Duo's Christmas Vacation Challenge 4
Heero's Armored Christmas Guard
12-14-02
~oOo@oOo~
"Braided baka..." Heero sat in the armory room on a crate of automatic rifles, pad of paper lying on his crossed legs, blank. Because of Winner, Duo had to come up with a song... and because of Maxwell they all had to come up with songs now. A frown marred the normally stoic ex-soldiers face.
How was he supposed to write a song?
Today was the day after Quatre's song reading. Something he said kept repeating in his brain when he wondered how his soldier like mind was supposed to come up with a song about Christmas... scratch that... A song done to the tune of a Christmas one, "Same thing" his monotone mumbled staring down at the blank page.
"....when I was thinking of what to do it on, I drew up a blank..... Then it sort of came to me that I should write about something I loved.... I thought up and discarded many things, but the Desert stuck with me, as it had my whole life. So I wrote about it..."
Write about something he loved? It was an easy enough notion, with one flaw in it. Heero Yuy was a soldier by every means. In all his memories, all he could recall were sessions of training, fighting, killing... always fighting... an occasion or two of beatings from his disobedience, but those were far and few between the training. Until the day Operation Meteor was put into play. And he was released from his cage to wreak havoc on those that protested peace and threatened his home, the colonies.
Always training.
He never knew emotions. Never knew love. Was never loved. All emotion he supposed he ever possessed was drilled out of him. Leaving the boy that he was without anything to distract him from his missions; without anything left to grow attachments with. He was, in essence, the Perfect Soldier.
So how was he now supposed to write a story on something he 'loved' when he never knew it?
Images flashed through his mind... deers... guns... fat old man... His hand started to move over the paper while his mind was stuck searching, swimming, through his jumbled thoughts.
He knew fighting... once lived only to fight... bring destruction to save two diverse worlds. He could probably write about that, ne? After the Wars they had felt incomplete, left with nothing to do, their only real skills being to fight. After a year of floundering between trying different jobs and wondering the colonies he had finally settled working with the Preventers along with everyone else, except for Quatre who had his hands full with WEI, only being summoned for 'extreme' missions.
He and Trowa had stumbled across one of the blondes less used estates on one scouting mission. The three-story manor was settled on five hundred acres of woodland that butted up against the Neo Rocky Mountains. Later when questioning the blonde Arabian about the place, they learned it was one of the older hunting estates his family owned... the largest one.
That had gotten both boys interest peaked. And started their hunting trips when work was low and plans were few. Started out it was only himself and Trowa that would visit the vast estate and spend a week there hunting. Later on, Wufei mentioned something to them about their absences, after learning what they did on those 'absences' he requested to join them. They had to quarrel against it and welcomed him.
Yes he could write about that... now if he could only think of something Christmas like to throw into it... if he could, he may actually be able to pull off writing a 'song.'
Having been writing for sometime since his last thoughts of his training Heero glanced down at the sheet underneath his hand, eyes widening a fraction in surprise. He already had a full page of words... had it been longer then an hour? How long had he actually been writing while his mind was amiss in thoughts?
Shrugging he hopped from the guns box, didn't matter. Now, he needed to search out the other guys so he could get his 'reading' over with and on to more important things. Like planning their next hunting trip for instance. At the thought, he smirked leaving the small armory room.
"You're done too! WOW! You do work fast!" Duo grinned at the wild haired boy. They were an easy find this time. He was found sitting upside down in a plush chair watching his Chinese love work on his song. He frowned glaring playfully at the said boy. He wouldn't tell him what his song was! It was really starting to bug him too! He could only stay a good little puppy for so long before his curiousness took over, then all was lost! He chuckled plopping into a chair.
Of course, he wasn't the only one found watching their love. Nope, not at all. Q-man was spotted Trowa Watching in the East library observing the longhaired amazon writing on his song, over the top of his book he was 'reading'. Suuuurrrreeee he was... those eyes probably never left the back of Trowa's back! Bet T-man knew it too! He watched the said couple take a seat across from them.
"How was it Heero?" Quatre asked while taking up residence in the ex-Heavy arms pilots lap.
"Hn."
"That easy huh? Didn't even know you wrote it did you?" The American's smile widened, "I swear dude, you could be piloting Wing and not even need to have your eyes open." Shaking his long brown mane, "You've got two parts to that noggin' of yours... one that works 24/7 and the other that actually NEEDS sleep!"
