Makura part four
By: Shinigami Maxwell
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Disclaimer: Gundam Wing, and all the characters belong to whoever the hell they belong to.
... thoughts
~....~ Shinigami
Author's Note: In this story Duo is both Duo and Shinigami. This is a side story for the wonderful story by Madamhydra called Maxwell's Demon. It happens before Maxwell's Demon and is when Duo and Heero finally admit their feelings for each other. If you haven't figured out by now this is a Shounen Ai fiction between Heero and Duo. So have fun!
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"Duo!" Heero shout as he shook the said boy. "Can we go to the mall to day? Please?" A small almost inaudible "Huh?" was heard from beneth the sheets as Duo slowly awoke from a VERY pleasent
dream. "Quatre said that it was ok!"
"Ok to what?" Duo said as he finally woke up.
"Ok to go to the mall, baka!" Heero said as he pulled on Duo's braid.
"ITAI! Hey, Heero!" The Deathscythe pilot said, now fully awake.
"Yes, Duo" Heero said putting an innocent looking face on. Duo shuddered.
No! This has got to be a dream!
~Sorry buddy, but I think that this is the real world.~
Great.
As he was having this conversation in his head, the once perfect and very expressionless soldier looked around the room and picked up the brush on Duo's dresser.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing with that?" The long haired one exclaimed, jumping out of bed and lunging for the brush. Neatly sidestepping the flying Gundam pilot, Heero watched as Duo hit the ground to his immediate left. "Nothing." Heero said answering Duo's eariler question.
"Hey!" Said the braided baka as he stuggled to his feet and launched himself at Heero once again. Dodging every one of Duo's attacks, the braided pilot didn't even touch Heero once. Looking serious for the first time since the mission, Heero helped the flailing boy to his feet.
"Let me brush your hair." Heero said softly.
Duo just stood there no longer trying to retrieve his brush from the other pilot. Thinking he had heard him wrong he said the first thing that came to his head. "What?"
"Let me brush your hair...please...?" Heero repeated again looking down at the floor.
"Alright.." Duo said carefully, watching to see if Heero was just joking with him...now that he could.
Pointing to a chair nearby Heero made a motion to him clearly telling Duo that he should sit down. Sitting in the chair with his hair unbound, the long tresses nearly reached the floor. With gentleness and expertise that Heero should have never possessed, he untangled the mass of hair and braided it in no time and both were quite dissappointed when Heero finally finished.
"Now, where was it that you wanted to go?" Duo asked softly, not eager to break the spell that had been cast over the room.
"The mall." Heero whispered just as softly.
"Alright." Came the reply.
Reluctantly, they both got up and headed down stairs.
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Sitting across from the blond pilot, Trowa watched him with a slightly concerned face...of course only those who knew him well enough would be able to notice it. Quatre just sat there holding his coffee and staring off into nothing, He was thinking about what they should do now that Oz was on to them. And about two other pilots.
"Quatre? Daijoubu ka?" Trowa asked softly, not used to being the one to start a conversation.
"Huh?" Quatre asked intelligently, snapping out of his thoughts. "What was that, Trowa?" Quatre said with a bright smile.
"Are you ok?"
"Hai. Just thinking."
"About?" Trowa siad totally out of charater. He didn't usually carry on a conversation with someone for too long.But Quatre didn't notice. He just smiled and said,"I'm worried."
"About Duo?" Trowa said softly.
"Frankly, about both Duo and Heero. I mean...Heero asked if he and Duo could go to the mall today!"
"..." Trowa looked a little disturbed. "What did you say?"
"Well...I said that it was ok, because if I said no he would ask why and I don't want to have to explain all of this myself."
A nod was all Quatre recived as the lapsed into silence once more.
"Ohayo Gozaimasu!" Heero greeted them as he walked in with a big smile.
Both Quatre and Trowa just sat there and blinked as Heero went straight for the coffee. Duo stroled in barely seconds later and greeted them in the same fashion as Heero had only this time his greeting was returned from both Heero and Quatre.
"So...I heard that you guys are going to the mall." Quatre said trying to relieve the tension that was thick in the atmosphere of the room. The only one who was oblivious to it was Heero.
"Yup! I think I need some new clothes...the tanktop and spandex are much too monotonous. Why did I even wear them in the first place? Talk about bad fashion! I'm surprised the fashion police hasn't picked me up yet for permanetly blinding everyone with an eye for style!"
The pilots just blinked at him as they were drinking their coffee.
"Um....yeah.... Let's go, Heero." Duo said. Quickly getting up and dragging the unresisting pilot to the door. Waving they dissappeared out the door.
Once they had left, Trowa and Quatre just looked at each other for awhile. "Ya know it's interesting seeing Heero act like Duo. Do you think now Duo will be a little less....annoying after this."
Trowa just nodded, a small smile lighting his face.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Author's note: Short and pointless I know. Sorry about how long it took to get this up. And I am still working on War's Reflection, which at this point is nowhere near done. I'll start on the next chapter immediately. Ja Na!
