Title: Minuet in G
Author: Hakumei
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: 4+3, 1+5, 2+1, 5+6
Warnings: Shounen ai, language, AU, OOC Heero, a Duo who's a brat to our Heero, mild sexual content, mostly just kissing.
Archived: http://www.angelfire.com/tx/canadianna/ http://ilovebshonen.stormloader.com/gwindex.htm and http://www.angelfire.com/anime3/ides/frame.html
Dedication: Gwynn Whitelock who wanted me to write this fic and Ides because..well just because.
On to the story!!!!
Did I mention OOC Heero?
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Part 5
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Heero snorted as Quatre showed he and Wufei their costumes. "There is NO way Fei and me are going as a cowboy and Indian. How come you and Trowa get decent costumes?"
Trowa blinked and smiled. "Because neither Quatre or I look good as an Indian, we don't have the look. Besides, I wanted to be a Jedi Knight, so it was settled that Quatre and I go as apprentice and Master. (1) And you're going as a sheriff, not a cowboy, Heero."
Heero pouted cutely. "What's the difference? They both look the same to me." Heero turned to Wufei who was still gaping at his outfit. "I...I simply refuse to wear that!" Wufei blushed as he pointed to the deerskin chaps and matching moccasins... and nothing else. He glared at Heero
who was smirking at him. "Piss off, Lone Ranger!"
Quatre smiled, brushing a strand of blond hair away from his eyes. "You and Heero could have dressed as sailors. You both would have looked cute in that but alas; someone took the outfits from my very grasp, as I wasabout to take them. Milliardo will love your costume though Fei!"
Quatre added encouragingly to the blushing and fumbling Wufei.
"All right, I'll dress in the stupid costume," Wufei said, all but protesting.
"Good, now hurry up and get dressed. The Halloween party's in less than an hour!" The four boys all went to put on their respective costumes and about fifteen minutes later, regrouped in Trowa and Quatre's room, Wufei the last one to still show up. Quatre smiled as he praised Heero's costume. He wore blue jeans, cowboy boots, and a light green chemise with a black leather vest along with a twinkling plastic silver painted sheriff badge that was worn on the left flap of his vest. He wore a dark brown cowboy hat to finish his costume, his brown bangs poking through his hat, giving him a roguish appearance. Heero nodded and Quatre had the urge to say: Good evening sheriff, but held his tongue dreading the Heero Yuy glare of doom and settled for a smile and hello instead. Quatre then turned to Trowa, who looked good in his brown Jedi robe and ensemble, a plastic blue light saber attached to his belt marking him as the apprentice. Quatre himself
had the green light saber to show that he was the master, as his brown cape flowed about his shoulders. Trowa frowned slightly but Quatre never had the chance to ask if something was the matter because Wufei finally arrived, albeit grumbling and looking rather unhappy.
"Sorry I'm late, I had to put the face paint on and this feather was hell to put in my hair. I had to as a girl on my floor to help me," he said grudgingly as he pointed to the red feather attached to a lock of his loose black hair. All three boys stared at Wufei with their mouths
practically unhinged. Wufei looked VERY good in his costume. His deerskin chaps fitted snugly in all the right places and his bare chest was well toned but not overly muscular, after all Wufei did do Martial Arts for a hobby. He had red, green, and blue stripes of face paint along his cheek. He looked at his friends curiously as he clutched the plastic spear. "I'm calling myself Running Wind," he added seriously, missing their lustful stares.
Trowa cleared his throat and nodded stiffly. "Sounds good, shall we get going then?"
Three heads nodded in unison as they agreed to head downstairs towards the Halloween party. When they arrived to the party, Wufei started to feel slightly self-conscious about his appearance when people started to stare at him. He leaned over to Heero who was sipping on a glass of punch and asked, "why are those people staring at me," in a hushed tone.
Heero downed the rest of his drink before replying to his worrisome friend. "Because you look good?" Wufei blushed crimson at Heero's blunt statement. "That's not funny, Yuy."
Crossing his legs in a manly way Heero turned his head at Wufei. "Who says I was trying to be funny?"
Wufei snorted in annoyance. "You try walking around in this outfit and tell me that you don't feel the slightest bit self-conscious."
"This is true. Trowa and Quatre would never be able to get me to leave my room if I had to wear that but Wufei you look fine. You pull off the Native American look better than I ever would."
