All That You Are and All That You Do


Hello. It's me OMWOS Who else would claim these stories. Rae's sick today so filling in her place are my other friends. They are:
The Mistress of Silence
Arabian Desert Princess
Justice Girl
Say hi girls.

Hello, nice to met you.
Why would I want to talk to weaklings
UmSo that's my friends.
Poor Rae. I can't believe she's sick. I wonder how it happened.
Yeah, me too. (OMWOS pushes a can of smooth move' behind her)
Weakling

Um OMWOS out
A.N. My apologies to anyone if these names are related to yours. I came up with these yesterday when I was supposed to be sleeping.

Thank you Chaos for beta-ing my work. Kami know's I need help.

Disclaimer: Gods I wish I owned them but I don't.
Warnings: AU, New Chara's, Angst?, maybe some OOC (you try writing with a cast of 6 plus supporting actors plus extra's and when it's been six months since you've seen a episode of G.W. and you're poor and have no job and no money to buy G.W. on video. Darn you college for sucking up what little money I have.)
Rated: PG-13 for cursing and violence.
Archive: If any one wants to, they can put my story up on their site. As long as you e-mail and tell me, so I can visit and check it out.
Feedback: Hell yeah.

CHAPTER 6

Get up Duo, Quatre shouted at the sleeping braided boy for the hundredth time. He quickly buttoned his shirt and sat on the bed to tie his shoes. Come on Duo, get up, you're going to be late for class.
The boy on the ground ignored Quatre and continued snoring. The Arabian sighed, reached over, and grabbed a glass of water from his desk. He tossed it on Duo who immediately shot up snorting and coughing. All right, all right, I'm up, I'm up, he said groggily despite being soaking wet. He yawned, stretched and flopped back down on the floor missing his pillow.
Quatre finished tying his shoes and stood up. He swiftly gave Duo a soft kick in the leg. Get. Up.
Okay, okay sheesh, Duo said sitting back up. What are you my mother or something?
I don't want you to be late for- Quatre stopped his sentence when he thought of a better one. I just didn't want you late for Breakfast.
Breakfast!' Duo jumped to his feet. His clothing from yesterday still on. I gotta get ready. Where are my shoes? Duo began flinging his temporary bed around. A pillow almost hit Quatre as he ducked for safety, only to have a sheet tossed into his face.
They're by the door, where you left them. Quatre said from beneath the sheet. He pulled it off of him just as he saw Duo struggling with putting his shoes on. Um Duo, don't you need to take a shower and get change?
Shower? What is this shower you talk about? I don't have time Quatre, I'm going to be late for breakfast. I only have-
Thirty minutes, till the bell rings. You have plenty of time to shower, get dressed and eat. Believe me, I've seen you eat. Quatre said.
Duo said trying to sound hurt. You do have a point. But that means I have to go into the realm of the evil Ma-ling. Duo made a scary sound.
Quatre smacked him over the head. Don't be a baby. Just knock and see if Ma-ling is even there.
Duo grumbled. He opened the door and stepped out. A second later he stuck his head back in. You know you're awful grumpy in the morning. Maybe you should have some coffee or something. Duo shut the door as a pillow sailed towards him.

*

Duo stopped at his door and raised his hand to knock. He lowered it and sighed. Knock you big baby.' Duo lifted his hand and knocked on the door loudly. No answer. Hey Ma-ling, it's me. I need to get some clothes. Sooo I'm going to come in. I'm coming in. Duo bravely turned the knob and let himself in. No one was there. He breathed a sigh of relief. He noticed that Ma-ling had made the bed, the sheets were perfectly tucked in and the pillow was straight.
Well at least she's neat,' Duo thought to himself as he headed for the closet for his school uniform.

*

Duo rushed into the classroom as the finale bell rang. He collapsed into his seat just as his teacher was turning around from the chalkboard. Good to see Mr. Maxwell has graced us with his presence. she said not looking up. A few kids snickered at the comment. For the entire time Duo had been there, this was the first instance he was actually on time.
Sorry Mrs. Watson, I uh overslept. Duo apologized as he stood up and bowed and then sat back down.
The teacher looked up over the rim of her glasses. You're apologizing. All right who are and what have you done to the real Duo.
Duo laughed weakly. That's a good one Mrs. Watson.
The teacher smiled at her joke. Let us continue on with our regularly scheduled class. If you will take out your History book and turned to page 234..., the rest of the teachers words were lost in Duo's brain as he shut her out. He leaned back into his chair and looked around the room. He saw Quatre a couple seats down. He seemed to be actually listening to the teacher.
Quatre turned his head as he felt a someone staring at him. He smiled at Duo, He did make it in time after all.' Duo crossed his eyes and stuck out his tongue. Quatre stifled a laugh but not before a classmate turned to hush him. Quatre decided not to look at the American anymore because he was going to get him in trouble. A minute later Quatre was absorbed in what the teacher was saying about ancient History.
Christopher Columbus sailed across the Pacific sea to find new land. Suddenly a piece a paper sailed through the air, bounced off Quatre's head and landed in front of him on his desk. Quatre looked at it then back in the direction it had come from. Duo. He was making gestures to read it. Quatre sighed and unfolded the ball of paper.

