Title: Gundanium Cord Part 8
Author: Lilli Ixy Kay (ShinigamiAOD on 1x2 3x4 5xM
Warnings: AU language plotting Hilde more to come
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In dediction to Amarin Rose
Disclaimer: I had them for a little while but Duo picked the lock on the cage :sigh: I don't own them I don't own the song in this chapter I was just trying to spare you my lousy lyrical skills.
Note: after much poking from everyone i decided to update now for unknown reason the format on this is all funky bare with me please. i will try to be much quicker on my next update and yes the chapter is a bit boring but the is somethings that will come to play later that i needed to get in Also thank you so much for your beta skills Sheighla Barr and Mistress Tsunami
Cobalt blue eyes snapped open to stare at the plain white ceiling. They flashed around the corners of the room, their owner disorientated. 'Where?' he thought when he spotted a blond head of hair with dark streaks. 'Quatre' clicked in his mind. 'The guitarist's house' he remembered. 'What woke me?' he wondered, looking around and seeing nothing amiss.
With a mental shrug Heero climbed from the bed and cast a quick look at the clock. It read 4:52 A.M. He looked over on the bed to see Quatre hadn't moved. 'No surprise; he would be able to sleep through a volcanic eruption, with him on top of the volcano'
With a snort Heero gave a quick glance around the room. Spotting his bag, he moved over to it and pulled on one of the green tanks. 'It's early enough that no one should be up.' With one last glance over the room,
he slipped out the door.
Hair mused with dark green boxers, a matching tank top, and white ankle socks, Heero made an amusing sight as he slowly moved down the hall. He would put slight pressure on where he planned to move,
and if the board shifted or started to creak, he would test a new spot, not wanting to make any noise. He moved with this procedure all the way down the hall until he reached the bathroom door. Checking to see if the door would creak and satisfied it wouldn't, Heero slipped into the bathroom, and pulled the door closed,
not even letting it click shut.
With the door closed he flipped on the light switch and glanced at his reflection. His hair was still streaked with blue and he didn't like it.
'This crap better wash out' Heero thought as he continued to glare. After a moment, Heero turned from the mirror and relieved himself before getting on with his plan. 1 Heero opened up the medicine cabinet. The first thing he noticed was that there were somewhere around eighteen bottles of prescriptions, he pulled out the 5 from the bottom shelf wanting to see if any belonged to the guitarist, he found 3 to be for a K-G and the other 2 for a feline, ignoring the other items on the shelf, he planned to check the other stuff later. He went to shelf 2; there were 3 bottles, all for their possible guitarist. One was a bottle of antibiotics,
for the flu. The second was a bottle of sleeping pills. Curious, Heero looked at the date on the two bottles, they were prescribed at the same time. Both bottles were still half full. 'Sleeping pills for a cold isn't unheard of' he thought looking to the next bottle. After reading the label he was a bit shocked,
it was an anti-depressant. Checking the date, it was prescribed 3 years ago, and it looking as if every pill was still in the bottle. 'Odd' he thought. Moving to the next shelf, he found 6 bottles, 4 belonged to Howard Miquie2. 'The guy from yesterday' Heero remembered. 'They have different last names,
interesting.' One of the two other bottles was for Duo, It was a relaxant from 11 years ago, it was missing half the bottle. The last one had a name for that Heero didn't recognize SOLO with the same last name as Duo. Heero's brow furrowed. 'Something to look into' He noted mentally.
The last shelf had 4 bottles. 1 was for Duo,
but he didn't recognize the prescription. Making a note of the name 'Trideplep'3 he moved on. The last 3 bottles belonged to Solo. Heero didn't bother checking them since the guy/girl was not his concern.
Heero's gaze returned to the first shelf.
There were 2 tubes of toothpaste and a box of Band-Aids. The second shelf there was a bottle of eye-drops, a couple of hair ties, a tube of Neosporin and a thermometer. The third shelf had a box of standard cold medicine and a bottle of aspirin. The top shelf had a pack of razor heads and a tube of anti-itch cream 4.
Heero closed the cabinet only to crouch down to look under the sink. He opened the door and wanted to groan at the sheer amount of STUFF under the sink.
After staring for a moment, he realized half of the stuff was hair care products. Different kinds of moose, hair spray, gel, straighteners, and curling products, packs of hair ties, clips, chopsticks, and headbands. This took up one side of the cabinet. Heero didn't bother really looking at something as inconsequential as hair supplies. On the other side of the cabinet, Heero found a large box of toothbrushes,
a pack of boxed toothpaste, and some bathroom cleaners, nothing too interesting. Though Heero did grab a toothbrush.
