Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the books mentioned other than the one Quatre's sister wrote. I do own all of my own characters and the storyline though.
Warning: Shonen-ai, shojo-ai, boy/boy, girl/girl pairings. If you don't like that than don't read it. You have been warned. There is a lot of swearing in this fan fiction and there may also be a little violence. Relena bashing, and lots of it.
Notes: Alternate Universe. Relena is out of character. The title comes from the song 'All or Nothing' by Athena Cage. (I don't own this either)
Pairings: 1/3, 2/4/5, 6/ Noin, Hilde/ Sally, Treize/ Une, Relena/ Dorothy (maybe), Meilan/ OC.
Summary: It is a true fact. Everyone is psychic. It's just that some people can access their psychic powers. So what happens when there is a competition in which the different psychics from different schools are invited? And what happens when a group of seemingly ordinary teens show extraordinary powers? The stage is set. Let the games begin.
Info: Telepathy- ability to read other's (including animals) minds and project one's
thoughts
Empathy- ability to feel other's emotions and to project ones emotions
Psychic healing- the ability to heal others
Telekinesis- ability to move things with ones mind
Pyrokinesis- ability to set things on fire with ones mind
Clairvoyance- ability to view the future
Remote viewing- ability to see something psychically in the present time
Psychic recolition (spelling? Is it psychic recollection?)- ability to see
something psychically in the past
Lucid dreaming- to have control over one's dreams in the delta-theta state
Astral projection- the ability to send one's soul out of their bodies
Beta waves- brain waves that show you are attending to something
Theta waves- brain waves that show you are drowsy
Alpha waves- brain waves associated with psychic activity
Delta waves- brain waves associated with deep dreamless sleep
I am so sorry for not updating in a long time! Writers block coupled with being busy made it almost impossible to get this writing done! This chapter may not be up to par as it was written while I had writers block. I apologize again! I also want to ask for forgiveness on my last chapter. Apparently I kept saying EGG machine instead of EEG! Thank you to Beine, ZmajGoddess, and Griffin for reviewing! Now on to the fourth chapter!
Chapter Four: Second Day
"You guys ready?" Duo asked. It was the second day of the competition and everyone was roaring to go. They were hanging out in the meeting room that Odin had shown them the day before.
"Duo, you've been asking us that every three minutes for the past two hours." Trowa remarked dryly. "The answer hasn't changed from the other forty times you asked the question."
"Oh... right..." Duo said and than began to go back to pacing anxiously around the room. Heero was watching his best friend behind half lidded eyes. One-two-three-four-swerve around Wufei's chair-five-six-seven-eight reach the door by the bathroom- turn around so your braid smacks Zechs in the head and one-two-three-four-swerve around Wufei's chair-five-six-seven- eight-
"GODDAMMINT STOP PACING!" Zechs snapped out. Zechs was normally a cool and collected guy but after getting repeatedly smacked in the head every time he tried to get some sleep for the past hour he was getting a little pissed off. Well... that would be an understatement. He was still half asleep so the thought never occurred to him to just find a different seat.
"Um... okay..." Duo said and flopped down in one of the big black leather office chairs next to Heero. He gave a sigh and blew his long bangs up. The small Japanese teen finally couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Duo by the arm and towed him over to the couch and shoved him into it before sitting next to him. The move was so random that every one in the room blinked at the gesture and turned towards the two teens to see what was up.
"Okay. What's going on? You're never that nervous." Heero demanded. Duo looked around at everyone who was watching them pointedly. "If you're so worried about them overhearing than I can read your direct conscious thoughts."
"Really?" Duo asked.
"Yes." Heero answered. Duo grinned and gave his friend a hug before Heero focused on him and he spilled his guts to his best friend.
Well ya see...
