Warning: reference to past 2+H, not a lot, don't worry.
Chapter four: muumuus and heals don't...
(My chapter names keep getting weirder, ne?)
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Duo doodled in the salt that had been scattered over the counter top; first a star, then swirl, and then the word 'hello' (having nothing better to write). Ah yes, it was true...his job truly sucked. And he truly hated it. And he hated his boss. And he hated the other staff. And he particularly hated the customers.
"Two sodas, two...make that THREE burgers and...a portion of chips." Said an obese woman in a muumuu.
"Salt?" he asked
"Huh?"
"Salt. For the chips." He paused. "Salt?" He asked again.
"Yeah sure. Oh, and ketchup, lots of it." The lady said, her neck rippling as she spoke.
Duo turned to one of the girls who were making the food "two soda, three burger, chips. For the muumuu lady." Duo knew fine well the lady heard him but at this point he...('didn't care' would be an understatement) couldn't give a flying fuck. ~ Hmmm, ~ he mused, ~ a flying fuck. Now there's a thought. ~
The lady looked like she was about to say something, then didn't, then started again, "f-for your information I have a medical problem."
"Uh-hu." Duo said dully, "and the doc recommended food, did he?"
The woman turned bright red in anger and turned on her heal, ready for a dramatic exit that would prove she didn't need the food and that would leave everyone in awe (this she knew would not happen, but she would not be there to SEE it not happening and what you can't see can't hurt you) but alas, as in all dramatic exits...something went wrong, her heal on her shoe broke just as she was turning. With a loud crash, she fell like a brick wall, taking down several other customers with her.
"Shit! Oh, shit!!" Cursed Duo, running to the ladies side to help her up, "miss, I'm really sorry!" but his desperate attempt to apologise was lost in the noise a confusion of the moment and as soon as the lady was up she was out the door as fast as he stout legs and broken shoe could carry her.
The was a brief moment where everyone just stood in silence and confusion, but the moment passed quickly and Duo threw himself down on a seat and sighed. He looked up at the damp on the ceiling and opened his mouth to speak, "I..." he said, "am a complete bastard..."
"Yes," replied a girl's voice for behind him, "you are."
He looked at her, looked away, and hung his head in his hands, "...Hello Hilde."
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They sat at a table by the window as they rationally discussed the problem...sure they did.
"-And I knew that. I didn't want to leave you but it was just what felt right, so-"
"So you left? I loved you, and you left." Hilde cut it.
"Will you just listen to me for a second!!!??" It was like he couldn't get a word in, if she wanted an apology she was going the wrong way about it, "Heero wasn't do well...I...he's my friend, was. Hilde, he was mentally unstable, he proved it."
"And he wasn't before?" She retorted.
"Am I? Am I completely stable, do you think I have everything worked out? Heero wasn't the only one with issues, he just wouldn't let anyone help him!"
"And you?" she scowled.
"And me what?" Duo asked genuinely confused.
"You didn't get help, you ran away."
"I didn't! I went to make sure Heero wouldn't do anything stupid, which...I guess I couldn't stop. Heh, he always did do what he felt was right."
No, that wasn't right. Heero always did what he was TOLD was right. Heero had been trained to follow orders, that was why he couldn't survive, he had no orders to follow so how was he suppose to know what to do. Relena was convinced that the whole 'perfect soldier' thing was a mask, Heero had no mask and Duo could see it. That's not to say he wasn't human, he was, and he still had tinny threads of emotion left in him, but Heero couldn't relate to his emotions, his own emotions. He had long detached himself from the world and had never really been acquainted with his emotions; they were all strangers to him. When Heero killed he could feel something and that was it, he couldn't tell what or why it was...he was detached, detached from the world and himself. Duo never wanted to feel that, he couldn't bare to feel as dead as Heero must have felt, well, maybe he didn't really notice, not that that was any better.
"Heero was just a soldier, not like you." Hilde said, looking deeply into Duo's eyes, "you are truly a good person and I never once doubted that." ...the only words Duo heard were 'Heero', 'just' and 'soldier'.
At that point the only thing Duo could think was of his fist in Hilde's gut. But he didn't, he couldn't hurt the girl. Because he had once loved her, not for long and not a lot, but he had.
"Heero was more than a soldier, he was my friend, he was my friend and I only wanted to help him." He looked back into her eyes, "I'm sorry I left you Hilde...you should...I don't..." He pause and thought what to say, "I'm sorry."
"I'm here now, though." She smiled, "And I'll stay."
In some odd way it was comforting, but it wasn't enough. Hilde looked out the window and up at the sky.
Just then a pair of arms were slowly draped over his shoulders and a head was rested in the nape of Duo neck. Duo closed his eyes, but he could still see a feel Heero there...
He didn't want to face the facts, he would never lie out-loud but in his head he could keep repeating 'just a friend, just a friend, just a friend...just a friend...'
- - - - - - - - - - TBC
a/n
And in the words of the famous...er...whoever "OH GOD!!!!! PLEEEEEEASE REEEEVIEEEW!!! PLEEEEAASE!!!!!!!!!!! WAAAAAHH"
^_____^ shortly after the was prescribed anti-depressants.
