Love Letter
Chapter Two
Sendai, AC 198
Heero Yuy, known to his friends as Ni, jumped out of bed and bounded to the bathroom, stopping to give Sister Helen a good morning kiss on the cheek along the way. He started to undo his long, chestnut brown hair as he stepped into the shower, humming some random tune that had popped into his head. Normally, he wasn't a morning person, but today was different. He was full of nervous energy- it had been a miracle that he had gotten any sleep last night at all. Today would be his first day at a new high school. He had attended a private Catholic school up until now, but since his father had...passed away recently, and Father Maxwell just didn't have the funds to pay for his tuition, he would be attending public school this year. And to top it off, this was his last year of high school- which meant he wouldn't be graduating with the people he called his friends, and only had a few months to forge new, hopefully lasting friendships. Ni stepped out of the shower, braided his hair, and grabbed a piece of fruit as he ran out of the house. God, he was always late.
* * *
The teacher looked up from her clipboard, glancing first at the Prussian eyed boy she had known for two years now, then at the new transfer student.
"Well," she said, "it's certainly unusual that you both have the same name. Especially considering the fact that your names are so uncommon to begin with. This might result in some confusion in the classroom-"
"Don't worry, Sensei," Ni started, "I go by the nickname Ni, so it shouldn't be confusing at all."
"Oh, that's good. Everyone," here she looked up at the class, "I hope you'll all make an attempt to help Ni get assimilated to his new school. Ni, why don't you take a seat next to Heero- I'm sure he'll love to show you around when there's a break."
Ni nodded, walking over to the solemn looking boy that shared his name. Taking a seat, he opened his mouth to ask Heero if he would mind showing him around during lunch, when the girl sitting on his other side got his attention.
"Hi!" she said loudly, "Don't bother- he's Mr. Anti-social, you wouldn't want him showing you around."
Ni looked at Heero, who was still glaring at the front of the room. He was about to ask her to elaborate, when she held out her hand. "My name's Hirde, by the way. And I'd be more than happy to take you around the school."
Ni smiled, grateful for the offered friendship. He took her hand. "Thanks, I'd really appreciate it."
* * *
Hirde pushed open a set of double doors and motioned for Ni to step outside.
"That's pretty much the whole interior of the school," she said, leading him to sit down in the nearby bleachers. "And there's not much else out here. This is our track and soccer field, our soccer team's actually number six in this region. There are basketball courts on the north side of campus, and a small field past there where we like to eat lunch, or just hang out, sometimes."
Ni nodded politely, and then they just sat there for a little bit. They had decided to conduct the tour after school, and Ni still had some time until he was due home. He saw some students, the school's cross-country team judging from their uniforms, get ready to run around the track. He watched them disinterestedly until his eyes fell on a familiar figure.
"Hey, Hirde, you know Heero Yuy? The other one? What's the deal with him?"
Hirde followed Ni's gaze down to where Heero was stretching on the track. "What do you mean?"
"Well, you said before that he was anti-social- what'd you mean?"
Hirde shrugged. "Exactly that. I've known him since the beginning of high school, but only by name really- I haven't actually had a meaningful conversation with him ever. He doesn't really talk with anybody, doesn't have any friends as far as I can tell. He's really weird, but a lot of the girls and some of the guys here have, or have had, some kind of thing with him."
"A thing?"
"Yeah, like a crush. I guess it's the way he looks, I can't see it being personality. Or maybe it is personality. Maybe it's the conviction that you could be the one and only person able to get through his passivity and change him."
Ni smirked, looking at Hirde out of the corners of his eyes. "Did you ever have a 'thing' for him, Hirde?"
Hirde blushed, shifting slightly in embarrassment. "That's besides the point. Anyway, I was younger and more foolish then."
"How old were you?"
Hirde's blush deepened. "I was a freshman, but..."
"But?"
"I didn't stop liking him until last year."
Ni raised his hand to cover his mouth as he started laughing, while Hirde mock-glared at him. After a few moments Hirde too started laughing, and the two tumbled out of the bleachers to go home. Ni smiled, glad that he had already made a new friend.
* * *
It was a month before Ni had his first conversation with Heero Yuy. He had spent the day coughing and blowing his nose in bed, when there was a ring at the door. A few moments later Father Maxwell's voice echoed through the house.
"Ni, there's some one here to see you."
Ni climbed out of bed and waddled to the foyer, where he was very surprised to find Heero waiting for him.
