Sisters on Ice
By: Tamayo
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, I never said I did. Moron.
Warnings: Female Duo, A.U, 1x2 and 3x4, ever-so-slight Relena-bashing *Snicker*
Recap: Let's see... Duo and Relena are two sisters who go skating with a friend. Duo and her friend Quatre are great figure skaters and Relena is learning. Quatre encounters a 'friend' from his grade 1 class named Heero, and Relena tries to impress him to no avail. Duo and Relena go home, and get into an argument. Relena ends up disowned and secretly stealing some of Duo's stuff. After a very emotion-packed day for Duo, and a day full of dirty tricks for Relena, the plot FINALLY begins to NEARLY take place(I think). Then Duo and Heero finally get introduced to each other at the Ice Roses skating arena the next day. Duo plans a bonfire and invites a couple of friends. The plot attempts to thicken, but fails miserably.
Authour's Note: One of my first fics. Sorry it sucks so bad. And /.../ is peoples thoughts o.o You have to read the whole paragraph to figure out who's thinking, though, obviously. And really sorry about the long time since the last update. WB hates me.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter Six
Duo stepped out of the taxi, thanked him, and handed him a twenty dollar bill, murmuring "Keep the change." She sighed and stepped into the lobby, somewhat nervous, with the invite in her pocket.
The lady behind the desk looked up. "How may I help you?" came her painfully perky voice. Duo winced, reminded violently of her younger sister.
"I uh, need to go into the lockers, I left something in there last time." Duo said quickly. The lady looked somewhat thoughtful. After all, Duo reasoned, she couldn't just let Duo in, what if she was lieing? /Like I am./ she thought semi-darkly.
"What did you leave behind?" The question shocked her. Of course, it would make sense the lady would like to know.
"I left.. an invitation to a birthday party" she said quickly, feeling the bonfire invite in her pocket and quickly receiving inspiration. "It has some information I need, the party is tomorrow, and it has important dates on it."
The lady slowly nodded. "You better hurry, I could lose my job fer this," she warned quietly, not intending for Duo to hear. But she did and she did hurry.
She slipped down the corridor to the male locker/changing room. Glancing around, she suddenly realized she had no clue which was Heero's, and no way to tell. Her insides started to churn. Failure wasn't an option, she had thought, now she was so far into the plot, but it seemed fate thought otherwise.
Duo was about to give up with a sigh when suddenly someone brushed by her, without an 'excuse me' or a 'sorry', and she was pushed against the wall. Quickly, she looked up to tell him off, and realized it was *Heero*. She blinked and quickly hurried into a changing room so he wouldn't recognize her, or see she wasn't male, and watched through a crack in the door as he took his skates from the locker.
She mentally thanked god he was already in his skating outfit, because she would have felt incredibly embarassed if, god forbid, he had changed infront of her. Heero tied his skates, and walked out of the door onto the ice.
She let go of a breath she hadn't realized she was holding, then quickly walked over to his locker, incase someone else came in. She hurriedly slipped the invite over the top of the locker door, incase it squeaked when she opened it, and ran out and down the hallway, ducking into the female locker just to make sure she looked like she was coming from there. She then rushed out of the building, stopping only to thank the lady.
With a start, she remembered she had no form of transportation home. Her cell wasn't with her, and the traffic was jammed. She wondered why, and as if to answer her question, rain began to pour from the sky.
"Goddamned weather." she spat and pulled her jacket up around her shoulders, zipping and buttoning up every part she could. She hated to get wet. She set off at a jog for home, which was rather far away, but hey, she'd gone farther before.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Heero stepped off the ice and headed back into the changing room. He had been harassed by that clingy Relena girl again. With something that was almost sigh, he began to untie his figure skates, and slid the door of his locker open. An envelope drifted out, but he ignored it for the moment and changed from his skating clothing to his normal wear. He picked up the note when he was done.
He opened it and a brightly colored computer made equivalent of a birthday card or something slid into his palm neatly. Opening it, he discovered it was an invite to a bonfire. From a complete stranger. Who spelled his name wrong.
With a snort of disgust, he went to crumple it up, when something, perhaps, his heart? Psh, yeah right. Anyways, some part of him cried out that he missed company, that he should go. He glared at the wall sullenly, knowing he truly did occasionally miss the company of others, whether he told or not. He looked at the invitation which his lonely 'heart' had saved, and then realized he recognized who it was from.
