"Who the Fudge Cookie Are YOU?"
~Author Chrysylis Maxwell (Many scenes written by Kay Sirinial)
Disclaimer: Well, I don't own Gundam Wing. Because if I did, you know it'd be more than a season and a movie. It'd be an entire series. Screw Gundam 0080-0083! I want more GW!!
Author's Note: I put my own personal comments in parenthesis *(blah blah, you get the idea)* and every character in here that isn't GW related are REAL and only _I_ have consent to use them. These characters are not BASED on real people, they ARE real people. Everything they do in this fic has either happened or more than likely will happen in the near future. Except for the whole "Meeting the Gundam Boys" thing.... Anyway, on with the fic!
Most RECENT Note:
((Sorry AGAIN for taking so long to update! It's the final six weeks of school, so I'm just a TAD bit tense. BUT three day weekend, so YAY! Maybe, if you all like and review me some more, I'll add some more before I leave next week for Minneapolis to see my brother get commissioned. Be nice! I hope you like! Oh yes, and this is still just Chapter One. *giggles*))
My dad opened the door exactly one minute before my alarm went off. As usual, he poked his head in, asking if I was up yet. Annoyed, I sat up in bed, disarrayed hair going everywhere and that "I'm going to kill you" glare in my eye. Getting the message, he grinned, said good morning, and left, just as the radio turned itself on.
* * * * *
Duo bent over Quatre, waiting for him to wake up at the sight of a fellow pilot's face two inches away from him. He couldn't help smirking, thinking of what events were to take place once Quatre opened his bright blue eyes. Soon enough, the Arabian pilot of Sandrock began to stir...
* * * * *
Heero, Trowa, and Wufei, having woken earlier than the late sleepers Duo and Quatre, were busily studying a map of the high school they were to infiltrate that morning. They would be there for a while. It was a long term mission, not at all simple. Keep the two main OZ leaders from assassinating their past ancestors. How'd they even figure it out? There must have been loose ends for each pilot... Heero's was Dr. J, Trowa's Catherine, Wufei's Merian, Duo's church, and Quatre... well, Quatre, was a public prince. There was the fact of how OZ figured out who they were... But that's a pointless plot hole that I can't think of how to fill in. Anyway, as they were hunched over the kitchen table of their "rented" apartment (Heero's a hacker, duh), they suddenly snapped their head up to the sounds of a horrific scream, a bump, a thud, and hysterical laughter. They simultaneously and instinctively turned their heads to Duo and Quatre's shared room to seem them trying to force their way out the door at the same time.
Duo seemed to be having an absolute riot. He was grinning widely and failing miserably at trying to repress his laughter. Quatre was rubbing his forehead and muttering.
"Duo. What did you do?" Trowa asked what was on the other three pilots' minds.
Duo grinned even wider. "Just gave Quatre here a complimentary wake-up call," he said simply, turning and laughing as he headed to the bathroom for his shower.
All three serious pilots turned to Quatre for an explanation. As he was still rubbing his forehead, he told the tale of how he had woken up peacefully to the overly cheerful face of Duo Maxwell too close to his own face for comfort. Quatre's eyes had widened, then he yelped, jolting up, hitting his forehead against Duo's, pushed the Braided Wonder off his bed, and watch the baka laugh insanely. The rest of the pilots burst out laughing as well, even Heero. After all, it was a rather amusing image. Quatre found himself laughing after a bit. Now he had the RIGHT to get back at Duo...
* * * * *
Later, around 7:20 AM...
I stood with two of my best friends, Kate and Kat. We were exchanging the day's newest info on my site, yesterday's anime episodes, and the hot pics and fics of the day. Today it was a 2x1 fic, so I wasn't interested. Kat knew I hated 2x1, so she handed me a good Quatre fic I'd read before.
As we continued talking in our clique's corner of the hallway, I glanced over at the passing crowd. I spotted a boy. A rather good looking boy. A boy with a braid. A boy that had the most beautiful deep blue/purple eyes, lit up with joy and mischief. (You get the idea.)
"Shinigami..." escaped my lips before I passed out. Two minutes later, I awoke to a sharp pain in my side, and was now halfway across the floor. Kat was really good at kicking people...
"Oww..." I complained, before realizing I had seen someone VERY interesting.
"Something wrong?" Kate asked, seeing the look of wonder spread across my face. Would they believe me?
"I.... I... I saw DUO!" I finally got out. Then I watched in annoyance as they burst out laughing.
"Sounds like a bad fic idea!" Kate exclaimed, sending her and Kat into louder roars of laugher and me to my first period Biology class.
* * * * *
Wufei wandered down the hall perfectly. Well, as perfect as wandering could be. He found his locker, next to the rest of the pilot's, and then found his first class.
"Shiffer, Biology," he said, shoving his schedule into his jeans pocket. He looked down disgustedly at his outfit, a plain T-shirt and jeans.
"I feel so... plain and weak," he muttered, walking into the classroom just as the bell rang.
* * * * *
I sat quietly at my desk, looking at two cute pics Kat had given me. Gundam Band and Duo Cat. I smiled appreciating them, looked up as the bell rang, then felt my jaw hit my desk. A new guy who looked VERY much like Wufei from my fav. Anime walked in. First Duo, now Wufei? I saw Shiffer greet him and take him to the front of the class. Was it really him? And why did I care so much?
