Author's Note - - -

Aaah! Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed the first chapter! I appreciate all of your encouragement to continue this story and I really hope that the rest of what I write is not at all a dissapointment to any of you. ::smiles widely and bounces around the room:: Fwee I am so happy. ::beams:: Thanks a lot guys.

Meepu - Yes, I know that Quatre being this way is a little odd. But it's just the way that I've made him for the time being. I told you the characters would be a little OOC. But perhaps even so, Quatre will change a bit later? Who knows. You'll just have to read to find out. ::cackles evilly::

Klingon Chik - Yes, I do know that I don't -- or rather, didn't -- accept anonymous reviews. But I've changed that now. Yay! Now I will probably get lots of anonymous flames! ::laughs::

Anyways, hope ya'll like this chapter. On with the story already!

Chapter 1 High School Blues

Waking up at five in the morning was NOT Duo's idea of fun. Reaching over to his nightstand he groped blindly for his screeching alarm clock, and upon finding it, smashed it to bits with his fist. Rolling onto his back with a groan he threw his pillow over his head, already ready to just give in to sleep again.

Over in the bed beside his, Wufei was quite awake and also quite annoyed. That's the third alarm clock within the last month, he thought to himself as he sat up slowly, covering his mouth and yawning hugely. Throwing his legs over the side of the bed, he stood, lazily stretching his arms above his head. Idiot

Padding quietly over to the baka himself, Wufei stared down at him for a moment in silence, his eyes narrowed just slightly. Why do I have to share a room with the biggest idiot here? Why couldn't they have dumped him on someone else? Jerking the pillow off of Duo's head he gazed down at him, his expression becoming slightly softer.

Though a punk, Duo was actually quite beautiful. At the moment, that was exactly what Wufei was leaning towards thinking. Duo's long chestnut hair was fanned out across the bed, the light of the morning sun showing all of its different highlights and making it shine. His lips weren't in their usual smirk for once, and for once he didn't look tense. Instead his face was completely relaxed, his lips parted just slightly. Wufei's hand lifted and reached out to Duo almost unconsciously, moving to lightly touch the soft skin of his cheek...

... as Duo began to snore loudly.

Frowning deeply, Wufei picked up Duo's pillow, whacking him over the head with it a good few times before leaving it on his face, walking away.

" Agh! " Duo flailed his arms around, shooting up in bed, the pillow falling into his lap. Looking around for a moment with a confused expression, his light violet eyes found the form of his roommate, and narrowed considerably.

" The hell was that all about?! " He demanded, slipping out of bed and staring angrily at the dark haired teen, tapping his foot impatiently as he awaited an answer.

" You were snoring. " Wufei said simply, changing from his longer t-shirt into a navy blue tank, facing away from him to hide the very light blush that was brought to his cheeks after realizing that he was admiring his fellow classmate.

Duo gave him an odd sort of look, his expression half-angry half-questioning." Oh well excuuuse me, " he snorted, " I suppose that if I ever talk in my sleep you're gonna beat me down with the mattress. "

Wufei snorted, slipping out of his shorts, and searching through his closet for some pants.

Duo tilted his head and smirked, his eyes traveling up the length of Wufei's long slender legs, and moving up to his hips before trailing back down again. Walking quietly up to the other boy, he looped an arm around his waist from behind, pressing close to him.

" You know, Wu, you may be cranky as hell but you're damn sexy if I do say so myself. Now... " Duo's hand began to push his shirt up a bit, his fingers lightly stroking Wufei's stomach just above the hem of his boxers "... if you weren't such a spoiled sport, party pooper, and just an overall asshole... a guy could really go for someone like you. "

Leaning forward, Duo gently brushed Wufei's hair from the back of his neck, placing a light kiss upon it.

Wufei was furious. Any admiration or respect he once had for his roommate was now replaced with pure anger. Wrenching his arm away from him, he turned around quickly, grabbing Duo by the collar of his shirt and growling in his face.

" Don't you touch me...and don't you ever talk to me like you just did. No one treats me like that. No one. I'm not one of your sex toys nor am I anyone else's. What I do with my life and how I act is none of your business. If you bother me about it again, I'll punch you right in that big nose of yours. Got it?! "

Duo simply smirked, grabbing Wufei's wrist and jerking his hand away before turning around and walking back over to his bed.

Wufei watched the violet eyed boy for another long moment, his eyes narrowed. Turning around again to face his closet he pulled out a pair of jeans, slipping them on silently and trying to calm himself down. He's so ignorant. I'll pay him back for this one day. Stupid little-- As soon as Wufei turned around, he lost his train of thought. Duo was at it again. He had himself sprawled out across the bed and was snoring. Wufei sweatdropped lightly. Moron.

" WAKE UP! " Smack.

Meanwhile in a dorm down the hall, Quatre was already fully awake, dressed, and ready to go. Looking down at a few of the leftover invitations he had on his computer desk, he sighed. Maybe the whole idea of a party was just a mistake to begin with. No one is going to come. Who am I trying to kid?

Grabbing his suitcases off of his bed, he sat one on the floor, wheeling it behind him as he carried the other. Letting go of both of them once outside his dorm room, he locked it up just to make sure that no one staying at the school for spring break got inside of his room and trashed anything. Then, picking up his suitcases again, he headed outside, where a limo was waiting for him.

End note - - -

Pardon if there are any errors, for I do not have a beta reader. Perhaps I should, but really, I don't see the need for one when I read over my fiction constantly, modifying it to be better and correcting my own errors. ::laughs:: I am obsessed with my writing. And with the correction of errors. Sometimes that is a part of myself that I just want to blow away with a big bazooka. But I won't. I'll just continue to be obsessed. Ah yes... I ranted about absolutely nothing. Oh well. Tee hee hee. ::giggles and bounces away::

Love ya'll,

Lacey