Choir Queers
Warnings: Yaoi, shonen ai, minimal language
Spoilers: none; AU
Parings: 1x2 possible 34
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, or anything else I might be copying by some random off chance.
The only thing that belongs to me is this story that isn't that great anyways.
Chapter 2
All of the campers were in a recreational office, furnished with four couches made of deep brown leather. Three of the couches were facing each other in an almost complete square, in an attempt to persuade people to socialize with each other. The fourth couch was facing a giant flat screen television mounted on the wall, and in the corner of the room sat a computer desk the same color as the couches, with a new apple computer occupying the space. The cream colored walls were covered in portraits of past outstanding graduates, professors, and even performers of Gundam University.
Most of the campers were conversing in their own little groups, unwilling, or perhaps unable, to break into each other's social circles, even though all of the groups were talking about the same subject.
Choir.
However, their conversations were soon broken up when a young man with long platinum blonde hair, and ocean blue eyes stood up, put two fingers in his mouth and made a sound so loud and piercing that most of the campers cringed.
"All right campers, lets begin. I'm counselor Zechs, and this lovely young lady," he pointed to a young woman standing right next to him; She was about 5'9, only a couple of inches shorter than Zechs, with short dark hair, some may even say her hair has a purple tint to it, "is counselor Noin. If you are not a person who likes to work hard, I suggest you leave now, because we are about to start a four-day camp that is nothing but an ass kicking for your voice." He gave everyone a serious look as he stood there staring down all of the campers.
Noin just roller her eyes and elbowed him in the ribs, then stepped in front of him, so as to take control of the floor. "He's just joking campers, we are going to have lots of fun, but not with out some hard work, and at the end of the last day of camp, we will show everyone just how hard you worked by having a concert. Everyone in this room should be a commuter, meaning you drove here and are not staying in the dorms. If you are not a commuter, raise your hand now so we can tell you where you need to be."
Everyone just looked around the room for a raised hand, but saw nothing.
"Alright, that's what I wanted to see. Now, we're going to have to go through the rules with you now so you know what's going on and what you are, and are not allowed to do. First, don't mess up our campus. If you feel the need to break or mess with something, don't. Second, and I hope this should never be a problem, but you should not have any illegal substances with you," at this, she got a couple of chuckles and cheers. "Please, if you even do have them, keep them away from our campus. Third, be nice to each other, and no fighting; if you get into any fights you will be ordered to leave our camp and you will not be granted a refund. Fourth rule, do not attempt to fraternize with the college students on the campus, there are cameras, and we will know, so just don't do it and you won't get into any trouble. Fifth, you are not allowed to leave once you have checked in. We are responsible for you and if you leave our camp before it's over for the day, we will be calling your parents, so just stay with the group and behave. Sixth rule, you will be walking by some classes during this camp and we ask that you try not to disturb them by being too loud. If you disturb them, you may be sent home. The Seventh and final rule is no tardiness. If you are tardy more than one time, we may have you throw you out of the camp." Noin wiped her brow and gave a giant sigh after she finished her speech.
Zechs took the floor once again, "Alright, now when one of use calls your name come up here and get your bag, it has a Gundam University t-shirt in it, your name tag, a food card, and to top it all off," his voice became sugary to the point of where the gag reflex was working over time, "a pencil, because we all know that good choir students always have one."
All Zechs got was a room full of blank stares, eye rolls, and from the girls, a couple of giggles. Zechs was elbowed yet again, and Noin took to floor. "Moving right along, if you misplace your meal card, you are going to have to replace it if you want to eat with the rest of the group. It cost twenty dollars. I would suggest you hold on tight to that. If you misplace your nametag, we'll get you a new one, but that will cost you as well. That will be five dollars. Another rule I forgot to mention, we will be giving you wrist bands, and you must wear that and your name tag at all times while you are at this camp. If someone that isn't with our group catches you and there is no one there to vouch for you, then you'll be escorted off of the campus and then kicked out of the camp. Does everyone understand?"
All she saw were minor head bobs but that was enough for her.
"Alright then, lets get this roll call thing started. James Anderson, Jessica Baits, Trowa..." Duo slowly faded out counselor Noin's voice as she called roll and started looking around the room at all of the campers.
"Quatre look, that guy over that doesn't look half bad... he looks just your type" Duo was playing 'how red can you get', his favorite past time, with his best friend. Quatre was just so easy to embarrass. But as much fun as he was having Quatre wasn't even paying attention to him. Duo frantically waved his hand in front of his friend's stupefied face. "HELLO! Q- MAN! You in there buddy?"
