This was not the Heero Yuy she knew. The one she knew so well was so invincible that no one could have beat him even if they tried. Her Heero Yuy was untouchable. Not by her, not by anyone..
Relena bit down her lips.
Except her, that Duo Maxwell who challenged him and won, the Duo Maxwell who came out of nowhere and claimed him and changed him. Now, even though Duo Maxwell was out of the picture, Relena could sense that the damage was already done. Her super Heero was forever changed. He was no longer the God-like unstoppable Heero he used to be.
Duo Maxwell was the fault of everything. Heero Yuy was supposed to be perfect.
Relena wanted her Heero back, the Heero who cared for nothing and no one.
Relena's delicate fingers grabbed onto the silky skirt tightly. She turned her head and immediately spotted the chestnut-haired girl sitting in the corner. She watched her flawless ivory face. She watched the way her violet eyes concentrated and followed a certain player on the court.
For the first time, Relena allowed herself to display hatred in her eyes publicly.
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Meiran Maxwell was utterly puzzled. Sitting next to Duo, she had completely forgotten about the game. She was so sure that Duo liked Heero. But the rumor of them breaking up reached her and she was confused.
She was so sure that Heero Yuy liked Duo also. For the longest time she could remember, Heero Yuy never befriended with anyone. Even with Wufei Chang, Meiran suspected that was only acknowledgement of respect but no true friendship. That was the difference between Wufei and Heero. Wufei valued honor more than anything. He would protect and honor those who earned his respect. The Chinese might not be a sappy one who declared his royalty verbally, but he would demonstrate his feeling willingly with firm action. He acted on his beliefs. He was in control of his feelings.
Heero, on the other hand, valued nothing, especially when it came to himself. For one reason or another, Heero Yuy relinquished his rights of being a human. He let the other to have the responsibility of controlling his life. The Japanese joined the basketball team because the coach took the initiative and told him that his unusually quick response and agility would make him a good player. Even the captain title was bestowed on him when the coach determined that he would be the one. Heero Yuy never competed with the title for he was always the passive one.
But when her brother entered his life, Meiran swore she saw changes in Heero's behavior. She saw the way Heero Yuy smiled faintly at Duo's silly comments. She had watched the Japanese boy scolded at Duo for procrastinating his homework.
Heero Yuy, who never had cared for anyone, was frowning at Duo for getting a C on his last history test.
Meiran knew what a person looked like when he was in love. Her assessment of Heero and Duo falling in love with each other was confirmed as she noticed the depressed Duo and watched Heero playing basketball like he was playing for the first time of his life.
What happened?
Meiran screamed in her head.
WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!
For the first time in her life, she missed the moment of Wufei Chang slammed the ball into the basket and earned their team another precious point. She could only focus on her miserable brother and the Japanese player on the court and nothing else.
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"Feeling a bit cramped?" Alex Mueller, the star player of OZ High, sneered maliciously. Standing more than 6 foot tall, Alex felt that this Japanese opponent before him was as threatening as a cute little bunny. "Lover-boy, why don't you just give me the ball already. You know I will eventually get it from you!" Alex smirked, extending his arms before his opponent, almost touching but not quite. He would not want to be kicked out of the game.
The Japanese player said nothing. He only glared at him. But Alex could see his mind was somewhere, because he wasn't jogging his ball as fast as he had seen on the video of his previous games.
"What, dumped by your chick, lover boy?" Alex smirked as he tried to reach for the ball. But the Japanese was just a bit faster. Alex missed.
The Japanese player immediately changed his direction, his back toward Alex, trying to protect his possession.
Not giving up, Alex pressed his body close to his opponent, not allowing any space for Heero to move or pass the ball to his teammates. "Your bitch is not bad looking. How did she taste?" Alex deliberately licked his lips, making sure it would get onto his opponent's nerve. "I sure would find out tonight."
As he expected, the Japanese player tensed briefly before he broke free of him. Alex watched in satisfaction as he knew fully that his opponent had miscalculated his action for as soon as Heero sprinted past his right, Alex's other teammate was already there waiting for him.