"Hello," he said, realizing he didn't know what else to say. Heero just kept staring at him while he stood there. "Ummm... would you like to come sit down in the living room?"
"No thank you."
Ni shifted uncomfortably, waiting for Heero to break the silence. Weird, he thought. He was thinking of something he could say when Heero thrust some papers in his face.
"Sato Sensei wanted me to give you these. They're a copy of my notes from class, so you won't fall behind."
"Oh," Ni took the notes from Heero´s hands. "Thank you. I hope I didn't cause too much trouble for you."
"You didn't. Your place was on my way home, so I didn't have to go out of my way or anything."
"Still, it was nice of you."
Heero nodded. "Anytime."
"I guess you'll be coming over often then. I get sick a lot."
Heero opened his mouth to say or ask something, but he must have thought better of it because he quickly closed it again.
"Well, I guess I'll see you in school tomorrow."
"Yeah. I should go now."
Ni walked past Heero to open the front door, smiling as Heero left. "Ja ne, Heero."
"Ja," Heero replied softly as he walked away, not looking back.
Ni looked down at his notes, trying to read Heero's handwriting. He had assumed that Heero had just made photocopies of his notes, but running his fingers over the still fresh ink he realized that Heero had hand copied them. He would have to thank him again later.
* * *
Ni tapped his pencil against the table in rhythmic patterns, scanning the textbook in front of him for information on modern art. The library was one of his favorite places to study. It had rows upon rows of hardwood shelves full of books, with tables scattered throughout. There were large windows along the walls that the sunlight filtered in through, surrounded by layers of sheer white curtains. It was a great atmosphere.
He looked up at one of those windows, expecting to enjoy a view of the field outside for a few moments before he had to return to his studies. Instead, he found himself staring at Heero Yuy. Heero was leaning against the side of the open window, the wind outside making the curtains billow all around him. The shirtsleeves of his school uniform were rolled up to his elbows, and he had one foot propped against the wall. He looked like he was posing for a magazine shoot or something. Ni had to admit this was a much better view than the one he had sought out. Heero must have noticed some one staring at him then, because he looked up from the book he was reading. He made his way towards Ni and took the seat opposite from him, placing two other books aside from the one he was reading on the table with a loud thud.
"I don't think I've ever seen you around here," he said.
Ni shook his head. "I only come here to study. How about you? It seems you come around here a lot."
Ni gestured at Heero's stack of books. Heero nodded in agreement. "Yeah. I must have checked out half the books in the library by now."
"Wow. Where do you find the time to read so much?"
"I don't read them."
Ni was confused. "Then why check them out?"
Heero grabbed one of the books from Ni's pile and flipped to the inside back cover. That was where the school glued those pockets that held the white cards you were supposed to write your name and date on when you signed out a book. He slipped out the small card and handed it to Ni. There, written on the third blue line from the top, was the name Heero Yuy, dated October 23, 198. Ni looked up questioningly.
"I like to write my name in those books. I'll probably have the whole library done by the end of the school year."
Ni took back the book and slipped the card back in. Heero Yuy just seemed stranger the more he got to know him. "Why?"
Heero shrugged. "I just like to write it."
"How long have you been doing this?"
"Since the beginning of the school year."
"That's interesting."
Ni went back to studying as Heero grabbed his books and headed to the front desk to check them out. After a while he realized that none of the books he found had any information on fauvism, and made his way to the art section to see if he could dig up any books on the movement. Grabbing a promising book off the shelf, Ni scanned the index for relevant information. Finding it, he closed the book and looked up, finding himself cornered by a pair of cornflower blue eyes not one inch from his own.
"Aaaaa!" he shrieked, lurching back and falling against the bookshelf in back of him. He raised his arms in an effort to protect himself from a few books that decided to come down from their places on the shelf.
The strange girl crept forward until she was face to face with him again. "Shhh. You're in a library."
Ni was about to tell her that he wouldn't be screaming if she hadn't shocked him like that when she grabbed his hand to help him up. They both bent down to pick up the fallen books and put them in their rightful places.
"Thanks," Ni said.
"Oh, it's quite all right. My name is Relena Peacecraft, by the way."
The girl made a small curtsy and held out her hand, palm down, to Ni. Ni misunderstood and started shaking it. "I'm Heero Yuy."
The girl's eyes widened slightly. "You have the same name as my Heero."
Ni decided to ignore the use of the possessive pronoun. The girl seemed nice enough, even though she was slightly odd. "Yeah, funny coincidence. Most people call me Ni, though."