Chapter four: muumuus and heals don't...
(My chapter names keep getting weirder, ne?)
* ~ * ~ *
Duo doodled in the salt that had been scattered over the counter top; first a star, then swirl, and then the word 'hello' (having nothing better to write). Ah yes, it was true...his job truly sucked. And he truly hated it. And he hated his boss. And he hated the other staff. And he particularly hated the customers.
"Two sodas, two...make that THREE burgers and...a portion of chips." Said an obese woman in a muumuu.
"Salt?" he asked
"Huh?"
"Salt. For the chips." He paused. "Salt?" He asked again.
"Yeah sure. Oh, and ketchup, lots of it." The lady said, her neck rippling as she spoke.
Duo turned to one of the girls who were making the food "two soda, three burger, chips. For the muumuu lady." Duo knew fine well the lady heard him but at this point he...('didn't care' would be an understatement) couldn't give a flying fuck. ~ Hmmm, ~ he mused, ~ a flying fuck. Now there's a thought. ~
The lady looked like she was about to say something, then didn't, then started again, "f-for your information I have a medical problem."
"Uh-hu." Duo said dully, "and the doc recommended food, did he?"
The woman turned bright red in anger and turned on her heal, ready for a dramatic exit that would prove she didn't need the food and that would leave everyone in awe (this she knew would not happen, but she would not be there to SEE it not happening and what you can't see can't hurt you) but alas, as in all dramatic exits...something went wrong, her heal on her shoe broke just as she was turning. With a loud crash, she fell like a brick wall, taking down several other customers with her.
"Shit! Oh, shit!!" Cursed Duo, running to the ladies side to help her up, "miss, I'm really sorry!" but his desperate attempt to apologise was lost in the noise a confusion of the moment and as soon as the lady was up she was out the door as fast as he stout legs and broken shoe could carry her.
The was a brief moment where everyone just stood in silence and confusion, but the moment passed quickly and Duo threw himself down on a seat and sighed. He looked up at the damp on the ceiling and opened his mouth to speak, "I..." he said, "am a complete bastard..."
"Yes," replied a girl's voice for behind him, "you are."
He looked at her, looked away, and hung his head in his hands, "...Hello Hilde."
* ~ * ~ *
They sat at a table by the window as they rationally discussed the problem...sure they did.
"-And I knew that. I didn't want to leave you but it was just what felt right, so-"
"So you left? I loved you, and you left." Hilde cut it.
"Will you just listen to me for a second!!!??" It was like he couldn't get a word in, if she wanted an apology she was going the wrong way about it, "Heero wasn't do well...I...he's my friend, was. Hilde, he was mentally unstable, he proved it."
"And he wasn't before?" She retorted.
"Am I? Am I completely stable, do you think I have everything worked out? Heero wasn't the only one with issues, he just wouldn't let anyone help him!"
"And you?" she scowled.
"And me what?" Duo asked genuinely confused.
"You didn't get help, you ran away."
"I didn't! I went to make sure Heero wouldn't do anything stupid, which...I guess I couldn't stop. Heh, he always did do what he felt was right."
No, that wasn't right. Heero always did what he was TOLD was right. Heero had been trained to follow orders, that was why he couldn't survive, he had no orders to follow so how was he suppose to know what to do. Relena was convinced that the whole 'perfect soldier' thing was a mask, Heero had no mask and Duo could see it. That's not to say he wasn't human, he was, and he still had tinny threads of emotion left in him, but Heero couldn't relate to his emotions, his own emotions. He had long detached himself from the world and had never really been acquainted with his emotions; they were all strangers to him. When Heero killed he could feel something and that was it, he couldn't tell what or why it was...he was detached, detached from the world and himself. Duo never wanted to feel that, he couldn't bare to feel as dead as Heero must have felt, well, maybe he didn't really notice, not that that was any better.
"Heero was just a soldier, not like you." Hilde said, looking deeply into Duo's eyes, "you are truly a good person and I never once doubted that." ...the only words Duo heard were 'Heero', 'just' and 'soldier'.
At that point the only thing Duo could think was of his fist in Hilde's gut. But he didn't, he couldn't hurt the girl. Because he had once loved her, not for long and not a lot, but he had.
"Heero was more than a soldier, he was my friend, he was my friend and I only wanted to help him." He looked back into her eyes, "I'm sorry I left you Hilde...you should...I don't..." He pause and thought what to say, "I'm sorry."
"I'm here now, though." She smiled, "And I'll stay."
In some odd way it was comforting, but it wasn't enough. Hilde looked out the window and up at the sky.
Just then a pair of arms were slowly draped over his shoulders and a head was rested in the nape of Duo neck. Duo closed his eyes, but he could still see a feel Heero there...
He didn't want to face the facts, he would never lie out-loud but in his head he could keep repeating 'just a friend, just a friend, just a friend...just a friend...'
- - - - - - - - - - TBC
a/n
And in the words of the famous...er...whoever "OH GOD!!!!! PLEEEEEEASE REEEEVIEEEW!!! PLEEEEAASE!!!!!!!!!!! WAAAAAHH"
^_____^ shortly after the was prescribed anti-depressants.