By: Shinigami Maxwell
~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing, and all the characters belong to whoever the hell they belong to.
... thoughts
~....~ Shinigami
Author's Note: In this story Duo is both Duo and Shinigami. This is a side story for the wonderful story by Madamhydra called Maxwell's Demon. It happens before Maxwell's Demon and is when Duo and Heero finally admit their feelings for each other. If you haven't figured out by now this is a Shounen Ai fiction between Heero and Duo. So have fun!
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"Duo!" Heero shout as he shook the said boy. "Can we go to the mall to day? Please?" A small almost inaudible "Huh?" was heard from beneth the sheets as Duo slowly awoke from a VERY pleasent
dream. "Quatre said that it was ok!"
"Ok to what?" Duo said as he finally woke up.
"Ok to go to the mall, baka!" Heero said as he pulled on Duo's braid.
"ITAI! Hey, Heero!" The Deathscythe pilot said, now fully awake.
"Yes, Duo" Heero said putting an innocent looking face on. Duo shuddered.
No! This has got to be a dream!
~Sorry buddy, but I think that this is the real world.~
Great.
As he was having this conversation in his head, the once perfect and very expressionless soldier looked around the room and picked up the brush on Duo's dresser.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing with that?" The long haired one exclaimed, jumping out of bed and lunging for the brush. Neatly sidestepping the flying Gundam pilot, Heero watched as Duo hit the ground to his immediate left. "Nothing." Heero said answering Duo's eariler question.
"Hey!" Said the braided baka as he stuggled to his feet and launched himself at Heero once again. Dodging every one of Duo's attacks, the braided pilot didn't even touch Heero once. Looking serious for the first time since the mission, Heero helped the flailing boy to his feet.
"Let me brush your hair." Heero said softly.
Duo just stood there no longer trying to retrieve his brush from the other pilot. Thinking he had heard him wrong he said the first thing that came to his head. "What?"
"Let me brush your hair...please...?" Heero repeated again looking down at the floor.
"Alright.." Duo said carefully, watching to see if Heero was just joking with him...now that he could.
Pointing to a chair nearby Heero made a motion to him clearly telling Duo that he should sit down. Sitting in the chair with his hair unbound, the long tresses nearly reached the floor. With gentleness and expertise that Heero should have never possessed, he untangled the mass of hair and braided it in no time and both were quite dissappointed when Heero finally finished.
"Now, where was it that you wanted to go?" Duo asked softly, not eager to break the spell that had been cast over the room.
"The mall." Heero whispered just as softly.
"Alright." Came the reply.
Reluctantly, they both got up and headed down stairs.
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Sitting across from the blond pilot, Trowa watched him with a slightly concerned face...of course only those who knew him well enough would be able to notice it. Quatre just sat there holding his coffee and staring off into nothing, He was thinking about what they should do now that Oz was on to them. And about two other pilots.
"Quatre? Daijoubu ka?" Trowa asked softly, not used to being the one to start a conversation.
"Huh?" Quatre asked intelligently, snapping out of his thoughts. "What was that, Trowa?" Quatre said with a bright smile.
"Are you ok?"
"Hai. Just thinking."
"About?" Trowa siad totally out of charater. He didn't usually carry on a conversation with someone for too long.But Quatre didn't notice. He just smiled and said,"I'm worried."
"About Duo?" Trowa said softly.
"Frankly, about both Duo and Heero. I mean...Heero asked if he and Duo could go to the mall today!"
"..." Trowa looked a little disturbed. "What did you say?"
"Well...I said that it was ok, because if I said no he would ask why and I don't want to have to explain all of this myself."
A nod was all Quatre recived as the lapsed into silence once more.
"Ohayo Gozaimasu!" Heero greeted them as he walked in with a big smile.
Both Quatre and Trowa just sat there and blinked as Heero went straight for the coffee. Duo stroled in barely seconds later and greeted them in the same fashion as Heero had only this time his greeting was returned from both Heero and Quatre.
"So...I heard that you guys are going to the mall." Quatre said trying to relieve the tension that was thick in the atmosphere of the room. The only one who was oblivious to it was Heero.
"Yup! I think I need some new clothes...the tanktop and spandex are much too monotonous. Why did I even wear them in the first place? Talk about bad fashion! I'm surprised the fashion police hasn't picked me up yet for permanetly blinding everyone with an eye for style!"
The pilots just blinked at him as they were drinking their coffee.
"Um....yeah.... Let's go, Heero." Duo said. Quickly getting up and dragging the unresisting pilot to the door. Waving they dissappeared out the door.
Once they had left, Trowa and Quatre just looked at each other for awhile. "Ya know it's interesting seeing Heero act like Duo. Do you think now Duo will be a little less....annoying after this."
Trowa just nodded, a small smile lighting his face.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Author's note: Short and pointless I know. Sorry about how long it took to get this up. And I am still working on War's Reflection, which at this point is nowhere near done. I'll start on the next chapter immediately. Ja Na!