Megatokyo Seraphim: Back on track! Hello hello, here I am!
Peach: Me, as well!
MS: We're here to present the next installment of The Rainmaker! Please enjoi!
Peach: Yup yup! And I hope you all have a good Veterans' Day, or other holidays going on!
MS: On with the fic!
"Drinks are served!" Duo called to his friends, who were wrapped up in thick blankets in the living room. He handed them each their steaming cups, and sat down on the loveseat next to Heero, however, keeping his fair distance. "Well?"
The three sipped at their drinks, sniffling. It was Quatre who spoke up first. "We didn't know the bus stop was out so far." He said, wiping at his nose. "We had to walk all the way down quite a few roads in the rain, as our two umbrellas snapped."
Wufei grumbled. "Cheap factories rip us off with umbrellas that can't even stand a little bit of wind." He snorted.
The others chuckled, and Quatre continued. "We didn't think it would be so bad at first, but the wind really did pick up a lot. Our clothes got soaked soon enough, and the rain got heavier for awhile, as if it had a lot to say." He looked Duo right in the eye and smiled.
Duo quickly moved his head, turning towards Heero. "I'm glad we took the motorcycle, then, don't you agree?" He smiled warmly, chin resting in his palm.
Heero sighed. "Yeah. We were pretty soaked without umbrellas."
Wufei snorted again at the mentioning of their umbrellas, and everyone broke out into laughter.
Look at us, once again. We're like family! Duo paused in his thinking. This IS my family.ALWAYS my family. He looked about, watching the others talk animatedly, feeling the heat swell up in the room, and watching the house bask in the happiness. Turning to behind him, Duo reached out automatically, he stroked the bumpy wall paint, eyes going glossy. Memories of once were engulfed him, as it had many a times, and he saw other people of long ago speaking about and enjoying themselves the very same way they were now. The memories flipped through, from games to talk to sleeping people, all filling the house with times it would never forget.
"..o? Duo?"
"Duo!" A rougher voice called, shaking his arm and bringing Duo out of his trance.
"What, what?" Duo questioned, turning his head to see what was going on. Heero and Quatre were looking worriedly at him while Trowa and Wufei sat in a heated conversation. "What's up?"
Quatre stood up and walked over to Duo, dropping the blanket wrapped about him. He kneeled down, stroking Duo's bangs aside, and felt his forehead. "Well." He commented. "You're better than earlier today. Your fever has gone down, I think."
Duo lifted his own hand to his forehead. "Fever? I didn't think I had one." He sat, looking up, wondering. "That's strange, I didn't feel it." Quatre and Heero looked at him and laughed. Duo looked confused, oblivious to what was funny. "I don't get it.why are you laughing?" The room felt warmer than ever, and the heat penetrated the layer of darkness covering every one of their hearts.
"Oh, Duo." Quatre said, and hugged the boy tightly. "I'm glad you're here." Heero joined the hug, and Duo found himself in the bottom of a very strange hugging fest, enjoying it all the same.
Duo hugged them back, smiling. "I'm glad you guys are here, too."
They broke apart, Wufei and Trowa staring questioningly at them. All five pilots looked from one to another, and soon broke out into a joyous laughter. The house reverberated the sounds, making them louder and grander than ever thought possible.
You will always be my family, my friends, my loves, all of you. Duo sighed contentedly.
"Anyone up for a game of Scrabble?" Quatre questioned, pulling out the game from its hiding place in the cabinet. Cheerful noises greeted him back, and a film of darkness slid off the secrets of the house, making it but a small shade lighter.
***
Duo threw himself onto his bed, sighing happily. "Today was really grand, wasn't it?" He asked Heero, who was putting up some novels on his bookcase. "I learned a lot that I thought I already knew. I guess you never know the truth until you experience it first-hand." He flipped over onto his stomach, staring at the peeling wallpaper once more, but not touching it. "I've heard that Trowa loves games like Scrabble, and that Wufei thinks he knows them best, and things like that, but I never truly understood it until tonight, when I watched them for myself."
