Heero Yuy, Seventh Grade Teacher? - Part 4
Disclaimer: Once again from the top, I do NOT own Gundam Wing or Dragonball Z. If I did, I'd make GW more like 200 episodes, not 52 (That's including the Endless Waltz OVA episodes.), and there would be a whole bunch of movies. It's fun to pretend that I own Heero-chan, though. *pinches SD Heero's cheeks*
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A whole month later, we see Heero walking down one of Peacecraft Academy's hallways. His left arm is still in a cast. 'Damn that Saiyajin bastard,' thought the 'Perfect Soldier' as he turned the corner. He *really* wanted to get revenge on him for that little...fight. 'He should be happy I don't have my Gundam anymore, he would be dead.' As he continued towards his classroom, he started thinking about Relena. He kind of felt sorry for having to call off his date with her. 'That's another thing that Saiyajin prick will pay for,' Heero thought, smirking. The smirk came off his face when he heard a bunch of music coming from HIS classroom.
"What the hell?" Heero wondered outloud. He stuck his head into the classroom, and saw it very much like it was on his first day teaching, except worse. There was all kinds of grafitti all over the walls and desks. On the chalkboard, someone drew a stick figure, with something written above it. It said, "Mr. Yuy: Dead, as he should be..." Heero started growling. 'Who the hell let them---" he stopped in mid-thought as his Prussian blue eyes drifted towards his desk. There, he saw everyone's favorite braided American Deathscythe Hell pilot.
"DUO!" yelled Heero. Duo completely ignored him, since he was having a conversation with some of the boys in the class, including Trunks and Goten.
"...and *that* is how you pick up babes," Duo said, finishing his statement. The younger boys ooohed and ahhed at their wise, fun substitute. "Any more questions?"
"Yeah, Duo, what the hell are you doing here?" asked a monotone voice. Duo gulped, afraid to look towards the door. When he finally did, he saw one very pissed off Heero Yuy, with a gun pointed straight at him.
"Welcome back Heero! I didn't know they were letting you out of the hospital today," Duo greeted his fellow Gundam pilot. Heero was not impressed, and turned to the rambunctious group of students that was his first period class. The kids all sweatdropped and gulped. 'We're dead,' they thought.
"Duo, you can leave now. I'm going to have to give Relena a list of people to use the next time I'm out of school for emergency reasons," Heero said, still facing the terrified children and with the gun still pointed at Duo. Duo grinned.
"Come on, Heero," Duo said, walking over to Heero and putting an arm around the Japanese pilot. "Liven up! You act like you're still fighting OZ or something!"
"No, teaching a bunch of seventh graders here is much worse," Heero replied, throwing Duo's arm off of him. "Now leave."
"But Heero," Duo began, then stopped when a gun barrel suddenly appeared in front of his nose. He stared at it, crosseyed and laughed nervously. "Heh...heh...you're right, I should go Heero! Cya, kids! It's been fun!"
"Bye Duo!" the children answered back, then stopped after Heero gave them his trademark Death Glare. Duo uses that opportunity to run like hell out of the classroom, out of the school, out of the Sanq Kingdom, and from Earth. (Can you blame him? Heero's a psychopath! :P) Heero sighs, turns towards the children. Several of them have passed out from being completely frightened of their history teacher. He then turns to the chalkboard, erases the wonderful portait the children drew of him, rewrites his rules, and sits down.
"Turn to Chapter 25, the American Revoltion," Heero said, with an ounce of anger in his voice. The children nod their heads and do as they are told. 'The party's over,' they think as they are handed the assignment for today.
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The next day, Trunks and Goten decide to pull a "welcome back" prank on their teacher. They turn to talk to a group of boys that are in their first period class.
"Did you call Duo?" Trunks asks one of them. (He looks like a SD Duo, except he has a ponytail instead of a braid.) The other boy nods, and hands over a small bag.
"Duo-kun said to put this all over his chair, he won't notice till--" he was cutoff by Goten.
