Title: Minuet in G Major
Disclaimers: The Gundam boys don't belong to me, they never will. I'm a poor college kid so don't sue. You won't get much out of me save for maybe a few pennies. However, the plot does belong to me, I'm just borrowing the characters.
Notes: Thank you my reviewers! I love getting them and I didn't think this would be as good as it seemed, I'm glad you all like it!
Pairings: it's a surprise...not really if you know my pairings already.
Warnings: Shounen ai, language, AU, OOC Heero, a Duo who's a brat to our Heero....
Archived: http://www.angelfire.com/tx/canadianna/
Dedication: Gwynn Whitelock who wanted me to write this fic and Ides because..well just because.
Must thank Gwynn for being my new beta reader! YAY!
On to the story!!!!
Did I mention OOC Heero?
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Part 2
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"Faith isn't knowing what tomorrow will bring but knowing who brings tomorrow" - Anonymous
Trowa ran a hand through his hair as he pondered where to place his belongings. Catherine had left twenty minutes ago after telling he and Heero her good-byes. Heero was off in his room a floor above, probably unpacking and meeting his new roommate. Trowa silently hoped Heero would get along with his roommate since he was sometimes a difficult person to get along with. Trowa had yet to meet his roommate, he hoped he would be cute so he'd get some eye-candy but at the same time, hoped he wasn't because it could be frustrating if his roommate was straight. Judging by his roommate's accessories, he could tell he was interested in classical and Celtic music, which wasn't bad, he liked classical music too, especially music composed by Mozart as well as some Vivaldi and Beethoven. He also liked music by the Romantic composers, Schubert and Brahms. His roommate's bedding was a light pastel blue and noticed he had moved his bed so they'd both be able to get a view outside the window, pretty thoughtful and nice of his roommate to do that. The room door opened and a petite blonde boy entered, whom Trowa vaguely recognized as the Winner heir who had presented him with his award was gently smiling at him in greeting before saying a hello in a low alto voice.
Trowa smiled nervously as he continued to unpack. "Hi."
"Let me help you unpack," the blonde's alto voice, queried.
Trowa nodded in acceptance as he handed Quatre a box of clothes he could hang up in the closet.
"I'm Quatre Winner by the way," Quatre said as he hung up a pair of Trowa's pants.
"Trowa Barton," he said simply, offering Quatre a small smile.
"It's nice to meet you," Quatre said offering a hand that Trowa shook firmly. He grinned inwardly, silently thanking Lady Luck his roommate was a cutie, as the two then continued to unpack Trowa's belongings, conversing every now and then as Quatre did most of the talking.
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Heero faintly heard someone call out his name as a hand gently tapped his cheek as the person tried to wake him from his sleep. His mind registered that he had the worst nightmare, his high school nemesis was his roommate and that quite frankly, scared him. The person trying to wake him up began to get very persistent and he figured it must be Catherine trying to wake him up, telling him that they arrived at the university. He groggily opened his eyes and found himself staring up at a pair of worried violet eyes as Duo gently straddled his hips as he tried to wake him up after he fainted. Heero then yelled as his mined clued in to who was on top of him as he forcefully shoved Duo off, causing the two boys to fall off the bed Duo had placed Heero on. They landed in a heap with Duo landing on top of Heero once again as Heero landed with a sound "oomph."
Duo chuckled, his braid ticking Heero's arm. "At least I know you're okay but if you wanted to get laid, you could have told me that you wanted me in that way instead of glaring at me. It gave me the wrong impression," Duo babbled as Heero stared up at him, eyes wide with shock as his mind tried to process what Duo had just said. Heero's mind finally decided to light that bulb when Duo began to kiss Heero softly on the lips. Heero's eyes widened as he shoved Duo off him, running to the adjoining bathroom and pulled out his toothbrush and toothpaste and began to thoroughly brush his teeth and mouth clean as the thought 'ew' rushed a mile a minute through his head. When he finished brushing his teeth about ten minutes later, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and walked back into the room, finding Duo sitting on his bed as he glared coldly at him.
Heero shivered as he felt Duo's cold stare on him, making poor little Hee-chan feel very uncomfortable as Duo continued to stare at him. Heero sat at his desk, facing away from Duo as he booted up his laptop. Twenty minutes later, Heero's phone rang, interrupting the eerie silence.
