I am extraordinary; I am just your ordinary
Average every day sane psycho
Super goddess
Average every day sane psycho
Super goddess
Liz Phair – ExtraordinaryM.E. (Muddled Emotions) part 7
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Duo shifted uncomfortably in his seat making a small rustle in the otherwise stillroom. A large book rested on his lap as he studied for a large test that was coming in two days. Heero sat across the large ebony coffee table that was adorned with discarded papers spawned by the long hours the two had spent together in quiet, pensive study.
The quiet music of Beethoven drifted from down the hall and into the large living room that Duo was studying in. He made a small mark on a scratch piece of paper and whispered to himself, "Carry the two…" His eyes danced across the large creamy leaflets of paper that made up his math tome.
The crumpling noise of the thin pages filled the air as Heero tentatively turned the page to re-examine the page Duo was working on. His eyes slowly took in the knowledge that lay dormant on the slightly yellow pages. His concentration was broken however when the silence was again broken, this time by the growling of a stomach, which he already he knew to be Duo's
He looked from his book to size up the teen on the couch opposite him. And cursed himself for doing so when he met the indigo eyes of the juvenile delinquent that he had been trying to avoid seeing all day. "What do you want Duo?" He snapped a little too harshly when he saw Duo's questioning look. He silently reprimanded himself for his lack of manners as he watched Duo reel from the sharp comment. Heero sat back waiting impatiently for Duo to speak.
Duo let a few moments slip by as he process the astoundingly idiotic remark from Heero, who was noted for his intelligence. "Well," He said slowly collecting his thoughts, getting ready to tackle the sharp remark by Heero, "for some one as intelligent as you claim to be, I would imagine that you could figure it out."
Heero gave duo a very sour look as he seemingly digested Duo's surprisingly coherent, and poignant response. "Ok, what do you want to eat I will go make it while you get back to studying." Heero sighed. Heero watched as Duo's charming face was slowly split in half by a devilish grin.
Duo thought for a moment as he set down the heavy math text, and met Heero's irritated eyes. "Well, seeing as how it is Friday night, and we have all weekend to study... How about we take a brake, and I take you out to dinner?" Duo grinned evilly as he watched Heero's face loose its usual tight composure.
Heero quickly tried to cover up his momentary lack of control. He met Duo in the eyes and answered with one word, "No."
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Heero sat on his roof watching the Monday sunrise over the horizon, and tried to remember the homeland, from his child hood. "Hahaoya, otokooya…" he whispered to himself. The blood sun gradually became more peach as he climbed back to the skylight that opened to his room. He descended the stairs and headed to the kitchen to fix himself his customary bran cereal, with skim milk.
As he ate his cereal in silence his face buried in his large math textbook. He allowed his eyes to drift over the pages, trying to absorb some last minute problems, hoping that they would help him on his test; Mister Peacecraft was noted for his difficult tests.
Heero stopped after he turned the page and a small rectangle of photo paper fell to the ground, he bent down and picked up the worn Polaroid off of the ground. As he looked down at it he thought back to when he captured the sweet moment on paper. While Heero was taking a photo class in his freshman year, He had found a boy cradling a small kitten in his arms after its mother abandoned it. For the picture he took in a dirty ally he won an award, and, it was put in the yearbook. But he kept the picture on him at all times as a reminder of love. He whispered, "I love you," to the boy captured forever on paper and in Heero's memory.
His musings were interrupted moments after he confided those words by a loud knocking on his door. Quickly he stuffed the picture back into the pages of his book and got up to see who was calling on him this early in the morning.
He opened the door to find a very tired looking Duo holding two steaming cups of coffee in his hands, "Carmel Machiado right?"
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