"Everyone," Mr. Shiffer said, almost excited, in his own monotone way. "We have a new student," he peered at the small slip of paper he held in his hand. "Wu-fee Chang."
"That's Chang Wufei, but you may call me Wufei," he bowed to the class.
"What kind of a name is 'Wufei'?" I heard someone mutter. I knew Justice-Boy would get him later.
"Please don't sit by me, please don't sit by me..." Of course, Shiffer sits him BEHIND me. Wonderful.
* * * * *
Kate entered her first period Latin class, still smirking from Brandy's claim of seeing Duo. She giggled again to herself, until another familiar figure entered the room. Kate's jaw fell out of its socket and Tony picked it up for her. Next she knew, Heero Yuy was seated next to her and wondering why she was staring at him.
*Hn...* thought Heero (What were you expecting?). *Well, might as well have some fun while no one's watching...* So, he turned towards Kate, winked, and totally blew her ferret-sized blonde mind when he smiled, even if EVER SO (may I stress _EVER SO_!) slightly.
"Kate..." Tony started, whom sat in front of her. "Would you like your jaw back?"
Kate narrowed her eyes at Tony after she closed her mouth. Tony just smirked.
"Shut up, Alloran," she replied sharply.
* * * * *
"Finally..." I muttered mostly to myself. The bell rang and I bolted out the door. Wufei had delighted himself in poking me repeatedly in the back with his pen cap. I know I'd have a reason to hate him even more. It was probably punishment for my earlier chanting. I made it to my locker with no sign of Wufei. After getting my books, I was practically run over by Kate.
"I saw Heero!" she almost shouted. I smirked.
"NOW do you believe me?" I asked. She nodded so fast she could have gotten whiplash. "I've seen Wufei too" I commented depressedly. Kate's eyes widened in horror.
"I'm SORRY," she said, chuckling to the side. "BUT, I gotta go."
"OK, bye!" I waved after her and joined Tony and Aaron to the next class. I would cheer up, it was Theatre Arts! I loved Theatre Arts. But what I didn't know was exactly HOW happy I'd be. As we reached Aaron's locker, across from Downey's room (How convenient! But really, this part's TRUE!), Kat joined us. Her eyes were wide as she told the tale of meeting Quatre in English. WHOA, wait a second! Kat was a _SENIOR_ *might I stress, _SENIOR_! Kat: *in background* WHOO! Go class of 2001!* and Quatre was HOW OLD?! He couldn't be much older than me! And I'm fourteen! My mouth dropped and hung open, until I noticed my colleagues staring behind me. I turned around and saw Duo Maxwell enter Downey Dawg's room. That's my next class...
I practically fell all over myself and Tony, trying to get into D's room. As I opened the door and rushed to my seat, I noticed Duo had already taken a back seat, and was idlely playing with his nose. I giggled, then turned and blushed as he directed his attention to me. He smirked in that flirtatious way of his. Soon enough, I had slumped down in my seat as far as I could and still be counted as in a "normal sitting position". Tony took his chosen seat next to me.
"Does that mean we can't flirt this period anymore?" he teased, with an extremely fake pout on his face. I blushed even more.
"Shut up or you will no longer be able to prove your gender," I muttered. He crossed his legs and contorted his face as he imagined the immense pain. I grinned sweetly. I loved it when I could do that to guys...
I yawned, and relaxed a bit, more or less forgetting Shinigami was in the back row. Until I heard two people exchange seats and realized the Braided baka was making his way forward.
The bell rang,
and second period began.
Downey, who was torturing some random students in the front row off to my right, got the entire classes' attention.
"Yeah, we've got a new student today. C'mon up here," he waved Duo up. Duo, always loving any form of attention, practically leapt up to the room's makeshift stage (basically a couple black boards duct-taped to the floor with black duct tape with black chairs, a black podium, black walls... Your basic Improv needs.). He had been fourth row back, row next to mine, therefore, as he passed my second row desk, he managed to run his fingers down my arm. I shivered, obviously enjoying it (AND WHO WOULDN'T?!?). Yes, I did manage to catche that sly grin that spread across his face, as he made it to the front.
"Here he is... Go ahead and introduce yourself... I'm not creative today.." Downey blabbered. Must've been an off-day. (Okay, so it was the author who wasn't creative. I'm tired!) He'd probably rag Duo about his braid later. (*snicker*)
"Hi!" Duo started cheerfully. "My name's Duo Maxwell, and I may run and hide, but I never lie. That's me in a nutshell," he winked to basically every female in the class. (The quotes from the show become vital in the plot later. YES, this has a plot... -_-;; )
"You gotta be nuts! You have a braid! You look like a GIRL!" Mike burst out. Duo glared at him, with that 'I am the God of Death, and you will die' look. Dude, this was a De Ja Vú! Oi, this was going to be a looooooong period...
* * * * *
Kate sat bored to death, in her Chem class.
"I hate chemistry..." she muttered absently. She was about to fall asleep to the droning of Flick when she heard a few select words that jolted her away from La-La Land.
"...A new student, Trowa Barton..." Kate blinked. Were they all really here? They had to be! All of them had been spotted! (Other than the fact she doesn't know Quatre's been spotted yet, but she can make assumptions...)
