Title: Unfinished Business
Pairings: 1x3, 4x6, 2x5
Warning: Seriously LONG fic. AU, Shounen ai [I can't write lemon], In progress! Anymore? Tell me I will add them in okay?
- I don't own any of the characters from Gundam Wing in here!
CHAPTER 3 How they began – Part 2
Audition Day 1
Duo scratched the last name of the audits dramatically. Heero's face was buried in his hands. Quatre was just recovering from shock, he had never heard such bad playing, singing dancing, whatever.
Audition Day 2
Please Read the Above.
Audition Day 3
Please Read the Above. With added fact that, there were a few cans of beer lying around.
Audition Day 4
"I swear, Duo, if we don't find any one today. You will never see the lights of tomorrow." Heero threatened.
"Relax!" Duo squeaked holding his hands up, like the action of surrendering.
"Yeah, we only have five people to audit today," Quatre said coming back from fixing the instruments.
"Yeah!" Duo cried, picking up the list. "Let's see. Randy, Dante, Jude, Trent and… Zechs-" Quatre promptly dropped the drumsticks he was holding. Duo and Heero turned to stare at a tomato Quatre. Heero's right eyebrow rose.
"Are you alright?" Duo asked. Quatre turned red even more as he scrambled to pick the fallen drumsticks. Heero's eyebrow raised even more.
"Something about Zechs?" Heero said coyly. Quatre gasped and turned away.
"N… no!"
"Who's Zechs?" Duo shouted to Heero.
"Some really handsome guy, star of the basketball team. Good grades. Idol of every girl in this school."
"You really do your homework, Heero." Duo commented. "You got the hoots for him, Quatre?" Duo asked walking over to Quatre to take the drumsticks which Quatre had been squeezing till his knuckles were white. "Do… You…? EH… EMPH… LET GO! QUATRE!" Duo yelled.
"Oh sorry!" Quatre cried relinquishing his hold on the sticks and Duo placed them beside the drums, which were not necessary, drummers usually brought their own sticks. Quatre moved to sit behind the table prepared by Heero.
"You haven't answered Duo yet." Heero pointed out. Quatre flushed again. After some hesitation. Quatre nodded.
"Don't have to be so worried that we would be grossed out, Q-man. Heero and I swing both ways." Quatre looked up, at Duo then at Heero, then back at Duo.
"Are… you… two…? I would have… never " Quatre looked blank for a moment.
Both Duo and Heero looked at each other, the pointed a finger at each other. Then burst out laughing.
"I… you… me… he…!" Duo was rolling on the floor. Quatre looked up.
"But you two! You mean you guys aren't!" Quatre yelled.
"No way! Friends nothing more! We know too much about each other. It would be like loving a brother or something like that." Duo reasoned.
Much later
"Thank you Trent, we will call you if we decide to have you." Duo said breathing a sigh of relief as he slumped down in his chair.
"Guys, all the audits today are drummers, we do not have a bassist yet." All three boys took a minute to digest the bit of information.
"That's okay, I can be the bassist. That is if we can get a drummer first. Quatre, why don't you bring Zechs in for us?"
"But-" Suddenly Duo was very interested in the papers in front of him and Heero promptly began to drink his neglected packet drink. "GRRRRRRRRRRR!" Quatre squashed fears got up and went to fetch Zechs.
Walking bravely towards the door, Quatre threw it open. When he saw Zechs sitting solemnly, a lump of ridiculous proportions formed in his throat. Oh God. Zechs was SO handsome! It's little wonder why every girl was after him.
"Z… Zechs? It is your turn now." Quatre called out. Zechs snapped out of his daydream and glanced at Quatre. Zechs got up and stalked over to Quatre walked pass him without even giving him a second glance. Quatre's heart broke into millions and millions of itsy-bitsy pieces as he stood at the door in shock. Snapping out of his brief astonishment, Quatre made his way back to the desk, sitting down a bit mechanically. Heero glared at Zechs while Duo gave Quatre worried glances. Quatre did not have time to pick up the pieces of his heart yet, he'd have to wait till later. Quatre waved his hand signaling Zechs to begin his drum solo.