Silence filled the room. Can you hear it? Can you hear it, Heero? It's like the silence of sipping hot cocoa on a cold day, warm and fulfilling, not like the one at a funeral or the cold hospital wings. I can hear it, I can feel it. This is what the house cherished in the past, and we're making memories worth keeping for it. This is what a house should be. This is it!
Duo smiled gratefully into his pillow, feeling its plush fillings brush gently against his eyes and cheeks. He felt so warm, like a child in its parents' arms. Suddenly, the bed corners creaked, weighing down the bed, and Duo flipped over to find a Heero kneeling over him smiling warmly, a foot and hand on each side of Duo's body.
"I guess the rain doesn't bring just misery and gloomy days. It's a blessing in disguise-bringing people in from the cold to talk amongst themselves, creating warmth to keep in." He advanced forward slightly.
Duo sat up, pulling his legs from underneath Heero, who sat down comfortably next to him. "Yeah, I guess that's so. A blessing in disguise.I guess I've never much thought of it like that. Most people haven't, I believe." He paused, thinking. "I mean, it gives us so much comfort, staring outside into the cool weather, feeling warmer than the room really is, next to the ones we love. Trapping people inside, rushing them home, making them worry over someone other than themselves-rain has powers almost magical. Healing the hearts of many, ushering them together, it's like.destiny for those who do not believe in it.."
Heero slid onto his side, lying down. Duo joined him, and the two scooted closer together.
Sliding his fingers gently onto the other's hand, caressing it softly, Heero sighed warmly. "I think.the person who decides on the rain...must be an amazing person. You have to make sure to call it in the right time, or else, it may get too rare for the people to remember its properties, or else too common for people to acknowledge it for the miracle it really is. Imagine having the power to control the rain.. Wouldn't that be amazing? The people have to be specially chosen for rare qualities they posses, or else plain everybody could call on the rain's special powers. It might be a tough job, but I know I'd believe in the person who did it."
Heero stared at the ceiling; unaware of the boy next to him was almost over himself with glee. Your words are so kind. They make me feel as though I'm important to this superworld; to more than just my friends, even if by a freak accident.
Slipping his hand into the others, Duo inched closer to his love. "Stay with me, Heero. Stay with me, please...." Heero glanced over at the glimmering eyes and supplied a heartfelt smile, touching his head to Duo's.
"Of course I will."
They sat like that for a long while, falling asleep to the soft pitter patter of rain. Wrapped in each other's arms, wanting to stay like that forever, they each smiled their very own smile, happy and content, as outside, the rain of miracles splashed warm drops onto the bedroom window.
***
Duo dragged himself up the next morning, shivering. As he stumbled down the hallway, he noticed a slight glow in the kitchen. Walking inside, he found Quatre sitting at the table, nibbling at a piece of toast.
"Good morning." The blonde boy said cheerfully, looking up from his paper. Duo smiled vaguely in return.
Why.? Why has everything changed so much so quickly.? I don't understand..
"Because of this odd storm, other rainy weather has flocked to it, like birds to some seed. They don't know what's happening, or how long it'll last, but they're doing all they can to find out anything about it." Quatre said, lifting up the newspaper to Duo. Duo chuckled slightly in return. "Seems we've caused something greater than we thought."
Duo shook his head lightly, sitting down with a granola bar, resisting the urge to shiver as much as possible. "It must be dropping the temperatures." He said, looking around, as if to spot frozen air. He sneezed.
"Yes, and our heater seems to be broken. I'm going to try to see if we can get it fixed as soon as possible."
"That's good." Duo said offhandedly, as he picked up a section of the paper, wrapping his legs in his shirt. "Guess we outta pull out those extra blankets and sweaters." Quatre gave a casual nod, and continued reading.
They sat in comfortable silence, Quatre occasionally sparing a glance at the other boy in worry and question, as the braided pilot sneezed and sniffled.
