Chapter 3
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The mall, just like any other, was crowded with people. I had already met two people in the first 30 minutes of my being there. An Arabian name Quatre and his lover Trowa. They were a nice couple and they looked good together. I don't think I've ever seen a blue-eyed, blond haired Arabian before, though.
Fifteen minutes later, I was hungry. So I went to the closest restaurant I could find, a bistro out on a patio of the second floor of the mall. Violinists and Pianists were working together to make the most beautiful music they could make. Below the patio, there was a small garden surrounded on one side by sidewalk and the other by parking lot. Though it only had a couple of tulips, they were quite beautiful to have grown in the city. Before I could sit alone, Quatre asked if he could sit with me. Of course he could, it was the second time in my life anyone had asked to sit with me. We both ordered and started to talk. "You didn't mention where you were from Duo."
"I'm from...Park Street."
"Ah, the direct middle of the city. I heard of many drug dealers and smugglers from that area."
"Yeah..."
"I'm from the suburbs."
"The suburbs?"
"Yep, my father owned a mill there until it grew."
"Hm..."
"Then he started going on trips leaving me and my 29 sisters at home."
"29!?"
"Yeah"
"How do ya keep up with all of em?"
"They're my sisters, I know who's who."
At that time, our food was ready so we started to eat. Just as I took my last bite, I looked up and saw a man and his girlfriend walk in. He had really messed up brown hair; it didn't look like he combed it at all. He was very muscular, though. The look on his face was a bit sour, his blue eyes made up for that. Okay, hold up, why am I so interested? Well, I'd never seen such blue eyes in my whole life. They were pools of pure beauty. Oh god, now I'm all mushy. Over a guy! I was spaced out over him. To the point, even, that I couldn't hear a word Quatre was saying until he snapped me out of my trance with a shout in my ear. "What!?" Quatre sighed. "I said did you know that Trowa knows him." He pointed to the guy I was staring at earlier. I shook my head while still watching him. Quatre continued not noticing I was only paying half attention to him. "His name's Heero Yuy and his girlfriend's name is Relena Darlian. She bugs him half to death. He wouldn't be with her if his
mother didn't force him." Come to think about it, he did look pretty sad coming into the restraurant. The girl wasn't that pretty, no wonder he doesn't like her. She practically dragged him in. I wonder what that would be like, having to marry someone because you have no choice. Sounds a lot like a fairy tale to me. I bet he's not to happy with it either.
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I couldn't believe I was doing this. Why does she have to drag me into this place? Acting like a maniac in front of public and embarrassing me. Welcome to my new life when we marry. As I sat down and pretended to listen to her, I watched the people on the patio. Some were eating, some were waiting, and some were chatting. They all looked like they were having much more fun thatn me. I've been coming to this place ever since I was ten. And ever since I was twelve, I'd try to spot the new out of the usual. A little game I'd play when things got extremely boring, which happened quite often. I saw only two new people. One had blonde hair, blue eyes and...no wait, he's been here before. I talked with him right after my mother made the announcment that Relena and me were engaged. He came with my older brother Trowa to dinner that night. The person with him is new though. It must be a guy he's with. He lost interest in girls when his sisters started pulling pranks on him. Mother
keeps saying he's much too naive for Trowa, but Trowa doesn't seem to mind. I wish I was as carefree, but unfortunately I have to marry Relena. From the side, the stranger didn't look bad. The first thing that I noticed about him was his eyes. Bright amethyst, depessed but still gorgeous. They told something wasn't right in his life. A bit dull, matching his expression, which was none the less depressed. How I would love to see him smile. He would be even more beautiful than he was now. The second thing was his long braid down the back. It was light brown, dark brown, and gold all at once. Mostly dark with a tint of light and many gold highlights. He was so close to an angel I could almost say he was, the smile issue kept him from making me believe it. By the time I had admired him a few minutes, Relena had noticed my attention was off of her and her worthless problem of...
"Heero, should I wear the big necklace or the medium sized one to the wedding?"
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Heero and Duo meet in Chapter 4. I promise! I've already written half of it. Reviews wanted. Or rather needed. I live off of them! *possessed laugh* um, okay so if you wanna review, fine and if not fine. god that was freaky. i can't believe i wrote that. i live off of them, sheesh.
