Ahem * I am berry pleased with the reviews I got * grin * I hope you'll all
like this story till the end. It's hard to write and.well. LIKE what I'm
writing. Ta me everything is really corny and hackneyed, like the last
section. That was SO far from funny for me. But when I let my proofreader,
Maiku, go over it he liked it a lot and told me not to change anything @@.
So naturally I listen to him ^^. Better judgment has he!
P.S. Just a quick note. There is no real life reference in this story. I've never been abused or anything. Sorry I didn't mean to make the descriptions too intense like in the angst chapters. I'm only saying this cause one of my friend read part of the story and asked how I came up with some of the gory descriptions. Don't worry they're all from my head ^^- There is a little truth in every bit of writing, but not in that. Hehehe.
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Duo: * stomach growls * hmmm. It speaks.
Aya: *hands Duo carton of ice cream * eat. Chubby Duo is a happy Duo.
Duo: SCORE! CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE DOUGH!
~~
Life aint no bowl of cherries.
~~
"Ne, Duo. open the door." Ayame was being consumed by a heap of heavy, brown paper grocery bags as she watched the long brown braid in front of her pendulum pensively.
"Where DID I put the key.maybe I forgot it." Duo scratched his head.
"My arrrrrrrms.DUO." The strained words came out.
"Back pockets.nope."
"Errr." a shaky growl came from the back of her throat as Ayame pushed her toes under the door mat and flipped it up revealing the item Duo was searching for.
Grinning, he bent down and picked up the dirt-dusted key, "HEY! There it is! Nice job Aya-chan.uh.Aya-chan? ." Duo glanced over his shoulder nervously only to find two feet sticking out from under a mound of bags, "you coulda asked for help ya know.heh.heh."
~~
"Thankyou so much." Quatre seemed more than pleased to worship the ground both Ayame and Duo walked on after they had bought home what he had asked for. Everyone else was in shock that the braided American came home with groceries, unlike last time when he bought back a box of half-eaten fudgie ding-a-lings instead of "nourishing provisions" as Heero put it.
"It's no problem Quatre-chan!" Ayame's grin resembled more of Duo's each time, "And.twenty dollars change too." Quatre pocketed the crinkled bill handed to him.
Duo made off to the kitchen where he unceremoniously tore through ten of the fifteen bags in search for his "cherry flavored condiments" that he accidentally bagged in the mad rush to shove every food item into the least amount of paper bags manageable.
"Where.where.where.HERE! HAHA!" With a few shifty glances around the empty kitchen area, he pocketed the box and made off with it.
"At least this is one thing to look forward too. Stupid party. Can't we all just go to a bar and get drunk like EVERYONE else? Underage shmundgerage."
"What are you babbling about now, Maxwell? No matter how much complaining you have about the party, Quatre expects you to be there." Heero was leaning on the doorframe between the hallway and his room just in earshot of Duo's stream of complaints. But then again the whole house was in earshot of Duo's voice.
The Demon merely grinned, "Tell me, is that position really comfortable cause I've leaned on many walls in my time and I haven't found it very soothing on the spine."
"Hn.lets just say it's more comfortable than listening to your drivel."
"That hurts Heero, that really does." Duo smacked a closed fist on his chest and dramatically sniffled and proceeded to wipe invisible tears from under his eyes. The Japanese pilot could only scoff and roll his eyes. "We're like BROTHERS-!"
"Don't even joke like that if I was ever related to you in ANY way I would promptly put a bullet through my head." Came the monotoned reply.
"AWWWWWWW HEE-CHAN!" Shinigami slung an arm around the annoyed neck, "Deep down I know you love me-!"
"What's this." Heero's hand plucked with ease the box from Duo's pocket he so hoped to conceal from everyone else. Prussian blue eyes ran over each line of print, as a smirk grew wider and wider.
"HEY!" Duo made a full-bodied lunge towards the box only to be greeted with a mouth full of floor rug.
Heero stepped on the end of the chestnut braid, effectively keeping poor Duo pinned down. "Planning something special with Ayame tonight? Hn. Maybe that's why you're reluctant to come to the party, ne?" his voice mused.
Duo was out of breath, still trying to free himself from the hold the instep of the socked foot had on his beloved hair. "HEY! NONE OF YOUR BUISNESS!"