After finishing his breakfast and waving a short goodbye to Quatre, Duo headed back into his room. He found Heero still sleeping on the bed, atop the covers, as he had. Gliding over to him, Duo shook him gently, cooing his name.
"Mr. Sleepyhead.Heero.C'mon, Heero, it's time to get up.Heero.." Heero grunted, turning over in the bed, groping for the covers. "Heero, come on now, you've gotta get up.Heero." Heero still grasped around, coming upon Duo's arm and clutching it. He opened his eyes, wondering.
"Duo? Huh?" He blinked, screwing up his eyes and staring into the violet ones before him. "What's wrong?" Duo chuckled, and Heero sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "How late is it?"
"It's only about 10am, but I can't let you learn to be lazy all day. C'mon, get up, sleepyhead." Standing up, Duo headed into the closet, returning in a new set of clothes, bundled up for warmth, but still shivering.
"Are you okay?" Heero asked groggily, rubbing his arms vigorously and shivering. He walked over slowly to Duo, who was standing in the bathroom door frame.
"Yeah." Duo replied, and Heero let his head fall onto Duo's shoulder, as he tried to rest a bit more. Duo stroked Heero's back lightly, noticing he seemed just as cold as he was. "You should go get something warm on; you're freezing to death."
Heero followed orders, and walked into their closet to find something proper to wear. Duo slinked over to the bed, wiping his nose with a Kleenex. "It's so COLD!" He yelled out to no one.
Surprisingly, Trowa opened their door slightly as he finished his sentence. "Mind if I come in?"
Duo fell back onto the bed, giving a barely distinguishable 'no'. Trowa stepped inside carefully, attempting to avoid the piles of books, clothes, and other various things growing on their floor. When he finally made his way across the room, he sat down next to Duo and motioned him to sit up.
"I've been called in here to see if you're okay. Quatre said you looked a little pale this morning, and were sneezing up a hay mill."
Duo sniffed, deciding that an argument seemed completely useless. Trowa began by feeling his forehead, and continued with his experiments, only giving off 'uh-huh's, and 'right's, leaving Duo confused as ever.
As Duo was being checked over, Heero stepped out of their bathroom. He lay across his own bed, sniffling, and gave a "good morning, Trowa".
Trowa finished up, turning to Heero. "Good morning, Heero." He called, receiving no reply. "Would you mind coming over here for a moment? I want to check something."
Heero grunted, and pulled himself up from his bed. Crossing the room, he plopped next to Trowa, almost squishing Duo, who moved just in time. "Yes?" He asked.
Trowa just stared at him. "There's no doubt about it." He sighed, feeling Heero's forehead, as well. "You have a cold, as well, which I'm guessing you probably got from Duo." He walked as best he could to the door. "Come into the kitchen when you're done whatever you're doing. I've got something that'll help you a bit." He turned out the door, but at the last moment, flipped back around. "Duo, you probably caught your cold from being out in the rain so much, and Heero, I think you caught his cold. Don't do naughty things with a sick person, unless you want to get sick yourself." He shut the door, just in time, laughing, as Duo threw a pillow at him.
"We didn't DO ANYTHING!!" Duo yelled. Heero rolled his eyes, smiling.
"Come on, Duo, it's okay, let's just go." Duo sat, huffing, staring at the door, as Heero tugged at his arm. "Duo." Slowly, Duo rose, and the two staggered off after the doctor, wrapped together in a giant blanket, still sniffling and shivering.
A joke.a joke.! Did you hear that, house? Did you hear our fun? Our joy? Our laughter? Did you?
Megatokyo Seraphim: Let me gooooooo~~~~~~! I'm going to end the chapter here, and I hope you readers are happy with what was at least written. It is late! Past 1am already, and I am very worn, so I will continue this story in another chapter. Ta ta!
Peach: Thank you, and good night! ~leaves off to bed, singing, 'Mother, father, please believe me, every word is true. I just glimpsed a beast with two backs.~ We hope you enjoied it!
