So... you came back, did you? Decided to get started now..with chapter 6!
Disclaimers: I do not own Gundam Wing, its people or anything else like that. Duo's mother, the teachers, all dem I ownzor, but most of dem are offa my school anyways (Including the name of the school and the motto, off of my house from my school) Quatre's obvious overinsanity is mine, however, because that is me most of the time, only less..stupid? I hope?
Okay, on to review notes:
Golden Rat: Yes I'm glad Duo didn't kill Heero either. I was agonizing about that for days on end "WILL DUO KILL HEERO IN MY STORY WHICH I'M WRITING???" ...or maybe I just didn't care.. go out into the world and read fics, my friend. Losta fics.. Don't know where any of this is coming from, but oh well.
Hakumei: To answer your question.. I dunno. I felt like it. I think I was listening to it as I wrote it, I like her and all, but ya she's not like going in my history book for being the BEST EVER thing or anything like that.. at this moment I'm Australian, but I used to be American and I'm going back in a couple of months, so I don't favour anybody based on where they come from. As for Duo's brother and stuff like that , I'm as excited to find out as you are (I kinda make this up as I go along.) sumday I'm going to get stuck in a plot hole, but until then; LONG LIVE THE IMPROVIZATION!
Nanashi Kage Enjeru: Well, thx for going to the trouble to go back and review ( I no I woulda just forgotten about it..) Quatre does need a chill pill, but ya know, with Duo silent, Heero quiet, Wufei muttering as usual and Trowa hardly ever even being on the scene, I needed an insane person to fill the dead air, hence : Q-Man is insane. And as in Space Balls, my saying is "May the shwartz be with you!" or " Love, harmony, and socks for all." Or last of all "Bob the evil Russian cotton ball will kill you all! MWAHAHHAHAHAHAHA.." Okay bye now. ^_^ don't worry, I don't think I'm that insane... but do insane people think they r insane? Hm..
Beautifulelf: Hmmm. will think up name for Heero's father when the time comes (probably either another rip-off of my school or a twist of Gundam Wing life and people) Thx for reviewing- it was sad when Duo's mother dies, but most others were too busy wondering what the hell was going on to worry about that... ^_^ Ja ne!
Devlzangel: Ya, I thought I'd do sumthin' different by making him all quiet, just to rattle everybody up, used to him as an idiot. As to what happened to Solo, well, you'll just have ta wait (if I told u, where would the pathetic excuse for a cliffhanger be?)
Emily Hato: well, too bad I think they are confused 'cuz alphabet soup always confuses me... and hey we all sound stupid sumtimes ( like me about 23 hours of the day.)
Many pardons for the lateness of mine piece, but the muse hath awaketh again after a long rest in Melbourne. I present Chapter the Sixth: In which Duo finds out that ..well thou will find out as well, when the time hath commeth!
Chapter 6 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The bell rang for Lunch. Gathering up my stuff, I walked silently out, up the stairs and into my dorm room, opening the small door to find it empty. My heart jurked again at the emptiness, but I shrugged it off and walked down to the lunch room, finding a nice, secluded corner where I could be alone with my thoughts, just like before. I fit in here, watching the boys walk back and forth with their mindless drivel filling my ears, just like at home. But was the orphanage really my home? Had I ever really had a home? Well, yes, but that home was dead. Dead and shot and lying sightless on the cold, rain-swept street, where the whole cobbled path was dyed pink my home's blood, and all for a baby I had almost forgotten, but not yet. All for a baby I wanted to see again, but could not. For I didn't know where this baby was.
I didn't eat anything, of course. The meal from breakfast would be more then enough to sustain me for another 2 days or so, then maybe I'd eat something else. Looking at everyone else, I shuddered at the amount of food they were stuffing in their face. One especially pudgy boy was shoving a whole piece of cake in his mouth, muttering while bits of chocolate spurted out "Thank god for food.I was starving, I only had one stack of pancakes for breakfast this morning." Feh, he'd never been starving. None of these children had. When my eyes swept over to the only empty table left, I knew who would be sitting there even before I really saw the face. Of course, the other silent one, Heero. The Chinese boy, Wufei, walked up to him, exchanged about 2 words with him, nodding at me, then left again, leaving me feeling watched. Why was this boy watching me, and why was Wufei talking about me, too? I was so used to being ignored, alone, that just that simple acknowledgement of my presence scared me half out of my wits. I tried staring at Heero levelly, to match him eye for eye, but it was not working, and soon I was forced to look down, but I felt his gaze still burning, felt it in my head, and it hurt.
I spent almost the entire Lunch period staring at the table, as if trying to find a hidden pattern embedded in the wood. Really my mind was full of thoughts, and the last thing I was trying to do was add another thought given to me by an old piece of oak. Finally I felt the eyes lift off of my head, and raised myself up to see me staring right into chestnut hair. I just sat there, obviously dumbfounded at the pile of locks in front of me. Slowly he picked up his head to look at me straight on, then looked back and forth, to make sure we were not being heard. Then he leaned up close and whispered "I've found him." Then he got up and was gone before I even had time to respond. Had he really found his father? And does that mean.... had he found Solo too? Forgetting about the second half of the day, I got up from the table and ran to my dorm room.