"Hello?" Heero greeted softly.
"Heero?" a soft tenor asked.
"Trowa? What's up?" Heero asked, still feeling Duo's eyes watching him as he shuddered involuntarily.
"Do you and your roommate want to join me and my roommate for supper tonight?"
Heero thought for a minute before replying to his cousin. "I'll be going alone."
"Ok then, I'll meet you in front of the residence desk, ok?"
Heero shut down his computer. "Sure. See you in a few." Heero hung up the phone and grabbed his meal card as he hurriedly left his room, Duo still staring at him as he left. Heero patiently waited for the elevator, playing with his keys nervously as he waited. When the elevator arrived, he pressed the button for floor two and waited his descent to the level. When he arrived, he saw Trowa standing near the Res desk talking to a petite blonde boy who was nodding his head every now and then, his green-blue eyes focused on Trowa.
"Trowa?" Heero asked, interrupting his cousin's conversation.
Trowa turned and nodded as he motioned Heero over. "I'd like you to meet my roommate, Quatre Winner. Quatre, my cousin Heero Yuy."
Heero nodded politely as Quatre smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you," Heero said quietly as something seemed to flicker in Quatre's eyes.
"Shall we go to supper then?" Quatre asked as they started to make their way towards the cafeteria. When they got their food, they all sat at a table near a window, conversing while they ate.
"So who's your roommate?" Trowa asked after taking a sip of his chocolate milk.
Heero looked up from his plate of food and scowled. "You don't want to know. I think Fate hates me," Heero said coldly.
Trowa raided a brow. "It can't be that bad Heero."
"Oh yes it can be. My roommate is Duo Maxwell."
Trowa's eyes sparkled with worry as he watched his cousin frown. "THE Bastard Maxwell?"
"The very one..." Heero confirmed with a sigh as Quatre watched on with interest.
"Man that sucks," Trowa said as Heero nodded.
Heero was just about to get up and get some dessert when someone with black hair accidentally ran into him, dropping his or her tray of food everywhere. Heero heard the person mumble an apology as he picked up his food and tray from the ground. Heero gaped in shock as he recognized the person. "Wufei?"
Wufei blinked owlishly as he looked up at Heero from the ground. "Heero?"
"Wufei, what are you doing here?" Heero asked as he helped Wufei pick up his food. "I thought you were going to Julliard in England."
"Correction, I WAS going to Julliard," Wufei said as he sat in the vacant chair next to Heero.
"You're going to have to explain that one, but first, meet Quatre Winner, Trowa's roommate. Quatre, meet Wufei Chang."
Wufei nodded and Quatre smiled politely at him. "What house are you in Heero?" Wufei asked.
"Bach, you?"
"Mozart."
"Cool, now explain how you got here, Wufei," Heero said before taking a sip of his water.
Wufei actually blushed before he said anything. "Well you know how last week Julliard started and how I didn't want to go there in the first place, right?" Heero nodded before Wufei continued. "Well, the people at Julliard were essentially being the stuck up bastards they were and putting down any North American music school. Being the proud Chinese-American that I am, I told them off. It didn't help I started off the morning badly and it was my birthday. I told them: today was my birthday. The night before, someone threw rocks at my window all night long to keep me awake. That morning someone else jammed the lock on my door so I had to climb out my window to make it to class on time. I can't take this shit anymore with you putting down my country, you stuck up European bastards. I'm eighteen and my parents can't do a thing about me now. I'm transferring school to get away from your snobbery. Gentlemen, ladies, you can take your goddamned classical education and shove it," (1) Wufei finished as he turned to face the gaping Heero.
"You said that?" Heero said in disbelief.
Wufei nodded, "I called my parents and told them I was transferring here. The university was glad to know I told them off, the secretary actually laughed and said it was about time."
Quatre chuckled as Trowa watched on with amusement. "So are you going to the opening ceremonies for Frosh week, they have a live band playing tonight called 'Majesty of Gaia.' I heard they're pretty good. They're some kind of alternative band."
Heero shrugged, "I don't know. I was thinking of just relaxing, maybe take a tour around the city."
Wufei looked at Heero. "You're probably just going to play on that Playstation of yours all night," he added with a snort.
