Title: Dear Diary: Oops
Chapter Six
Author: Rae
Pairing: 2x3x2, 1x4, 5xS
Category: Romance and Supernatural
Rating: R
Warning: AU!! Duo is a shapeshifter. Most of the info I used in the story is based on another books, by Dara Joy. Also language, and long times between updates
Disclaimers: I don't own them, and I never will. Nor do I own the dara joy book. I am just using the Gundam characters to help me with creative writing. I am also broke so PLEASE DON'T SUE ME!! Anime and college are sucking up all my money!
Feedback: Empress1438@hotmail.com, AOL IM: emp1438
Note: //Diary Entry//
*Sound effect*
(Thoughts)
~Speaker/Thinker~
Dear Diary: Oops
Part Six
//Dear Diary://
// * Scooby Doo theme plays * Y'know I see everything in games, and a mystery is just another game that needs to be played out. This mystery is going to be fun to try and solve 'cause I want/need to find out if it is just Trowa's mind I can read or if I can read everyone's.//
//It was kinda spooky the first time it happened. I had heard Trowa speaking as clear as day, but his beautiful, luscious lips were not moving and they remained in that cute little pout of his. I know this 'cause when I heard him start "speaking" I turned my head in his direction. When I realized that I was the only one to hear it, I walked over to that gorgeous male specimen and gave him my silent support.//
//Talk about role reversal. Trowa is the one who normally gives silent support to whom ever needs it. I hate not being able to communicate. I wish I could relieve some of Trowa's anguish. Some one should tell him none of this is his fault, and no one else is able to do it. They can't get past the silence. That's the other thing weird, not being able to talk or communicate with anyone. I talk to relieve the silence, 'cause I can't stand the silence.//
A low rumble was heard throughout the small room in the center of the safe house. Everyone turned their heads towards the sound, to see the inflamed face of Quatre. The scrutiny of the pilots forced Quatre to blurt out, "It isn't my fault that I am hungry. It isn't my night to cook."
Heero returning to his beloved koi, his laptop, asked, "Then whose night is it?"
Looks were exchanged until Wufei said, "It was Duo's night, but since someone forced him into hiding, he isn't here to cook."
Quatre, voicing his thoughts aloud, asked, "Do you think he is hiding out to get out of cooking?"
Trowa pondered over Quatre's question, while he continued to scratch Cat's head. As Trowa scratched, Cat rubbed his head in a contradictory motion. Trowa responded, "No, I don't think so." He paused, thinking about the situation. "If he knew that * WE * were worried about him he would come out of hiding. (Dramatic pause) NO MATTER THE SITUATION!"
Cat nodded his head in agreement.
//When did Trowa get to understand me so well? I mean it isn't like we spent so much time together. I swear I feel like I have no secrets from that boy. Well there are TWO secrets he doesn't know. But that is beside the point. Although I really don't want to have any secrets from him 'cause I kinda like, love him. But I don't know any of his secrets. THAT IS SOO NOT FAR!!//
//Sister Helen used to tell me that life isn't far. But with this "gift" God has given me, being a familiar, and being able to read Trowa mind I might just even the playing field. But right now I am glad to know that Trowa cares about me, even if it is just a quarter of what I feel for him. I was always afraid that Trowa despised me 'cause it would never just be me and him; there would always be someone else in the room.//
//But to know that he cares is a cool feeling.//
"Well, if Duo isn't here to cook, what are we going to do about dinner?" Quatre asked curiously.
"We could either throw off the whole schedule and make it someone else's night to cook, or we can order out." Wufei answered the only two possible solutions.
"We order out," Heero answered. "We don't have to throw off a perfectly good schedule on the basis that Duo is a Braided Baka."
"Be nice, Heero!" Quatre scolded. "IT IS your fault that he ran out." Quatre paused to change his tone, before asking, "Where do we order from? Only Chinese and Pizza deliver."
The unanimous decision was for Chinese Food.