Peach: Me, as well!
MS: We're here to present the next installment of The Rainmaker! Please enjoi!
Peach: Yup yup! And I hope you all have a good Veterans' Day, or other holidays going on!
MS: On with the fic!
"Drinks are served!" Duo called to his friends, who were wrapped up in thick blankets in the living room. He handed them each their steaming cups, and sat down on the loveseat next to Heero, however, keeping his fair distance. "Well?"
The three sipped at their drinks, sniffling. It was Quatre who spoke up first. "We didn't know the bus stop was out so far." He said, wiping at his nose. "We had to walk all the way down quite a few roads in the rain, as our two umbrellas snapped."
Wufei grumbled. "Cheap factories rip us off with umbrellas that can't even stand a little bit of wind." He snorted.
The others chuckled, and Quatre continued. "We didn't think it would be so bad at first, but the wind really did pick up a lot. Our clothes got soaked soon enough, and the rain got heavier for awhile, as if it had a lot to say." He looked Duo right in the eye and smiled.
Duo quickly moved his head, turning towards Heero. "I'm glad we took the motorcycle, then, don't you agree?" He smiled warmly, chin resting in his palm.
Heero sighed. "Yeah. We were pretty soaked without umbrellas."
Wufei snorted again at the mentioning of their umbrellas, and everyone broke out into laughter.
Look at us, once again. We're like family! Duo paused in his thinking. This IS my family.ALWAYS my family. He looked about, watching the others talk animatedly, feeling the heat swell up in the room, and watching the house bask in the happiness. Turning to behind him, Duo reached out automatically, he stroked the bumpy wall paint, eyes going glossy. Memories of once were engulfed him, as it had many a times, and he saw other people of long ago speaking about and enjoying themselves the very same way they were now. The memories flipped through, from games to talk to sleeping people, all filling the house with times it would never forget.
"..o? Duo?"
"Duo!" A rougher voice called, shaking his arm and bringing Duo out of his trance.
"What, what?" Duo questioned, turning his head to see what was going on. Heero and Quatre were looking worriedly at him while Trowa and Wufei sat in a heated conversation. "What's up?"
Quatre stood up and walked over to Duo, dropping the blanket wrapped about him. He kneeled down, stroking Duo's bangs aside, and felt his forehead. "Well." He commented. "You're better than earlier today. Your fever has gone down, I think."
Duo lifted his own hand to his forehead. "Fever? I didn't think I had one." He sat, looking up, wondering. "That's strange, I didn't feel it." Quatre and Heero looked at him and laughed. Duo looked confused, oblivious to what was funny. "I don't get it.why are you laughing?" The room felt warmer than ever, and the heat penetrated the layer of darkness covering every one of their hearts.
"Oh, Duo." Quatre said, and hugged the boy tightly. "I'm glad you're here." Heero joined the hug, and Duo found himself in the bottom of a very strange hugging fest, enjoying it all the same.
Duo hugged them back, smiling. "I'm glad you guys are here, too."
They broke apart, Wufei and Trowa staring questioningly at them. All five pilots looked from one to another, and soon broke out into a joyous laughter. The house reverberated the sounds, making them louder and grander than ever thought possible.
You will always be my family, my friends, my loves, all of you. Duo sighed contentedly.
"Anyone up for a game of Scrabble?" Quatre questioned, pulling out the game from its hiding place in the cabinet. Cheerful noises greeted him back, and a film of darkness slid off the secrets of the house, making it but a small shade lighter.
***
Duo threw himself onto his bed, sighing happily. "Today was really grand, wasn't it?" He asked Heero, who was putting up some novels on his bookcase. "I learned a lot that I thought I already knew. I guess you never know the truth until you experience it first-hand." He flipped over onto his stomach, staring at the peeling wallpaper once more, but not touching it. "I've heard that Trowa loves games like Scrabble, and that Wufei thinks he knows them best, and things like that, but I never truly understood it until tonight, when I watched them for myself."
