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. Also, I'd like to note, I do not own the lyrics from Burning Desire, they belong to the creators of Initial D. I'm just again, borrowing them.
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! If you want to host this fic on your site, ask, just email me first!
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, angst (I think?)
Archived:
http://www.angelfire.com/tx/canadianna/ http://ilovebshonen.stormloader.com/gwindex.htm http://www.angelfire.com/anime3/ides/frame.html and http://www1.freewebs.com/libertyville/
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? Probably, Hell I should say most of the characters are OOC so I don't get my pretty little head bitten off by angry fangirls and boys.
One more thing...Merry Christmas, and um...Happy New Year to you all! I hope you have safe and Happy Holidays
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Part 6
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It was later in the afternoon, shortly after one, when Wufei had returned to his own proper dorm room and had taken a shower and cleaned himself off. He had slept a good while in Milliardo's room and was pleased to find that as promised, Milliardo would be at his desk typing away on his essay. Most of Wufei's hangover had gone and he felt much better. Milliardo told him to return to his room to freshen up and rest a bit more, and Wufei couldn't oblige more. He had after all, felt like he was already intruding since Milliardo had been working on his essay. He was just finishing up his shower and was now brushing his teeth when he heard someone furiously bang on his door. With his toothbrush still in his mouth and a towel wrapped around his waist, he opened the door and found a very disheveled looking Heero holding a duffel bag and his black backpack on his back nearly falling off the owner's shoulder in his disarray. "Where have you been? I've been trying to track you down all morning...I'm in a bit of a situation..." Heero said softly as Wufei arched a brow, his loose hair dripping slightly on his shoulders causing him to shiver from the cold. He looked at Heero and said "Maxwell?" but since he still had his toothbrush in his mouth it sounded more like "Maxsh'ell"
Heero smiled a little but turned serious and nodded his head. Wufei motioned him in, closing the door behind them so he could finish brushing his teeth and get some clothes on. Heero sat on Wufei's bed, waiting for him. The Chinese boy returned a few minutes later dressed in some jeans and a t-shirt as he sat next to his friend. "What happened?"
Heero took in a breath and retold the even that had taken part that very moment, leaving out that he sort of, kind of, well okay really enjoyed the kiss that Duo had given him. Wufei listened to his distressed friend with a kind ear as he explained his current situation.
"So you see, I can't go back. I don't want to go back to my room...that...bastard will be in my room ready to take an advantage of me," Heero said heatedly.
"You can call campus security and file for assault you know, technically that isn't permitted." Wufei offered as a suggestion.
Heero shook his head. "No, I can't do that. I don't want to cause a scene. I just want to enjoy my university life like I am supposed to and not have to worry about this. But first off, can I bunk with you for a while? I promise I don't snore!" Heero added almost desperately.
Wufei threw a pillow at him, hitting Heero square in the face. "You do so snore, I've slept over at your place enough times to know you do, but if it's of any consolation, you don't snore very loudly. And yes, you can stay with me. You're lucky I predicted you'd end up spending the night more than once because I brought a sleeping bag. But you owe me, big time."
Heero nodded his head. "Anything to stay away from that bastard. I can't go back to my room. Not unless I really have to."
"Of course, but you can't stay here forever. Eventually you're going to have to go back to your room, no offense. You're going to have to face Maxwell at some point in time." Wufei warned.
Heero tensed slightly at the mention of ever seeing...Duo...again. "I know I'll see him again, he's in all of my classes remember? He took a fancy sitting near me in most of them. No matter how much I try, I know I can't really get rid of him. Besides, I still want to figure out who that Gypsy girl was. I still haven't found out who she was. I tried looking for her while waiting for you this morning. Not a clue, no one knows who she was!"
Wufei shook his head. "You'll find her. I know you will! She could be under your nose for all you know and is just playing hard to get. Women are like that you know. I have three sisters and I hear ALL about their womanly affairs."
Heero snickered. Wufei was the only boy in his family and being the youngest he certainly got pampered by his sisters as well as being their shoulder to cry on. "Yes, I know Wufei. But Lei, Xing-Mei, and Meiran are really nice."
Wufei hit Heero again with another pillow. "You only like them because every time you come over they make you rice and feed you food."
Heero blushed slightly at this. True Catherine wasn't a gourmet chef, but he couldn't help but like Wufei's sisters' cooking. They were really good at cooking, but it was no surprise since Wufei's family owned a Chinese restaurant. "Shut up Fei! Anyway, what do I owe you for my being intruding on your humble abode?"