*Am I really going to have to deal with Psycho-Suicidal-Clown?!* she realized in horror. She slammed her head on the desk, getting confused looks from around, which immediately returned to Flick. Flick hadn't even flinched. Everyone was pretty used to this behavior by now...
* * * * *
Everyone in Theatre Arts had broken up into their groups. Except Duo, of course, who just sat at the desk directly in front of me, staring as I practiced with Jill. He was trying to throw me off, I'm sure. Tony was dealing with Mike, unfortunately having been paired up with him, so at least I wasn't getting it from him... For now...
"So," he started, while we were in the middle of our scene. "How YOU doin'?" He asked Joey Tribiani style. Did "Friends" re-runs actually last for 300 years?!? I ignored him at first, and frustrated, he pressed on. "Can I at least learn your name?" Maybe it was just me, but Braid Boy sounded desperate. (*snicker* There goes my ego again...) Of course, he winked at the same time, which killed off some of the desperation. Damn, he was hard to resist! But then again, he just interrupted a scene. In Theatre Arts. He was going down.
"Call me Brandy if you MUST, but Jill and I here would appreciate getting a good grade on this assignment, so either watch and shut up," at this I almost laughed. Duo. Quiet. HA! "...or buzz off and bug the living hell out of someone who might give a damn." Did that just come from me?
He raised his hands defensively, smirking. I should know better. Like he's gonna take THAT seriously. He knows I've been staring at him. WHY OH WHY DOES HE HAVE TO BE SO GOOD LOOKING?! "All right, Brandy," he stressed my name, making me shiver mentally, at least. "I'll just sit right here and watch." He wasn't going to leave. Oi.
I looked at Jill, grinned, then whispered, "He can't keep his eyes off me." Jill laughed, more or less at the thought someone other than Tony would be flirting with me for once, and we continued our sketch in front of the slightly perplexed Duo.
"I'll never understand women..."
* * * * *
Kate woke up with a start. Why? Like the Tootsie Roll Pops, the world may never know. She blinked several times and then heard the word "lab" Slowly, more words registered. "Trowa" "work" "with" "Kate" "Okay?" "OKAY?!"
Kate blinked again. Then she slammed her head on her desktop...
* * * * *
Duo was still watching. *Man, this is depressing...* he thought, watching me and Jill go through our scene, for what seemed to him the 4 billionth time.
"They aren't even sure what will happen," Jill sounded encouraging. All you could read off of my face was hopelessness.
"Well, I know I am," it seemed as if I'd cry...
"You never know," Jill tried to bring an optimistic view up, trying to root up that last bit of hope. I looked back with the only hope I had; lost hope.
"That's exactly what I mean!" I paused and looked to my left, where Duo happened to be. Was there any recognition of his slightly flushed face? HA! Like I'd tell you... I looked down again. "Oh, okay..."
"Well, I guess I should leave..." Jill said. She looked at me, as my head was still dipped down. "Don't give up, okay?"
I didn't remove my gaze from the floor. "I think it's too late for that..."
We both looked at each other, enhancing the depression, and suddenly both smiled excitedly.
"It gets better EVERY TIME!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah, we are SO going to get an A!" Jill high fived back.
Duo did the only thing he could think of. He clapped. The bell rang, and he tumbled out after Tony and me, I could feel it. And I had noticed he'd taken his desk down with him...
Tony and I crossed the already crowded hallway to Aaron's locker. Kat was waiting there with Aaron for us. I started another pointless conversation when I felt a new weight upon my shoulder. Turning my head, I saw the ever-cheerful smirk of Duo. "ACK! Where'd you come from?" Man, that was a stupid question...
"The same classroom you did," he grinned. I don't know HOW I was standing his charm. Why hadn't I tackled him to the ground yet? Was I blushing yet? I couldn't tell. And that was important, dammit! I turned back to my friends, smirked, and quickly moved from under Maxwell's elbow. *THUD!* Down he went. I couldn't help laughing. I'd always wanted to do that to someone. It happens a lot, being the perfect height for an armrest...
"Oww..." he grumbled from the floor. Guess I'll be nice for once today. I offered my hand to him, which he took, and I helped him up. His hands were soft. I guess he used moisturizer. (Just wanting to point out the things that go through my head during potentially sappy moments!)
"Sorry about that, I couldn't help it," I grinned right back, still restraining laughter. "Well, you've just been SO nice today, I was caught off guard," he replied, ever so sarcastically. Then came Kate...
She spotted Duo within a nano-second, and began her loud entrance.
"My goodness, where on Earth are all these hot guys coming from?"
"Kate, Duo, Duo, Kate," I didn't sound thrilled.
"So I see," she looked him up and down, ignoring the Heero Yuy Death Glare (tm).
Duo immediately smiled. "Kate, I presume?" Well, duh, Braided Wonder. I just introduced you two...
All of a sudden, Kate slipped into her Mouse-mode*. (*Kate's a big ReBoot fan. A HUGE ReBoot fan.) "You know it, sugah," Then it abruptly ended. "Has anyone ever told you how very cute you are?" She sidled up to him and ever so casually took his arm. (Insert strict glaring here)
Hmm, however do I break these two up?
