Disclaimer: YAY! Reviews!!! BTW, to answer some questions: Thanks for the
Sanq thing. I agree Canada DOES Rule! And I DARE TO MAKE TROWA GAY BECAUSE
I AM THE ALL-MIGHTY AUTHOR! MWAHAHA! The character is NOT an interpretation
of me WHATSOEVER, but she is my way of getting out my frustrations against
some characters. Plus, I'm kind of equal-opportunity (which is weird cause
I'm a guy!) and I've always viewed certain characters on Gundam (cough,
Relena, cough!) as too much like the classic perspective of a weak,
submissive woman. You will see later on that Areina is 110% FEMINIST!!!
But for now, CHAPTER 3!
The First Morning
Hiro woke up to the refreshing smell of hot chocolate - which was quite a surprise since Relena usually just poured out some orange juice for drinks, which he hated!
Slowly rising from bed, the messy-haired youth threw his covers onto the floor, revealing that he was wearing only his red and white striped boxers. He stepped toward the door begrudgingly, dreading the thought of seeing Relena and hearing her scolding him the first thing in the morning. Hiro turned to the clock, and mumbled angrily, "6:30?" Relena never usually got up this early, unless she was going to give Hiro a huge lesson on how to get home early.
Hiro hung his head as he shuffled into the kitchen like a snail and took a seat at the table. He put his head on the tabletop sleepily and waited for Relena's scolding. But instead of hearing her terrible nagging, Hiro only heard a soft humming of an old song. He remembered back to his history studies in his training, and recalled learning about and hearing some tunes. He thought back for a while, and suddenly remembered the name of this song. It was called "Hero," and some female singer had recorded it.
Hiro had no idea how Relena, or any of the others in the apartment, could have known this song, and he looked up to find that Relena wasn't the one singing it. In fact, Relena wasn't even there, but instead the new girl, Areina, was standing there making breakfast!
"Morning, Hiro," the green haired girl said with her back turned. Hiro stared curiously at the girl who was making breakfast so early in the morning.
"What are you making?" Hiro asked nonchalantly.
"Just some omelet's," she said as she checked the coffee percolator to see if the hot chocolate was ready yet. "Anyone else up?"
"No," Hiro responded dully. "But I can assure you that Relena will be up in a few minutes, scolding me for coming home late last night."
Areina chuckled politely. "You're quite the partier, aren't you, Hiro?"
"You could say that," Hiro said, and he smirked a little. "So, where are you from again?"
"Canada," Areina responded with a sense of pride.
"Why did you come here?" Hiro asked confusedly. "Canada's got twice as pretty scenery as the United States, and living here is definitely not easy."
"I'm just looking for work," Areina said as she shrugged.
"What kind of work could you possibly find here that you couldn't in Canada?"
"Well, I kind of," Areina began as she trailed off. She turned her head to Hiro, but seeing his piercing eyes stare her full in the face, blushed and frowned uncomfortably as she turned back to her omelets.
"Kind of what?" Hiro asked. "I won't laugh."
"I...well...I kind of want to be a singer," she blurted out shyly.
Hiro gave her a sarcastic look, and she didn't dare turn her face back around. "You really think you can be successful in America?"
Just as she was going to say something, Relena walked thru the door with a satisfactory smile on her face. "Oh, man, that smells great!" she gasped as she sniffed the air some more. Suddenly opening her eyes and blinking, she responded to herself, "But Duo won't like it."
Areina giggled and replied, "Trust me, he hasn't tried my omelets yet!"
"And what's so great about your omelets?" Hiro said sardonically.
"You'll see," Areina said mockingly.
- - -
Quatre and Trowa walked thru the kitchen door drowsily, both in their boxers. Quatre peered around the room to see Relena in her t-shirt that had the word "princess" on it and a pair of boxers that he had loaned her and Hiro in his boxers. To his surprise, he also saw the new girl at the stove, cooking a breakfast of omelets and hot chocolate. She was wearing a deep blue robe, and it was obvious that she had no underwear on underneath. Quatre was a bit embarrassed to be in only his underwear when a girl who had only a fraction of his money was wearing a robe.