"I somehow doubt that," Trowa told Wufei, adding a chuckle.
"What do you mean?" Wufei asked as he chewed through a mouthful of food.
"Heero's roommate is Duo Maxwell, he's going to avoid him at all costs, don't you think?"
Wufei's brown eyes widened. "You're kidding? Heero you have my pity being stuck with that meddling hairball."
Quatre chuckled, almost giggled at Wufei's comment. "Let me guess, you don't like Duo Maxwell either?"
Wufei shook his head in a negative manner. "No. I certainly do not like him. Duo hates Heero and vice versa and because I'm Heero's friend, he likes to make my life a living Hell as well as Heero's."
"Oh. How long have Heero and Duo hated each other, if you don't mind me asking?" Quatre asked with interest as he toyed with the spaghetti on his plate.
"Oh, they've hated each other since kindergarten, I believe. Me and Heero have been friends since then and ever since I can remember we've been a part of Duo's jokes, which I find unjust because he knows nothing about me or Heero to behave in such a childish manner," Wufei explained while forking rice into his mouth.
Quatre smiled knowingly. "So are you two going to the concert tonight or what? Trowa and I are going."
Heero shrugged. "I supposed, but Wufei, you're suffering with me."
Wufei nodded and picked up his tray as he stood up. "Fine Yuy. I'll meet you at your room and save you from Maxwell. Room number?"
Heero snorted. "Floor eleven, room eleven-nineteen. See you then." Heero then turned facing Trowa and Quatre. "We'll meet you at the concert at around seven, look for us okay?"
Quatre nodded. "Sure thing. See you at seven."
Heero nodded as they took their trays to the rack. They all parted their separate ways, Heero dreading the thought of returning to his room, decided to go to the library instead to read for an hour or so. After getting bored of that idea a half hour later, he returned to his empty room and thanking the gods Duo was nowhere in sight. His side of the room looked intact until he found a bra on his bed with a message attached. He growled as he picked up the note and read it:
Hey Heero the Wonder Bra,
Just a note to tell you that after that little stunt you pulled this
Afternoon and not inviting me to dine with your godly presence
*pout* I'll make sure that you will pay for not thanking me - in
a PG-13 way of course. *Grin* Can't be too evil to you, I need
you to live for the final act. Ciao, mon petit chou-chou!(2)
Yours in making your life a living Hell,
Duo Maxwell
Heero almost cried after reading that note. He quickly changed into a pair of dark blue baggy jeans and a green army camo-shirt. He silently prayed Wufei would hurry up and get here incase Duo arrived. He didn't want to go insane the first week of school.
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TBC...?
1 - Paraphrased from Eric Banyan in Mercedes Lackey's book "Bedlam's Bard"
2 - My dear, in french for those who don't speak the language
For all those who guessed (except hexAdecimal who KNOWS what I'm majoring, you silly goose!), I'm majoring in music and I am taking an English class - Brittish Lit to be exact, but I didn't know it was that when I signed up for it, but I like it.
Secondly, I'd like to thank Eternal-Sleeper: Hippie-goth was a creation of mine that I got at like midnight, go me, Dream-Weaver: I know, I feel bad for Hee-chan too! I am so mean to him, Elle-FaTe2x1: You're gonna laugh when you find out WHY Duo is bitter with Heero it's rather interesting, but I cant tell you know, it's a secret! P.S. VERY good guess on my major ^_^ , deathwraith: I know Heero wouldn't normally faint, but I figure since he's not a soldier and hasn't gone through any pareticular training, it will be okay. Besides, it creates drama dun dun dun! Foxfire: I'm glad you enjoy it, I know Heero fainting is OOC but again, he's not a soldier and *shows liscence* I have a poetic liscense *grins madly* okay okay, lame excuse I know! hexAdecimal: I am glad you like the fic, no ninja turtles for you! But if I find a chocolate bar here with them on it at Sugar Mountain, I'll buy you one :P And thanks for the wish of luck with the midterms, I think I did okay minus the sight singing, I am not a singer!
Any questions or comments can be e-mailed to me at: Hakumei@otakumail.com any flames will be laughed at and promptly trashed where it rightfully belongs. Oh REVIEW PLEASE! I love them!