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The mall, just like any other, was crowded with people. I had already met two people in the first 30 minutes of my being there. An Arabian name Quatre and his lover Trowa. They were a nice couple and they looked good together. I don't think I've ever seen a blue-eyed, blond haired Arabian before, though.
Fifteen minutes later, I was hungry. So I went to the closest restaurant I could find, a bistro out on a patio of the second floor of the mall. Violinists and Pianists were working together to make the most beautiful music they could make. Below the patio, there was a small garden surrounded on one side by sidewalk and the other by parking lot. Though it only had a couple of tulips, they were quite beautiful to have grown in the city. Before I could sit alone, Quatre asked if he could sit with me. Of course he could, it was the second time in my life anyone had asked to sit with me. We both ordered and started to talk. "You didn't mention where you were from Duo."
"I'm from...Park Street."
"Ah, the direct middle of the city. I heard of many drug dealers and smugglers from that area."
"Yeah..."
"I'm from the suburbs."
"The suburbs?"
"Yep, my father owned a mill there until it grew."
"Hm..."
"Then he started going on trips leaving me and my 29 sisters at home."
"29!?"
"Yeah"
"How do ya keep up with all of em?"
"They're my sisters, I know who's who."
At that time, our food was ready so we started to eat. Just as I took my last bite, I looked up and saw a man and his girlfriend walk in. He had really messed up brown hair; it didn't look like he combed it at all. He was very muscular, though. The look on his face was a bit sour, his blue eyes made up for that. Okay, hold up, why am I so interested? Well, I'd never seen such blue eyes in my whole life. They were pools of pure beauty. Oh god, now I'm all mushy. Over a guy! I was spaced out over him. To the point, even, that I couldn't hear a word Quatre was saying until he snapped me out of my trance with a shout in my ear. "What!?" Quatre sighed. "I said did you know that Trowa knows him." He pointed to the guy I was staring at earlier. I shook my head while still watching him. Quatre continued not noticing I was only paying half attention to him. "His name's Heero Yuy and his girlfriend's name is Relena Darlian. She bugs him half to death. He wouldn't be with her if his
mother didn't force him." Come to think about it, he did look pretty sad coming into the restraurant. The girl wasn't that pretty, no wonder he doesn't like her. She practically dragged him in. I wonder what that would be like, having to marry someone because you have no choice. Sounds a lot like a fairy tale to me. I bet he's not to happy with it either.
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I couldn't believe I was doing this. Why does she have to drag me into this place? Acting like a maniac in front of public and embarrassing me. Welcome to my new life when we marry. As I sat down and pretended to listen to her, I watched the people on the patio. Some were eating, some were waiting, and some were chatting. They all looked like they were having much more fun thatn me. I've been coming to this place ever since I was ten. And ever since I was twelve, I'd try to spot the new out of the usual. A little game I'd play when things got extremely boring, which happened quite often. I saw only two new people. One had blonde hair, blue eyes and...no wait, he's been here before. I talked with him right after my mother made the announcment that Relena and me were engaged. He came with my older brother Trowa to dinner that night. The person with him is new though. It must be a guy he's with. He lost interest in girls when his sisters started pulling pranks on him. Mother
keeps saying he's much too naive for Trowa, but Trowa doesn't seem to mind. I wish I was as carefree, but unfortunately I have to marry Relena. From the side, the stranger didn't look bad. The first thing that I noticed about him was his eyes. Bright amethyst, depessed but still gorgeous. They told something wasn't right in his life. A bit dull, matching his expression, which was none the less depressed. How I would love to see him smile. He would be even more beautiful than he was now. The second thing was his long braid down the back. It was light brown, dark brown, and gold all at once. Mostly dark with a tint of light and many gold highlights. He was so close to an angel I could almost say he was, the smile issue kept him from making me believe it. By the time I had admired him a few minutes, Relena had noticed my attention was off of her and her worthless problem of...
"Heero, should I wear the big necklace or the medium sized one to the wedding?"
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Heero and Duo meet in Chapter 4. I promise! I've already written half of it. Reviews wanted. Or rather needed. I live off of them! *possessed laugh* um, okay so if you wanna review, fine and if not fine. god that was freaky. i can't believe i wrote that. i live off of them, sheesh.