There was a light tap on Wufei's shoulder, interrupting their conversation. "Care to dance?" Wufei turned around to face Milliardo who wore a sailor outfit, the very same one Quatre had mentioned about earlier. "Sure." He silently noted to talk to a certain blonde friend of his for failing to mention who 'snatched' the sailor costume from him at the costume shop. Milliardo led the way to dance floor, holding Wufei by his hand. Wufei noticed that the DJ was wearing a cheesy vampire costume, changing the CDs in his machine. Wufei smiled as he and Milliardo started to dance together. Tonight definitely looked like it would be fun for the Chinese boy.
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Dancing together during a slow song, Trowa looked down at his partner, Quatre and whispered in his ear. "You're up to something. I can tell."
Quatre looked up at Trowa, his arms around his neck, his eyes flickering with amusement as he stared up at his dance partner. "Who says I am?" he told the auburn haired boy with an air of innocence.
"You have a knowing look like you KNOW something is going to happen. I warn you, don't be playing matchmaker with Heero. He can find his own love interests himself. He is a perfectly able and healthy male."
"I'm not trying to do anything to Heero, so quit worrying and keep dancing. I might get jealous if one of these girls standing against the walls comes and takes you away."
Trowa grinned as he held Quatre closer. "Yes Master."
The two young men continued to dance, oblivious to their surrounding area as the music continued to flow and change into different rhythms and styles throughout the night.
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Heero sighed as he stared at his now empty cup of punch. This party was starting to get rather boring. His friends had left him, focusing primarily on their own wants rather than stick together as a group. He knew this would happened and did forgive his friends, but couldn't help but feel just a little bit lonely and neglected. He smiled a little when he saw his music history teacher, Mr. Kushrenada walk by dressed as the Phantom of the Opera. Mr. Kushrenada was and odd fellow and loved opera immensely and stated during their last class that he would be going as the Phantom as a sort of joke. He was supervising the party so nothing would get out of hand since it was being held on school grounds. Heero sighed again feeling slightly melancholic as he toyed with his empty cup. He was not expecting someone to ever ask him to dance while he leaned against the wall, looking like a pretty wallflower rather than dancing with the rest of the young adults attending the party.
A Gypsy dressed in red garments had approached him, the shimmering gold finishing on the veil and belt area, flashing in his direction as it caught his attention. (2)
Heero couldn't recognize the person because the veil except for the eyes covered his or her entire face and it was too dark to tell what colour they were. The person's hair was hidden under the red veil, revealing none of its colour to him. The person wore the poofy Arabic pants but still looked like a Gypsy despite the Arabic touch (3). The gold trimmings on the pants
sparked as the person's hips swayed to the music. He could tell the person was smirking when the Gypsy approached him just by the sparkle in their eye. The Gypsy's shirt was something akin to a tank top and Heero could only stare as a pale arm extended towards his direction and a soft husky
voice asked him to dance. He blinked owlishly before nodding his head and taking the hand that was offered to him as he was led to the dance floor. Upon arriving at the dance floor, the Gypsy brought her arms around his neck, bringing them closer, causing Heero to blush at the contact. The Gypsy then leaned her head against his shoulder as they danced together. Heero brought
his arms around the Gypsy's waist, swaying with the music. He faintly noticed Wufei heading towards the punch bar, waving his hand as he walked by with Milliardo in toe.
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Trowa smiled as he noticed his cousin finally dancing with someone as he wore a contented smile as he and his partner danced. "It looks like Heero's having a good time as well," Trowa said nodding his head towards Heero's direction.
Quatre grinned and nodded his head. "Yep, good for him! But if you'll excuse me for a minute, I have to go to the washroom."
Trowa raised a brow as Quatre let go of him. "Oh? Go ahead. I'll meet you at the salad bar. I'm getting a little hungry." Quatre nodded his head quickly before he disappeared into the crowd.
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Heero was still dancing with is Gypsy, enjoying the feeling of the warmth that surrounded him. He could feel the Gypsy staring at him, which slightly unnerved him because he didn't know why. The lights suddenly went dark as someone turned off the lights, the music still booming as his arms tightened around the Gypsy. He suddenly felt warm breath close to his mouth and then
soft warm lips brushed against his almost carefully before deepening the kiss. Heero found himself eagerly kissing back his kisser. After about a minute into the kiss, the lights turned back on and the Gypsy pulled away. She covered her face but not quick enough to see a satisfied smirk on her face. "I must leave," the Gypsy said in a husky voice, almost apologetically to him as she turned to leave.
"But I don't even know your name, you can't leave yet!" Heero called after the girl who had sparked an interested in him, he saw a strand of long brown hair as the veil began to fall off but he never caught his Gypsy's face. He tried to chase her but was not quick enough and ended up running into a startled Quatre. "Sorry," he muttered as he dusted himself off.
"Having fun?" Quatre asked giving Heero a kind smile.
