Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Enemies, or? ❯ Part 3 ( Chapter 3 )

Hi everyone!

Now I've seen Lord of The Ring, the second movie! God, what a movie! It was just so good, really as good as the first one, and I just love Frodo and Sam! Anyway, on with it all!

Summary: Duo Maxwell and Heero Yuy have a feud going on, since they were young. No one seems to remember why they dislike each other, but there's always something going on between the two of them. Is it possible to make them become friends, or more?

Pairings: 1+2+1, (3+4, 5+M, D+4, maybe more too!)

Warning: I don't know where I'm going with this fic; so if you dislike `un-planned' fics, then don't read. I'm writing on other fics as well, so this is just a project on my side. I probably wont update all that often either. Homosexual content. A lot of OOC too! Maybe bashing on eventual characters, hopefully not one of the pilots, though.

Disclaimer: Don't own Gundam Wing, only this plot and the grammar-faults. The grammar-faults are for sale, though.

Genres: Romance, Humor, School-AU and so on…

Notes: I've realized that this fic is very muck like `Enemies and lovers' and `Holiday from hell', but this is my own version and I hope my fic is written originally enough!

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Enemies, or? - Part 3

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"Duo?"

No answer.

"Duo! You should listen, you know!"

No answer.

"DUO!" Hilde hit her braided friend's arm in frustration and anger, trying to get a response out of him. "It wont be any fun to stay with you tonight if you're gonna act like this!"

Duo jumped and then glared at her. "What did ya do that for?" he grumbled as he rubbed his arm, also annoyed.

"You've been acting like this since the game!"

Duo sniffed. "Well, I have a good reason!"

"Not really." Hilde noticed that that tie her shoelace had loosened and she bent down to tie it again. When she stood up again, she continued. "None of you won, right? You should be happy that Heero didn't beat you!"

"Beat me?" Duo scowled at her. "He wouldn't stand a chance against me. I was so close to beat him, this close!" He held up his thumb and index finger with a very little room between them, as if showing how close he was. "If I had been five second faster, I would have won!"

Hilde shrugged, unimpressed. "Could you stop fume in front of that door, and actually open it?"

Duo stared at her, then at the door, before scratching his head sheepishly, laughing. "Oh yeah, sorry." He opened the door and held it up so Hilde could enter first. "Ladies first"

"When did you ever think of me as an lady?"Hilde asked with a snort, as she entered, scanning the floor for toy cars that Will, Duo's brother seemed to worship when she was here the last time. She had bad experiences with those, and Will would never forget how dangerous it could be to let toys lay around like that.

Duo entered behind her and closed the door. "I'm hoooomeeee!" he shouted at the top of his lungs into the quiet house.

Hilde rolled her eyes. "Duo, there's no one home, no need to scream like that."

"You can never know what's going on in this house" her violet-eyed friend smirked and opened the door to the kitchen.

There, sitting at the table was Duo's older brother Solo, eating a sandwich. Big headphones covered his ears and his head moved in tact to whichever music he was listening on, up and down, up and down.. He didn't even seem to notice the two newly arrived friends.

Anyway, when Duo and Hilde moved further into the kitchen, he saw them and took his headphones off. Hilde could hear rather loud music coming from them before he turned his freestyle `off'. It was a wonder that no one in the Maxwell-family had serious trouble with hearing since they all seemed to listen to the same loud music, especially `Tool'. And who did ever listen to Tool in a low volume?

Solo looked quite surprised as he saw Hilde. "What are you doing here?"

The shorthaired girl pouted in mock annoyance. "Why does everyone keep asking me that? It would be a lot nicer with the usual `hello' you know! And by the way, I'm going back to England in a week!"

Solo shrugged and returned to his sandwich.

"Well, thank you for being so sympathetic!"

Duo began to dig in the fridge for a while before looking up again. "Solo, you pig! You've eaten all the cheese!"

"And the eggs, and the bacon, and the peanut butter AND the marmalade!" Solo added, and looked quite proud of himself.

Hilde began to seriously wonder what had been in the now eaten sandwich. No scratch that, she didn't really want to know, since she had eaten Solo's sandwiches a lot of time before.. Suddenly, she felt sick.

"Hilde, want something? We have..um..not all that much anymore, actually" He shot Solo a murdering glare.

Solo belched.

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After the basket match, Quatre decided to go home. His first thought had been to go home to Duo and catch up with Hilde who apparently would live there, but after seeing what kind of mood Duo was in, he decided otherwise. He felt bad for Hilde.

Suddenly, he felt a tug in his schoolbag. When he scanned it through to see if anything was wrong, he saw that a seam had wrecked, if he continued to carry the bag this way, it would fall apart, and all his books would fall out. Cursing, he tried to re-arrange his books without dropping anything.

You had to excuse Quatre, he never cursed before he met Duo.

When he looked up again, all he actually was able to see was a blue-clad chest, before he crashed right into it; face first.

Dropping his bag, he fell backward on his butt. The books fell out of the bag and onto the ground., only to make Quatre's mood sink ten degrees. `I should have followed Duo home' he thought before looking up again. What he saw made him swallow loudly to prevent himself from drooling.