Quatre giggled as the others smirked at Duo's analysis of Heero's mind workings. "Lets hear it! I need to know what you wrote!" And its almost dinner time! I've got to prepare the food! Were his unspoken thoughts.
"YEAH! Lets hear your song bro! I gotta know what its like!" looking from the corner of his eye glaring at his golden love, thumbing at him, "Since HE won't let me know what his song is!"
Again, Quatre couldn't hide his giggles while the other three just smirked at him. Heero gave the slightest shake of his head before gaining their attention, then, he started to read his 'song.'
~oOo@oOo~
'Armored Christmas Guard'
By: Heero Yuy
Powder smells,
Shotgun shells,
Santa's gone to hell,
Reindeers died,
Smokedified,*
Hangin' up their hides,
Country huntin',
Guns at your side,
Waitin' for deer to walk by,
Christmas won't come,
Santa fell to the gun,
Took two to the chest,
What a pest,
Fat ol' man sportin' a grin,
Sack over his back,
Breakin' into my shack,
Wrong move, one shot,
Dude fell on his back,
Rudolph's nose,
Used to glow,
Now it's part of my oven stove,
Dasher and Dancer,
Were quiet the pair,
Comet and Cupid,
Looked kinda stupid,
Doner and Blixen,
Was made into fixin',
Prancer And Vixen,
Looked like someone's venison,
Deers aside,
No one cried,
Christmas just never complied,
Santa's sleigh must've hit hay,
A pine tree in the road,
He couldn't phone home,
Christmas won't come,
It was met with a gun,
Breakin' n' enterin' ain't fun,
When the roof your on,
Is a Hunters house.
~oOo@oOo~
Heero finished his song, his voice having lost the monotone it always carried, leaving the others to stare in wonder at the brown haired blue-eyed Japanese boy, who had a deep rich tenor voice. Putting the paper down Heero's smirk widened to a small smile as he observed the others before him.
Duo was rolling on the floor in laughter hugging his ribs, his mouth open gasping for air, trying to form words but slipping back into laughter before he could start them, tears were starting to stream down his checks. Wufei still sat on the chairs arm, which Duo had fallen out of, grinning at the other boy. His shoulders shook lightly at the barely contained humor as he turned midnight black orbs upwards giving Heero a rare smile, his eyes showing all the laughter that wanted to be released.
Quatre wasn't in any better condition. The blonde had one hand covering his mouth trying to quite his laughing, the other arm was wrapped around the taller lads neck for support. Trowa's hunter green eye shinned with mirth as he wrapped both arms around the smaller waist keeping his love - who gave up on covering his mouth to smother the laughter and was now in the same state as Duo -from falling in the floor to join the braided boy.
Satisfied with his songs results, Heero left the room of laughing and snickering young men for his own room. If they cracked up that badly over his one song, it was worth keeping. If for nothing else, then a testament to the fact that, yes, the Japanese boy DID have a sense of humor. However morbid it might be. He laughed quietly at that as his bedroom door closed. The song was defiantly not for someone that still believed in Santa Clause and his nine reindeer.
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* Smokedified = you know how you 'smoke' some meats? Well there you go! ::laughs::
Hey Minna! So whatcha think? ::laughs:: I personally love that song. lol ^__^ If you didn't think I'm a Redneck before. I'm sure you do now. ::chuckles grinning:: I cracked myself up on that one. Don't even ask how I came to writing it. I don't know, just know I was hyper. ^_^ So whatcha think of it? Was it good? hehe My favioret one, closely followed by Quatre's "Deserts Way" one. OH YEAH! The song for this one, well the tune it was done to, was 'Jingle Bells'... though I know some parts don't go with the tune.. I couldn't figure a way to shorten those to where it did. But I've gotta say, I loved how it came out anyways! ^__^
Please Review and lemme know whatcha think!! Trowa's is the next one to come out. Don't know how long his chapter will be. Mostly likely it'll be short, kinda like this one. Lets face it, the boy don't talk much. lol Then after his, I only have two more to go. Wufei's and the other one of Duo's. But please, Review and let me know what you think on this! I'll have the next one out soon. With any luck, before the end of this week. ^_~ Ja!
Arigatou!