Heero pouted sulkily. "I'm going back to my room, I'm tired."
Quatre nodded his head in understanding, his eyes reflecting pity towards the stoic boy. "That's ok, I'll be sure to tell Trowa and Wufei that you've left. Anyway, I'm off. I promised Trowa we would dance more!"
Heero nodded, letting Quatre leave. He frowned when he noticed Duo entering the room in a baseball uniform and cap, grinning widely as his friends greeted him. One of his fellow band members, a red head, slapped him playfully on his back causing him to stumble forwards a little,
giving Heero the easy escape he needed in hopes of not being noticed by his enemy. As Heero tried to flee the party without Duo noticing, he found that as he was leaving, Duo's eyes ended up resting on him as he stood in the entrance way, staring at Heero almost in a challenging fashion. He smirked at Heero before winking playfully at Heero who in return, stiffly walked out
of the room and headed towards his dorm room.
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~ The Next Morning ~
Wufei blinked a couple of times before opening his eyes and closing them tightly as he groaned, feeling his headache hit him with a pounding force. He then felt cool gentle fingers touch his forehead in a calculating manner before they left. Wufei cracked an eye open and found Milliardo's baby blue eyes looking down at him with concern. Wufei noticed immediately that he
was not in his room and could not identify where he was. "Where am I?" he asked as his voice croaked from misuse.
"You're in my room. You should rest some more. You passed out last night after drinking all that punch, someone spiked the punch and you ended up drinking way too much. This was the closest place I could carry you and I couldn't leave you alone by yourself in your room. So I vouched for
nursing you back to health."
Wufei laid back against the pillow and scrunched his nose in distaste. "I apologize for being a burden to you. I did not predict these outcomes and end up being a raving drunkard."
Milliardo placed a finger on Wufei's lips hushing him. "Rest. Sleep off your hang over and forget about it. It happens! But you'll owe me. A date...next Friday at six," he said with a smile as he tucked Wufei in his bed.
"One thing, where did you sleep last night?" Wufei asked.
"Next to you of course! You really didn't think that I'd sleep on the floor now do you?"
"N...no," Wufei stuttered as he blushed slightly.
Milliardo looked at Wufei seriously. "Get some rest, I'll be here when you wake up because I'll be working on an essay for most of the day."
Wufei nodded his head sleepily falling asleep shortly after to the sound of Milliardo's pen scratching on his paper.
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Heero woke up to the sun peaking through the curtains as it gently caressed his cheek. He opened an eye, staring up at the beam of light on the ceiling and smiled warmly. He loved the sunshine and hoped that it would mark the beginning of a hopefully good day. Maybe he'd be able to figure out who the mysterious Gypsy girl is. Heero liked both boys and girls and usually leaned towards boys but he found that this Gypsy girl was very alluring. Heero grunted when he tried to get out of bed and felt something heavy draped across his stomach and chest. He looked down and found Duo under his covers, nestled up against him and cuddling him like a giant teddy bear, wearing a contented smile. Had Heero not felt so much animosity towards the boy, he might have permitted Duo to continue sleeping, or maybe even wake him up politely, but having your enemy share your bed and wearing nothing more than boxers (he noticed this when Duo shifted in his sleep and rubbed up against him), he vouched for the sanest approach, he yelled.
Heero yelled so loudly that he startled Duo awake, causing him to bolt up and fall into Heero's lap. At this point Heero was to shocked to react and sat frozen with Duo in his lap. Duo sleepily blinked a couple of times before turning around, still sitting in Heero's lap as he wrapped his legs around Heero. "Good morning Hee-chan!" Duo said chirpily at the petrified
Heero.
"What the fuck are you doing in my bed?" Heero asked as he tried to regain his usual stoic composure.
"Well, when I came back from the party last night, your bed was just too inviting and all the more closer than my bed. You also seemed nice and warm to snuggle up to and I was so cold! How could a guy like me who was freezing to the bone resist such a tempting offer?"
"An iron will and a death wish?" Heero replied venomously.
Duo giggled as he tapped Heero's nose with a finger. "Heero, you can be such a stick in the mud sometimes. Loosen up! I'll give you your first lesson starting now." Heero never had a chance to react before Duo pinned him against the bed and lay on top of him, kissing him hungrily, practically devouring his lips. Heero at first did not react and lay there stunned and very frightened. He now hated Duo with the equal amount of passion that Duo poured into his kiss. Heero liked the Gypsy girl, he wanted to find her and go out with her and felt like he was cheating the girl as Duo kept on kissing him. He tried to push Duo off him but failed as Duo slipped a hand up his nightshirt. It was then that Heero's thoughts changed about Duo. He
was kissing his archenemy in his bed and enjoying it. This was wrong, Heero weakly argued. He could do this, never! With an unknown amount of strength he managed to shove Duo off him causing to fall on his back, staring up at Heero with confusion and lust in his eyes.
