Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Heero Yuy, Seventh Grade Teacher? Omake #2 ❯ Spring Break! - Part I ( Chapter 1 )
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By: kalamekiv 
The beginning of the documentary. Heero asks Relena out.... :P
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.14.2001 | Updated On: 12.14.2001 | Pages: 6 | Words: 3.7K | Visits: 256 | Status: Completed
The beginning of the documentary. Heero asks Relena out.... :P
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.14.2001 | Updated On: 12.14.2001 | Pages: 6 | Words: 3.7K | Visits: 256 | Status: Completed
Heero Yuy, Seventh Grade Teacher? Omake 2a
Spring Break - Part 1!
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, Dragonball Z, or Sailormoon.
If you truly believe that I own any of those shows, then answer
this question for me: Where's my millions from royalties?
Note: This Omake will be broken into 'parts', since I really don't
feel like having to upload a 100+k file! ^_^ And PLEASE read my note
at the end of this!!
*********************
Heero groaned as he awoke to the sound of his rather annoying alarm
clock. Instinctively, the ex-Gundam pilot turned seventh grade history
teacher grabbed his gun, and blew the alarm clock to hell. 'Damn, now
I have to get a new one!' he thought as he jumped out of bed and
glanced at his calendar. He groaned again after realizing that he
didn't need to get up early at all, since the school was on 'spring
break' for the next two weeks. 'Oh well, I might as well work on my
Gundam or something.' he decided as he headed for the shower.
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Trunks and Goten were hiding in some nearby bushes, armed with a video
camera and a microphone. The little demi-Saiyajins were dressed in
some camouflage, hoping that it would help disguise them better.
Trunks even had a hat on with some branches sticking out of it to help
cover his lovely purple hair. It was Trunks' idea to make a
'documentary' about what their favorite teacher did over his spring
break. Gotenwas going along with it since he was, after all, Trunks'
best friend.
"Um, Trunks," Goten whispered, looking at his friend as he was trying
to look for his binoculars. "Are you sure Mr. Yuy lives in THAT
apartment building?"
"For the last time, Goten, YES!" Trunks snapped, trying to keep his
voice under a 'normal' volume level. "I followed him home one day,
and I *saw* him walk into that very apartment with my own eyes!"
"Hai, hai, Trunks-kun! I believe you!" Goten replied, doing the
patented Son Goku hand-behind-head-thing while grinning like a
complete idiot. "Hey! Is that him?" he asked, pointing to someone
across the street who had just walked out of the apartment building.
"Hai!" Trunks answered back, then threw the camcorder at Goten and
grabbed the microphone. "Lights...camera...action! Konnichiwa, minna!
I'm your host, Trunks Vegeta-Briefs, and I have a treat for you, my
loyal fans! Here, I hope to present you with a wonderful documentary
about what Peacecraft Academy's favorite teacher, Mr. Heero Yuy, does
in his spare time!"
"Not like we really want to know or anything," Goten whispered
off-camera. Trunks groaned, then smacked his best friend upside the
head. "WHAT?" the younger demi-Saiyajin snapped as he rubbed the spot
Trunks had hit him at.
"Be quiet!" Trunks snapped. He quickly turned around to make sure no
one saw their hiding place and to see if Mr. Yuy was still somewhere
near the apartment building. He managed to spot Heero at the door,
reading the paper. Trunks sighed in relief, and faced the camera once
more.
"This part of the documentary will cover what the elusive Heero Yuy
does early in the morning. As you can see, he stands by the doorway
of the cave he lives in and reads something very interesting. Hmm,
I wonder what he's reading," Trunks said, grabbing the binoculars from
poor Goten's neck, who was trying to keep the camera steady and
focused on the completely oblivous Heero. "Well, well! It would seem
that the Heero Yuy creature is reading the...personal ads?!" Trunks
blurted out in a slightly squeaky voice. Goten, who inherited his
acute Saiyajin hearing from his father, dropped the camera to cover
his ears, and broke it. Trunks angrily turned to his friend, pounced
on him, and proceeded to beat the hell out of him.
"Trunks-kun! I'm sorry!" Goten whimpered as he was getting klobbered
by the older boy. Trunks, in his angry rage, accidently went Super
Saiyajin and continued beating on poor Goten in their hiding place.
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Heero continued reading the personals ad in the Sanq Kingdom Times as
he rode the elevator back to the floor where the apartment he shared
with Duo and Trowa was located. "Damnit! Why aren't any of these women
interested in someone who was an ex-Gundam pilot!?" snapped the
Japanese pilot. He sighed, then left the elevator. He read a few of
the ads outloud to himself as he walked down the hallway.
"'Single white female seeks the company of a single white male
interested in fencing duels and wars.' That sounds like something that
crazy cockroach girl Dorothy would want. What else...'Single white
female looking for an assassin-type single Japanese male...must know
how to say 'Omae o korosu!' the 'right' way'...That sounds like...
