Title: Minuet in G
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. Also, the lyrics I've borrowed are not mine, they belong to their respective musicians Bad Religion.
Pairings: 4+3, 5+1, 1+?, 2+?
Warnings: Shounen ai, language, AU, OOC Heero, a Duo who's a brat to our Heero....Pokemon bashing
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 3
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"Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them" - William Shakespeare's "Twelfth Night" (II v: 136-137)
A light knock on Heero's door snapped him out of his daze as he got up off his bed to answer the door. Wufei stood leaning against the doorframe, his black hair that was usually tied in a ponytail hung loosely about his shoulders. "Heero Yuy, I've come to your rescue."
Heero snorted, giving him a once over as he looked at his friend skeptically. Wufei, who was well known for wearing at least one white clothing article, stood in front of him dressed in tight black jeans and a dark red shirt along with a silver chain that adorned his neck. Heero raised a brow before speaking. "Maxwell isn't here, he left me a note though," Heero said frigidly before asking, "what's with the outfit?" as he handed Wufei the letter.
Wufei grabbed the letter and answered snidely. "Just because I wear white most of the time, it doesn't mean I can't alternate clothing every now and then. Besides, even I'm allowed to dress for some attention. I want guys and girls to notice me too. It's not easy being in the shadow of 'the bold and beautiful Heero Yuy'," Wufei said defensively.
Heero rolled his eyes. "Chang, you KNOW when we go clubbing I don't ask for the attention. You aren't unattractive, Fei-kun. Trust me. Now just read the stupid letter!" Heero told Wufei impatiently as he pointed towards the letter.
Wufei blushed a little before reading the letter. "Looks like Maxwell wrote you a love letter," Wufei teased.
"Hn. This means trouble. Are you in a single or double room?"
"Single...why? What are you planning in that head of yours?" Wufei looked out of the corner of his eye as he watched Heero.
Heero shrugged before putting on some shoes. "I might be bunking with you if Bastard drives me crazy enough. I'll go insane living with him!"
Wufei laughed. "I'll be your hero, but you owe me when you need rescuing. Now come on Yuy, we promised to meet Trowa and Quatre shortly and you're always pokey."
Heero snorted before grabbing his wallet and keys to lock the door. They took the elevator and headed towards their destination.
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Heero and Wufei met up with Trowa and Quatre who stood in the midst of the huge crowd of music students anticipating for the concert. Girls were dressed to impress and boys either dressed a little better than usual or didn't change at all as they talked to some of the girls. The concert definitely looked like it was going to be fun. Trowa waved a hand to greet both Wufei and Heero as the approached. Quatre gave them a smile and hello as he greeted the two boys.
"You guys look good," Quatre commented as he stood, poised, leaning against a post. He and Trowa didn't look bad either. Quatre wore an indigo poet's shirt and black pants; a hemp necklace with an amber beat adorned his neck along with the gold bracelet and the gold hoop earring in his left ear. Trowa was more casual as he wore red Adidas pants and a dark gray shirt, almost black. His silver cross (1) hung loosely around his neck as his skater shoes poked out from his pants, making Wufei almost chuckle.
Wufei nearly grinned with glee as he saw an older boy with long platinum blonde hair staring at him. The young man was at least a foot taller than him and was extremely sexy. Wufei took a mental note to find out who he was later as Heero tugged his harm and dragged him closer to the front along with Trowa and Quatre. The lights dimmed, marking the beginning of the show. Heero hoped it would be as good as Quatre claimed it would be.
A few short moments later the lights turned back on as four young men stood on stage. There was a blonde drummer who was wearing a red tie-dye shirt and black pants, a red-head in green on the synthesizers, a darker skinned boy with extremely curly hair playing on the electric bass, and a boy with a black and white guitar and mike stood at the front, obviously the lead singer. It was a few seconds later when Heero got a good glimpse of the lead singer, he paled several shades and cursed. There, standing on stage wearing black leather pants and a silver shirt with his hair tied back in a loose ponytail was Duo Maxwell, grinning like the Cheshire cat. Did Quatre know Duo was going to be singing even after clearly stating his dislike of the boy? Would the horrors of the world ever cease? Heero strongly doubted it and figured fate must really hate him. Either that or karma is getting even with him for a past ill deed. Wufei noticed Heero's displeasure and gaped as he too noticed Duo. "I think someone hates you, Heero," Wufei joked.
