***
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Gundam Wing or Lord of the Rings. Want to give them to
me?
I want to live in Gondor.
Warning: This chapter has very little point to it, it was mainly to give what I wanted to
happen a little push in the right direction.
***
October 28, Minas Tirith
He would be perfect.
That's all Catherine knew.
The man she would fall in love with would be perfect.
She and Hilde had been talking about love and what to look for in a man. Hilde was still
going on about it; the words "tall, dark and handsome" were being used.
Cathy smiled, looking off over the heads of a few small children playing a game of catch
nearby, and towards the high white wall, surrounding all of the city levels.
Tall, dark and handsome didn't even begin to cover it, since that alone described over half
of the male population in Gondor.
Besides, she already knew someone who fit her own description, and...
"Hey Cathy, Hil'."
He was perfect.
She shook her head, stopping her train of thought, as Solo sauntered up to the two girls,
causing Hilde to break off her sentence and respond, quickly asking something about either
apricots or goats; Cathy wasn't paying much attention.
Solo nodded an affirmative and turned to face Catherine.
"Trowa came back?"
Cathy snapped back to her surroundings.
"Ah, right! Yes, he came back yesterday, why?"
Solo shrugged, "No reason. Just wondering. It was his first real battle, right? I wanted to
know about it."
She glanced at his uniform, "That's right, you are in the Guard. I keep forgetting," she
admitted.
He laughed, "Hard not to. I never go anywhere, unlike most of the others. I'm just lucky, I
guess."
Hilde raised an eyebrow, "Just a poor fighter, you mean."
"I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself," He grinned and changed the subject.
"So what were you talking about before I came?" Solo smirked, "From what I caught, it
sounded interesting."
Both girls jerked towards him.
"What?!"
He smiled mischievously at them, "Hey, I didn't hear much. Besides, if it's that secret, I won't
tell. So what did you do? Did you kill someone?"
Catherine glared at him.
"What did you hear?"
"Like I said, not much. Although I do believe the words 'a strong and delicious body' were
mentioned several times..." He grinned at, then was kicked in the shins by a shorter girl.
"Solo!" Hilde placed her hands on her hips, then began to laugh.
"Why were you listening in on us, anyway?!"
"Damnit, Hilde..." He rubbed his legs, glaring at her black shoes.
"You guys were talking so loud. If you wanna talk privately, do it somewhere private!"
Cathy relaxed.
Good.
He hadn't heard her remark about being perfect.
Normally, she wouldn't mind someone hearing that, but Solo was Solo, an expert in finding
things out, especially things that others didn't necessarily want him to know about...
Telling him would not be the smartest thing to do.
He looked at her.
"Talking about boys?"
Her eyes widened.
Solo laughed at her reaction, "I see. "
He ran a hand through his dark wavy hair.
"I would stay around to find it out, but I'm late. Again."
He grinned at Hilde.
"Actually, the reason I never go anywhere is 'cause it's punishment for being constantly
tardy. Personally, I find it to be a reward," He shrugged, "I guess most people would rather
fight then stay back and be placed on extra guard duty."
He sighed and turned to leave.
"I'll see you both later, judging by the time, I'm going to be placed under house arrest for a
week."
He turned around and quickly ran off in the direction of the main stairs.
***
"So," Hilde's hand brushed against her dark blue dress.
"You were saying?"
"What?" Catherine faced her shorter friend, "About what?"
Hilde grinned at her, "Perfect. I want to know what you mean by that."
Cathy was saved from answering by a light brown head popping up from a large, low
hanging stone ledge directly behind Hilde. It was followed by a black shirt and a pair of
brown pants, which curled into a seated position.
"Hello, ladies."
Cathy stopped and blinked, "Duo? What are you doing there?"
"Huh?" Duo looked at the ground, ten feet below. "Wow, didn't know it was this high."
Hilde turned around, staring at him.
"How did you get there?"
"Climbed, of course." Duo brushed his sleeves off, "Dusty."
"Need we ask why?"
"Oh," Duo rubbed the back of his head with one hand, "Well, actually, I'm hiding from
Trowa."
"What?" Catherine took a step forward, "What did you do?"
"Hey!" Duo waved his hands in front of him, noticing the angry glint in the older girl's eyes.
"Wasn't me!" He paused, then, hands clenched, forced himself to change that last sentence.
"No," A deep breath, "It was me. Kinda."
Another pause, then, "Ok, all me," Noticing the confused looks on the two girls' faces, he
glared at them, before continuing.
"But it's not like he didn't _compleatly_ not deserve it!"
There was a long silence, before he sighed in defeat.