RELENA!?" Heero screeched after he saw the phone number listed and
dropped the paper. He was so deeply in shock that he managed to run
right into a wall, and nearly broke his nose. As he rubbed his head,
Heero bent down, picked up the paper, and re-read it. 'This sure does
sound like Relena.' he thought as he turned around to go into his
apartment. He looked around to make sure no one else was up yet, and
much to his surprise, both Trowa and Duo were still asleep.
"Thank Kami-sama," he muttered to himself as he snuck in. He flopped
onto a nearby couch and sighed. "Well, I *did* promise to take Relena
out somewhere a few months ago, when that Saiyajin prince bastard
decided to kick my ass that day," he said to himself, debating
mentally whether or not to call Relena and ask her out. Little did he
know that two other 'someones' were watching him and heard every last
word of the conversation....
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"Trunks-kun! Did you get that in the recording!?" Goten asked
excitedly, turning to Trunks. The purple haired wonder boy nodded in
response, and Goten nearly shrieked with joy. He would have too, if
Trunks didn't stuff an apple into the youngest son of Goku's mouth.
Goten quickly ate the apple, then looked at Trunks again. "Do you
think Mr. Yuy likes Miss Peacecraft?" he asked innocently. Trunks
looked at the his fellow demi-Saiyajin and chuckled.
"Of course he does," Trunks replied. Both of the the boys had
levitated up to the window of the apartment Heero, Duo, and Trowa
shared. "Why do you think he lets us get away with some stuff in
class whenever she's around? Don't you notice how he's always saying
her first name?"
"Yeah! He always daydreams about Miss Peacecraft!" Goten answered
back, recalling several instances where their history teacher would
look out the window and whisper "Relena." "Why doesn't he just tell
her that he likes her?"
"I don't know," Trunks said, wondering himself why his teacher didn't
just admit his feelings for their principal. Another one of Goten's
rather annoying comments broke his train of thought...
"Trunks-kun, remember that story Mr. Yuy told us about Miss
Peacecraft?" Goten asked him as Trunks groaned and gave him the
Vegeta-style death glare.
"What about it?" Trunks asked back, slightly annoyed with Goten.
Goten turned Trunks' head so that the boy was forced to look at his
friend as he spoke.
"Well, remember how he told us that he was gonna kill Miss Peacecraft
one day?" Goten said as Trunks nodded. "What if he's going to kill
Miss Peacecraft? We might be the only witnesses to a murder!"
Trunks whacked Goten's head and growled. "Baka! He hasn't done
anything yet, so you can't say we witnessed a murder!" he snapped as
Goten rubbed the spot Trunks smacked him at. "But we _can_ say we
were there when he plotted the whole thing, AND that we have
evidence!" Trunks said, patting the recorder he held gently. Goten's
eyes lit up again, and he was going to scream when Trunks covered his
mouth once more and gestured to the window. Both boys looked back
into Heero's apartment and saw their teacher turning to grab a phone.
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Heero grabbed the phone next to the couch, picked up the receiver and
placed it next to his ear. His fingers were on the dial pad, ready
to press down those seven numbers to someone special. He managed to
build up enough courage to dial Relena's number and listened to the
ringing. Someone picked it up at the other end, a *female* someone...
"Hello?" Relena answered. Heero held his breath and said nothing.
"Who's speaking?" Heero just slammed the phone down and let out a
primal scream.
"K'SO! WHY CAN'T I DO IT!?!? WHY!!!" yelled the Wing Zero Gundam
Pilot, not caring whether or not he woke anyone else up in the
apartment, or the apartment building in general.
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"He can't do it!" Trunks said in between his fits of laughter. He and
Goten had nearly fallen from the sky when they saw their teacher
scream and hang up the phone quickly. With their acute Saiyajin
hearing, both boys were able to hear Miss Peacecraft on the other end
of the phone, asking who the caller was.
"Trunks-kun, I can't believe that Mr. Yuy is scared of Miss
Peacecraft!" Goten said, then started laughing again at the thought
of Heero being confronted by Relena in the middle of the road...
[Begin Goten's Mental Image]
Heero is happily walking down the road, dressed in his usual green
tank top and spandex shorts. In his arms, he's holding a bag of
groceries, heading back to the apartment. Since he's busy daydreaming
about Relena, he's completely unaware of what's going on around him,
and runs right into a woman.
"Gomen! I didn't mean to run into you, miss!' Heero managed to
stammer out as he quickly gathered everything he had dropped when he
slammed into the woman. He finally looked up at the woman, and was
shocked to find out it was Relena he had run right into. "Erm...um...
Hi-i-i-i,Relena. Whaaat are you doing here?" he inquired, trying not
to show how nervous he was. (For a better image: Imagine Tenchi
whenever Ryoko's all over him, only Relena isn't all over Heero in
this picture... ;))
"Heero!" Relena exclaimed, then glomped onto everyone's favorite
suicidal bishounen. Heero turned beet red, and fainted in her arms.
[End Mental Image]
Trunks looked at Goten as he finished telling him about that wonderful
little image and shook his head. 'Only Goten would think of something
that incredibly stupid,' Trunks thought as he peeked inside Heero's
apartment window. Trunks watched in slight horror as Heero picked up
the phone again and started dialing. The purple haired boy assumed
that he was going to call their principal again...