Relena smiled. "Well, Ni, I couldn't help but notice you talking with Heero back there. It's amazing- he rarely talks to any one unless he has too."
"Oh, that," Ni scratched the back of his head as he made his way back to the table with his book. "We really weren't talking about anything. Just a weird habit he has."
Relena followed him. "Still. And the fact that he goes to visit you at home so often, must speak volumes about your friendship."
Ni wondered how Relena knew Heero often came to his house. "Oh, he just comes over to drop by class notes. I'm sick a lot, and Sato Sensei asked him to do it so I wouldn't fall behind the rest of the class."
"I don't think so. I had a class with Sato Sensei last year, and she never asked any one to go out of their way just so some other kid could have a set of notes. Anyway, you've been in class while other children were out sick. Did she ever ask any one to take notes to those absentees?"
"Well, no..." Ni stared at Relena, dumbfounded. Why had Heero gone through all that trouble if Sato Sensei hadn't asked him too? And why would he lie about it?
"He must consider you a close friend then." Relena offered.
"I don't know. We barely even speak to each other."
Relena dismissed Ni's words with a shake of her hand. "Talking just isn't Heero's way. But Ni, I was wondering. Since you and Heero are such good friends, could you maybe, do me a favor? I'll be your best friend if you help me out! Onegai?"
"Sure!" Ni said, always eager to make a new friend. "What do you need help with?"
Relena suddenly started blushing. "Well, the thing is... I have something of a crush on Heero, but he doesn't seem to notice any one except for you. I wrote him this letter, and I wanted to know, if maybe you could read it over for me? And if it seems okay to you, could you deliver it to him? I'm sure he would read it if you delivered it. And then maybe he would notice me too."
Ni nodded, feeling sorry for the girl. Heero could be so oblivious sometimes. Relena dug around in her knapsack a little, coming out with a little pink envelope and handing it to Ni. Ni pulled the letter out to read. It was a bit sappy at times, but it was okay. Heero would get the message.
"This is good. When do you want me to deliver it ?"
"Oh, as soon as possible. Thank you so much, Ni!" Relena reached out to hug Ni, then let go with a shriek. "I almost forgot. Give me the letter for a second."
Ni watched as Relena took the letter from his hand and used a big heart sticker to seal it.
"Cute touch," Ni commented. Relena pushed the envelope back in his hand and kissed him on the cheek.
"Thanks again, for everything. I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?"
Ni waved goodbye as Relena skipped out of the library. Looking at his watch, he saw that he should be heading home too. He could study some more tomorrow. As he walked towards the track on his way home he saw Heero running laps.
"Heero!" he called, running to catch up with the other boy. Heero stopped and turned around, his eyes lighting up for a moment. Ni attributed it to the sunlight gleaming off the snow.
"Hi!"
"Hey," Ni had to pause to catch his breath. He wasn't used to the exercise. He walked a few feet to the bleachers, where he sat down next to Heero's bag. "I've got something to give you."
Heero followed and took a seat next to Ni, waiting patiently as he dug around in his pockets.
"Here it is." Ni pressed the pink envelope into Heero's open palm. Heero flipped it over, running a finger around the heart sticker.
"You're giving me this? Really?"
"Yeah. It's from a friend of mine."
"Oh." Heero sounded mildly disappointed.
"Aren't you going to open it?"
"Later." Heero got up and grabbed his backpack. "I've got to go home now."
He started walking in the opposite direction that Ni was headed.
"Hey!" Ni called. "Shouldn't you be heading the other way?"
Heero turned around but kept walking. "What makes you think that?"
"Well, I figured you'd be walking in the same direction as me, since you told me once that my house was on the way to yours."
Heero turned around again and shrugged just before he broke out in a run. "I lied!"
* * *
Tokyo, AC 205
Ni was pausing longer than usual in his story telling.
"Sorry," he apologized. "I'm feeling somewhat out of breath."
"Don't feel bad," Duo said. "You've been talking for so long. Thank you for all you've told me already."
"No problem."
"Maybe we could finish this conversation some other time. I'd better let you rest now."
"That's cool. Maybe I'll talk to you later, then. Bye!"
Duo hung up the phone and turned to Trowa, who had also been listening through the speaker phone.
"Are you going to call him back?" Trowa asked.
Duo though for awhile, than shook his head no. "I think I know what the rest of his story is going to tell me."