"Baka! Don't say that outloud! Mr. Yuy might hear us!" snapped the miniature Goku carbon copy. The other kid nods, and Goten sighs. "So, who's gonna do it?"
"I'll do it," Trunks replied, taking the bag from Goten and walking into the classroom to do the 'deed'...
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Fifteen minutes later, Heero enters the quiet room. The children are there, facing the front and acting like perfect angels. 'Something's not right,' Heero thinks, recalling that his first period class was normally wild up until he entered the room. He sits down in his chair, thinking that it's a little too...squishy, but completely ignores it.
Trunks grins. 'What an idiot, he didn't even notice the super glue we put all over the seat.' He stands up, walks to the front of the class, and hands his teacher the report he had to do as a punishment. "Here ya go, Mr. Yuy. I even typed it up, so you wouldn't get a headache trying to read my chicken scratch," Trunks said, grinning.
"That's nice, you plagerized a bunch of websites, Mr. Vegeta-Briefs," Heero replied calmly. Trunks' jaw dropped in shock. 'How the hell did he know THAT?' Trunks wondered as he went back to his seat.
Heero reads the report Trunks handed to him, and throws it in the garbage. 'That was pathetic. Weak writing skills, and to top it off, he copyed most of the report from an online encyclopedia.' Heero thought, disgusted. He told the other students to hand in their homework from the night before, and to get ready to do another assignment. Before he got ready to stand up, Relena walked into the classroom to check up on him and the students.
"Ohayo gozaimasu, Heero," Relena said, smiling. Heero acknowledged the principal with a nod, and tried to stand up. He couldn't get up for some reason. 'What the hell?' he thought as he tried standing up again. Trunks snickered and Goten was whispering to the other students to look at their teacher. After Heero's third attempt to get out of the seat, he heard a rip. 'Kuso...' Heero quickly sat back down as the class started laughing.
"Heero, is something wrong?" asked a very concerned Relena, who was still wondering about the rip she heard. Heero, blushing, shook his head.
"It's nothing, Relena," Heero quickly replied, glaring at the students in the class. All of them stopped laughing, but they still had grins and smiles plastered on their faces.
"Mr. Yuy, why don't you give us our ASSignment for the day?" Trunks said, with a HUGE grin. Heero growled, knowing that it was the Purple Haired Wonder who had done this to him. He wondered where the demi-Saiyajin brat could have possibly gotten idea to...
"DUO!" yelled Heero. "When I see you again, you are DEAD! OMAE O KOROSU!"
Relena finally put two and two together, and blushed. "Heero, I hope you have some kind of underwear on today," Relena said, blushing. Heero blushed even more, since he DIDN'T put on any boxers today. 'What the hell am I going to do?'
"Um...Relena, do you think you can um...watch the children while I go home?" Heero asked, embarassed and shocked that a 12 year old kid could do this to him. Relena nodded and Heero grabbed his teacher's edition of the history textbook. He covered his nude ass with it and walked sideways towards the door. Relena, blushing because she managed to get a good look at Heero's nude bottom, turned back to the class.
"Children, here is the assignment. Get out your textbooks, and you may work together on it," Relena instructed as she handed out the papers to the kids. Trunks and Goten looked at each other and grinned.
"Mission: Payback complete," Trunks said as he laughed with the rest of the class.
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"Duo is SO dead the next time I see him," Heero growled as he drove back to his apartment. "And so is that purple haired brat's father. Hmm...I should challenge that jerk to a fight," he muttered, trying to think of a way to get into his apartment without the rest of the world seeing his bare ass... (Author's Note: Damn, Heero has a nice ass... :P)
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And there you have it! Seventh Grade Teacher Part 4! Hehe...since people seem to want Heero to kick Vegeta's ass so much, I'm working on a story for that one. I should have it uploaded tonight or tomorrow. So...if you like this part, or even if you hated it, review it please! It's how I can tell people want more of HY: 7th Grade Teacher! Well....ja ne, and be sure to check out my semi-crappy songfic, The Lover After Me. (I say 'semi-crappy' because I wrote it at like 4am and I was depressed. Review that one too, please! :P)