Heero gritted his teeth. "That's it. I'm beginning a misanthropist..." Trowa chuckled. "Relax Heero, he most likely can't tell you're here. He's singled out on a stage and you're in a sea of people. With luck you can pretend tonight never existed and he'll never know you were here." Trowa reassured.
Heero did not respond and only continued to glare at the longhaired figure on stage.
Duo grinned at the crowd. "Hey y'all! Welcome to our show! We're Majesty of Gaia, allow me to introduce us. I'm Scorpio, Virgo is the one on the drums, on the synthesizer is Lynx, and Draco plays bass. Are you guys ready to rock and roll? (2)" The crowd cheered loudly as the band got psyched to play. Duo seemed to scan the crowd before his piercing blue eyes fell upon Heero causing him to smirk. He held his black and white guitar, nodding once to his band to cuie them to begin, his eyes never leaving Heero. Heero turned around, breaking eye contact and tried to find Wufei so he could leave, fearing for his life.
However, Wufei no longer stood near him. Heero noticed him avidly talking to a blonde haired boy. Heero knew he couldn't drag Wufei away from the blonde or he'd be listening to a rant about how it was bad mojo to steal him away from potential boyfriend or girlfriend material. So Heero opted for a solo getaway but a hand clasped his shoulders and spun him around. "Leaving so soon?" Quatre inquired, Trowa standing behind him looking at him with a puzzled expression.
"I...uh..." was Heero's intelligent response.
Quatre chuckled as he smiled. "You have to stay Heero, the show's only just begun." He didn't even give Heero a chance to retreat as he gently pulled him by an arm back to where they were originally standing. Heero faintly heard the band play the intro to their song before Duo began to sing. Heero tried to look at anyone but Duo but found himself switching from the cute redhead back onto Duo. Duo's eyes fell on him as he began to sing the lyrics:
She came from Heaven well there's no point belaboring that
I've seen some trouble and I must admit that I'm in demand
I confront rejection with magnetic good intentions yet
Hey Jack Get back in fact don't do that
I act sharp
But feel uncertain
Cuz next time
It could be curtains
Evangeline
Conspirator so fine
Lend me your faith cuz mine is broken
Compared to mine
What is your crime Evangeline?
Now just to be certain let's be sure to set the record straight
I could use an angel but I don't intend to split up the take
Never go for treason but I got reasons that don't warrant debate
My acts intact and in fact you're not all that
You act sure
But you're uncertain
Cuz next time
It could be curtains
Evangeline
Conspirator so fine
Lend me your faith cuz mine is broken
Compared to mine
What is your crime Evangeline?
Well there's no use turning back
No use turning back
It's already much too late
When the house is burning
Evangeline
Conspirator so fine
Lend me your faith cuz mine is broken
Compared to mine
What is your crime Evangeline(3)
Heero stared at Duo, wide-eyed as he sang more songs; his violet-blue eyes never left him during the entire performance, leaving Heero with many unanswered questions. Wufei gently tapped him on his shoulder, his clothes a little bit ruffled as he spoke. "Shall we get going? Quatre and Trowa already left."
Heero turned away from the stage and faced Wufei. "Sure..."
"But we have to watch Pokemon when it comes ok." Heero sighed and nodded his head in agreement. Both boys liked watching Japanese animation but for some unknown reason, Wufei had taken to watching Pokemon on a regular basis. Usually Wufei had good taste in his choices of TV, but not this time. If all else fails, they could be drunk by the time Pokemon came on. Heero sighed as Wufei, who lead them towards Heero's room, dragged him off.
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Wufei giggled as he put an arm casually around Heero. "That was a beautiful concert man. That blonde guy was hot!"
Heero snickered. "The drummer or the blonde haired guy you were making out with?"
Wufei grinned cheekily as he took another sip of his alcoholic beverage. "Both! But I know you were staring at - Ooo! Commercial's done! Tsk! I hate Misty, I wish Charazard would eat that stupid bimbo!" (4)
Heero nodded in agreement. "Yeah, or maybe Misty and the Pokemon crew can spontaneously combust..." he said hopefully.
