A/n: Hey dudes! Happy Thanksgiving and all that! I know, I'm about a few
weeks off, but hey, it's the thought that counts! Anywhoozles, I decided to
write this chapter for all those people who reviewed! *glomps all
reviewers* I luv you guys!!!
Okay, I know I'm probably skipping all over the place, but I can't help it,
I'm a random person! ^_^
See? There's an example of my randomness. In this chappie, they're in first grade, and I'll probably go a chapter a grade until they get to the grade I want them to be in.
Warning: Shonen-ai and yaoi later on. It's kiddie-safe though (for right now)
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Otherwise, it wouldn't be called Gundam Wing, it would be called Anime Where There Are Random Lemons and Romanticky Goodness. ^_^
Chapter Two: Kindness That Never Fades
Duo groaned as he woke up to the harsh ringing of the phone, and almost accidentally knocked it off his nightstand.
"'Lo?" Duo would have usually mentally kicked himself for sounding oh-so- literate, but he was too groggy to think about whether or not his greeting was scholarly or not.
"Duo? Get up." Heero's calm, commanding tone sounded flat.
"Whyyyyyyyyyyyyy? I'm perfectly comfortable here, thank you very much," Duo replied, still half-asleep.
"Because my dad's going to pick you up in about half an hour, so that you won't be late." Heero's voice lacked fervor.
"Geesh," grumbled Duo, already tumbling out of bed and putting on a neat set of clothing, a red shirt, gray vest, and black slacks, "Don't jump up and down just because you're about to see me! I mean, so what if we haven't seen eachother in a few thousand months over summer break, right?" Duo was starting to sound hysterical.
"I mean, what does it matter? You should just calm down, buddy, and disregard the fact that I've been missing you in forever-"
"Duo."
"Oh wait! My bad, you already have. I've been slaving here, trying to get nourished by the paltry few foods that we have...here..." Duo's voice trailed off as he realized what he'd just let slip.
"What? Duo, tell me what you mean."
"Don't change the subject on me young man. Did you miss me or not???" Duo was frantically trying to think of a way to make Heero stop thinking about his slip-up. //Darn, not good. NOT GOOD! This is very not good. Wait, have I said that before? Well, here's a different thought. NOT GOOOD!!! Oh wait, I believe I said that before also. Oh well. Not good not good not good not good.//
Heero's voice softened for a moment as he replied to his friend. No, correction, best friend.
"Of course I missed you." Duo relaxed, thinking that he was off the hook.
"But you're not off the hook. Tell me what you meant.'
//Darn.//
"Ummmmm...what I meant by what?"
"You know what I'm talking about."
"No I don't?"
"Yes you do."
"Nuh-uh."
"Uh-huh."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do."
"No I don't."
"Yes you- DUO! Stop that and tell me what you meant when you said you were 'living on paltry amounts of food'!"
"Uh...did I say that? Ooops, I meant to say..." Brainstorming wildly, Duo racked his head for an idea of what he meant to say. //Heero's family lives in the 'good part' of town. He wouldn't know what I was talking about.//
"Duo?" Heero's voice had softened again, and held an edge of concern.
"I'm fine Heero. But we're going to be late soon if we don't hurry up."
"...hn...fine, but that doesn't mean we're not going to discuss this further later."
"Okay. Now, get your butt up here and pick me up for school!"
"...hn." That and the click of the phone hanging up on the other end was all the response he got. Duo also hung up, letting out a soft sigh of relief. He knew that while Heero wasn't going to drop the touchy subject, he still had some time before the topic of discussion was going to be broached. That gave him time to think of something to cover up his blunder.
Duo creeped down the stairs as gently as he could, trying not to wake his alcohol-drenched father. //Man, these "outings" have been coming up more and more often. I hope he doesn't get too trashed, or not only will he be completely diluted, but our 'house' you could call it, is going to be trashed too.//
Duo's luck must have been acting up, because as he passed his father's room he heard a loud bear-like roar that he recognized as his dad's snores. He grabbed an apple and his bag, then scrambled out of the door onto his driveway. He sat down and bit into the apple, chewing as fast and much as he could without choking and forcing someone to come out and perform the Heimlich Maneuver on him. In the end he managed okay, and remained unscathed and victorious.