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"I see." Heero remarked. Duo's thoughts had flown by so fast that not even Odin and Zechs who were listening-in could make heads or tails of the explanation. But Heero was made of tougher stuff. After being best friends with the infamous Duo Maxwell he learned how to decipher everything his friend said. In their relationship Duo was the nonstop talker and Heero was the silent one who listened to everything he said. "But Duo, the fact that their coming at all means that they are giving you their attention."
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"That's not true and you know it." Heero reprimanded, yanking sharply on his braided friend's hair. "Do you know how much I would kill to have what you have? You just have to realize it. Besides, you have to calm down. If you get worked up than you can't center yourself and use your gift. If you do really well than they won't be able to compare you to anything."
"So, the ever silent Yuy just made a long speech." Dorothy commented as she flipped through some random magazine. "It must be something important."
"Must be." Noin answered.
"No! I told you to jump you stupid blue... thing!" Hilde shrieked drawing all attention to her. She looked around and blushed before coughing discreetly and going back to playing her Gameboy Advanced.
"Thanks Ro." Duo whispered as all attention was on Hilde.
"Hn. Baka." Heero answered. (A/N: baka- idiot.)
"Come on guys, time ta jet." Odin said calmly. With that the PAC class of Gundam High got up to go to the second day of the tournament.
"So, that board is where the scores are?" Hilde asked. They were in the same room as before and were waiting for directions. This time on the far wall was a giant board with the names of the twenty schools that made it to the preliminary rounds. At the top in first place with a perfect score was Gundam High followed closely by Romefeller Academy. All the other schools bellow them were so far behind that it was a wonder what the other schools from the day before got if the eighteen other schools that made it were so far behind Gundam and Romefeller.
"Yes, that is the score board. You know this is the first time in the history of the PAC tournament that a school got a perfect score." Odin remarked.
"Hn." Heero muttered.
"Okay, here's the deal. Each of the twenty schools are spilt up into groups of five and the school with the highest score in each group goes on to the semifinals. The semifinals will have the winner from those groups going against one other. The two winners of the semi finals will compete in the finals tomorrow." Odin remarked.
"All right." Zechs remarked calmly.
"You will be in group one." Odin continued.
"What group is Romefeller in?" Noin asked, wondering about her new friend Dusk.
"Group four." Odin answered. "Now, Heero and Zechs are your two team leaders correct?"
"Correct." Zechs answered.
"All right, that won't be important until the semifinals. Now, each one of you is going to be tested one at a time, with the exception of Meilan, Wufei, Heero, and Zechs. The rooms you will be moved to will have stadium seating so your friends and family can watch you."
"It's a good thing Quat's sisters aren't here." Duo remarked with a grin at his blonde boyfriend. "They'd take up all of the seats." Quatre blushed slightly at the reference to his large family and gave a small nod.
"So we get to watch what the other's in our team do? Won't we be accused of cheating by sending messages telepathically or something?" Heero asked in his normal monotone.
"I'm afraid you and Zechs won't be allowed to watch what's happening. You'll be stuck in a separate room doing who-knows-what until it's your turn." Odin said apologetically to his nephew. The two just shrugged.
"Good, we can finish our discussion on Shakespeare." Zechs said with a small smile.
"Hn." Heero said in agreement. Just than the head honcho of the whole operation, Cole Rawlings, appeared. He was a tall man with black hair and piercing brown eyes. He had the look of an accomplished businessman with his gray Armani suit and neatly trimmed mustache.
"I want to congratulate the twenty schools that made it to the eliminating round of PAGA's 20th Annual PAC Tournament." All of the schools clapped politely. "I wish you luck and let the best school win." With that the schools got into their groups and were led to four different rooms. Each one was huge, like an indoor soccer field. There was stadium seating all around the room like a movie theatre. Parents and siblings of the competitors were seated comfortably and watching with anticipation as the five teams were brought into the room.
"We'll see you later. The telepaths are last." Zechs remarked.
"Good luck." Heero commented.
"Thanks guys. See ya later." Noin remarked. Zechs and Heero waved as Une led them out of the room.