Wufei snorted as he leaned against Heero as they sat on the couch in the empty lounge room on Heero's floor. "No...tsk! Look at that Brock drooling over that slut Nurse Joy."
Heero smirked. "You know what Fei? I think Brock needs a leash!" (5)
Wufei laughed, his eyes drooping as he began to fall asleep, leaning against Heero. "...Yeah..."
It wasn't too long after both boys fell asleep on the couch snuggled together. Had both boys been alert and a wee bit sober, they'd have noticed the figure watching them in the doorway. The figure vanished for a minute before returning with a blanket to cover the sleeping figures. The person bent down and kissed Heero on his forehead before ruffling a hand through his hair, as the person made sure Heero was secure under the warm blanket along with his friend. The person turned back once as they left the room and smiled at the two sleeping boys.
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TBC...?
1 - The cross Trowa wore in the Episode Zero Manga, come on, you know?
2 - Lame intro, yes, but it was not entirely my idea....
3 - Bad Religion's song Evangeline. I figured if you looked at it in a metaphorical way, it could be interpreted as Duo singing to Heero, I don't know. Either way, I really like the band, so it doesn't matter if it doesn't. It all depends on how you read it/interpret it.
4 - I am not a fan of Pokemon, Gwynn is and she wanted me to have someone in this fic say this -_-; Gomen.
5 - Again, Gwynn's idea, not mine _
I'd like to thank angellove, I'm gald you like this story and Heero's nickname. Don't ask how I got it...it all because of Sears, that evil store of doom; Elle-FaTe2x1, Hee, Heero will survive, I promise, you can beat me with a stick if I don't hold up to that promise ^_^ and last but not least, Foxfire, You, I like...I think you can read between the lines, maybe others can, I don't know they haven't said, but I think you've picked up on my forshadowing, gotta love that word...remember forshadowing boys and girls, he he and Heero's blind, what can I say? *grins* I'm glad you enjoy reading this. Luv you all! But now it's back to the evil theory assignment of doom, have I mentioned I hate harmony theory writing/voice leading?
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. Also, the lyrics I've borrowed are not mine, they belong to their respective musicians Bad Religion.
Pairings: 4+3, 5+1, 1+?, 2+?
Warnings: Shounen ai, language, AU, OOC Heero, a Duo who's a brat to our Heero....Pokemon bashing
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 3
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"Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them" - William Shakespeare's "Twelfth Night" (II v: 136-137)
A light knock on Heero's door snapped him out of his daze as he got up off his bed to answer the door. Wufei stood leaning against the doorframe, his black hair that was usually tied in a ponytail hung loosely about his shoulders. "Heero Yuy, I've come to your rescue."
Heero snorted, giving him a once over as he looked at his friend skeptically. Wufei, who was well known for wearing at least one white clothing article, stood in front of him dressed in tight black jeans and a dark red shirt along with a silver chain that adorned his neck. Heero raised a brow before speaking. "Maxwell isn't here, he left me a note though," Heero said frigidly before asking, "what's with the outfit?" as he handed Wufei the letter.
Wufei grabbed the letter and answered snidely. "Just because I wear white most of the time, it doesn't mean I can't alternate clothing every now and then. Besides, even I'm allowed to dress for some attention. I want guys and girls to notice me too. It's not easy being in the shadow of 'the bold and beautiful Heero Yuy'," Wufei said defensively.
Heero rolled his eyes. "Chang, you KNOW when we go clubbing I don't ask for the attention. You aren't unattractive, Fei-kun. Trust me. Now just read the stupid letter!" Heero told Wufei impatiently as he pointed towards the letter.
Wufei blushed a little before reading the letter. "Looks like Maxwell wrote you a love letter," Wufei teased.
"Hn. This means trouble. Are you in a single or double room?"
"Single...why? What are you planning in that head of yours?" Wufei looked out of the corner of his eye as he watched Heero.
Heero shrugged before putting on some shoes. "I might be bunking with you if Bastard drives me crazy enough. I'll go insane living with him!"
Wufei laughed. "I'll be your hero, but you owe me when you need rescuing. Now come on Yuy, we promised to meet Trowa and Quatre shortly and you're always pokey."
