Relena was walking her dog, a small, annoying Pomeranian puppy with a
yip that could take a deaf man's ear off. She skipped like a school girl
down the sidewalk, ignoring all the cars going by as she chattered
aimlessly at the noisy creature. She was just as noisy.
"What do you think? Should I go with the hot pink dress with the sleek look, or should I just go with the soft pink with the frills on the shoulders? Either way I'm going to look very nice, don't you think?"
The puppy yipped loudly, then turned up its little face to stare at her, its eyes wide and sickeningly adorable. Relena giggled softly.
"All right, it's settled", she said. "The soft pink with the frills it is. Thank you!"
Heero Yuy stepped smoothly from behind a stand of bushes. Relena gave a startled scream and froze, one hand flying to her mouth. Her heart stopped for a beat before thundering on.
"Heero."
"Relena," Heero replied flatly.
She recovered quickly and flashed him a cheerful smile. "What are you doing here? I'm just going for a walk with my dog. Would you like to come home with me, and we can catch up?"
Yuy's eyes lowered, darkness smouldering within them as a small smile crossed his lips. Relena was too excited to notice the malice in the expression, too happy to see him again to spot the murderous shine in the deep blue of his eyes.
"I would love to," was his reply.
"Fei?"
"What?" Wufei snapped. He was tired of Duo's senseless nicknames.
"Do you really think Heero's gonna go kill Relena? I mean, every other time he's said he'll do it, he hasn't. He just ends up saving her life."
"You saved her life once, too."
Duo opened his mouth to deny it, then snapped it shut and glared at Wufei. "Don't you ever get tired of bringing that up?"
"No."
"You are so not fun to be around. I'm going to go find Heero."
Wufei growled. "No, Maxwell, you are not going to find Yuy, he's busy. He's on a mission."
The American rolled his eyes. "The war is over, Wuffie, duh! OVER. No more! There is no need to kill Relena, and I can't believe I just said that!!! Wanna play a game?"
Wufei sighed heavily, then stood up and headed for the door. "I expect those dishes to be clean by the time I get back, Maxwell. I mean it."
Duo stared as Wufei left, then looked around. A small snicker drifted from his lips, and he went to the fridge. When he opened it, all he saw was water, some bread, a bit of cheese, and one grape. He pouted big time and closed the fridge before hunting about for a television. He found one, but the glass was smashed. Okay, how about a radio. He found one, but the wiring was shorted out.
"I had better be able to fix this, or I'll feel sorry for Wuffie when he gets back."
Duo found a screwdriver, as well as a hammer. He sighed and opened up the radio with the screwdriver. He had a bit of difficulty, as the screw heads were a little worn out. When he saw the inside of the radio, he nearly screamed out loud in frustration. There was nothing inside. Literally, there was nothing. No wires, no screws, nothing.
Letting out a heavy snort, Duo closed up the radio, then dumped it into the garbage can, his eyes narrowed and glaring.
"What did Yuy DO around here, anyway? I mean, there is nothing here. Nothing at all. This is so unfair not even I'm laughing about it, damnit!"
Duo went back into the kitchen,, having decided to do a double take on the contents in the fridge. Yup, same as before. Growling under his breath, the American slammed the door closed before going into Heero's room. His laptop was there, but he knew he wasn't supposed to touch it.
Grinning, Duo moved to the bed and picked up the laptop, giggling madly. This was going to be so much fun! He turned it on, and when it asked for a password, he blinked, then tried one. It didn't work. Muttering, Duo tried another one. Again, no luck.
"What is it, what is it," Duo spoke to himself. "I know more about this guy than anyone else does, come on. I gotta know this!"
He typed in the word 'forgotten'. Duo's eyes widened slightly when he was allowed access, and he swallowed heavily.
"Forgotten," he said softly. "Is that what that bastard thinks?"
He checked Heero's email, and his eyes went even wider. Since he had sent that email, no one else had sent Heero anything. There was nothing.
No wonder he didn't want to come with us for dinner, the braided pilot thought miserably. He probably thought he would have been forgotten, just like all those other times. Geez, now I feel bad. I'm so sorry, Heero. So sorry.
At Relena's home, Heero sipped at some tea. The little dog was yipping at him, and he used his shoe to push it away. He finally resorted to glaring at it. The dog whimpered, then turned and bounded off. Relena was staring at him with a dreamy look in her eyes from across the table. Heero thought he could see drool in the corner of her mouth.
"So, Heero," she said softly. It sounded like she was talking to a god. "What have you been up to?"