"Ok, already. Bad Duo. All my fault."
He melodramatically closed his eyes and thrust his right wrist out.
"Cut me."
Cathy and Hilde sweatdropped.
Duo grinned, opening his eyes and drawing his arm back.
"So what _were_ you talking about, Cathy? Perfect?"
He dropped off the ledge, and onto a sitting position on the ground.
"Ow," He glared at the ground, then looked up at Catherine.
"Anything you can tell me? Promise I won't tell!" He made an X over his heart.
His eyes widened.
"Please?"
Hilde looked at him, head cocked to one side.
"Did anyone ever tell you how immature you act?"
"I'll take that as a complement," He laughed, stretching and cracking the vertebrae in his
back.
"So, anything?"
Cathy sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Anything we tell you, you're gonna repeat to the whole city!"
The boy sat up straight, arms crossed, "Hey, now! I said I wouldn't tell!"
"And that has made a difference since when?"
"Since I made a bargain with Solo." Duo grinned at the two girls.
"He's gonna tell me something good. The catch is no lying for a month," He crossed his
arms behind his head.
"Should be easy enough. A challenge."
He looked up to see the same two girls staring at him.
"...What?"
"Duo Maxwell. Being honorable for a month?" Hilde shook her head. "No way."
Catherine tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Impossible."
Duo climbed to his feet.
"Watch it, even I have pride." His eyes narrowed and the corner of his mouth turned up.
"Feel like making a deal with the most unreliable person in Gondor?" He paused, then
continued.
"I add on an extra month to my bargain with Solo, and you both tell me something."
Cathy looked at him suspiciously, "What sort of thing?"
"I'll ask. You answer truthfully. Fair enough?" He held his hand out.
Hilde took it.
"We'll tell you when your time is up."
"Fine with me," He turned to Trowa's sister, "Cathy? A deal?"
She shook the boy's hand reluctantly. "Fine. A deal."
Duo gave it a shake, then pulled back, grinning evilly.
"Will you ever regret that. Remember something. Never, ever, cut a deal with Death."
Laughing, he turned, waving, and walked away.
Hilde stared after him.
"What was all that about Death?" She turned to Catherine, who shrugged, confused.
"No idea."
***
*punches fist into the air* LACROSSE RULES! ^_^
...but the balls hurt a LOT.
Ow.*rubs eye*
Review?
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Gundam Wing or Lord of the Rings. Want to give them to
me?
I want to live in Gondor.
Warning: This chapter has very little point to it, it was mainly to give what I wanted to
happen a little push in the right direction.
***
October 28, Minas Tirith
He would be perfect.
That's all Catherine knew.
The man she would fall in love with would be perfect.
She and Hilde had been talking about love and what to look for in a man. Hilde was still
going on about it; the words "tall, dark and handsome" were being used.
Cathy smiled, looking off over the heads of a few small children playing a game of catch
nearby, and towards the high white wall, surrounding all of the city levels.
Tall, dark and handsome didn't even begin to cover it, since that alone described over half
of the male population in Gondor.
Besides, she already knew someone who fit her own description, and...
"Hey Cathy, Hil'."
He was perfect.
She shook her head, stopping her train of thought, as Solo sauntered up to the two girls,
causing Hilde to break off her sentence and respond, quickly asking something about either
apricots or goats; Cathy wasn't paying much attention.
Solo nodded an affirmative and turned to face Catherine.
"Trowa came back?"
Cathy snapped back to her surroundings.
"Ah, right! Yes, he came back yesterday, why?"
Solo shrugged, "No reason. Just wondering. It was his first real battle, right? I wanted to
know about it."
She glanced at his uniform, "That's right, you are in the Guard. I keep forgetting," she
admitted.
He laughed, "Hard not to. I never go anywhere, unlike most of the others. I'm just lucky, I
guess."
Hilde raised an eyebrow, "Just a poor fighter, you mean."
"I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself," He grinned and changed the subject.
"So what were you talking about before I came?" Solo smirked, "From what I caught, it
sounded interesting."
Both girls jerked towards him.
"What?!"
He smiled mischievously at them, "Hey, I didn't hear much. Besides, if it's that secret, I won't
tell. So what did you do? Did you kill someone?"
Catherine glared at him.
"What did you hear?"
"Like I said, not much. Although I do believe the words 'a strong and delicious body' were
mentioned several times..." He grinned at, then was kicked in the shins by a shorter girl.
"Solo!" Hilde placed her hands on her hips, then began to laugh.
"Why were you listening in on us, anyway?!"
"Damnit, Hilde..." He rubbed his legs, glaring at her black shoes.
