Disclaimer: The characters in this story, sadly, are not of my own creation. The story concept however, IS! I am not making any money off of this. And never will, despite how much I want the money for a new computer. tear
Warning(s): Freak out inner Heero, soon to be shonen ai and all that other fun stuff, swearing, and soon to be some violence in there as well.
Enjoy
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UNIVERALLY UNWANTED
Chapter 1: A New You
(Story by SilverWoodGG)
Why does life have to be complicated?
Why can't things – just for once in my pathetic life – go my way?
Maybe if I changed my name it might confuse Lady Fate and give me about five minutes free of failure, embarrassment, and mockery. But of course I already know that won't work. Damn bitch is like a hound; she can sniff my blood out anywhere. ANYWHERE! Damn her.
"OWEDEN! Get your ass down here! Now!" Ah, the daily wake up call. Parents are always ever-so-pleasant, I'm sure all would agree. Normally I would reply to this with some wittily embarrassing comment, but I am just too damn depressed right now.
Dear God, why must you persist in tormenting me? What if I begged you personally to let me just die in piece on this mattress of broken springs? You could even allow one of the sharp pointy springs to impale me as I lie here. But of course that would be making things easy for me, so obviously that isn't happening at any time soon.
So I decide to roll myself out of bed and onto the floor. I somehow find the will to crawl over to my open and rather messy closet. I must prepare myself to face the worst day of my life.
"OWEDEN! GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!"
…Being 18 is so not easy.
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And so my day begins.
It was just yesterday when I felt I could at least pass by this horrible time in my life known as adolescence and put it behind me once and for all. But it seems that I have been careless. For three years I have been able to avoid getting killed during the prison hours of the school. Now my plan is ruined thanks to him.
"BING! BING!" The lunch bell.
Duo had never specified a time to meet at the big tree, but I felt that it was only common sense for him to have meant lunch. If not, I will just gloat in the fact that I didn't have to face him and I didn't even have to run away.
"Oweden? Shouldn't you be getting to lunch about now?" Heero looked up. His butt was still glued to the chair as his eyes looked among the lush grass school yard with anxiety.
"Yes sir." He addressed his teacher appropriately, as he titled his head slightly in a respectful half bow. As he made to get up and leave but stopped when a hand reached out and grabbed his shoulder. He froze, holding back the reaction to punch them.
"Oweden, is everything alright? I mean normally you at least pay attention to my lectures, but today it looked as if you did not absorb a single word."
"Yes, sir."
"I'm just worried about you Oweden. You do not have the grades to slack off like that. Just next time come to class with a clear head alright? Put whatever worries you have aside until after school hours."
"Sir." Heero held back the temptation to kill his teacher with one glare. Heero already knew that if he wanted to he could pass each test with perfect scores, it didn't matter what subject. Who the hell was this guy, holding only an average amount of knowledge, to tell him how to be? No one but himself decides that. Therefore Mr. Krushenada can just fuck off.
It wasn't long after their chat that Heero was able to leave. He went directly to his locker, grabbed his turkey, tomato and lettuce sandwich, complete with a side snack banana, and made his way discretely toward the tree. He would make sure that no one knew what he was up to. Of course he was ignoring the fact that no one cared enough to pay attention.
He was only ten feet away now from that luscious big tree. It had been planted even long before the school was built, and the Peacecraft family never had the heart to tare it down during the building process. Heero couldn't blame them; it was a beautiful tree. It was off in a corner, so at least Heero wouldn't be made a fool of in the middle of the courtyard. But even still, he didn't see Duo there yet. And he didn't want to be the first one there. It would only scare him off. But…isn't that what he wanted to do? To just get rid of him and make life back to the way it was? Or…was there something else Heero wanted?
Heero felt a chill rise up his spine that froze him in place. Only his eyes moved. There he was, the god of the school: Duo Maxwell. Today wearing the latest fashion of a sleeveless mesh top in his favorite colour, Purple (also the colour of said subjects eyes); Also equipped with a badass pair of black jeans, it was noted that no one could match him. But by far the most alluring part of this beautiful creature was his three foot long braid, swinging shamelessly around him. Heero had noticed it the first day he had arrived at Peacecraft High…but enough about that. The main problem here was how could Heero meet him if he couldn't even move. Every inch of him was frozen in fear.
