Get Rel
NOTE: I don't own Gundam Wing or its characters.
Duo couldn't understand why anyone in his or her right of mind would dare go to college and enjoy it. As he sat in the auditorium for his Music Theory Class he desperately scanned the room for anyone that he could possibly talk to, like any really hot girls that he could hit on…
No, he had to remind himself, you can't hit on girls, not while you're dressed like this!
"Hey, is this seat taken?" came a voice that interrupted Duo's train of thought as he looked up to see the person who was addressing him. Wow, pinch me please, she's hot though I can't exactly say that I like that multi-colored hair thing but yeah! Duo thought as he starred up at the goddess like person before him who was waiting patiently for a response.
"Uh…no the seat's not taken," Duo answered almost forgetting again that he was in disguise as a girl, much to his dismay.
The person sat down and pulled out a tape recorder and inserted a brand new cassette into it. Deciding that even though he was pretending to be a girl that it shouldn't stop him from making some pretty acquaintances Duo took the liberty of introducing his character.
"I'm D-Selfie Zimmerman," he said while mentally yelling at himself for forgetting his female name and holding out a hand to shake the person's.
"Jason Collins, nice to meet you," Jason smiled taking Duo's hand and shaking it.
Whoa, screw the hair that smile is great! decided Duo as he and Jason were soon joined by a person that could have been mistaken for a boy.
"Hey Robin," Jason greeted as the person propped down into the chair in front of Duo.
"Morning," returned Robin.
Aw! It is a guy! That's too bad, he would have been almost as hot as Jason if he were a girl! Gah! Damn it Duo, don't let your thoughts be turned that way, you're a heterosexual guy! Duo told himself as he began to beat his head against his desk unaware that Jason and Robin were eyeing him curiously.
"Does she have mental problems?" Robin asked. Jason just shrugged as the professor decided to stroll in at that moment and Duo had thankfully stopped banging his head on the desk.
"Heads up class," ordered the teacher, who was a tall man with dark black hair and Duo couldn't help but somehow associate him with some of his Saturday morning cartoon characters with the shrewd eyes and bright blue eyes. "Welcome to the least easy class in your college life. If you choose to beg to differ then you may as well remove yourself out of my class right now because I most certainly do not teach an easy A course!" No one left. "Okay then, let's seat you all in alphabetical order so that way I don't have to take up valuable time with roll call."
The class groaned as the professor began directing where each student was going to sit. Duo, of course, was the last person to be called and got to sit in the last seat of the fourth row of seats. He felt isolated as he was surrounding by only males.
Now normally Duo wouldn't have minded so much that he was surrounded only male bodies but as he was in disguise as a girl and apparently a couple of the guys sitting by him found him to be an attractive 'woman' Duo could not bring himself to feel safe. He was only gratified that Robin was sitting kitty-corner from him just in front.
Saved! Duo cheered.
Meanwhile, Heero was sitting in his British Literature class waiting for the professor to arrive. During the entire waiting period he would have been perfectly satisfied with sitting in the corner, being anti-social as he just glared at the other students. Apparently fate decided to turn on Heero as Frankie and the klutz from that morning, Ringo, sat down by him.
"Hey Eiji, I didn't know you were taking British Lit too," greeted Frankie, try to start up a conversation.
"Hn," grunted Heero which caused Frankie to raise an eyebrow. "I mean, yeah. It was just as big as a surprise for me to find that we were taking the same class," he recovered. Must put old habits aside until I can find Relena, he told himself sternly.
"Okay, Eiji," Ringo joined in, "so who is your favorite British author?"
Heero thought about it for a second. He read books, more than one would dare think a Preventer and bodyguard like himself was capable of reading. There were so many authors and titles that he had read, that it was hard to say his favorite, much less a favorite British author!
"I would have to say Robert Louis Stevenson," grunted Heero. Normally Heero would have dropped the entire conversation right there and give the two college students a look of indifference, but he was no longer being Heero Yuy, he had to be Eiji Kyosei, so he asked, "What about you two?"