Duo, that girl who was so stupid she didn't even know what 'reckon' meant. He frowned. That complicated things. But he decided, eventually, as he walked home that starry evening, he would go. It probably wouldn'tve been normal for a person to do such a thing, going to a stranger's party, but Heero rarely did things the normal way.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Duo flopped down on her couch. She felt as though she had walked a thousand miles, even if it was one at the most. "I am never doing that again. If he doesn't come, I will RIP HIS HEAD OFF!" she said comically and violently mauled a couchpillow. She realized what she was doing and laughed.
"Strange guy, that Heero is. I don't understand how Quatre and him EVER got along!" she said with a sigh and stared at her ceiling.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The next morning, at 7:00 AM sharp, Quatre was awakened by Rashid who knocked upon his bedroom door to tell him Master Chang had arrived. Quatre nodded slowly and got dressed equally slowly, and stumbled down the stairs, to find Wufei awaiting him, leaning slightly on the wall in a Heero-like pose, almost-shoulderlength black hair in its usual ponytail which looked as though it could induce a migraine.
"I brought a friend, Quatre." Wufei stated without opening his eyes which were closed in a relaxed way. "You haven't met before. He's the silent type." Wufei beckoned with an arm, and a tall auburn-haired boy stepped into view from the hallway. He nodded politely to Quatre.
"My name is Trowa Barton." was all he said, in a soft yet dead tone. Wufei finally opened his eyes, but only to roll them. He straightened up and looked at Quatre.
"He's practically been in solitary confinement, he needs some interaction with people." Wufei said with a confident nod. "What's for breakfast?"
Quatre stared at Wufei incredulously. "I only just got up!""Shameless rich boy, you need to wake up earlier."
Quatre sweatdropped.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
x.x Woo. Did Wufei come off too Heeroish? Or vice versa? Or somethingwaostgsjaosboomthingymajiggerimconfusedeekexplodesomethinnothinggrapesoda! _ I'm high. My apologies for being so slow to update. I hope I haven't lost my few fans.
By: Tamayo
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, I never said I did. Moron.
Warnings: Female Duo, A.U, 1x2 and 3x4, ever-so-slight Relena-bashing *Snicker*
Recap: Let's see... Duo and Relena are two sisters who go skating with a friend. Duo and her friend Quatre are great figure skaters and Relena is learning. Quatre encounters a 'friend' from his grade 1 class named Heero, and Relena tries to impress him to no avail. Duo and Relena go home, and get into an argument. Relena ends up disowned and secretly stealing some of Duo's stuff. After a very emotion-packed day for Duo, and a day full of dirty tricks for Relena, the plot FINALLY begins to NEARLY take place(I think). Then Duo and Heero finally get introduced to each other at the Ice Roses skating arena the next day. Duo plans a bonfire and invites a couple of friends. The plot attempts to thicken, but fails miserably.
Authour's Note: One of my first fics. Sorry it sucks so bad. And /.../ is peoples thoughts o.o You have to read the whole paragraph to figure out who's thinking, though, obviously. And really sorry about the long time since the last update. WB hates me.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter Six
Duo stepped out of the taxi, thanked him, and handed him a twenty dollar bill, murmuring "Keep the change." She sighed and stepped into the lobby, somewhat nervous, with the invite in her pocket.
The lady behind the desk looked up. "How may I help you?" came her painfully perky voice. Duo winced, reminded violently of her younger sister.
"I uh, need to go into the lockers, I left something in there last time." Duo said quickly. The lady looked somewhat thoughtful. After all, Duo reasoned, she couldn't just let Duo in, what if she was lieing? /Like I am./ she thought semi-darkly.
"What did you leave behind?" The question shocked her. Of course, it would make sense the lady would like to know.
"I left.. an invitation to a birthday party" she said quickly, feeling the bonfire invite in her pocket and quickly receiving inspiration. "It has some information I need, the party is tomorrow, and it has important dates on it."
The lady slowly nodded. "You better hurry, I could lose my job fer this," she warned quietly, not intending for Duo to hear. But she did and she did hurry.