"If you're going to be keeping me up all night I believe it is." he tossed the box haphazardly onto the laid out pilot and released him from the foothold.
~~
Slowly but surely, guests began to arrive t o the boys' abode.
First, of course, came Relena Peacecraft. Know to be the Queen of punctuality. She promptly attached herself to the ever-silent Heero, who tried his to shake her off with the best set of tactics he could.
Hilde and Sally arrived together. Two people Duo wouldn't mind chatting with for a little.
A few minutes after, Dorothy.
::If I cling to Ayame, she'll think I got married and leave me alone.::
"MAXWELL!"
Duo jumped out of his skin. "What the hell do you want Wufei?! GEZZUS I'M TWO FRIGGEN FEET INFRONT OF YOU!!!"
"Please control your mouth. I would like to introduce to you the only living relative I have left, my sister, Rei." Wufei's hands glided gracefully in the air directing the American's vision to his side where, strangely, no one stood.
"Er.ah.Wu, either she kicked the bucket at the doorstep or you've been cross dressing so often you're beginning to believe that's your sister lookin' back at you in the mirror."
"What are y-." The empty spot seemed to flash 'Duh asshole' at him repeatedly, "REI WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" His cold black eyes scanned the room for a few seconds, then widened, leading him to a young girl, about Duo's age, maybe a bit younger with long ebony hair down her back, who DID resemble Wufei a lot, and for good reasons.
"Here, Maxwell, is my younger sibling."
"Yo!" The young woman replied between chews on a cheese cracker.
"Hey, have we met before?" Duo squinted at her.
"People say that about me all the time." Rei grinned dumbly.
::Thank GOD she's not like her stick-up-the-ass brother.::
Wufei shook his head in shame and mumbled something about "weak women" before retreating to a group of other guests.
"Duo!" Ayame trotted up happily and pecked his cheek, "er.ah.." Aya waved nervously at the dark haired girl "h-hi!". Shinigami blinked. "Can I talk to you, Duo-chan?"
"Sure! I'll be right back." he assured Rei who merely shrugged and returned to her eating fest.
"Do you KNOW who that is, baka!"
"Yeah, Wufei's kid sister, she ain't half bad looking either."
"Think.Water Sprinklers.Super market."
Shinigami flicked his eyes over to the food table and suddenly the mental enigma pieced itself together. "OH! THAT'S THE DORK WE SOAKED!"
Ayame let out mischievous smile, "Yup, yup! Small world ne?"
"Should we mention it?"
"Maybe later."
Duo let those words stir. Later entailed many things for him on this particular day. Yummy later number one was what he planned with Aya-chan.
::Better not think of that too much. Pants are tight and people aren't here to see Maxwell tower being * ahem * erected.::
"Oh! Cheese doodles!" And with those soul-stirring words, the demonic one flocked over to the food table, accompanying Rei-san.
Rei-Rei picked at the food, Duo noted, her vivid facial expressions somewhat disturbing.
"Ew!" She squealed, poking her red-painted fingernail at the shriveled up apricot, "what the hell is that!?"
Shinigami's violet eyes glared evilly at the bowl.
"Old people's balls."
~~
Duo barely noticed the arrival of another few guests. Zechs and Noin, who arrived late because of a previous engagement, eagerly drank themselves silly as soon as they set foot through the door.
::Heh.looks like a good idea.::
"Aye, Quat! You think we could play a little game?" Shinigami asked in all innocence.
The small blonde retorted with a lopsided smile, "Sure why not. I think many of the guests are getting bored."
Duo corralled the mob of people over into a circle around a table with twelve empty shot glasses on it. Confused but intrigued, everyone took a seat.
"What's up Duo?" Hilde plopped down on the couch to the left of him.
"Just a game of 'I've never'. Er.ah.anyone ever play before?"
The consensus came as no. What more could he have expected from a bunch of sheltered people. Heero and Trowa, of course, knew how to play. They drank as much as he did.
"Okay, well, the object of the game is to stay sober enough to continue. If you black out or get nauseous and hafta run to the bathroom to hurl, you lose. One person'll say something they've never done before and if you've done it " he picked up a shot glass, "You drink! Simple ne?"
After a few uneasy murmurs from the light drinkers of the group, Duo tossed the extra blue tinted shot glass to the monotone Japanese across from him.
"You start Heero."
"Hn."