Wufei looked at his friend with a strange gleam in his eye as he proceeded to tell just what he was going to have to do as payment.
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~Meanwhile~
Soft sobbing was heard from Trowa and Quatre's room as Duo Maxwell cried on his older brother's shoulder, as his older brother gently rubbed his back in comfort. "I didn't mean to be so forward on Heero! I can't help it Quatre! I just can't. I really like Heero, Hell I've liked Heero since grade five, I just didn't know what it meant back then and never could tell him since he always hated me." Duo said as Quatre continued to rub his back.
"I am sure Heero doesn't hate you," Quatre reassured.
"Actually, I'm quite positive he does," Trowa said from where he sat on his bed, quietly observing the too.
Quatre narrowed his eyes. "You're not helping the situation here, Trowa." Quatre hissed as more tears filled Duo's eyes.
"I can't believe I'm involved in this situation to begin with! If Heero ever found out I'm the one who gave Duo the address to send those letter he would kill me, let alone rip my guts out if he found out I occasionally delivered those letters myself to the post man in our Residence." Trowa said softly.
Quatre sighed audibly as Duo wiped his eyes with a sleeve and sniffled, sitting up. "Thanks Quatre. I'm sorry for burdening you two like this. I don't usually get so emotional, let alone cry. I don't think I've cried since elementary school." Duo said with a slight return of his usually humour. "It's just that I hear Quatre talk about how you two got together shortly after Halloween and how he gushes about how good of a couple you two are and I can't help but feel jealous!"
Trowa snorted, more annoyed at Duo's presence than anything. "We wouldn't have been together had it not been for Quatre."
Quatre smiled slightly to Trowa. "Yeah, I had my eye on you since I gave you that award and presented you with your scholarship that night. I knew I had to go to this school and of course they couldn't help but accept me. I also managed to pull a few strings to get us to room together, and if nothing had happened between us, because after all, I wasn't sure you liked boys, I'd have been just content with being your friend."
Duo rolled his eyes. "I somehow doubt that, you kept gushing at him and staring at him at that party, I remember. I came close several times to shoving a bun in your mouth you were gaping so much."
Quatre blushed as Trowa looked at Duo inquisitively. "I didn't know you had attended that award party. Heero sure didn't notice you, I'd have heard him complaining about it for at least a good solid week after."
Duo smiled wistfully as he stared down at the comforter of Quatre's bed. "That's because I didn't let myself be known to you that I was there. I watched you all from afar. You know I was jealous when Heero kept dancing with that Peacecraft girl and I couldn't help but think how I wanted to beat her to the ground and steal him away. But I knew then he'd hate me for it, and I know now he still would hate me for it, especially after what I did..." Duo sniffled again.
Trowa sighed. "One thing, don't mention the word Peacecraft in my presence ever again. That girl stalked Heero for weeks on end; she even ended up sitting next to him at your graduation. Poor Heero, that girl had it bad for him but was quite a scary one."
Quatre stood up and walked over to where Trowa sat. "I hope you realize Wufei is dating the brother of that very same Peacecraft..."
Trowa's eyes widened as Duo hid a smile. "You're kidding me? Those two don't look related, or even act it. Milliardo seems so much more, mature and fun."
"Don't forget, less scary and not a stalker." Duo added in.
"Hmm that too." Trowa agreed.
"Guys..." Quatre scolded.
Duo giggled, relaxing a bit more. "I still have to deliver a letter to Heero that I had wrote yesterday, Trowa. He's getting it, despite what he thinks of me now. I can't help it no more!"
Trowa nodded, but a frown was worn on his face as he looked at the saddened Duo. "He's going to figure out eventually that you are the one responsible for those letters and his secret admirer. If you think he acted badly now, I'd hate to see how he'd react then..."
Quatre stiffened as sat next to Trowa. "He'll have to get through me first before he lays a finger on my younger brother."
"You haven't seen Heero really pissed off, now have you Quatre? I think Heero would cream you before you could say boo, before moving on and killing Duo." Trowa warned.
"So you're saying I'm weak?" Quatre asked defensively, turning away from Trowa.
Duo had to laugh at his brother. "Trowa, I think you underestimate my brother here. Quatre maybe petite and all, but he's pretty damn strong. I know of all people, because last year, I pissed him off at a pool party and he picked me up, slung me over his shoulders and threw me into the pool a few short seconds later."