Silence filled the room. Can you hear it? Can you hear it, Heero? It's like the silence of sipping hot cocoa on a cold day, warm and fulfilling, not like the one at a funeral or the cold hospital wings. I can hear it, I can feel it. This is what the house cherished in the past, and we're making memories worth keeping for it. This is what a house should be. This is it!
Duo smiled gratefully into his pillow, feeling its plush fillings brush gently against his eyes and cheeks. He felt so warm, like a child in its parents' arms. Suddenly, the bed corners creaked, weighing down the bed, and Duo flipped over to find a Heero kneeling over him smiling warmly, a foot and hand on each side of Duo's body.
"I guess the rain doesn't bring just misery and gloomy days. It's a blessing in disguise-bringing people in from the cold to talk amongst themselves, creating warmth to keep in." He advanced forward slightly.
Duo sat up, pulling his legs from underneath Heero, who sat down comfortably next to him. "Yeah, I guess that's so. A blessing in disguise.I guess I've never much thought of it like that. Most people haven't, I believe." He paused, thinking. "I mean, it gives us so much comfort, staring outside into the cool weather, feeling warmer than the room really is, next to the ones we love. Trapping people inside, rushing them home, making them worry over someone other than themselves-rain has powers almost magical. Healing the hearts of many, ushering them together, it's like.destiny for those who do not believe in it.."
Heero slid onto his side, lying down. Duo joined him, and the two scooted closer together.
Sliding his fingers gently onto the other's hand, caressing it softly, Heero sighed warmly. "I think.the person who decides on the rain...must be an amazing person. You have to make sure to call it in the right time, or else, it may get too rare for the people to remember its properties, or else too common for people to acknowledge it for the miracle it really is. Imagine having the power to control the rain.. Wouldn't that be amazing? The people have to be specially chosen for rare qualities they posses, or else plain everybody could call on the rain's special powers. It might be a tough job, but I know I'd believe in the person who did it."
Heero stared at the ceiling; unaware of the boy next to him was almost over himself with glee. Your words are so kind. They make me feel as though I'm important to this superworld; to more than just my friends, even if by a freak accident.
Slipping his hand into the others, Duo inched closer to his love. "Stay with me, Heero. Stay with me, please...." Heero glanced over at the glimmering eyes and supplied a heartfelt smile, touching his head to Duo's.
"Of course I will."
They sat like that for a long while, falling asleep to the soft pitter patter of rain. Wrapped in each other's arms, wanting to stay like that forever, they each smiled their very own smile, happy and content, as outside, the rain of miracles splashed warm drops onto the bedroom window.
***
Duo dragged himself up the next morning, shivering. As he stumbled down the hallway, he noticed a slight glow in the kitchen. Walking inside, he found Quatre sitting at the table, nibbling at a piece of toast.
"Good morning." The blonde boy said cheerfully, looking up from his paper. Duo smiled vaguely in return.
Why.? Why has everything changed so much so quickly.? I don't understand..
"Because of this odd storm, other rainy weather has flocked to it, like birds to some seed. They don't know what's happening, or how long it'll last, but they're doing all they can to find out anything about it." Quatre said, lifting up the newspaper to Duo. Duo chuckled slightly in return. "Seems we've caused something greater than we thought."
Duo shook his head lightly, sitting down with a granola bar, resisting the urge to shiver as much as possible. "It must be dropping the temperatures." He said, looking around, as if to spot frozen air. He sneezed.
"Yes, and our heater seems to be broken. I'm going to try to see if we can get it fixed as soon as possible."
"That's good." Duo said offhandedly, as he picked up a section of the paper, wrapping his legs in his shirt. "Guess we outta pull out those extra blankets and sweaters." Quatre gave a casual nod, and continued reading.
They sat in comfortable silence, Quatre occasionally sparing a glance at the other boy in worry and question, as the braided pilot sneezed and sniffled.