He wafted the scent of the omelets, which smelled very good. He grinned, because he hadn't eaten a good omelet in a long time. He looked at Trowa, who seemed to like the smell as well.
Wufei, Duo and Hilde walked in after about five minutes. Areina had set the table, and she beamed broadly at all of them. "Breakfast is served."
- - -
Everyone gobbled down the delicious omelets. Everyone, that was, except for Duo, who grimaced at his plate. Wufei remembered how much Duo hated eggs, and nearly laughed out loud at the Canadian girl's innocent mistake.
"Go ahead, Duo," the green haired beauty said as she laughed at his cowardice. "It doesn't bite."
Duo reluctantly slipped a hand around the omelet, staring at it suspiciously. Everyone stared at him anxiously, waiting to see if Areina's omelets were as good as she claimed. The pony-tailed boy bit into the omelet, and munched thoughtfully, then stuck his tongue out in disgust.
Areina drooped when he did this. "This is disgusting!" Duo said as he took another bite. "It's awful!" He chomped again as he spoke.
Areina peered at him awkwardly as he devoured the omelet. "You don't have to eat it all."
"I know," Duo said, mouth full of omelet. Wufei smiled slyly, catching on to Duo's trick.
Everyone else stared curiously as he finished the omelet like a pig who hadn't eaten in weeks.
"More, please."
Everyone grinned at each other, and Areina laughed heartily as she dished out another helping of omelet.
- - -
It was 7:30, and Hilde was anxious to go to some clubs just as everyone came home after showing Areina around town.
"Let's go out," Hiro said, who, as always, wanted to find some booty, and FAST!
"I agree," Hilde said anxiously.
"No way," Relena said firmly. "You guys have got to stay home and help me with the chores!"
"Come on, Relena," Areina suggested to the surprise of the others. Why was little miss Betsy Crocker standing up for them? "Most of the chores are done. Besides, you could use a night on the town."
Relena looked doubtfully at Areina, and although she tried to argue with her, she realized there was nothing to put against the Canadian's notion. Relena shrugged, the others whooped, and Areina grinned.
"Put on your coats, everyone," Areina shouted over the noisy cheers. "We're going out!"
The First Morning
Hiro woke up to the refreshing smell of hot chocolate - which was quite a surprise since Relena usually just poured out some orange juice for drinks, which he hated!
Slowly rising from bed, the messy-haired youth threw his covers onto the floor, revealing that he was wearing only his red and white striped boxers. He stepped toward the door begrudgingly, dreading the thought of seeing Relena and hearing her scolding him the first thing in the morning. Hiro turned to the clock, and mumbled angrily, "6:30?" Relena never usually got up this early, unless she was going to give Hiro a huge lesson on how to get home early.
Hiro hung his head as he shuffled into the kitchen like a snail and took a seat at the table. He put his head on the tabletop sleepily and waited for Relena's scolding. But instead of hearing her terrible nagging, Hiro only heard a soft humming of an old song. He remembered back to his history studies in his training, and recalled learning about and hearing some tunes. He thought back for a while, and suddenly remembered the name of this song. It was called "Hero," and some female singer had recorded it.
Hiro had no idea how Relena, or any of the others in the apartment, could have known this song, and he looked up to find that Relena wasn't the one singing it. In fact, Relena wasn't even there, but instead the new girl, Areina, was standing there making breakfast!
"Morning, Hiro," the green haired girl said with her back turned. Hiro stared curiously at the girl who was making breakfast so early in the morning.
"What are you making?" Hiro asked nonchalantly.
"Just some omelet's," she said as she checked the coffee percolator to see if the hot chocolate was ready yet. "Anyone else up?"
"No," Hiro responded dully. "But I can assure you that Relena will be up in a few minutes, scolding me for coming home late last night."