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"This time, I will NOT fail the mission," Heero muttered to himself as
he heard the dial tone change to a soft ringing noise. The same
female voice answered at the other end, except there was a hint of
annoyance in her voice when she spoke.
"Hello? Peacecraft residence," Relena said, hoping that this was the
same person who had called a mere five minutes earlier. Heero
mentally thanked whatever gods existed for the fact that he
was NOT using the videophone, since he was starting to sweat and
tremble.
"Uhh...I have the wrong number!" Heero answered back, in a
non-monotone, almost non-Heero voice, and slammed the phone once more.
Of course, this once again left a rather annoyed (one could almost
say 'pissed off') Relena Peacecraft at the other end of the phone and
Heero Yuy screaming and ranting on and on about how he 'failed the
mission once more'. Once again, Heero was completely oblivious to the
fact that there were two 12 and 13 year old demi-Saiyajins floating
outside his apartment window who had heard the entire conversation and
were laughing their asses off at his...'problem', for use of a better
word.
"Shimatta! I will try ONCE MORE!" Heero said, grabbing the phone once
again and hit the redial button. This time, however, Relena wasn't
the one who answered, it was Zechs. Unfortunately, Heero wasn't
paying attention to who was at the other end, and blurted out,
"I was wondering, Relena, will you go out with me?"
"What the hell!?!" snapped back Zechs. Heero snapped out of his
semi-trance and paled. 'Oh shit, that was ZECHS I just asked out!'
he thought. "Heero!? What kind of sick joke is THIS?"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Heero shrieked, then slammed down the phone.
Outside, the two demi-Saiyajins who had been blessed with the acute
hearing from their fathers had their ears covered, and they continued
to laugh at their teacher's predicament. With their extremely
sensitive hearing, they had heard the entire conversation between Mr.
Yuy and Miss Peacecraft's older brother. Heero's wonderful
banshee-like scream was interrupted by the voice of Braid Boy.
"Heero! People are trying to sleep here, so could you keep it down?"
Duo asked, his head stuck out in the hallway. Heero answered the
American pilot with his classic, patented Death Glare and continued
to scream. Duo opened his mouth to say some more, then he saw a shiny
barrel pointed in his general direction. Since Duo wasn't a complete
moron, he shut his mouth, stuck his head back into his room, and
decided that dealing with the fact Heero would not stop screaming his
head off would allow him to live well into his eighties or nineties.
Trowa, however, did not follow Duo's example, and headed groggily
towards the kitchen. Goten and Trunks saw Trowa appear from the
hallway, dressed in nothing but Pokémon boxers, and proceeded to laugh
their heads off some more. Goten managed to get a few snapshots of
their teacher's friend, and ducked down as Trowa turned his head
towards the window, wearing a puzzled look on his face.
"I could have sworn I saw a camera's flash go off," Trowa murmured to
himself, shrugged, then raided the pantry to find something to eat.
When he found nothing he could call remotely edible there, he
proceeded to move onto the refrigerator. Again, there was nothing to
the Heavyarms pilot to eat, so he turned to Heero, who was STILL
screaming his head off for some unknown reason. (Well, it was unknown
to Trowa...)
"Heero, could you stop screaming for a minute?" Trowa asked. Heero
snapped out of his screaming fit, regained his usual expressionless
face, and turned to Trowa.
Suddenly, Duo popped his head out of the disaster area he called a
room and said, "Trowa! Where did you get those kawaii Pokémon
boxers!? OH MY GOD! Those are the ones with the glow-in-the-dark
Pikachus on them!" Trowa, Heero, Trunks, and Goten sweatdropped.
Trowa muttered something under his breath that neither Heero or Duo
could pick up, but the two boys did. It was something along the lines
of "They were a present from Catherine..."
"What the hell do you want?" Heero asked, breaking the silence that
had come over the room, since Duo went back into his room to sleep
some more. Trowa just sighed, then said, "We don't have anything to
eat for breakfast, and it's your turn to go grocery shopping."
"Oh," Heero replied. "Is that all you wanted to bother me with?"
"Yes," said the usually quiet Trowa. Heero just nodded, then
continued to scream until his throat became hoarse about twenty
minutes later. Outside the apartment, Trunks and Goten still had
their ears covered, wondering how much longer it would be before their
eardrums finally burst.
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Heero growled as he walked out of the Wal-Mart Supercenter. (Yeah,
I know...AC 198, and those damn things still exist! X.x) 'That is the
LAST time *I* have to go shopping!' Heero angrily thought. He had the
strangest feeling that he was being followed, and each time he would
check someplace where he thought the 'stalker' would be, and managed
to knock over a crapload of displays in the food section. So, after
having to pay the store $300 for the messed up food and getting his
groceries, he headed home. "What more could possibly happen to me
today?" he muttered to himself, then he started daydreaming about
Relena and himself at a secluded tropical beach in the South
Pacific...