"Okay, first up is Astral Projection." Treize said reading off of a list. "Apparently they decided to do this in alphabetical order." Everyone stared at him and he gave a shrug that obviously meant don't-look-at-me-I- don't-know-why-they-did-it-that-way.
"So I'm first huh?" Duo asked looking up at his family mournfully. His older brother Solo saw him and gave him a wink before turning back to talk to their parents. Solo was a lot taller than Duo and had the same heart-shaped face as him and the same wide violet eyes. The difference between the two was that his hair was short and a blonde color like their mother's as Duo had brown hair like their father.
Their mother, Helen Maxwell, was an interior decorator in town. She had blonde hair that fell a little past her shoulders and bright blue eyes that shown with love for her small family. She was a tall slim woman and was known to be a little over-protective of her baby boys.
George Maxwell was the pastor of Maxwell Church. He was a loveable guy and everyone in town went to him to help them with their problems. He had kind violet eyes that glowed with compassion and short chestnut hair that was always neatly combed. He saw Duo watching them and gave a small wave to his youngest son. Duo grinned back before turning to his friends.
"This could be fun." Duo's face split into an evil grin, though his eyes still glowed with nervousness. Quatre sent him waves of comfort and reassurance and Duo gave a small smile at the blonde before relaxing. He crossed his hands over his neck and lounged telling small jokes before they called him up.
They had the five contestants lay on couches at the very end of the room. Once they were out of their bodies the five would be placed in an obstacle course that they had to go through. It took a long time for many of the contestants to get out of their bodies, they were also given points on how fast they could get out. Duo got out instantly while the boys and girls around him took longer. It took one guy ten minutes because as soon as he came out he looked at his body and got shocked back into it. Finally they were ready.
They started the course. Duo flew through it easily enough, passing right through most of the obstacles in his spirit form. He reached the end in record time and just hung out watching his opponents. The boy who had been last to get out of his body failed on the first round where he had to pass through or swerve around two pillars that were jutting into the boundaries the competitors were to walk through. He tried to pass around it but got pulled back to his body when he couldn't manage it.
On the next obstacle, a hurdle, one of the girls was flung back into her body after she tried to get over it and got stuck. The second girl contestant got stuck on the last obstacle where she had to pass through a solid brick wall. She started to freak out because it was solid and eventually rejoined her body. The last competitor, who was a male, finished the course but took a lot longer than Duo did.
"All right, you may return to your bodies." The official remarked.
"Do I have to?" Duo asked. (A/N: uh... when you astral project can you talk to people?)
"Um... excuse me?" The official asked with a gulp.
"Do I have to return to my body?" Duo asked looking irritated that the official was being so slow. "Is it required?"
"Well, um... it would be a lot easier if you did..." The official trailed off uncertainly.
"Duo get back into your body." Treize said coming over. "You can astral project when the competition is finished."
"Oh all right. Keep your pants on." Duo pouted as he reentered his body. "Sheesh, everyone is out to ruin all of my fun." He sulked back to where his friends were sitting in the stands and crossed his arms over his chest, pouting.
There were no clairvoyant psychics in group one so the empaths were next. They all got into a line. A group of officials were in front of them in a line perpendicular to them. Each competitor was to go down the line of officials and write down on a yellow legal pad exactly what the person in front of them was feeling. They would be given points on how close they were.
Each of the students did what they were asked and turned in their results. "Are they done with helping the empaths?" Quatre asked softly once everyone had turned in his or her scores. He turned his big blue green eyes on the officials with an earnest look that made his angelic face irresistible.
"Yes, they are done for today." The head official said with a frown. "Why?"
"Some of them are unhappy." Quatre answered. "May I help them?" The official nodded wordlessly as Quatre projected warmth and happiness to everyone in the room. Instantly everyone felt better. Quatre gave a happy smile once he felt the happiness surrounding him and all but skipped to join his friends.
"Quatre..." Treize said warningly.