He arched a dark eyebrow as he stared at her from across the table. "Hn."
"What does that mean?"
"It means that you're dead."
"What do you think? Should I go with the hot pink dress with the sleek look, or should I just go with the soft pink with the frills on the shoulders? Either way I'm going to look very nice, don't you think?"
The puppy yipped loudly, then turned up its little face to stare at her, its eyes wide and sickeningly adorable. Relena giggled softly.
"All right, it's settled", she said. "The soft pink with the frills it is. Thank you!"
Heero Yuy stepped smoothly from behind a stand of bushes. Relena gave a startled scream and froze, one hand flying to her mouth. Her heart stopped for a beat before thundering on.
"Heero."
"Relena," Heero replied flatly.
She recovered quickly and flashed him a cheerful smile. "What are you doing here? I'm just going for a walk with my dog. Would you like to come home with me, and we can catch up?"
Yuy's eyes lowered, darkness smouldering within them as a small smile crossed his lips. Relena was too excited to notice the malice in the expression, too happy to see him again to spot the murderous shine in the deep blue of his eyes.
"I would love to," was his reply.
"Fei?"
"What?" Wufei snapped. He was tired of Duo's senseless nicknames.
"Do you really think Heero's gonna go kill Relena? I mean, every other time he's said he'll do it, he hasn't. He just ends up saving her life."
"You saved her life once, too."
Duo opened his mouth to deny it, then snapped it shut and glared at Wufei. "Don't you ever get tired of bringing that up?"
"No."
"You are so not fun to be around. I'm going to go find Heero."
Wufei growled. "No, Maxwell, you are not going to find Yuy, he's busy. He's on a mission."
The American rolled his eyes. "The war is over, Wuffie, duh! OVER. No more! There is no need to kill Relena, and I can't believe I just said that!!! Wanna play a game?"
Wufei sighed heavily, then stood up and headed for the door. "I expect those dishes to be clean by the time I get back, Maxwell. I mean it."
Duo stared as Wufei left, then looked around. A small snicker drifted from his lips, and he went to the fridge. When he opened it, all he saw was water, some bread, a bit of cheese, and one grape. He pouted big time and closed the fridge before hunting about for a television. He found one, but the glass was smashed. Okay, how about a radio. He found one, but the wiring was shorted out.
"I had better be able to fix this, or I'll feel sorry for Wuffie when he gets back."
Duo found a screwdriver, as well as a hammer. He sighed and opened up the radio with the screwdriver. He had a bit of difficulty, as the screw heads were a little worn out. When he saw the inside of the radio, he nearly screamed out loud in frustration. There was nothing inside. Literally, there was nothing. No wires, no screws, nothing.
Letting out a heavy snort, Duo closed up the radio, then dumped it into the garbage can, his eyes narrowed and glaring.
"What did Yuy DO around here, anyway? I mean, there is nothing here. Nothing at all. This is so unfair not even I'm laughing about it, damnit!"
Duo went back into the kitchen,, having decided to do a double take on the contents in the fridge. Yup, same as before. Growling under his breath, the American slammed the door closed before going into Heero's room. His laptop was there, but he knew he wasn't supposed to touch it.
Grinning, Duo moved to the bed and picked up the laptop, giggling madly. This was going to be so much fun! He turned it on, and when it asked for a password, he blinked, then tried one. It didn't work. Muttering, Duo tried another one. Again, no luck.
"What is it, what is it," Duo spoke to himself. "I know more about this guy than anyone else does, come on. I gotta know this!"
He typed in the word 'forgotten'. Duo's eyes widened slightly when he was allowed access, and he swallowed heavily.
"Forgotten," he said softly. "Is that what that bastard thinks?"
He checked Heero's email, and his eyes went even wider. Since he had sent that email, no one else had sent Heero anything. There was nothing.
No wonder he didn't want to come with us for dinner, the braided pilot thought miserably. He probably thought he would have been forgotten, just like all those other times. Geez, now I feel bad. I'm so sorry, Heero. So sorry.
At Relena's home, Heero sipped at some tea. The little dog was yipping at him, and he used his shoe to push it away. He finally resorted to glaring at it. The dog whimpered, then turned and bounded off. Relena was staring at him with a dreamy look in her eyes from across the table. Heero thought he could see drool in the corner of her mouth.
"So, Heero," she said softly. It sounded like she was talking to a god. "What have you been up to?"
He arched a dark eyebrow as he stared at her from across the table. "Hn."
"What does that mean?"
"It means that you're dead."