Nearby, Trunks and Goten were armed with tape recorders, video
cameras, and regular cameras. They were hot on the trail of the
mysterious, elusive Heero Yuy. They narrowly avoided being caught
by the strange creature as he was in search of food for himself and
his fellow beings in the store. Now they were stalking Heero as he
was heading back to his dwelling, better known to people as his
apartment.
"You know, Trunks," Goten whispered off-camera. He was the one
operating another one of the cameras that Trunks had managed to get
from 'Hammerspace'. (Yes, normally women can access it, but Trunks
needed the video camera ASAP! :P) "This is kinda what my little
daydream thing was like..."
"Shut up, Goten!" snapped Trunks, then he turned around to face the
camera. "As you can see, the beast is heading back to his dwelling
and...OH NO! He has just run into the lovely Miss Relena Peacecraft,
the former Queen of the World and the headmaster of the world-renowned
Peacecraft Academy, located right here in the pacifist Sanq Kingdom!
How will the beast handle this one?"
"Damnit! I'm sorry, Miss--RELENA!?" Heero squeaked, looking into
Relena's beautiful aquamarine eyes. He started blushing, even though
he had no idea that was what you called that hot feeling on your face.
Relena looked back at the 'Perfect Soldier', smiled at him, and helped
him up.
"Heero! How are you?" Relena inquired, hoping to start a conversation
with her...'crush'. Heero suddenly realized that he was blushing and
turned away. "I heard about your little call earlier this morning..."
Heero stopped looking around and gave Relena his patented Death Glare.
"What about that call?" Heero asked, as if it were nothing. He
focused on trying NOT to blush even more than he already was, but it
was proving to be an impossible task.
"Well, Milliardo was pitching a screaming fit about you asking him out
on a date," Relena explained, watching Heero's face become even
brighter. "Of course, laughing at him wasn't helping at all, so he
became even angrier and threatened to kill you for no reason. Noin
somehow managed to calm him down and explain to him that you were
probably playing a joke on him--"
"When do I ever play jokes on your brother or anyone?" Heero snorted,
slightly pissed at the fact he made himself sound like a total moron
to Zechs on the phone. 'He will NEVER let me live that one down...'
he thought crossly, then imagined all the lovely ways he could
possibly kill the 'Lightning Baron'.
"How true," she responded, then sighed. "Why were you calling my
house anyways, Heero?" She knew there was more to that story than
Heero was telling her.
Heero glared at Relena once more. 'Ah, what the hell, just ask her
out right here, right now!' his conscience told him. He smirked, then
whipped out his gun.
Meanwhile, Trunks and Goten had intently watched the entire escapade.
When they saw Heero whip out his gun from that interdimensional pocket
thing he keeps it at and aim at Relena, their jaws were on the ground.
The boys picked up and held one another's jaws closed, and grabbed the
camera.
"I don't believe it, Goten!" Trunks whispered, grinning. "We're gonna
be the witnesses to a murder!"
"Yeah! And it's the one Mr. Yuy promised to commit a long time ago!"
Goten added, then worked on focusing the camera so the 'evidence'
would be good...
Heero grinned some more, then sighed. "Relena, will you go out with
me?' Heero asked in a barely audible tone. Relena was shocked, then
recovered from it and gave Heero the 'did you just ask me what I
thought you asked me?!' kind of look. Heero replied to her look with
his own, the Death Glare.
"Well...OF COURSE I WILL!" she replied, the glomped poor Heero. Heero
blushed some more, grinned like an idiot, then fainted.
Goten's jaw dropped once again, then he blurted out, "See, Trunks!?
I told you that it was just like my daydream!!!!" Trunks, slightly
annoyed at the fact Goten, for once, had been right, slapped
him across the face. Goten rubbed his face, and looked like he was
going to cry. "Why'd you do that, Trunks?"
"You were starting to annoy me," Trunks answered in a Vegeta-like
tone. Goten shuddered, then sighed. "WHAT!?! Why are they just
going on their happy little way!?!" Trunks screamed, not caring who
(or what) found them in their hiding spot. Goten looked across the
street and saw Heero going back to his apartment, and Relena headed
towards the Wal-Mart Supercenter.
"So much for the murder, ne Trunks-kun?" Goten asked, grinning.
Trunks was about to agree with him, when an idea popped into his evil
little head, and made him grin.
"No, Goten," Trunks said, taking the camcorder from Goten and turning
it off. "You see, he's going to invite Miss Peacecraft to dinner THEN
he'll kill her! It's PERFECT!" Goten thought about what Trunks just
said, then nodded in agreement.
"So, this means we get to move on to part two of our
documentary/witness to Relena Peacecraft's murder?" Goten asked,
and saw his best friend nod his head in agreement...
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A Cliffhanger! Whee! Now, for an explanation....