"But they were unhappy! That isn't right for them to be unhappy just because they are helping out in a tournament!" Quatre exclaimed. Treize gave a sigh and shook his head at his wayward students.
"Why does Une get to stay with Yuy and Peacecraft?" He asked mournfully.
"Because she is your wife." Odin answered with a grin as he patted Treize on the back sympathetically.
"Right." Treize sighed again. "Noin, you're up next."
The set up was much like the preliminary matches. The six contestants (one of the schools had two psychics with the same ability) lay down on the couches that their teammates used for astral projection. A telepathic official sat next to them taking notes as an EEG machine measured their brainwaves.
The difference this time around was that the head official was reading out what each student was supposed to be dreaming and they had to control their dreams as close to the official's description as possible. The EEG machine made sure that they didn't cheat.
By the end Noin's official was in shock at how correct her dream was. "Sir!" The official cried out, a young girl in her late twenties. "She refuses to wake up!" . "What do you mean she refuses to wake up?" The head official asked, raising a black eyebrow.
"She says that she likes it in her dream and that she would greatly appreciate it if you stopped ruining the moment." The young girl said. Her brown eyes were wide and she was toying with her curly brown hair anxiously. Full lips pressed together in nervousness.
"Odin?" The head official asked green eyes worried. He chuckled.
"Don't worry about it Adam." Odin soothed the tall black-haired man. "Lucy doesn't like being woken up once she's asleep."
"Lucrezia, you may sleep again after the eliminating rounds are complete." Treize said sternly. "Now wake up and stop making trouble for the officials." Noin gave a whining grunt as she opened her violet eyes. She sulked as she got off the couch and took a seat next to Hilde who patted her on the back reassuringly.
"There ya go Adam." Odin said with a grin. "No harm done." He took his seat again as Trieze muttered to himself something along the lines of 'just my luck. All of them are stubborn to the point that they put mules to shame.' He motioned for Dorothy to take her turn.
All of the competitors were handed an object, the same object. They wrote down what images they got from the object on yellow legal pads and turned them in to the officials when they were done. Dorothy took the longest time to finish hers as she put detail after detail after detail of what she was getting from the brooch that had been passed around.
It had belonged to a woman in the early nineteen hundreds who lived in New Orleans. She had gotten married at a young age and had two children. She had had an affair and eventually committed suicide after visiting Grand Isle in the early spring. Dorothy wrote down everything in so much detail that she filled up the entire legal pad with her neat flowing handwriting before giving her pad calmly to the official and taking a her seat gracefully. (1)
"What was all that about?" Duo asked from where Quatre was re-braiding his hair. The small blonde was sitting in Wufei's lap where the Chinese boy was arguing heatedly with his cousin. Meilan looked up and gave a small smile to Dorothy before going back to having her debate with her cousin.
"A woman named Edna Ponetellier drowned herself in the Gulf of Mexico many years ago.(1)" The tall blonde girl answered with a shrug. "Same old same old." With that she turned back to her magazine and lounged calmly back into her seat.
"Wufei, Meilan. Save some of that fire for your round. It's your turn." Treize remarked. The two cousins nodded and Quatre slid off of his boyfriend's lap as Wufei got up to go.
"Knock 'em dead Mei, Wu-bear." Duo said with a wink.
"Stop calling me that Maxwell." Wufei answered but he nodded at Duo's comment.
"Ch, as if you could beat me Wu-man." Meilan sneered.
"Yes I could! Meimei!" Wufei hissed as the two got to the floor. In this round they were to go through an obstacle course much like Duo had. They had to burn the obstacles in their way without setting anything else on fire. They were given points on how fast they completed the course and how cleanly they burned the obstacles.
Of course Meilan and Wufei raced to see who could finish the fastest. In the end Wufei had managed to win by less than a few seconds. "You cheated!" Meilan accused.
"How did I cheat?! If anything you cheated woman!" Wufei argued back.