"Hey Wu-man, save me two seats at the table, 'kay? I'm bringing a buddy with me this time."
"Maxwell, how many times must I insist you resist calling me that?" Wu-fei; a short Asian with a bad temper. But he definitely had the strength to back up his threats. Also a member of Duo's bold group of pretty boys.
"Don't even ask me to calculate that Wu-man, you know I hate math." Duo stuck his tongue out playfully. "Just save me those seats okay? You know I'll get you back ten times worse if you don't." A smirk adorned his seemingly delicate features.
"Whatever." And the little Asian stormed off.
Duo was alone. It was a rare feat, but Heero had no complaints. It was easier to be rejected one on one.
Duo looked at his watch impatiently.
"Where the hell is this guy? I've been waiting for like over five minutes! I hate being kept waiting!" It hadn't even been a minute since Wu-fei's departure. He was definitely dubbed the drama queen for a reason.
"I swear if he doesn't show up within the next two minutes I'm gonna clobber him! And YOU! What the hell do you want?" Heero couldn't believe it. Duo was staring and yelling at him with distaste. Probably the first time he had ever been acknowledged.
"Look, I know I'm awesome and everything, but stop fucking staring at me, it's embarassing." He rolled his eyes. "You already know I'm WAY out of your league small fry, so if you're going to continue daydreaming go do it at further distance. Now shoo! Shoo!" He made waving hand movements to dismiss him. "I'm waiting for someone, so if you'll just turn around and walk that-a-way."
Heero wasn't sure if what he was feeling was his heart breaking, or his last brink of sanity cracking.
"Look asshole, I'm not the idiot here. Why don't you just shut your whiney mouth for a period of two seconds. I know it is difficult for an overacting drama bitch like yourself, but I guess this time you don't have a choice." Duo's eyes popped out of their sockets only to be followed by a furrowing of his eyebrows. He had never looked so mad. After all, frowning wasn't good for the complexion.
"No CHOICE! You fucking messed up little --"
"You are not who decides where others can stand. Though many others will follow you and your obscene orders, I will not. Deal with it. I will stand, sit, and eat, wherever I damn well please. Now if you'll excuse me." Heero sat down in that very spot, ten feet away from the tree.
"You little punk! Do you even know who you're messing with?" Duo breathed in and let his features go back to their cheery self and laughed. "You are so dead." He smiled. "You have no idea what you've just gotten in to. And no amount of transferring schools will save you." And with that Duo sauntered off in the direction that Wu-fei had exited.
…What have I done? Heero ate his sandwich quietly. Everyone was chattering amongst themselves. No doubt word of the unwanted's revolt had spread. He held back the urge to cry.
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The rest of the day went by as a blur. Heero ignored all the glares and stares he got from his classmates and everyone outside the classrooms. All he wanted was to go home. He didn't want to be Oweden Law anymore. He wanted to be Heero. He wanted to be the guy that no one knew.
It was then that he decided. No longer was he going to be tormented. He was sick of complaining; it was time to take action. The change was about to begin…
It was easy for Heero to break into the school's online records; it wasn't like the teachers were geniuses. Most were actually morons. But either way, there was no record of an Oweden Law present at Peacecraft High. That was all that mattered. This was a fresh start, and Heero was going to do whatever the hell he wanted. No more getting pushed around.
"OWEDEN! GET YOUR BUTT DOWN…here? Oh my…" Heero emerged from the doorway to quiet his mother. His glare froze her in place.
"Do not call me that." Heero spoke deeply, and clearly. "My name is Heero."
He was no longer the son she knew. His once dirty blonde locks had been dyed a chocolate brown, but given flare with its moss green tips. It was styled in a messy do, and no hat would ever touch it again. His glasses had been discarded, and in its place contact lenses. His bold blue eyes stood out fearlessly. With his new black running shoes, dark slacks, and forest green t-shirt, he was no longer Oweden Law. He was, Heero Yuy: new student at Peacecraft High.