I know, I haven't been uploading or writing a lot of fics lately, but
that's because I've been busy with stuff. (Sigh, the real world
sucks... :( ) Therefore, I don't know what I'm going to do about
Seventh Grade Teacher?, especially when school is around the corner,
ready to start anytime now. ;_; Basically, I'm trying to say that
future parts of Seventh Grade Teacher? are going to continue being
few and far in between... ;_; Sorry! I might even just give up
writing the fic.... :(
Oh well, enough of that crap! Did you like this first installment of
this omake? Tell me in the review, please!
Spring Break - Part 1!
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, Dragonball Z, or Sailormoon.
If you truly believe that I own any of those shows, then answer
this question for me: Where's my millions from royalties?
Note: This Omake will be broken into 'parts', since I really don't
feel like having to upload a 100+k file! ^_^ And PLEASE read my note
at the end of this!!
*********************
Heero groaned as he awoke to the sound of his rather annoying alarm
clock. Instinctively, the ex-Gundam pilot turned seventh grade history
teacher grabbed his gun, and blew the alarm clock to hell. 'Damn, now
I have to get a new one!' he thought as he jumped out of bed and
glanced at his calendar. He groaned again after realizing that he
didn't need to get up early at all, since the school was on 'spring
break' for the next two weeks. 'Oh well, I might as well work on my
Gundam or something.' he decided as he headed for the shower.
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Trunks and Goten were hiding in some nearby bushes, armed with a video
camera and a microphone. The little demi-Saiyajins were dressed in
some camouflage, hoping that it would help disguise them better.
Trunks even had a hat on with some branches sticking out of it to help
cover his lovely purple hair. It was Trunks' idea to make a
'documentary' about what their favorite teacher did over his spring
break. Gotenwas going along with it since he was, after all, Trunks'
best friend.
"Um, Trunks," Goten whispered, looking at his friend as he was trying
to look for his binoculars. "Are you sure Mr. Yuy lives in THAT
apartment building?"
"For the last time, Goten, YES!" Trunks snapped, trying to keep his
voice under a 'normal' volume level. "I followed him home one day,
and I *saw* him walk into that very apartment with my own eyes!"
"Hai, hai, Trunks-kun! I believe you!" Goten replied, doing the
patented Son Goku hand-behind-head-thing while grinning like a
complete idiot. "Hey! Is that him?" he asked, pointing to someone
across the street who had just walked out of the apartment building.
"Hai!" Trunks answered back, then threw the camcorder at Goten and
grabbed the microphone. "Lights...camera...action! Konnichiwa, minna!
I'm your host, Trunks Vegeta-Briefs, and I have a treat for you, my
loyal fans! Here, I hope to present you with a wonderful documentary
about what Peacecraft Academy's favorite teacher, Mr. Heero Yuy, does
in his spare time!"
"Not like we really want to know or anything," Goten whispered
off-camera. Trunks groaned, then smacked his best friend upside the
head. "WHAT?" the younger demi-Saiyajin snapped as he rubbed the spot
Trunks had hit him at.
"Be quiet!" Trunks snapped. He quickly turned around to make sure no
one saw their hiding place and to see if Mr. Yuy was still somewhere
near the apartment building. He managed to spot Heero at the door,
reading the paper. Trunks sighed in relief, and faced the camera once
more.
"This part of the documentary will cover what the elusive Heero Yuy
does early in the morning. As you can see, he stands by the doorway
of the cave he lives in and reads something very interesting. Hmm,
I wonder what he's reading," Trunks said, grabbing the binoculars from
poor Goten's neck, who was trying to keep the camera steady and
focused on the completely oblivous Heero. "Well, well! It would seem
that the Heero Yuy creature is reading the...personal ads?!" Trunks
blurted out in a slightly squeaky voice. Goten, who inherited his
acute Saiyajin hearing from his father, dropped the camera to cover
his ears, and broke it. Trunks angrily turned to his friend, pounced
on him, and proceeded to beat the hell out of him.
"Trunks-kun! I'm sorry!" Goten whimpered as he was getting klobbered
by the older boy. Trunks, in his angry rage, accidently went Super
Saiyajin and continued beating on poor Goten in their hiding place.
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Heero continued reading the personals ad in the Sanq Kingdom Times as
he rode the elevator back to the floor where the apartment he shared
with Duo and Trowa was located. "Damnit! Why aren't any of these women
interested in someone who was an ex-Gundam pilot!?" snapped the
Japanese pilot. He sighed, then left the elevator. He read a few of
the ads outloud to himself as he walked down the hallway.
"'Single white female seeks the company of a single white male
interested in fencing duels and wars.' That sounds like something that
crazy cockroach girl Dorothy would want. What else...'Single white
female looking for an assassin-type single Japanese male...must know
how to say 'Omae o korosu!' the 'right' way'...That sounds like...
RELENA!?" Heero screeched after he saw the phone number listed and
dropped the paper. He was so deeply in shock that he managed to run
right into a wall, and nearly broke his nose. As he rubbed his head,
Heero bent down, picked up the paper, and re-read it. 'This sure does
sound like Relena.' he thought as he turned around to go into his
apartment. He looked around to make sure no one else was up yet, and
much to his surprise, both Trowa and Duo were still asleep.
