Authors note: OH MY GOD!!! 13 reviews in the first night!!! *Spins around happily* Wheeeee!! Thanks everyone. Ok, I know all of them are acting out of character but hey, that's what makes it interesting right?
Duo: I don't think anyone is going to answer that one.
D.D.: You be quiet.
Duo: :[ Say that again.
D.D.: YOU. BE. QUIET.
Duo: Heeeeero!! *shudders* god I sound like Relena.
Heero: What?
Duo: she was mean to me.
D.D.: M…me?
Heero: *pulls out gun* Omae o korusu!
D.D.: Gulp. ^_^;
Duo: J
Heero was considering his options. Number one. Shoot Duo, hmm
that might work, number two. Shoot himself; well no one will be able to
blame me for committing suicide this time, number three. Look after the
little monster. Of all the options I like this one the least.
The little Duo in the bed started to climb out, "No Duo, I don't think that's a good idea!" Yelled Heero, diving forward and catching the violet-eyed chibi as it tried to head for the door. Duo glared at the dark-haired boy in front of him. "I want to watch TV."
Heero blinked, "TV?"
"Yes, cartoons."
"Cartoons?" Heero was beginning to sound like a parrot, but he didn't care, obviously this small version of Duo couldn't remember being a teenager at all. As if reading Heero's thoughts the much smaller boy asked, "Who are you?"
"You don't remember me?"
The small boy frowned, "I remember, something, but…"
"I'm Heero Yuy."
"Oh." Duo nodded politely. "Nice to meet you Heero Yuy."
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Heero was exhausted, he had only been looking after Duo for three hours, and already the braided baka had worn him out, the perfect soldier was not meant to be worn out.
(A/N Personally Duo is my fav character, so I don't think of him as a baka.)
First of all there had been the problem of clothing.
When Heero had taken Duo to the clothes store at the mall, he hadn't had a clue what to buy. At the time Duo had only been wearing a large old shirt and a pair of Quatre's smallest trainers, they were still miles to big.
So he had asked the shop assistant for help, she had glared at him for a minute before asking abruptly, "What was he? A mistake? You seem a bit young for that sort of thing."
Heero, not knowing what she had meant had simply replied saying, "Yes it was a mistake. Meaning the tablet, but for some reason, the assistant had glared at him even harder.
So now Duo was wearing black dungarees with a violet top underneath. He was sitting there watching cartoons on TV and drinking a glass of milk.
With a silent sigh he returned to the kitchen, where he had left a pile of dirty dishes from Duo's dinner. As he began washing them a light pattering of feet indicated that the insatiable hunger monster was back and looking for more food. Turning back around again Heero saw the last wisp of a braid disappearing out of the door.
With a mental groan, he went to see what the braided child was up to.
Duo called himself the god of death, he was going to be the death of Heero soon.
Authors note: Since the writing of the last chapter, some things have come to my attention. First and foremost, that concerning a story called Don't drink the water by Sailor Janus. Now, the stories sound extremely similar, as a couple of you have already pointed out, HOWEVER I have never read don't drink the water, and did not mean to offend anyone. I got this idea from a book I once read. I have obviously unintentionally infringed on this particular story (by accident) and I apologise, first to Sailor Janus and secondly to any of you that read her story. Thankyou.
P.S. Sorry this chapter was so short.
