Something to Talk About

by Wolf Girl

Disclaimer: I do not have any sort of ownership over the characters or the premise of Gundam Wing. I do not make any sort of profit off of this story.
Warnings: AU, Yaoi, minor Relena bastardization, OOC Heero (not stoic enough, please forgive me).
AN Warning: Unfortunately, my grammar and punctuation usage is a weird mix of American and British styles... Enough said.
Pairings: 1x2x1, others...

Italics = thought (unless obviously otherwise).

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THREE: Descry

Duo leaned on his locker and glared at the jocks playing around in the hallway. Quatre glanced over at them as well. They were currently shoving each other into lockers in a rough yet playful manner.

"Stupid jocks..." Duo muttered.

"They're not always stupid, Duo. You have to give them a chance," Quatre admonished, standing on tip-toe to get some books from the top part of his locker.

"I'll see it when I believe it..."

Quatre grabbed his books and turned to go to class, but suddenly he was pitched over as someone bowled into him. He sprawled on the floor for a moment, but then was trying to grab his books before they got trampled. He looked up as some of the scattered tomes were lifted off the ground and extended toward him.

"Here you go."

Quatre stared for all he was worth into those green eyes that were twinkling back at him.

"My name is Trowa Barton. Sorry I ran into you like that." The boy ran a hand through the bangs that had gone awry. Quatre found himself able to see only one of the boy's eyes now.

""My name is Quatre. It's okay." Quatre heaved himself to his feet. "No harm done."

"Good. I hope you don't get any bruises. I wouldn't want to mar you." The boy shyly looked at Quatre. "Well, I've got class. See you."

"Okay." Quatre said breathlessly, taking his books from Trowa. The tall boy walked off, and when he could no longer see him, Quatre turned to Duo.

Duo was staring at him. "Quatre! You can't get yourself mixed up with people like that! He's a jock!"

"Well, see you in math class." Quatre said, head in the clouds.

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"So then they were starting to come closer to me, and they were calling me 'Blondie,' and then Trowa was there and was pulling them away. He told them to leave new students alone, especially me." Quatre waved his arms around.

"Then he was leaning over me against the locker I had backed up into, and he asked if I was alright. I could only stare at him." Quatre mimed a deer- in-the-headlights look.

Duo snorted.

"Then he said I should be more careful. I said that I would. Then he smiled at me!" Quatre's eyes had gone all googly. "The he straightened up and he said, 'See ya around, blondie,' but it was in a nice way, not like the bullies had said it."

Quatre sighed dreamily. "And he stroked my hair before he left!" Quatre finished, playing with his short blonde hair.

Duo was just to start a tirade about jocks when the phone rang. He sprang over to it. "Hello? Hilde! Hey! Whats up?"

Quatre flopped down on Duo's bed. "Who's Hilde?" he asked curiously, staring at a poster on the ceiling.

"A good friend from my old arts school." Duo said, turning his head away from the phone. "Hilders? Oh, that's my new friend Quatre. He's cool. No, he's not straight." Duo tapped his foot on the floor.

"No, Hilde, he's not my boyfriend. He's madly in love with this jock named Trowa. Yeah... Really? What'd he do that for?" Duo leaned on a wall, listening intently to Hilde's latest gossip.

Quatre got up off the bed and started digging around in the piles of papers on Duo's desk, carefully shifting stuff around curiously. He held up a couple sketches that were toward the bottom.

"Yeah, Hilde I know that already..."

"Duo, why do you have a painting of Heero?" Quatre asked, waving a portrait around.

"Be careful with that!" Duo said, quickly taking it from Quatre's hands. "We were friends in middle school." Duo was nearly caressing the painting as he set it upright on a bookshelf. Quatre quirked his eyebrow.

"And I paint... I did this from a picture that Relena had. Relena is obsessed with Heero." Duo grumbled.

"Sounds like someone has a crush!" Quatre quipped.

"I do not like him! He's a jerk! Awww! Hilde, no ganging up on me!" Duo pleaded with the phone, turning toward the window and running a finger across the cheek of the painting.

"Oh, hi Heero! Relena's room is down the hallway." Quatre chirped at the open door.

Duo whipped around, almost dropping the phone, but no one was there.

"Just kidding!" Quatre giggled. "I wanted to make sure that you do have a crush on him!"

"You crazy kid! I don't like him!" Duo exclaimed, checking the hallway anyway, then sighing when he found it empty. "There won't be a boring minute with you around!"

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End notes: Descry means to discover by observation; to detect.

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