Title: Dear Diary: Oops
Chapter Eight
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 Eight
//Dear Diary://
//I was stunned speechless when Trowa asked me to lie on the bed with him. I was expecting to sleep on the floor. Okay, I admit that being in this form has its advantages, like cuddling with Trowa, but I would rather do it in human form. Nonetheless, you won't hear me complain; I'll take what I can get.//
//After climbing in bed with him and placing my head in his lap, he began to read to me. I had no idea what was going on in the book but Trowa seemed to sense that, because he stopped reading to explain what was going on . . .//
"This is a play called Hamlet by William Shakespeare. This book contains the complete work of Shakespeare. Hamlet isn't one of my favorites, but because I haven't read it in a while, I decided it was time to read it again. I kinda ran out the others."
Cat cocked his head as if asking, 'Who is Shakespeare?'
Seeming to understand, Trowa kept explaining, "Shakespeare wrote sometime between the sixteenth and seventeenth century. The exact time has gotten lost in the folds of history, but we do know that it was way before indoor plumbing, sewage systems, and technology. Horses were the means of transportation. As you can tell, the idea of Colonies hadn't even been thought up."
Cat scrunched his face in disgust at the thought of no indoor plumbing.
//It kinda sounds a lot like L2 - way behind the times. It had to be hard living in that time. No showers, no toilet, and no technology! Heero would be stressing in that time without his computer. It sounds like the beginning of time, but it isn't. The beginning was even worse.//
//Yes, I do pay attention to classes when I get to go to them. History was always my favorite cause it reminds me to be grateful for the time I live in and the advances that are made doing my life.//
"Also during that time many plagues wrought the country side." Trowa continued to explain about the time period.
//Plagues, something people say have been totally eradicated, continue to pop up and only the poor seem to suffer. I know I sound bitter; that is because I am. I have seen the devastation first hand. The wealthy continue to live either because they have the money for the antidote or are able to move away before they become affected. //
//We didn't have that option. I stole as much of the antidote as I possibly could, but it was too late for the only person I ever remember caring for me. Solo . . .//
As if sensing Cat's anguish, Trowa whispered, "I am sorry to cause you pain, my friend, that was never my intent. I don't know what was said to upset you, but please forgive me."
//I know Trowa was sorry for bring up my past but he didn't know. No body knows. That is another secret I keep. None, of them would understand. The pain and death I saw throughout my early life, that continues to follow me. It is only a matter of time until I can no longer run from it. Once it catches up with me, all will be over for me, and everyone I had ever loved. I didn't want Trowa to dwell on what he doesn't know or understand. So I pushed it all down until I could fight out my past alone.//
Cat pushed the book up toward Trowa's face asking him to continue. "Okay, no more history because it seems to upset you." Trowa paused to collect his thoughts before continuing, "Hamlet is a complex story about a prince who discovers that his uncle killed his father to gain control of Denmark. The kingdom wasn't enough for Hamlet's uncle. Hamlet's uncle wanted Hamlet's mother as his queen and bedmate."
Cat looked confused and doubtful, and Trowa couldn't help but smile at him. Trowa continued, "It is even more complex than that. Plus this book has a special meaning to this girl I know. So I read it and keep it safe until I see her again."
Pausing for a moment, Trowa continued, "It was her parents' book, and she thought I might enjoy it. She also wanted me to know that she was there for me. She sees me as her brother who was killed with her parents."
//I admit was jealous when I found out the story behind the book, but when he explained it to me, I understood. The need for family and to feel loved and wanted is great in this cold cruel world wracked with war and violence. The Colonist, people we were trying to protect called US, the Gundam Pilots terrorist. That abandonment alone is a reason to try and feel connected. I also think that is one bond that holds the five of us together. //
//I never wanted to Trowa to feel alone and unloved, at least not while I am around. Because he means so much to me…//
Cat snuggled closer to Trowa trying to convey that he was loved, not just by the girl, but by Duo/Cat as well. Trowa gave the impression that understood what Cat was trying to tell him. Trowa lifted the book once more and began to read to himself as well as Cat. Trowa, stroked Cat's head with his free hand while he read.
Trowa continued to read until he fell asleep sitting up with his back against the head board. Knowing, from personal experience, that sleeping that way was uncomfortable, Cat grabbed the hem of Trowa's pants with his teeth and pulled Trowa down until he was resting comfortably on his back. Cat then scratched (without his claws) at the blankets under Trowa until he had them bunched enough that Cat could pull them out from under Trowa. After the blankets were free, Cat covered Trowa with them.
Once Trowa was covered, Cat got off the bed to turn off the overhead lights. He did so by raising up on to his hind legs and rested his front paws on either side of the switch. To flick the switch Cat batted it with his nose. With the light shut off, Cat walked back to the bed, pounced on and curled up in an empty spot at the foot of the bed.
