Attention! I do not own neither Gundam Wing characters nor the song. I just
thought it would be highly amusing to fuse the two, thus presenting to you
something to kill your time as you read people's work!
Human Being Human - Songfic by Arista
It's early afternoon on a beautiful Saturday. Heero is hunched over his laptop in the living room listening to loud music. Quatre is reading on one end of the couch, sipping hot tea every other page or so. Trowa is working on some crossword puzzles as he tries to pass the time, while Wufei thumbs through a newspaper.
The track changes, and as the music starts, Duo enters the living room. He's bouncing to the beat, and swinging his arms. The other four look at him, and as the music starts, Duo sings along.
Duo: Aahhh.. Aahhh!
Trowa sets his pen to one side and tosses up his crossword book, jumping to his feet and moving to the music.
Trowa: Karma took the day off, keep your heads up, I'm not joking! They don't give you many, I don't take any, I don't know - nothing I can't lie.
Quatre and Wufei join Duo. The three of them put their arms over one another's shoulder, as if in a cancan line. They sway back and forth as they sing the next line.
Q, W, D: I'm good inside, I even cry, sometimes!!
Heero closes his laptop and hops onto the coffee table, throwing his arms out to the sides as he belts out the verse.
Heero: I'm too real. I'm too human being human. I'm too real. Just a human, being human, being me!
Quatre, Wufei, and Duo separate, circling Trowa as they spin themselves around and continue on.
Q, W, D: Aahhh..Ahhh
Trowa smoothes his hair down and turns his head towards the window.
Trowa: I don't know what you'd call it - Fear of falling, paranoia.
He turns back to Heero, sort of gestures to him.
Trowa: I watch where I'm walking, and who I'm calling! You never do know. I can't lie.
Quatre, Wufei, and Duo all line up again, swaying as they harmonize.
Q, W, and D: I'm good inside. I even cry, sometimes!
Trowa, Duo, Quatre, and Wufei all dance around Heero as 01 dances on the coffee table.
Heero: I'm too real; I'm too human being human. I'm too real! I'm just a human, being human, being me!
As the music breaks into a guitar solo, the five pilots dance about the room, grabbing each other's hands and dancing in circles occasionally.
The music slows, and they all form a pyramid and sing towards the wall.
All: I'm too real; I'm too human being human. I'm too real! I'm just a human, being human, being me!
They then separate out again and dance as the last chorus continues, all of the boys still singing.
All: I'm too real; I'm too human being human. I'm too real! I'm just a human, being human, being me!
The music stops and they all go back to their positions. Trowa picks up his book and takes his seat against the coffee table, Quatre takes a sip of his tea and continues reading, Wufei turns the page of his paper, Duo walks into the kitchen, and Heero starts to open his laptop.
"That was the weirdest thing that we've ever done." 01 mutters, shaking his head as he reopens the page he'd been furiously typing on.
Atika: -looks at Arista oddly- I didn't inspire you to do that, did I?
Arista: -smiles- No, You inspired me to write something else. This, was inspired by a dream I had.
Atika: -rolls eyes- I'm so glad I'm not in your head.
Human Being Human - Songfic by Arista
It's early afternoon on a beautiful Saturday. Heero is hunched over his laptop in the living room listening to loud music. Quatre is reading on one end of the couch, sipping hot tea every other page or so. Trowa is working on some crossword puzzles as he tries to pass the time, while Wufei thumbs through a newspaper.
The track changes, and as the music starts, Duo enters the living room. He's bouncing to the beat, and swinging his arms. The other four look at him, and as the music starts, Duo sings along.
Duo: Aahhh.. Aahhh!
Trowa sets his pen to one side and tosses up his crossword book, jumping to his feet and moving to the music.
Trowa: Karma took the day off, keep your heads up, I'm not joking! They don't give you many, I don't take any, I don't know - nothing I can't lie.
Quatre and Wufei join Duo. The three of them put their arms over one another's shoulder, as if in a cancan line. They sway back and forth as they sing the next line.
Q, W, D: I'm good inside, I even cry, sometimes!!
Heero closes his laptop and hops onto the coffee table, throwing his arms out to the sides as he belts out the verse.
Heero: I'm too real. I'm too human being human. I'm too real. Just a human, being human, being me!
Quatre, Wufei, and Duo separate, circling Trowa as they spin themselves around and continue on.
Q, W, D: Aahhh..Ahhh
Trowa smoothes his hair down and turns his head towards the window.
Trowa: I don't know what you'd call it - Fear of falling, paranoia.
He turns back to Heero, sort of gestures to him.
Trowa: I watch where I'm walking, and who I'm calling! You never do know. I can't lie.
Quatre, Wufei, and Duo all line up again, swaying as they harmonize.
Q, W, and D: I'm good inside. I even cry, sometimes!
Trowa, Duo, Quatre, and Wufei all dance around Heero as 01 dances on the coffee table.
Heero: I'm too real; I'm too human being human. I'm too real! I'm just a human, being human, being me!
As the music breaks into a guitar solo, the five pilots dance about the room, grabbing each other's hands and dancing in circles occasionally.
The music slows, and they all form a pyramid and sing towards the wall.
All: I'm too real; I'm too human being human. I'm too real! I'm just a human, being human, being me!
They then separate out again and dance as the last chorus continues, all of the boys still singing.
All: I'm too real; I'm too human being human. I'm too real! I'm just a human, being human, being me!
The music stops and they all go back to their positions. Trowa picks up his book and takes his seat against the coffee table, Quatre takes a sip of his tea and continues reading, Wufei turns the page of his paper, Duo walks into the kitchen, and Heero starts to open his laptop.
"That was the weirdest thing that we've ever done." 01 mutters, shaking his head as he reopens the page he'd been furiously typing on.
Atika: -looks at Arista oddly- I didn't inspire you to do that, did I?
Arista: -smiles- No, You inspired me to write something else. This, was inspired by a dream I had.
Atika: -rolls eyes- I'm so glad I'm not in your head.