Anime Redneck
12-16-02
2:12am
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Heero's Armored Christmas Guard
12-14-02
~oOo@oOo~
"Braided baka..." Heero sat in the armory room on a crate of automatic rifles, pad of paper lying on his crossed legs, blank. Because of Winner, Duo had to come up with a song... and because of Maxwell they all had to come up with songs now. A frown marred the normally stoic ex-soldiers face.
How was he supposed to write a song?
Today was the day after Quatre's song reading. Something he said kept repeating in his brain when he wondered how his soldier like mind was supposed to come up with a song about Christmas... scratch that... A song done to the tune of a Christmas one, "Same thing" his monotone mumbled staring down at the blank page.
"....when I was thinking of what to do it on, I drew up a blank..... Then it sort of came to me that I should write about something I loved.... I thought up and discarded many things, but the Desert stuck with me, as it had my whole life. So I wrote about it..."
Write about something he loved? It was an easy enough notion, with one flaw in it. Heero Yuy was a soldier by every means. In all his memories, all he could recall were sessions of training, fighting, killing... always fighting... an occasion or two of beatings from his disobedience, but those were far and few between the training. Until the day Operation Meteor was put into play. And he was released from his cage to wreak havoc on those that protested peace and threatened his home, the colonies.
Always training.
He never knew emotions. Never knew love. Was never loved. All emotion he supposed he ever possessed was drilled out of him. Leaving the boy that he was without anything to distract him from his missions; without anything left to grow attachments with. He was, in essence, the Perfect Soldier.
So how was he now supposed to write a story on something he 'loved' when he never knew it?
Images flashed through his mind... deers... guns... fat old man... His hand started to move over the paper while his mind was stuck searching, swimming, through his jumbled thoughts.
He knew fighting... once lived only to fight... bring destruction to save two diverse worlds. He could probably write about that, ne? After the Wars they had felt incomplete, left with nothing to do, their only real skills being to fight. After a year of floundering between trying different jobs and wondering the colonies he had finally settled working with the Preventers along with everyone else, except for Quatre who had his hands full with WEI, only being summoned for 'extreme' missions.
He and Trowa had stumbled across one of the blondes less used estates on one scouting mission. The three-story manor was settled on five hundred acres of woodland that butted up against the Neo Rocky Mountains. Later when questioning the blonde Arabian about the place, they learned it was one of the older hunting estates his family owned... the largest one.
That had gotten both boys interest peaked. And started their hunting trips when work was low and plans were few. Started out it was only himself and Trowa that would visit the vast estate and spend a week there hunting. Later on, Wufei mentioned something to them about their absences, after learning what they did on those 'absences' he requested to join them. They had to quarrel against it and welcomed him.
Yes he could write about that... now if he could only think of something Christmas like to throw into it... if he could, he may actually be able to pull off writing a 'song.'
Having been writing for sometime since his last thoughts of his training Heero glanced down at the sheet underneath his hand, eyes widening a fraction in surprise. He already had a full page of words... had it been longer then an hour? How long had he actually been writing while his mind was amiss in thoughts?
Shrugging he hopped from the guns box, didn't matter. Now, he needed to search out the other guys so he could get his 'reading' over with and on to more important things. Like planning their next hunting trip for instance. At the thought, he smirked leaving the small armory room.
"You're done too! WOW! You do work fast!" Duo grinned at the wild haired boy. They were an easy find this time. He was found sitting upside down in a plush chair watching his Chinese love work on his song. He frowned glaring playfully at the said boy. He wouldn't tell him what his song was! It was really starting to bug him too! He could only stay a good little puppy for so long before his curiousness took over, then all was lost! He chuckled plopping into a chair.
Of course, he wasn't the only one found watching their love. Nope, not at all. Q-man was spotted Trowa Watching in the East library observing the longhaired amazon writing on his song, over the top of his book he was 'reading'. Suuuurrrreeee he was... those eyes probably never left the back of Trowa's back! Bet T-man knew it too! He watched the said couple take a seat across from them.
"How was it Heero?" Quatre asked while taking up residence in the ex-Heavy arms pilots lap.
"Hn."
"That easy huh? Didn't even know you wrote it did you?" The American's smile widened, "I swear dude, you could be piloting Wing and not even need to have your eyes open." Shaking his long brown mane, "You've got two parts to that noggin' of yours... one that works 24/7 and the other that actually NEEDS sleep!"