He turned his head when he heard a mild roar of a locomotive coming his way, and slowly got up, waving at the familiar face that occupied the driver's seat and was trying to steer toward him. He climbed in.
"Hi Mr. Odin!!! What's been happenin'?" He crawled onto the seat next to Heero, who was looking at him impassively (A/n: Man, he must've mastered that at birth or something!!!). Heero's father, Mr. Odin, chuckled and shook his head at Duo's antics. "Nothing much. How have you been holding up?"
Duo smiled. "I've been okay." Heero frowned, but didn't say anything. Duo decided to try and distract his best friend. "So, Heero, over the long and boring months that just happened to be called Summer Break, didja get a giiiiiiiiirlfriiiiiend???" Heero's eyes widened comically, and slapped him on the arm. "Baka. Where'd you get the sudden inspiration to ask that?" Duo grinned, and suddenly Heero felt regret that he asked such a thing of Duo, the teaser-extreme. "We~el, you see, you haven't contacted me in FOREVER," (insert mock-glare here) "So I decided that it must've been a girl who took your mind off me. Come on, come on. Spill! I'm your best friend, right? (Heero nods warily) Sooooo, you should tell me about your CRUSH!!!" and he went into peals of giggles as Heero glared and blushed a little.
"Baka. I don't have a crush. Besides, who did you have in mind?" Duo stopped giggling like a crazed maniac and grinned mischievously. "Relena." Heero's reaction was priceless as he gurgled and choked, blushing redder than a sun-dried tomato. His father looked in the rearview mirror at him, winking at Duo as he said to his son, "Well, well, looks like my little boy is all grown up." That just made Duo laugh all the harder, and Heero choke more. It was really fun. And it took Heero's mind off of his bungle earlier on. He hoped this would last.
Finally, finally, Heero was released from further torture by his father pulling up in front of the school, patiently waiting for his son and son's best friend to get the hell away (A/n: okay, so he used a milder form of that in his head, but same meaning, right? ^____^). Duo and Heero clambered out of the comfortable seats of the automobile, looking solemnly at eachother and the school they were going to.
First grade had now begun.
A/n: ^_____^ Don't you just LOVE the way I dramatized it so that you thought that maybe they were like, at least in the fifth grade? (No frickin' way I would have let Duo actually say 'Darn' in the fifth.) Anyways, sorry for the hold up of getting this done. It's been a veeeeeeery long week.
See? There's an example of my randomness. In this chappie, they're in first grade, and I'll probably go a chapter a grade until they get to the grade I want them to be in.
Warning: Shonen-ai and yaoi later on. It's kiddie-safe though (for right now)
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Otherwise, it wouldn't be called Gundam Wing, it would be called Anime Where There Are Random Lemons and Romanticky Goodness. ^_^
Chapter Two: Kindness That Never Fades
Duo groaned as he woke up to the harsh ringing of the phone, and almost accidentally knocked it off his nightstand.
"'Lo?" Duo would have usually mentally kicked himself for sounding oh-so- literate, but he was too groggy to think about whether or not his greeting was scholarly or not.
"Duo? Get up." Heero's calm, commanding tone sounded flat.
"Whyyyyyyyyyyyyy? I'm perfectly comfortable here, thank you very much," Duo replied, still half-asleep.
"Because my dad's going to pick you up in about half an hour, so that you won't be late." Heero's voice lacked fervor.
"Geesh," grumbled Duo, already tumbling out of bed and putting on a neat set of clothing, a red shirt, gray vest, and black slacks, "Don't jump up and down just because you're about to see me! I mean, so what if we haven't seen eachother in a few thousand months over summer break, right?" Duo was starting to sound hysterical.
"I mean, what does it matter? You should just calm down, buddy, and disregard the fact that I've been missing you in forever-"
"Duo."
"Oh wait! My bad, you already have. I've been slaving here, trying to get nourished by the paltry few foods that we have...here..." Duo's voice trailed off as he realized what he'd just let slip.
"What? Duo, tell me what you mean."
"Don't change the subject on me young man. Did you miss me or not???" Duo was frantically trying to think of a way to make Heero stop thinking about his slip-up. //Darn, not good. NOT GOOD! This is very not good. Wait, have I said that before? Well, here's a different thought. NOT GOOOD!!! Oh wait, I believe I said that before also. Oh well. Not good not good not good not good.//
Heero's voice softened for a moment as he replied to his friend. No, correction, best friend.