Quatre shifted his attention to his best friend, his face was whiter than normal, he looked to be a little shaken, but he whispered harshly too his friend, "Duo, look at that guy, the one with the brown bangs falling over one side of his face, you see him?!"
"Yeah I see him, he's pretty hot; not my type, but he's something to look at." Duo whispered back, giving the stranger a quick look up and down. He was tall, real tall; about 6'3, with brown hair is an unusual style. His bangs fell over his face to somewhat cover one of his eyes, which was a shame considering he had tranquil green eyes that you could get lost in.
"That's not it" Quatre stated, making Duo loose his train of thought. "He's last years first chair in state on my voice part!" Quatre's voice had an awestruck quality to it.
Duo did a double take of the boy as he strolled up to counselor Zechs to get his bag. "That guy right there? How do you know?"
"Because I know the names of all of the people who got first chair in state last year on their voice parts. I've been doing my research." Quatre puffed out his chest a little after his comment.
"Wow, and I thought I was bad. That was just pathetic Kat; we need to hook you up with someone. How about mister tenor 2 extraordinaire himself?" Duo gave Quatre a little nudge in the side after his comment.
"Duo, if you say anything to Trowa, I'll personally cut out your vocal cords." Quatre threatened.
"Yeah right Q-man. Don't forget who's driving you home." Duo challenged back.
"Oh yeah? Well who's the one paying for the gas to get here you butt-monkey?"
"BUTT-MONKEY! Kat, you take that back or we can't be friends anymore." Duo's whisper was venomous
"Maxwell, Duo Maxwell. Duo. Did he not show up or what?" Noin was looked around the crowded room with a mild buzz of sound from the students who couldn't stop talking to their friends.
Duo's head snapped up at her last call of his name, "I'm here, sorry, I couldn't hear ya too well." He walked over to Zechs and got his bag. He started checking to make sure nothing was missing from his bag while walking back to his friend.
CRASH
Duo looked up to the person who was on the ground with him and stared into a pair of smoldering cobalt blue eyes with the iciest glare he had ever seen.
A/N: Thanks so much to those of you who did review my story, and sorry about the weird format. I'm still trying to figure it out. I hope to have the next chapter up sometime soon, but knowing me, I probably won't. I'm also going on vacation soon so I won't be able to get to a computer for a while. Please review and I might think about getting another chapter out before I go on my vacation. REVIEW! THE BUTTON IS RIGHT DOWN THERE!
Warnings: Yaoi, shonen ai, minimal language
Spoilers: none; AU
Parings: 1x2 possible 34
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, or anything else I might be copying by some random off chance.
The only thing that belongs to me is this story that isn't that great anyways.
Chapter 2
All of the campers were in a recreational office, furnished with four couches made of deep brown leather. Three of the couches were facing each other in an almost complete square, in an attempt to persuade people to socialize with each other. The fourth couch was facing a giant flat screen television mounted on the wall, and in the corner of the room sat a computer desk the same color as the couches, with a new apple computer occupying the space. The cream colored walls were covered in portraits of past outstanding graduates, professors, and even performers of Gundam University.
Most of the campers were conversing in their own little groups, unwilling, or perhaps unable, to break into each other's social circles, even though all of the groups were talking about the same subject.
Choir.
However, their conversations were soon broken up when a young man with long platinum blonde hair, and ocean blue eyes stood up, put two fingers in his mouth and made a sound so loud and piercing that most of the campers cringed.
"All right campers, lets begin. I'm counselor Zechs, and this lovely young lady," he pointed to a young woman standing right next to him; She was about 5'9, only a couple of inches shorter than Zechs, with short dark hair, some may even say her hair has a purple tint to it, "is counselor Noin. If you are not a person who likes to work hard, I suggest you leave now, because we are about to start a four-day camp that is nothing but an ass kicking for your voice." He gave everyone a serious look as he stood there staring down all of the campers.
Noin just roller her eyes and elbowed him in the ribs, then stepped in front of him, so as to take control of the floor. "He's just joking campers, we are going to have lots of fun, but not with out some hard work, and at the end of the last day of camp, we will show everyone just how hard you worked by having a concert. Everyone in this room should be a commuter, meaning you drove here and are not staying in the dorms. If you are not a commuter, raise your hand now so we can tell you where you need to be."
Everyone just looked around the room for a raised hand, but saw nothing.