She slipped down the corridor to the male locker/changing room. Glancing around, she suddenly realized she had no clue which was Heero's, and no way to tell. Her insides started to churn. Failure wasn't an option, she had thought, now she was so far into the plot, but it seemed fate thought otherwise.
Duo was about to give up with a sigh when suddenly someone brushed by her, without an 'excuse me' or a 'sorry', and she was pushed against the wall. Quickly, she looked up to tell him off, and realized it was *Heero*. She blinked and quickly hurried into a changing room so he wouldn't recognize her, or see she wasn't male, and watched through a crack in the door as he took his skates from the locker.
She mentally thanked god he was already in his skating outfit, because she would have felt incredibly embarassed if, god forbid, he had changed infront of her. Heero tied his skates, and walked out of the door onto the ice.
She let go of a breath she hadn't realized she was holding, then quickly walked over to his locker, incase someone else came in. She hurriedly slipped the invite over the top of the locker door, incase it squeaked when she opened it, and ran out and down the hallway, ducking into the female locker just to make sure she looked like she was coming from there. She then rushed out of the building, stopping only to thank the lady.
With a start, she remembered she had no form of transportation home. Her cell wasn't with her, and the traffic was jammed. She wondered why, and as if to answer her question, rain began to pour from the sky.
"Goddamned weather." she spat and pulled her jacket up around her shoulders, zipping and buttoning up every part she could. She hated to get wet. She set off at a jog for home, which was rather far away, but hey, she'd gone farther before.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Heero stepped off the ice and headed back into the changing room. He had been harassed by that clingy Relena girl again. With something that was almost sigh, he began to untie his figure skates, and slid the door of his locker open. An envelope drifted out, but he ignored it for the moment and changed from his skating clothing to his normal wear. He picked up the note when he was done.
He opened it and a brightly colored computer made equivalent of a birthday card or something slid into his palm neatly. Opening it, he discovered it was an invite to a bonfire. From a complete stranger. Who spelled his name wrong.
With a snort of disgust, he went to crumple it up, when something, perhaps, his heart? Psh, yeah right. Anyways, some part of him cried out that he missed company, that he should go. He glared at the wall sullenly, knowing he truly did occasionally miss the company of others, whether he told or not. He looked at the invitation which his lonely 'heart' had saved, and then realized he recognized who it was from.
Duo, that girl who was so stupid she didn't even know what 'reckon' meant. He frowned. That complicated things. But he decided, eventually, as he walked home that starry evening, he would go. It probably wouldn'tve been normal for a person to do such a thing, going to a stranger's party, but Heero rarely did things the normal way.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Duo flopped down on her couch. She felt as though she had walked a thousand miles, even if it was one at the most. "I am never doing that again. If he doesn't come, I will RIP HIS HEAD OFF!" she said comically and violently mauled a couchpillow. She realized what she was doing and laughed.
"Strange guy, that Heero is. I don't understand how Quatre and him EVER got along!" she said with a sigh and stared at her ceiling.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The next morning, at 7:00 AM sharp, Quatre was awakened by Rashid who knocked upon his bedroom door to tell him Master Chang had arrived. Quatre nodded slowly and got dressed equally slowly, and stumbled down the stairs, to find Wufei awaiting him, leaning slightly on the wall in a Heero-like pose, almost-shoulderlength black hair in its usual ponytail which looked as though it could induce a migraine.
"I brought a friend, Quatre." Wufei stated without opening his eyes which were closed in a relaxed way. "You haven't met before. He's the silent type." Wufei beckoned with an arm, and a tall auburn-haired boy stepped into view from the hallway. He nodded politely to Quatre.
"My name is Trowa Barton." was all he said, in a soft yet dead tone. Wufei finally opened his eyes, but only to roll them. He straightened up and looked at Quatre.
"He's practically been in solitary confinement, he needs some interaction with people." Wufei said with a confident nod. "What's for breakfast?"
Quatre stared at Wufei incredulously. "I only just got up!""Shameless rich boy, you need to wake up earlier."
Quatre sweatdropped.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
x.x Woo. Did Wufei come off too Heeroish? Or vice versa? Or somethingwaostgsjaosboomthingymajiggerimconfusedeekexplodesomethinnothinggrapesoda! _ I'm high. My apologies for being so slow to update. I hope I haven't lost my few fans.