Here it is! The next very over due chapter!! Yay Im having trouble with some formating so I might start putting things in like "scene change" or "Heero's View" in the next chapters, I'm not sure, whatever is easier for you guys.

Big note at the end of the chapter

Duo set his lunch tray down on the table and slid into his seat next to Quatre. He eyed his food hungrily. He had slept in a little bit and didn't have time to catch breakfast before class started that day. Later when he saw Heero, he asked why he wasn't woken up. Heero's reply was almost cold in Duo's opinion. Heero was obviously still a little upset over Duo's behavior towards Gary, which surprised Duo slightly. Who knew he could hold a grudge. After that little confrontation, Duo promised himself that he would do his best to make Heero believe that he was actually taking Gary seriously.

The braided teen almost smirked when he looked over at Quatre and noticed that his egg, Kae, had a carrot slice sitting in front of it. Duo looked down at his own plate, but decided he was to hungry to part with anything. He did the next best thing, steal something from Heero's plate. Of course he got a death glare as he removed a piece of broccoli from the salad Heero was eating, but from the corner of his eye he noticed the look change as Duo set the piece in front of Gary.

"There ya go little guy." Duo said as he patted Gary's top. He looked up at Heero, searching for some sort of approval. Heero stared at him for a few seconds before finally giving a short nod and then resumed eating his lunch.

"So does anyone have any ideas of what we might be doing in our next class?" Quatre asked the group.

Duo snorted. "With that teacher?" He laughed. "Who knows." He replied before starting his lunch. He listened to Quatre chatter on about the certain things that he hoped they got to do in Life Skills, with Trowa putting in a word here and there. Heero ate his lunch in silence, but at least looked like he was listening.

Trowa did his best to sit up straight and listen while Mrs. Tebbet talked, but he was having a very hard time. He kept his hands flat on his lap and resisted the urge to hold his stomach. He knew he should have stopped eating that chicken sandwich when he thought it tasted kind of odd. He quickly stopped that train of thought seeing that any thought of food made him nauseous. Trowa focused on a point on the wall behind Mrs. Tebbet and listened to what she was saying.

"Well class, it looks like everyone is doing a fairly good job of taking care of their eggs. It's good to see everyone working so well together." She smiled brightly at everyone before speaking. "Your next task is only for half of you. Later on the other half will do a different project."

Trowa stopped listening then. The urge to throw up was overwhelming and he had to concentrated hard on not gagging.

Quatre fidgeted in his seat, eager to know what Mrs. Tebbet wanted them to do. He was so intent on finding out about the task that he didn't even notice Trowa, who was fighting to not give the floor some new color. Meanwhile Mrs. Tebbet began handing out a sheet of paper to one person per pair.

"Now your partners are not to see these, your assignment has to remain a secret to them." She ordered. "Your instructions on what to do are there. The rest of you can concentrate on the well-being of your eggs."

Quatre felt Duo nudge him in the ribs. When he turned to see what Duo wanted, Duo leaned close.

"Trowa doesn't look so good bud." Duo said and motioned in the sick pilot's direction.

Quatre glanced over and found a very pale looking Trowa, who was breathing awkwardly.

"Trowa! Are you okay? What's wrong?" Quatre asked worriedly and rested a hand on his friend's shoulder. He noticed that he was very tense.

"Something I ate." He said before lurching forward and covering his mouth with his hand. The chair Trowa was sitting on screeched as he jumped up and it scraped across the floor. People watched as Trowa quickly made his way out of the room and most likely to the nearest bathroom.

"Oh dear is that young boy not feeling well?" Mrs. Tebbet asked.

"I don't think he is." Duo said and rolled his eyes.

"Well maybe one of you could go check on him." She was looking in Heero's direction.

The dark-haired boy obeyed by getting up and making his way our of the room.

Next to him, Quatre heard Duo groan. "Your not sick too are you?" Quatre asked.

Duo smacked his forehead. "No, but did you see what we have to do."

Quatre was confused for a moment but then realized that Duo was talking about the assignment. Duo slid over Quatre's paper for him to read. Basically it said that they had two days to make a gift for their partners. It couldn't be store bought and they had to work on it on their own.

"What's so bad about that?" Quatre asked.

"What am I suppose to make for Mr. Nothing-matters-except-for-the-mission. I mean the guy has no hobbies except for maybe cleaning his gun!" Duo stopped talking when he saw the funny looks he was getting from the other students.

"Oh I'm sure you will think of something." Quatre replied.

"But Quatrreee, I need help." Duo said in his whiniest voice. Quatre laughed.

"Yes Duo, we all know that." He teased.

"Oh your a great help." Duo sighed and slumped in his chair.

Heero leaned against the wall of the bathroom and waited patiently for the sounds of heaving to stop. It had been going on for about five minutes Heero guessed, and was soon coming to an end.

When the stall door opened and Trowa came out, Heero nodded in the direction of the sink where he had laid out some tissues and a paper cup filled with water. Trowa wiped his mouth off then took a mouthful of water. After gurgling it for second he spit it out into the sink, then proceeded to take small sips.

"Are you well enough to go back to class, or shall I tell Mrs. Tebbet that you are done for the day." Heero's right-to-business voice echoed slightly in the bathroom.

"I think I will retire to my room for the rest of the day." Trowa replied and took another small sip of water.

"Do you need me to escort you there or can you manage on your own."

Trowa raised an eyebrow. "I think I can manage."

"Good. I will inform Mrs. Tebbet that you are not coming back to class." With that said Heero left the bathroom.

He made it back to the classroom in what was probably record time. When he told Mrs. Tebbet that Trowa wasn't coming back she didn't make much of a fuss, just mumbled something about "that poor boy". When he sat back in his seat, he was attacked by Quatre with questions of Trowa's well-being.

"Trowa is fine and can take care of himself. You should concentrate on your assignment." Heero informed Quatre. He noticed Duo was shaking his head to himself when he said this to Quatre, but didn't think anything of it. Instead he picked up Gary and pretended to play X's and O's with him on a piece of paper.

"Heero? What are you doing, playing with it?" Duo was leaning over his shoulder and watching.

"No, I am educating it in strategy." He replied as he marked a x on the paper.

Duo's eyebrows shot up. "Okay buddy, whatever you say."

Heero continued to play a few games but finally stopped when Duo's presence over his shoulder really started to irritate him.

"Don't you have something important to do." Heero stated more than asked.

Duo looked at him with a pout on his face. "Sort of."

"Get to work." Heero scowled. Duo had to be the biggest procrastinator he knew.

To be continued

Okay the reason this took so long was because I just went through a very large move to a new town. Anyone who has ever moved a long distance knows how much HELL it is. First everything had to be packed, then the traveling time. I ended up in a hotel for a whole week cause the people hadn't moved out of the new house yet. Then the unpacking part. I lost the modem for the computer, found it 3 days later in with the bathroom stuff(who knows how it got there). Then when the computer got hooked up I found out there was a waiting list for Internet. SO five days later when I was suppose to have it, it still wasn't on. Waited three days for someone to come in and fix the problem, which turned out to be one of those "duh" things. Gaaah and I've barely had time to write because now we are doing a bunch of renovating. I just want to stand outside and scream! Can we say "stress"? Anyway hehe I think things are back to normal...so I will have something out soon, maybe in a few days.