"Cough-CORBIN-cough..."* (*At this time, Kate would have been in a big old 'Net relationship with a guy named Corbin. He was a ReBoot char. At this time, Kate has dropped him and the entire site altogether to avoid him. *rolls eyes*)
"What Corbin doesn't know won't hurt him,"
Duo blinked. "Corbin?"
I grinned. I loved teasing Kate about this. "Yup, they're married,"
"We are NOT married. That certificate is so completely not legally binding that it isn't even funny. Anyhow, he isn't here," then she looked at Duo. "And you are. Are you doing anything after school today?"
"Uh, I don't think so..."
"Wanna grab a couple burgers or something?"
"WAIT A MINUTE HERE!" I intervened. Gee, think they could tell I was jealous? "You're asking HIM out?!?!?"
She paused, then smiled sweetly. "Yup,"
Duo smiled smugly, catching on here. "Well, gee, I'm flattered that you would put your marriage on the line for me,"
Kate roughly squeezed his arm. "I'm not married. So, yes or no?"
Duo didn't take much thought into it. "Well, far be it from me to say no to food, especially with a good-looking girl for company*," (*I'd like to point out to everyone that Kay Sirinial wrote this little scene. And you all think _I_ have a big ego! HA! *gets beaten over the head by Kay*)
"G-bu-he-you-ack-NO!" I wanted to slam my head on a locker, but Aaron and Tony were in the way.
"Great, I'll meet you in the library after 7th period," Kate smiled again.
"I'll be looking forwa-ACK! HEY! LET GO!" Duo got dragged down the hallway by Heero. I waited a few moments after Duo and Heero drifted and blended into the crowd, and abruptly gave Kate a swift kick in the shin, much to the amusement of everyone else around us.
"Oww..." she complained, but smirked anyway.
I glared some more. "I'm going to my next class now..."
*Great,* I thought. *Just what I need now. English,* Then I smelled a divine, heavenly scent.
"It's Goddam Cookie Day!" I proclaimed to myself, eyes widening with delight. Instinctively, I reached to my back right pocket, whipped out my wallet, and flipped it open to grab a one dollar bill. I was getting my Goddam Cookies, and no one was going to stop me.
* * * * *
Duo paused in the hallway, which caused him great pain, being Heero still had a grip on his braid. He smelled baked goods. Which means he WANTED baked goods.
"OWW! Heero! Let go already! There are COOKIES over there! Will ya loan me some cash?" he asked a rather annoyed looking Heero.
"We've been here for three days, and you already owe me over twenty dollars. No," Heero monotoned back.
"B-b-b-but..."
"No."
Duo figured it was pointless to argue. Defeated, he sulked the rest of the way to class.
* * * * *
I was already in my seat, having finished my cookies, when they came in.
"Hey-ey! We meet again!" Duo plopped down on the seat to my right. I just glared at him, not trying to look pitifully hurt. Of course, I did anyway, and I KNOW he caught on. So, if I was going to be hurt, I'd scar HIS ego. I turned to my left, giving my attention to Heero, and feeling Duo's seething anger.
We all know Heero isn't one to talk. Frankly, neither am I. (Cue laughter from all of Chrys' IRL friends.) Well, only when it comes to guys. Especially hot anime guys. But since the opportunity of hitting on someone you didn't really know existed doesn't come along every day, I figured I'd take my chances.
"Hi! Just some advice, try not to sleep in this class," I said to Heero. Trying to introduce myself would have proved futile, so say something random, and get the guy's attention! I saw Heero glance at me (or rather, PAST me) and smirk. Behind me, I heard a pencil snap.
Turning around quickly, I saw Duo scramble beneath his desk for the snapped remnants of his writing utensil. As he regained the pieces of processed wood, he forgot to duck the desktop. *SMACK!*
"Oww..." he muttered, and I couldn't help but giggle. Realizing he had my attention, he tried to pull off his best "I'm cool" look, instead coming off incredibly goofy and adorable. *Le sigh,* I had to smile, before bad-timing Byrnes called class to order.
* * * * *
Kat bent over her flute case, carefully assembling the delicate instrument. Although this was a daily activity and there were many people stirring around her, she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, as if her every move was being copied. As she finished assembling the high woodwind, she snapped her case shut casually. Then did a double take as the one and only Trowa Barton echoed her move.
"B-duh-umm-y-you-yeah-umm..." was all that could leave her mouth at this time. But Trowa smiled (Wha-who-wha?!). Duo had made him practice that smile-thing lately, and dagnabbit if it didn't work well! But of course, instead of saying a word, he just walked to his seat. Right next to Kat's. (Actually, we plotted this out *Yeah, we have lives...* and If Trowa WAS in her band class, he actually WOULD be seated next to Kat because of alphabetical order. wow!)
*This is going to be a looooong period," she thought.
* * * * *
*Thank the Lord this class is almost over...* I thought, ducking another paper ball. This had been going on ALL period long. The little wad of paper binked off of Heero's cheek. Naturally, be paid it no mind. Well, except for the Heero Yuy Death Glare (tm) out of the corner of his eyes. I had been dodging each and every one of those stupid projectiles Duo decided to fling. I ducked backwards again. Then forwards. Then backwards. Then forwards too far and slammed my head on the desktop. *WHAM!*
"Oww," I muttered, peeling my face from the desktop. Duo smirked and Heero would have laughed, if not for the entire Perfect Soldier thing.... Then the bell rang.