Trowa gaped at the sulking Quatre, not believing that his small-framed boyfriend could manage to pick up Duo who was a good foot taller than him. "Remind me never to get you pissed off..."
Quatre turned around and smirked before kissing Trowa on his nose. "Better remember that, because I'd feel horribly guilty if I ended up hurting you." He said before kissing his boyfriend.
Duo was practically gagging from where he sat on Quatre's bed. "Oh please! Spare me the sap! I want to keep my food in my stomach."
Trowa rolled his eyes before looking seriously at Duo. "So why do you and Heero 'hate' each other? If we're ever going to patch up this soap operatic story, I need to have some facts because I might as well help since I'm already in deep enough."
Duo stuck his tongue out at Trowa before joining them on Trowa's bed. "Oh, gee thanks! Well, since you asked oh so nicely...it happened when we were in kindergarten, attending St. Theresa's Elementary school...mom had wanted me to attend a catholic school because that's what faith she was and wanted me to believe in the same religion, feh, fat lot that did me. I'd be going to Hell according to that religion for being bisexual...but anyway, it's where I met Heero. We were in the same class, and that's where it all began..."
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~One Week Later~
Heero gritted his teeth as he held on to Wufei's CD. "Remind me why I am doing this again?"
Wufei knelt next to the CD player and took the CD from Heero's hands as he placed into the player. "Because I didn't have a partner for my dancing project and I needed you to do it. Professor Saunders said it would be okay for you to be my partner and since I knew you didn't have any classes scheduled, you were the perfect victim, I mean partner," Wufei added nastily.
Heero glared at his friend, not fazing him one bit. "But how can our karate be considered dancing?"
"Simple, remember what I told you when we were practicing, Martial Arts is like dancing, except it has swords."
Heero arched a brow. "Actually, that's untrue. When ever Scottish dancers dance the sword dance, they use real swords too."
Wufei brushed a strand of hair out of his eyes before he answered. "This is true, but you know what I mean. You can still use the moves like a dance now come on, we're about to start!"
They got into their rightful places and when the song "Everybody Was Kung Fu Fighting" cued up, they began to 'dance.' Now usually one would have expected the two boys to fight and use the music as simple background music, but Wufei actually having took dance lessons when he was younger (he did it because his sister Meiran wanted a partner in ballroom dancing and none of their other sisters were willing to participate), he knew exactly what to do and how to do it. Both Wufei and Heero had been taking up Karate since they were about six years old, where the two actually met and became friends so the Karate moves were not something new that Heero had to learn. In fact, their performance went quite smooth and flowingly that one would think they had been professionals or something darn close to it because when the music ended, the entire class, including the professor gave a good sounding applause. They took a bow and sat down in their respective chairs to watch the other students do their performance. It was later that day, Wufei found out he got a 90% on that assignment (he was taking a dance course), and his professor was thrilled with the amount of creativity and thought Wufei and done, she even asked if he and Heero could repeat the performance for the university's open house. The two boys grudgingly agreed.
It was later that day, after Wufei's class when he asked if Heero had any luck with finding out who his secret admirer was. Heero shook his head negatively. "Nope, no luck yet. I'm going to try again today."
Wufei nodded. "Well, I'll see you later, I'm going to meet Milliardo, we're going to play pool in the games room. You're welcome to join us if you want later on." Wufei offered.
Heero shook his head. "Naw, three's a crowd! You enjoy yourself and I'll meet you later on back in your room."
Wufei waved as he departed down the hallway, Heero heading towards the mailroom. He was just about to set foot into the room when he heard a familiar unwanted voice speaking. "Hello, Richard. Could you do me a favour again? Could you please put this letter in mailbox 707?"
The elderly post office man who sorted out the university's mail smiled at Duo. "Of course young man, this Heero fellow is sure one lucky young man to receive your letters of admiration." Heero heard Duo's voice falter as he replied sadly to the post office man, "Yeah."
"Cheer up son, I'm sure you two are just fine together!" The man said as he proceeded to put the letter rightfully in Heero's mailbox. Duo and the postman continued to chatter, not noticing Heero walk up to his mailbox and retrieve the letter, anger practically seething through his skin. He non-too gently opened the mailbox, the lid making a clanging sound, causing Duo to turn around as Heero grabbed the letter and closed the lid back. He looked at Duo glaring at him with nothing but hatred as he stalked up to him. "I don't want you to ever fucking place this kind of a sick joke on me ever again, do you hear me Maxwell?" Heero hissed with anger as he waved the letter in front of Duo's face. "I now know who's been sending me all these stupid letters, toying with me. Thought it was funny eh Maxwell? Sending me these letters and that little performance you did a few weeks ago. You disgust me!" Heero said as anger poured from every word. "I heard you speaking to the postman. If I find you doing any more of this sick stuff, I will kill you!"