I was aware of the eyes of the other boys on my neck, but they weren't as searing as Heero's had been. Listening to their mutterings, I heard snatches of conversations such as "Look at him, runnin' so fast.. Where's the fire, idiot?" and "Hey, aren't you supposed to be the dead one?" When I rushed past a particularly tall guy, I felt my hair slap him in the face as a raced helter-skelter to chase down the Japanese boy. Unfortunetly, my progress was stopped by a hand reaching out and grabbing my 3 foot long strands. "Where do you think you're goin', moron? Aren't you gonna say you're sorry after hitting me with this rat nest you like to call hair?" Without even taking a second glance at him, I used the momentum I still had to grab his arm and flip him over my shoulder, then stepping over him as he stumbled back up. I felt an arm hook around my legs as I fell in a heap again, rolling over too slowly and suffering a painful blow to my jaw. Narrowing my eyes slightly, I reached up and gave a punch to his stomach, which he hardly flinched at. "Huh, that's all you got? You ain't nothin', man. You ain't never gonna be more then nothin' ever!" I struggled up, blood cutting a line down my jaw as I breathed in deeper.
::flashback::
I'm helpless, too weak to help save my mother, just watching, can't move, can't fight back..
::present::
"No." I whispered, so quietly only I could hear it. "no, I am not worth anything, but you aren't going to stop me, ever." The giant got a blank look on his face at me talking, TALKING back to him. I took that moment to smack him in the cheek with an uppercut, then running at a headbutt to knock him to the ground, until he lay, helpless, blood flowing freely from a runny nose brought on by impact. I kicked him again and again, even when I saw the eyes staring, blank at the ceiling above him. "Nobody's going to stop me ever." I said, then I jumped over the puddle of crimson liquid flowing, flashing like lightning back to the dorm, ready to go, and save my brother. I knew I could do it, and I knew I wouldn't be a nothing again. The whispers had changed. "Wow, he creamed him." "Can he even get up?" "I dunno man, did you hear him? He said something.."
Inside my head, it burned as I kept in unshed tears. I had become my own worst enemy. I had become a murderer.
TBC...
Whoa, overreaction there.. But oh well, I just put it in there spur of the moment, wonder how that's going to turn out?
Hey everybody out there, gots two more words for you- that's three more words for you.. READ AND REVIEW!!!
Disclaimers: I do not own Gundam Wing, its people or anything else like that. Duo's mother, the teachers, all dem I ownzor, but most of dem are offa my school anyways (Including the name of the school and the motto, off of my house from my school) Quatre's obvious overinsanity is mine, however, because that is me most of the time, only less..stupid? I hope?
Okay, on to review notes:
Golden Rat: Yes I'm glad Duo didn't kill Heero either. I was agonizing about that for days on end "WILL DUO KILL HEERO IN MY STORY WHICH I'M WRITING???" ...or maybe I just didn't care.. go out into the world and read fics, my friend. Losta fics.. Don't know where any of this is coming from, but oh well.
Hakumei: To answer your question.. I dunno. I felt like it. I think I was listening to it as I wrote it, I like her and all, but ya she's not like going in my history book for being the BEST EVER thing or anything like that.. at this moment I'm Australian, but I used to be American and I'm going back in a couple of months, so I don't favour anybody based on where they come from. As for Duo's brother and stuff like that , I'm as excited to find out as you are (I kinda make this up as I go along.) sumday I'm going to get stuck in a plot hole, but until then; LONG LIVE THE IMPROVIZATION!
Nanashi Kage Enjeru: Well, thx for going to the trouble to go back and review ( I no I woulda just forgotten about it..) Quatre does need a chill pill, but ya know, with Duo silent, Heero quiet, Wufei muttering as usual and Trowa hardly ever even being on the scene, I needed an insane person to fill the dead air, hence : Q-Man is insane. And as in Space Balls, my saying is "May the shwartz be with you!" or " Love, harmony, and socks for all." Or last of all "Bob the evil Russian cotton ball will kill you all! MWAHAHHAHAHAHAHA.." Okay bye now. ^_^ don't worry, I don't think I'm that insane... but do insane people think they r insane? Hm..
Beautifulelf: Hmmm. will think up name for Heero's father when the time comes (probably either another rip-off of my school or a twist of Gundam Wing life and people) Thx for reviewing- it was sad when Duo's mother dies, but most others were too busy wondering what the hell was going on to worry about that... ^_^ Ja ne!
Devlzangel: Ya, I thought I'd do sumthin' different by making him all quiet, just to rattle everybody up, used to him as an idiot. As to what happened to Solo, well, you'll just have ta wait (if I told u, where would the pathetic excuse for a cliffhanger be?)
Emily Hato: well, too bad I think they are confused 'cuz alphabet soup always confuses me... and hey we all sound stupid sumtimes ( like me about 23 hours of the day.)