"This insanity ends now," Heero said icily as he put on some clothes, packed some things in his backpack along with his wallet and keys and fled the room like a bat out of Hell, leaving Duo behind. Duo sat on Heero's bed for a good while, shoulders hunched as his head rested on his knees. He finally looked up with teary violet eyes before he asked out loud, "Why? What did I
do wrong?" But nothing answered him but the cold bitter silence of the room.
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TBC...?
Don't kill me! I know that was cruel, but it's important to the story. *dodges angry fans*
1 - Ahem, I'm a fan of Star Wars, well except Episode II I didn't really like that one.
2 - I've been surrounded by Gypsies for the past 2 weeks. I did an ethnography (like a book report) review about Gypsies for my Anthropology class. Then I saw the Addams Family Halloween Special where Lurch dances with Gypsy, and my friends Ides posted her Gypsy fic "First Vision" which I've been re-reading. Here's the link if you're interested in reading: http://www.angelfire.com/anime3/ides/vision.html
3 - Gypsies do not dress like this, Halloween costumes and Hollywood tend to over dramatacize things.
Thank you for the reviews: Terrasa: You got more ^_^ And you'll find out why Heero and Duo hate each other in due time, I promise! Elle-FaTe2x1: Heero is definately thickheaded and a tad bit slow, but with good reason. I'll try to update as fast as I can, but stupid exams start in less than three days so...I'll be studying, don't hold it against me though! azngurl: I haven't read Anne Frank, I got the quote from a poster actually, and happy early 13th birthday! TA: thank you, I am glad you like my writtings ^_^ Violet Tears: Yes Heero is very dense, painfully so! And Yes Wufei said that, I like to think Wufei as a closet case hentai, in a cute sort of way. And there will be no beating of the Heero! *protects Heero with a Hyrulean Shield* Heheh, I talk to fictional chracters allll the time, it's perfectly sane, the voices in my head told me so! diane: I was aiming for unexpected when I made Duo and Quatre brothers, and actually Duo didn't use his Winner charms...um, you'll found out later, I can't reveal the plot just now! And yes, I don't write a whimpy whiney Heero, I may write him out a tad bit OOC but not to those extremes! NEVER! Also, I think Duo makes a good agressor, Heero's to blind sometimes *fwaps Heero over the head* poor guy can't tell his roommate loves him even if it smacks him in the face! Heero feels so alone because I speak from experience as a first year university studen when you know NO ONE here, it's a little bit intimidating, but I assure you I am fine now and have really good friends to keep company. Except I knew no one on campus, but Heero's experiences are not mine, gwad I hate self inserts/Mary Sue's! Anywhoo, I babble thanks for reviewing ^_^ Virginie: You'll get to see Duo play with Heero more, in a PG-13 way of course, I'm very bad at writting reltionship stuff, I think. But you'll get to see more! I promise, but I still feel bad for what I did to Duo in this chapter so don't kill me! Foxfire: Heero isn't beating on Duo for one darn good reason, but that's a secret that I'm sure you already know by now. Duo is definately disgusing himself and torturing Heero for a reason, a stupid reason but albeit a reason! You'll find out either in the next chapter or the one after that. And I don't sing either, I have to take Sight Singing because it's required but I am in a choir, we actually had our Christmas concert last Saturday, my instrument is actually recorder, I play celtic and classical/baroque recorder. But I do play the piano too, just not overly well and I only have a grade 7 level...so um, yeah. I'm a jack of all trades in music but I master none, which annoys my mom to noooo end! Keep practicing at the piano, it's a nifty instrument. Ita-chan: I feel bad for Heero and I'm writing the story, that and my beta reader Gwynn gets a kick out of how evil I get each chapter. It's kind of comical, but I won't go there. Gwynn might strangle me, heavens knows why she hasn't yet! And I know it's mean to torture poor Heero, I'm a fan myself I wake up to a Heero poster ever morning on my wall, it makes the bleak dreary doorm walls look oh-so much brighter, wouldn't you agree? Posters are so much fun! I promise you that my Heero-torture is within good reason, the HYLAC (Heero Yuy Lovers Anonymous Club) might kill me if I torture him TOO much! Thank you for the review!
Thanks again all for reviewing, it makes my day brighter! ^_^
*Goes back to studying for her exams*
Any questions or comments? E-mail me at: Hakumei@otakumail.com Any flames will be laughed at and promptly trashed where it rightfully belongs. Oh REVIEW PLEASE! I love them!