Quatre giggled as the others smirked at Duo's analysis of Heero's mind workings. "Lets hear it! I need to know what you wrote!" And its almost dinner time! I've got to prepare the food! Were his unspoken thoughts.
"YEAH! Lets hear your song bro! I gotta know what its like!" looking from the corner of his eye glaring at his golden love, thumbing at him, "Since HE won't let me know what his song is!"
Again, Quatre couldn't hide his giggles while the other three just smirked at him. Heero gave the slightest shake of his head before gaining their attention, then, he started to read his 'song.'
~oOo@oOo~
'Armored Christmas Guard'
By: Heero Yuy
Powder smells,
Shotgun shells,
Santa's gone to hell,
Reindeers died,
Smokedified,*
Hangin' up their hides,
Country huntin',
Guns at your side,
Waitin' for deer to walk by,
Christmas won't come,
Santa fell to the gun,
Took two to the chest,
What a pest,
Fat ol' man sportin' a grin,
Sack over his back,
Breakin' into my shack,
Wrong move, one shot,
Dude fell on his back,
Rudolph's nose,
Used to glow,
Now it's part of my oven stove,
Dasher and Dancer,
Were quiet the pair,
Comet and Cupid,
Looked kinda stupid,
Doner and Blixen,
Was made into fixin',
Prancer And Vixen,
Looked like someone's venison,
Deers aside,
No one cried,
Christmas just never complied,
Santa's sleigh must've hit hay,
A pine tree in the road,
He couldn't phone home,
Christmas won't come,
It was met with a gun,
Breakin' n' enterin' ain't fun,
When the roof your on,
Is a Hunters house.
~oOo@oOo~
Heero finished his song, his voice having lost the monotone it always carried, leaving the others to stare in wonder at the brown haired blue-eyed Japanese boy, who had a deep rich tenor voice. Putting the paper down Heero's smirk widened to a small smile as he observed the others before him.
Duo was rolling on the floor in laughter hugging his ribs, his mouth open gasping for air, trying to form words but slipping back into laughter before he could start them, tears were starting to stream down his checks. Wufei still sat on the chairs arm, which Duo had fallen out of, grinning at the other boy. His shoulders shook lightly at the barely contained humor as he turned midnight black orbs upwards giving Heero a rare smile, his eyes showing all the laughter that wanted to be released.
Quatre wasn't in any better condition. The blonde had one hand covering his mouth trying to quite his laughing, the other arm was wrapped around the taller lads neck for support. Trowa's hunter green eye shinned with mirth as he wrapped both arms around the smaller waist keeping his love - who gave up on covering his mouth to smother the laughter and was now in the same state as Duo -from falling in the floor to join the braided boy.
Satisfied with his songs results, Heero left the room of laughing and snickering young men for his own room. If they cracked up that badly over his one song, it was worth keeping. If for nothing else, then a testament to the fact that, yes, the Japanese boy DID have a sense of humor. However morbid it might be. He laughed quietly at that as his bedroom door closed. The song was defiantly not for someone that still believed in Santa Clause and his nine reindeer.
* ~ * ~ * ~oOo@oOo~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~oOo@oOo~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~oOo@oOo~ * ~ * ~ *
* Smokedified = you know how you 'smoke' some meats? Well there you go! ::laughs::
Hey Minna! So whatcha think? ::laughs:: I personally love that song. lol ^__^ If you didn't think I'm a Redneck before. I'm sure you do now. ::chuckles grinning:: I cracked myself up on that one. Don't even ask how I came to writing it. I don't know, just know I was hyper. ^_^ So whatcha think of it? Was it good? hehe My favioret one, closely followed by Quatre's "Deserts Way" one. OH YEAH! The song for this one, well the tune it was done to, was 'Jingle Bells'... though I know some parts don't go with the tune.. I couldn't figure a way to shorten those to where it did. But I've gotta say, I loved how it came out anyways! ^__^
Please Review and lemme know whatcha think!! Trowa's is the next one to come out. Don't know how long his chapter will be. Mostly likely it'll be short, kinda like this one. Lets face it, the boy don't talk much. lol Then after his, I only have two more to go. Wufei's and the other one of Duo's. But please, Review and let me know what you think on this! I'll have the next one out soon. With any luck, before the end of this week. ^_~ Ja!
Arigatou!
Anime Redneck
12-16-02
2:12am
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