"Thank Kami-sama," he muttered to himself as he snuck in. He flopped
onto a nearby couch and sighed. "Well, I *did* promise to take Relena
out somewhere a few months ago, when that Saiyajin prince bastard
decided to kick my ass that day," he said to himself, debating
mentally whether or not to call Relena and ask her out. Little did he
know that two other 'someones' were watching him and heard every last
word of the conversation....
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"Trunks-kun! Did you get that in the recording!?" Goten asked
excitedly, turning to Trunks. The purple haired wonder boy nodded in
response, and Goten nearly shrieked with joy. He would have too, if
Trunks didn't stuff an apple into the youngest son of Goku's mouth.
Goten quickly ate the apple, then looked at Trunks again. "Do you
think Mr. Yuy likes Miss Peacecraft?" he asked innocently. Trunks
looked at the his fellow demi-Saiyajin and chuckled.
"Of course he does," Trunks replied. Both of the the boys had
levitated up to the window of the apartment Heero, Duo, and Trowa
shared. "Why do you think he lets us get away with some stuff in
class whenever she's around? Don't you notice how he's always saying
her first name?"
"Yeah! He always daydreams about Miss Peacecraft!" Goten answered
back, recalling several instances where their history teacher would
look out the window and whisper "Relena." "Why doesn't he just tell
her that he likes her?"
"I don't know," Trunks said, wondering himself why his teacher didn't
just admit his feelings for their principal. Another one of Goten's
rather annoying comments broke his train of thought...
"Trunks-kun, remember that story Mr. Yuy told us about Miss
Peacecraft?" Goten asked him as Trunks groaned and gave him the
Vegeta-style death glare.
"What about it?" Trunks asked back, slightly annoyed with Goten.
Goten turned Trunks' head so that the boy was forced to look at his
friend as he spoke.
"Well, remember how he told us that he was gonna kill Miss Peacecraft
one day?" Goten said as Trunks nodded. "What if he's going to kill
Miss Peacecraft? We might be the only witnesses to a murder!"
Trunks whacked Goten's head and growled. "Baka! He hasn't done
anything yet, so you can't say we witnessed a murder!" he snapped as
Goten rubbed the spot Trunks smacked him at. "But we _can_ say we
were there when he plotted the whole thing, AND that we have
evidence!" Trunks said, patting the recorder he held gently. Goten's
eyes lit up again, and he was going to scream when Trunks covered his
mouth once more and gestured to the window. Both boys looked back
into Heero's apartment and saw their teacher turning to grab a phone.
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Heero grabbed the phone next to the couch, picked up the receiver and
placed it next to his ear. His fingers were on the dial pad, ready
to press down those seven numbers to someone special. He managed to
build up enough courage to dial Relena's number and listened to the
ringing. Someone picked it up at the other end, a *female* someone...
"Hello?" Relena answered. Heero held his breath and said nothing.
"Who's speaking?" Heero just slammed the phone down and let out a
primal scream.
"K'SO! WHY CAN'T I DO IT!?!? WHY!!!" yelled the Wing Zero Gundam
Pilot, not caring whether or not he woke anyone else up in the
apartment, or the apartment building in general.
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"He can't do it!" Trunks said in between his fits of laughter. He and
Goten had nearly fallen from the sky when they saw their teacher
scream and hang up the phone quickly. With their acute Saiyajin
hearing, both boys were able to hear Miss Peacecraft on the other end
of the phone, asking who the caller was.
"Trunks-kun, I can't believe that Mr. Yuy is scared of Miss
Peacecraft!" Goten said, then started laughing again at the thought
of Heero being confronted by Relena in the middle of the road...
[Begin Goten's Mental Image]
Heero is happily walking down the road, dressed in his usual green
tank top and spandex shorts. In his arms, he's holding a bag of
groceries, heading back to the apartment. Since he's busy daydreaming
about Relena, he's completely unaware of what's going on around him,
and runs right into a woman.
"Gomen! I didn't mean to run into you, miss!' Heero managed to
stammer out as he quickly gathered everything he had dropped when he
slammed into the woman. He finally looked up at the woman, and was
shocked to find out it was Relena he had run right into. "Erm...um...
Hi-i-i-i,Relena. Whaaat are you doing here?" he inquired, trying not
to show how nervous he was. (For a better image: Imagine Tenchi
whenever Ryoko's all over him, only Relena isn't all over Heero in
this picture... ;))
"Heero!" Relena exclaimed, then glomped onto everyone's favorite
suicidal bishounen. Heero turned beet red, and fainted in her arms.
[End Mental Image]
Trunks looked at Goten as he finished telling him about that wonderful
little image and shook his head. 'Only Goten would think of something
that incredibly stupid,' Trunks thought as he peeked inside Heero's
apartment window. Trunks watched in slight horror as Heero picked up
the phone again and started dialing. The purple haired boy assumed
that he was going to call their principal again...
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"This time, I will NOT fail the mission," Heero muttered to himself as
he heard the dial tone change to a soft ringing noise. The same
female voice answered at the other end, except there was a hint of
annoyance in her voice when she spoke.