Duo swallowed audibly as he stared at Heero like a deer caught in a pair of headlights before blinking a couple of times and managed to speak. "It's not what you think Heero! Read the letter! It's how I feel about you!" Duo said almost pleading for Heero to understand.
"I don't care what you mean, I think you're trying to play a cruel joke on me. Well, you know what. I don't' fucking need this. Just leave me the fuck alone and I'll leave you alone, got it? I'll be out of your way if you're out of mine!" Heero said as he crumpled the letter in front of Duo, and marching off, away from Duo, the crumpled letter still in his hand.
"Wait! Come back! I can explain." Duo shouted at Heero's retreating figure, but Heero kept on walking until he was gone and out of sight.
Duo leaned against the wall of mailboxes; his shoulders slumped in a defeated manner as Richard the postman looked on at Duo with sympathy.
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It was not until Heero was far away and a good distance that he finally ripped open the crumpled letter and read it. When he read it, it was not what he expected. It was lyrics from one of his anime songs he listened to called Burning Desire, from Initial D. He sometimes would play his music when he thought Duo was off. He never imagined that Duo would actually listen to what he played, let alone find some kind of meaning to the lyrics. His eyes scanned the lyrics, his jaw clenching as he read the lyrics that were about love, lust and desire.
Like a greedy man
I'm coming back to you
It's time to play my game
I can't stay without you
Wanna get you baby
I'm gonna take your love
'Cause I need it
Let me be your man
And let me kiss you there
I need to touch your body
It's gonna be all right
Want you tonight baby
I wanna get your love
To make love
Now I wanna be close to you
I wanna see your body move
Don't take a rest
Can you make me hot tonight?
I'm like a bomb
I'm busting out
It's a burning desire, it's burning me
Takes my heart and my soul, uh wow wow
'Cause you're just like the fire, I'm goin' out of control
And you drive me crazy
It's a burning desire, it's burning me
Takes my heart and my soul, uh wow wow
'Cause you're just like the fire, I'm goin' out
I'm getting crazy for you, I want you baby
You can see me now
Just in front of you
I'm gonna touch your body
I know you'll be all right
Gonna get you babe
Now you can taste my love
To make love
Now I wanna be close to you
I wanna see your body move
Don't take a rest
Can you make me hot tonight?
I'm like a bomb
I'm busting out
It's a burning desire, it's burning me
Takes my heart and my soul, uh wow wow
'Cause you're just like the fire, I'm goin' out of control
And you drive me crazy
It's a burning desire, it's burning me
Takes my heart and my soul, uh wow wow
'Cause you're just like the fire, I'm goin' out
I'm getting crazy for you, I want you baby
You can see me now
Just in front of you
I'm gonna touch your body
I know you'll be all right
Gonna get you babe
Now you can taste my love
Let's make love
Now I wanna be close to you
I wanna see your body move
Don't take a rest
Can you make me hot tonight?
I'm like a bomb
I'm busting out
It's a burning desire, it's burning me
Ttakes my heart and my soul, uh wow wow
'Cause you're just like the fire, I'm goin' out of control
And you drive me crazy
It's a burning desire, it's burning me
Takes my heart and my soul, uh wow wow
'Cause you're just like the fire, I'm goin' out
I'm getting crazy for you, I want you baby
Heero felt his knees go weak as he read over the lyrics. This could not be happening. His archenemy could not possibly have these feelings for him. Heero sighed as he stared up at the stucco ceiling. This could not possibly happen...He couldn't possibly fall for Duo, not now...not ever. The Gypsy girl...he had to find the Gypsy girl...maybe she could make it right...just...maybe...
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TBC?
*wipes a tear from her eye*
Gwad! I can't believe I just WROTE that! How terrible of me! I feel horrible for Duo! There's a reason too why I didn't explain why Duo and Heero 'hate' each other. It will be explained in either the next chapter or the one after, mark my words! Just don't kill me okay?! PLEASE! Remember, if you kill the author, there will be no more chapters. But then again, I think I would kill me if I read that and I were you people reading this...
