Cont!
Disclaimer: In case you missed the previous chapter.. I do NOT own Gundam Wing, so you have no justified right to sue me unless you want cat fur, 3- month-old potatoe chips, and five evil possessed squirrels! *is now satisfied*
Author's note: Okay, I apologize about the previous chapter.. It was all so messy! Now, I will properly space everything out! At least, I hope... *sighs* Oh yes, another thing, in case ya didn't notice.. YES! I _HAVE_ hired Heero, the Japanese g-boy that I hate, to be my muse.. Plz tell me if that is not legal. However, if I hear it only from Heero fans, I will not believe ya. Otherwise, I have my main, lazy muse named Okubatu. So peace!
CHAPTER 2: HIS NAME IS SHINIGAMI!!!
"Finally! You're back!" Quatre hugged Duo, feeling more excited over the fact that he was now going to be fed. ((I AINT a yaoi fan, though I have been known to read/write some yaoi stories before..))
Heero, seeing Duo entering the house, automatically shut off the video game and restarted it. There was no way that he was going to ruin Duo's pride. "Hn.. Took you long enough..." he grunted, returning to his usual monotone state.
"Hey, hey, hey! Don't be all so mad!" Duo lifted his hands to defend himself from Heero and Wufei, of course dropping the bags on the floor. "I-I.... Well, for one thing, my new pal ISN'T a girl. And for another, I was embarassed again today, so I'm not in the mood for your rants, Wufei." He gently brushed himself out of Quatre's grasp, and started to pick up the groceries.
While he bent over, Quatre caught sight of Duo's new puppy dog.."Oh! How adorable!!" the blonde haired Arabian clasped his hands together with glee, then carefully reached out and picked up the black puppy. It whimpered, being torn away from its owner, but soon came to love Quatre, as well.
"Oh, I see you've met my buddy, there, Q-man!" the chestnut brown-haired teen remarked, starting to put the groceries away. "Eh, Heero, Fei, Tro! Why dontcha help me unload the groceries from the truck? The LEAST you could do for my services is unload them!"
"Roger.."
"Sure.."
"Might as well.."
Reluctantly, the three pilots headed outside to fetch the groceries. One by one, they returned, and in the same order, they left again to retrieve a new load. Then, they came back in, and went back out again. ((don't you jusy LOVE how I present their torture????)) Finally, they came in with the last load, and plopped down on the floor.
"..So what's its name?" Trowa asked, holding his stomach in pain.
"You know, I never thought about that..." the American pilot blinked a couple of times, then looked down at his dog, barking excitedly in Quatre's arms. "The whole time I was with him, I called him "Little Buddy."
"What a pathetic name! You call everyone you see 'buddy' or 'pal!" Wufei snorted. "Why not a strong name, such as 'Nataku' or 'Butch.??" ((Who all could picture him naming his own dog one of those names?))
"No way, Wu-man!" Duo argued, lowering his eyebrows. "He's a cute little fella, so he should get a better name than you 'strong names!"
"Hmph! Well, it's your loss, Maxwell!" the Chinese warrior nonchalantly folded his arms, then walked off. Duo's puppy growled at the retreating boy.
"Good boy..." the cobalt blue eyed teenager patted his canine on the head lightly, grinning wide." He's one of the guys you'll learn not to like much.."
"How about fluffly? Or maybe cottonball?" Suddenly, Relena popped out of nowhere and glomped Heero.
"Eeeeuch!!!!!" exclaimed the messy haired pilot, teetering side to side under Relena's weight, and eventually falling over on the carpet. "Give.Me.A.Break.Please.Got.It?"
"..Right..." the God of Death turned to Trowa. "So, what do you think his name should be, Trowa?"
"...I was thinking something unique, such as Taco or something.." the clown answered, licking his lips hungrilly. "..Maybe chocolate..."
Duo fell over and sweatdropped big. "He ISN'T a food item, so don't you even dare think about eating him!! That's BARBARIC!" The puppy whimpered, hiding his nose under Quatre's arm.
"...Maybe we could name him-"
"Sorry, Q-man. But after what I've heard, I don't want to hear anymore suggestions.." 02's pilot sighed, taking the puppy in his arms and walking up to his room.
***
"Yeah, I wouldn't ever call you Fluffy or Taco or Nataku.." Duo looked down at the small dog in his arms sweetly. "It wouldn't fit your appearance OR your background, Little Buddy. Maybe I should just stick to calling ya that. Whaydya say?"
"Grrrr....." The canine flashed the tips of his teeth, and growled a bit.
"I'll take that as a 'no," Deathscythe's pilot chuckled." But what will I call you, then?" He sighed deeply, collapsing on his bed and laying the nameless dog on his stomach gently. "..Maybe something similar to my name, since we have so much in common.."
Duo's dog tilted its head curiously, its eyes obviously asking him,"How so?"