"Hello? Peacecraft residence," Relena said, hoping that this was the
same person who had called a mere five minutes earlier. Heero
mentally thanked whatever gods existed for the fact that he
was NOT using the videophone, since he was starting to sweat and
tremble.
"Uhh...I have the wrong number!" Heero answered back, in a
non-monotone, almost non-Heero voice, and slammed the phone once more.
Of course, this once again left a rather annoyed (one could almost
say 'pissed off') Relena Peacecraft at the other end of the phone and
Heero Yuy screaming and ranting on and on about how he 'failed the
mission once more'. Once again, Heero was completely oblivious to the
fact that there were two 12 and 13 year old demi-Saiyajins floating
outside his apartment window who had heard the entire conversation and
were laughing their asses off at his...'problem', for use of a better
word.
"Shimatta! I will try ONCE MORE!" Heero said, grabbing the phone once
again and hit the redial button. This time, however, Relena wasn't
the one who answered, it was Zechs. Unfortunately, Heero wasn't
paying attention to who was at the other end, and blurted out,
"I was wondering, Relena, will you go out with me?"
"What the hell!?!" snapped back Zechs. Heero snapped out of his
semi-trance and paled. 'Oh shit, that was ZECHS I just asked out!'
he thought. "Heero!? What kind of sick joke is THIS?"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Heero shrieked, then slammed down the phone.
Outside, the two demi-Saiyajins who had been blessed with the acute
hearing from their fathers had their ears covered, and they continued
to laugh at their teacher's predicament. With their extremely
sensitive hearing, they had heard the entire conversation between Mr.
Yuy and Miss Peacecraft's older brother. Heero's wonderful
banshee-like scream was interrupted by the voice of Braid Boy.
"Heero! People are trying to sleep here, so could you keep it down?"
Duo asked, his head stuck out in the hallway. Heero answered the
American pilot with his classic, patented Death Glare and continued
to scream. Duo opened his mouth to say some more, then he saw a shiny
barrel pointed in his general direction. Since Duo wasn't a complete
moron, he shut his mouth, stuck his head back into his room, and
decided that dealing with the fact Heero would not stop screaming his
head off would allow him to live well into his eighties or nineties.
Trowa, however, did not follow Duo's example, and headed groggily
towards the kitchen. Goten and Trunks saw Trowa appear from the
hallway, dressed in nothing but Pokémon boxers, and proceeded to laugh
their heads off some more. Goten managed to get a few snapshots of
their teacher's friend, and ducked down as Trowa turned his head
towards the window, wearing a puzzled look on his face.
"I could have sworn I saw a camera's flash go off," Trowa murmured to
himself, shrugged, then raided the pantry to find something to eat.
When he found nothing he could call remotely edible there, he
proceeded to move onto the refrigerator. Again, there was nothing to
the Heavyarms pilot to eat, so he turned to Heero, who was STILL
screaming his head off for some unknown reason. (Well, it was unknown
to Trowa...)
"Heero, could you stop screaming for a minute?" Trowa asked. Heero
snapped out of his screaming fit, regained his usual expressionless
face, and turned to Trowa.
Suddenly, Duo popped his head out of the disaster area he called a
room and said, "Trowa! Where did you get those kawaii Pokémon
boxers!? OH MY GOD! Those are the ones with the glow-in-the-dark
Pikachus on them!" Trowa, Heero, Trunks, and Goten sweatdropped.
Trowa muttered something under his breath that neither Heero or Duo
could pick up, but the two boys did. It was something along the lines
of "They were a present from Catherine..."
"What the hell do you want?" Heero asked, breaking the silence that
had come over the room, since Duo went back into his room to sleep
some more. Trowa just sighed, then said, "We don't have anything to
eat for breakfast, and it's your turn to go grocery shopping."
"Oh," Heero replied. "Is that all you wanted to bother me with?"
"Yes," said the usually quiet Trowa. Heero just nodded, then
continued to scream until his throat became hoarse about twenty
minutes later. Outside the apartment, Trunks and Goten still had
their ears covered, wondering how much longer it would be before their
eardrums finally burst.
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Heero growled as he walked out of the Wal-Mart Supercenter. (Yeah,
I know...AC 198, and those damn things still exist! X.x) 'That is the
LAST time *I* have to go shopping!' Heero angrily thought. He had the
strangest feeling that he was being followed, and each time he would
check someplace where he thought the 'stalker' would be, and managed
to knock over a crapload of displays in the food section. So, after
having to pay the store $300 for the messed up food and getting his
groceries, he headed home. "What more could possibly happen to me
today?" he muttered to himself, then he started daydreaming about
Relena and himself at a secluded tropical beach in the South
Pacific...
Nearby, Trunks and Goten were armed with tape recorders, video
cameras, and regular cameras. They were hot on the trail of the
mysterious, elusive Heero Yuy. They narrowly avoided being caught
by the strange creature as he was in search of food for himself and
his fellow beings in the store. Now they were stalking Heero as he
was heading back to his dwelling, better known to people as his
apartment.