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. Also, I'd like to note, I do not own the lyrics from Burning Desire, they belong to the creators of Initial D. I'm just again, borrowing them.
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! If you want to host this fic on your site, ask, just email me first!
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, angst (I think?)
Archived:
http://www.angelfire.com/tx/canadianna/ http://ilovebshonen.stormloader.com/gwindex.htm http://www.angelfire.com/anime3/ides/frame.html and http://www1.freewebs.com/libertyville/
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? Probably, Hell I should say most of the characters are OOC so I don't get my pretty little head bitten off by angry fangirls and boys.
One more thing...Merry Christmas, and um...Happy New Year to you all! I hope you have safe and Happy Holidays
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Part 6
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It was later in the afternoon, shortly after one, when Wufei had returned to his own proper dorm room and had taken a shower and cleaned himself off. He had slept a good while in Milliardo's room and was pleased to find that as promised, Milliardo would be at his desk typing away on his essay. Most of Wufei's hangover had gone and he felt much better. Milliardo told him to return to his room to freshen up and rest a bit more, and Wufei couldn't oblige more. He had after all, felt like he was already intruding since Milliardo had been working on his essay. He was just finishing up his shower and was now brushing his teeth when he heard someone furiously bang on his door. With his toothbrush still in his mouth and a towel wrapped around his waist, he opened the door and found a very disheveled looking Heero holding a duffel bag and his black backpack on his back nearly falling off the owner's shoulder in his disarray. "Where have you been? I've been trying to track you down all morning...I'm in a bit of a situation..." Heero said softly as Wufei arched a brow, his loose hair dripping slightly on his shoulders causing him to shiver from the cold. He looked at Heero and said "Maxwell?" but since he still had his toothbrush in his mouth it sounded more like "Maxsh'ell"
Heero smiled a little but turned serious and nodded his head. Wufei motioned him in, closing the door behind them so he could finish brushing his teeth and get some clothes on. Heero sat on Wufei's bed, waiting for him. The Chinese boy returned a few minutes later dressed in some jeans and a t-shirt as he sat next to his friend. "What happened?"
Heero took in a breath and retold the even that had taken part that very moment, leaving out that he sort of, kind of, well okay really enjoyed the kiss that Duo had given him. Wufei listened to his distressed friend with a kind ear as he explained his current situation.
"So you see, I can't go back. I don't want to go back to my room...that...bastard will be in my room ready to take an advantage of me," Heero said heatedly.
"You can call campus security and file for assault you know, technically that isn't permitted." Wufei offered as a suggestion.
Heero shook his head. "No, I can't do that. I don't want to cause a scene. I just want to enjoy my university life like I am supposed to and not have to worry about this. But first off, can I bunk with you for a while? I promise I don't snore!" Heero added almost desperately.
Wufei threw a pillow at him, hitting Heero square in the face. "You do so snore, I've slept over at your place enough times to know you do, but if it's of any consolation, you don't snore very loudly. And yes, you can stay with me. You're lucky I predicted you'd end up spending the night more than once because I brought a sleeping bag. But you owe me, big time."
Heero nodded his head. "Anything to stay away from that bastard. I can't go back to my room. Not unless I really have to."
"Of course, but you can't stay here forever. Eventually you're going to have to go back to your room, no offense. You're going to have to face Maxwell at some point in time." Wufei warned.
Heero tensed slightly at the mention of ever seeing...Duo...again. "I know I'll see him again, he's in all of my classes remember? He took a fancy sitting near me in most of them. No matter how much I try, I know I can't really get rid of him. Besides, I still want to figure out who that Gypsy girl was. I still haven't found out who she was. I tried looking for her while waiting for you this morning. Not a clue, no one knows who she was!"
Wufei shook his head. "You'll find her. I know you will! She could be under your nose for all you know and is just playing hard to get. Women are like that you know. I have three sisters and I hear ALL about their womanly affairs."
Heero snickered. Wufei was the only boy in his family and being the youngest he certainly got pampered by his sisters as well as being their shoulder to cry on. "Yes, I know Wufei. But Lei, Xing-Mei, and Meiran are really nice."
Wufei hit Heero again with another pillow. "You only like them because every time you come over they make you rice and feed you food."
Heero blushed slightly at this. True Catherine wasn't a gourmet chef, but he couldn't help but like Wufei's sisters' cooking. They were really good at cooking, but it was no surprise since Wufei's family owned a Chinese restaurant. "Shut up Fei! Anyway, what do I owe you for my being intruding on your humble abode?"