Disclaimers: The Gundam boys don't belong to me, they never will. I'm a poor college kid so don't sue. You won't get much out of me save for maybe a few pennies. However, the plot does belong to me, I'm just borrowing the characters.
Notes: Thank you my reviewers! I love getting them and I didn't think this would be as good as it seemed, I'm glad you all like it!
Pairings: it's a surprise...not really if you know my pairings already.
Warnings: Shounen ai, language, AU, OOC Heero, a Duo who's a brat to our Heero....
Archived: http://www.angelfire.com/tx/canadianna/
Dedication: Gwynn Whitelock who wanted me to write this fic and Ides because..well just because.
Must thank Gwynn for being my new beta reader! YAY!
On to the story!!!!
Did I mention OOC Heero?
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Part 2
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"Faith isn't knowing what tomorrow will bring but knowing who brings tomorrow" - Anonymous
Trowa ran a hand through his hair as he pondered where to place his belongings. Catherine had left twenty minutes ago after telling he and Heero her good-byes. Heero was off in his room a floor above, probably unpacking and meeting his new roommate. Trowa silently hoped Heero would get along with his roommate since he was sometimes a difficult person to get along with. Trowa had yet to meet his roommate, he hoped he would be cute so he'd get some eye-candy but at the same time, hoped he wasn't because it could be frustrating if his roommate was straight. Judging by his roommate's accessories, he could tell he was interested in classical and Celtic music, which wasn't bad, he liked classical music too, especially music composed by Mozart as well as some Vivaldi and Beethoven. He also liked music by the Romantic composers, Schubert and Brahms. His roommate's bedding was a light pastel blue and noticed he had moved his bed so they'd both be able to get a view outside the window, pretty thoughtful and nice of his roommate to do that. The room door opened and a petite blonde boy entered, whom Trowa vaguely recognized as the Winner heir who had presented him with his award was gently smiling at him in greeting before saying a hello in a low alto voice.
Trowa smiled nervously as he continued to unpack. "Hi."
"Let me help you unpack," the blonde's alto voice, queried.
Trowa nodded in acceptance as he handed Quatre a box of clothes he could hang up in the closet.
"I'm Quatre Winner by the way," Quatre said as he hung up a pair of Trowa's pants.
"Trowa Barton," he said simply, offering Quatre a small smile.
"It's nice to meet you," Quatre said offering a hand that Trowa shook firmly. He grinned inwardly, silently thanking Lady Luck his roommate was a cutie, as the two then continued to unpack Trowa's belongings, conversing every now and then as Quatre did most of the talking.
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Heero faintly heard someone call out his name as a hand gently tapped his cheek as the person tried to wake him from his sleep. His mind registered that he had the worst nightmare, his high school nemesis was his roommate and that quite frankly, scared him. The person trying to wake him up began to get very persistent and he figured it must be Catherine trying to wake him up, telling him that they arrived at the university. He groggily opened his eyes and found himself staring up at a pair of worried violet eyes as Duo gently straddled his hips as he tried to wake him up after he fainted. Heero then yelled as his mined clued in to who was on top of him as he forcefully shoved Duo off, causing the two boys to fall off the bed Duo had placed Heero on. They landed in a heap with Duo landing on top of Heero once again as Heero landed with a sound "oomph."
Duo chuckled, his braid ticking Heero's arm. "At least I know you're okay but if you wanted to get laid, you could have told me that you wanted me in that way instead of glaring at me. It gave me the wrong impression," Duo babbled as Heero stared up at him, eyes wide with shock as his mind tried to process what Duo had just said. Heero's mind finally decided to light that bulb when Duo began to kiss Heero softly on the lips. Heero's eyes widened as he shoved Duo off him, running to the adjoining bathroom and pulled out his toothbrush and toothpaste and began to thoroughly brush his teeth and mouth clean as the thought 'ew' rushed a mile a minute through his head. When he finished brushing his teeth about ten minutes later, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and walked back into the room, finding Duo sitting on his bed as he glared coldly at him.
Heero shivered as he felt Duo's cold stare on him, making poor little Hee-chan feel very uncomfortable as Duo continued to stare at him. Heero sat at his desk, facing away from Duo as he booted up his laptop. Twenty minutes later, Heero's phone rang, interrupting the eerie silence.