"You guys were talking so loud. If you wanna talk privately, do it somewhere private!"
Cathy relaxed.
Good.
He hadn't heard her remark about being perfect.
Normally, she wouldn't mind someone hearing that, but Solo was Solo, an expert in finding
things out, especially things that others didn't necessarily want him to know about...
Telling him would not be the smartest thing to do.
He looked at her.
"Talking about boys?"
Her eyes widened.
Solo laughed at her reaction, "I see. "
He ran a hand through his dark wavy hair.
"I would stay around to find it out, but I'm late. Again."
He grinned at Hilde.
"Actually, the reason I never go anywhere is 'cause it's punishment for being constantly
tardy. Personally, I find it to be a reward," He shrugged, "I guess most people would rather
fight then stay back and be placed on extra guard duty."
He sighed and turned to leave.
"I'll see you both later, judging by the time, I'm going to be placed under house arrest for a
week."
He turned around and quickly ran off in the direction of the main stairs.
***
"So," Hilde's hand brushed against her dark blue dress.
"You were saying?"
"What?" Catherine faced her shorter friend, "About what?"
Hilde grinned at her, "Perfect. I want to know what you mean by that."
Cathy was saved from answering by a light brown head popping up from a large, low
hanging stone ledge directly behind Hilde. It was followed by a black shirt and a pair of
brown pants, which curled into a seated position.
"Hello, ladies."
Cathy stopped and blinked, "Duo? What are you doing there?"
"Huh?" Duo looked at the ground, ten feet below. "Wow, didn't know it was this high."
Hilde turned around, staring at him.
"How did you get there?"
"Climbed, of course." Duo brushed his sleeves off, "Dusty."
"Need we ask why?"
"Oh," Duo rubbed the back of his head with one hand, "Well, actually, I'm hiding from
Trowa."
"What?" Catherine took a step forward, "What did you do?"
"Hey!" Duo waved his hands in front of him, noticing the angry glint in the older girl's eyes.
"Wasn't me!" He paused, then, hands clenched, forced himself to change that last sentence.
"No," A deep breath, "It was me. Kinda."
Another pause, then, "Ok, all me," Noticing the confused looks on the two girls' faces, he
glared at them, before continuing.
"But it's not like he didn't _compleatly_ not deserve it!"
There was a long silence, before he sighed in defeat.
"Ok, already. Bad Duo. All my fault."
He melodramatically closed his eyes and thrust his right wrist out.
"Cut me."
Cathy and Hilde sweatdropped.
Duo grinned, opening his eyes and drawing his arm back.
"So what _were_ you talking about, Cathy? Perfect?"
He dropped off the ledge, and onto a sitting position on the ground.
"Ow," He glared at the ground, then looked up at Catherine.
"Anything you can tell me? Promise I won't tell!" He made an X over his heart.
His eyes widened.
"Please?"
Hilde looked at him, head cocked to one side.
"Did anyone ever tell you how immature you act?"
"I'll take that as a complement," He laughed, stretching and cracking the vertebrae in his
back.
"So, anything?"
Cathy sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Anything we tell you, you're gonna repeat to the whole city!"
The boy sat up straight, arms crossed, "Hey, now! I said I wouldn't tell!"
"And that has made a difference since when?"
"Since I made a bargain with Solo." Duo grinned at the two girls.
"He's gonna tell me something good. The catch is no lying for a month," He crossed his
arms behind his head.
"Should be easy enough. A challenge."
He looked up to see the same two girls staring at him.
"...What?"
"Duo Maxwell. Being honorable for a month?" Hilde shook her head. "No way."
Catherine tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Impossible."
Duo climbed to his feet.
"Watch it, even I have pride." His eyes narrowed and the corner of his mouth turned up.
"Feel like making a deal with the most unreliable person in Gondor?" He paused, then
continued.
"I add on an extra month to my bargain with Solo, and you both tell me something."
Cathy looked at him suspiciously, "What sort of thing?"
"I'll ask. You answer truthfully. Fair enough?" He held his hand out.
Hilde took it.
"We'll tell you when your time is up."
"Fine with me," He turned to Trowa's sister, "Cathy? A deal?"
She shook the boy's hand reluctantly. "Fine. A deal."
Duo gave it a shake, then pulled back, grinning evilly.
"Will you ever regret that. Remember something. Never, ever, cut a deal with Death."
Laughing, he turned, waving, and walked away.
Hilde stared after him.
"What was all that about Death?" She turned to Catherine, who shrugged, confused.
"No idea."
***
*punches fist into the air* LACROSSE RULES! ^_^
...but the balls hurt a LOT.
Ow.*rubs eye*
Review?