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Disclaimer: Don't own GW or SM. If I did, I would be making really cool anime and rolling in a pile of wealth. Obviously I'm not, and the best I can do is fanfiction.
NB: Official Heights: All the GW boys ('cept Trowa) are 156cm (Trowa is 160cm). Usagi is 150cm. After my brilliant mathematical skills (yeah, right) were put to use, it was found that all of the scouts (except for Usagi and Hotaru) are taller than the Gundam Boys. I'm a girl, so you can't accuse me of being sexist against women when I say this, but I would much rather the girls to be shorter than the boys.
So, here's my character heights for the story (In centimeters):
Usagi-150cm
Ami- 152cm
Minako- 152cm
Makoto- 157.5cm
Rei(when she makes her glorious appearance)-153cm
Key:
Bold = emphasis
Italics = thoughts
PS: ON THE MATTER OF THE COUPLINGS… If romance ensues (which it probably will because I have to admit, it's cute), the pairings are pretty obvious. Firstly, USAGI AND HEERO FOREVER!!…….. Secondly, Ami and Quatre together is just too cute to resist. Thirdly, Minako and Duo. Probably no romance there (unless it's demanded), they'll just be the evil prankster pair who pester everything in sight. Fourthly, Makoto and Trowa. I think Makoto just had a knack for choosing men that will probably pay her no attention and break her heart. And Mr. Tall Icicle needs somebody. Fifthly(Now this is just getting ridiculous. 'Fifthly'?!) Wufei and Rei is as cute as Ami and Quatre, except being the opposite. Rei and Wufei: Both are stubborn, commanding, dominating, strong willed… hee hee hee (^_^) can't you just PICTURE it?
And BTW on a different matter, the girls arrived at the boarding house on Friday, so it's now Saturday. Unless the order of days has been changed and I wasn't been informed.
Awaiting Good Fortune
*******Chapter Two: Milkshakes and New Developments
"Sooo…" Minako said, skipping along happily beside them and licking her ice cream, "Did any of you guys hit it off with the boys?"
Makato fell over. Usagi fell over. Ami blushed like there was no tomorrow.
"Mi- Minako!!" Usagi said furiously, picking herself of the ground.
"Oooh ho ho ho! I'm so sorry for delving into your little romantic interlude, Usagi!" She said gleefully.
"Aah! Don't be stupid! You made me drop my ice cream! You owe me one!" Usagi said, stamping her foot.
"Ok, Usa…" She said, grinning impishly. Her sentence seemed as though another 'I won't delve anymore' should have been glued to the end. Usagi picked it up, unfortunately for the ears of the innocent bystanders, and began to scream.
"NO! NO! NO! I refuse to be treated like this! All I did was pester him and look into his eyes!" She began to stamp her feet.
"Oooo… 'look into my eyes…' hey, Usa?" Makoto joined in, grinning.
"NO NO NO!" She said, shaking her head violently. "All I wanted to do was figure out his personality!!" Usagi threw her arms in the air in exasperation.
"So what was his personality like? Was he a good match for you??" Minako asked eagerly, thus triggering another round of foot stamping.
"Aah! You don't understand! I was doing an ad for the personals for him!" Usagi screeched, whilst crushing the pavement under her feet.
"Ah! So he's looking for a girlfriend, eh?" Makoto said, raising her eyebrows.
"NO. I simply suggested that he should get out more, make some friends find a girlfriend—"
"Were you hinting at something, Usa?" Usagi's stamping became more furious with the comment, she also began to gnash her teeth.
"—NEVER! I just wrote out an ad for him!" Makoto bounced in front of her and leaned in intently.
"And what did you write?" She asked curiously.
"I just wrote, 'handsome boy, aged fifte—"
"AHA!!" Minako roared with pure, insane glee. "So you think he's handsome, do you Usa? What he say after that? What did he do? Did he ask you on a date?! Did you say yes?! When is it?! Where is it?! Can I come? No, let's all go!!" Minako clapped her hands and began mentally choosing out what she was going to wear and whom she would invite, Makoto joined Minako in her planning, Usagi successfully cracked the pavement with her stamping, and Ami just sighed and shrugged.
Duo walked along happily next to Heero, slurping on the milkshake that Heero had just (grudgingly) shouted him to.