Alex laughed as he watched his teammate stole the ball from the infamous Heero Yuy.
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Wufei scowled. He did not know what the hell the tall OZ player was saying to Heero but he sure noticed that Heero was restless. He was not concentrating on the game but was firing up by whatever comment his opponent was making. Wufei could see the tensed muscle on the Japanese's body.
Heero was like an arrow on a tensed bow waiting to be released.
This was not good. Their captain was not in his best of judgment at this point.
Wufei deliberately moved closer his Japanese friend, while still keeping an eye out for his opponent. The Chinese player had a feeling that this game was going to turn out very ugly.
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"So, Duo Maxwell is her name." Alex smirked as he replayed his newly found information to his already tensed Japanese opponent. "Sure is pretty." Alex made sure he let his lustful look fully displayed on his malicious face. "Up there to the right with that long chestnut hair correct?"
Alex wondered how much it would take to break that impassive look on his face.
"You know what am I going to do to her tonight?"
The Japanese player tried to fake to the right but Alex recognized it and blocked him off effectively.
"I am going to give her what you couldn't give her."
The Japanese player crouched down lower as he jogged the ball between his legs. His cold blue eyes were trying to pin him down.
But Alex was used to threats. Being a member of street gang, threats like this meant nothing to him.
"I am going to make her scream so loud that she can't even hear her voice."
The Japanese player's breathing was heavy and low and Alex knew it sure wasn't from the game.
"I am going to lick and nip every inch of her skin, make her writhe under my touch and scream my name."
Alex smirked. He swore he saw a flicker of anger in those cold blue eyes.
"I am going to fuck her so hard that she think she is in the ..."
Suddenly, Alex felt a burning sensation on his cheek as he lost his balance, landing on the floor heavily. His body sprawled on the floor with his head thrown back. Pain traveled through his body before he felt someone had grabbed his collar and yanked him upward. Still feeling disoriented from the fall, Alex's arms and his lower body trailed down the floor as his head was forced to be steady. His eyes went wide as they were connected with a coldest pair of blue eyes he had ever seen.
"Don't. Even. THINK. About. Touching. Duo." The Japanese player who towered over him at this moment enunciated the words with venom.
Alex's mind went blank for a second before his thoughts were fully returned. Instead of fear, Alex suddenly smiled. Licking his injured lips and tasting the iron taste in his mouth, Alex knew he caught his captor with his unexpected behavior. Taking advantage of his surprise, Immediately, he tightened his hands and swung it upward.
His fists connected with the soft tissue of the Japanese player's stomach. He watched his opponent opened his jaw and the lovely grunted sound.
Alex laughed. He jumped into a standing positing and charged.
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"SHIT!!!" Wufei cursed. As soon as he saw Heero threw the ball on the ground and curled up his fingers, Wufei knew they were in trouble and there was nothing or anyone who could have prevented it.
"SHIITTT!!!"
The chaos broke loose as soon as the OZ player charged toward Heero. Wufei knew he needed to get Heero out of there before he got into more trouble. Picking a fight in the middle of the game would only guarantee his expel. Wufei did not want to see Heero got kicked out of the school.
But before Wufei could get to Heero in time, he suddenly felt heavy in his head and landed forward. He smashed into the floor, feeling only slight pain before he lost his consciousness to the darkness.
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"WUFEI!!!"
Duo Maxwell immediately stopped in his track as he heard the word came out of his frantic sister. "Wufei?" Duo watched his sister ran down the stadium toward the basketball court. "WUFEI?!!" His sister was not heading to the direction of Heero Yuy.
Startled, Duo tore his eyes away from Heero and searched for the Chinese player. The Chinese who was Asian and a basketball player.
The Chinese who happened to fit the damn description in his sister's letter.
"FUCK!!!" Duo cursed as everything clicked in his feeble mind. Meiran's words and her action suddenly played back in his mind with a whole new interpretation.
"SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!!!" Duo ran down the isles. He tried to elbowed people so that he could pass them but the crowd was just too thick. He could not even get his foot pass the first wall of people in front of him.
Whistle sound started to echoed in the room as security people started to rush in. The place was in chaos.