"Thank you," I said to the ceiling, rubbing my head as I rushed out. Duo chased after me, evidently ignoring Heero.
"Hey, you okay? It looked like that hurt,"
I turned and faced him just before the Goddam Cookie stand, which I saw him eye a couple times. Aww, how cute. But I couldn't let down my guard to that charm so quickly!
"If it weren't for you and your one-sided paper ball war with Heero, I wouldn't have a headache!"
Duo faltered. "How do you know Heero," he raised an eyebrow suspiciously. I realized I had slipped. Byrnes hadn't introduced them. Save time Brans, you need a recovery...
"Oh, uh... He was... ...in one of my first classes!" I lied. I knew Duo'd ask Heero about that later. He probably could tell I was lying right away. Perhaps that way he stared at me with suspicion told me that... Not that I didn't enjoy being stared at...
"Okay..." he started. Tempted by the opportunity to flirt more (and pry more info out of me) he shook it off and smirked. "What's your next class? If it's not too much out of the way, I'll walk you to it."
Thanking the Lord again for him changing the subject, I smiled. Hey, might as well give if he's going to be persistent... Stop looking at me like that!
"Art, on the other side of the world," I paused and looked at a nearby clock. OH SCHNIKES! 2 minutes to get to class! "I gotta go, I'm gonna be late!" I burst off running down the hallway.
* * * * *
Kat was absolutely thrilled, not to mention shaking from total shock. An entire period seated between Quatre and Trowa. Not that Trowa said much, but that doesn't take away the fact that it was _TROWA_! When Runyon (It's the only one I could remember.) sat Trowa next to Kat, she had dropped her flute. Trowa, being the nimble and polite person he was, managed to catch it on his foot only to flip it to his hand and give it back to Kat, no words said. Kat blinked several times and squeaked out a thank you. Trowa smiled in that absent way of his. Had they not been practicing during the entire period (Duh, that's what you DO in band.), maybe Kat would have talked to him. She had to wait until Runyon let them put their stuff up. Here's where she took her chance...
"Hi, my name's Kat! What's yours?" Like she was going to be as stupid as Brandy and let something slip.
Trowa looked at her out of one eye (not that he has a choice *gets beaten over the head with a flute by Kat*) and considered speaking.
"I have no name. But if you must call me something, call me Trowa. Trowa Barton," WOW! He SPOKE! (*gets beaten again*)
"Nice to meet you. What's your next class?" Kat masked her nervousness.
"Government. Smith," he more or less muttered. Kat nearly had a heart attack.
"Me too. I'll show you where it's at!" she volunteered. Who was talking? Why'd she do that?
"Thanks," Trowa forced another smile.
*Don't melt, don't melt, don't melt,* Kat silently prayed. They left Tony behind with an over-ecstatic Quatre... Who wouldn't seem to shut up.
"Hn, that's nice..." Tony muttered, and Quatre babbled on about how similar violins were to trumpets in harmony, or something like that... *God help me...* he thought.
* * * * *
I burst into the room, barely making it to Art before the bell rang. Collapsing into my desk, it took me several minutes to notice that the formerly vacant desk next to me was now occupied. I blinked. I rubbed my eyes. I blinked again. And finally, I accepted the fact that Quatre Raberba Winner was seated next to me, and grinning.
"Hi! I'm Quatre. What's your name?" he asked me cheerfully. I, like Kat had before, stared blankly at his hand. (That scene was cut out. Fic was toooooo long!) Then I felt that mental slap that woke me up. I took his hand.
"My name's Brandy. It's a pleasure to meet you. Sorry, I'm a bit... ugh, lately. Ya know what I'm talking about?"
Quatre nodded. "It's my first day here, so it's a bit like that for me too,"
I smiled. "Well, at least we're not alone, eh?"
Before he could answer, Mrs. Smith started class. She rambled on about our final project, a caricature. Next week began the Winter break, then the new Semester. I wondered why Quatre and the rest of the boys were here anyway. They could have waited... Then again, Heero probably wanted to see everything there was and become acquainted to his surroundings. Figures.
I began thinking about the caricature as Smith finished. Naturally, my first thought was to draw Duo. Then I realized they all went to my school now. How could I even manage to gaze at my collection of pictures? The cover of my folder had a (rather nice... *drools*) picture of Quatre on it alone! And if they got into my fanfic folder... My website notes (Visit Babblefish Domain! PLUG! PLUG!)... Oh God... I didn't want to think about it... It would be hell... Before I knew it, the bell rang.
"Time flies when you're drawing, eh?" Quatre smiled again. I blinked and looked at my paper. It was blank.
"Uh, sure..." I said, nearly speechless. "See ya later!"
* * * * *
I reached Spanish class, on time as usual. Then I slammed my head on my desk repeatedly. I couldn't take it anymore! If I see one more of them today...
I lifted my head just in time to see Trowa walk in and take a seat (thankfully) on the opposite side of the room. I slammed my head on my desk again. Then I lifted my throbbing cranium and noticed I had gotten Trowa's attention.
*When does the hurting stop?* I thought, smiling stiffly and waiting for class to end. Please... End... SOON... The bell rang signaling the beginning of class, and I whimpered.
"I think I'm going to cry..." I muttered.