Many pardons for the lateness of mine piece, but the muse hath awaketh again after a long rest in Melbourne. I present Chapter the Sixth: In which Duo finds out that ..well thou will find out as well, when the time hath commeth!
Chapter 6 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The bell rang for Lunch. Gathering up my stuff, I walked silently out, up the stairs and into my dorm room, opening the small door to find it empty. My heart jurked again at the emptiness, but I shrugged it off and walked down to the lunch room, finding a nice, secluded corner where I could be alone with my thoughts, just like before. I fit in here, watching the boys walk back and forth with their mindless drivel filling my ears, just like at home. But was the orphanage really my home? Had I ever really had a home? Well, yes, but that home was dead. Dead and shot and lying sightless on the cold, rain-swept street, where the whole cobbled path was dyed pink my home's blood, and all for a baby I had almost forgotten, but not yet. All for a baby I wanted to see again, but could not. For I didn't know where this baby was.
I didn't eat anything, of course. The meal from breakfast would be more then enough to sustain me for another 2 days or so, then maybe I'd eat something else. Looking at everyone else, I shuddered at the amount of food they were stuffing in their face. One especially pudgy boy was shoving a whole piece of cake in his mouth, muttering while bits of chocolate spurted out "Thank god for food.I was starving, I only had one stack of pancakes for breakfast this morning." Feh, he'd never been starving. None of these children had. When my eyes swept over to the only empty table left, I knew who would be sitting there even before I really saw the face. Of course, the other silent one, Heero. The Chinese boy, Wufei, walked up to him, exchanged about 2 words with him, nodding at me, then left again, leaving me feeling watched. Why was this boy watching me, and why was Wufei talking about me, too? I was so used to being ignored, alone, that just that simple acknowledgement of my presence scared me half out of my wits. I tried staring at Heero levelly, to match him eye for eye, but it was not working, and soon I was forced to look down, but I felt his gaze still burning, felt it in my head, and it hurt.
I spent almost the entire Lunch period staring at the table, as if trying to find a hidden pattern embedded in the wood. Really my mind was full of thoughts, and the last thing I was trying to do was add another thought given to me by an old piece of oak. Finally I felt the eyes lift off of my head, and raised myself up to see me staring right into chestnut hair. I just sat there, obviously dumbfounded at the pile of locks in front of me. Slowly he picked up his head to look at me straight on, then looked back and forth, to make sure we were not being heard. Then he leaned up close and whispered "I've found him." Then he got up and was gone before I even had time to respond. Had he really found his father? And does that mean.... had he found Solo too? Forgetting about the second half of the day, I got up from the table and ran to my dorm room.
I was aware of the eyes of the other boys on my neck, but they weren't as searing as Heero's had been. Listening to their mutterings, I heard snatches of conversations such as "Look at him, runnin' so fast.. Where's the fire, idiot?" and "Hey, aren't you supposed to be the dead one?" When I rushed past a particularly tall guy, I felt my hair slap him in the face as a raced helter-skelter to chase down the Japanese boy. Unfortunetly, my progress was stopped by a hand reaching out and grabbing my 3 foot long strands. "Where do you think you're goin', moron? Aren't you gonna say you're sorry after hitting me with this rat nest you like to call hair?" Without even taking a second glance at him, I used the momentum I still had to grab his arm and flip him over my shoulder, then stepping over him as he stumbled back up. I felt an arm hook around my legs as I fell in a heap again, rolling over too slowly and suffering a painful blow to my jaw. Narrowing my eyes slightly, I reached up and gave a punch to his stomach, which he hardly flinched at. "Huh, that's all you got? You ain't nothin', man. You ain't never gonna be more then nothin' ever!" I struggled up, blood cutting a line down my jaw as I breathed in deeper.
::flashback::
I'm helpless, too weak to help save my mother, just watching, can't move, can't fight back..
::present::
"No." I whispered, so quietly only I could hear it. "no, I am not worth anything, but you aren't going to stop me, ever." The giant got a blank look on his face at me talking, TALKING back to him. I took that moment to smack him in the cheek with an uppercut, then running at a headbutt to knock him to the ground, until he lay, helpless, blood flowing freely from a runny nose brought on by impact. I kicked him again and again, even when I saw the eyes staring, blank at the ceiling above him. "Nobody's going to stop me ever." I said, then I jumped over the puddle of crimson liquid flowing, flashing like lightning back to the dorm, ready to go, and save my brother. I knew I could do it, and I knew I wouldn't be a nothing again. The whispers had changed. "Wow, he creamed him." "Can he even get up?" "I dunno man, did you hear him? He said something.."
Inside my head, it burned as I kept in unshed tears. I had become my own worst enemy. I had become a murderer.
TBC...
Whoa, overreaction there.. But oh well, I just put it in there spur of the moment, wonder how that's going to turn out?
Hey everybody out there, gots two more words for you- that's three more words for you.. READ AND REVIEW!!!