DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything Gundam Wing-ish. Isn't that just the
saddest thing you ever heard? I know it is for me.
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Heero woke about the same time of morning he usually did before going to work. All of the past few days' incidents as distant in his mind as were his dreams. And he didn't dream anymore. Rarely at least. It doesn't get more distant than that.
The sun was just about ready to rise through the window. 6:00 am. He cracked his stiff neck and stretched his tight muscles, as he did every morning on his way to the bathroom. Take a quick shower before work.
Opening the door, he blinked as a shampoo bottle bounced of his head. Followed by various hygiene gear. "Get out! Get out! GET OUT!" An angry high-pitched female voice yelled at him over the sound of running water.
He glared and slammed the door shut, just in time to avoid the bar of soap heading toward him. He growled as yesterday's events finally came to memory. Hilde. Damn. No luck that the whole situation had been nothing more than a nightmare.
"Trying locking the door next time!" He said dangerously but still monotone. He heard the door lock with a click. Living like this, he was going to lose it really quickly. Living with Duo during the war was difficult enough as it was. He surmised that living with Duo's girl friend was not going to be any easier.
He suppressed an urge to yell at something. Walking sternly into the kitchen area, he turned the coffee pot on and glared at nothing in particular. A thought came to mind and Heero walked to the sink. He turned on the hot water and counted down from five on his hand.
A scream came from the bathroom and he heard the water turn off in the bathroom. He walked back in that direction. Hilde opened the bathroom door with a towel around her, ready to yell at him. When he walked past her and shut the bathroom door in her face. The shower turned back on.
If she could glare any harder at the door, the door might have burst into flames. Leaving the door open for her to strike him down while he's open to attack. She had just acquired a newfound hatred for Heero.
Heero only grunted when he felt the water on him turn suddenly cold on him as well. Damned if he cared. Cold shower or hot shower, he WAS going to shower before he went to work. He quickly shaved and left the bathroom.
Hilde was sitting at the table reading the newspaper when he entered the kitchen. He reached for the coffee pot when he noticed it was empty. When he knew he filled it up ready to go last night. Damn her. He opened the cupboard, only to find his coffee was not in the cabinet. He turned around and glared at her.
"Don't look at me like that! And this whole thing is your fault anyway!" She smirked at him. Now knowing that she had finally got him. Cold water may not bother the perfect soldier, but she knew that coffee, or a lack there of, did.
He narrowed his eyes at her. "And just how is this whole thing my fault?" He asked disbelievingly.
"Because no one else is around to blame!"
"Fine." He grabbed his coat off the chair and pulled it on. "I'm going to work. You can find someone else to blame."
"Good." She stood up and grabbed her own coat as pulled it on. Ready to follow him out of the door. "Then you can give a ride to work." She smiled briefly, knowing just how much this had to be annoying him right now.
She saw the semi confused and dark look on his face. Making her grin evilly for a moment. "Or have you forgotten that I work in the same Preventers building along with you and Duo?"
"I was trying to forget." He gritted through his teeth. He didn't wait for her and went strait for the door. Walking down the stairs toward the car park in the basement level of the apartment complex.
She got into the passenger seat the same time he got in himself. He smirked. She was smart. He was in fact ready to leave her standing there had she not been as quick as she had been. The car pulled out of the parking lot and drove off down the road.
Hilde noticed quickly that this was not the direction to the Preventers building. She was about to say something when the question answered itself. Heero pulled up to a local Starbucks.
She smiled. Not just because she now knew that she could use this against Heero, but also because it was coffee! Wonderful, blissful, beautiful coffee. When she had dumped out all his coffee, she was too angry to leave herself any. But the look on his face was well worth it. "I'll get a caramel cappuccino."
He wouldn't do it. He wouldn't yell. He was the perfect soldier. Such emotions were beyond him. He was more controlled than that. He had a better grip on his emotions to do something like that. And he would not yell. He grunted as gruffly as he could manage and stepped out of the car.