Duo Maxwell's mind was in chaos.
"SHIT!!! SHIT!!! SHIT!!!!! Let me through!! LET ME THROUGH!!!!"
//"I thought you knew."//
People were now piling on each other now. Everyone's body were pressed with each other so tightly that no one could have able to lift their fingers. Buried in the middle of this wall of people, Duo had lost sight of Heero Yuy. He could not see anything on the court. Hell, he could hardly see anything.
//"I thought you knew I like you."//
"Heero!!!" Duo screamed as he tried to push his way in like everyone else. His muscle ached. His feet ached as they have been stepped on numerous of time. Duo was moving painfully inch by inch. He did not give up. He could not give up.
//"I want you"//
He could not fail Heero. Duo wanted him as much as Heero wanted Duo. To fail was unacceptable. It was unthinkable.
//"You do not think I am good enough for you."//
"Heero!! HEEROO!!!!" When Duo finally reached the edge of the court, another wall of security guards had stopped him. "Let me through1!! Let me through!!!" Duo screamed. He peered between the security guard. He barely saw his Heero being ===escorted== by two security guards on the side. The Japanese was facing side way to him and Duo could see blood running down his cheek. "Let me through!!! I need to get through!! Heeroo!!!!" Duo screamed, desperately tried to catch Heero's attention but the stadium was full of shouting as well. Duo could only watch Heero Yuy being led by one security guard while his hands were bounded behind his back by another.
//"You are no longer special."//
Out of desperation, Duo screamed again. "Heero!!!" His tears tricked down his cheek freely as he did his best to yell toward Heero Yuy. " I love you!!! I love you more than anything!! Just look at me one more time!!! Heero Yuy!!!, I love you!!!.. I love you. I love.you.. only you..."
Duo dropped on the floor weakly as he sobbed. "I love you.. I fucking love you... " He buried his face in his palm for Heero Yuy was no longer in the stadium. He was already led out of the door.
Duo pounded his fists on the ground. "I love you, Heero. " He muttered out the words that could never be heard by the person he loved.
Heero Yuy had never turned back to see his tears.
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"What's the meaning of this?" The principle glared at the Japanese youth in front of him, who still in his bloody basketball uniform. The security guard had taken the young man straight to his office. "Heero Yuy, I am disappointed in you. You, of all people, should know that it is not right to pick a fight, let along in the middle of the game. ."
The Japanese youth only stared at the principle with disinterest.
"Don't you know that the penalty of picking a fight is expel from school?"
The Japanese youth continued to stared at him without leaking any of his thoughts.
The principle sighed. He smoothed the white silver hair, softening his voice a bit. "Heero, you are the top student of our school. Your skill in basketball had already won us last quarter's division championship. Heero Yuy, you are not making this easy on any of us."
The Japanese face was stoic like a doll made of porcelain.
"I will make this deal with you, Heero." The principle pushed a sheet of school official stationary and a pen toward the student. "Write an apology letter for me to give to the principle of OZ High and maybe a week of detention then we will forget about this incident."
The Japanese youth ignored the offer.
"It will not even show on your record, if that's what you want. Please understand my position, Heero. I am on your side but I can't do this all by myself."
The youth lifted the corner of his mouth slightly, a rare mocking smile on his face. "What if I refuse?"
The principle widened his eyes. He never have thought the child was this stubborn. He decided to put some threat behind his words. "Then you will get expelled, Heero. You wouldn't want that, would you?" The principle tested.
The Japanese sneered, a defiant look on his face. "Expel me then."
The principle stood from his desk. "Heero!! Think before you say something irresponsible like that. Think about your parents and how disappoint they will feel if they know that you are expelled when you have come this far!!!"
The Japanese youth smirked again before he turned, not answering the principle's words.
Out of desperation, the principle called again. His fists pounded on the redwood desk, trying to make some emphasis. "Isn't there anything that could hold you back here?? Anything at all?"
The student stopped, throwing one last glance at the principle before he reached for the doorknob. "Not any more."
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Dialing the familiar numbers, Duo called again. There was no answer. There was no fucking answer since 2 hours ago.