Wufei looked at his friend with a strange gleam in his eye as he proceeded to tell just what he was going to have to do as payment.
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~Meanwhile~
Soft sobbing was heard from Trowa and Quatre's room as Duo Maxwell cried on his older brother's shoulder, as his older brother gently rubbed his back in comfort. "I didn't mean to be so forward on Heero! I can't help it Quatre! I just can't. I really like Heero, Hell I've liked Heero since grade five, I just didn't know what it meant back then and never could tell him since he always hated me." Duo said as Quatre continued to rub his back.
"I am sure Heero doesn't hate you," Quatre reassured.
"Actually, I'm quite positive he does," Trowa said from where he sat on his bed, quietly observing the too.
Quatre narrowed his eyes. "You're not helping the situation here, Trowa." Quatre hissed as more tears filled Duo's eyes.
"I can't believe I'm involved in this situation to begin with! If Heero ever found out I'm the one who gave Duo the address to send those letter he would kill me, let alone rip my guts out if he found out I occasionally delivered those letters myself to the post man in our Residence." Trowa said softly.
Quatre sighed audibly as Duo wiped his eyes with a sleeve and sniffled, sitting up. "Thanks Quatre. I'm sorry for burdening you two like this. I don't usually get so emotional, let alone cry. I don't think I've cried since elementary school." Duo said with a slight return of his usually humour. "It's just that I hear Quatre talk about how you two got together shortly after Halloween and how he gushes about how good of a couple you two are and I can't help but feel jealous!"
Trowa snorted, more annoyed at Duo's presence than anything. "We wouldn't have been together had it not been for Quatre."
Quatre smiled slightly to Trowa. "Yeah, I had my eye on you since I gave you that award and presented you with your scholarship that night. I knew I had to go to this school and of course they couldn't help but accept me. I also managed to pull a few strings to get us to room together, and if nothing had happened between us, because after all, I wasn't sure you liked boys, I'd have been just content with being your friend."
Duo rolled his eyes. "I somehow doubt that, you kept gushing at him and staring at him at that party, I remember. I came close several times to shoving a bun in your mouth you were gaping so much."
Quatre blushed as Trowa looked at Duo inquisitively. "I didn't know you had attended that award party. Heero sure didn't notice you, I'd have heard him complaining about it for at least a good solid week after."
Duo smiled wistfully as he stared down at the comforter of Quatre's bed. "That's because I didn't let myself be known to you that I was there. I watched you all from afar. You know I was jealous when Heero kept dancing with that Peacecraft girl and I couldn't help but think how I wanted to beat her to the ground and steal him away. But I knew then he'd hate me for it, and I know now he still would hate me for it, especially after what I did..." Duo sniffled again.
Trowa sighed. "One thing, don't mention the word Peacecraft in my presence ever again. That girl stalked Heero for weeks on end; she even ended up sitting next to him at your graduation. Poor Heero, that girl had it bad for him but was quite a scary one."
Quatre stood up and walked over to where Trowa sat. "I hope you realize Wufei is dating the brother of that very same Peacecraft..."
Trowa's eyes widened as Duo hid a smile. "You're kidding me? Those two don't look related, or even act it. Milliardo seems so much more, mature and fun."
"Don't forget, less scary and not a stalker." Duo added in.
"Hmm that too." Trowa agreed.
"Guys..." Quatre scolded.
Duo giggled, relaxing a bit more. "I still have to deliver a letter to Heero that I had wrote yesterday, Trowa. He's getting it, despite what he thinks of me now. I can't help it no more!"
Trowa nodded, but a frown was worn on his face as he looked at the saddened Duo. "He's going to figure out eventually that you are the one responsible for those letters and his secret admirer. If you think he acted badly now, I'd hate to see how he'd react then..."
Quatre stiffened as sat next to Trowa. "He'll have to get through me first before he lays a finger on my younger brother."
"You haven't seen Heero really pissed off, now have you Quatre? I think Heero would cream you before you could say boo, before moving on and killing Duo." Trowa warned.
"So you're saying I'm weak?" Quatre asked defensively, turning away from Trowa.
Duo had to laugh at his brother. "Trowa, I think you underestimate my brother here. Quatre maybe petite and all, but he's pretty damn strong. I know of all people, because last year, I pissed him off at a pool party and he picked me up, slung me over his shoulders and threw me into the pool a few short seconds later."