~~
Heero to Relena to Quatre to Dorothy.
Duo slammed down a shot during every one of their turns. The statements started out broad, but as the game would progress, the drunker they would get, the funnier it would get.
The glass was passed on to Ayame. She sat there fingering it before she looked up with a smile.
"I've never had sex before."
Everyone, with the exception of Ayame .and Duo.reached for a glass and took a drink. By the looks on their faces and the general direction they were staring in, they expected the braided baka to take down a few dozen shots.
"Here." Hilde shoved a shot glass at him, "I poured one for you."
"I dun needa drink."
Trowa choked on the drink, pinching his nose to keep the liquid from coming out. Wufei almost dropped the small glass that was touching his lips. Even Quatre, who was still shyly holding a drink, stopped and went paler than any Arabian Duo had ever seen.
Ayame blinked at him.
"Duo..Maxwell.you're a.Virgin?!" Dorothy's eye twitched, mind trying to process what her mouth had said.
"Put it that way and it makes me sound like I have a disease. So I haven't gotten around to getting laid yet. You all HAVE?"
Uneasy glances were cast from one person to another.
Relena blushed hard glancing over into Heero's cold prussian looked with embarrassment at his feet. Quatre meekly looked to the double brow woman seated next to him. Hilde's eyes flicked at Trowa. Through Wufei's hard look broke a tinge of embarrassment at Sally's wide grin.
Rei-chan crossed her arms and sat up proudly "I'M MARRIED! I HAVE GOOD A GOOD REASON FOR NOT BEING A VIRGIN!"
Her brother grumbled. "Damn that Kake." He received a sharp blow on his head with a shot glass.
"How dare you talk badly of your sister's husband!"
Quatre snapped like the little rubber band he was. ".THE ONLY REASON I DID ANYTHING WITH DOROTHY WAS BECAUSE I WAS TRYING TO COMPETE WITH YOU, DUO!"
".Wow.I'm flattered!" He grinned back at Quatre.
Wufei grimaced. "So all those times you came home the morning after a date.you did nothing?"
"Scouts honor!"
"Let's just keep playing then." The wing pilot looked as if he was having a hernia, then again so were the rest of the guests who sat around the table, each glance back to one specific person and then murmuring something under their breaths, while blushing feverishly.
~~
Uh.stupid? Boring? Yeah .I tried.DARN IT!
P.S. Just a quick note. There is no real life reference in this story. I've never been abused or anything. Sorry I didn't mean to make the descriptions too intense like in the angst chapters. I'm only saying this cause one of my friend read part of the story and asked how I came up with some of the gory descriptions. Don't worry they're all from my head ^^- There is a little truth in every bit of writing, but not in that. Hehehe.
~~
Duo: * stomach growls * hmmm. It speaks.
Aya: *hands Duo carton of ice cream * eat. Chubby Duo is a happy Duo.
Duo: SCORE! CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE DOUGH!
~~
Life aint no bowl of cherries.
~~
"Ne, Duo. open the door." Ayame was being consumed by a heap of heavy, brown paper grocery bags as she watched the long brown braid in front of her pendulum pensively.
"Where DID I put the key.maybe I forgot it." Duo scratched his head.
"My arrrrrrrms.DUO." The strained words came out.
"Back pockets.nope."
"Errr." a shaky growl came from the back of her throat as Ayame pushed her toes under the door mat and flipped it up revealing the item Duo was searching for.
Grinning, he bent down and picked up the dirt-dusted key, "HEY! There it is! Nice job Aya-chan.uh.Aya-chan? ." Duo glanced over his shoulder nervously only to find two feet sticking out from under a mound of bags, "you coulda asked for help ya know.heh.heh."
~~
"Thankyou so much." Quatre seemed more than pleased to worship the ground both Ayame and Duo walked on after they had bought home what he had asked for. Everyone else was in shock that the braided American came home with groceries, unlike last time when he bought back a box of half-eaten fudgie ding-a-lings instead of "nourishing provisions" as Heero put it.
"It's no problem Quatre-chan!" Ayame's grin resembled more of Duo's each time, "And.twenty dollars change too." Quatre pocketed the crinkled bill handed to him.
Duo made off to the kitchen where he unceremoniously tore through ten of the fifteen bags in search for his "cherry flavored condiments" that he accidentally bagged in the mad rush to shove every food item into the least amount of paper bags manageable.