From the beginning till the end, Zechs was in time when playing. He showed off his skills, he was fast, he's hands flew all over the drums, he was SO into it, like he lost himself in playing, he was good. He was SO handsome sitting there, shutting his eyes feeling the beat. Quatre couldn't help but notice, the way his muscles flexed under his slightly tight maroon cotton shirt, the way his long platinum blond hair moved with him, the way he… ARGH! Quatre was in agony! Zechs did not even acknowledge him back at the door! Not even a smile, a nod, nothing! Anything would have been fine for Quatre, but Zechs gave nothing! Quatre just wanted to bury his head and lick is wounds.
"T… Thank you, Zechs. Wow, you have skills." Duo exclaimed.
Zechs gave a smirk. "Thank you. I hope I make it to the band."
"I think you just did…" Heero mumbled. He too was blown away by Zechs' performance.
"Okay, Zechs we will give you a call later to inform you if you made it or not." Duo debriefed. Zechs left the club.
"Are you alright?" a worried Heero asked a heartbroken Quatre. Duo came round and surrounded Quatre, who gave a tiny nod, hesitated then shook his head.
"What's wrong?"
"He totally ignored me back there."
"Know something Quatre? We don't actually have Zechs' number, you gotta find him and tell him if he joins us or not." Quatre looked at Duo and question marks began flying out of nowhere.
"What dumbo Duo is trying to say here is. Zechs made it. We would like him to join him. But we do not want him in the band if you don't. So if you tell Zechs that *you* don't want him, we accept and if you tell him you do, we accept too." Heero explained. Quatre looked like he was going to pass out. Both of them gave him a heavy responsibility. If Zechs was allowed on the band, they may materialize, if not they would be nothing. Hero and Duo packed up and left Quatre to think.
Pairings: 1x3, 4x6, 2x5
Warning: Seriously LONG fic. AU, Shounen ai [I can't write lemon], In progress! Anymore? Tell me I will add them in okay?
- I don't own any of the characters from Gundam Wing in here!
CHAPTER 3 How they began – Part 2
Audition Day 1
Duo scratched the last name of the audits dramatically. Heero's face was buried in his hands. Quatre was just recovering from shock, he had never heard such bad playing, singing dancing, whatever.
Audition Day 2
Please Read the Above.
Audition Day 3
Please Read the Above. With added fact that, there were a few cans of beer lying around.
Audition Day 4
"I swear, Duo, if we don't find any one today. You will never see the lights of tomorrow." Heero threatened.
"Relax!" Duo squeaked holding his hands up, like the action of surrendering.
"Yeah, we only have five people to audit today," Quatre said coming back from fixing the instruments.
"Yeah!" Duo cried, picking up the list. "Let's see. Randy, Dante, Jude, Trent and… Zechs-" Quatre promptly dropped the drumsticks he was holding. Duo and Heero turned to stare at a tomato Quatre. Heero's right eyebrow rose.
"Are you alright?" Duo asked. Quatre turned red even more as he scrambled to pick the fallen drumsticks. Heero's eyebrow raised even more.
"Something about Zechs?" Heero said coyly. Quatre gasped and turned away.
"N… no!"
"Who's Zechs?" Duo shouted to Heero.
"Some really handsome guy, star of the basketball team. Good grades. Idol of every girl in this school."
"You really do your homework, Heero." Duo commented. "You got the hoots for him, Quatre?" Duo asked walking over to Quatre to take the drumsticks which Quatre had been squeezing till his knuckles were white. "Do… You…? EH… EMPH… LET GO! QUATRE!" Duo yelled.
"Oh sorry!" Quatre cried relinquishing his hold on the sticks and Duo placed them beside the drums, which were not necessary, drummers usually brought their own sticks. Quatre moved to sit behind the table prepared by Heero.