Trowa gaped at the sulking Quatre, not believing that his small-framed boyfriend could manage to pick up Duo who was a good foot taller than him. "Remind me never to get you pissed off..."
Quatre turned around and smirked before kissing Trowa on his nose. "Better remember that, because I'd feel horribly guilty if I ended up hurting you." He said before kissing his boyfriend.
Duo was practically gagging from where he sat on Quatre's bed. "Oh please! Spare me the sap! I want to keep my food in my stomach."
Trowa rolled his eyes before looking seriously at Duo. "So why do you and Heero 'hate' each other? If we're ever going to patch up this soap operatic story, I need to have some facts because I might as well help since I'm already in deep enough."
Duo stuck his tongue out at Trowa before joining them on Trowa's bed. "Oh, gee thanks! Well, since you asked oh so nicely...it happened when we were in kindergarten, attending St. Theresa's Elementary school...mom had wanted me to attend a catholic school because that's what faith she was and wanted me to believe in the same religion, feh, fat lot that did me. I'd be going to Hell according to that religion for being bisexual...but anyway, it's where I met Heero. We were in the same class, and that's where it all began..."
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~One Week Later~
Heero gritted his teeth as he held on to Wufei's CD. "Remind me why I am doing this again?"
Wufei knelt next to the CD player and took the CD from Heero's hands as he placed into the player. "Because I didn't have a partner for my dancing project and I needed you to do it. Professor Saunders said it would be okay for you to be my partner and since I knew you didn't have any classes scheduled, you were the perfect victim, I mean partner," Wufei added nastily.
Heero glared at his friend, not fazing him one bit. "But how can our karate be considered dancing?"
"Simple, remember what I told you when we were practicing, Martial Arts is like dancing, except it has swords."
Heero arched a brow. "Actually, that's untrue. When ever Scottish dancers dance the sword dance, they use real swords too."
Wufei brushed a strand of hair out of his eyes before he answered. "This is true, but you know what I mean. You can still use the moves like a dance now come on, we're about to start!"
They got into their rightful places and when the song "Everybody Was Kung Fu Fighting" cued up, they began to 'dance.' Now usually one would have expected the two boys to fight and use the music as simple background music, but Wufei actually having took dance lessons when he was younger (he did it because his sister Meiran wanted a partner in ballroom dancing and none of their other sisters were willing to participate), he knew exactly what to do and how to do it. Both Wufei and Heero had been taking up Karate since they were about six years old, where the two actually met and became friends so the Karate moves were not something new that Heero had to learn. In fact, their performance went quite smooth and flowingly that one would think they had been professionals or something darn close to it because when the music ended, the entire class, including the professor gave a good sounding applause. They took a bow and sat down in their respective chairs to watch the other students do their performance. It was later that day, Wufei found out he got a 90% on that assignment (he was taking a dance course), and his professor was thrilled with the amount of creativity and thought Wufei and done, she even asked if he and Heero could repeat the performance for the university's open house. The two boys grudgingly agreed.
It was later that day, after Wufei's class when he asked if Heero had any luck with finding out who his secret admirer was. Heero shook his head negatively. "Nope, no luck yet. I'm going to try again today."
Wufei nodded. "Well, I'll see you later, I'm going to meet Milliardo, we're going to play pool in the games room. You're welcome to join us if you want later on." Wufei offered.
Heero shook his head. "Naw, three's a crowd! You enjoy yourself and I'll meet you later on back in your room."
Wufei waved as he departed down the hallway, Heero heading towards the mailroom. He was just about to set foot into the room when he heard a familiar unwanted voice speaking. "Hello, Richard. Could you do me a favour again? Could you please put this letter in mailbox 707?"
The elderly post office man who sorted out the university's mail smiled at Duo. "Of course young man, this Heero fellow is sure one lucky young man to receive your letters of admiration." Heero heard Duo's voice falter as he replied sadly to the post office man, "Yeah."
"Cheer up son, I'm sure you two are just fine together!" The man said as he proceeded to put the letter rightfully in Heero's mailbox. Duo and the postman continued to chatter, not noticing Heero walk up to his mailbox and retrieve the letter, anger practically seething through his skin. He non-too gently opened the mailbox, the lid making a clanging sound, causing Duo to turn around as Heero grabbed the letter and closed the lid back. He looked at Duo glaring at him with nothing but hatred as he stalked up to him. "I don't want you to ever fucking place this kind of a sick joke on me ever again, do you hear me Maxwell?" Heero hissed with anger as he waved the letter in front of Duo's face. "I now know who's been sending me all these stupid letters, toying with me. Thought it was funny eh Maxwell? Sending me these letters and that little performance you did a few weeks ago. You disgust me!" Heero said as anger poured from every word. "I heard you speaking to the postman. If I find you doing any more of this sick stuff, I will kill you!"