"So Heeee-ro…" Duo said, slowing his pace a bit. Unfortunately, Heero did not, so he had to catch up again. "I noticed you and Usagi spent a lot of time your room. Alone. Last night," he jabbed Heero in the ribs with his elbow. He was presented with a blank look. He sighed. "Usagi. You know, one of the four hot girls who are now living with us?"
"Hn."
"Honestly, man, you have to lighten up, you know, give it a shot. You might have a chance if you stopped being such a grumpy icicle whose vocabulary is limited to grunts." Heero blatantly ignored the statement. "C'mon… she's a babe, you have to admit it."
"…" Heero's silence, however, did not even register on Duo's mind, and did not slow his torrent of words.
"Hey, I could so see you and her together! Ha ha ha! 'Heero Yui becomes sensitive boyfriend of super hot Usagi.' And you'd both write letters to each other in class, saying sappy things like;" Duo clasped his hands together over his heart and fluttered his eyelids, "'Oh dear sweet Usagi, you are the light of my life. Let's get married and live in a house someday.'" He laughed out loud. "And you'd help her around the house and everything! Oh, hey! There they are, over the street!" Duo said, pointing excitedly. "HEY! MINAKO, USAGI, MAKOTO, AMI!! OVER HERE!!" He yelled across the street, waving his arms frantically, trying to attract their attention.
"Oh, look. Heero and Duo are on the other side of the street, and Duo seems to be doing some sort of dance for us," Ami said gesturing to where the hyperactive Duo and the silent Heero were standing/dancing.
"AH! C'mon Usagi, now's your chance! Let's go over there!" Minako waved to the two boys then ran to the pedestrian crossing.
"Ugh! Minako! I don't need a chance! I do not like Heero! Minako? Minako! Are you listening to me?!" Usagi chased after her long-haired friend, who was completely unaware that the shorter girl was on edge and willing to take drastic actions to remove the cause of it.
"I don't think it's a good idea to join Minako and Usagi in this point in time," Ami stated, noticing that Usagi was fuming.
"I know what you mean, I think being around Usa at the moment could be considered a health hazard," Makoto said with a crooked smile, as her odango-haired friend's face slowly became more and more red. "But what are they going to do about their uniforms, the shop isn't opened on Sunday's." Makoto said thoughtfully. After all, the true reason of their venture into to town was so that they could pick up their new school uniforms
"Well, we know Minako's and Usagi's sizes, we could just buys theirs for them and get them to pay back the money at home," Ami said logically, nodding her head.
"Sounds good, Ames. USA! MINA!" Makoto yelled to her two friends who were just now crossing the street, "WE'LL GET YOUR UNIFORMS, PAY US BACK AT HOME!" Minako gave them a 'thumbs up' and a wink, so they both continued on toward the Uniform Store.
"Hi Duo! Hey Heero! What brings you into town?" Minako asked, rocking on her heels, giving the (very wrong) impression that she was an innocent angel.
"We just came down to get some software for Heero's laptop. He wasn't keen on me coming but I did anyway… Oh, yeah! And I got a milkshake!" He said proudly, holding up the large cardboard cup with what could only be called pride.
"What flavor?" Minako asked, who was actually interested in the milkshake and it's flavor.
"It's my favourite, 3/4 chocolate 1/4 strawberry." He took another big gulp.
"You're kidding, right? That's my favourite too!"
"No way!"
"Yes way!"
"What's your second favourite?"
"Well…"
Usagi, realizing that Minako had completely forgotten her matchmaking and was now obsessed with the milkshake, noticed that it was safe to leave without her plotting any secret dates or telling Heero that she had a crush on him. She turned and walked in the same direction she was when she was on the other side of the street.
Unfortunately for Usagi, Heero also left them at the same time, so now they were walking together up the hill.
In all honesty, Usagi knew full well that he wasn't intentionally walking with her, they just happened to be walking at the same pace. So she decided that she should at least try for a conversation.
"So what software are you getting?" She asked as they both trudged along the street.
"Standard mathematics software for the accelerated class."
"Okay then…" The fact that Heero was a brainiac had slipped her mind. Also, the fact that her parents instructed her to pick up the laptop they'd purchased for her new school had also slipped her mind. "Hey Heero…?"