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Author: Hakumei
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: 4+3, 1+5, 2+1, 5+6
Warnings: Shounen ai, language, AU, OOC Heero, a Duo who's a brat to our Heero, mild sexual content, mostly just kissing.
Archived: http://www.angelfire.com/tx/canadianna/ http://ilovebshonen.stormloader.com/gwindex.htm and http://www.angelfire.com/anime3/ides/frame.html
Dedication: Gwynn Whitelock who wanted me to write this fic and Ides because..well just because.
On to the story!!!!
Did I mention OOC Heero?
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Part 5
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Heero snorted as Quatre showed he and Wufei their costumes. "There is NO way Fei and me are going as a cowboy and Indian. How come you and Trowa get decent costumes?"
Trowa blinked and smiled. "Because neither Quatre or I look good as an Indian, we don't have the look. Besides, I wanted to be a Jedi Knight, so it was settled that Quatre and I go as apprentice and Master. (1) And you're going as a sheriff, not a cowboy, Heero."
Heero pouted cutely. "What's the difference? They both look the same to me." Heero turned to Wufei who was still gaping at his outfit. "I...I simply refuse to wear that!" Wufei blushed as he pointed to the deerskin chaps and matching moccasins... and nothing else. He glared at Heero
who was smirking at him. "Piss off, Lone Ranger!"
Quatre smiled, brushing a strand of blond hair away from his eyes. "You and Heero could have dressed as sailors. You both would have looked cute in that but alas; someone took the outfits from my very grasp, as I wasabout to take them. Milliardo will love your costume though Fei!"
Quatre added encouragingly to the blushing and fumbling Wufei.
"All right, I'll dress in the stupid costume," Wufei said, all but protesting.
"Good, now hurry up and get dressed. The Halloween party's in less than an hour!" The four boys all went to put on their respective costumes and about fifteen minutes later, regrouped in Trowa and Quatre's room, Wufei the last one to still show up. Quatre smiled as he praised Heero's costume. He wore blue jeans, cowboy boots, and a light green chemise with a black leather vest along with a twinkling plastic silver painted sheriff badge that was worn on the left flap of his vest. He wore a dark brown cowboy hat to finish his costume, his brown bangs poking through his hat, giving him a roguish appearance. Heero nodded and Quatre had the urge to say: Good evening sheriff, but held his tongue dreading the Heero Yuy glare of doom and settled for a smile and hello instead. Quatre then turned to Trowa, who looked good in his brown Jedi robe and ensemble, a plastic blue light saber attached to his belt marking him as the apprentice. Quatre himself
had the green light saber to show that he was the master, as his brown cape flowed about his shoulders. Trowa frowned slightly but Quatre never had the chance to ask if something was the matter because Wufei finally arrived, albeit grumbling and looking rather unhappy.
"Sorry I'm late, I had to put the face paint on and this feather was hell to put in my hair. I had to as a girl on my floor to help me," he said grudgingly as he pointed to the red feather attached to a lock of his loose black hair. All three boys stared at Wufei with their mouths
practically unhinged. Wufei looked VERY good in his costume. His deerskin chaps fitted snugly in all the right places and his bare chest was well toned but not overly muscular, after all Wufei did do Martial Arts for a hobby. He had red, green, and blue stripes of face paint along his cheek. He looked at his friends curiously as he clutched the plastic spear. "I'm calling myself Running Wind," he added seriously, missing their lustful stares.
Trowa cleared his throat and nodded stiffly. "Sounds good, shall we get going then?"
Three heads nodded in unison as they agreed to head downstairs towards the Halloween party. When they arrived to the party, Wufei started to feel slightly self-conscious about his appearance when people started to stare at him. He leaned over to Heero who was sipping on a glass of punch and asked, "why are those people staring at me," in a hushed tone.
Heero downed the rest of his drink before replying to his worrisome friend. "Because you look good?" Wufei blushed crimson at Heero's blunt statement. "That's not funny, Yuy."
Crossing his legs in a manly way Heero turned his head at Wufei. "Who says I was trying to be funny?"
Wufei snorted in annoyance. "You try walking around in this outfit and tell me that you don't feel the slightest bit self-conscious."
"This is true. Trowa and Quatre would never be able to get me to leave my room if I had to wear that but Wufei you look fine. You pull off the Native American look better than I ever would."
