Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Angel Heart ❯ An angel in the garden ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Angel Heart

Last Revised: April 5, 2008

Author: Eternal Spark aka Sparky aka Carol Edwards

Pairings: For this chapter: 1+5. As the story progresses 5x2, 1x4, 6x3, RxOcc.

Rating: Varies between PG 13-NC17, Overall: NC-17

Genre: Alternative Universe, OCC, Romance, Drama

Disclaimers: They're not mine!! DAMN IT!!! WHY CAN'T THEY?!? --;;; Anyway…Just using the characters, folks. I'm not getting paid a damn cent. Just love to manipulate the characters.

Warning: Light shounen-ai for now. If you don't know, that's boy love, people. The story will include Language, NCS, yaoi/shounen-ai, Lemon

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Achived: WufeiDuo.net, Dreamer's Isle - www.geocities.com/dreamersisle, Fanfiction.net, Mediaminer.org & Fandomination.com. If you want it, please ask first.

Author's Notes: Yes I have revised the story a bit. Don't you just love it when I actually work on something? Isn't it much better than the last one? And I am happy I can put X-Shin in a story other than Twin Horizons that I will revise and continue, people.

 

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Chapter one - An angel in the garden

 

Every day, Wufei watched the very popular and talkative student-every single day-365 days, five days a week, whether in class, or walking quietly home from school. Who wouldn't? The chatterbox sitting at his usual spot at the popular table oozed sexuality yet acted as innocent as a lamb. Yes! This was a contradiction within itself but the person in question; a chestnut-haired, violet-eyed boy wonder who only acted this way only during lunchtime. The ebony haired captain of the martial arts team would know. It was Wufei who watched that particular lunch table and it was Wufei who was staring at that particular boy while the long haired teenager stood surrounded by his so called friends. Everyday these associates would sit around the pale skinned boy's slender form for another day of lukewarm cheeseburgers and greasy french fries. Wufei shook his head in disgust, watching them silently fight each other for the attention of the cinnamon confection. He could understand the obsessed ruffians though because it was a war that was worth everything to Wufei. Just one look from that sweet heart-shaped face with the strangest eyes Wufei had ever seen on a boy and shivers would run up and down his spine. The heavens also blessed the boy with the most sensual lips, lips that were begging to be kissed, and Wufei knew each one of those idiots were practically praying that one day those deep violet eyes would look their way with more than just a hint of a friendship.

 

"You've got it bad, Fei."

 

Sloe eyes glanced to his left, away from the popular table and from his plastic tray filled with lukewarm beef lo mein, an ice-cold Arizona ice tea and mini spring rolls and into the depths of a Prussian sea. "Hi Heero."

 

Heero Yuy smiled down on his friend. They had been best friends since birth when Heero's family moved next door to the Chang house. Heero was an all around scholar/jock, blessed with the athletic ability of a pro and excelled in any sport offered to him. Currently, he was the football captain. Heero was not your typical football captain either. He was the type of guy that had a no nonsense attitude about him, blessed with looks to die for but never really paid enough attention to them to notice. You could say Heero was a typical teenager just trying to get through school just like everyone else his age was.

 

Wufei just didn't understand why he never fell for his best friend. With that shaggy mop of unruly dark chocolate hair, those dark prussian eyes and understanding attitude, Heero would be the perfect boyfriend. Maybe it was because they were practically related since Heero's older sister Relena had married Wufei's older brother, Xi-Shin. Maybe it could be that his dear Heero was already in love with someone. This wasn't puppy love either. It was the “love at first sight, fumble the ball during the big game kind of love” with the very popular blonde genius from honors, Quatre Raberta Winner.

 

This confidential info was only entrusted in Wufei's care because they were the greatest of friends. Heero remembered it as if it was yesterday. It was a night like any other while Wufei was over for dinner. That night Heero's father, who owned Yuy Contracting, received a phone call from a client for a job to build a new house, a mansion, on a quiet area northeast of Sank. Everyday, Heero would leave his football practice early to see the progress of his father's latest project. It was just on one particular occasion, the future owners of the house, stopped by for adjustments in certain rooms. It was then Mr. Yuy and his youngest son was introduced to Mr. and Ms. Winner, owners of Winner Enterprises, one of the top companies in the entire world.

 

Being introduced to a famous couple wasn't all that special to Heero Yuy yet something else struck him totally speechless. Prussian eyes set on the couple's youngest son who happened to be with them that day. The small teenager was a vision to behold-Platinum blonde locks, an angelic face with large aquamarine eyes and an innocence surrounding a perfect form that took Heero's breath away. He couldn't quite understand why he was feeling hot and cold at the same time. Under further investigation, Heero discovered the couple had another son, much older than his crush. Millardo or Zechs, as everyone called the older sibling, would eventually end up in his older brother Trowa's classes. The moment those two met, a friendship sparked between them and now they were constantly together, studying, dating and other stuff couples do together.

