I knew Solo would be proud of me right now. A street rat that made it to college, I could almost see him smiling right now. Solo would be proud that one of his gang members made to the most prestigious college in the state, Gundam College.
"Duo, are you ok?" I turned around and looked at Quatre. He was rubbing his chest. My best friend was an empath.
Shit. I put my emotions away in the little black box that they belonged in. "I was just thinking of Solo and how proud he would be that I made it to college. Do you think that Father Maxwell and Sister Helen would be proud to?"
"Of course, Duo. You made it into one of the most prestigious colleges." Quatre smiled. He was the only one besides Zechs and Trieze who knew about my actual past. They knew of Solo and my time in his street gang, and of my days at the Maxwell Church Orphanage.
Solo died when I was just a kid and the surviving gang members and I were taken to the Maxwell Church. The others were adopted before my eyes. I was never adopted, I guess I was too spiteful for the adults. One day, my best friend Midi was adopted. I was down in the dumps, so I snuck away from the church. When I had returned later, the building was in rubble. I stood there shocked. After I got over my shock I immediately began to search for Sister Helen. I found her several minutes later. She told me to live my life and be happy and then she gave me her cross. I have worn that cross every day since the Maxwell Church Massacre as it was called. Some terrorists decided to take down some innocents and planted bombs within the church.
I was sent to another orphanage where I remained until the day that I turned sixteen. I got a job and moved into an apartment. And now here I am in college. Despite all the destruction and dismay in my past, I am able to live today. I think that my past gave me a personality to light up other people's lives. I am outgoing and hyper most of the time. I guess I just don't want people to go through what I did.
Now there was just one aspect missing from my life, love. I was fifteen when I realized that I was gay. Of course I never did tell anyone in the orphanage. They would have killed me. I've had several boyfriends since I was seventeen and each one of them hurt me. Some occasions were attempted rape.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned around to be face to face with Quatre. Why don't I date Quat? Well, we were just best friends. He has his eyes on one Trowa Barton. They would be a cute couple, if Quat would actually approach Mr. Silent. Trowa rarely spoke and when he did, it was only when it was necessary. I think the two would compliment each other well.
"You ok Duo?" He asked concern in his eyes.
"I'm fine Quat. I was just thinking about my past and stuff. Are you ready?" I smiled at him.
Quatre nodded and gave me a gentle smile. We always understood each other. It was no wonder when one of us had nightmares that we ended up in the others bed. We were just comfortable with each other. I felt sorry for Quat, cause he witnessed his father's assassination. His father was the owner of Winner Corp., a huge business company that one day Quat would take over.
Quatre and I checked our appliances and made sure that everything was off. We didn't want anything to short out.