Heero snorted before grabbing his wallet and keys to lock the door. They took the elevator and headed towards their destination.
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Heero and Wufei met up with Trowa and Quatre who stood in the midst of the huge crowd of music students anticipating for the concert. Girls were dressed to impress and boys either dressed a little better than usual or didn't change at all as they talked to some of the girls. The concert definitely looked like it was going to be fun. Trowa waved a hand to greet both Wufei and Heero as the approached. Quatre gave them a smile and hello as he greeted the two boys.
"You guys look good," Quatre commented as he stood, poised, leaning against a post. He and Trowa didn't look bad either. Quatre wore an indigo poet's shirt and black pants; a hemp necklace with an amber beat adorned his neck along with the gold bracelet and the gold hoop earring in his left ear. Trowa was more casual as he wore red Adidas pants and a dark gray shirt, almost black. His silver cross (1) hung loosely around his neck as his skater shoes poked out from his pants, making Wufei almost chuckle.
Wufei nearly grinned with glee as he saw an older boy with long platinum blonde hair staring at him. The young man was at least a foot taller than him and was extremely sexy. Wufei took a mental note to find out who he was later as Heero tugged his harm and dragged him closer to the front along with Trowa and Quatre. The lights dimmed, marking the beginning of the show. Heero hoped it would be as good as Quatre claimed it would be.
A few short moments later the lights turned back on as four young men stood on stage. There was a blonde drummer who was wearing a red tie-dye shirt and black pants, a red-head in green on the synthesizers, a darker skinned boy with extremely curly hair playing on the electric bass, and a boy with a black and white guitar and mike stood at the front, obviously the lead singer. It was a few seconds later when Heero got a good glimpse of the lead singer, he paled several shades and cursed. There, standing on stage wearing black leather pants and a silver shirt with his hair tied back in a loose ponytail was Duo Maxwell, grinning like the Cheshire cat. Did Quatre know Duo was going to be singing even after clearly stating his dislike of the boy? Would the horrors of the world ever cease? Heero strongly doubted it and figured fate must really hate him. Either that or karma is getting even with him for a past ill deed. Wufei noticed Heero's displeasure and gaped as he too noticed Duo. "I think someone hates you, Heero," Wufei joked.
Heero gritted his teeth. "That's it. I'm beginning a misanthropist..." Trowa chuckled. "Relax Heero, he most likely can't tell you're here. He's singled out on a stage and you're in a sea of people. With luck you can pretend tonight never existed and he'll never know you were here." Trowa reassured.
Heero did not respond and only continued to glare at the longhaired figure on stage.
Duo grinned at the crowd. "Hey y'all! Welcome to our show! We're Majesty of Gaia, allow me to introduce us. I'm Scorpio, Virgo is the one on the drums, on the synthesizer is Lynx, and Draco plays bass. Are you guys ready to rock and roll? (2)" The crowd cheered loudly as the band got psyched to play. Duo seemed to scan the crowd before his piercing blue eyes fell upon Heero causing him to smirk. He held his black and white guitar, nodding once to his band to cuie them to begin, his eyes never leaving Heero. Heero turned around, breaking eye contact and tried to find Wufei so he could leave, fearing for his life.
However, Wufei no longer stood near him. Heero noticed him avidly talking to a blonde haired boy. Heero knew he couldn't drag Wufei away from the blonde or he'd be listening to a rant about how it was bad mojo to steal him away from potential boyfriend or girlfriend material. So Heero opted for a solo getaway but a hand clasped his shoulders and spun him around. "Leaving so soon?" Quatre inquired, Trowa standing behind him looking at him with a puzzled expression.
"I...uh..." was Heero's intelligent response.
Quatre chuckled as he smiled. "You have to stay Heero, the show's only just begun." He didn't even give Heero a chance to retreat as he gently pulled him by an arm back to where they were originally standing. Heero faintly heard the band play the intro to their song before Duo began to sing. Heero tried to look at anyone but Duo but found himself switching from the cute redhead back onto Duo. Duo's eyes fell on him as he began to sing the lyrics:
She came from Heaven well there's no point belaboring that
I've seen some trouble and I must admit that I'm in demand
I confront rejection with magnetic good intentions yet
Hey Jack Get back in fact don't do that
I act sharp
But feel uncertain
Cuz next time
It could be curtains
Evangeline
Conspirator so fine
Lend me your faith cuz mine is broken
Compared to mine
What is your crime Evangeline?