There was a light tap on Wufei's shoulder, interrupting their conversation. "Care to dance?" Wufei turned around to face Milliardo who wore a sailor outfit, the very same one Quatre had mentioned about earlier. "Sure." He silently noted to talk to a certain blonde friend of his for failing to mention who 'snatched' the sailor costume from him at the costume shop. Milliardo led the way to dance floor, holding Wufei by his hand. Wufei noticed that the DJ was wearing a cheesy vampire costume, changing the CDs in his machine. Wufei smiled as he and Milliardo started to dance together. Tonight definitely looked like it would be fun for the Chinese boy.
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Dancing together during a slow song, Trowa looked down at his partner, Quatre and whispered in his ear. "You're up to something. I can tell."
Quatre looked up at Trowa, his arms around his neck, his eyes flickering with amusement as he stared up at his dance partner. "Who says I am?" he told the auburn haired boy with an air of innocence.
"You have a knowing look like you KNOW something is going to happen. I warn you, don't be playing matchmaker with Heero. He can find his own love interests himself. He is a perfectly able and healthy male."
"I'm not trying to do anything to Heero, so quit worrying and keep dancing. I might get jealous if one of these girls standing against the walls comes and takes you away."
Trowa grinned as he held Quatre closer. "Yes Master."
The two young men continued to dance, oblivious to their surrounding area as the music continued to flow and change into different rhythms and styles throughout the night.
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Heero sighed as he stared at his now empty cup of punch. This party was starting to get rather boring. His friends had left him, focusing primarily on their own wants rather than stick together as a group. He knew this would happened and did forgive his friends, but couldn't help but feel just a little bit lonely and neglected. He smiled a little when he saw his music history teacher, Mr. Kushrenada walk by dressed as the Phantom of the Opera. Mr. Kushrenada was and odd fellow and loved opera immensely and stated during their last class that he would be going as the Phantom as a sort of joke. He was supervising the party so nothing would get out of hand since it was being held on school grounds. Heero sighed again feeling slightly melancholic as he toyed with his empty cup. He was not expecting someone to ever ask him to dance while he leaned against the wall, looking like a pretty wallflower rather than dancing with the rest of the young adults attending the party.
A Gypsy dressed in red garments had approached him, the shimmering gold finishing on the veil and belt area, flashing in his direction as it caught his attention. (2)
Heero couldn't recognize the person because the veil except for the eyes covered his or her entire face and it was too dark to tell what colour they were. The person's hair was hidden under the red veil, revealing none of its colour to him. The person wore the poofy Arabic pants but still looked like a Gypsy despite the Arabic touch (3). The gold trimmings on the pants
sparked as the person's hips swayed to the music. He could tell the person was smirking when the Gypsy approached him just by the sparkle in their eye. The Gypsy's shirt was something akin to a tank top and Heero could only stare as a pale arm extended towards his direction and a soft husky
voice asked him to dance. He blinked owlishly before nodding his head and taking the hand that was offered to him as he was led to the dance floor. Upon arriving at the dance floor, the Gypsy brought her arms around his neck, bringing them closer, causing Heero to blush at the contact. The Gypsy then leaned her head against his shoulder as they danced together. Heero brought
his arms around the Gypsy's waist, swaying with the music. He faintly noticed Wufei heading towards the punch bar, waving his hand as he walked by with Milliardo in toe.
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Trowa smiled as he noticed his cousin finally dancing with someone as he wore a contented smile as he and his partner danced. "It looks like Heero's having a good time as well," Trowa said nodding his head towards Heero's direction.
Quatre grinned and nodded his head. "Yep, good for him! But if you'll excuse me for a minute, I have to go to the washroom."
Trowa raised a brow as Quatre let go of him. "Oh? Go ahead. I'll meet you at the salad bar. I'm getting a little hungry." Quatre nodded his head quickly before he disappeared into the crowd.
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Heero was still dancing with is Gypsy, enjoying the feeling of the warmth that surrounded him. He could feel the Gypsy staring at him, which slightly unnerved him because he didn't know why. The lights suddenly went dark as someone turned off the lights, the music still booming as his arms tightened around the Gypsy. He suddenly felt warm breath close to his mouth and then
soft warm lips brushed against his almost carefully before deepening the kiss. Heero found himself eagerly kissing back his kisser. After about a minute into the kiss, the lights turned back on and the Gypsy pulled away. She covered her face but not quick enough to see a satisfied smirk on her face. "I must leave," the Gypsy said in a husky voice, almost apologetically to him as she turned to leave.
"But I don't even know your name, you can't leave yet!" Heero called after the girl who had sparked an interested in him, he saw a strand of long brown hair as the veil began to fall off but he never caught his Gypsy's face. He tried to chase her but was not quick enough and ended up running into a startled Quatre. "Sorry," he muttered as he dusted himself off.