//Am I the only one who enjoys the Italian delight, adapted by Americans? Whenever we order we normally switch between the two choices. The vote is never unanimous. Well, that might be because I say the opposite of the others just to be contradictory. But that is just me.//
Quatre called in the order to the local Chinese restaurant. While waiting on the massive order everyone was in their own little world. Until dinner arrived . . .
tbc
Chapter Six
Author: Rae
Pairing: 2x3x2, 1x4, 5xS
Category: Romance and Supernatural
Rating: R
Warning: AU!! Duo is a shapeshifter. Most of the info I used in the story is based on another books, by Dara Joy. Also language, and long times between updates
Disclaimers: I don't own them, and I never will. Nor do I own the dara joy book. I am just using the Gundam characters to help me with creative writing. I am also broke so PLEASE DON'T SUE ME!! Anime and college are sucking up all my money!
Feedback: Empress1438@hotmail.com, AOL IM: emp1438
Note: //Diary Entry//
*Sound effect*
(Thoughts)
~Speaker/Thinker~
Dear Diary: Oops
Part Six
//Dear Diary://
// * Scooby Doo theme plays * Y'know I see everything in games, and a mystery is just another game that needs to be played out. This mystery is going to be fun to try and solve 'cause I want/need to find out if it is just Trowa's mind I can read or if I can read everyone's.//
//It was kinda spooky the first time it happened. I had heard Trowa speaking as clear as day, but his beautiful, luscious lips were not moving and they remained in that cute little pout of his. I know this 'cause when I heard him start "speaking" I turned my head in his direction. When I realized that I was the only one to hear it, I walked over to that gorgeous male specimen and gave him my silent support.//
//Talk about role reversal. Trowa is the one who normally gives silent support to whom ever needs it. I hate not being able to communicate. I wish I could relieve some of Trowa's anguish. Some one should tell him none of this is his fault, and no one else is able to do it. They can't get past the silence. That's the other thing weird, not being able to talk or communicate with anyone. I talk to relieve the silence, 'cause I can't stand the silence.//
A low rumble was heard throughout the small room in the center of the safe house. Everyone turned their heads towards the sound, to see the inflamed face of Quatre. The scrutiny of the pilots forced Quatre to blurt out, "It isn't my fault that I am hungry. It isn't my night to cook."
Heero returning to his beloved koi, his laptop, asked, "Then whose night is it?"
Looks were exchanged until Wufei said, "It was Duo's night, but since someone forced him into hiding, he isn't here to cook."
Quatre, voicing his thoughts aloud, asked, "Do you think he is hiding out to get out of cooking?"
Trowa pondered over Quatre's question, while he continued to scratch Cat's head. As Trowa scratched, Cat rubbed his head in a contradictory motion. Trowa responded, "No, I don't think so." He paused, thinking about the situation. "If he knew that * WE * were worried about him he would come out of hiding. (Dramatic pause) NO MATTER THE SITUATION!"
Cat nodded his head in agreement.
//When did Trowa get to understand me so well? I mean it isn't like we spent so much time together. I swear I feel like I have no secrets from that boy. Well there are TWO secrets he doesn't know. But that is beside the point. Although I really don't want to have any secrets from him 'cause I kinda like, love him. But I don't know any of his secrets. THAT IS SOO NOT FAR!!//
//Sister Helen used to tell me that life isn't far. But with this "gift" God has given me, being a familiar, and being able to read Trowa mind I might just even the playing field. But right now I am glad to know that Trowa cares about me, even if it is just a quarter of what I feel for him. I was always afraid that Trowa despised me 'cause it would never just be me and him; there would always be someone else in the room.//
//But to know that he cares is a cool feeling.//
"Well, if Duo isn't here to cook, what are we going to do about dinner?" Quatre asked curiously.
"We could either throw off the whole schedule and make it someone else's night to cook, or we can order out." Wufei answered the only two possible solutions.
"We order out," Heero answered. "We don't have to throw off a perfectly good schedule on the basis that Duo is a Braided Baka."
"Be nice, Heero!" Quatre scolded. "IT IS your fault that he ran out." Quatre paused to change his tone, before asking, "Where do we order from? Only Chinese and Pizza deliver."
The unanimous decision was for Chinese Food.
//Am I the only one who enjoys the Italian delight, adapted by Americans? Whenever we order we normally switch between the two choices. The vote is never unanimous. Well, that might be because I say the opposite of the others just to be contradictory. But that is just me.//
Quatre called in the order to the local Chinese restaurant. While waiting on the massive order everyone was in their own little world. Until dinner arrived . . .
tbc