Standing up, Heero closed the cabinet and opened the one over the sink to get one of the tubes of toothpaste that had been spotted earlier. Going through the repetitive task of cleaning ones teeth Heero looked at the things cluttered about the counter. There was a razor, soap, face wash, a cup with four toothbrushes, a bottle of mouth wash, after shave, lotion, and contact case with a bottle of cleaner next to it, and a can of shaving cream, once again, nothing unusual. Heero finished up brushing his teeth before pulling the curtain back on the shower. The common things of shampoo, body wash, conditioner, scrunchies,
and such were found in there. Heero pulled the curtain closed and move to the closet. In there he found what he was told would be there, towels, and more shower supplies. Heero had searched the entire bathroom to find nothing unusual, illegal or even slightly suspicious. 'This guy is to good to be true,' he thought. Giving up on the bathroom Heero quietly left and went down the hall to the other door that their host had pointed to. Opening the door he found shelves filled with blankets, sheets, comforters, and pillows,
just what he was told he would find. Every thing appeared perfect, well except maybe those prescriptions. 'He did point these places out, maybe things are where we aren't', Heero thought as he started quietly down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs he had a choice, go left into the living room or go right into the dinning room. After a moment Heero decided to go left. He quietly began rummaging in drawers, the cabinets, he even checked in the glass display case.
There was nothing, so he went into the living room. He pulled up cushions, opened the entertainment center,
and looked under the recliner that the old guy had been in yesterday. He checked everything. When he was done in the living room he still had nothing. He headed towards the kitchen planning to nose about in there but stopped, there under the staircase was a small door he hadn't noticed before. It was only about four feet tall and its color matched the wall. There was no handle, it looked as if you just pushed and it would go in. Heero walked up to the door and pushed lightly, the door easily swung open, not even squeaking. The stairs were right there, low and angled, it was dark but for a small sliver of light. Peering cautiously into the darkness Heero stepped forward.
Once past the staircase there was a large open room.
It was bright due to the light coming in from the window; the sun would rise soon. In the far corner to the left there was a spiral staircase, he decided that could wait for later. Over to the left tubes of paint,
piles of canvas, packs of pencils, erasers, and various other art supplies lay scattered about. The wood floor had dark splotches of old paint, and an old easel lay against the wall. 'A studio? Interesting'
Heero was curious as to why this would be hidden under the stairs. He continued to look about the room finding scattered brushes and bottles of cleaner here and there. Back near the staircase was a sink, and in the other corner was a cabinet filled with chemicals.
Upon closer inspection Heero found them to be for developing pictures. The last thing he found when searching the room was a box of paintings. They were in the corner under the spiral staircase; Heero was just starting up when he noticed it. All the paintings were swirling and colorful, but each one had a focus point. There would be a hand or an eye or a book lying across a naked thigh. Each piece was detailed and vibrant. 'These are really good,' Heero couldn't help but noticing. One inparticular caught his eye. It had two dark swirls,
though he couldn't really see the color in the dim light, the swirls focused on the upper right corner and spread from there. The focus image was a face with a hand splayed over it. You could only see one eye,
the other covered by the middle finger. The index finger lay over the nose while the thumb rested along the jaw line. Lush lips peeked out of the bottom of the hand, and thick golden hair was bed ragged on top of the head.
After looking a few more moments at the pictures Heero put them back where he got them, he then headed up the spiral stairs. At the top he was met with a locked door, he pushed a little hoping it was just stuck. It wasn't but a barking on the other side gave him an idea where it went, into the braided guitarists room.
'I'll deal with this later,' he mentally assured himself before heading back down the stairs.
Heero left the hidden room and went back towards the kitchen. It was bright and a quick glance at the clock on the wall showed it was nearing 6:30. As he was about to head back to his room, so as not to be caught, he heard . . .. music. He moved towards the door that leads to the basement, it was coming from behind the creaked door.
Pushing open the door he stealthily moved down the steps, and there in the corner sat Duo guitar in hand eyes closed and softly singing.
We live our lives Wandering to the ends of the earth.
Closing off the way back,
We walk on for eternity.
We live our lives standing frozen to the spot,
Unable to cry out, for eternity...
As Duo finished the song and opened his eyes Heero couldn't move. He hadn't expected anyone to be up and here he finds Duo wide-awake and singing.
"Hey, your up awful early," Duo said when he spotted his audience.