"Neither of you cheated. The alarms would have gone off if you did." Treize remarked calmly. "Now take your seats." Meilan stuck her tongue out at her cousin in a very undignified way as Wufei sniffed haughtily and stuck his nose up at her. Ten minutes later the rest of the competition either finished the course or gave up completely. After all of the random fires were put out and everyone in the stands had their umbrellas up to stop the emergency sprinkler system from soaking them; the next group continued on the soggy floor.
"Yay! My turn!" Hilde said bouncily as she happily made her way down to the stage, slipping and sliding the whole way. Sally watched her with concerned eyes, worrying that her little love would fall and hurt herself. But Hilde had been Duo Maxwell's second best friend for years. She had learned to handle herself for surprises and freak falls and managed to get to her spot unscathed.
Each of the contestants touched and felt a hair clip before passing it to the next person and writing what they saw on a yellow legal pad. Hilde took the longest and ended up filling up a legal pad with her large handwriting and little doodles for added detail.
The group saw into the present of one of Quatre's many sisters Rachael. Rachael, Quatre's second to the oldest sister, was getting an award for one of her books. She was an author and had written many best sellers. This one was actually about her baby brother and what it was like for her and her sisters to raise their baby brother as of their mother had died giving birth to him.
"Man Quat, does your family over-achieve in everything?" Hilde asked, taking a seat next to her braided friend, Duo. The seat was dry as Meilan and Wufei had considerately evaporated the water with their gifts so everyone would sit in nice dry seating.
"What ever do you mean?" Quatre asked, back in Wufei's lap. Duo's head was resting up in the blonde's lap with his knees bent and resting on the bench next to him.
"Well, let's just say that Rachael Winner just got another award for that book she wrote about you." Hilde answered, leaning her back against Duo's legs. He patted her on the head. Hilde was like a younger sister to the PAC class of Gundam High. Everyone in that class was as close as family and tended to act like it wherever they were.
"Really?" Quatre asked with a delighted smile. "She never told me." He gave a laugh. "That means she's going to call home tonight. I haven't talked to her in a long time."
"Trowa, it's your turn." Sally remarked as she checked Hilde over for injury. After finding that her girlfriend was indeed safe and sound she turned her tilted green gaze to watch Trowa's turn.
This time the test had to do with dice. One official was paired with each contestant. The tossed a di into the air and the contestants had to make certain numbers come up. They had to, in order, make six ones appear, than six twos, than six threes, and so on and son on until they finished with six sixes.
Trowa finished in record time and his official stared at him in awe. He had gotten another perfect score by making the exact right numbers come out every time. When he finished he calmly and silently took his seat and watched the other competitors calmly.
"Well, looks like you're now banned from Vegas kid." Odin remarked with a wink. Trowa gave him a small smile and a nod.
"Aw, cheer up T." Duo said with a wink of his own. "It's Ro's and Zech's turn." Trowa's smile grew at the thought of his Japanese boyfriend and he waited in anticipation to see the two team-captains work.
"I'm telling you, the Awakening is a piece of trash." Heero was saying as he and Zechs re-entered the room with Une on their heels shaking her head at her two telepathic students.
"It is one of the great pieces of literature." Zechs argued. Heero snorted.
"By the middle of the book Mrs. Pontellier was bi-polar." Heero remarked.
"Is that why you don't go for women?" Zechs asked, tilting his head.
"Actually, your sister is why I don't go for females. Anyway, I'm bi not gay. I just happen to love Trowa." Heero retorted back. He realized what he just said and blushed bright red as his tall blonde friend gave a triumphant laugh and patted him on the back.
"And that is why you should never hang out with me." Zechs said smugly.
"Hn." Heero muttered embarrassedly. Une gave an amused laugh and sent her students on their way as she took a seat next to Treize.
"What happened?" Treize asked, kissing his wife on the cheek.
"Odin's kid embarrassed himself to Millardo's charm again." Une answered.