Frustrated, Duo threw the phone on the wall. "Where the fuck is he?! He couldn't have hurt so bad that they kept him in the hospital for the night.." Duo chewed on his fingers. Suddenly the image of a bloody Heero flashed into his mind.
Duo hopped out of his bed and quickly changed into his T-shirt and shorts. He tied his long chestnut hair into a ponytail for he did not have the time to braid it.
Duo glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 9:47pm right now. He had exactly 13 minutes to sneak into Heero's room and find out exactly what happened before the security check his room by 10pm.
Duo opened the window and jumped.
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Noin was tired. After standing 9 hours straight at the airport ticketing center, she was so ready to go home. But the airline was having a massive laid-offs and the remaining workers were now required to pick up the empty positions to keep the operation running.
Noin sighed. She supposed that she should be glad that she still had the job. She gathered up the last few drops of energy and tried to will the exhaustion to go away. She looked around the waiting area of the gate C- 19, trying to be as professional as she could be.
She noticed that there were only a few passengers waiting for the last flight to San Francisco.
Just 30 minutes and she could be out of here and bathed in a hot tub. Noin yarned, closing her eyes, she stretched her arms out.
"Excuse me."
"Ah!" Startled, Noin quickly gathered her composure before she presented her professional smile. "May I help you, sir?"
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Duo knocked on the window.
There was no reply.
"Screw it." Duo jammed a card under the window, lifting it up slightly so he could slide in a thin metal which he had unfolded from the cloth hanger. He skillfully unlocked the metal lock and pushed the glass upward. Duo climbed into the window.
"Heero?"
Duo looked around the room. The deep blue comforter was still neatly folded on the bed. His textbooks were still on the shelves in their alphabetical orders.
"Hey, kitty kitty?" Duo chuckled nervously.
The computer parts laid around in the corner of his room. His clothes were still in the closet.
"Heero, you here or not?"
The only thing that seems to be missing was the laptop.
Duo sighed, sitting on the bed. It did not seem like Heero had been back at all. Maybe he was still in the nurse office?
Duo laid down on Heero's bed, smelling the faint detergent he remembered so well. "Heero.." Duo turned and buried his face into Heero's comforter. "I love you.. Heero.." He grabbed onto the bed sheet.. "I am right here waiting for you.."
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"May I help you, sir?" Noin looked straight into the cobalt blue eyes of her customer and was mildly shock to see such young passenger in the airport all by himself. At that thought, Noin suddenly kicked herself mentally. This passenger was an Asian, it was hard to tell an Asian's age. Noin could still remember the embarrassment when she had mistook a 35-year- old man for a teenager. It was not a pretty sight.
"I have an electronic ticket."
"May I have your picture ID so I could bring up your information?" Noin smiled with trained professional smile but in her mind, she was doubtful. She distinctively remembered that only 10 minutes ago, she had checked to see if there were any late passengers who hadn't checked into this flight. And Noin was sure that everyone who was scheduled to be on this flight had already checked in.
Receiving the ID card from the customer, Noin suspected that the Asian kid was at the wrong gate.
But her doubt was quickly erased as she stared at a record in front of her.
She doubled check the name and the flight number. No mistake about it, she must have made the mistake earlier since his record was now sitting right in front of her.
Frowning slightly, she pressed the key to print the ticket. She tried to smile as genuinely as possible. "Were you in possession of your luggage at all time?"
"Yes."
"Anyone you don't know has requested you to carry unknown items for them?"
"No."
"Great." Noin took the ticket out of the printer and circled the seat number. "Here you go, Mr. Lowell, we will be boarding in 15 minutes."
Odin Lowell nodded before he took the ticket and walked toward the glass window that could see the airplanes.
Noin followed his movement. She noticed that he carried nothing but a laptop with him. She glanced down at the record and saw he did not check in any luggage either. "Odd.." Noin watched the Asian as he leaned against the window, watching the airplane with his cold blue eyes.
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Let's say it. "Canisa is absolutely evil" ^___^;;;;;;
People begin to see why this fic is titled "In Disguise"?
Now, Duo is not the only one in disguise is he? ^___^
