Disclaimer: Don't own GW. Wish I did, but I don't. I'm just borrowing them
for a while, don't worry I'll give them back eventually. Besides, it's not
like I'm making any type of money off of these stories.
Pairs: 1x2, 3x4, 5x?
*~* scene change
Ragged
Chapter 2
School
Duo leaned forward on the steering wheel of his sleek black car. He observed the naïve high schoolers walk by without a care. He smirked and looked down at the piece of paper in his hands.
1 Name: Tira Nanase Limundo
Age: 16
DOB: July 30
Birth Place: Unknown colony
Parents/ Guardians: None. Under own supervision
Hair color: Dark brown and blue.
Eye color: Cerulean.
Homeroom: 10-14
Analysis: Tira had a lot of bruises when she first came in. She's detached and not at all social. Excellent student and is being considered for moving up a year. Suddenly the handwriting seemed to be more mechanical. She needs no supervision and can take good care of herself.
Duo smirked at the analysis, ignoring the sudden change in writing behavior. She seemed a lot like Heero. Which scared him a bit, but he knew he was ready. Duo looked up at the roof suddenly. Something caught his eyes up there, but it seemed to have seen him. Duo shrugged. He was always day dreaming or maybe it was something with the sun.
Duo looked to his right and saw Quatre's tan jeep pull up a couple spots away from him. Duo knew this was going to be somewhat hard to get close to the girl. They were one grade apart and only Quatre and Duo could pass as legitimate looking juniors. Quatre got out of his jeep wearing a purple shirt and sand blown jeans. Then he saw Quatre blush as girls were probably starting to talk to him. Quatre was too easy.
Duo leaned onto the steering wheel again only to find a girl sitting on the hood of his car. Duo looked at her back side with confusion, but then got out of the car.
"Hey babe, what're you doing on my car?"
The girl looked down at him and gave him a toothy smile. "Saw your car and knew I haven't seen it before. It's pretty good looking for a vintage," she answered.
"The names Max, what's yours?"
"Irene. So, what ya doing in this lame school?"
"Observing."
"You a teacher?"
"No, it's this thing for the school I go to back in Europe. I get to go around in the states to find out about how each high school is different."
She raised an eyebrow. "So what do ya think?"
"Of you or the school?" She cocked her head to the side and smiled.
"Both."
"The school seems normal enough. You, well, we'll see."
She looked to her right at Quatre and his swarm of girls. "Preppy princesses," she scoffed glaring at them. "They're why you got the freaks and punks. Them and the prep princes. Think just because they seem to have more fashion means that they can tell others what to do." She stuck her tongue out at them. "Though I have to admit that he is kind of cute, he seems to be one of them."
"You can tell all that by clothes?"
"I know that he's probably deeper, but first impressions are everything."
She slid off the car and looked Duo up and down. Duo had a black muscle tee on that showed off every curve of his chest and black cut off shorts that hung loosely on his waist.
"I'll see ya later. You're a junior right?" Duo nodded at the question, "Then maybe you'll be in one of my classes lanky." She smiled and waved good-bye to him. Duo glanced to his right to find Quatre had already gone inside. He sighed knowing that him and Quatre wouldn't really be able to talk together while they were here. Duo looked up at the red bricked school and started for one of it's many entrances.
*~*
"Settle down everybody!," the teacher screamed to his students. The rowdy history students turned in their chairs and looked innocently at the teacher. "Thanks, well this is our new student," he said pointing to Quatre who was beside him. "His name is Robert Qarter. So why don't you tell us what you're doing here."
"I'm from Arabia and I'm here for a history project from there. I'm here to see how American high schools differ from each state."
"That sounds very interesting Robert. Well you can take a sit in back of Yoshiro." Quatre nodded and went towards the back of the class. Yoshiro turned around and looked up at Quatre.
"So how long you gonna be here?"
"At the least a day," Quatre answered taking out his notebook.
"Don't bother," Yoshiro said, "He gives us summaries anyway." Quatre looked at disbelief at Yoshiro. "Yeah, he knows we're not listening so he just gives us exactly what he wrote on a hand out." Yoshiro shrugged. "He's not the brightest crayon in the box."
Yoshiro turned around. Quatre looked around the room to find other kids talking, sleeping, putting on make up, or doing homework. Quatre tapped Yoshiro.
"Hey, somebody told me about this girl. I don't know what she looks like, but apparently she's pretty."
"And?"
"Um, that's all I know. She's got dark hair and blue eyes. She's a sophomore?"