"Let me tell you about how I grew up.." said the American pilot. "..I was an orphan that wandered the streets, just like you. I had no family, and that would be the same as not having a master for you. All of my family had died during the war.. So, I was basically you every day troublemaker. Back then, I actually used to steal food, along with my old comrades Solo, George, and Mikey. ((Okay, so I made up the names George and Mikey.. -_-; )) Unfortunately, Solo had died due to a disease that was infecting the whole colony at the time.." A single tear slid down his cheek. "Solo was my best pal... We did nearly everything together, and he taught me how to survive on the streets.. Heh, after he died, we all kinda split up, and were united again at the Maxwell Church. That tells you how I got my last name, by the way. They took in all the orphans, and gave them a home until people just adopted them... But, as I already mentioned, I was a troublemaker. Such a troublemaker that no one wanted me..So I kept coming back to Father Maxwell and Sister Helen, time after time. And do you see this braid?" Duo took his braid in his right hand and pointed to it with his left hand. "Sister Helen braided it for me when I refused to let her cut it. So, this is my most adored item in the whole, entire universe." he grinned letting it fall onto his bedsheets. "But then, those guys took over, and hurt Father Maxwell and Sister Helen.." his grin faded into a cold glare, and his voice went down with it. "They wanted a mobile suit, so I stole one for 'em. And do ya know what they did? While I was away, they DEMOLISHED the whole church! Father Maxwell, Sister Helen..they all died! ..I wish I couldda just gave those guys what they deserved.. But they were no longer there.. From that day on, I called myself the God of Death, but Heero calls me Shinigami. It doesn't matter to me, coz they both mean the same thing."
The puppy whimpered again, then barked when he heard the name 'Shinigami.' It seemed as if he liked that name. This made Duo blink a couple of times, then he smirked. In its own way, that name suited the dog.
"So, Shinigami it is!" Deathscythe's pilot exclaimed. "Cool! Now we're BOTH the great Gods of Death!"
~*~*~*~*~
Ryo: *holds up a sign that says "End" in up-side down, messy letters* Yeah, ya heard meh. Tis ze accursed end of yet another chapter. I'd make 'em longer, but I wanted the chapters to rotate around the title, ya know?
Heero: *has his arms crossed* ..And for certain, lazy authoresses that call themselves otakus, that's a pretty difficult task.
Ryo: *glares at Heero* ..I KNOW you were talking about ME, so next chapter, OKU sits on my arm and criticizes me!
Okubatu: Yay! *pushes Heero off Ryo's shoulder and hops on there, herself*
Heero: *whimper*
Ryo: You brought this on yourself, Hee-chan.. *to the readers* Thanks for reading! Please review!! *points to the little button below* See? It's right there, and it only takes a couple of minutes to type up whatever you have to say! ^__^ Isn't it great? Ja~ne!
Disclaimer: In case you missed the previous chapter.. I do NOT own Gundam Wing, so you have no justified right to sue me unless you want cat fur, 3- month-old potatoe chips, and five evil possessed squirrels! *is now satisfied*
Author's note: Okay, I apologize about the previous chapter.. It was all so messy! Now, I will properly space everything out! At least, I hope... *sighs* Oh yes, another thing, in case ya didn't notice.. YES! I _HAVE_ hired Heero, the Japanese g-boy that I hate, to be my muse.. Plz tell me if that is not legal. However, if I hear it only from Heero fans, I will not believe ya. Otherwise, I have my main, lazy muse named Okubatu. So peace!
CHAPTER 2: HIS NAME IS SHINIGAMI!!!
"Finally! You're back!" Quatre hugged Duo, feeling more excited over the fact that he was now going to be fed. ((I AINT a yaoi fan, though I have been known to read/write some yaoi stories before..))
Heero, seeing Duo entering the house, automatically shut off the video game and restarted it. There was no way that he was going to ruin Duo's pride. "Hn.. Took you long enough..." he grunted, returning to his usual monotone state.
"Hey, hey, hey! Don't be all so mad!" Duo lifted his hands to defend himself from Heero and Wufei, of course dropping the bags on the floor. "I-I.... Well, for one thing, my new pal ISN'T a girl. And for another, I was embarassed again today, so I'm not in the mood for your rants, Wufei." He gently brushed himself out of Quatre's grasp, and started to pick up the groceries.
While he bent over, Quatre caught sight of Duo's new puppy dog.."Oh! How adorable!!" the blonde haired Arabian clasped his hands together with glee, then carefully reached out and picked up the black puppy. It whimpered, being torn away from its owner, but soon came to love Quatre, as well.
"Oh, I see you've met my buddy, there, Q-man!" the chestnut brown-haired teen remarked, starting to put the groceries away. "Eh, Heero, Fei, Tro! Why dontcha help me unload the groceries from the truck? The LEAST you could do for my services is unload them!"
"Roger.."
"Sure.."
"Might as well.."
Reluctantly, the three pilots headed outside to fetch the groceries. One by one, they returned, and in the same order, they left again to retrieve a new load. Then, they came back in, and went back out again. ((don't you jusy LOVE how I present their torture????)) Finally, they came in with the last load, and plopped down on the floor.
"..So what's its name?" Trowa asked, holding his stomach in pain.
"You know, I never thought about that..." the American pilot blinked a couple of times, then looked down at his dog, barking excitedly in Quatre's arms. "The whole time I was with him, I called him "Little Buddy."
