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Widening Gyre
A Gundam Wing FanFic by shärl-tn
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Part 3
Brow furrowing in annoyance, Duo awoke to the sound of the bells signalling the end of classes for the day. He curled tighter under his sheets, trying to block out the late-afternoon sun that was snaking its way behind the edges of the curtains to land directly over his eyes. He rolled, putting his back to the sun, sighed and tried to return to sleep but was thwarted every second by the loud sounds of students returning to their dorms, the slamming of doors, the stomping of feet, the chatter of voices, the snoring of roommates…
Pulling the covers down from his eyes, Duo leaned up on an elbow to look across the room at Heero. He shook his head in disbelief as the pilot slept on undaunted, seemingly ignoring the racket that surrounded them. He narrowed his eyes, pouting slightly, "Heero Yuy, some days I hate your perfect soldier guts." Full well realizing that sleep would escape him for the moment, Duo slipped out of bed, grabbed a towel and a change of clothes and headed for the shower, closing the door without a sound.
Dropping his towel and clean clothes on the wooden bench in a heap, Duo lifted his hand to his hair only to groan at the sad state it was in. "Dammit, Maxwell," he muttered to himself, "you know how it gets if you leave it for too long." Pulling the elastic from the end, he carefully raked his fingers through row after row of long braid, removing various devices from its length as he went, until there was a pile of tiny metal pieces on the corner of the bench, and his hair was finally undone.
Stepping into the shower, he let the water spray hot in an attempt to wash away the grime of his last mission. He stretched his sore muscles into the steam, relieving part of the tension that sleep had not removed and slowly brought himself to full wakefulness.
It was somewhere between shampooing the last few feet of his hair and rinsing it off that he realized that he had not waken where he had fallen asleep. His violet eyes betrayed his confusion as his sleep-addled brain tried fitfully to remember exactly where or when he had fallen asleep.
He remembered returning to the school. He remembered leaning against the doorway, and he remembered the tears. "Thank god Yuy wasn't there for that little episode, huh, Duo…" he whispered to himself. And then he remembered waking in his own bed to the sounds of classes ending. But how the hell had he gotten there? He didn't think he was a sleep-walker, and if he had gone to bed himself, he definitely would have taken his jacket off so…
Shutting off the water, he broke off his thoughts with a shrug, returning to more pressing business. He could figure it out after he'd located some food, for one. Throwing on a clean pair of jeans and a black t-shirt, Duo quickly dropped off his clothes and towel in the room, making note that Heero was still sleeping though not as deeply, and headed for the cafeteria.
Luckily it was a Friday, so most of the students were heading home for the weekend and the wait for the food was minimal. Duo was soon walking out of the cafeteria with two full trays of dinner carefully balanced in his hands. Duo and Heero were known to eat their meals in their room, and no one seemed to mind, or even ask why. Shooting a glance at the walls of the cafeteria, plastered from floor to ceiling with OZ drafting posters advertising a better career and amazing experiences in the cockpit of the latest mobile suit, Duo knew why they never ate in there.
He shuddered at the thought of being surrounded by so many smiling OZ faces, mind flitting back to the soldier he had killed the night before, as he unconsciously chewed on his lower lip, shifting the trays to one side as he opened the door to the room.
TBC
AN: I will be updating frequently, probably every couple of days. Sorry this chapter ends at an odd part, I had to stop writing it to go somewhere. I'll probably continue tomorrow.
Thanks to anyone who reads it, Major thanks to anyone who reviews!
Widening Gyre
A Gundam Wing FanFic by shärl-tn
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Part 3
Brow furrowing in annoyance, Duo awoke to the sound of the bells signalling the end of classes for the day. He curled tighter under his sheets, trying to block out the late-afternoon sun that was snaking its way behind the edges of the curtains to land directly over his eyes. He rolled, putting his back to the sun, sighed and tried to return to sleep but was thwarted every second by the loud sounds of students returning to their dorms, the slamming of doors, the stomping of feet, the chatter of voices, the snoring of roommates…
Pulling the covers down from his eyes, Duo leaned up on an elbow to look across the room at Heero. He shook his head in disbelief as the pilot slept on undaunted, seemingly ignoring the racket that surrounded them. He narrowed his eyes, pouting slightly, "Heero Yuy, some days I hate your perfect soldier guts." Full well realizing that sleep would escape him for the moment, Duo slipped out of bed, grabbed a towel and a change of clothes and headed for the shower, closing the door without a sound.
Dropping his towel and clean clothes on the wooden bench in a heap, Duo lifted his hand to his hair only to groan at the sad state it was in. "Dammit, Maxwell," he muttered to himself, "you know how it gets if you leave it for too long." Pulling the elastic from the end, he carefully raked his fingers through row after row of long braid, removing various devices from its length as he went, until there was a pile of tiny metal pieces on the corner of the bench, and his hair was finally undone.
Stepping into the shower, he let the water spray hot in an attempt to wash away the grime of his last mission. He stretched his sore muscles into the steam, relieving part of the tension that sleep had not removed and slowly brought himself to full wakefulness.
It was somewhere between shampooing the last few feet of his hair and rinsing it off that he realized that he had not waken where he had fallen asleep. His violet eyes betrayed his confusion as his sleep-addled brain tried fitfully to remember exactly where or when he had fallen asleep.
He remembered returning to the school. He remembered leaning against the doorway, and he remembered the tears. "Thank god Yuy wasn't there for that little episode, huh, Duo…" he whispered to himself. And then he remembered waking in his own bed to the sounds of classes ending. But how the hell had he gotten there? He didn't think he was a sleep-walker, and if he had gone to bed himself, he definitely would have taken his jacket off so…
Shutting off the water, he broke off his thoughts with a shrug, returning to more pressing business. He could figure it out after he'd located some food, for one. Throwing on a clean pair of jeans and a black t-shirt, Duo quickly dropped off his clothes and towel in the room, making note that Heero was still sleeping though not as deeply, and headed for the cafeteria.
Luckily it was a Friday, so most of the students were heading home for the weekend and the wait for the food was minimal. Duo was soon walking out of the cafeteria with two full trays of dinner carefully balanced in his hands. Duo and Heero were known to eat their meals in their room, and no one seemed to mind, or even ask why. Shooting a glance at the walls of the cafeteria, plastered from floor to ceiling with OZ drafting posters advertising a better career and amazing experiences in the cockpit of the latest mobile suit, Duo knew why they never ate in there.
He shuddered at the thought of being surrounded by so many smiling OZ faces, mind flitting back to the soldier he had killed the night before, as he unconsciously chewed on his lower lip, shifting the trays to one side as he opened the door to the room.
TBC
AN: I will be updating frequently, probably every couple of days. Sorry this chapter ends at an odd part, I had to stop writing it to go somewhere. I'll probably continue tomorrow.
Thanks to anyone who reads it, Major thanks to anyone who reviews!