Chapter Two
Sendai, AC 198
Heero Yuy, known to his friends as Ni, jumped out of bed and bounded to the bathroom, stopping to give Sister Helen a good morning kiss on the cheek along the way. He started to undo his long, chestnut brown hair as he stepped into the shower, humming some random tune that had popped into his head. Normally, he wasn't a morning person, but today was different. He was full of nervous energy- it had been a miracle that he had gotten any sleep last night at all. Today would be his first day at a new high school. He had attended a private Catholic school up until now, but since his father had...passed away recently, and Father Maxwell just didn't have the funds to pay for his tuition, he would be attending public school this year. And to top it off, this was his last year of high school- which meant he wouldn't be graduating with the people he called his friends, and only had a few months to forge new, hopefully lasting friendships. Ni stepped out of the shower, braided his hair, and grabbed a piece of fruit as he ran out of the house. God, he was always late.
* * *
The teacher looked up from her clipboard, glancing first at the Prussian eyed boy she had known for two years now, then at the new transfer student.
"Well," she said, "it's certainly unusual that you both have the same name. Especially considering the fact that your names are so uncommon to begin with. This might result in some confusion in the classroom-"
"Don't worry, Sensei," Ni started, "I go by the nickname Ni, so it shouldn't be confusing at all."
"Oh, that's good. Everyone," here she looked up at the class, "I hope you'll all make an attempt to help Ni get assimilated to his new school. Ni, why don't you take a seat next to Heero- I'm sure he'll love to show you around when there's a break."
Ni nodded, walking over to the solemn looking boy that shared his name. Taking a seat, he opened his mouth to ask Heero if he would mind showing him around during lunch, when the girl sitting on his other side got his attention.
"Hi!" she said loudly, "Don't bother- he's Mr. Anti-social, you wouldn't want him showing you around."
Ni looked at Heero, who was still glaring at the front of the room. He was about to ask her to elaborate, when she held out her hand. "My name's Hirde, by the way. And I'd be more than happy to take you around the school."
Ni smiled, grateful for the offered friendship. He took her hand. "Thanks, I'd really appreciate it."
* * *
Hirde pushed open a set of double doors and motioned for Ni to step outside.
"That's pretty much the whole interior of the school," she said, leading him to sit down in the nearby bleachers. "And there's not much else out here. This is our track and soccer field, our soccer team's actually number six in this region. There are basketball courts on the north side of campus, and a small field past there where we like to eat lunch, or just hang out, sometimes."
Ni nodded politely, and then they just sat there for a little bit. They had decided to conduct the tour after school, and Ni still had some time until he was due home. He saw some students, the school's cross-country team judging from their uniforms, get ready to run around the track. He watched them disinterestedly until his eyes fell on a familiar figure.
"Hey, Hirde, you know Heero Yuy? The other one? What's the deal with him?"
Hirde followed Ni's gaze down to where Heero was stretching on the track. "What do you mean?"
"Well, you said before that he was anti-social- what'd you mean?"
Hirde shrugged. "Exactly that. I've known him since the beginning of high school, but only by name really- I haven't actually had a meaningful conversation with him ever. He doesn't really talk with anybody, doesn't have any friends as far as I can tell. He's really weird, but a lot of the girls and some of the guys here have, or have had, some kind of thing with him."
"A thing?"
"Yeah, like a crush. I guess it's the way he looks, I can't see it being personality. Or maybe it is personality. Maybe it's the conviction that you could be the one and only person able to get through his passivity and change him."
Ni smirked, looking at Hirde out of the corners of his eyes. "Did you ever have a 'thing' for him, Hirde?"
Hirde blushed, shifting slightly in embarrassment. "That's besides the point. Anyway, I was younger and more foolish then."
"How old were you?"
Hirde's blush deepened. "I was a freshman, but..."
"But?"
"I didn't stop liking him until last year."
Ni raised his hand to cover his mouth as he started laughing, while Hirde mock-glared at him. After a few moments Hirde too started laughing, and the two tumbled out of the bleachers to go home. Ni smiled, glad that he had already made a new friend.
* * *
It was a month before Ni had his first conversation with Heero Yuy. He had spent the day coughing and blowing his nose in bed, when there was a ring at the door. A few moments later Father Maxwell's voice echoed through the house.
"Ni, there's some one here to see you."
Ni climbed out of bed and waddled to the foyer, where he was very surprised to find Heero waiting for him.