"Hn."
"Which place are you getting your stuff from?" She asked, hoping that it was the same store that was holding her laptop for her. (Everything would be much more convenient that way).
"Tech-Software." ((AN: I couldn't think of a name, my little sister thought this one up. So sue me))
"Oh really? Excellent! You see, I have to pickup my laptop there."
"Hn."
Lunch had just finished. She was quite bored and wondered what she could do to kill time until dinner. An idea popped into her head. She walked up to Heero's door and knocked three times… and got no answer. She knocked again. Silence. So she used the method that had been so effective the night before; and just kept knocking and knocking and knocking………until the door flew open and Heero Yui's glaring face was staring right at her.
"Oh, hello Heero. Um… I was just wondering… um… you're good with computers, right?"
His glaring face took on a look of disinterest.
"Well? Are you good with computers? Yes or no?" She was now reverting into her stubborn mood. Heero looked as if he was mentally sighed then grunted a 'yes.' "OK, cool. Do you think you can help me with mine? I don't know how to hook everything up or load anything on…" She averted his gaze, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"Hn."
Usagi brightened visibly.
"Was that a yes? OK, great! Here…" She snatched one of his hands and dragged him into her room… where she sat down on the swivel chair and looked expectantly at the screen and waited for him to fix it.
Normally, it was his preference to sit in any chair and fix what needed to be fixed (sitting in the chair gave the feeling of control and made life easier). But Usagi seemed to have decided that he should be able to upload and fix everything standing up and leaning over her.
"Software?" He asked, obviously cutting down the amount of words he was using.
"Oh yeah… it's all down here in this boxy thing they gave me. Apparently it's got all the stuff I'll need for the next two or three years," she said leaning down, picking the box off the ground and passing it to him.
"Hn." He sounded more peeved than usual. Usagi assumed it was because he was hungry (well she got antsy when she was hungry) although really it was because she hadn't even made an attempt at trying to load everything on.
"OK, so what now?" She asked, swiveling around to face him and almost knocking the box out of his hands.
"Turn it on," He said bluntly.
"It won't turn on. See?" She pressed and held the power button for a few seconds, but nothing happened.
"It's battery mustn't be charged. Plug in the battery charger." He said in a neutral tone, but it was obvious he was getting a bit more annoyed.
"Plug in the what?"
"The battery charger."
"What does that do?" Usagi asked, knowing full well what it did, but the opportunity to annoy Heero just couldn't be missed. His right eyelid flickered in annoyance. He passed the box back to her and opened all the pockets in the laptop carry bag, taking out every cable inside and laying them neatly on her desk. One by one he plugged every cable and cord into it's proper place.
"Box," was all he said as he held out his hand. Usagi sullenly handed the box over. He opened the box (although it was more like ripping it open with a bit too much force) and too his absolute delight found over 40 CDs lying neatly inside, just waiting for the poor soul that had 17 hours of spare time to upload them all. "Can I sit down?" He asked gruffly, although it sounded like he was saying 'shove it.'
"No," Usagi said with a frown and crossed arms, "I'm going to be sitting in this chair while this is being done so unless you want me to sit in your lap you'll have to stand up." Unfortunately she ruined the effect her words had by poking out her tongue then staring at him in a challenging way. He stared, intensely glared, rather, right back at her. But, as much as he hated to back down, he was not going to have a girl sit in his lap just because he had too much pride.
"Fine." He turned back to the screen and continued to load her programs on for her.
A few hours passed and he was only a third of the way through. His legs and back were sore from standing in the same position. Screw pride, he had to sit down now.
"I have to sit down if you want me to finish this."
"Not unless you want me to—"
"Fine! Just let me sit down!" He said with way too much (angry) emotion for Heero Yui. His agitated state and this infuriating girl were having a devastating effect on him.
Usagi however, was petrified and went completely pale. She hadn't thought that he would say yes! And now… now she had to sit in his lap until he was done.
Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. She thought to herself, over and over again, slowing driving herself into a mental pit of despair. Her brain then kicked in and decided helped her out. C'mon, Usagi! Don't let him beat you! Just bite your lip and think about something else. You can do it!
And so, she got off the chair, let him sit down, bit her lip, closed her eyes…and sat down on his lap.
Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew….
This had to be one of the worst things she had to go through in her life. (And she had done several multiple hour exams, which, unfortunately she all failed miserably.) It wasn't uncomfortable physically, it was just the thought of it.
Ew.
Heero's thoughts ran along a similar line.
He now had quite possibly the most annoying girl in Japan sitting on his lap. She wasn't heavy or squirming about or chattering away, but, just the thought of it… and even worse, the thought of Duo possibly barging in. Of course, now he had an accomplice so the annoying chatter and teasing would double.
But at least she wasn't talking. He could at least work in some kind of peace.
Lunch had just ended. Everyone left the table except for herself and Trowa; unfortunately, they had clean up duty.
Be that as it may, Makoto found two up sides to the situation:
#1: She liked to cook, but she also liked to clean, unlike most people.
And #2: She was with Trowa.
Makoto was almost sure that his cool, silent, seemingly uncaring exterior was really just hiding a wonderful person and the perfect man for her. Her conscience, however, told her that she was a lovesick fool who fell in love with every second boy she spotted. And much as she tried to deny it, she knew it to be true.
But there was still hope. (That's what she always countered her depressing conscience with.) She would retort right back, 'What if this is my perfect match and I just let it slip? I might miss out on my chance to find the perfect guy! I have to keep going! I don't mind if I get rejected, because that means that next time I have more of a chance!
Sometimes she surprised herself with her optimism.
Quickly shaking her head, she returned back to reality to see Trowa staring at her expectantly.
"Uh… um… OK, well…" She knew she was blushing but she kept going. "OK, so we'll have one person to carry the cups, plates, knives and forks in the um… the kitchen and one person to…um… wash them. The, uh… the person who carried everything in will dry, and the…the person who washed can put everything away." Trowa nodded ever so slightly. "S-so do you want to wash or dry?" He stared at her for a few more seconds, as if searching for something, then finally said,
"I'll dry." He then began to collect the plates and cutlery on the table.
And so, Makoto walked into the kitchen, filled up the sink with hot water and some detergent and put on some rubber gloves. Trowa began to stack all the dirty dishes to her right on the bench and she scrubbed them, after they were clean she stacked them on the flat part of the sink to her left ((AN: You know, the flat part of the sink where you put those ugly plastic racks were you can just stack your wet dishes and let them air-dry? Yes, no? OK then…))
After he had brought everything into the kitchen he took a tea towel out of the cloth drawer and started to dry all of the dishes, after he dried a dish he placed it on the bench to his left.
It was all a very boring procedure. Makoto picked up a dish, Makoto cleaned the dish, and Makoto stacked the dish. Trowa picked up the dish, Trowa dried the dish, and Trowa stacked the dish. And so on and so forth.
Usually, Makoto found cleaning soothing. It gave time to calm down and think about things. However now it just seemed a bit daunting with the taller, silent boy to her. She hated working with noise and preferred the calm that silence gave her but now it was just deafening. She needed a conversation.
"What did you do in the morning?" She asked, trying her best to sound cheerful, however her words came out a bit too quiet than she meant to.
"Homework," was his short reply.
"Is that all you ever do on Weekends?" She asked, quite shocked at the idea. He nodded.
"Well then, tomorrow all nine of us will go out for coffee or a shake or something," she decided, "….but where to…?" Her brow knitted as she tried to think of a place in the area. "Do you know anywhere?" He shook his head. A short silence ensued.
"Duo or Quatre might." Makoto should have assumed that Trowa just felt a bit guilty for coming off as cold and cruel so decided to add a few extra words to the conversation, instead she believed that he using his vocal chords was a way of telling her that he would talk to her, and therefore like her!
Her brain (that was conveniently not being used at the moment because lovesickness was taking over again) was most likely bashing itself against a wall.
She was snapped out of her reverie as her right hand reached out and found no dirty dishes.
"All done," Makoto said, giving no one in particular a sunny smile. She looked left to inspect Trowa's progress to find that he, also, had finished. "Thankyou." He nodded to her and then exited the kitchen, allowing her to put everything away alone.
"Checkmate," Ami said, moving her bishop.
"Well played," said Quatre with an angelic smile. "Do you want to play again?"