"What did he do this time?" Duo asked in interest, leaning forward in anticipation.
"Oh, the usual." Une answered back calmly. "He said something sappy about Barton." Trowa's face grew slightly pink at that but a pleased smile made it's way to his face none-the-less. Heero had a bad habit about doing that. He had perfect control over his emotions except with matters that concerned his telekinetic boyfriend or mentions of his parents.
"Anyway, the Awakening is one of the books that was written well but has a rather boring subject." Heero continued, his face falling back into it's normal impassive look. Both he and Zechs ignored the pointed stares of some of the females and males in the room.
"Yes, it was written much better than Heart of Darkness by Conrad." Zechs answered back.
"Ch, how can someone make mounting human heads on stakes and sticking them around the outside of someone's house seem boring?" Heero asked.
"Obviously that is how." Zechs answered dryly. Heero nodded in agreement. For this round each contestant was given a mouse. Each mouse was put into a maze and it was the job of the telepaths to tell the mouse how to get out of the maze. Heero and Zechs could do this easily so they decided to race their mice through the maze. It was a draw and the two shook on it.
The rest of the contestants weren't doing as well. Though many of them managed to make their mice go the right direction most of the time one boy had gone so far as to flop onto his stomach and plead with his mouse to go right instead of left.
"Heart of Darkness did have its good points." Heero remarked. "It was a great psychological novel in showing the darkness to human nature."
"Yes, but it did seem rather racial." Zechs replied as the two took their seats. Heero was about to walk past when Trowa grabbed his wrist and yanked the small Japanese boy into his lap. Heero gave him a rare smile that Trowa returned before continuing his conversation with Zechs once the blonde had kissed his girlfriend hello.
"Hn, that is a good point." Heero remarked. "Though a number of novels based around that time were also racial."
"I'll concede to that." Zechs answered.
"All right you guys, time to go back to the big room and see who moves on." Odin remarked with a wink. Once the group made it to the room they calmly noted that they had won that round and would be moving on to the semifinals after lunch. They noticed with interest that one of their rival schools, Oz, made it to the semifinals. Interestingly enough that was the school that Trowa's and Une's family owned, and her father, Dekim Barton (Trowa's grandfather), was the teacher of the PAC class. (Yes, that did mean that technically she and Treize were Trowa's aunty and uncle.)
"It looks like we're facing off against your gramps eventually Tro." Duo remarked calmly. Just as he said this Dekim Barton himself walked up. He was an old man with a strong shin with a cleft in it. His eyes were a deep green color and glowed with malice. (A/N: Is that true?) His hair was a gray color and cut short. He was dressed in a blue uniform with the school's mascot, a giant M for Mongoose, on the front. He was obviously not Treize's favorite father-in-law (though he only had one) nor was he Trowa's favorite grandparent (luckily he still had his grandparents on the other side.).
"Good afternoon young Treize, Midii, Trowa." All emotions on Trowa's face were wiped clean and Heero stood protectively closer to him. Midii was Une's real name but she preferred being called Une to Midii.
"Dekim." Treize answered fluidly as Une scowled at her father.
"How is my darling Mariemaia?" Dekim asked. A hard look came to Treize's eyes. It was no secret that Dekim was obsessed with his young daughter.
"She is fine." Treize said coolly. "We must be going now. We will see you in the semifinals." With that he steered his large class to the cafeteria to be fed.
The semifinals worked differently than the other two rounds. All four of the remaining schools showed up in a large room with stadium seating. The two teams that weren't competing at the moment could watch the other teams' match. Even the schools that lost decided to stick around and watch the teams go at it.
"Will the team captains from each school please come up?" The head official asked. Heero and Zechs got up from where they were seated with their friends and came to the center of the room where the official was. "Okay, the teams will have to flip a coin to see who they are playing against. Gundam High goes first, if you call the right side you may choose which round you compete in. All right? Which round would you like to pick?"