"Hello?" Heero greeted softly.
"Heero?" a soft tenor asked.
"Trowa? What's up?" Heero asked, still feeling Duo's eyes watching him as he shuddered involuntarily.
"Do you and your roommate want to join me and my roommate for supper tonight?"
Heero thought for a minute before replying to his cousin. "I'll be going alone."
"Ok then, I'll meet you in front of the residence desk, ok?"
Heero shut down his computer. "Sure. See you in a few." Heero hung up the phone and grabbed his meal card as he hurriedly left his room, Duo still staring at him as he left. Heero patiently waited for the elevator, playing with his keys nervously as he waited. When the elevator arrived, he pressed the button for floor two and waited his descent to the level. When he arrived, he saw Trowa standing near the Res desk talking to a petite blonde boy who was nodding his head every now and then, his green-blue eyes focused on Trowa.
"Trowa?" Heero asked, interrupting his cousin's conversation.
Trowa turned and nodded as he motioned Heero over. "I'd like you to meet my roommate, Quatre Winner. Quatre, my cousin Heero Yuy."
Heero nodded politely as Quatre smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you," Heero said quietly as something seemed to flicker in Quatre's eyes.
"Shall we go to supper then?" Quatre asked as they started to make their way towards the cafeteria. When they got their food, they all sat at a table near a window, conversing while they ate.
"So who's your roommate?" Trowa asked after taking a sip of his chocolate milk.
Heero looked up from his plate of food and scowled. "You don't want to know. I think Fate hates me," Heero said coldly.
Trowa raided a brow. "It can't be that bad Heero."
"Oh yes it can be. My roommate is Duo Maxwell."
Trowa's eyes sparkled with worry as he watched his cousin frown. "THE Bastard Maxwell?"
"The very one..." Heero confirmed with a sigh as Quatre watched on with interest.
"Man that sucks," Trowa said as Heero nodded.
Heero was just about to get up and get some dessert when someone with black hair accidentally ran into him, dropping his or her tray of food everywhere. Heero heard the person mumble an apology as he picked up his food and tray from the ground. Heero gaped in shock as he recognized the person. "Wufei?"
Wufei blinked owlishly as he looked up at Heero from the ground. "Heero?"
"Wufei, what are you doing here?" Heero asked as he helped Wufei pick up his food. "I thought you were going to Julliard in England."
"Correction, I WAS going to Julliard," Wufei said as he sat in the vacant chair next to Heero.
"You're going to have to explain that one, but first, meet Quatre Winner, Trowa's roommate. Quatre, meet Wufei Chang."
Wufei nodded and Quatre smiled politely at him. "What house are you in Heero?" Wufei asked.
"Bach, you?"
"Mozart."
"Cool, now explain how you got here, Wufei," Heero said before taking a sip of his water.
Wufei actually blushed before he said anything. "Well you know how last week Julliard started and how I didn't want to go there in the first place, right?" Heero nodded before Wufei continued. "Well, the people at Julliard were essentially being the stuck up bastards they were and putting down any North American music school. Being the proud Chinese-American that I am, I told them off. It didn't help I started off the morning badly and it was my birthday. I told them: today was my birthday. The night before, someone threw rocks at my window all night long to keep me awake. That morning someone else jammed the lock on my door so I had to climb out my window to make it to class on time. I can't take this shit anymore with you putting down my country, you stuck up European bastards. I'm eighteen and my parents can't do a thing about me now. I'm transferring school to get away from your snobbery. Gentlemen, ladies, you can take your goddamned classical education and shove it," (1) Wufei finished as he turned to face the gaping Heero.
"You said that?" Heero said in disbelief.
Wufei nodded, "I called my parents and told them I was transferring here. The university was glad to know I told them off, the secretary actually laughed and said it was about time."
Quatre chuckled as Trowa watched on with amusement. "So are you going to the opening ceremonies for Frosh week, they have a live band playing tonight called 'Majesty of Gaia.' I heard they're pretty good. They're some kind of alternative band."
Heero shrugged, "I don't know. I was thinking of just relaxing, maybe take a tour around the city."
Wufei looked at Heero. "You're probably just going to play on that Playstation of yours all night," he added with a snort.