"Where.where.where.HERE! HAHA!" With a few shifty glances around the empty kitchen area, he pocketed the box and made off with it.
"At least this is one thing to look forward too. Stupid party. Can't we all just go to a bar and get drunk like EVERYONE else? Underage shmundgerage."
"What are you babbling about now, Maxwell? No matter how much complaining you have about the party, Quatre expects you to be there." Heero was leaning on the doorframe between the hallway and his room just in earshot of Duo's stream of complaints. But then again the whole house was in earshot of Duo's voice.
The Demon merely grinned, "Tell me, is that position really comfortable cause I've leaned on many walls in my time and I haven't found it very soothing on the spine."
"Hn.lets just say it's more comfortable than listening to your drivel."
"That hurts Heero, that really does." Duo smacked a closed fist on his chest and dramatically sniffled and proceeded to wipe invisible tears from under his eyes. The Japanese pilot could only scoff and roll his eyes. "We're like BROTHERS-!"
"Don't even joke like that if I was ever related to you in ANY way I would promptly put a bullet through my head." Came the monotoned reply.
"AWWWWWWW HEE-CHAN!" Shinigami slung an arm around the annoyed neck, "Deep down I know you love me-!"
"What's this." Heero's hand plucked with ease the box from Duo's pocket he so hoped to conceal from everyone else. Prussian blue eyes ran over each line of print, as a smirk grew wider and wider.
"HEY!" Duo made a full-bodied lunge towards the box only to be greeted with a mouth full of floor rug.
Heero stepped on the end of the chestnut braid, effectively keeping poor Duo pinned down. "Planning something special with Ayame tonight? Hn. Maybe that's why you're reluctant to come to the party, ne?" his voice mused.
Duo was out of breath, still trying to free himself from the hold the instep of the socked foot had on his beloved hair. "HEY! NONE OF YOUR BUISNESS!"
"If you're going to be keeping me up all night I believe it is." he tossed the box haphazardly onto the laid out pilot and released him from the foothold.
~~
Slowly but surely, guests began to arrive t o the boys' abode.
First, of course, came Relena Peacecraft. Know to be the Queen of punctuality. She promptly attached herself to the ever-silent Heero, who tried his to shake her off with the best set of tactics he could.
Hilde and Sally arrived together. Two people Duo wouldn't mind chatting with for a little.
A few minutes after, Dorothy.
::If I cling to Ayame, she'll think I got married and leave me alone.::
"MAXWELL!"
Duo jumped out of his skin. "What the hell do you want Wufei?! GEZZUS I'M TWO FRIGGEN FEET INFRONT OF YOU!!!"
"Please control your mouth. I would like to introduce to you the only living relative I have left, my sister, Rei." Wufei's hands glided gracefully in the air directing the American's vision to his side where, strangely, no one stood.
"Er.ah.Wu, either she kicked the bucket at the doorstep or you've been cross dressing so often you're beginning to believe that's your sister lookin' back at you in the mirror."
"What are y-." The empty spot seemed to flash 'Duh asshole' at him repeatedly, "REI WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" His cold black eyes scanned the room for a few seconds, then widened, leading him to a young girl, about Duo's age, maybe a bit younger with long ebony hair down her back, who DID resemble Wufei a lot, and for good reasons.
"Here, Maxwell, is my younger sibling."
"Yo!" The young woman replied between chews on a cheese cracker.
"Hey, have we met before?" Duo squinted at her.
"People say that about me all the time." Rei grinned dumbly.
::Thank GOD she's not like her stick-up-the-ass brother.::
Wufei shook his head in shame and mumbled something about "weak women" before retreating to a group of other guests.
"Duo!" Ayame trotted up happily and pecked his cheek, "er.ah.." Aya waved nervously at the dark haired girl "h-hi!". Shinigami blinked. "Can I talk to you, Duo-chan?"
"Sure! I'll be right back." he assured Rei who merely shrugged and returned to her eating fest.
"Do you KNOW who that is, baka!"
"Yeah, Wufei's kid sister, she ain't half bad looking either."
"Think.Water Sprinklers.Super market."
Shinigami flicked his eyes over to the food table and suddenly the mental enigma pieced itself together. "OH! THAT'S THE DORK WE SOAKED!"