"Well, I don't really know many of the lower kids. Only cute girls I can think of are Hikaru, Tira, and Jarea."
"Oh, right. Her name's Tira."
"Oh, well I don't really know much about her. She's kind of quiet and a real looker, but you kind of pass her by sometimes. Sometimes it's like she's not even there." Quatre cocked his head to the side and Yoshiro chuckled. "I know it's weird, but it's true." Yoshiro shrugged and turned back around.
"Okay kiddies," the teacher yawned, "Here's your study guide for tonight. I'll see you all tomorrow."
The history teacher handed out the papers and as the last student got his paper the bell rang.
Quatre slung his book bag onto this shoulder and left the room. He looked up at bumped into someone. They both feel to the floor. The person growled in frustration and started picking up the books.
"I'm so sorry," Quatre started saying. The person looked up. The person was a girl with dark hair and cerulean blue eyes. Her hair was up in two buns on top of her head. She wore a black and red striped shirt that was open slightly in the front. A weird sort of metal looking collar was wrapped around her neck and he saw a cut just below her collar bone.
"It's okay," she grumbled. Still picking up her books.
"Uh, let me help," Quatre offered picking up the last book. Their hands touched and suddenly his mind seemed to go blank.
Quatre blinked and there was a tapping foot in front of him. He looked up to a see the principal tapping her foot. Quatre smiled sheepishly, utterly confused.
"May I ask why you're in the hall?" Quatre stood up and brushed off his pants. He smiled up at the principal.
"Well, I was helping someone with their books," he answered, "I think," he added scratching his head.
"Hm, well I've been here for a few minutes. I need your ID," she said holding out her hand. Quatre looked at her hand then retrieved his ID from his backpack.
"I guess I'll let you off because you've been here for about a day, but I don't want to see you like this again. Got it?" Quatre nodded, "Good, now get to class."
Quatre nodded and hurried to his class.
*~*
Duo yawned and leaned back in his chair. His bio class was watching a movie about how plagues could wipe out everything and they were documenting the L2 plague. Duo yawned again. 'Been there done that,' he thought letting his eyes drift down.
*thwap!*
Duo jolted awake and saw his bio teacher looking at him and smiling. Duo rubbed the back of his head. "Ow, what'd you do that for?"
"You're not watching. Do you think you know more about the plague than us?"
"Listen, I don't need to know the details. Alright? I lived through that stupid plague and killed one of my best friends." The teacher's eyes grew wide and he started spewing out apologies. Duo reveled in the teacher's groveling, then suddenly felt like Heero was around. He quickly glanced around the room and only saw a girl with dark hair and a striped shirt walk through the hall. Duo mentally shook his head and continued to listen the groveling.
"Anything?," Heero asked as Duo and Quatre walked into the safe house?
Quatre's book bag slipped from his hands and landed with a bang on the floor. He looked wit an apologetic smile. He wiped his forehead and nodded.
"I was helping this girl and suddenly she was gone and I was late for my class." He shrugged, then smiled at Trowa who just entered the living room. Trowa nodded.
"I had this weird feeling, but I'm guessing it's just first day jitters. Oh, and I'm thinking of asking this real cute junior out on a date."
Everybody in the room gasped and looked over to Heero. He was giving his customary glare and was reaching for his gun.
Duo ran over and jumped onto Heero's lap. He kissed him and smiled.
"Just kidding. Besides, we won't be there for long." Heero grunted and nodded.
*~*
Quatre and Duo walked into the high school once more. They were reaching a dead line that was coming up in another day. They had been there for about a week and found nothing, but blank memories and weird feelings.
//Today's the last day// Duo thought //If we don't find this whatever Lady Une will have a permanent bunch in her panties, and some dire consequences will take place.// Duo turned to Quatre and smiled.
Quatre shook his head recognizing the mischievous smile. "No way Duo. We can't just be delinquents here."
Duo stopped and turned to Quatre. "look we either cut classes or we die of Lady Une's wrath and be fired from some sort of job that resembles the old days. All we got to do is avoid all the hall monitors and watch out for this girl." Quatre started walking again, expecting Duo to follow. He turned around and nodded.
"Since this is our last day, and we don't really don't belong here."
Duo suddenly turned around, ready to fight the eavesdropper.
"You don't really belong here?," the person asked. From around the deserted corner Irene walked into view smiling. "I know a secret and I can help."
"What's your price?" She looked up at them with a grin.