"What a pathetic name! You call everyone you see 'buddy' or 'pal!" Wufei snorted. "Why not a strong name, such as 'Nataku' or 'Butch.??" ((Who all could picture him naming his own dog one of those names?))
"No way, Wu-man!" Duo argued, lowering his eyebrows. "He's a cute little fella, so he should get a better name than you 'strong names!"
"Hmph! Well, it's your loss, Maxwell!" the Chinese warrior nonchalantly folded his arms, then walked off. Duo's puppy growled at the retreating boy.
"Good boy..." the cobalt blue eyed teenager patted his canine on the head lightly, grinning wide." He's one of the guys you'll learn not to like much.."
"How about fluffly? Or maybe cottonball?" Suddenly, Relena popped out of nowhere and glomped Heero.
"Eeeeuch!!!!!" exclaimed the messy haired pilot, teetering side to side under Relena's weight, and eventually falling over on the carpet. "Give.Me.A.Break.Please.Got.It?"
"..Right..." the God of Death turned to Trowa. "So, what do you think his name should be, Trowa?"
"...I was thinking something unique, such as Taco or something.." the clown answered, licking his lips hungrilly. "..Maybe chocolate..."
Duo fell over and sweatdropped big. "He ISN'T a food item, so don't you even dare think about eating him!! That's BARBARIC!" The puppy whimpered, hiding his nose under Quatre's arm.
"...Maybe we could name him-"
"Sorry, Q-man. But after what I've heard, I don't want to hear anymore suggestions.." 02's pilot sighed, taking the puppy in his arms and walking up to his room.
***
"Yeah, I wouldn't ever call you Fluffy or Taco or Nataku.." Duo looked down at the small dog in his arms sweetly. "It wouldn't fit your appearance OR your background, Little Buddy. Maybe I should just stick to calling ya that. Whaydya say?"
"Grrrr....." The canine flashed the tips of his teeth, and growled a bit.
"I'll take that as a 'no," Deathscythe's pilot chuckled." But what will I call you, then?" He sighed deeply, collapsing on his bed and laying the nameless dog on his stomach gently. "..Maybe something similar to my name, since we have so much in common.."
Duo's dog tilted its head curiously, its eyes obviously asking him,"How so?"
"Let me tell you about how I grew up.." said the American pilot. "..I was an orphan that wandered the streets, just like you. I had no family, and that would be the same as not having a master for you. All of my family had died during the war.. So, I was basically you every day troublemaker. Back then, I actually used to steal food, along with my old comrades Solo, George, and Mikey. ((Okay, so I made up the names George and Mikey.. -_-; )) Unfortunately, Solo had died due to a disease that was infecting the whole colony at the time.." A single tear slid down his cheek. "Solo was my best pal... We did nearly everything together, and he taught me how to survive on the streets.. Heh, after he died, we all kinda split up, and were united again at the Maxwell Church. That tells you how I got my last name, by the way. They took in all the orphans, and gave them a home until people just adopted them... But, as I already mentioned, I was a troublemaker. Such a troublemaker that no one wanted me..So I kept coming back to Father Maxwell and Sister Helen, time after time. And do you see this braid?" Duo took his braid in his right hand and pointed to it with his left hand. "Sister Helen braided it for me when I refused to let her cut it. So, this is my most adored item in the whole, entire universe." he grinned letting it fall onto his bedsheets. "But then, those guys took over, and hurt Father Maxwell and Sister Helen.." his grin faded into a cold glare, and his voice went down with it. "They wanted a mobile suit, so I stole one for 'em. And do ya know what they did? While I was away, they DEMOLISHED the whole church! Father Maxwell, Sister Helen..they all died! ..I wish I couldda just gave those guys what they deserved.. But they were no longer there.. From that day on, I called myself the God of Death, but Heero calls me Shinigami. It doesn't matter to me, coz they both mean the same thing."
The puppy whimpered again, then barked when he heard the name 'Shinigami.' It seemed as if he liked that name. This made Duo blink a couple of times, then he smirked. In its own way, that name suited the dog.
"So, Shinigami it is!" Deathscythe's pilot exclaimed. "Cool! Now we're BOTH the great Gods of Death!"
~*~*~*~*~
Ryo: *holds up a sign that says "End" in up-side down, messy letters* Yeah, ya heard meh. Tis ze accursed end of yet another chapter. I'd make 'em longer, but I wanted the chapters to rotate around the title, ya know?
Heero: *has his arms crossed* ..And for certain, lazy authoresses that call themselves otakus, that's a pretty difficult task.
Ryo: *glares at Heero* ..I KNOW you were talking about ME, so next chapter, OKU sits on my arm and criticizes me!
Okubatu: Yay! *pushes Heero off Ryo's shoulder and hops on there, herself*
Heero: *whimper*
Ryo: You brought this on yourself, Hee-chan.. *to the readers* Thanks for reading! Please review!! *points to the little button below* See? It's right there, and it only takes a couple of minutes to type up whatever you have to say! ^__^ Isn't it great? Ja~ne!