S.Girl: YAY! I'M IN FLORIDA!!!
C.Kitsune: Why the heck are you typing a story in Florida?
S.Girl: Well, see, I just loved my audience so much, that I knew I couldn't disappoint them by waiting 'till I came home to write this.*sniff* * gets emotional*
Audience: Awn.we love S.Girl.
S.Girl: YAY! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! And a special thanks to BearkatPooka and Shini-girl Kit for your lovely reviews. I really appreciated them, and they helped me lots to continue writing.otherwise, I would have been way too lazy. ^^
C.Kitsune: And we all know what S.Girl does when she's lazy right? She eats. Then she gets fat. Then she cries. Then she floods the world. Thank goodness you guys reviewed. Otherwise, we'd all be dead now. *phew*
S.girl: I'm not that bad!!!
C.Kitsune: Uh huh. Just write the disclaimer.
S.Girl: .*sigh*
Disclaimers: The Gundam Wing cast is not owned by me, much as I would want to say cute little Duo is all mine.he's not.too bad.oh, and the characters that aren't in GW.they obviously do belong to me. If you wanna use them, that's fine. You just have to write a disclaimer to me, and introduce my fic to people, okay? Then e-mail me to tell me you did that, and I'll read your story and review it. Don't worry, I won't sue you. ^_-
*** Operation Adoption ***
Chapter 1: His Mother?
The boy wrinkled his nose upon entering the shabby, gloomy orphanage. Even though holiday reds and greens were draped all over, the place still seemed to drip with despair. It's as if the children here were filled with dread.
"And why should they not be?" the boy mused. "They hardly have all the necessities for living! I don't suppose I would be very happy in their place."
In contrast to the wretched-looking children, the boy himself was extremely well dressed and clean. Where the children shivered in their thin, greasy, ragged shirts, the boy covered himself well with an expensive, well- fitting, Michael-fiber jacket. Where the children had dirt-covered, mud smudged, bone-showing faces, the boy bore a clean, handsome, and smiling one. To all that he passed, he greeted with a nod and a grin. Not once did he show visible disgust to the condition of the children, although it was obvious he wasn't used to seeing such scenes and was made for much better. To the child of the orphanage, he seemed like a god.
However, even as he himself closely observed the children, he could feel someone else observing him. It would be close to impossible not to notice the hot gaze at his back. He hoped very much it wouldn't be some crazy fan here to ruin his job. Slowly, with narrowed eyes, he turned, fully prepared to battle with anything the girl throws at him.a boy?
"Eh? When have I attracted this sort of attention?! How gross!" he thought to himself.
The boy studied the other boy. He directed his easy smile at him but was surprised that the other boy didn't return it. In fact, he almost seemed to frown.
"How weird.if he's interested, why won't he smile at me?" he wondered.
Finding this other boy immensely fascinating, he bounded over to him with springy, light steps. The other boy glared at him.
"Hello there!" he said enthusiastically. "How do you do?"
"None of your business," the other boy replied with an unusual, seemingly Asian, accent.
The boy frowned slightly at this. He had noticed when he first saw him that he couldn't be one of the orphanage.at least, not one who belonged there. Unlike, the other children, his dark green tank top was immaculate, unwrinkled, and seemed to be made of good quality cotton too. Why was he here?
Unbeknownst to him, this other boy was here on a job; one quite unlike any of usual ones, but a job nonetheless. This other boy was, in fact, none other than Heero Yuy, top spy for the Japanese Secret Intelligence. He found the boy's appearance at the orphanage highly inconvenient and hoped his intimidating glare would have given him the hint to leave. However, being highly inexperienced with foreigners, as well as being highly inexperienced with manners, this approach did not quite work. Furthermore, it seems to have backfired. Not only did the boy not leave, he came closer. What a bother.
"What you want?" Heero demanded, as he saw the boy wasn't about to run off any time soon. "I busy."
The boy gave him a surprised look. He didn't seem to be all that busy. In fact, he was actually just standing.
"But you aren't doing anything. Why would you say you're busy?" the boy asked, highly amused.
He knew the other boy didn't want him there, but he was a curious one, and just going certainly wouldn't go with his style. In fact, this other boy just frowned too much. It would be a blow to his reputation to leave him here frowning.
"I say I busy. You.away!" Heero retorted, shooing the boy off with his gestures. Much to his distaste, the boy did not leave. He sat down next to him.
"Look, I know you ain't busy," the boy said. "In fact, you look pretty bored to me. How about I introduce myself to you, and you consider introducing yourself to me?"
Heero sighed and shrugged. These foreigners were extremely exasperating, and it wasn't his way to waste his words. If he wants to introduce himself.oh well.
The boy grinned. He knew he would get his way. His smile was just too charming!
"All right. My name is Duo Maxwell, I'm 15-"
"Maxwell?"
Heero looked up at him with wide eyes. The boy sighed and turned. How could he have not predicted this would happen?
"You.related Selenia Maxwell?" Heero asked.
The boy nodded nonchalantly.
"Yeah. She's my mother."
*** End of chapter 1 ***
S.Girl: YAY! I DID IT!!!
C.Kitsune: You weirdo!
S.Girl: Whatever. Once again, thanks to you guys who wrote those reviews. They were very nice! Oh, and one can put themselves up for adoption in my world.very crazy world it is.so, that means, they probably can't in the real world.^^;; Well, and Relena's kinda just.out of it.dunno.I hate her. You won't hear much about her until the middle. Thanks to all who read this! Please review!