"Having fun?" Quatre asked giving Heero a kind smile.
Heero pouted sulkily. "I'm going back to my room, I'm tired."
Quatre nodded his head in understanding, his eyes reflecting pity towards the stoic boy. "That's ok, I'll be sure to tell Trowa and Wufei that you've left. Anyway, I'm off. I promised Trowa we would dance more!"
Heero nodded, letting Quatre leave. He frowned when he noticed Duo entering the room in a baseball uniform and cap, grinning widely as his friends greeted him. One of his fellow band members, a red head, slapped him playfully on his back causing him to stumble forwards a little,
giving Heero the easy escape he needed in hopes of not being noticed by his enemy. As Heero tried to flee the party without Duo noticing, he found that as he was leaving, Duo's eyes ended up resting on him as he stood in the entrance way, staring at Heero almost in a challenging fashion. He smirked at Heero before winking playfully at Heero who in return, stiffly walked out
of the room and headed towards his dorm room.
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~ The Next Morning ~
Wufei blinked a couple of times before opening his eyes and closing them tightly as he groaned, feeling his headache hit him with a pounding force. He then felt cool gentle fingers touch his forehead in a calculating manner before they left. Wufei cracked an eye open and found Milliardo's baby blue eyes looking down at him with concern. Wufei noticed immediately that he
was not in his room and could not identify where he was. "Where am I?" he asked as his voice croaked from misuse.
"You're in my room. You should rest some more. You passed out last night after drinking all that punch, someone spiked the punch and you ended up drinking way too much. This was the closest place I could carry you and I couldn't leave you alone by yourself in your room. So I vouched for
nursing you back to health."
Wufei laid back against the pillow and scrunched his nose in distaste. "I apologize for being a burden to you. I did not predict these outcomes and end up being a raving drunkard."
Milliardo placed a finger on Wufei's lips hushing him. "Rest. Sleep off your hang over and forget about it. It happens! But you'll owe me. A date...next Friday at six," he said with a smile as he tucked Wufei in his bed.
"One thing, where did you sleep last night?" Wufei asked.
"Next to you of course! You really didn't think that I'd sleep on the floor now do you?"
"N...no," Wufei stuttered as he blushed slightly.
Milliardo looked at Wufei seriously. "Get some rest, I'll be here when you wake up because I'll be working on an essay for most of the day."
Wufei nodded his head sleepily falling asleep shortly after to the sound of Milliardo's pen scratching on his paper.
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Heero woke up to the sun peaking through the curtains as it gently caressed his cheek. He opened an eye, staring up at the beam of light on the ceiling and smiled warmly. He loved the sunshine and hoped that it would mark the beginning of a hopefully good day. Maybe he'd be able to figure out who the mysterious Gypsy girl is. Heero liked both boys and girls and usually leaned towards boys but he found that this Gypsy girl was very alluring. Heero grunted when he tried to get out of bed and felt something heavy draped across his stomach and chest. He looked down and found Duo under his covers, nestled up against him and cuddling him like a giant teddy bear, wearing a contented smile. Had Heero not felt so much animosity towards the boy, he might have permitted Duo to continue sleeping, or maybe even wake him up politely, but having your enemy share your bed and wearing nothing more than boxers (he noticed this when Duo shifted in his sleep and rubbed up against him), he vouched for the sanest approach, he yelled.
Heero yelled so loudly that he startled Duo awake, causing him to bolt up and fall into Heero's lap. At this point Heero was to shocked to react and sat frozen with Duo in his lap. Duo sleepily blinked a couple of times before turning around, still sitting in Heero's lap as he wrapped his legs around Heero. "Good morning Hee-chan!" Duo said chirpily at the petrified
Heero.
"What the fuck are you doing in my bed?" Heero asked as he tried to regain his usual stoic composure.
"Well, when I came back from the party last night, your bed was just too inviting and all the more closer than my bed. You also seemed nice and warm to snuggle up to and I was so cold! How could a guy like me who was freezing to the bone resist such a tempting offer?"
"An iron will and a death wish?" Heero replied venomously.
Duo giggled as he tapped Heero's nose with a finger. "Heero, you can be such a stick in the mud sometimes. Loosen up! I'll give you your first lesson starting now." Heero never had a chance to react before Duo pinned him against the bed and lay on top of him, kissing him hungrily, practically devouring his lips. Heero at first did not react and lay there stunned and very frightened. He now hated Duo with the equal amount of passion that Duo poured into his kiss. Heero liked the Gypsy girl, he wanted to find her and go out with her and felt like he was cheating the girl as Duo kept on kissing him. He tried to push Duo off him but failed as Duo slipped a hand up his nightshirt. It was then that Heero's thoughts changed about Duo. He
was kissing his archenemy in his bed and enjoying it. This was wrong, Heero weakly argued. He could do this, never! With an unknown amount of strength he managed to shove Duo off him causing to fall on his back, staring up at Heero with confusion and lust in his eyes.