He retuned a minute later with two large coffees. He smirked and handed her a black coffee. She glared at him, which he gladly smirked at even more about. Damned if he was going to let her get the last one in. He sipped his caramel cappuccino with a smirk that threatened to break into a grin. He started the car and made his way towards the Preventers building.
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Hilde growled softly to herself. Wishing now more than ever that her office was not as close to Heero and Duo's office as it actually was. She glared past her paper work at the office across from hers. Where Heero was doing his own deskwork without any indication that he new she was looking at him.
She had tried to talk to Duo earlier in the morning. Hoping to talk some, or any sense into him regarding the occurrence a few days ago. But that only caused Duo to rave about it at the top of his lugs. Telling everyone in the building about what happened. And people giving them all strange and odd looks.
To her great satisfaction, people around here tended not to jump to Duo's conclusions. As they were very familiar with Duo's pranks that he pulled. Still, they could tell something was going on. Because no one, Hilde included, had never heard Duo this angry. Not even when she had almost died.
Sally walked into the office and leaned on the desk in front of her. Obviously the gossip had reached her. And she worked ten floors down from her. "Is it true?" She said in an almost whispered tone.
"That depends what you heard." Hilde felt the need to glare at her. Simply because it was getting no effect on Heero.
"Something about you cheating on Duo with Heero." Sally looked over her shoulder at Heero in his office across from her. Noticing that he looked quite normal. Obsessed in his work. And not caring about the rumors. "But it seemed a little far fetched in my opinion."
Hilde slumped in her chair and ran a hand over her face. "You were at Duo's birthday party, right? Well during the party, we all got a little drunk. I don't know what happened. But when I woke in the morning, I was in the bed with Heero."
"Ooo." Sally winced.
"And nothing I have said had been able to make Duo believe otherwise." She leaned forward and thumped her head on the desk repeatedly.
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Heero watched out of the corner of his eye at Hilde, who was busy beating herself up with her desk. He suddenly felt a small stab of guilt. He didn't know why, but he felt it. Maybe because he knew that this really wasn't her fault. And Duo was blaming them for it. He might be able to handle the ridicule, but she didn't look to be. Crap. He would probably have to do something.
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Heero woke about the same time of morning he usually did before going to work. All of the past few days' incidents as distant in his mind as were his dreams. And he didn't dream anymore. Rarely at least. It doesn't get more distant than that.
The sun was just about ready to rise through the window. 6:00 am. He cracked his stiff neck and stretched his tight muscles, as he did every morning on his way to the bathroom. Take a quick shower before work.
Opening the door, he blinked as a shampoo bottle bounced of his head. Followed by various hygiene gear. "Get out! Get out! GET OUT!" An angry high-pitched female voice yelled at him over the sound of running water.
He glared and slammed the door shut, just in time to avoid the bar of soap heading toward him. He growled as yesterday's events finally came to memory. Hilde. Damn. No luck that the whole situation had been nothing more than a nightmare.
"Trying locking the door next time!" He said dangerously but still monotone. He heard the door lock with a click. Living like this, he was going to lose it really quickly. Living with Duo during the war was difficult enough as it was. He surmised that living with Duo's girl friend was not going to be any easier.
He suppressed an urge to yell at something. Walking sternly into the kitchen area, he turned the coffee pot on and glared at nothing in particular. A thought came to mind and Heero walked to the sink. He turned on the hot water and counted down from five on his hand.
A scream came from the bathroom and he heard the water turn off in the bathroom. He walked back in that direction. Hilde opened the bathroom door with a towel around her, ready to yell at him. When he walked past her and shut the bathroom door in her face. The shower turned back on.
If she could glare any harder at the door, the door might have burst into flames. Leaving the door open for her to strike him down while he's open to attack. She had just acquired a newfound hatred for Heero.
Heero only grunted when he felt the water on him turn suddenly cold on him as well. Damned if he cared. Cold shower or hot shower, he WAS going to shower before he went to work. He quickly shaved and left the bathroom.
Hilde was sitting at the table reading the newspaper when he entered the kitchen. He reached for the coffee pot when he noticed it was empty. When he knew he filled it up ready to go last night. Damn her. He opened the cupboard, only to find his coffee was not in the cabinet. He turned around and glared at her.