//For most of the night I lay there watching Trowa sleep, because I knew that this is one of the few times I would get to see it. Y'wanna know a secret? Trowa snores! Not the window shattering, you think of when you hear the word snore. It is a soft, gentle, rhythmic snore. It took me a while to realize what the sound was I heard. I first I thought that I was hearing Wufei snore through the wall, but I walked on the bed to listen at the wall, I realized that it was Trowa. //
//I know that this is a cliché; Trowa looks like a peaceful angel when he sleeps. But the sad part about this whole situation is that I learned what Trowa looks like and does as he sleeps, but I know without a doubt that when I change back, that Trowa would have nothing to do with me.//
//I fell asleep that night listening to him snore, wishing that I would never change back, because I don't want to loose him. //
tbc
Chapter Eight
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 Eight
//Dear Diary://
//I was stunned speechless when Trowa asked me to lie on the bed with him. I was expecting to sleep on the floor. Okay, I admit that being in this form has its advantages, like cuddling with Trowa, but I would rather do it in human form. Nonetheless, you won't hear me complain; I'll take what I can get.//
//After climbing in bed with him and placing my head in his lap, he began to read to me. I had no idea what was going on in the book but Trowa seemed to sense that, because he stopped reading to explain what was going on . . .//
"This is a play called Hamlet by William Shakespeare. This book contains the complete work of Shakespeare. Hamlet isn't one of my favorites, but because I haven't read it in a while, I decided it was time to read it again. I kinda ran out the others."
Cat cocked his head as if asking, 'Who is Shakespeare?'
Seeming to understand, Trowa kept explaining, "Shakespeare wrote sometime between the sixteenth and seventeenth century. The exact time has gotten lost in the folds of history, but we do know that it was way before indoor plumbing, sewage systems, and technology. Horses were the means of transportation. As you can tell, the idea of Colonies hadn't even been thought up."
Cat scrunched his face in disgust at the thought of no indoor plumbing.
//It kinda sounds a lot like L2 - way behind the times. It had to be hard living in that time. No showers, no toilet, and no technology! Heero would be stressing in that time without his computer. It sounds like the beginning of time, but it isn't. The beginning was even worse.//
//Yes, I do pay attention to classes when I get to go to them. History was always my favorite cause it reminds me to be grateful for the time I live in and the advances that are made doing my life.//
"Also during that time many plagues wrought the country side." Trowa continued to explain about the time period.
//Plagues, something people say have been totally eradicated, continue to pop up and only the poor seem to suffer. I know I sound bitter; that is because I am. I have seen the devastation first hand. The wealthy continue to live either because they have the money for the antidote or are able to move away before they become affected. //
//We didn't have that option. I stole as much of the antidote as I possibly could, but it was too late for the only person I ever remember caring for me. Solo . . .//
As if sensing Cat's anguish, Trowa whispered, "I am sorry to cause you pain, my friend, that was never my intent. I don't know what was said to upset you, but please forgive me."
//I know Trowa was sorry for bring up my past but he didn't know. No body knows. That is another secret I keep. None, of them would understand. The pain and death I saw throughout my early life, that continues to follow me. It is only a matter of time until I can no longer run from it. Once it catches up with me, all will be over for me, and everyone I had ever loved. I didn't want Trowa to dwell on what he doesn't know or understand. So I pushed it all down until I could fight out my past alone.//
Cat pushed the book up toward Trowa's face asking him to continue. "Okay, no more history because it seems to upset you." Trowa paused to collect his thoughts before continuing, "Hamlet is a complex story about a prince who discovers that his uncle killed his father to gain control of Denmark. The kingdom wasn't enough for Hamlet's uncle. Hamlet's uncle wanted Hamlet's mother as his queen and bedmate."
Cat looked confused and doubtful, and Trowa couldn't help but smile at him. Trowa continued, "It is even more complex than that. Plus this book has a special meaning to this girl I know. So I read it and keep it safe until I see her again."
Pausing for a moment, Trowa continued, "It was her parents' book, and she thought I might enjoy it. She also wanted me to know that she was there for me. She sees me as her brother who was killed with her parents."
//I admit was jealous when I found out the story behind the book, but when he explained it to me, I understood. The need for family and to feel loved and wanted is great in this cold cruel world wracked with war and violence. The Colonist, people we were trying to protect called US, the Gundam Pilots terrorist. That abandonment alone is a reason to try and feel connected. I also think that is one bond that holds the five of us together. //
//I never wanted to Trowa to feel alone and unloved, at least not while I am around. Because he means so much to me…//
Cat snuggled closer to Trowa trying to convey that he was loved, not just by the girl, but by Duo/Cat as well. Trowa gave the impression that understood what Cat was trying to tell him. Trowa lifted the book once more and began to read to himself as well as Cat. Trowa, stroked Cat's head with his free hand while he read.
Trowa continued to read until he fell asleep sitting up with his back against the head board. Knowing, from personal experience, that sleeping that way was uncomfortable, Cat grabbed the hem of Trowa's pants with his teeth and pulled Trowa down until he was resting comfortably on his back. Cat then scratched (without his claws) at the blankets under Trowa until he had them bunched enough that Cat could pull them out from under Trowa. After the blankets were free, Cat covered Trowa with them.
Once Trowa was covered, Cat got off the bed to turn off the overhead lights. He did so by raising up on to his hind legs and rested his front paws on either side of the switch. To flick the switch Cat batted it with his nose. With the light shut off, Cat walked back to the bed, pounced on and curled up in an empty spot at the foot of the bed.
//For most of the night I lay there watching Trowa sleep, because I knew that this is one of the few times I would get to see it. Y'wanna know a secret? Trowa snores! Not the window shattering, you think of when you hear the word snore. It is a soft, gentle, rhythmic snore. It took me a while to realize what the sound was I heard. I first I thought that I was hearing Wufei snore through the wall, but I walked on the bed to listen at the wall, I realized that it was Trowa. //
//I know that this is a cliché; Trowa looks like a peaceful angel when he sleeps. But the sad part about this whole situation is that I learned what Trowa looks like and does as he sleeps, but I know without a doubt that when I change back, that Trowa would have nothing to do with me.//
//I fell asleep that night listening to him snore, wishing that I would never change back, because I don't want to loose him. //
tbc