Have you seen Ma-ling? She isn't in class.

Quatre glanced around the room. Duo had told him that Ma-ling was in almost all their classes they had, he didn't see her. Quatre glanced back and Duo and shrugged his shoulders as if to say he hadn't. He mouthed the words. Wasn't she in your room?'
Duo shook his head. She was gone when I came by.'
I hope she didn't leave.'
Duo frowned. I hope not.'
The door of the classroom opening caught the attention of both pilots as well as the teacher. She looked up and frowned the the tardy person, but her frown melted into a smile when saw a note in the person's hand.
Duo and Quatre sat dumbfounded in their seats as the person handed the teacher a note and sailed by them to their seat. Thank you Miss. Yuy for the note. Glad to see you're better this morning, Mrs. Watson said.
Ma-ling nodded her silent thank you for her teachers concern. So sorry to hear about Heero leaving. Quatre saw her body stiffen at her brother's name.
I will tell him that he is missed when I am transferred, Ma-ling answered a bit too quickly. The teacher nodded and continued teaching.
Duo and Quatre looked at each other for a moment before the American set to the task of getting Ma-ling's attention. At first he coughed. Then he cleared his throat. Next he threw a piece of paper at her, it bounced off her head and onto the ground. Quatre could see her frown but she didn't turn her head.
Mr. Maxwell, The teachers sharp voice made everyone jump except Ma-ling. Would you please quit disrupting my class and bothering Miss. Yuy. If you wish to talk to her, then please do it after class.
Yes Mrs. Watson, Duo sigh, putting his hands behind his head. As soon as the teacher was back to teaching Duo turned to Quatre. He made gestures for him to get Ma-ling's attention. Quatre sighed wearily catching Ma-ling's attention. She turned her head and stared at Quatre with questioning eyes. Surprised Quatre looked back at Duo for help. He just sat fuming because all he had to do was sigh. Not getting help from the pouting boy Quatre looked back at Ma-ling, she still stared at him waiting for what he wanted to say. Not knowing what to say at this particular time and place, he smiled.
Ma-ling arched a elegant eyebrow and gave Quatre the death glare but then a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. She turned back to the teacher, Quatre getting the hint. He settled back into his chair and tried to focus on what the teacher was saying.

*

As soon as the bell had rung Duo was out of his seat, heading towards Quatre. What did she say, he said as soon as he was in yelling distance.
Quatre winced at Duo's tone. She told me to get lost.
Duo asked surprised.
Well not in so many words. Quatre admitted. I think it's best we leave her alone for a little while.
Duo asked impulsively, immediately feeling stupid. He glanced away at Quatre's duh' look and he saw Ma-ling slip out of the room. Hey, there goes Ma-ling.
Quatre said.
Both pilots headed out of the classroom and into the crowded hallway. They separated to look for the Perfect Soldier-ess but came up empty.
Did you find her?, Duo asked.
Quatre shook his head. We better get to our next class. Ma-ling's in that one too. What is it? Math?
Duo groaned.
Quatre couldn't help but smile at the American's grief. Don't worry, it's not so bad.
Of course it's not bad for you. You smart, me dumb. It's as simple as that, I suck at math, always have, always will.
The Desert Noble rolled his eyes slightly at Duo's comment. He patted him on the shoulder. Duo, don't you know? You use math in almost everything. Take Deathscythe for example. You take care of him, repair him, fix him when he needs it. Now don't you need parts to do this? So don't you also need to measure those parts, figure out the width and height of each one. Find out if they're the right one. You need math to do this. Do you understand?
Ahh no. I lost you on Use math in almost everything. I think my brain just automatically shut you out, thinking you're a teacher.
Quatre slugged the American in the shoulder and headed into their next classroom. Duo was looking at the floor trying not to show how much Quatre hurt his shoulder when he ran into him.
Oof. Hey why'd you stop Quatre, he said walking to the side of him. He followed Quatre's gaze and his eyes widened. What the, how did, why did? Duo stopped, took a breath, and continued. How did she get here without us seeing her?
Well, she is Ma-ling Yuy, Quatre said.
I see your point. The bell rang ending the rest of Duo's comment. They both trudged to their seats, Duo groaning at the already written questions on the chalk board. Oh man this is so uncool.

TBC