Author- CloudNeroZ
Pairings- 1+2, 3+4, 5
Disclaimer- :: Looks into Magic Eight Ball:: Do I own my computer? :: Magic Eight Ball shows a 'Yes':: Good. Do I own my PS2? :: Magic Eight Ball shows a 'Signs point to yes':: Okay. So close. Do I own Gundam wing?:: Magic Eight Ball shows a ' Don't count on it':: Oh well. I tried. I don't own Gundam Wing but I do own a now broken Magic Eight Ball.

Thanks- Thank you so much Kattie! You're the very best!
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As the first bell of the day rang all five Gundam pilots got up from their lunch table and headed for their lockers, which were coincidentally all next to each other. Herro and Wufei were in the front of the pack. Behind them were Quatre and Duo who were talking about what happened that morning when Duo was trying to make breakfast. Trowa was bringing up the rear with his eyes glued to Quatre's cloth-covered butt. The five young boys walked up to their lockers and precisely punched them all at the same time. All of the lockers flung open and each reflected their owner's personality.
Herro's was just a plain locker with shelves built into it so he could keep his locker organized. Duo's locker was painted black with 'Shinigami' written in red on the walls of it. Trowa's had his half clown mask mounted on the back and half of a heart that had "Q" on it. Quatre's had a picture of Trowa and he that Trowa had drawn for him. He also had the other half of the heart and it had a "T" on it. Finally Wufei's had a single dragon patch on the back of his locker to "protect" it. Herro had originally objected to them "wasting their time " decorating lockers that they would be using for such a short time but the other pilots convinced him to. Their current mission was to improve their skills to become better solders. They were taking all the same classes and only took ones that would help them.
The five boys walked into their first period class, which was Psychology I, and headed to the back of the class and sat down in the seats in the very last row. Duo was between Quatre and Herro and Trowa was on the other side of Quatre. Wufei also sat next to Trowa. The other students started to fill in but their teacher was no where in sight. The tardy bell rang and their teacher was still MIA*. Suddenly the door opened and in walked a substitute teacher. It was Mr. S. He was a regular substitute at their school so every one, except the pilots, knew him.
"Okay, I'm Mr. S, and since every one knows me now, let's get to the point. Your teacher had to go out of the colony due to a family emergency. I will be your substitute teacher for about a week until he comes back. He left me instructions and they will be followed. He has appointed a mister Quarter as my helper." Mr. S said with a thick English accent. As soon as he stopped the class went into giggles and snickers.
"Um. Mr. S, my name is Quatre." The boy said while raising his hand in the air.
Mr. S looked down at the paper in his hand and looked back up to Quatre.
"So it is. My apologies. Now can you please come up here and tell me who is absent?" The sub* asked.
Quatre walked to the front and told Mr. S who was missing. The sub took note of it and pulled another sheet out of the sub folder.
"Now for your assignment. Your teacher doesn't want you learning anything new until he gets back, so you'll be reviewing what you have learned. Today he wants you to review why you dream so you will come up here and show or explain or act out what you dreamt last night. And since your up here you can go first Mr. Quatre." Mr. S explained. He then took his seat at the teacher's desk.
Quatre stood in the front of the class looking down at his shoes. He briefly looked up at the sub and started to walk to the back of the class. When he reached Trowa, he stopped and held out his hand for Trowa to take. Trowa took it without hesitation. Quatre walked back to the front of the class with Trowa in tow with the whole class' eyes on them. He turned to face the class with a deep blush on his cheeks. He held out his hands, displaying Trowa. The entire class looked back and forth, trying to see how they should react. No one said anything so Quatre started to become nervous.
"Well," Mr. S broke the silence, "That was interesting. You may sit down now Mr. Quatre and your 'friend' can go next." Quatre nodded his head and started to walk back to his seat. Trowa reached out and grabbed Quatre's hand and pulled him back. Trowa engorged Quatre's surprised "eep" and held his hands up just as Quatre had done a minute ago. Quatre's blush deepened as Duo's whistles reached the front of the room. Both boys headed back to their seats. When they reached them, Quatre punched Duo lightly on the arm as payback.
The sub had expected Trowa to do something like that so he was not dazed at all. He looked down at the role to pick the next victim. After a boy running around like a chicken with its head cut of saying he was being chased by a very upset spoon and a girl singing a horrible rendition of "Wind Beneath my Wings" he called Wufei up to the front.
Wufei got out of his seat and instead of heading toward the front of the room he went behind the chairs and went to Duo's desk. He roughly took a hold of Duo's hand and pulled him up leading him to the front much like Quatre had done with Trowa. Herro was about to get up and seriously injure Wufei when Duo looked over his shoulder at him and gave him a look that said "stay put."
When they had reached the front of the room Wufei left Duo standing still as he went behind the teacher's desk. He went into the top drawer and quickly put what he had found behind his back and closed the drawer. The only reason Mr. S allowed him to do this was his curiosity. Wufei went to back to Duo and carefully took his braid into his left hand. In one swift motion he pulled Duo's hair harshly and pulled his right hand in frond of him. Duo saw scissors in Wufei's hand and freaked out. He screamed and pulled his braid out of Wufei's hand. Wufei calmly walked back to the teachers deck and he replaced the scissors. He then returned to his seat with a smirk and tried to ignore the Death Glare® Herro was giving him.
"Well, since I'm up here I'll go next." Duo said while rocking back and fourth on his heels. Duo reached down to his pants and started to undo the top button.
"No!" Screamed Herro from the back of the room. The entire class turned to look at him and Duo just laughed.
"You're no fun." Duo said while fake pouting. "You guys will just have to imagine me naked." Duo said and shot a look toward Herro. Herro looked like he was going to kill anyone looking at HIS Duo. Duo just engorged him and climbed on the top of an empty desk. He jumped off and screamed out he could fly. He started to run around the room making airplane noises and occasionally jumping up and yelling "turbulence". After about a minute of this, Mr. S had enough.
"Okay. That's enough. Thank you very much. You may take your seat now." Mr. S said while looking down at the role to see who had not gone.
"Oh, cool. Where do I get to take it?" Duo said with fake enthusiasm.
"Australia for all I care just as long as you leave the front of the room." Mr. S replied and Duo went back to his seat, looking defeated. He wanted Mr. S to get mad but he didn't.
Mr. S called up a couple more people with their dreams ranging from killer rabbits to giant fish in drag. Finally at the end off the list he called Herro to go. He went up to the front and just stood there. Mr. S gave him a wave of his hand letting him know he could go.
"I don't dream." Herro said, as he looked strait into the sub's eyes.
"Sure you do. Everyone dreams." Mr. S said, not believing Herro.
"I don't." Herro said a little louder.
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don't!"
"Yes, you do!"
The bell rang and students started to file out of the room. Herro went to the back and joined his friends in leaving.
"Tomorrow you'll be reviewing the ID, The Ego, and The Super Ego. So study your notes!" Mr. S said loudly to those who were still in the room. The Gundam pilots were the last ones out and Quatre and Duo both said "bye" to the sub. They went to their lockers and got ready for their next class.
Mr. S sat in the teacher's chair and sighed. "This is going to be one long week" He said to an empty classroom.

To be continued.

* MIA- Missing In Action, just means that he should be there but he isn't.
Sub- Slang for substitute.
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