A rather tall, young man dressed in jeans and a dark blue t-shirt stood leaning over him with a calm expression on his face. A long brown bang covered half of his face, and green eyes briefly met Quatre's crystal blue. Quatre did the only thing you can do when running into a gorgeous boy; he blushed. Not the usual pink blush, his face turned deeply crimson. It was then he decided that he hated himself.

The boy, however, seemed unfazed and offered the smaller boy a hand to help him up.

Quatre took the hand, which were big and warm without being sweaty, he noted as he got up. The taller boy leaned down and collected the books from the pavement, then held them out to a still red-faced Quatre. "I'm sorry" he said.

Quatre waved his hands as if to gesticulate his own guilt in it all. "No, no, it was totally my fault! I should have watched where I was going, I'm terrible sorry! And, where do you come from? I've never seen you before."

At first, the boy didn't seem to hear the question by the end of his speech but then he answered. "From the circus" He waved slightly with the books to catch Quatre's attention, they were getting rather heavy.

Quatre did the only thing he could think of. "Well, bye then." He said and took his bags before walking quickly down the road again, still scarlet in his face.

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Trowa stared after the blonde boy as he walked past. What a strange guy!

He felt need to shrug, but didn't since it could destroy his reputation. If Catherine saw him, she'd never let him live it down!

Trowa continued to walk down the street, in opposite direction. When he had walked for around ten minutes, he heard a familiar shout. "Trowa! Over here, I'm here Trowa!"

He turned his head slightly and saw a girl, a few years older than himself, with brown curly hair and light blue eyes. She was dressed in a short blue skirt and a darker blue tanktop. She was carrying some bags filled with various things. He almost smiled as he acknowledged his sister with a plain "Hello Catherine."

Catherine was now standing in front of him and bounced excitedly back and forth on her heels and toes. "Hi Trowa! This seems like a nice little town, don't you think? Done with your shopping yet?" She looked him over as if searching after bruises or scratches.

Catherine was nice, but a little overprotective. It was mostly because they lost their parent when they were young, and she had no wish to lose her brother too.

Trowa sweatdropped "I haven't started yet"

Her eyes widened. "Oh, I'll help you! Here!" She gave him her bags and he noted that they were heavier than they looked. But then again, Catherine was stronger than she looked too.

Sighing. Towa followed his sister as she quickly walked down the road, still chatting about this and that. How had he ended up carrying all of the bags?

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Heero sighed as he opened the door to enter his house. As usual, no one was home more than his white two-year-old cat which he called `Zero'. He had no idea where he had gotten the name from, why call a poor cat Zero? His first thought had been to call him `Wing', but it was ridiculous, since cats don't have any wings. His father thought it was cool, but he wasn't home long enough to make it matter.

His father was travelling a lot and only came home one or two weeks at time.

While thinking this, Zero walked down the stairs with almost royal movements. You only had to look at the cat to see that it had a snobbish nature, and only accepted the best. A smart creature in his mothers' opinion.

Heero slowly pat the cat until it started to purr. `I wonder what Maxwell does at home' he thought before snorting. That made Zero stiffen a moment in surprise. `Hn, he's probably angry because he didn't won the game.' Heero grinned devilishly and it made Zero stand up again after laying on the floor and walk into another room. He did not want to be close Heero when he had that grin on his face!

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"She is NOT sleeping in your room!" Mr Maxwell loudly announced. He was getting red in his face after arguing about this fact with his son for about ten minutes.

"Hey, come on! What could actually HAPPEN!?" Duo shouted to his dad who started to sputter something about `you'll understand when you're older'

Hilde blushed and Solo started to laugh loudly. Will played with his precious toy-cars and seemingly didn't understand what his annoying family were arguing about. `Let the girl sleep in Duo's room for goodness sake' was his opinion.

While Mr. Maxwell was still sputtering about something he called `teenage-hormones' Duo realized that it wasn't any idea to tell his idiot father that he was fifteen year old already, so he grabbed Hilde's arm and drug her up the stairs and into his room.

As he closed the door behind him, he leaned his back against the wood and then slowly slid down onto the floor. "Geeze" was his only comment and Hilde giggled. Nothing had changed, nothing at all!

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Wufei and Meiran slowly walked towards their house. Both of their families lived together in a big house, and as they were married they shared a room, much to the dismay of them both.

Meiran smoked as usual, but suddenly she found herself almost biting her tongue as the cigarette disappeared. Wufei had taken the cigarette and now he threw it onto the pavement. "What did ya do that for?" she asked, annoyed.

"Smoking is bad for you" he husband snorted, "You should stop"

"Well, sorry, but I'm not your possession. I'll do what I want" Meiran said, trying to keep calm, and surprisingly she succeeded. She had never done that before.

Wufei shrugged, and the mere response only pissed he off even more, but still, she kept calm. "God, you're annoying" was he only comment.

Wufei shrugged again.

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Duo and Hilde lay in Duo's room, staring at the TV. Not that they actually understood what was happening in the program. it was to late to understand complicated plot-lines. Actually, it was 06:00 in the morning.

They had talked, talked and talked. When they finally decided to do something else, they realized that playing chess 05:00 in the moring was impossible because no one could think normally at that time. Hilde slowly fell asleep, with Duo soon to follow.

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TBC..

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Well? Want me to continue? What did you think of this chapter? Tell me, please! Most of this, I wrote on papers in school since I didn't had anything to do, everything is calm because all the tests are over now!

Merry Christmas everyone!