"Don't look at me like that! And this whole thing is your fault anyway!" She smirked at him. Now knowing that she had finally got him. Cold water may not bother the perfect soldier, but she knew that coffee, or a lack there of, did.
He narrowed his eyes at her. "And just how is this whole thing my fault?" He asked disbelievingly.
"Because no one else is around to blame!"
"Fine." He grabbed his coat off the chair and pulled it on. "I'm going to work. You can find someone else to blame."
"Good." She stood up and grabbed her own coat as pulled it on. Ready to follow him out of the door. "Then you can give a ride to work." She smiled briefly, knowing just how much this had to be annoying him right now.
She saw the semi confused and dark look on his face. Making her grin evilly for a moment. "Or have you forgotten that I work in the same Preventers building along with you and Duo?"
"I was trying to forget." He gritted through his teeth. He didn't wait for her and went strait for the door. Walking down the stairs toward the car park in the basement level of the apartment complex.
She got into the passenger seat the same time he got in himself. He smirked. She was smart. He was in fact ready to leave her standing there had she not been as quick as she had been. The car pulled out of the parking lot and drove off down the road.
Hilde noticed quickly that this was not the direction to the Preventers building. She was about to say something when the question answered itself. Heero pulled up to a local Starbucks.
She smiled. Not just because she now knew that she could use this against Heero, but also because it was coffee! Wonderful, blissful, beautiful coffee. When she had dumped out all his coffee, she was too angry to leave herself any. But the look on his face was well worth it. "I'll get a caramel cappuccino."
He wouldn't do it. He wouldn't yell. He was the perfect soldier. Such emotions were beyond him. He was more controlled than that. He had a better grip on his emotions to do something like that. And he would not yell. He grunted as gruffly as he could manage and stepped out of the car.
He retuned a minute later with two large coffees. He smirked and handed her a black coffee. She glared at him, which he gladly smirked at even more about. Damned if he was going to let her get the last one in. He sipped his caramel cappuccino with a smirk that threatened to break into a grin. He started the car and made his way towards the Preventers building.
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Hilde growled softly to herself. Wishing now more than ever that her office was not as close to Heero and Duo's office as it actually was. She glared past her paper work at the office across from hers. Where Heero was doing his own deskwork without any indication that he new she was looking at him.
She had tried to talk to Duo earlier in the morning. Hoping to talk some, or any sense into him regarding the occurrence a few days ago. But that only caused Duo to rave about it at the top of his lugs. Telling everyone in the building about what happened. And people giving them all strange and odd looks.
To her great satisfaction, people around here tended not to jump to Duo's conclusions. As they were very familiar with Duo's pranks that he pulled. Still, they could tell something was going on. Because no one, Hilde included, had never heard Duo this angry. Not even when she had almost died.
Sally walked into the office and leaned on the desk in front of her. Obviously the gossip had reached her. And she worked ten floors down from her. "Is it true?" She said in an almost whispered tone.
"That depends what you heard." Hilde felt the need to glare at her. Simply because it was getting no effect on Heero.
"Something about you cheating on Duo with Heero." Sally looked over her shoulder at Heero in his office across from her. Noticing that he looked quite normal. Obsessed in his work. And not caring about the rumors. "But it seemed a little far fetched in my opinion."
Hilde slumped in her chair and ran a hand over her face. "You were at Duo's birthday party, right? Well during the party, we all got a little drunk. I don't know what happened. But when I woke in the morning, I was in the bed with Heero."
"Ooo." Sally winced.
"And nothing I have said had been able to make Duo believe otherwise." She leaned forward and thumped her head on the desk repeatedly.
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Heero watched out of the corner of his eye at Hilde, who was busy beating herself up with her desk. He suddenly felt a small stab of guilt. He didn't know why, but he felt it. Maybe because he knew that this really wasn't her fault. And Duo was blaming them for it. He might be able to handle the ridicule, but she didn't look to be. Crap. He would probably have to do something.