Now just to be certain let's be sure to set the record straight
I could use an angel but I don't intend to split up the take
Never go for treason but I got reasons that don't warrant debate
My acts intact and in fact you're not all that
You act sure
But you're uncertain
Cuz next time
It could be curtains
Evangeline
Conspirator so fine
Lend me your faith cuz mine is broken
Compared to mine
What is your crime Evangeline?
Well there's no use turning back
No use turning back
It's already much too late
When the house is burning
Evangeline
Conspirator so fine
Lend me your faith cuz mine is broken
Compared to mine
What is your crime Evangeline(3)
Heero stared at Duo, wide-eyed as he sang more songs; his violet-blue eyes never left him during the entire performance, leaving Heero with many unanswered questions. Wufei gently tapped him on his shoulder, his clothes a little bit ruffled as he spoke. "Shall we get going? Quatre and Trowa already left."
Heero turned away from the stage and faced Wufei. "Sure..."
"But we have to watch Pokemon when it comes ok." Heero sighed and nodded his head in agreement. Both boys liked watching Japanese animation but for some unknown reason, Wufei had taken to watching Pokemon on a regular basis. Usually Wufei had good taste in his choices of TV, but not this time. If all else fails, they could be drunk by the time Pokemon came on. Heero sighed as Wufei, who lead them towards Heero's room, dragged him off.
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Wufei giggled as he put an arm casually around Heero. "That was a beautiful concert man. That blonde guy was hot!"
Heero snickered. "The drummer or the blonde haired guy you were making out with?"
Wufei grinned cheekily as he took another sip of his alcoholic beverage. "Both! But I know you were staring at - Ooo! Commercial's done! Tsk! I hate Misty, I wish Charazard would eat that stupid bimbo!" (4)
Heero nodded in agreement. "Yeah, or maybe Misty and the Pokemon crew can spontaneously combust..." he said hopefully.
Wufei snorted as he leaned against Heero as they sat on the couch in the empty lounge room on Heero's floor. "No...tsk! Look at that Brock drooling over that slut Nurse Joy."
Heero smirked. "You know what Fei? I think Brock needs a leash!" (5)
Wufei laughed, his eyes drooping as he began to fall asleep, leaning against Heero. "...Yeah..."
It wasn't too long after both boys fell asleep on the couch snuggled together. Had both boys been alert and a wee bit sober, they'd have noticed the figure watching them in the doorway. The figure vanished for a minute before returning with a blanket to cover the sleeping figures. The person bent down and kissed Heero on his forehead before ruffling a hand through his hair, as the person made sure Heero was secure under the warm blanket along with his friend. The person turned back once as they left the room and smiled at the two sleeping boys.
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TBC...?
1 - The cross Trowa wore in the Episode Zero Manga, come on, you know?
2 - Lame intro, yes, but it was not entirely my idea....
3 - Bad Religion's song Evangeline. I figured if you looked at it in a metaphorical way, it could be interpreted as Duo singing to Heero, I don't know. Either way, I really like the band, so it doesn't matter if it doesn't. It all depends on how you read it/interpret it.
4 - I am not a fan of Pokemon, Gwynn is and she wanted me to have someone in this fic say this -_-; Gomen.
5 - Again, Gwynn's idea, not mine _
I'd like to thank angellove, I'm gald you like this story and Heero's nickname. Don't ask how I got it...it all because of Sears, that evil store of doom; Elle-FaTe2x1, Hee, Heero will survive, I promise, you can beat me with a stick if I don't hold up to that promise ^_^ and last but not least, Foxfire, You, I like...I think you can read between the lines, maybe others can, I don't know they haven't said, but I think you've picked up on my forshadowing, gotta love that word...remember forshadowing boys and girls, he he and Heero's blind, what can I say? *grins* I'm glad you enjoy reading this. Luv you all! But now it's back to the evil theory assignment of doom, have I mentioned I hate harmony theory writing/voice leading?
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!