Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A new future ❯ Chapter Eight: Old year's eve ( Chapter 8 )

Chapter Eight: Old years eve

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The story shifts back to Duo Maxwell again and we have now arrived at December 31st and are following the boys as they are waiting in line to get inside Hilde's club. They had to show their ID-cards and those not sixteen yet got a stamp on their hands to show they weren't allowed to buy alcohol yet. Of course this didn't help much for their friends could easily get it for them, but it was legal procedure and so it had to be done. Non of the boys got a stamp though, for all of them were sixteen.

Once inside Heero raised an eyebrow and glanced at Duo "You sixteen already?"

Duo shrugged. "Dunno. But the ID I got says so." It was true, he had no idea when his birthday was, but someone had obviously decided it was somewhere in November.

Heero blinked, but didn't ask. That was Wufei's job "Maxwell, you'll never cease to amaze me."

The club was pretty big and it was crowded for this time of the evening. Normally most of the teenagers didn't come until 23.00 but now the club was allready pretty full and a lot of dancing was going on as well. This was probably because it was December 31st, holidays were always different.

Was it dark and cold outside, inside it was quite the opposite and spotlights in different colors and neonlight flashed to all sides of the club, moving on the rhythem of the loud trance music that was played in the club. Special white spotlights were arranged so that they moved their light all over the large stage at the back of the club and lots of people were dancing on that stage, showing off for everybody.

In the beginning the boys took it easy, they settled themselves at the bar, drinking beer, chatting a bit -well, Duo was doing most of the talking, trying to engage the others in his conversation- but as midnight kept drawing nearer the boys started dancing and chatting with a group of girls.

It was still early in the evening when Duo saw a couple of girls to his taste. And, after having a couple of beers but not being totally drunk yet, he decided this night was to have fun. However, the girls might have been sitting alone, and they were polite to Duo when he spoke to them, only minutes after he'd arrived there, two boys a little older than himself shoved him aside and kissed the girls straight on the mouth, glaring at Duo and making it obvious to whom these girls belonged.

Duo walked off like a dog with its tail between his legs, back to the bar where he was soon enough joined by a grinning Chang. "No luck with the ladies, Maxwell?"

Duo `humpf-ed'. "I don't want them anyway."

"You mean they don't want you?" The Chinese one smirked.

"Chang," Duo said slightly annoyed by his roommate making fun of his failure. He'd be damned if he let anybody waltz on his pride like that. "I could get anyone I want when I want them."

"Yeah right." The Chinese muttered. "In your dreams I bet you can."

"Not just dreams, my friend, reality as well." He was surprised at how convincing he sounded.

"Okay, prove it."

"What?"

"I dare you."

Duo narrowed his eyes, wondering whether he should quit the alcohol. "What are you talking about?"

Wufei put on an innocent face as he explained what he had in mind. "I'll point out one person in this club and at twelve o'clock exactly you will kiss that one. On the mouth of course. I'll bet you ten bucks you won't succeed!"

Duo glanced at the clock. Twelve huh? That left him with half an hour to get contact. That should be more than enough.

"Fine, Wuffer-man," he said, sounding more convinced than he actually was, "I'll take that bet."

Wufei growled at the nickname, but chose to ignore it. This should prove to be fun. "Agreed." He said. And he knew exactly who he was going to make him kiss. . .

"Good. Then the `lucky' one you will kiss is. . ." Wufei glanced around before he pointed to someone in the club. "There." He decided, smiling mischievous.

Duo glanced in the direction of his finger and trough the crowd, he focussed his eye on the one Wufei meant. On a bar stool he saw his victim sipping beer. The `chosen one' sat with the back facing Duo, but he could see the one had short, unruly hair spiking out in every direction possible and was obviously talking with the blonde in the bar stool close by. Though he only saw the back of his victim, Duo recognised the green shirt immediately.

"B-But. . ." He stammered as he couldn't take his eyes off his victim. "That's Heero."

"So?"

"That's. . . he's a boy."

"You never said I had to chose a girl."

Duo recalled the previous conversation, only to come to the conclusion Wufei was right. He had indeed not said it had to be a girl. Damn, this was no good. He couldn't kiss Heero! Heero was his friend for god's sake! His cool and good-looking friend perhaps, but still his friend. He growled. "Wufei. This is so unfair."

"I know." The Chinese grinned.

Then again. . . This WAS an ideal way to find out how much he really cared about his roommate. Maybe after kissing the boy he would be able to tell whether he wanted more or not. With this idea in the back of his head he forced a grin onto his face. "Fine, prepare to loose big time!"

His grin broadened as he watched the slightly surprised expression on the Chinese's face. Obviously he hadn't expected Duo to take this bet. But he quickly covered his surprise. "Speak for yourself." He silently wished Duo good luck, for he believed the younger one would definitely need it.

Duo walked away from Wufei, not seeing how the Chinese one gave a certain blond Arabic thumbs up, muttering something that sounded surprisingly close to plan A being put to action. He needed some time to think this over. How the heck was he gonna pull this stunt?

For the next half hour Duo was having a bad stomach-ache. Knowing the reason, but not willing to admit it, he decided to stay as far away from Heero as possible. As the minutes seem to pass by like eternities on their own, he danced with some girls and took another beer, hoping it would give him the guts to do it.

Two minutes before midnight he decided to start making his way over to Heero, so he could do as he was told. He saw Wufei moving in to see it as well. Duo glanced around for Quatre, but the blonde was nowhere in sight. That was strange. This was the first time Quatre went to a club and in the beginning he hadn't even once left Duo's side. Maybe he was with that tall guy he'd seen him dancing with before.

But he didn't have any time to contemplate on his friend's business for it was only a few seconds till midnight and he was now standing next to Heero, both of them looking expectantly at the big clock above the stage, counting down with the others in chorus.