 

"So Fei...are you ever going to get up the nerve to tell Duo you're mad about his body?"

 

"I am not!" Wufei shouted, his face reddening by the seconds while a huge sweatdrop developed on the side of his face. Everyone within the lunchroom was staring at him from his outburst, everyone including Duo. Heero laughed while the dull sound of Wufei's head hitting the table resounded in the room, his golden hands folding over his dark head in embarrassment. "Besides… “ A muffled voice echoed from underneath folded arms. "Why would he be interested in me?"

 

A gentle tug on Wufei's ponytail caused the Chinese boy to look up.

 

"Duo is not like that, Fei. Trust me." Heero glanced causally over at the boy of Wufei's affection. Rumors were flying around the campus about the beautiful boy just like any newcomer would. But the truth about the boy sickened him to the core. Rumor had it that Duo was physically and sexually abused when he was seven by his birth father and it wasn't discovered until the boy was twelve. Heero knew the truth from his parents since they were friends with the chief of the police. Treize, Duo's older half brother, who had just lost his wife in childbirth and was caring for his newborn daughter when he mistakenly discovered strange marks over his younger brother's body while the boy slept over his house. Shocked, Treize confronted his father about his younger brother and the confrontation triggered some terrible memory within the young adult. From that point on and a little help from family court, Treize was granted custody of his brother. Since then the older man was trying his best to raise Duo and his daughter Mariemaea in a stable environment far away from their deranged father who was now in prison for his heinous crimes.

 

When Heero first heard the story from his parents, he was horrified. In his grief, he spoke to Wufei about it since he knew his unusually quiet friend had falling head over heels in love with Duo. Usually such vast information about one's life would scare away any traces of a friendship but being the person Heero knew Wufei was, admiration showed through Wufei's sloe eyes reaffirming his decision. With this, Heero wanted to make his friend happy even if he never got the object of his secret desires, he would help his best friend find his.

 

A chestnut braid twitched as its owner rose from the table adjusting his glasses over his nose. "I'll see you guys later! Ja ne!"

 

Heero planted a hand firmly on Wufei's shoulder. "Look! He's leaving! At least try to talk to him! Isn't he in your poetry class or something?"

 

"What for, Heero?” Wufei whined wearily. ”It's a lost cause, so why strain myself?"

 

"Hn! No balls, Wuffie? Did they shrivel up or something?"

 

"NO!" Wufei growled. "Just I don't know how to approach him!"

 

Heero stood up, grabbing Wufei by the collar. "Well I do! Come on!" Heero then proceeded to drag the ebony-haired Asian boy, kicking and screaming injustice throughout the lunchroom.

 

Unaware by the two students, aquamarine eyes followed Heero's rugged movements sighing his misfortune. "I wish he would talk to me."

 

"Who, Quat-chan?"

 

"No one, Dottie.” Quatre smiled at his friend though the smile didn't reach his eyes. It was hard being in love with the top jock on campus. He knew Heero didn't have anyone and when he thought the cute boy he hung out with was his boyfriend, Dorothy informed him that they were like brothers. Looking down on his plate, he pushed the vegetarian lasagna around smearing the sauce along the end of the ceramic plate. He sighed, staring at Dorothy's plate of a cheeseburger and cheese fries. His hand instantly went into Dorothy's plate grabbing two generous globs of cheesy fries and popping them in his mouth. “Did you want that fry?"

 

Dorothy just giggled at her friend, while one of her forked eyebrows rose in question at her lovable french fry thief.

 

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Duo walked down the corridor, out a side door out towards the courtyard, walking directly to his favorite spot...under the giant Sakura tree growing in the center of the campus. It was a little while before lunch was over. Nimble hands rubbed along the hard bark as his hands curled about the great tree, hugging his body against it. "I bet you've been here for centuries, old guy. A lot of stories are probably hidden within your rings." He sighed, turning around while sinking to the ground. His back rested gently against the wood while his legs opened in a causal fashion. Tilting his head just a bit to the left side, violet eyes gazed at the noonday sun while a lone hand rustling through chestnut bangs. An afternoon breeze blew gently through the courtyard taking some sakura blossoms, lifted them into the wind, and fluttering petals back down to the earth.

 

This was the scene Wufei caught as he and Heero opened the door to the courtyard. He couldn't say a word, standing there speechless against the metal door. The sight before him was not a being of this earth. It couldn't be. The form before him was too beautiful...too innocent to be human as petals fell on his slender form and around him as if touching the folding of hidden wings.

 

An angel.

 

He had to be an angel to look so sexy and innocent at the same time. Wisps of chestnut fire fluttered in the breeze, a hand coming to catch the wayward strands back away from his heart-shaped face. Those large eyes closing momentarily staring upward towards a home he couldn't return, too long in this physical form on a lost plane.

 

Sigh.

 

“Well?!” Heero nudged Wufei in the arm, “Go over there and talk to him?”

 

But Wufei was mute. How could you approach someone like that? How could you approach an angel?

 

TBC