* * * * *
After what seemed an eternity, I could leave class. Lunch, yay, sustenance. How the fudge cookie was I going to eat ANYTHING on a day like this?! I bolted to my locker, then to the lunch room as soon as the bell allowed me. No way in hell was I going to give ANY of the boys the chance to find me.
This six weeks, I had C lunch. Kate was the only one who didn't. She had A. Since 5th period decides lunch, that meant Trowa... Kat would be thrilled. I on the other hand... Well, I'm just sick of all this. What was _TROWA_ doing in a _LANGUAGE_ class anyway? At least it wasn't Speech.
* * * * *
Duo skipped along the hallways, happy because it was lunch time. Sure, it was school food, but things like that are irrelevant to the God of Death. He had just turned a corner when *WHUMP!* someone grabbed his braid and he fell over.
"What is it with people grabbing my braid today?!" he shouted and looked up to see a very slightly grinning Trowa.
"I see you're developing a sense of humour... Shouldn't you have HAD one, being a clown and whatnot?" Duo rubbed his butt as he got up.
Trowa shrugged. "Lunch time..." he muttered, and started walking off.
"HEY! Wait for me!" Duo chased after him. *No one gives me any respect...* he thought to himself.
* * * * *
I banged my head on the table a few more times. Maybe if I damaged my brain a bit more, I'd wake up from this insane dream! *SLAM!* And of course, at that moment, I caught Trowa and Duo walking in the door. *SLAM!* Still there...
"You're gonna break your head open like that..." Kat commented, munching on some fries. "Why aren't you eating anything?"
"Oog," was all I said. Because just then, Duo noticed me. *SLAM!*
"Why are you wasting that lunch table space when there could be FOOD there?!" he said genuinely surprised. "Are you not even going to eat ANYTHING?!" His eyes widened in almost-horror.
"Not everyone gets as hungry as you, ya bottomless pit..." Duo mocked a hurt expression.
"That really hurt. Can't you see the pain in my face?"
"Do you think I can lift my head?"
"Well..." He couldn't think of anything more. I grinned, I could see his face. But everything was sideways...
"C'mon, Trowa," he glared at me playfully, smirked in that way of his, and winked. Then he grabbed Trowa by the bangs and dragged him off to the lunch line.
"Ow Ow Ow Ow Ow Ow Ow Ow Ow Ow Ow Ow Ow..."
"Gee, he's a lot more talkative when he's in pain..." Kat commented. I stole one of her fries.
* * * * *
Trowa stood in line, rubbing his forehead.
"That gives you a big headache..." he commented, about as absent as Kat was.
"Suck it up, clown boy," Duo kept looking behind them at the table where Kat and Brandy were at. Trowa grinned slightly.
"Duo's got a crush," Trowa grinned a bit wider, and everyone in a five foot radius of them inched away nervously.
"I do not! The God of Death doesn't GET crushes, he gets crushed ON! Which just sounds really bad..." Duo was starting to ramble. Which meant Trowa was pretty accurate. You may say "Duo rambles a lot! It means nothing!" How often does Duo ramble while trying to get a good look at a girl AND wringing his braid?
"I didn't think you could lie,"
"I'm not! I'm, uh, denying the truth? Wait! No! Damn," Duo slapped his forehead. Trowa grinned again, and everyone in a ten foot radius hit the deck.
* * * * *
"I'm going to History now..." I told Kat when the bell rang. I bolted as fast as I could out of there, hoping none of them would follow me. Especially Duo. Well, I kinda wanted him to follow me, but I get so nervous around guys! I act all out of character... and I just can't take it anymore!
"Hey! Wait up!" Where's a wall? I need a wall... Ooh! Door frame! *SMACK!* Oww...
"Hello, Duo..." I rubbed my head. I was starting to get a headache from all this. Mostly from the slamming of my head into inanimate objects.
"I bit it wouldn't hurt as much if you didn't do that..." he pointed , reading my thoughts.
"Maybe I'm just magnetized to walls..." I muttered and kept walking.
"What class do you have next?" he asked, keeping pace with me and trying to keep the conversation light.
"History. Griffin. Let me guess, you too?" I asked, trying not to sound thrilled. I really wasn't as happy as I would have been under NORMAL circumstances. Like THESE were normal circumstances?!
"I'll walk you there... Or really, I'll follow you. Because I have NO idea where the K hallway is..." he said sheepishly. I sighed.
"It's not that big a deal. I was lost my first day too. C'mon," we walked the entire ten more steps to class. I nearly bust a gut when Duo blushed a little, realizing we had been STANDING in the K hallway. I took a seat and Duo stood over at Griffin's desk. To my absolute horror, Heero, Quatre, Trowa, AND Wufei were all standing there too. Somebody help me...
* * * * *
*Thwick* ARGH! What IS it with him and flicking little paper balls at people?! Abruptly, I turned to face the offender. Duo grinned innocently, with that famous Duo Maxwell "I can't lie, but I hope you buy this..." attitude.
"Duo, if you want to keep the true proof of your gender, then I suggest you cease in doing that, Okay?"
Duo still grinned, then he twitched a bit, and crossed his legs. I turned back around to take more notes on 1700 China, while Wufei supressed laughs.
"Told off by on onna... Riot..."
