A/N: And the third comes! Alrighty, if you're confused, explanations can be found on the previous chapters. I'm thinking of putting in some sort of group counseling session in a couple of chapters, after a bit more of the angsty realization stuff. Yeah. Okay, onto warnings and story!
Heero and Duo are talking about family, and the others are talking 'bout their jobs. K? K.
Warnings: Same as usual. Little bit of yaoi, little bit of angst...like I said. The usual.
Disclaimer: STILL not mine.
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Journals
Entry 3
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My parents have been absent all my life. I am an orphan. I never had a mother.
If I had a father, it would have been Odin Lowe. Although not the average, respectable man most father figures are intended to be, I spent most of my young life with him. He was not caring, but at times was sincere or concerned about my well-being. We were partners in assassination, and he taught me everything he could.
After he died, I met J. He is nothing to me. Was nothing to me. J was a scientist, and I was his willing lab rat. I was willing, because I had nowhere else to go.
Now that J is dead, I take care of myself. I like to think so, at least. The others worry about me, particularly Duo. If I had a family, it would be them. We're brothers.
Except Duo. I feel something more than friendship towards him, I think. I have been attempting my investigation, but as previously stated, emotions are my weakest area. It seems the closer I become to the answer, the more questions appear.
However, I do know for certain he turns my brain to gravy when he looks at me in that way he's developed. Maybe violet is my favorite color.
In all sincerity, he has been capable of turning my brain to gravy for quite some time. However, he seems to be more affective recently.
Heero
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Dear Journal,
Good afternoon! Today, I am supposed to share information about my job and career, and a little more about Trowa. Honestly, I'm more than happy to oblige with my current Trowa fantasies, but onto my work.
My job is actually pretty simple. I sit at my big desk with two computers, which rise out of the top of my desk, and fire people. Sometimes I also make important decisions, such as what competitor to buy out or what new factory to build. But, mostly it's firing people. The Manganacs are security, and my sisters do the rest of the management.
I think most people would find it extremely stressful, but I always make sure to drink lots of tea and always go straight home at seven. I never work overtime, and weekends are strictly left to my friends. I still manage to get stressed, but less than most people would.
I really consider them my immediate family; well, most of them. Duo and Heero are my brothers, and Wufei's more like a grumpy uncle than anything else. Trowa would be the friendly next-door-neighbor that I can see straight into his room's window-
Anyway, I'm still in love with Trowa. We hugged again, and this time Duo didn't even have to burn his chair! I came home stressed, and he gave me a hug! I was about ready to kiss him again, but then he went off to play with his lions.
I'm beginning to think he's avoiding me...
Well, Duo's running around again. I'd better go find out what happened now.
Sincerely,
Quatre
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My job is to tame lions. Really they're already tame, all you have to do is not be afraid and play with them. Lions are just big kittens inside. It's not frightening to get daggers thrown at me by my sister, either. It's probably because I'm not afraid of dying, but I also trust her. Besides, we've done it lots before.
I'm trying so hard to tell Quatre. It's just...he's scary when he's excited. Cute, but scary. One time, I hugged him, and he almost squeezed me to death.
We went golfing again. Still very entertaining.
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I work at the local library, since it gives me time to read all I want and is quiet. I am very fond of my "Silence" sign, even though Maxwell laughs when I put on my glasses. I just whack him with my book, then.
I like my job. It's an honorable, non-profit establishment, although they are not the most well-funded library. They also wouldn't permit me to take my katana inside with me, but that is just. A tool of war is not something to take in a place of peace and learning.
I am still upset about the girl who keeps hitting on me. She just won't listen when I point to my "Silence" sign, and giggles all the time. Baka onna...She does look cute, though.
What? No! She doesn't. She's annoying, and only sixteen.
Wait. Injustice! She is a younger sixteen than I.
I refuse to write more. I'll just end up whacking myself in the forehead again.
Wufei
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God, I'm an idiot.
Why the hell am I still doing this thing? I'm just gonna end up falling in love with Rashid or something next. This is stupid. Shit, I'm the stupid thing. How the hell could I have not known?! Am I Mr. Denial or something? Damn it, I'm just gonna talk about my family and get this over with, and then I'm gonna go run outside and make myself happy by saying Wufei's looking girly and turning his hair pink. He's fun.
Anyway, family, right? Well, I never really had a family. I'm a nameless orphan boy. Turned out great, didn't I? So, first family I had would probably be the gang. You know, Solo and them. I already told you that story, so we can skip to the Maxwell Church. I told you about them already, too. God, it hurts to just write their names down. Solo, Father Maxwell, Sister Helen. I'm gonna stop there.
Bluntly, they're dead, but you already knew all that. So, skipping to me, the sweepers, G, and 'Scythe. We aren't really family, although we kinda got a mafia thing going on. 'Scythes just a part of me, really. I'm glad I didn't have to blow him up again. He's cool. Just like me.
So, my real family's the guys, I guess. Quatre's definitely mom. No, wait, I think Trowa'd be mom. Would that make Quatre my dad? Weird...nah, if I'm calling anybody my Daddy, it would definitely be
ANYWAY, Quatre's my brother, Trowa's another brother, Wufei's yet another brother, and Heero...let's avoid that some more, ne? If I can't be Mr. Denial anymore, I can sure as hell manage Mr. Avoidance. Run, hide. Oh shit, I hope nobody asks me...
Damn me and my kick-ass motto.
I'm gonna go work on Operation Pink Wufei. That'll definitely get my brain off that sexy thing lounging on the couch. Oh, he looks so good. Dear lord, shoot me now.
Pink Wufei! Pink Wufei! No more naughty Heero thoughts!
I better go get an angry Chinese boy to chase me around, before I do something I'll regret.
Duo
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A/N: The End! Nah, there'll be more, of course. I just really didn't want to do the normal Duo 'waaahh, everyone's dead' angst. So, expect more soon. For my Lateness apologies, see my other story. K, bye!
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