C.Kitsune: Why the heck are you typing a story in Florida?
S.Girl: Well, see, I just loved my audience so much, that I knew I couldn't disappoint them by waiting 'till I came home to write this.*sniff* * gets emotional*
Audience: Awn.we love S.Girl.
S.Girl: YAY! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! And a special thanks to BearkatPooka and Shini-girl Kit for your lovely reviews. I really appreciated them, and they helped me lots to continue writing.otherwise, I would have been way too lazy. ^^
C.Kitsune: And we all know what S.Girl does when she's lazy right? She eats. Then she gets fat. Then she cries. Then she floods the world. Thank goodness you guys reviewed. Otherwise, we'd all be dead now. *phew*
S.girl: I'm not that bad!!!
C.Kitsune: Uh huh. Just write the disclaimer.
S.Girl: .*sigh*
Disclaimers: The Gundam Wing cast is not owned by me, much as I would want to say cute little Duo is all mine.he's not.too bad.oh, and the characters that aren't in GW.they obviously do belong to me. If you wanna use them, that's fine. You just have to write a disclaimer to me, and introduce my fic to people, okay? Then e-mail me to tell me you did that, and I'll read your story and review it. Don't worry, I won't sue you. ^_-
*** Operation Adoption ***
Chapter 1: His Mother?
The boy wrinkled his nose upon entering the shabby, gloomy orphanage. Even though holiday reds and greens were draped all over, the place still seemed to drip with despair. It's as if the children here were filled with dread.
"And why should they not be?" the boy mused. "They hardly have all the necessities for living! I don't suppose I would be very happy in their place."
In contrast to the wretched-looking children, the boy himself was extremely well dressed and clean. Where the children shivered in their thin, greasy, ragged shirts, the boy covered himself well with an expensive, well- fitting, Michael-fiber jacket. Where the children had dirt-covered, mud smudged, bone-showing faces, the boy bore a clean, handsome, and smiling one. To all that he passed, he greeted with a nod and a grin. Not once did he show visible disgust to the condition of the children, although it was obvious he wasn't used to seeing such scenes and was made for much better. To the child of the orphanage, he seemed like a god.
However, even as he himself closely observed the children, he could feel someone else observing him. It would be close to impossible not to notice the hot gaze at his back. He hoped very much it wouldn't be some crazy fan here to ruin his job. Slowly, with narrowed eyes, he turned, fully prepared to battle with anything the girl throws at him.a boy?
"Eh? When have I attracted this sort of attention?! How gross!" he thought to himself.
The boy studied the other boy. He directed his easy smile at him but was surprised that the other boy didn't return it. In fact, he almost seemed to frown.
"How weird.if he's interested, why won't he smile at me?" he wondered.
Finding this other boy immensely fascinating, he bounded over to him with springy, light steps. The other boy glared at him.
"Hello there!" he said enthusiastically. "How do you do?"
"None of your business," the other boy replied with an unusual, seemingly Asian, accent.
The boy frowned slightly at this. He had noticed when he first saw him that he couldn't be one of the orphanage.at least, not one who belonged there. Unlike, the other children, his dark green tank top was immaculate, unwrinkled, and seemed to be made of good quality cotton too. Why was he here?
Unbeknownst to him, this other boy was here on a job; one quite unlike any of usual ones, but a job nonetheless. This other boy was, in fact, none other than Heero Yuy, top spy for the Japanese Secret Intelligence. He found the boy's appearance at the orphanage highly inconvenient and hoped his intimidating glare would have given him the hint to leave. However, being highly inexperienced with foreigners, as well as being highly inexperienced with manners, this approach did not quite work. Furthermore, it seems to have backfired. Not only did the boy not leave, he came closer. What a bother.
"What you want?" Heero demanded, as he saw the boy wasn't about to run off any time soon. "I busy."
The boy gave him a surprised look. He didn't seem to be all that busy. In fact, he was actually just standing.
"But you aren't doing anything. Why would you say you're busy?" the boy asked, highly amused.
He knew the other boy didn't want him there, but he was a curious one, and just going certainly wouldn't go with his style. In fact, this other boy just frowned too much. It would be a blow to his reputation to leave him here frowning.
"I say I busy. You.away!" Heero retorted, shooing the boy off with his gestures. Much to his distaste, the boy did not leave. He sat down next to him.
"Look, I know you ain't busy," the boy said. "In fact, you look pretty bored to me. How about I introduce myself to you, and you consider introducing yourself to me?"
Heero sighed and shrugged. These foreigners were extremely exasperating, and it wasn't his way to waste his words. If he wants to introduce himself.oh well.
The boy grinned. He knew he would get his way. His smile was just too charming!
"All right. My name is Duo Maxwell, I'm 15-"
"Maxwell?"
Heero looked up at him with wide eyes. The boy sighed and turned. How could he have not predicted this would happen?
"You.related Selenia Maxwell?" Heero asked.
The boy nodded nonchalantly.
"Yeah. She's my mother."
*** End of chapter 1 ***
S.Girl: YAY! I DID IT!!!
C.Kitsune: You weirdo!
S.Girl: Whatever. Once again, thanks to you guys who wrote those reviews. They were very nice! Oh, and one can put themselves up for adoption in my world.very crazy world it is.so, that means, they probably can't in the real world.^^;; Well, and Relena's kinda just.out of it.dunno.I hate her. You won't hear much about her until the middle. Thanks to all who read this! Please review!