Ami considered the offer before nodding her head.
"I would love to," she said, returning his smile. Quatre and herself exchanged the defeated pieces from the last game. "So how was your morning, Quatre?" She asked as she began to set up her side of the board.
"Oh, nothing much, just homework."
"Next time, you could come into to town with us if you wanted to. I'd love it if you came."
"O…OK… Sure," Quatre said, blushing ever so slightly.
"Well what now? We've all ready played every board game in the house and there's nothing on TV," Minako whined as she turned the television off. Duo was trying his best to think of something they could do. He suddenly jumped to his feet, dashed out of the lounge room and ran up the stairs. "HEY! Wait for me, Duo!" Minako yelled as she sprinted up the stairs and went into his room. She spotted an arrangement of things scattered over the floor; boxers, manga, schoolbooks, shirts, his doona and pillow and a wide variety of trading cards. Duo was currently in the process of rummaging through his cupboard.
"Here it is!" He said gleefully, holding up two plastic guns and two odd, plastic, rectangular things with black straps hanging off it.
"Yes, there it is. But what is it?" Minako asked impatiently.
"It's 'Laser Fight' ((AN: I know that the real thing is called 'Laser Challenge' but I think it sounds silly)). I got it for a birthday ages ago," he said excitedly as he strapped the odd rectangle to his chest. "Here I'll do yours for you." He bounced over to her and strapped her in.
"OK. So how does it work?" Minako asked as he handed one of the plastic guns to her.
"First turn on your vest thingo and your gun," he said as he did just that, and odd, high-pitched swirly noises sounded as they were both turned on. Minako followed suit. "This is a gun," Duo said proudly, holding up his own.
"Thankyou, Captain Obvious." Duo took that as a compliment and smiled.
"I need to try and land five shots on you, and if I do, you die. Of course, after every three shots you have to reload." He then demonstrated reloading by pressing a button on the side of his weapon, another high-pitched noise emitting from the gun as he did so. "I'll show you what happens when you die." He shot himself thrice, reloaded the gun, and then shot himself another two times. A 'crashing' noise warbled out of the 'vest thingo' that signified that he had lost. "See, easy. Now let's play!"
"You're on!" Minako said, whipping out of the room and running downstairs, screaming excitedly.
Load 'pinging' noises were filtering into Usagi's room from downstairs and through the closed door. Heero grit his teeth. He had a memory of Wufei burning that game. The garbled crashing noise reached himself and the blonde haired girl sitting on him, evidently showing that someone had just triumphed. A spirited discussion ensued.
"No fair, you used the mirror, Minako!"
"You never said I wasn't allowed to! I won fair and square!"
"Another game!"
"Alright, but I'll beat you anyway!"
"Just try!" Duo said as he could be heard running up the stairs.
Duo ran Up the stairs as fast as he could, firing a few of his 'laser bullets' as he ducked behind the banister, then began firing again, forcing Minako to duck under a table.
"Come and get me!" He yelled as he ran around the corner and stood still briefly in the corridor. With a spurt of Genius, he moved to Usagi's room, opened the door (so violently it almost bounced back and hit him in the face) and fired two shots. And then his brain registered. Of course it then proceeded to go numb with shock. Two shots were fired from outside the room and Duo's vest made the warbling electronic 'defeat' sound.
"Hah! I win agai—" Minako looked in Usagi's room, and her actions were along similar lines. Pure shock.
Usagi. Heero. Lap. Sitting.
*******End chapter 2
Heh heh heh…. I wanted to do a cliffy… did I succeed or was it just plain stupid?
Anywho, I wanted to churn out this chapter quickly because of the wonderful reviews I got. I was touched. *goes off into her own world for a moment*
…*ahem*
ARGH! Stupid Heero! His character is just… so hard to keep in character! I'm trying to keep him as stoic, but then he's just boring… should I make him stoic and sarcastic, or would that be OOC? Help me reviewers, help me! Trowa's the same. Stupid Trowa. Sorry that I left Wufei out it's just that he's boring as hell without Duo tormenting him, and Duo was too busy playing with Minako and drinking milkshakes.
If any of you out there would like anything in particular to happen between these couples, just leave a review! I LOVE REVIEWS! I LOVE EVERYBODY!!!!