(10)

People got excited, that much was obvious.

(9)

Duo moved closer to his roommate so that he was sure to be the first one to reach him. He didn't dare to touch him, though.

(8)

His stomach had been having trouble keeping calm the past half hour, but had he thought it showed back then, now he was sure he was going to explode. And he didn't know if he really liked this feeling or not.

(7)

All he could think about now was Heero's wrath afterwards. If he were angry after being kissed, which no doubt he would be, Duo would never hear the end of it!

(6)

`Oh god'

(5)

`Halfway there. . .'

(4)

Wufei was watching him, smirking.

(3)

What would it be like? He'd imagined kissing Heero before, but never thought about this ever happening in reality. It had never been more than a dream.

`But obviously dreams can come true.' Don't start thinking about that!

(2)

Almost now

(1)

One more. . .

(0)

NOW!

As the clock started striking twelve times to indicate midnight, Duo turned to grab Heero to kiss him, but he felt movement next to him. He jerked his head sideways to see. . . some blonde girl kissing Heero right in front of him!

Duo stared at them from beside. The girl was about the same height as Heero. Her blond hair was so long it reached her waist and her dark eyebrows split into two like a serpent's tongue. She had her eyes closed while Heero's were wide open with surprise, though Duo couldn't make out whether it was a happy surprise or an unpleasant one.

Duo blinked. The blonde's lips were still on Heero's

Duo blinked again. The blonde finally pulled away.

Heero blinked. Duo opened his mouth to speak but couldn't find his voice.

Heero narrowed his eyes as the blonde flashed his roommate a playful smile and started speaking. "Happy new-year, handsome." With that she smiled and walked away, winking at Heero, leaving him gaping at her while his brain was trying to comprehend what had just happened.

Duo finally found his voice back again. "Hey, that's just what I wanted to do."

Heero turned around facing Duo but before either of them could speak Wufei interfered, wearing a grin Duo could only describe as creepy. He pulled Duo away from Heero and widened his grin.

"Looks like you lost, buddy."

"It's not fair, you know, I didn't even get a chance to do it. That dense girl beat me to it!"

"Still you lost."

"I'm telling you man, it wasn't my fault! I-I would've done it if she. . ."

"If she didn't beat you to it, I know. But she beat you to it anyway so you lost." Wufei started walking away, but decided to call something back. "Get your money on the table, Maxwell, you're going to pay up!"

The rest of the evening Duo stayed out of Heero's way, afraid he might have heard that comment he'd made after the ugly kissed him. Well, she hadn't been that ugly, but to do that to Heero in front of him! Duo had every right to call her ugly! He was glad the others were there now as well. That way, it wasn't until they were in their room that Heero could speak up. That was something Duo wasn't looking forward to. He just hoped the other boy would forget or something, maybe he hadn't even heard the comment. Or else Duo could always pretend to be asleep

He looked for Quatre. He hadn't wished him happy new year yet. When he couldn't find him immediately he decided to walk around a bit to see if he could spot his blonde friend. But Quatre didn't seem to be waiting for him, for he was -obviously drunk, poor guy, first night out­- dancing happily with someone Duo could only see his back from. The boy was taller than Quatre, probably taller than Duo as well. He decided not to bother the blond now, but he did feel the need to keep an eye on him. Quatre and drunk for the first time would certainly lead to vulnerability and the last thing he wanted was to see Quatre get hurt just because he wanted to have a good time. His head alone would be hurting enough in the morning.

By the time they had to get back to the orphanage Duo had to drag Quatre out of the club, so far gone was he. He was singing loudly all the way back, trying to get Duo to join him who obviously didn't feel like it and even Heero's death glare didn't scare Quatre enough to shut his mouth. Halfway to the orphanage he just lay down saying he'd had a good time but was too tired and as soon as he closed his eyes, he was asleep.

Had he been completely sober, Duo would have laughed at this and make fun of Quatre, but he wasn't sober and he wasn't in a too good a mood either because of the events of that night, the dread of Heero Yuy's death glare and the prospect of his anger about what happened earlier. So he just grunted and together with Wufei he picked up the blonde youth and so they carried him all the way back to the orphanage, where they put him in his room.

Somebody was going to wake up late the next morning and when he did, that certain somebody would probably be puking on everything and suffer a nice little headache. . . Better stay out of that certain someone's way because even Quatre could be scary when he was agitated.

`Not as scary as Heero, though.'

Duo sighed as he closed the door to Quatre's room, said goodnight to Wufei and followed Heero who was heading for their own bedroom. Once there he sat down on his own bed, waiting for Heero to speak up, but he didn't. He just started undressing. Duo watched him do this absentminded. Was Heero dragging this out for a purpose? Or maybe he just didn't know what to say? Whatever he was thinking now, his slightly muscular body looked in perfect shape. He wondered how he got in like that, it wasn't as if he ever worked out or anything, all he ever did was typing away on any computer he could get his hands on.

By this time, Heero had put on his nightclothes and was looking at Duo.

"Duo? Anything wrong?" he asked the staring youth.

Duo looked up at Heero and remembered he'd just been staring at his roommate's body. He turned away his face which he was sure was getting a shade of red. "N-no, everything's fine, nothings wrong, I'm fine. Just drunk and tired." Heero stared at him with a suspicious look but Duo ignored it, or at least pretended to be ignoring him, as he started undressing himself. Heero got in his own bed as did Duo once he was done. Just before his head hit his pillow he figured Heero hadn't heard the comment about kissing him. The next moment he fell into a dreamless sleep.

~ T.B.C. ~

A/N: Now who could that girl kissing Heero be? (I am soooo evil!) *grinns*

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