"You haven't answered Duo yet." Heero pointed out. Quatre flushed again. After some hesitation. Quatre nodded.
"Don't have to be so worried that we would be grossed out, Q-man. Heero and I swing both ways." Quatre looked up, at Duo then at Heero, then back at Duo.
"Are… you… two…? I would have… never " Quatre looked blank for a moment.
Both Duo and Heero looked at each other, the pointed a finger at each other. Then burst out laughing.
"I… you… me… he…!" Duo was rolling on the floor. Quatre looked up.
"But you two! You mean you guys aren't!" Quatre yelled.
"No way! Friends nothing more! We know too much about each other. It would be like loving a brother or something like that." Duo reasoned.
Much later
"Thank you Trent, we will call you if we decide to have you." Duo said breathing a sigh of relief as he slumped down in his chair.
"Guys, all the audits today are drummers, we do not have a bassist yet." All three boys took a minute to digest the bit of information.
"That's okay, I can be the bassist. That is if we can get a drummer first. Quatre, why don't you bring Zechs in for us?"
"But-" Suddenly Duo was very interested in the papers in front of him and Heero promptly began to drink his neglected packet drink. "GRRRRRRRRRRR!" Quatre squashed fears got up and went to fetch Zechs.
Walking bravely towards the door, Quatre threw it open. When he saw Zechs sitting solemnly, a lump of ridiculous proportions formed in his throat. Oh God. Zechs was SO handsome! It's little wonder why every girl was after him.
"Z… Zechs? It is your turn now." Quatre called out. Zechs snapped out of his daydream and glanced at Quatre. Zechs got up and stalked over to Quatre walked pass him without even giving him a second glance. Quatre's heart broke into millions and millions of itsy-bitsy pieces as he stood at the door in shock. Snapping out of his brief astonishment, Quatre made his way back to the desk, sitting down a bit mechanically. Heero glared at Zechs while Duo gave Quatre worried glances. Quatre did not have time to pick up the pieces of his heart yet, he'd have to wait till later. Quatre waved his hand signaling Zechs to begin his drum solo.
From the beginning till the end, Zechs was in time when playing. He showed off his skills, he was fast, he's hands flew all over the drums, he was SO into it, like he lost himself in playing, he was good. He was SO handsome sitting there, shutting his eyes feeling the beat. Quatre couldn't help but notice, the way his muscles flexed under his slightly tight maroon cotton shirt, the way his long platinum blond hair moved with him, the way he… ARGH! Quatre was in agony! Zechs did not even acknowledge him back at the door! Not even a smile, a nod, nothing! Anything would have been fine for Quatre, but Zechs gave nothing! Quatre just wanted to bury his head and lick is wounds.
"T… Thank you, Zechs. Wow, you have skills." Duo exclaimed.
Zechs gave a smirk. "Thank you. I hope I make it to the band."
"I think you just did…" Heero mumbled. He too was blown away by Zechs' performance.
"Okay, Zechs we will give you a call later to inform you if you made it or not." Duo debriefed. Zechs left the club.
"Are you alright?" a worried Heero asked a heartbroken Quatre. Duo came round and surrounded Quatre, who gave a tiny nod, hesitated then shook his head.
"What's wrong?"
"He totally ignored me back there."
"Know something Quatre? We don't actually have Zechs' number, you gotta find him and tell him if he joins us or not." Quatre looked at Duo and question marks began flying out of nowhere.
"What dumbo Duo is trying to say here is. Zechs made it. We would like him to join him. But we do not want him in the band if you don't. So if you tell Zechs that *you* don't want him, we accept and if you tell him you do, we accept too." Heero explained. Quatre looked like he was going to pass out. Both of them gave him a heavy responsibility. If Zechs was allowed on the band, they may materialize, if not they would be nothing. Hero and Duo packed up and left Quatre to think.