Heero: I want out of this fanfic.
Shi-chan: Not a chance, Yuy. I'll take any excuse to use you in one of those Wufei lemons people seem to love.
Wufei: INJUSTICE!
Heero: You wouldn't dare!
Duo: You don't even know what the fic's about, Heero! Beeda!
Heero: Sure. It's angst, and sap. That's all she can write.
Shi-chan: I bet I could manage a lemon if I tried. Guess who's starring?
Heero. "....."
Duo: Can I?
Shi-chan: .....::sweatdrop::
Heero Yuy tapped his fingers on the wood surface and listened to the teacher drone on endlessly. Would this mission never end? He had been in this boarding school for weeks, waiting to hear something, anything, from Dr. J on the mission.
Heero felt a pang of loneliness and wished Duo were here. The braided American was on another mission with Wufei, doubtlessly talking the Chinese pilot's ear off at that very moment.
God, what he wouldn't give to hear Duo's voice again.
The listless soldier checked his laptop for word again from Dr. J, Duo, Quatre, anyone able to fill him in on what he was supposed to do next. The only instructions he'd been given were "Infiltrate the school posing as a student. Do not reveal your identity to anyone under any circumstances."
Did J think he was stupid? Heero hadn't planned on blowing his cover. He never had before. No one ever seemed to notice Heero Yuy's existance in that sense, they thought he was just another teenager named after the famous martyr.
Heero brought up a photograph of Duo that he kept password-protected hidden in the files of his computer. The chestnut-haired boy was grinning his trademark grin at the camera, and Heero brushed his fingers over his lover's cybernetic image. "Duo."
Eventually the slow-witted woman coughed and finished up her lesson before dismissing the class. Heero trudged back to his dorm holding the laptop at his side and for once wishing there was someone to talk to. "Must be that baka's influence." Heero swore under his breath and picked up his pace.
He didn't look up until he bumped violently into a girl about his own age, bright and violet-eyed and chattering to several other girls around her. As both parties hit the ground Heero grabbed for his nonexistant pistol and was only somewhat relieved to find it was not there. The fallen girl bubbled to herself as she picked up Heero's books and laptop before hurriedly handing them back to him.
Their eyes met.
(OOC: Heero: You've got to be kidding me.
Shi-chan: Sa, Heero-kun... IC:)
Heero found himself staring into deep pools of striking indigo framed by black eyelashes and a touch of mascara against a china-doll-like face. He couldn't pull his eyes away from the girl. She looks....like my Duo.
The apologetic girl was already asking his forgiveness for her clumsiness, her cloud of chestnut hair pushing past her face and falling just within his reach. He lifted a hand to touch the soft curls, marveling at the feeling of it, lost in the indigo eyes. The girl's friends, looking shocked at what the chestnut beauty had done, babbled to each other and started gathering the books she had dropped.
Heero extended a hand to the frightened looking female and assisted her in getting to her feet. Her other hand was still trying to push the escaped hair behind her ears as she ran shaking fingers through the brown curls that Heero had caressed. "I'm sorry, so sorry, I have to...gomen na sai!" She looked like she was going to cry. Heero wondered if she was hurt, if he should ask, how was she, what was her name? He was sorry he had caused her pain.
Sorry. Apologies. Yuy, what the hell are you thinking?
"Hn. Gomen." He said abruptly. The girl nodded and hurriedly turned away. "Matte yo. Who are you?"
The brown-haired beauty cast a look over her shoulder. "My name is Deux. I just transferred in...class 3b."
Deux. It sounds so much like Duo. Heero nodded at the three young women's retreating backs and nodded satisfactorily. "Hn."
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Deux tried not to look back at the Japanese boy, instead focusing on the rambling of her friends. "Deux, how could you be so clumsy? I can't believe you!" Ami sputtered. "You just crashed into the school's top student, and sat there looking like an idiot!"
Sara tried to look comforting. "He was kind of cute. And the way he looked at you..."
Deux shrugged and hugged her books to her chest. "I probably reminded him of someone he knows."
Ami frowned. "Why would you think that? I think he likes you..."
"Maybe." Deux sighed and tighened her fingers around each other. Heero Yuy, what the hell are you doing?
Shi-chan: Not so bad eh?
Heero: Not so BAD?!?!?! What are you talking about?!?
Duo: Shi-chan, I thought you said I was gonna be in this story!
Shi-chan: Allah, calm down! You'll...gah.
Wufei: Injustice.
Shi-chan: ..... Shut the hell up. You're not even in the story. Yet.