"Hello," he said, realizing he didn't know what else to say. Heero just kept staring at him while he stood there. "Ummm... would you like to come sit down in the living room?"
"No thank you."
Ni shifted uncomfortably, waiting for Heero to break the silence. Weird, he thought. He was thinking of something he could say when Heero thrust some papers in his face.
"Sato Sensei wanted me to give you these. They're a copy of my notes from class, so you won't fall behind."
"Oh," Ni took the notes from Heero´s hands. "Thank you. I hope I didn't cause too much trouble for you."
"You didn't. Your place was on my way home, so I didn't have to go out of my way or anything."
"Still, it was nice of you."
Heero nodded. "Anytime."
"I guess you'll be coming over often then. I get sick a lot."
Heero opened his mouth to say or ask something, but he must have thought better of it because he quickly closed it again.
"Well, I guess I'll see you in school tomorrow."
"Yeah. I should go now."
Ni walked past Heero to open the front door, smiling as Heero left. "Ja ne, Heero."
"Ja," Heero replied softly as he walked away, not looking back.
Ni looked down at his notes, trying to read Heero's handwriting. He had assumed that Heero had just made photocopies of his notes, but running his fingers over the still fresh ink he realized that Heero had hand copied them. He would have to thank him again later.
* * *
Ni tapped his pencil against the table in rhythmic patterns, scanning the textbook in front of him for information on modern art. The library was one of his favorite places to study. It had rows upon rows of hardwood shelves full of books, with tables scattered throughout. There were large windows along the walls that the sunlight filtered in through, surrounded by layers of sheer white curtains. It was a great atmosphere.
He looked up at one of those windows, expecting to enjoy a view of the field outside for a few moments before he had to return to his studies. Instead, he found himself staring at Heero Yuy. Heero was leaning against the side of the open window, the wind outside making the curtains billow all around him. The shirtsleeves of his school uniform were rolled up to his elbows, and he had one foot propped against the wall. He looked like he was posing for a magazine shoot or something. Ni had to admit this was a much better view than the one he had sought out. Heero must have noticed some one staring at him then, because he looked up from the book he was reading. He made his way towards Ni and took the seat opposite from him, placing two other books aside from the one he was reading on the table with a loud thud.
"I don't think I've ever seen you around here," he said.
Ni shook his head. "I only come here to study. How about you? It seems you come around here a lot."
Ni gestured at Heero's stack of books. Heero nodded in agreement. "Yeah. I must have checked out half the books in the library by now."
"Wow. Where do you find the time to read so much?"
"I don't read them."
Ni was confused. "Then why check them out?"
Heero grabbed one of the books from Ni's pile and flipped to the inside back cover. That was where the school glued those pockets that held the white cards you were supposed to write your name and date on when you signed out a book. He slipped out the small card and handed it to Ni. There, written on the third blue line from the top, was the name Heero Yuy, dated October 23, 198. Ni looked up questioningly.
"I like to write my name in those books. I'll probably have the whole library done by the end of the school year."
Ni took back the book and slipped the card back in. Heero Yuy just seemed stranger the more he got to know him. "Why?"
Heero shrugged. "I just like to write it."
"How long have you been doing this?"
"Since the beginning of the school year."
"That's interesting."
Ni went back to studying as Heero grabbed his books and headed to the front desk to check them out. After a while he realized that none of the books he found had any information on fauvism, and made his way to the art section to see if he could dig up any books on the movement. Grabbing a promising book off the shelf, Ni scanned the index for relevant information. Finding it, he closed the book and looked up, finding himself cornered by a pair of cornflower blue eyes not one inch from his own.
"Aaaaa!" he shrieked, lurching back and falling against the bookshelf in back of him. He raised his arms in an effort to protect himself from a few books that decided to come down from their places on the shelf.
The strange girl crept forward until she was face to face with him again. "Shhh. You're in a library."
Ni was about to tell her that he wouldn't be screaming if she hadn't shocked him like that when she grabbed his hand to help him up. They both bent down to pick up the fallen books and put them in their rightful places.
"Thanks," Ni said.
"Oh, it's quite all right. My name is Relena Peacecraft, by the way."
The girl made a small curtsy and held out her hand, palm down, to Ni. Ni misunderstood and started shaking it. "I'm Heero Yuy."
The girl's eyes widened slightly. "You have the same name as my Heero."
Ni decided to ignore the use of the possessive pronoun. The girl seemed nice enough, even though she was slightly odd. "Yeah, funny coincidence. Most people call me Ni, though."