"Hn," was Heero's reply.
"Not a morning person are you," Duo asked "Hn," was his answer.
"That's ok I was up pretty early today, I usually sleep till at least 8:00 but today I was up at quarter to five." Duo paused for a moment in thought, "hey Hiroma, do you play an instrument"
There was a pause, "yes," Heero finally admitted.
"Go ahead, grab one then, and play with me," Duo told the singer.
Heero went and selected a guitar out of the cabinet;
it was a dark sapphire with electric blue lightning bolts on it. He went and sat on one of the couches and settled the guitar in his lap. He plucked the strings a few times and made a couple of adjustments, and when the instrument was perfectly tuned he began to play a soft but upbeat tune. Duo quickly recognized the tune as a popular old song by Gundanium Cord; he joined in with Heero not missing a note.
After an hour and a half of playing music in the basement Duo decided it was time to make breakfast before Hilde woke up and started to moan and groan about her stomach. Putting up his guitar Duo told Heero he could stay there or chill in the kitchen.
Heero felt it would be rude and unusual if he were to stay in the basement so he could search it. He too put up his borrowed guitar and followed Duo into the kitchen so the other man could make breakfast.
Heero sat at the island on a comfortable green stool.
Duo went about pulling things from cabinets and the 'fidge. Eggs, toast, beacon, home fries, and oatmeal were all set to cook. When Duo was mixing up the eggs Howard walked in, "hey kid I'm gone for the week, Jerry's gunna watch the shop. Just because I'm not here doesn't mean you can spend all your time in the shop ya hear me?" Howard's tone was light but had a stern edge to it.
"Yeah Howie, I hear, ya old coot," Duo told him with a smirk.
"Damn brat," the old man grumbled humorously. He gave Duo's shoulder a squeeze and headed out the door.
"Any way, what would you like to eat Hiroma?" Duo spoke over his shoulder as he pulled a couple of oranges out of the 'fridge and started to cut them into slices.
"Hn," was Heero's non-informative answer.
'If you don't give me a proper answer, I'm gunna feed you Baka's food and give him the good stuff," Duo tried to sound serious as he started to giggle.
"He has you there," came a famine voice from the hall.
A moment later Noin and Merian walked into the kitchen. By the look on Merain's face Heero could tell she was the one who made comment.
"Eggs and toast," he grumbled out.
Merian gave him a firm pat on the back, "that a boy,
He-iroma." Merian stumbled over his fake name. "Oooh food, yumness." She quickly changed the subject as a plate was placed before Heero "Well ladies what can I get you?" Duo asked pulling out more plates. Merian and Noin both gave him their choice of food. Two plates of the food they selected were placed before them. Duo then prepared another plate with lots of food on it, then walked to stand near the hall and held out the plate. He then started to count under his breath. "5…4…. 3…. 2…. 1." just as he got to one Hilde bound into the room chanting "Food Food Food!" and grabbed the plate from his hand. She plopped down next to Noin and dug in.
Zech came in a minute later and grabbed his plate off the counter where Duo had set it. Duo was moving about cleaning up the mess from breakfast. "Aren't you going to eat?" Merian asked him.
"Naw, I don't eat in the morning." Duo paused for a moment, "where's your other friend?" he wondered where the blonde was, it was nearly 10:00 A.M.
"He likes to sleep late, he should be down soon"
Merian told him. As if to clarify her words, in walked a sleepy Quatre rubbing his eyes and shuffling his feet.
"Food?" was all the blonde managed.
"Here," Duo handed him a plate with warm food that he had set off to the side for the blonde.
As Quatre was about half way through his meal whenthere was a loud insistent pounding on the front door.
To the notes:
1 Heero always has a plan
2 I have no idea what his last name is but I knew a guy named Howard and the was his last name thus the weird name given to Howard
3 I made it up don't go searching for it
4 no dirty thoughts please
the poking proding reviewers:
Space Monkey: i think i told you this but an Akits is a large dog similar to a husky and many thanks for the review
Deadtoast: i will try and send out emails again to inform of updates i may start a list or emails by request for anyone interested but right now im just trying to keep up with my writing i've been lazy lately .
Starry eyed: /rubs forehead/ thanks for the um... gental proding... /hugs/
Amarin rose: wow lots of questions and you get only one answer... I'm updating now. the rest will be explaned as the story progresses. Though i will say this all those little details have importance to the plot . hugs your egar questions kind of pushed me to update so everyone else needs to give an extra thank you to yourself.
Lilli