* * * * *
I rushed out of History, and straight to Geometry without ever looking back. I didn't want any of them to catch up to me... Ah, an entire period without seeing any of the boys... This would feel good... I stretched out in my chair, and proceeded to learn all the different tricks to the Pythagorean Theorem. Life felt better.
* * * * *
Kate grinned as she strolled into the Media Center, humming Queen's 'Bohemian Rhapsody' happily to herself. As she pushed through the little swinging door to drop her backpack at her position behind the counter, she giggled. Ah, the thrill of superficial, artificial power.
She positioned herself on her stool, looking excrutiatingly prim, proper, and ready to arrange (at perfect right angles; if it wasn't a right angle, it was a wrong angle) the passes of all those students who dared trespass in her quiet sanctuary of scholasticism.
The bell rang, indicating the start of seventh period. Kate snickered to herself as she began the count-down. "Seven, six, five, four, three, two-"
*WHOOSH! click* "I'm not late!"
Kate gave a laughing snort as Rebekah, the other assistant, scurried to her post behind the counter. "The clock still says 2:00. Therefore, technically, I'm not late."
"Suuuuuure, Rebekah,"
"I'm not! Shush!" The tardy girl smiled, not in the least bit sheepish, as Kate shook her head in mock disapproval.
The two settled down with their homework, silently agreeing to drop the issue, as they did every day. "Argh, Imaginary numbers..." Rebekah groaned. "I will NEVER need this!"
"You're probably right," Kate acknowledged. "I'm still not doing the problems for you,"
"Please?"
"No. 's wrong."
At that moment, the door on the opposite side of the library opened, allowing entry to five highly distinctive boys.
"Shit," Kate vanished behind the desk in a blink. The guy she had spent the morning ogling and the one she had a date with after last bell, in the same room with her. She gave herself a swift mental kick, and cursed herself for letting hormones get the better of her once again.
Rebekah stared down at her. "What is it? Your 'friend' again?"
Kate gave an involuntary shudder at the mention of Stalker Boy. "No, no. It's..." she paused. This was the perfect reason for Rebekah to tease her mercilessly until the end of semester if the other girl ever learned the truth of the situation. "...nothing. It's absolutely nothing. Nothing at all."
The short-haired senior raised a doubtful eyebrow. "You're curled up in the fetal position, hiding under the desk, for nothing?"
"NO! I am not... not hiding. I'm not hiding. I'm... I... I'm doing yoga. Yoga! Yes, that's right, yoga," She rolled onto her back and attempted to twist into her "human pretzel" position in order to prove her point. "See?" *Ow...*
Though Rebekah's expression clearly said that she didn't believe a word of it, she decided to let the subject die. "Sure, Kate,"
Meanwhile, Kate lay curled up under the desk, praying that none of them needed to check out a book. Unfortunately, the Fates did not decide to be kind.
"Excuse me. Are you okay down there?"
Nervously, Kate peered upward to see a patch of light blonde hair and a smile. Quatre.
"Never mind her, she's just doing yoga,"
Kate shot a glare, but its devastating effect was reversed by her position on the floor. She quickly got up and flashed him a smile as she took his book, eager to finish the process as quickly as possible. "Hi! Last name?" (Like she REALLY needed to know...)
"Winner,"
"Hey, Kate!"
She quickly repressed the urge to wince and waved at Duo as he strutted up to the counter. "Hi, yourself,"
"What're you doing here?"
"Oh, I'm a volunteer student aide," She signed out Quatre's book in the computer, a practically untouched copy of "The Scarlet Letter." (Isn't that cute?)
"That's cool, you get to spend an entire period surrounded by... books..."
She chuckled, and waved the braided boy off as she reached for a pen. "Shoo, you. Go do work." She snuck a brief glance at Heero as she wrote the return date on the slip in the back of the book, and handed back to Quatre. The Japanese boy seemed to be wholeheartedly ignoring their conversation, but he *WAS* the Perfect Soldier, after all. He hadn't survived so long by ignoring what was going on around him.
Duo frowned as he noticed that, if only for a second, he was no longer the center of her attention. "Work? What's the fun in that?"
She blinked. "Umm, I don't think there is any. That's why they call it 'work' and not 'happy happy fun time'. That comes AFTER school,"
Duo grinned. "See ya then!"
Quatre still stood there as Duo went back to his computer. "So you're the one he has a date with,"
She shrugged, smiling. "Yup."
"Do you know a girl named Brandy Camel?"
"Yeah, she's my best friend,"
"That's neat! (Very Quatre-ish, might I ad. Kay wrote this scene) Say, is her last name really Camel?"
Blinking, she said, "Um, yeah,"
Quatre grinned. "Thank you! Oh Duo!" he called out in a singsong vooice as he carried back his book. "You owe me five dollars!"
The blonde girl stood, blinking in utter bewilderment, until Rebekah spoke up. "What was that?"
"What was what?"
"All THAT! That stuff that just happened!"
"Oh, THAT? That was none of your business,"
"Tell me! Please?"
"No,"
* * * * *
Heero stopped Quatre outside the library after the bell rang. "I've got a mission for you," he stated, in his monotone way.
"Me? Why me? Why not Trowa or Wufei or even you?"
"Because of the nature of the mission. I need you to find out where that girl lives. Brandy Camel,"
Quatre looked around. "I still don't understand why _I_ have to do it."