"This insanity ends now," Heero said icily as he put on some clothes, packed some things in his backpack along with his wallet and keys and fled the room like a bat out of Hell, leaving Duo behind. Duo sat on Heero's bed for a good while, shoulders hunched as his head rested on his knees. He finally looked up with teary violet eyes before he asked out loud, "Why? What did I
do wrong?" But nothing answered him but the cold bitter silence of the room.
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TBC...?
Don't kill me! I know that was cruel, but it's important to the story. *dodges angry fans*
1 - Ahem, I'm a fan of Star Wars, well except Episode II I didn't really like that one.
2 - I've been surrounded by Gypsies for the past 2 weeks. I did an ethnography (like a book report) review about Gypsies for my Anthropology class. Then I saw the Addams Family Halloween Special where Lurch dances with Gypsy, and my friends Ides posted her Gypsy fic "First Vision" which I've been re-reading. Here's the link if you're interested in reading: http://www.angelfire.com/anime3/ides/vision.html
3 - Gypsies do not dress like this, Halloween costumes and Hollywood tend to over dramatacize things.
Thank you for the reviews: Terrasa: You got more ^_^ And you'll find out why Heero and Duo hate each other in due time, I promise! Elle-FaTe2x1: Heero is definately thickheaded and a tad bit slow, but with good reason. I'll try to update as fast as I can, but stupid exams start in less than three days so...I'll be studying, don't hold it against me though! azngurl: I haven't read Anne Frank, I got the quote from a poster actually, and happy early 13th birthday! TA: thank you, I am glad you like my writtings ^_^ Violet Tears: Yes Heero is very dense, painfully so! And Yes Wufei said that, I like to think Wufei as a closet case hentai, in a cute sort of way. And there will be no beating of the Heero! *protects Heero with a Hyrulean Shield* Heheh, I talk to fictional chracters allll the time, it's perfectly sane, the voices in my head told me so! diane: I was aiming for unexpected when I made Duo and Quatre brothers, and actually Duo didn't use his Winner charms...um, you'll found out later, I can't reveal the plot just now! And yes, I don't write a whimpy whiney Heero, I may write him out a tad bit OOC but not to those extremes! NEVER! Also, I think Duo makes a good agressor, Heero's to blind sometimes *fwaps Heero over the head* poor guy can't tell his roommate loves him even if it smacks him in the face! Heero feels so alone because I speak from experience as a first year university studen when you know NO ONE here, it's a little bit intimidating, but I assure you I am fine now and have really good friends to keep company. Except I knew no one on campus, but Heero's experiences are not mine, gwad I hate self inserts/Mary Sue's! Anywhoo, I babble thanks for reviewing ^_^ Virginie: You'll get to see Duo play with Heero more, in a PG-13 way of course, I'm very bad at writting reltionship stuff, I think. But you'll get to see more! I promise, but I still feel bad for what I did to Duo in this chapter so don't kill me! Foxfire: Heero isn't beating on Duo for one darn good reason, but that's a secret that I'm sure you already know by now. Duo is definately disgusing himself and torturing Heero for a reason, a stupid reason but albeit a reason! You'll find out either in the next chapter or the one after that. And I don't sing either, I have to take Sight Singing because it's required but I am in a choir, we actually had our Christmas concert last Saturday, my instrument is actually recorder, I play celtic and classical/baroque recorder. But I do play the piano too, just not overly well and I only have a grade 7 level...so um, yeah. I'm a jack of all trades in music but I master none, which annoys my mom to noooo end! Keep practicing at the piano, it's a nifty instrument. Ita-chan: I feel bad for Heero and I'm writing the story, that and my beta reader Gwynn gets a kick out of how evil I get each chapter. It's kind of comical, but I won't go there. Gwynn might strangle me, heavens knows why she hasn't yet! And I know it's mean to torture poor Heero, I'm a fan myself I wake up to a Heero poster ever morning on my wall, it makes the bleak dreary doorm walls look oh-so much brighter, wouldn't you agree? Posters are so much fun! I promise you that my Heero-torture is within good reason, the HYLAC (Heero Yuy Lovers Anonymous Club) might kill me if I torture him TOO much! Thank you for the review!
Thanks again all for reviewing, it makes my day brighter! ^_^
*Goes back to studying for her exams*
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