GWingAngel: Sorry I haven't updated, I didn't know people actually responded. Please don't give up on my stories! If you want you can also read my Card Captors fic. Any criticism is totally expected. K? *runs away skipping*
Pairs: 1x2, 3x4, 5x?
*~* scene change
Ragged
Chapter 2
School
Duo leaned forward on the steering wheel of his sleek black car. He observed the naïve high schoolers walk by without a care. He smirked and looked down at the piece of paper in his hands.
1 Name: Tira Nanase Limundo
Age: 16
DOB: July 30
Birth Place: Unknown colony
Parents/ Guardians: None. Under own supervision
Hair color: Dark brown and blue.
Eye color: Cerulean.
Homeroom: 10-14
Analysis: Tira had a lot of bruises when she first came in. She's detached and not at all social. Excellent student and is being considered for moving up a year. Suddenly the handwriting seemed to be more mechanical. She needs no supervision and can take good care of herself.
Duo smirked at the analysis, ignoring the sudden change in writing behavior. She seemed a lot like Heero. Which scared him a bit, but he knew he was ready. Duo looked up at the roof suddenly. Something caught his eyes up there, but it seemed to have seen him. Duo shrugged. He was always day dreaming or maybe it was something with the sun.
Duo looked to his right and saw Quatre's tan jeep pull up a couple spots away from him. Duo knew this was going to be somewhat hard to get close to the girl. They were one grade apart and only Quatre and Duo could pass as legitimate looking juniors. Quatre got out of his jeep wearing a purple shirt and sand blown jeans. Then he saw Quatre blush as girls were probably starting to talk to him. Quatre was too easy.
Duo leaned onto the steering wheel again only to find a girl sitting on the hood of his car. Duo looked at her back side with confusion, but then got out of the car.
"Hey babe, what're you doing on my car?"
The girl looked down at him and gave him a toothy smile. "Saw your car and knew I haven't seen it before. It's pretty good looking for a vintage," she answered.
"The names Max, what's yours?"
"Irene. So, what ya doing in this lame school?"
"Observing."
"You a teacher?"
"No, it's this thing for the school I go to back in Europe. I get to go around in the states to find out about how each high school is different."
She raised an eyebrow. "So what do ya think?"
"Of you or the school?" She cocked her head to the side and smiled.
"Both."
"The school seems normal enough. You, well, we'll see."
She looked to her right at Quatre and his swarm of girls. "Preppy princesses," she scoffed glaring at them. "They're why you got the freaks and punks. Them and the prep princes. Think just because they seem to have more fashion means that they can tell others what to do." She stuck her tongue out at them. "Though I have to admit that he is kind of cute, he seems to be one of them."
"You can tell all that by clothes?"
"I know that he's probably deeper, but first impressions are everything."
She slid off the car and looked Duo up and down. Duo had a black muscle tee on that showed off every curve of his chest and black cut off shorts that hung loosely on his waist.
"I'll see ya later. You're a junior right?" Duo nodded at the question, "Then maybe you'll be in one of my classes lanky." She smiled and waved good-bye to him. Duo glanced to his right to find Quatre had already gone inside. He sighed knowing that him and Quatre wouldn't really be able to talk together while they were here. Duo looked up at the red bricked school and started for one of it's many entrances.
*~*
"Settle down everybody!," the teacher screamed to his students. The rowdy history students turned in their chairs and looked innocently at the teacher. "Thanks, well this is our new student," he said pointing to Quatre who was beside him. "His name is Robert Qarter. So why don't you tell us what you're doing here."
"I'm from Arabia and I'm here for a history project from there. I'm here to see how American high schools differ from each state."
"That sounds very interesting Robert. Well you can take a sit in back of Yoshiro." Quatre nodded and went towards the back of the class. Yoshiro turned around and looked up at Quatre.
"So how long you gonna be here?"
"At the least a day," Quatre answered taking out his notebook.
"Don't bother," Yoshiro said, "He gives us summaries anyway." Quatre looked at disbelief at Yoshiro. "Yeah, he knows we're not listening so he just gives us exactly what he wrote on a hand out." Yoshiro shrugged. "He's not the brightest crayon in the box."
Yoshiro turned around. Quatre looked around the room to find other kids talking, sleeping, putting on make up, or doing homework. Quatre tapped Yoshiro.
"Hey, somebody told me about this girl. I don't know what she looks like, but apparently she's pretty."
"And?"
"Um, that's all I know. She's got dark hair and blue eyes. She's a sophomore?"
"Well, I don't really know many of the lower kids. Only cute girls I can think of are Hikaru, Tira, and Jarea."
