"Okay, the most admired and hottest guy in school, who's straight, and has a girlfriend, agrees to take me
out on a date. Then he acts like a complete jerk and pisses me off, now I'm going to get ice cream with
him...and he has his arm around me? Did I secretly turn into a girl at some point during this date? Great,
now I'm a transvestite. Is the world is out to get me?"
"Quatre?"
"Yes ma'am!?" I rush.
My pity date stared at me with disbelief.
"Er...I mean, uh, yes Trowa?"
"Uh, your ice cream is dripping."
Streams of freezing cold, double fudge brownie ice cream were running down my hand. I quickly wiped
them off with a napkin. My mind was still trying to find out how this alternate universe where Trowa was
putting his arm around me worked.
"Why the hell did you follow me out of the restaurant? It was obvious you didn't want to be seen with me
at all." I said.
Trowa looked at the ground. What is it with people and staring at the ground, children are going to be
born with their necks pointing to the ground I swear!
"Well, er...this is kind of hard for me to say..."
"Ladies and gentlemen another one of our trademark pauses." I drone monotonously in my head.
"Truth is Quatre, well; you're not that bad of a guy. I mean, you've started to grow on me and...er...Quatre
I have a small confession to make."
"I'm on Candid Camera?"
"What is it Trowa?" I asked, practically biting my tongue off to keep the sarcastic comment in my mouth.
He hesitated for eternity, and just when I had gotten up the courage to strangle it out of him, he started
talking. Damn, no bloodshed.
"This wasn't really a pity date. Catherine didn't force me to do this at all. In fact she was pissed that you
even asked me, and forbid me to go. But she's pissing me off so much lately; that I knew that going on
this date would make her crazy. And, um, I was kind of curious."
That has got to be the most sentences he's ever said in a row. And he did this to piss of his girlfriend
instead? What the fuck is this? What did I do to deserve this? What is Catherine going to do to me if she
finds out? Wait, hold everything. He was curious?
I swear I saw images of me being horribly dismantled in my ice cream. Even dairy products are out to get
me!
"So, the reason I was nervous was because one of Catherine's evil minions, I mean friends, was in the restaurant."
"So now I look like an idiot. Great."
"Oh, I'm sorry...I misunderstood." I mumbled into my ice cream.
"I'm really sorry Quatre. This probably shits for you."
"Probably isn't the word." I mumble again.
I'm beginning to notice that Trowa has this habit of ignoring certain comments.
"Hey, you want me to bring you back home now?"
I gave a slight nod, and Trowa led me back to his car, placing his arm comfortably around my shoulders
again. ^ ^
We had a silent ride back to my house. Not one of those uncomfortable silences that I'm used to, but a
nice silent one. We stopped outside my house. I was about to get out of the car when Trowa's arm
caught my hand. He leaned over and...
~At School The Next Morning~
"No way! How was it?" Duo asked at school the next morning.
"Wet." I said quietly, turning pink.
Duo laughed.
"Ooo Quatre. Any tongue involved?"
"Duo! He was doing it to make at least part of the date to feel authentic." I said defensively, even though
I was disappointed that there wasn't any. Duo made another one of his smug faces.
"Sure. So, when's the next date?"
"Oh great. Just bring that up."
I sighed heavily.
"There isn't one. I just have to face it. I'm gay and he's straight. Oh, and by the way Duo. If Catherine
comes over here and tries to rip my head off, I'm putting all the blame on you."
"YOU"RE WHAT!?" Duo screamed.
"You heard me. Besides, this whole thing was your idea. It's not my fault Catherine had forbidden Trowa
to take me out."
"She what? I thought it was her who let him." Duo asked, getting more confused by the second.
"I thought so too, but apparently, she was against it. So, your fault, your punishment." I said firmly.
Duo gave me a pleading look.
"Quatre please! You can't let me take the blame. You know Catherine and I can't stand each other! What
if she tries to feed me that soup again? You remember how well that went the last time."
"I thought it tasted great."
Duo: O.o "You gotta be kidding me. But that's not the point. Quat please!! Don't hand me over to Satan's
wrath! I'm beggin' ya!"
Duo dropped to the ground and grabbed my knees.
"Please master please! Don't be so cruel! I repent! I repent!" he begged.
"This is what being a preacher's son has done to you?" I asked looking down at him.
"Winner!" a cold voice shouted.
I tried to turn to get a better look at the caller, but Duo still hadn't let go.
Like a scene from a classic horror movie, the dreaded, cheerleading, Catherine Bloom approached me in
the hallway.
"Oh...Catherine. How are you today?" I said giving a transparent smile.
"Maxwell." she hissed.
"Mornin' bitch. Still using surnames for those lower than you?" Duo asked with an evil grin. He's creepy
around Catherine, and Catherine's creepy 24/7.
"Piss off Maxwell; at least I'm not on the floor."
"At least I'm not on the floor." Duo mocked in a baby voice.
Catherine's left eye brow twitched a little. She ignored Maxwell, I mean Duo, and turned backed to me.
"What the hell do you think you're doing going out with MY boyfriend Winner?" she demanded.
"Well I uh...I didn't..."
"Don't try and deny it Winner. Relena told me she saw you and Trowa at a restaurant together."
"The psychopath who stalked Heero a few years back saw us. Great..."
"I'm, I'm really sorry Catherine. I didn't mean to do any harm. I-"
"You better watch out Winner. People get hurt when they try and take Trowa from me. So you better lay off."
"Or you'll what?" Trowa's voice asked from behind me.
"Trowa! I told you not to take this little freak's offer. How could you do this to me?" Catherine demanded.
"Because you're a total bitch Catherine. It's over, you too much to deal with; it gives me a head ache."
Trowa said, putting his arm around me in a slightly defensive way.
Catherine looked like she had just broken a nail; or that one of her hairs was out of place. She was horrified.
"So...so now you're dating this little fuck! You...you..."
Her eye brow was dancing on her forehead by now.
"Leave Quatre alone Catherine."
Catherine was in tears. She gave a small sniff and stormed off with the rest of her pom-pom people in tow.
"Sorry about them Quatre." Trowa said quietly.
"Don't worry about it. Thanks."
Duo tugged on my pant leg.
"Hey, aren't you going to introduce me?"
Trowa looked down, confused.
I groaned.
"Duo...you little bastard. Trowa, this is Duo. Duo this is Trowa." I said through clenched teeth.
"This is that annoying guy who you're always trying to harm." Trowa said absently.
"Hiya! Nice pants Tro." Duo said, pulling on the leg of Trowa's pants.
"Um...hi?"
I slapped my hand to my forehead.
"If at any time you want to take him out to the courtyard and shoot him, you have my permission to do
so."
TBC
~*Author's Note:*~
Hey people! I had spare time on my hands, so I got this chapter done really soon. But school is starting
soon, so the next few chapters might be a little slow. I promise to continue though. And to any
cheerleaders who read this, very sorry for the stereotype, but it fit the story best. Ja!
-BlackStar
