Chapter 1: Re-uniting
Duo awoke in a cold sweat breathing like he had been running. "Only a dream" he thought as the visions of Trowa in his serpent blasting missiles all around him ran through his mind again and again. He got out of his small twin bed and looked over to Hilde. She was sleeping peacefully on the futon in the other room the television was on and box of strawberry pocky lay spilled on the cushion beside her. Duo smiled inwardly at her ability to sleep with no troubles at all. He walked silently to the tiny kitchen in the little house they had rented for two weeks just to get away for a while. Duo looked at the clock. Three-thirty-two said the glowing green numbers. Duo took a half gallon jug of milk out of the refrigerator poured himself a glass then put it away. He went to the pantry and took out the chocolate syrup. He poured an unbelievably large amount into the glass and stirred it with a silver spoon. The house was quaint and small therefore all the utensils were silver and
the plates and glasses weren't plastic like at his own apartment. Duo had figured that out the hard way. Duo walked to the futon and set his chocolate milk on a coaster on the solid wood end table. He shifted Hilde to a more comfortable position then he sat down next to her, picked up the pocky (although Duo did prefer chocolate) and turned on the early Saturday morning cartoons. He figured he'd fall asleep sooner or later so he sat and watched Wile E. Coyote fall off a cliff about a million times. They were in an American city on earth called Branson, Missouri so he had to bring his own favorite snacks. It felt good to be back in his own country again. Duo had almost fallen asleep again when a thought came to him "I wonder what the guys are doin'."
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Quatre and Trowa sat watching the lions on the ground holding each other in a tight embrace. Quatre shifted his glance to the sky, "How many stars do you think there are 'Rowa?"
"We could go and see...," replied Trowa
"No," Quatre shivered a bit and got up, "Where's Duo when you need him? We all need to get together again and do something fun," Trowa just stared, "C'mon I know where he and Hilde are staying for a while why don't we see if we can get him to plan something while we find Heero and WuFei?" Trowa smiled a tiny smile that only Quatre had the privilege of seeing and nodded ever so slightly
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Heero lay alone in his queen size bed staring at the ceiling. "Why can't I sleep?" he asked himself out loud. He sat up, turned to the window, and stared for a long time out at the rain coming down thickly in the town on colony L1. The sun was rising although it couldn't be seen easily. He suddenly slipped on his jacket picked up his suitcase stuffed his blue jeans and hunter green tank tops (still his favorite) inside he tossed his personal things in and shut it with a loud thunk. As he walked down the hotel steps an attendant asked him, "Where are you headed at such an hour?"
Heero's reply was simple, "Home." It seemed as if Heero had gotten a little heart back after the wars, didn't it?
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WuFei sat on a cliff over the lake where he had detonated Natakuu for the last time. He liked sitting there and talking to no one as if Natakuu was right there as attentive as ever. One girl who went there to draw and practice her skills said he was praying all the time. And one mistake she made was to try talking to him now you wouldn't think this girl is a big part of this story but you'll find that out later. She asked if he was ok if he needed help and all he did was chew her out saying that the whole universe needed help and that we're all so unjust and that the entire human society's integrity couldn't be compared to a sick minded suicidal child's. He went on long after she left. it was quite obvious that he needed to be cheered up. The girl who's name was Alex Lang knew of another girl Hilde who was good friends with a gundam pilot so she went to her.
* * *
Duo awoke in a cold sweat breathing like he had been running. "Only a dream" he thought as the visions of Trowa in his serpent blasting missiles all around him ran through his mind again and again. He got out of his small twin bed and looked over to Hilde. She was sleeping peacefully on the futon in the other room the television was on and box of strawberry pocky lay spilled on the cushion beside her. Duo smiled inwardly at her ability to sleep with no troubles at all. He walked silently to the tiny kitchen in the little house they had rented for two weeks just to get away for a while. Duo looked at the clock. Three-thirty-two said the glowing green numbers. Duo took a half gallon jug of milk out of the refrigerator poured himself a glass then put it away. He went to the pantry and took out the chocolate syrup. He poured an unbelievably large amount into the glass and stirred it with a silver spoon. The house was quaint and small therefore all the utensils were silver and
the plates and glasses weren't plastic like at his own apartment. Duo had figured that out the hard way. Duo walked to the futon and set his chocolate milk on a coaster on the solid wood end table. He shifted Hilde to a more comfortable position then he sat down next to her, picked up the pocky (although Duo did prefer chocolate) and turned on the early Saturday morning cartoons. He figured he'd fall asleep sooner or later so he sat and watched Wile E. Coyote fall off a cliff about a million times. They were in an American city on earth called Branson, Missouri so he had to bring his own favorite snacks. It felt good to be back in his own country again. Duo had almost fallen asleep again when a thought came to him "I wonder what the guys are doin'."
* * *
Quatre and Trowa sat watching the lions on the ground holding each other in a tight embrace. Quatre shifted his glance to the sky, "How many stars do you think there are 'Rowa?"
"We could go and see...," replied Trowa
"No," Quatre shivered a bit and got up, "Where's Duo when you need him? We all need to get together again and do something fun," Trowa just stared, "C'mon I know where he and Hilde are staying for a while why don't we see if we can get him to plan something while we find Heero and WuFei?" Trowa smiled a tiny smile that only Quatre had the privilege of seeing and nodded ever so slightly
* * *
Heero lay alone in his queen size bed staring at the ceiling. "Why can't I sleep?" he asked himself out loud. He sat up, turned to the window, and stared for a long time out at the rain coming down thickly in the town on colony L1. The sun was rising although it couldn't be seen easily. He suddenly slipped on his jacket picked up his suitcase stuffed his blue jeans and hunter green tank tops (still his favorite) inside he tossed his personal things in and shut it with a loud thunk. As he walked down the hotel steps an attendant asked him, "Where are you headed at such an hour?"
Heero's reply was simple, "Home." It seemed as if Heero had gotten a little heart back after the wars, didn't it?
* * *
WuFei sat on a cliff over the lake where he had detonated Natakuu for the last time. He liked sitting there and talking to no one as if Natakuu was right there as attentive as ever. One girl who went there to draw and practice her skills said he was praying all the time. And one mistake she made was to try talking to him now you wouldn't think this girl is a big part of this story but you'll find that out later. She asked if he was ok if he needed help and all he did was chew her out saying that the whole universe needed help and that we're all so unjust and that the entire human society's integrity couldn't be compared to a sick minded suicidal child's. He went on long after she left. it was quite obvious that he needed to be cheered up. The girl who's name was Alex Lang knew of another girl Hilde who was good friends with a gundam pilot so she went to her.
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