[Short disclaimer do not own Gundam wing or any of its entailments]
"You think that I go home at night
Take off my clothes, turn out the lights But I burn letters that I write
To you, to make you love me"
Liz Phair- Extra ordinary
Part one:
The alrm clock was blairing for 20 minutes before the phone rang. Duo rolled over and groped his night stand for a few minutes. "Who the hell is calling me at this ungodly hour?" Again the phone rang, "Oh fuck." He pulled back ther covers and looked for the phone. He had to retrieve it from under his week old gym sock and wipe it with his shirt before he could answer. "What the hell do you want?" Quatre's over cheerful voice rang out over the phone, "HI DUO GOOD MORNING!!!"
"I hate Mondays..."
"Oh shut up sleepy head and get out of bed!" He slowly emurged from under the sheets and grunted, "Can some one remind me why I am getting up?"
"Oh you want a reminder? This is just the bigest day of the year! Duh! I mean we are voting on our home coming King and Queen!"
"Oh fuck me..."
"Do act so stressed, you know you're going to win I mean look at your competition! Wufei Chang that exchainge student I mean eeeew! And that Barton Guy gag me ok just gag me. Oh and lest we forget Yuy, can we say geek? First of all I don't even think he knows someone nominated him. Secondly, who the hell would I think he should just be dragged out into the strret and shot who ever he is!"
"Oh yeah and look at your competition for queen, Ru-pual, Shanekwa, and Leonardo DeCaprio."
"Shut up bitch, you know you're just pissed because you can't flame it like me."
"Honey believe me you do the job for every one. Oh shit!"
"What, what!"
"I think the neighbor-hood is on fire!"
"Oh no!"
"Oh wait never mind it's just you flaming again."
"Shut your faggot mouth!"
"Only half the rest of me is straight, unlike you."
"Look honey, B-I-T-E M-E."
"Been there, done that, and plan to again."
"I love you honey!"
"Yeah, yeah do you still have my favorite shirt?"
"Oh yeah, it still has cum-stains on it, it's in the wash."
"I hope those are mine!"
"Well, maybe..."
"You didn't!"
"You were the one who said to have an open relationship!"
"Yeah but not in my shirt! Alright whatever, get it cleaned and fast I want it tomorrow," duo found his pile of clean clothes under a carboard cut out of Carmen Electra, and dived in. He rustled around in there for a few moments and cried triumfantly. He emerged in a few moments with a too tight shirt that said, "God(ess). He turnned to walk out of the room and stopped short turned around, and picked up the Cut out again. "You know Quatre never did like you, and since I am sleeping with him and not you... I guess you gotta' go! Of course I still love you, but bye."
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Heero Yuy was up on time as usual, and eating breakfast, he was already to go to school and his homework was done. When he finished his cheerios he bent down and picked up his notebook. He heard something flop onto the floor, just as he turned around to leave.
He turned back, and saw a picture catching the light in a patch thrown, by the sun through a gap in the blinds covering the French doors. He bent down and slipped his fingernails under it to pick it up...
The walk to school was uneventful, excepting the usual taunting by the gangsters, and the idiots trying to trip him, ok lets face it, the walk to school is never uneventful, never.
Duo pulled up to school amid cheers, He got out of his car and looked over at Quatre and asked, "Hey Honey what's going on?"
"Well they have that Yuy kid, and their running him up the flagpole." Quatre said with a giggle, "shall we go watch?"
Duo sighed as Quatre presented his arm, "What ever."
Quatre shoved his way through the crowd followed closely by Duo. Quatre yelled every time some one got in front of him, "Hey Class pres. Duo and his boy friend are coming through!"
When they reached the front of the crowd they found Trowa pulling on the Flagpole rope and a bloody faced Heero hanging limply a quarter of the way up the pole.
"Oh Duo this is so much fun!" Quatre yelled over the noise.
"You think that I go home at night
Take off my clothes, turn out the lights But I burn letters that I write
To you, to make you love me"
Liz Phair- Extra ordinary
Part one:
The alrm clock was blairing for 20 minutes before the phone rang. Duo rolled over and groped his night stand for a few minutes. "Who the hell is calling me at this ungodly hour?" Again the phone rang, "Oh fuck." He pulled back ther covers and looked for the phone. He had to retrieve it from under his week old gym sock and wipe it with his shirt before he could answer. "What the hell do you want?" Quatre's over cheerful voice rang out over the phone, "HI DUO GOOD MORNING!!!"
"I hate Mondays..."
"Oh shut up sleepy head and get out of bed!" He slowly emurged from under the sheets and grunted, "Can some one remind me why I am getting up?"
"Oh you want a reminder? This is just the bigest day of the year! Duh! I mean we are voting on our home coming King and Queen!"
"Oh fuck me..."
"Do act so stressed, you know you're going to win I mean look at your competition! Wufei Chang that exchainge student I mean eeeew! And that Barton Guy gag me ok just gag me. Oh and lest we forget Yuy, can we say geek? First of all I don't even think he knows someone nominated him. Secondly, who the hell would I think he should just be dragged out into the strret and shot who ever he is!"
"Oh yeah and look at your competition for queen, Ru-pual, Shanekwa, and Leonardo DeCaprio."
"Shut up bitch, you know you're just pissed because you can't flame it like me."
"Honey believe me you do the job for every one. Oh shit!"
"What, what!"
"I think the neighbor-hood is on fire!"
"Oh no!"
"Oh wait never mind it's just you flaming again."
"Shut your faggot mouth!"
"Only half the rest of me is straight, unlike you."
"Look honey, B-I-T-E M-E."
"Been there, done that, and plan to again."
"I love you honey!"
"Yeah, yeah do you still have my favorite shirt?"
"Oh yeah, it still has cum-stains on it, it's in the wash."
"I hope those are mine!"
"Well, maybe..."
"You didn't!"
"You were the one who said to have an open relationship!"
"Yeah but not in my shirt! Alright whatever, get it cleaned and fast I want it tomorrow," duo found his pile of clean clothes under a carboard cut out of Carmen Electra, and dived in. He rustled around in there for a few moments and cried triumfantly. He emerged in a few moments with a too tight shirt that said, "God(ess). He turnned to walk out of the room and stopped short turned around, and picked up the Cut out again. "You know Quatre never did like you, and since I am sleeping with him and not you... I guess you gotta' go! Of course I still love you, but bye."
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Heero Yuy was up on time as usual, and eating breakfast, he was already to go to school and his homework was done. When he finished his cheerios he bent down and picked up his notebook. He heard something flop onto the floor, just as he turned around to leave.
He turned back, and saw a picture catching the light in a patch thrown, by the sun through a gap in the blinds covering the French doors. He bent down and slipped his fingernails under it to pick it up...
The walk to school was uneventful, excepting the usual taunting by the gangsters, and the idiots trying to trip him, ok lets face it, the walk to school is never uneventful, never.
Duo pulled up to school amid cheers, He got out of his car and looked over at Quatre and asked, "Hey Honey what's going on?"
"Well they have that Yuy kid, and their running him up the flagpole." Quatre said with a giggle, "shall we go watch?"
Duo sighed as Quatre presented his arm, "What ever."
Quatre shoved his way through the crowd followed closely by Duo. Quatre yelled every time some one got in front of him, "Hey Class pres. Duo and his boy friend are coming through!"
When they reached the front of the crowd they found Trowa pulling on the Flagpole rope and a bloody faced Heero hanging limply a quarter of the way up the pole.
"Oh Duo this is so much fun!" Quatre yelled over the noise.