"You know, Trunks," Goten whispered off-camera. He was the one
operating another one of the cameras that Trunks had managed to get
from 'Hammerspace'. (Yes, normally women can access it, but Trunks
needed the video camera ASAP! :P) "This is kinda what my little
daydream thing was like..."
"Shut up, Goten!" snapped Trunks, then he turned around to face the
camera. "As you can see, the beast is heading back to his dwelling
and...OH NO! He has just run into the lovely Miss Relena Peacecraft,
the former Queen of the World and the headmaster of the world-renowned
Peacecraft Academy, located right here in the pacifist Sanq Kingdom!
How will the beast handle this one?"
"Damnit! I'm sorry, Miss--RELENA!?" Heero squeaked, looking into
Relena's beautiful aquamarine eyes. He started blushing, even though
he had no idea that was what you called that hot feeling on your face.
Relena looked back at the 'Perfect Soldier', smiled at him, and helped
him up.
"Heero! How are you?" Relena inquired, hoping to start a conversation
with her...'crush'. Heero suddenly realized that he was blushing and
turned away. "I heard about your little call earlier this morning..."
Heero stopped looking around and gave Relena his patented Death Glare.
"What about that call?" Heero asked, as if it were nothing. He
focused on trying NOT to blush even more than he already was, but it
was proving to be an impossible task.
"Well, Milliardo was pitching a screaming fit about you asking him out
on a date," Relena explained, watching Heero's face become even
brighter. "Of course, laughing at him wasn't helping at all, so he
became even angrier and threatened to kill you for no reason. Noin
somehow managed to calm him down and explain to him that you were
probably playing a joke on him--"
"When do I ever play jokes on your brother or anyone?" Heero snorted,
slightly pissed at the fact he made himself sound like a total moron
to Zechs on the phone. 'He will NEVER let me live that one down...'
he thought crossly, then imagined all the lovely ways he could
possibly kill the 'Lightning Baron'.
"How true," she responded, then sighed. "Why were you calling my
house anyways, Heero?" She knew there was more to that story than
Heero was telling her.
Heero glared at Relena once more. 'Ah, what the hell, just ask her
out right here, right now!' his conscience told him. He smirked, then
whipped out his gun.
Meanwhile, Trunks and Goten had intently watched the entire escapade.
When they saw Heero whip out his gun from that interdimensional pocket
thing he keeps it at and aim at Relena, their jaws were on the ground.
The boys picked up and held one another's jaws closed, and grabbed the
camera.
"I don't believe it, Goten!" Trunks whispered, grinning. "We're gonna
be the witnesses to a murder!"
"Yeah! And it's the one Mr. Yuy promised to commit a long time ago!"
Goten added, then worked on focusing the camera so the 'evidence'
would be good...
Heero grinned some more, then sighed. "Relena, will you go out with
me?' Heero asked in a barely audible tone. Relena was shocked, then
recovered from it and gave Heero the 'did you just ask me what I
thought you asked me?!' kind of look. Heero replied to her look with
his own, the Death Glare.
"Well...OF COURSE I WILL!" she replied, the glomped poor Heero. Heero
blushed some more, grinned like an idiot, then fainted.
Goten's jaw dropped once again, then he blurted out, "See, Trunks!?
I told you that it was just like my daydream!!!!" Trunks, slightly
annoyed at the fact Goten, for once, had been right, slapped
him across the face. Goten rubbed his face, and looked like he was
going to cry. "Why'd you do that, Trunks?"
"You were starting to annoy me," Trunks answered in a Vegeta-like
tone. Goten shuddered, then sighed. "WHAT!?! Why are they just
going on their happy little way!?!" Trunks screamed, not caring who
(or what) found them in their hiding spot. Goten looked across the
street and saw Heero going back to his apartment, and Relena headed
towards the Wal-Mart Supercenter.
"So much for the murder, ne Trunks-kun?" Goten asked, grinning.
Trunks was about to agree with him, when an idea popped into his evil
little head, and made him grin.
"No, Goten," Trunks said, taking the camcorder from Goten and turning
it off. "You see, he's going to invite Miss Peacecraft to dinner THEN
he'll kill her! It's PERFECT!" Goten thought about what Trunks just
said, then nodded in agreement.
"So, this means we get to move on to part two of our
documentary/witness to Relena Peacecraft's murder?" Goten asked,
and saw his best friend nod his head in agreement...
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A Cliffhanger! Whee! Now, for an explanation....
I know, I haven't been uploading or writing a lot of fics lately, but
that's because I've been busy with stuff. (Sigh, the real world
sucks... :( ) Therefore, I don't know what I'm going to do about
Seventh Grade Teacher?, especially when school is around the corner,
ready to start anytime now. ;_; Basically, I'm trying to say that
future parts of Seventh Grade Teacher? are going to continue being
few and far in between... ;_; Sorry! I might even just give up
writing the fic.... :(
Oh well, enough of that crap! Did you like this first installment of
this omake? Tell me in the review, please!