Duo swallowed audibly as he stared at Heero like a deer caught in a pair of headlights before blinking a couple of times and managed to speak. "It's not what you think Heero! Read the letter! It's how I feel about you!" Duo said almost pleading for Heero to understand.
"I don't care what you mean, I think you're trying to play a cruel joke on me. Well, you know what. I don't' fucking need this. Just leave me the fuck alone and I'll leave you alone, got it? I'll be out of your way if you're out of mine!" Heero said as he crumpled the letter in front of Duo, and marching off, away from Duo, the crumpled letter still in his hand.
"Wait! Come back! I can explain." Duo shouted at Heero's retreating figure, but Heero kept on walking until he was gone and out of sight.
Duo leaned against the wall of mailboxes; his shoulders slumped in a defeated manner as Richard the postman looked on at Duo with sympathy.
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It was not until Heero was far away and a good distance that he finally ripped open the crumpled letter and read it. When he read it, it was not what he expected. It was lyrics from one of his anime songs he listened to called Burning Desire, from Initial D. He sometimes would play his music when he thought Duo was off. He never imagined that Duo would actually listen to what he played, let alone find some kind of meaning to the lyrics. His eyes scanned the lyrics, his jaw clenching as he read the lyrics that were about love, lust and desire.
Like a greedy man
I'm coming back to you
It's time to play my game
I can't stay without you
Wanna get you baby
I'm gonna take your love
'Cause I need it
Let me be your man
And let me kiss you there
I need to touch your body
It's gonna be all right
Want you tonight baby
I wanna get your love
To make love
Now I wanna be close to you
I wanna see your body move
Don't take a rest
Can you make me hot tonight?
I'm like a bomb
I'm busting out
It's a burning desire, it's burning me
Takes my heart and my soul, uh wow wow
'Cause you're just like the fire, I'm goin' out of control
And you drive me crazy
It's a burning desire, it's burning me
Takes my heart and my soul, uh wow wow
'Cause you're just like the fire, I'm goin' out
I'm getting crazy for you, I want you baby
You can see me now
Just in front of you
I'm gonna touch your body
I know you'll be all right
Gonna get you babe
Now you can taste my love
To make love
Now I wanna be close to you
I wanna see your body move
Don't take a rest
Can you make me hot tonight?
I'm like a bomb
I'm busting out
It's a burning desire, it's burning me
Takes my heart and my soul, uh wow wow
'Cause you're just like the fire, I'm goin' out of control
And you drive me crazy
It's a burning desire, it's burning me
Takes my heart and my soul, uh wow wow
'Cause you're just like the fire, I'm goin' out
I'm getting crazy for you, I want you baby
You can see me now
Just in front of you
I'm gonna touch your body
I know you'll be all right
Gonna get you babe
Now you can taste my love
Let's make love
Now I wanna be close to you
I wanna see your body move
Don't take a rest
Can you make me hot tonight?
I'm like a bomb
I'm busting out
It's a burning desire, it's burning me
Ttakes my heart and my soul, uh wow wow
'Cause you're just like the fire, I'm goin' out of control
And you drive me crazy
It's a burning desire, it's burning me
Takes my heart and my soul, uh wow wow
'Cause you're just like the fire, I'm goin' out
I'm getting crazy for you, I want you baby
Heero felt his knees go weak as he read over the lyrics. This could not be happening. His archenemy could not possibly have these feelings for him. Heero sighed as he stared up at the stucco ceiling. This could not possibly happen...He couldn't possibly fall for Duo, not now...not ever. The Gypsy girl...he had to find the Gypsy girl...maybe she could make it right...just...maybe...
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TBC?
*wipes a tear from her eye*
Gwad! I can't believe I just WROTE that! How terrible of me! I feel horrible for Duo! There's a reason too why I didn't explain why Duo and Heero 'hate' each other. It will be explained in either the next chapter or the one after, mark my words! Just don't kill me okay?! PLEASE! Remember, if you kill the author, there will be no more chapters. But then again, I think I would kill me if I read that and I were you people reading this...
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