After finishing his breakfast and waving a short goodbye to Quatre, Duo headed back into his room. He found Heero still sleeping on the bed, atop the covers, as he had. Gliding over to him, Duo shook him gently, cooing his name.
"Mr. Sleepyhead.Heero.C'mon, Heero, it's time to get up.Heero.." Heero grunted, turning over in the bed, groping for the covers. "Heero, come on now, you've gotta get up.Heero." Heero still grasped around, coming upon Duo's arm and clutching it. He opened his eyes, wondering.
"Duo? Huh?" He blinked, screwing up his eyes and staring into the violet ones before him. "What's wrong?" Duo chuckled, and Heero sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "How late is it?"
"It's only about 10am, but I can't let you learn to be lazy all day. C'mon, get up, sleepyhead." Standing up, Duo headed into the closet, returning in a new set of clothes, bundled up for warmth, but still shivering.
"Are you okay?" Heero asked groggily, rubbing his arms vigorously and shivering. He walked over slowly to Duo, who was standing in the bathroom door frame.
"Yeah." Duo replied, and Heero let his head fall onto Duo's shoulder, as he tried to rest a bit more. Duo stroked Heero's back lightly, noticing he seemed just as cold as he was. "You should go get something warm on; you're freezing to death."
Heero followed orders, and walked into their closet to find something proper to wear. Duo slinked over to the bed, wiping his nose with a Kleenex. "It's so COLD!" He yelled out to no one.
Surprisingly, Trowa opened their door slightly as he finished his sentence. "Mind if I come in?"
Duo fell back onto the bed, giving a barely distinguishable 'no'. Trowa stepped inside carefully, attempting to avoid the piles of books, clothes, and other various things growing on their floor. When he finally made his way across the room, he sat down next to Duo and motioned him to sit up.
"I've been called in here to see if you're okay. Quatre said you looked a little pale this morning, and were sneezing up a hay mill."
Duo sniffed, deciding that an argument seemed completely useless. Trowa began by feeling his forehead, and continued with his experiments, only giving off 'uh-huh's, and 'right's, leaving Duo confused as ever.
As Duo was being checked over, Heero stepped out of their bathroom. He lay across his own bed, sniffling, and gave a "good morning, Trowa".
Trowa finished up, turning to Heero. "Good morning, Heero." He called, receiving no reply. "Would you mind coming over here for a moment? I want to check something."
Heero grunted, and pulled himself up from his bed. Crossing the room, he plopped next to Trowa, almost squishing Duo, who moved just in time. "Yes?" He asked.
Trowa just stared at him. "There's no doubt about it." He sighed, feeling Heero's forehead, as well. "You have a cold, as well, which I'm guessing you probably got from Duo." He walked as best he could to the door. "Come into the kitchen when you're done whatever you're doing. I've got something that'll help you a bit." He turned out the door, but at the last moment, flipped back around. "Duo, you probably caught your cold from being out in the rain so much, and Heero, I think you caught his cold. Don't do naughty things with a sick person, unless you want to get sick yourself." He shut the door, just in time, laughing, as Duo threw a pillow at him.
"We didn't DO ANYTHING!!" Duo yelled. Heero rolled his eyes, smiling.
"Come on, Duo, it's okay, let's just go." Duo sat, huffing, staring at the door, as Heero tugged at his arm. "Duo." Slowly, Duo rose, and the two staggered off after the doctor, wrapped together in a giant blanket, still sniffling and shivering.
A joke.a joke.! Did you hear that, house? Did you hear our fun? Our joy? Our laughter? Did you?
Megatokyo Seraphim: Let me gooooooo~~~~~~! I'm going to end the chapter here, and I hope you readers are happy with what was at least written. It is late! Past 1am already, and I am very worn, so I will continue this story in another chapter. Ta ta!
Peach: Thank you, and good night! ~leaves off to bed, singing, 'Mother, father, please believe me, every word is true. I just glimpsed a beast with two backs.~ We hope you enjoied it!