Areina chuckled politely. "You're quite the partier, aren't you, Hiro?"
"You could say that," Hiro said, and he smirked a little. "So, where are you from again?"
"Canada," Areina responded with a sense of pride.
"Why did you come here?" Hiro asked confusedly. "Canada's got twice as pretty scenery as the United States, and living here is definitely not easy."
"I'm just looking for work," Areina said as she shrugged.
"What kind of work could you possibly find here that you couldn't in Canada?"
"Well, I kind of," Areina began as she trailed off. She turned her head to Hiro, but seeing his piercing eyes stare her full in the face, blushed and frowned uncomfortably as she turned back to her omelets.
"Kind of what?" Hiro asked. "I won't laugh."
"I...well...I kind of want to be a singer," she blurted out shyly.
Hiro gave her a sarcastic look, and she didn't dare turn her face back around. "You really think you can be successful in America?"
Just as she was going to say something, Relena walked thru the door with a satisfactory smile on her face. "Oh, man, that smells great!" she gasped as she sniffed the air some more. Suddenly opening her eyes and blinking, she responded to herself, "But Duo won't like it."
Areina giggled and replied, "Trust me, he hasn't tried my omelets yet!"
"And what's so great about your omelets?" Hiro said sardonically.
"You'll see," Areina said mockingly.
- - -
Quatre and Trowa walked thru the kitchen door drowsily, both in their boxers. Quatre peered around the room to see Relena in her t-shirt that had the word "princess" on it and a pair of boxers that he had loaned her and Hiro in his boxers. To his surprise, he also saw the new girl at the stove, cooking a breakfast of omelets and hot chocolate. She was wearing a deep blue robe, and it was obvious that she had no underwear on underneath. Quatre was a bit embarrassed to be in only his underwear when a girl who had only a fraction of his money was wearing a robe.
He wafted the scent of the omelets, which smelled very good. He grinned, because he hadn't eaten a good omelet in a long time. He looked at Trowa, who seemed to like the smell as well.
Wufei, Duo and Hilde walked in after about five minutes. Areina had set the table, and she beamed broadly at all of them. "Breakfast is served."
- - -
Everyone gobbled down the delicious omelets. Everyone, that was, except for Duo, who grimaced at his plate. Wufei remembered how much Duo hated eggs, and nearly laughed out loud at the Canadian girl's innocent mistake.
"Go ahead, Duo," the green haired beauty said as she laughed at his cowardice. "It doesn't bite."
Duo reluctantly slipped a hand around the omelet, staring at it suspiciously. Everyone stared at him anxiously, waiting to see if Areina's omelets were as good as she claimed. The pony-tailed boy bit into the omelet, and munched thoughtfully, then stuck his tongue out in disgust.
Areina drooped when he did this. "This is disgusting!" Duo said as he took another bite. "It's awful!" He chomped again as he spoke.
Areina peered at him awkwardly as he devoured the omelet. "You don't have to eat it all."
"I know," Duo said, mouth full of omelet. Wufei smiled slyly, catching on to Duo's trick.
Everyone else stared curiously as he finished the omelet like a pig who hadn't eaten in weeks.
"More, please."
Everyone grinned at each other, and Areina laughed heartily as she dished out another helping of omelet.
- - -
It was 7:30, and Hilde was anxious to go to some clubs just as everyone came home after showing Areina around town.
"Let's go out," Hiro said, who, as always, wanted to find some booty, and FAST!
"I agree," Hilde said anxiously.
"No way," Relena said firmly. "You guys have got to stay home and help me with the chores!"
"Come on, Relena," Areina suggested to the surprise of the others. Why was little miss Betsy Crocker standing up for them? "Most of the chores are done. Besides, you could use a night on the town."
Relena looked doubtfully at Areina, and although she tried to argue with her, she realized there was nothing to put against the Canadian's notion. Relena shrugged, the others whooped, and Areina grinned.
"Put on your coats, everyone," Areina shouted over the noisy cheers. "We're going out!"