"I somehow doubt that," Trowa told Wufei, adding a chuckle.
"What do you mean?" Wufei asked as he chewed through a mouthful of food.
"Heero's roommate is Duo Maxwell, he's going to avoid him at all costs, don't you think?"
Wufei's brown eyes widened. "You're kidding? Heero you have my pity being stuck with that meddling hairball."
Quatre chuckled, almost giggled at Wufei's comment. "Let me guess, you don't like Duo Maxwell either?"
Wufei shook his head in a negative manner. "No. I certainly do not like him. Duo hates Heero and vice versa and because I'm Heero's friend, he likes to make my life a living Hell as well as Heero's."
"Oh. How long have Heero and Duo hated each other, if you don't mind me asking?" Quatre asked with interest as he toyed with the spaghetti on his plate.
"Oh, they've hated each other since kindergarten, I believe. Me and Heero have been friends since then and ever since I can remember we've been a part of Duo's jokes, which I find unjust because he knows nothing about me or Heero to behave in such a childish manner," Wufei explained while forking rice into his mouth.
Quatre smiled knowingly. "So are you two going to the concert tonight or what? Trowa and I are going."
Heero shrugged. "I supposed, but Wufei, you're suffering with me."
Wufei nodded and picked up his tray as he stood up. "Fine Yuy. I'll meet you at your room and save you from Maxwell. Room number?"
Heero snorted. "Floor eleven, room eleven-nineteen. See you then." Heero then turned facing Trowa and Quatre. "We'll meet you at the concert at around seven, look for us okay?"
Quatre nodded. "Sure thing. See you at seven."
Heero nodded as they took their trays to the rack. They all parted their separate ways, Heero dreading the thought of returning to his room, decided to go to the library instead to read for an hour or so. After getting bored of that idea a half hour later, he returned to his empty room and thanking the gods Duo was nowhere in sight. His side of the room looked intact until he found a bra on his bed with a message attached. He growled as he picked up the note and read it:
Hey Heero the Wonder Bra,
Just a note to tell you that after that little stunt you pulled this
Afternoon and not inviting me to dine with your godly presence
*pout* I'll make sure that you will pay for not thanking me - in
a PG-13 way of course. *Grin* Can't be too evil to you, I need
you to live for the final act. Ciao, mon petit chou-chou!(2)
Yours in making your life a living Hell,
Duo Maxwell
Heero almost cried after reading that note. He quickly changed into a pair of dark blue baggy jeans and a green army camo-shirt. He silently prayed Wufei would hurry up and get here incase Duo arrived. He didn't want to go insane the first week of school.
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TBC...?
1 - Paraphrased from Eric Banyan in Mercedes Lackey's book "Bedlam's Bard"
2 - My dear, in french for those who don't speak the language
For all those who guessed (except hexAdecimal who KNOWS what I'm majoring, you silly goose!), I'm majoring in music and I am taking an English class - Brittish Lit to be exact, but I didn't know it was that when I signed up for it, but I like it.
Secondly, I'd like to thank Eternal-Sleeper: Hippie-goth was a creation of mine that I got at like midnight, go me, Dream-Weaver: I know, I feel bad for Hee-chan too! I am so mean to him, Elle-FaTe2x1: You're gonna laugh when you find out WHY Duo is bitter with Heero it's rather interesting, but I cant tell you know, it's a secret! P.S. VERY good guess on my major ^_^ , deathwraith: I know Heero wouldn't normally faint, but I figure since he's not a soldier and hasn't gone through any pareticular training, it will be okay. Besides, it creates drama dun dun dun! Foxfire: I'm glad you enjoy it, I know Heero fainting is OOC but again, he's not a soldier and *shows liscence* I have a poetic liscense *grins madly* okay okay, lame excuse I know! hexAdecimal: I am glad you like the fic, no ninja turtles for you! But if I find a chocolate bar here with them on it at Sugar Mountain, I'll buy you one :P And thanks for the wish of luck with the midterms, I think I did okay minus the sight singing, I am not a singer!
Any questions or comments can be e-mailed to me at: Hakumei@otakumail.com any flames will be laughed at and promptly trashed where it rightfully belongs. Oh REVIEW PLEASE! I love them!