"Because Trowa and Wufei aren't the kind of guys that would ask a girl if he could walk her home. And you are,"
"You want me to-" Heero nodded. "B-b-but!"
"I can't do it because I have to study what's in those folders you found. She's one of the suspicious girls here. I don't know how, but I think she knows something. Just take a look at the cover of that folder,"
Quatre looked at it and a weird shiver ran down his spine. There was a picture of HIM taped to the front of it (And a damn fine picture it is! *drool*). It was just creepy.
"Alright, I'll do it," Quatre sighed. "I'll find out anything I can. Why do we need her address?"
"So we can bug her house,"
"WHAT?! But-"
"We're bugging Kate's too,"
"But they seem so nice!"
"They're a threat to us. Don't forget that," Heero turned, with the folders, and walked away. Quatre stood in the hall, sighed, and started for Brandy's locker.
* * * * *
Sighing happily, I skipped out of Geometry, pleased that I wouldn't have to see another G-boy until after Winter Break. (Yeah, right. Author's gonna let THAT happen.) I toddled over to my locker, dropped off my books, and yelped in surprise when I saw Quatre walking over to me and waving.
"Oh god... Help me..." One last smack for today! *WHAM!* Locker doors CAN be useful!
"Hi Brandy! Um, I was wondering..." he kicked at the floor shyly. Aww... "Would you mind if I walked you home?" Wow. Just wow. Quatre's really, REALLY good looking. And so sweet and sensitive... He's like... the perfect guy! If I weren't so fond of Duo, I'd be that way over Quatre. So my answer?
"Well, sure! I don't live too far away... Oh, I hope it's not out of the way for you..."
"It doesn't really matter. I could use the exercise," he smiled and laughed to himself. I laughed too, closed my locker, and walked with him to the front door. I paused when Kat spotted us. Spoot.
"Aww, isn't that CUTE!" she said, grinning. I rested two finger on each of my temples.
"I'm REALLY not in the mood to be patronized, Kat. I'll talk to you later, online, when I get home, okay?"
"Mreow, don't be so catty," she grinned at her own pun. "See ya later,"
Quatre blinked. "Who was that?"
"Just a friend," I sighed. "Let's go,"
We started off down the road, long route. I wasn't going to take the shortcut unless I had to. Stop looking at me like that!
"So you chat on the internet?" he asked.
"Yeah, on AOL and Yahoo, mostly. I've got a lot of miniature jobs. Like an EZ Board I work at and-" I stopped. It PROBABLY wasn't wise to say I have a website and an EZ Board of my own. Especially since, ya know, it's a GW-BASED site (http://babblefishdomain.homestead.com/main.html PLUG! PLUG!).
"And...?" he asked curiously.
"Oh, nothing. I just have a lot of e-mail addresses,"
"Do you get paid for this?"
"Nah, it's fun. That's good enough for me," I smiled. "And some of the stuff I do makes people happy. Now THAT'S a real payment,"
Quatre smiled back and nodded. "I know what you mean,"
We walked a few steps in silence. Not really awkward, it's hard to be awkward around someone like Quatre.
"Can I have your Yahoo screen name?" He asked, pretty much out of nowhere.
"You use Yahoo?" I asked back, more or less surprised.
"Yeah, I don't know why, but it was hard getting a name. I didn't realize so many people were named Quatre..."
I nearly laughed out loud, but instead just smiled.
"Wow. Must have been a surprise for you," I said. I didn't like lying. Doesn't mean I couldn't, but I didn't like it. 'Specially not to Quatre.
"Yeah... So... What's your SN?"
"Oh, it's Chrys-" I stopped again. I can't give away Chrysylis_dawn or Chrysylis_MAXWELL! What was I? Stupid? (btw, if you want to IM me on Yahoo, these ARE my real SNs.)
"Chrys...?" He asked.
"Erm, no, that's the OLD one..." Told you I could lie. "The better one is b-r-a-n-d-e-i-s-1" I spelled it out for him.
"No spaces?"
"Right," we finally reached my house. Quatre, gentlemen he was, walked me up to the door. I pulled out my keys from my backpack and unlocked the door.
"Thanks for walking me home. Do you want to come in for cocoa or something?" It was cold out, being a typical Indiana winter. Snow and everything.
"No thank you, I'm fine, really," Quatre rubbed his arms. He was wearing a tan and gray jacket (Sandrock Colours!) that seemed decently warm.
"Are you sure? You look like you're cold..."
"No, it's fine, I've got work to do... First day and everything..." He smiled again. "Thank you for asking,"
"No problem. Well, thanks again. It's nice to be able to have company on my way home. This neighborhood's lonely..."
"Anytime! I enjoyed it..." he offered a handshake. I smiled and accepted it. It was a good way to break a possible romantic moment.
"Well, maybe we can get together during Winter Break. I'd enjoy that,"
"Sure! I'll talk to you later, then,"
"Yeah, see ya!" I waved form the door as he jogged back down to the sidewalk. I closed the door and smiled. It was nice to have a male friend that wasn't gay or into transvesticism. I dropped my bag next to the couch and let my dogs out. They just ran back in after sniffing the cold winter air. Chickens. I ran upstairs to my room, walked into my closet, and turned on my computer. Now for some fun.
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