"Oh, right. Her name's Tira."
"Oh, well I don't really know much about her. She's kind of quiet and a real looker, but you kind of pass her by sometimes. Sometimes it's like she's not even there." Quatre cocked his head to the side and Yoshiro chuckled. "I know it's weird, but it's true." Yoshiro shrugged and turned back around.
"Okay kiddies," the teacher yawned, "Here's your study guide for tonight. I'll see you all tomorrow."
The history teacher handed out the papers and as the last student got his paper the bell rang.
Quatre slung his book bag onto this shoulder and left the room. He looked up at bumped into someone. They both feel to the floor. The person growled in frustration and started picking up the books.
"I'm so sorry," Quatre started saying. The person looked up. The person was a girl with dark hair and cerulean blue eyes. Her hair was up in two buns on top of her head. She wore a black and red striped shirt that was open slightly in the front. A weird sort of metal looking collar was wrapped around her neck and he saw a cut just below her collar bone.
"It's okay," she grumbled. Still picking up her books.
"Uh, let me help," Quatre offered picking up the last book. Their hands touched and suddenly his mind seemed to go blank.
Quatre blinked and there was a tapping foot in front of him. He looked up to a see the principal tapping her foot. Quatre smiled sheepishly, utterly confused.
"May I ask why you're in the hall?" Quatre stood up and brushed off his pants. He smiled up at the principal.
"Well, I was helping someone with their books," he answered, "I think," he added scratching his head.
"Hm, well I've been here for a few minutes. I need your ID," she said holding out her hand. Quatre looked at her hand then retrieved his ID from his backpack.
"I guess I'll let you off because you've been here for about a day, but I don't want to see you like this again. Got it?" Quatre nodded, "Good, now get to class."
Quatre nodded and hurried to his class.
*~*
Duo yawned and leaned back in his chair. His bio class was watching a movie about how plagues could wipe out everything and they were documenting the L2 plague. Duo yawned again. 'Been there done that,' he thought letting his eyes drift down.
*thwap!*
Duo jolted awake and saw his bio teacher looking at him and smiling. Duo rubbed the back of his head. "Ow, what'd you do that for?"
"You're not watching. Do you think you know more about the plague than us?"
"Listen, I don't need to know the details. Alright? I lived through that stupid plague and killed one of my best friends." The teacher's eyes grew wide and he started spewing out apologies. Duo reveled in the teacher's groveling, then suddenly felt like Heero was around. He quickly glanced around the room and only saw a girl with dark hair and a striped shirt walk through the hall. Duo mentally shook his head and continued to listen the groveling.
"Anything?," Heero asked as Duo and Quatre walked into the safe house?
Quatre's book bag slipped from his hands and landed with a bang on the floor. He looked wit an apologetic smile. He wiped his forehead and nodded.
"I was helping this girl and suddenly she was gone and I was late for my class." He shrugged, then smiled at Trowa who just entered the living room. Trowa nodded.
"I had this weird feeling, but I'm guessing it's just first day jitters. Oh, and I'm thinking of asking this real cute junior out on a date."
Everybody in the room gasped and looked over to Heero. He was giving his customary glare and was reaching for his gun.
Duo ran over and jumped onto Heero's lap. He kissed him and smiled.
"Just kidding. Besides, we won't be there for long." Heero grunted and nodded.
*~*
Quatre and Duo walked into the high school once more. They were reaching a dead line that was coming up in another day. They had been there for about a week and found nothing, but blank memories and weird feelings.
//Today's the last day// Duo thought //If we don't find this whatever Lady Une will have a permanent bunch in her panties, and some dire consequences will take place.// Duo turned to Quatre and smiled.
Quatre shook his head recognizing the mischievous smile. "No way Duo. We can't just be delinquents here."
Duo stopped and turned to Quatre. "look we either cut classes or we die of Lady Une's wrath and be fired from some sort of job that resembles the old days. All we got to do is avoid all the hall monitors and watch out for this girl." Quatre started walking again, expecting Duo to follow. He turned around and nodded.
"Since this is our last day, and we don't really don't belong here."
Duo suddenly turned around, ready to fight the eavesdropper.
"You don't really belong here?," the person asked. From around the deserted corner Irene walked into view smiling. "I know a secret and I can help."
"What's your price?" She looked up at them with a grin.
GWingAngel: Sorry I haven't updated, I didn't know people actually responded. Please don't give up on my stories! If you want you can also read my Card Captors fic. Any criticism is totally expected. K? *runs away skipping*