Ayame let out mischievous smile, "Yup, yup! Small world ne?"
"Should we mention it?"
"Maybe later."
Duo let those words stir. Later entailed many things for him on this particular day. Yummy later number one was what he planned with Aya-chan.
::Better not think of that too much. Pants are tight and people aren't here to see Maxwell tower being * ahem * erected.::
"Oh! Cheese doodles!" And with those soul-stirring words, the demonic one flocked over to the food table, accompanying Rei-san.
Rei-Rei picked at the food, Duo noted, her vivid facial expressions somewhat disturbing.
"Ew!" She squealed, poking her red-painted fingernail at the shriveled up apricot, "what the hell is that!?"
Shinigami's violet eyes glared evilly at the bowl.
"Old people's balls."
~~
Duo barely noticed the arrival of another few guests. Zechs and Noin, who arrived late because of a previous engagement, eagerly drank themselves silly as soon as they set foot through the door.
::Heh.looks like a good idea.::
"Aye, Quat! You think we could play a little game?" Shinigami asked in all innocence.
The small blonde retorted with a lopsided smile, "Sure why not. I think many of the guests are getting bored."
Duo corralled the mob of people over into a circle around a table with twelve empty shot glasses on it. Confused but intrigued, everyone took a seat.
"What's up Duo?" Hilde plopped down on the couch to the left of him.
"Just a game of 'I've never'. Er.ah.anyone ever play before?"
The consensus came as no. What more could he have expected from a bunch of sheltered people. Heero and Trowa, of course, knew how to play. They drank as much as he did.
"Okay, well, the object of the game is to stay sober enough to continue. If you black out or get nauseous and hafta run to the bathroom to hurl, you lose. One person'll say something they've never done before and if you've done it " he picked up a shot glass, "You drink! Simple ne?"
After a few uneasy murmurs from the light drinkers of the group, Duo tossed the extra blue tinted shot glass to the monotone Japanese across from him.
"You start Heero."
"Hn."
~~
Heero to Relena to Quatre to Dorothy.
Duo slammed down a shot during every one of their turns. The statements started out broad, but as the game would progress, the drunker they would get, the funnier it would get.
The glass was passed on to Ayame. She sat there fingering it before she looked up with a smile.
"I've never had sex before."
Everyone, with the exception of Ayame .and Duo.reached for a glass and took a drink. By the looks on their faces and the general direction they were staring in, they expected the braided baka to take down a few dozen shots.
"Here." Hilde shoved a shot glass at him, "I poured one for you."
"I dun needa drink."
Trowa choked on the drink, pinching his nose to keep the liquid from coming out. Wufei almost dropped the small glass that was touching his lips. Even Quatre, who was still shyly holding a drink, stopped and went paler than any Arabian Duo had ever seen.
Ayame blinked at him.
"Duo..Maxwell.you're a.Virgin?!" Dorothy's eye twitched, mind trying to process what her mouth had said.
"Put it that way and it makes me sound like I have a disease. So I haven't gotten around to getting laid yet. You all HAVE?"
Uneasy glances were cast from one person to another.
Relena blushed hard glancing over into Heero's cold prussian looked with embarrassment at his feet. Quatre meekly looked to the double brow woman seated next to him. Hilde's eyes flicked at Trowa. Through Wufei's hard look broke a tinge of embarrassment at Sally's wide grin.
Rei-chan crossed her arms and sat up proudly "I'M MARRIED! I HAVE GOOD A GOOD REASON FOR NOT BEING A VIRGIN!"
Her brother grumbled. "Damn that Kake." He received a sharp blow on his head with a shot glass.
"How dare you talk badly of your sister's husband!"
Quatre snapped like the little rubber band he was. ".THE ONLY REASON I DID ANYTHING WITH DOROTHY WAS BECAUSE I WAS TRYING TO COMPETE WITH YOU, DUO!"
".Wow.I'm flattered!" He grinned back at Quatre.
Wufei grimaced. "So all those times you came home the morning after a date.you did nothing?"
"Scouts honor!"
"Let's just keep playing then." The wing pilot looked as if he was having a hernia, then again so were the rest of the guests who sat around the table, each glance back to one specific person and then murmuring something under their breaths, while blushing feverishly.
~~
Uh.stupid? Boring? Yeah .I tried.DARN IT!