"Second, and we call heads." Zechs and Heero said in unison. The official flipped the coin (there were machines nearby that would react if someone tried to use their power to influence the coin toss). The coin landed on heads.
"Okay, Romefeller which round would you like?" The official asked.
"Second." Lidia said with a haughty glare towards Heero and Zechs. After much talk the day before the team had come to think that the wins the day before were hoaxes and that they were still far superior to someone from a public school.
"And we pick tails." Satoshi, the other team captain said in an equally haughty tone. The official flipped the coin and it landed on heads.
"Okay, you will be in round one." The official said calmly before the other two teams went. It finally came down to this. Gundam High would face Oz High, and Romefeller Academy would face White Fang High. Heero and Zechs calmly took their seats next to their team again.
The semifinal matches were exactly the same as the eliminating match during the tests. The difference was that the other three schools had at least one clairvoyant and one psychic healer. Trieze had to hide a smirk as Gundam High triumphed over Oz High in the second round after Romefeller defeated White Fang. Dekim grudgingly shook his son-in-law's hand and patted Trowa on the head before going back to his team.
He than began to boast about how great his grandson was and how much his daughter and son-in-law were great at teaching. Trowa, Une, and Treize rolled their eyes at the old man. "Jesus, what the hell is up with that guy?" Duo asked with a raised brow.
"Don't ask." Trowa, Une, and Treize answered in unison.
"Father was always like that." Une sighed. "I guess you could say he is the black sheep of the Barton family."
"You're telling me." Trowa muttered. "Luckily in my parents will they named Aunty Une and Uncle Treize as our legal guardians should something happen to them or he would have gotten custody of me."
"Well, we should have custody of you. Your sister didn't want to move and your parents, bless their souls, left both of you enough money to get by for the next hundred years or so." Trowa gave a sad smile and nodded to what his uncle and teacher said.
"Yes, they left us quite well off." Trowa answered.
"Hn." Heero said in a comforting manner to his tall boyfriend.
"Enough doom and gloom. All of you better get a good night's sleep tonight. Tomorrow is the finals!" Treize exclaimed with false cheer. "Odin, no keeping Heero up late." The tall blonde pouted.
"Why do you all blame me?" He whined.
"Come on baka." Heero said in an amused tone as he started to pull his uncle towards their car. "It's my turn to cook tonight and if you don't want ramen you better hurry the hell up."
"Brat." Odin muttered.
"Old man." Heero retorted. Odin ruffled his nephew's hair affectionately and the two waved at their friends before heading off.
"That boyfriend of yours is by far the most stubborn one on this team." Treize told his own nephew.
"Here, here." Everyone else remarked.
"Yo! Kid, where are ya?" A deep voice asked. Duo turned and gave a grin as his brother gave him a big hug. "Great job today kid."
"Ch, you sound like Odin talking to Hee-chan." Duo pouted.
"Don't be like that bro." Solo reprimanded. "Mom made her famous lasagna just for you." Duo's eyes lit up with joy.
"Lasagna?" He asked.
"Yes baby. Lasagna." Helen Maxwell answered with a willowy laugh as she and her husband caught up to their sons.
"Well what are we waitin for? There's a pan of tomato sauce and cheesy goodness with my name on it!" Duo said and began to push his family out the doors of the PAGA building as he waved to his friends. They all laughed at the braided boy's antics as he and Solo begged their parents to stop walking so slow and hurry it up. With smiles on their faces the PAC class of Gundam High followed after the Maxwells to their own families and dinner.
(1) These are references to the book The Awakening by Kate Chopin. Note that Heero and Zechs talk about the same book later in the story...
Next Chapter: The Finals
Yay! It's done! (Angel-of-shadows gets pelted with rotting vegetables) I'm sorry! I had extremely bad writer's block but with all of you in mind I over came it! I even know what's going to happen after the tournament! See! The ideas are flowing! Now I have to go wash off these rotting vegetables. Please review! Flames are welcome!