"Alright, that's what I wanted to see. Now, we're going to have to go through the rules with you now so you know what's going on and what you are, and are not allowed to do. First, don't mess up our campus. If you feel the need to break or mess with something, don't. Second, and I hope this should never be a problem, but you should not have any illegal substances with you," at this, she got a couple of chuckles and cheers. "Please, if you even do have them, keep them away from our campus. Third, be nice to each other, and no fighting; if you get into any fights you will be ordered to leave our camp and you will not be granted a refund. Fourth rule, do not attempt to fraternize with the college students on the campus, there are cameras, and we will know, so just don't do it and you won't get into any trouble. Fifth, you are not allowed to leave once you have checked in. We are responsible for you and if you leave our camp before it's over for the day, we will be calling your parents, so just stay with the group and behave. Sixth rule, you will be walking by some classes during this camp and we ask that you try not to disturb them by being too loud. If you disturb them, you may be sent home. The Seventh and final rule is no tardiness. If you are tardy more than one time, we may have you throw you out of the camp." Noin wiped her brow and gave a giant sigh after she finished her speech.
Zechs took the floor once again, "Alright, now when one of use calls your name come up here and get your bag, it has a Gundam University t-shirt in it, your name tag, a food card, and to top it all off," his voice became sugary to the point of where the gag reflex was working over time, "a pencil, because we all know that good choir students always have one."
All Zechs got was a room full of blank stares, eye rolls, and from the girls, a couple of giggles. Zechs was elbowed yet again, and Noin took to floor. "Moving right along, if you misplace your meal card, you are going to have to replace it if you want to eat with the rest of the group. It cost twenty dollars. I would suggest you hold on tight to that. If you misplace your nametag, we'll get you a new one, but that will cost you as well. That will be five dollars. Another rule I forgot to mention, we will be giving you wrist bands, and you must wear that and your name tag at all times while you are at this camp. If someone that isn't with our group catches you and there is no one there to vouch for you, then you'll be escorted off of the campus and then kicked out of the camp. Does everyone understand?"
All she saw were minor head bobs but that was enough for her.
"Alright then, lets get this roll call thing started. James Anderson, Jessica Baits, Trowa..." Duo slowly faded out counselor Noin's voice as she called roll and started looking around the room at all of the campers.
"Quatre look, that guy over that doesn't look half bad... he looks just your type" Duo was playing 'how red can you get', his favorite past time, with his best friend. Quatre was just so easy to embarrass. But as much fun as he was having Quatre wasn't even paying attention to him. Duo frantically waved his hand in front of his friend's stupefied face. "HELLO! Q- MAN! You in there buddy?"
Quatre shifted his attention to his best friend, his face was whiter than normal, he looked to be a little shaken, but he whispered harshly too his friend, "Duo, look at that guy, the one with the brown bangs falling over one side of his face, you see him?!"
"Yeah I see him, he's pretty hot; not my type, but he's something to look at." Duo whispered back, giving the stranger a quick look up and down. He was tall, real tall; about 6'3, with brown hair is an unusual style. His bangs fell over his face to somewhat cover one of his eyes, which was a shame considering he had tranquil green eyes that you could get lost in.
"That's not it" Quatre stated, making Duo loose his train of thought. "He's last years first chair in state on my voice part!" Quatre's voice had an awestruck quality to it.
Duo did a double take of the boy as he strolled up to counselor Zechs to get his bag. "That guy right there? How do you know?"
"Because I know the names of all of the people who got first chair in state last year on their voice parts. I've been doing my research." Quatre puffed out his chest a little after his comment.
"Wow, and I thought I was bad. That was just pathetic Kat; we need to hook you up with someone. How about mister tenor 2 extraordinaire himself?" Duo gave Quatre a little nudge in the side after his comment.
"Duo, if you say anything to Trowa, I'll personally cut out your vocal cords." Quatre threatened.
"Yeah right Q-man. Don't forget who's driving you home." Duo challenged back.
"Oh yeah? Well who's the one paying for the gas to get here you butt-monkey?"
"BUTT-MONKEY! Kat, you take that back or we can't be friends anymore." Duo's whisper was venomous
"Maxwell, Duo Maxwell. Duo. Did he not show up or what?" Noin was looked around the crowded room with a mild buzz of sound from the students who couldn't stop talking to their friends.
Duo's head snapped up at her last call of his name, "I'm here, sorry, I couldn't hear ya too well." He walked over to Zechs and got his bag. He started checking to make sure nothing was missing from his bag while walking back to his friend.
CRASH
Duo looked up to the person who was on the ground with him and stared into a pair of smoldering cobalt blue eyes with the iciest glare he had ever seen.
A/N: Thanks so much to those of you who did review my story, and sorry about the weird format. I'm still trying to figure it out. I hope to have the next chapter up sometime soon, but knowing me, I probably won't. I'm also going on vacation soon so I won't be able to get to a computer for a while. Please review and I might think about getting another chapter out before I go on my vacation. REVIEW! THE BUTTON IS RIGHT DOWN THERE!