"Of course I missed you." Duo relaxed, thinking that he was off the hook.
"But you're not off the hook. Tell me what you meant.'
//Darn.//
"Ummmmm...what I meant by what?"
"You know what I'm talking about."
"No I don't?"
"Yes you do."
"Nuh-uh."
"Uh-huh."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do."
"No I don't."
"Yes you- DUO! Stop that and tell me what you meant when you said you were 'living on paltry amounts of food'!"
"Uh...did I say that? Ooops, I meant to say..." Brainstorming wildly, Duo racked his head for an idea of what he meant to say. //Heero's family lives in the 'good part' of town. He wouldn't know what I was talking about.//
"Duo?" Heero's voice had softened again, and held an edge of concern.
"I'm fine Heero. But we're going to be late soon if we don't hurry up."
"...hn...fine, but that doesn't mean we're not going to discuss this further later."
"Okay. Now, get your butt up here and pick me up for school!"
"...hn." That and the click of the phone hanging up on the other end was all the response he got. Duo also hung up, letting out a soft sigh of relief. He knew that while Heero wasn't going to drop the touchy subject, he still had some time before the topic of discussion was going to be broached. That gave him time to think of something to cover up his blunder.
Duo creeped down the stairs as gently as he could, trying not to wake his alcohol-drenched father. //Man, these "outings" have been coming up more and more often. I hope he doesn't get too trashed, or not only will he be completely diluted, but our 'house' you could call it, is going to be trashed too.//
Duo's luck must have been acting up, because as he passed his father's room he heard a loud bear-like roar that he recognized as his dad's snores. He grabbed an apple and his bag, then scrambled out of the door onto his driveway. He sat down and bit into the apple, chewing as fast and much as he could without choking and forcing someone to come out and perform the Heimlich Maneuver on him. In the end he managed okay, and remained unscathed and victorious.
He turned his head when he heard a mild roar of a locomotive coming his way, and slowly got up, waving at the familiar face that occupied the driver's seat and was trying to steer toward him. He climbed in.
"Hi Mr. Odin!!! What's been happenin'?" He crawled onto the seat next to Heero, who was looking at him impassively (A/n: Man, he must've mastered that at birth or something!!!). Heero's father, Mr. Odin, chuckled and shook his head at Duo's antics. "Nothing much. How have you been holding up?"
Duo smiled. "I've been okay." Heero frowned, but didn't say anything. Duo decided to try and distract his best friend. "So, Heero, over the long and boring months that just happened to be called Summer Break, didja get a giiiiiiiiirlfriiiiiend???" Heero's eyes widened comically, and slapped him on the arm. "Baka. Where'd you get the sudden inspiration to ask that?" Duo grinned, and suddenly Heero felt regret that he asked such a thing of Duo, the teaser-extreme. "We~el, you see, you haven't contacted me in FOREVER," (insert mock-glare here) "So I decided that it must've been a girl who took your mind off me. Come on, come on. Spill! I'm your best friend, right? (Heero nods warily) Sooooo, you should tell me about your CRUSH!!!" and he went into peals of giggles as Heero glared and blushed a little.
"Baka. I don't have a crush. Besides, who did you have in mind?" Duo stopped giggling like a crazed maniac and grinned mischievously. "Relena." Heero's reaction was priceless as he gurgled and choked, blushing redder than a sun-dried tomato. His father looked in the rearview mirror at him, winking at Duo as he said to his son, "Well, well, looks like my little boy is all grown up." That just made Duo laugh all the harder, and Heero choke more. It was really fun. And it took Heero's mind off of his bungle earlier on. He hoped this would last.
Finally, finally, Heero was released from further torture by his father pulling up in front of the school, patiently waiting for his son and son's best friend to get the hell away (A/n: okay, so he used a milder form of that in his head, but same meaning, right? ^____^). Duo and Heero clambered out of the comfortable seats of the automobile, looking solemnly at eachother and the school they were going to.
First grade had now begun.
A/n: ^_____^ Don't you just LOVE the way I dramatized it so that you thought that maybe they were like, at least in the fifth grade? (No frickin' way I would have let Duo actually say 'Darn' in the fifth.) Anyways, sorry for the hold up of getting this done. It's been a veeeeeeery long week.