Relena smiled. "Well, Ni, I couldn't help but notice you talking with Heero back there. It's amazing- he rarely talks to any one unless he has too."
"Oh, that," Ni scratched the back of his head as he made his way back to the table with his book. "We really weren't talking about anything. Just a weird habit he has."
Relena followed him. "Still. And the fact that he goes to visit you at home so often, must speak volumes about your friendship."
Ni wondered how Relena knew Heero often came to his house. "Oh, he just comes over to drop by class notes. I'm sick a lot, and Sato Sensei asked him to do it so I wouldn't fall behind the rest of the class."
"I don't think so. I had a class with Sato Sensei last year, and she never asked any one to go out of their way just so some other kid could have a set of notes. Anyway, you've been in class while other children were out sick. Did she ever ask any one to take notes to those absentees?"
"Well, no..." Ni stared at Relena, dumbfounded. Why had Heero gone through all that trouble if Sato Sensei hadn't asked him too? And why would he lie about it?
"He must consider you a close friend then." Relena offered.
"I don't know. We barely even speak to each other."
Relena dismissed Ni's words with a shake of her hand. "Talking just isn't Heero's way. But Ni, I was wondering. Since you and Heero are such good friends, could you maybe, do me a favor? I'll be your best friend if you help me out! Onegai?"
"Sure!" Ni said, always eager to make a new friend. "What do you need help with?"
Relena suddenly started blushing. "Well, the thing is... I have something of a crush on Heero, but he doesn't seem to notice any one except for you. I wrote him this letter, and I wanted to know, if maybe you could read it over for me? And if it seems okay to you, could you deliver it to him? I'm sure he would read it if you delivered it. And then maybe he would notice me too."
Ni nodded, feeling sorry for the girl. Heero could be so oblivious sometimes. Relena dug around in her knapsack a little, coming out with a little pink envelope and handing it to Ni. Ni pulled the letter out to read. It was a bit sappy at times, but it was okay. Heero would get the message.
"This is good. When do you want me to deliver it ?"
"Oh, as soon as possible. Thank you so much, Ni!" Relena reached out to hug Ni, then let go with a shriek. "I almost forgot. Give me the letter for a second."
Ni watched as Relena took the letter from his hand and used a big heart sticker to seal it.
"Cute touch," Ni commented. Relena pushed the envelope back in his hand and kissed him on the cheek.
"Thanks again, for everything. I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?"
Ni waved goodbye as Relena skipped out of the library. Looking at his watch, he saw that he should be heading home too. He could study some more tomorrow. As he walked towards the track on his way home he saw Heero running laps.
"Heero!" he called, running to catch up with the other boy. Heero stopped and turned around, his eyes lighting up for a moment. Ni attributed it to the sunlight gleaming off the snow.
"Hi!"
"Hey," Ni had to pause to catch his breath. He wasn't used to the exercise. He walked a few feet to the bleachers, where he sat down next to Heero's bag. "I've got something to give you."
Heero followed and took a seat next to Ni, waiting patiently as he dug around in his pockets.
"Here it is." Ni pressed the pink envelope into Heero's open palm. Heero flipped it over, running a finger around the heart sticker.
"You're giving me this? Really?"
"Yeah. It's from a friend of mine."
"Oh." Heero sounded mildly disappointed.
"Aren't you going to open it?"
"Later." Heero got up and grabbed his backpack. "I've got to go home now."
He started walking in the opposite direction that Ni was headed.
"Hey!" Ni called. "Shouldn't you be heading the other way?"
Heero turned around but kept walking. "What makes you think that?"
"Well, I figured you'd be walking in the same direction as me, since you told me once that my house was on the way to yours."
Heero turned around again and shrugged just before he broke out in a run. "I lied!"
* * *
Tokyo, AC 205
Ni was pausing longer than usual in his story telling.
"Sorry," he apologized. "I'm feeling somewhat out of breath."
"Don't feel bad," Duo said. "You've been talking for so long. Thank you for all you've told me already."
"No problem."
"Maybe we could finish this conversation some other time. I'd better let you rest now."
"That's cool. Maybe I'll talk to you later, then. Bye!"
Duo hung up the phone and turned to Trowa, who had also been listening through the speaker phone.
"Are you going to call him back?" Trowa asked.
Duo though for awhile, than shook his head no. "I think I know what the rest of his story is going to tell me."