Jason laughed in a thoughtful manner as she brushed aside some of her hair that was hanging in front of her eyes and began to ponder for a moment. "Well, mine would be a mixture of Daphne du Maurier and T.H. White," she answered with a smile. "It's hard to choose just one favorite for me."
"I prefer H.G. Wells and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle myself," replied Ringo just before their professor came into the room. The professor's cheeks were a bright red and his nose pink.
"Hello…erm…everyone!" greeted the professor and Heero rolled his eyes.
This man is a professor?! He's drunk! Heero noted as the professor started to take roll call, mispronouncing Heero's alias' name, which Heero corrected. This is what Relena left for? To be taught by a drunken professor? What is this world coming to? Heero seriously had to wonder. This shall prove to be interesting…
*****
Hilde didn't wake up until 8 o'clock that morning and her class didn't start until 10 o'clock, so she had about two hours to get ready and get to class. Getting out of bed Hilde quickly dressed herself in something that she would normally never be caught dead in, a knee-length orange dress with little pink flowers embroided into the fabric. Standing in front of the full-length mirror that was behind her door, Hilde checked herself out and made a twisted face of disgust.
"I'm going to kill Duo for picking this…this thing out for me," she muttered but stopped when she heard the sound of footsteps coming down the hallway towards her door. Watch it Hilde, you shouldn't really be muttering aloud unless you want to make Amy think you are insane, she advised as she slipped on a pair of sandals.
"Amy is she still asleep?" Hilde heard a voice outside her door inquire in a low voice.
"I do not know, but I'm not going to check on her," Amy replied.
"Why not?" whined the other person.
"Salem, what is your problem?" Amy countered.
Ah, so it's Salem she's talking to, smiled Hilde now having a name to put with the voice.
"Well…" Salem began but then he dropped his voice to a whisper, causing Hilde to be unable to hear anything he said.
"Really?!" Amy spoke up. "Are you absolutely certain?"
"No, like I said, I'm speculating about this so don't you dare tell Joey, Jason, or Frankie about it or they'll want to know why I'm thinking this," Salem warned.
"Well…" Amy trailed, and then found her words again, "it does sound a little bit outrageous. I mean really, how would he be able to conceal it...oh shit…"
"What is it?!" Salem questioned earnestly.
"Let's go downstairs," Amy suggested and they both moved away from Hilde's down and stepped down the stairs.
When they were gone Hilde opened her door a little and glanced down the stairs to find Salem and Amy heading into the kitchen. What was all that about? wondered Hilde. Do they suspect something of us? Have Duo or Heero given us away?! No, that's not likely, so why all this "secretive" theorizing?
Feeling unnerved by the thought Hilde was tempted to dash back into her room and call up Duo or Heero, but then she remembered that they had classes at the moment, which meant their cell phones would be turned off (Hilde had no scruples for calling up Duo in the middle of meeting so she wouldn't have one about calling him in the middle of class either).
Hilde cussed inwardly as she went back into her room and did a quick combing of her hair, she knew there was a reason why she kept her hair short, it caused less hassle when it came to brushing it.
Done with her grooming Hilde took a deep breath, pulled her shoulders back, stood up straight, and marched out of the room to go downstairs for some breakfast and to make some inquires as to what Salem and Amy had been talking of. As she went downstairs Hilde felt her Preventer intuition sound off, causing her to abruptly spin around to look down the hall. It was empty, so why couldn't Hilde shake off the feeling that there was someone there?
Biting her bottom lips Hilde slowly turned back around and continued downstairs, keeping her ears open for any suspicious sounds. There were none, so Hilde shook off her Preventer intuition and went into the kitchen.
Inside Hilde's room Ricky was climbing in through her open window and glancing around her room. This isn't Amy's room, he noted as he back to observe the continents that were scattered on the nightstand. "What do we have here…?" muttered Ricky picking up an identification card. Examining the plastic card, Ricky raised an eyebrow.
"Really…?" he grinned as he shoved the identification card into his back pocket and proceeded to climb back out through the window.