Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Just a Little Crush ❯ Just a Little Crush ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
Teenage Crush
Based on the song "San Dimas High School Football rules" by The
Ataris.
Author Note: Oh God I wish I owned Gundam Wing! That would be so
totally awesome! But guess what... I don't. The wonderful people at
Bandai, TV Ashai, and Sunrise have all the rights to it.
Story Note: This story marks a lot of firsts for me. It's my first
song based fiction along with my first story told in the first person
and in the present tense. I sure hope I did a good job. ^.^ This story
is more proof that I need a boyfriend (My sister is starting a fund to
pay a guy to date me. Please donate your money to this noble cause!
[Oh God I hope he's like Quatre!]). Lol. Don't worry like always it's
NOT a lemon or anything near even PG-13
/Last night I had a dream.../
The sun pours in though the window, bathing my room in a golden glow.
The birds outside my window are singing, telling me that it's time to
wake up. I sit up, refreshed and full of energy.
I look at the person next to me in my bed. A soft smile graces her
sleeping face. Wisps of indigo hair fall over her closed eyes and
lightly touch her soft cheeks. Her body rises and falls with each deep
breath.
I carefully try not to wake her, being as quiet as I possibly can be.
I throw the blankets off of my body as I rise. Knelling over the bed I
pull the blankets over her bare shoulders.
It's funny how much the birds sound like ringing bells this morning.
/...Today I woke up alone. Wishing you were here with me.../
I turn off my alarm, and sit up in bed my hand clutching the side of
my head. I try to shake away the dream I just had. At the same time
though, I desperately try to grasp on to every detail.
This is the fourth day in a row I've had a dream about her. Each dream
has been more realistic, more enchanting. Each dream leaves me more
intoxicated with joy. Each dream only deepens my sorrow.
I turn my head, just as I thought. The pillow isn't pressed down by
the presence of a head. No one is there. It was all just a dream.
Throwing back my blankets I walk knowingly across my still dark room
to my bathroom. I turn the faucets in the shower. The bathroom quickly
fills with steam.
In the shower I let the hot water beat against my bare chest and run
down my body. I just stand there, eyes closed, going though my dream
again in my mind.
/...We went to Disneyland and went on all the rides.../
I haven't been to Disneyland since I was a young boy. It was just as I
remembered it. I didn't remember the long lines or the bad food, being
a child I only remembered all the rides and having the time of my
life. That was how the dream was as well.
Come to think of it, there were no lines because we were the only one
there. It was just her and me. We ran on to every ride, laughing the
whole time.
I took her home later that night. Neither one of us was ready to say
good night though. We went up to her roof and watched the stars. I
held her in my arms keeping her warm against the cold night air. She
was close enough for me to hear every heart beat, feel every rhythmic
breath she took.
She yawned so I asked her if she wanted to go to sleep.
"It's to early to go to sleep Quatre." She said, "Come on lets go have
some fun."
She stood and pulled me back to her window. We ran down her stairs and
to my car. She was right, it was far too early to let this night end.
I took her to a bar. It was the only place I knew would still be open.
We sat at table until late into the night. We drank some but laughed
more. Both of us were wishing that the night would never end.
/...That night was too good to be true.../
After getting ready for work I walk down the right side of my
mansion's double staircase. I'm glad it's casual Friday today. The one
day in the week I can wear my favorite khakis and dress shirt instead
of a suit.
It doesn't surprise me to see Duo sitting in my kitchen, eating my
food. Duo travels a lot with his business. Whenever he's on this
colony he stops by, with out warning, and hang out here.
The kitchen is filled with the light of the rising sun. Birds are
singing to each other from the trees. The cloudless sky is a good omen
for a beautiful day. Then why don't I feel better? A shiver goes up my
spine, the morning is just like what I dreamt it to be.
Duo looks up from his newspaper. Without needing to be told he slides
the news and business section over to where I sit. "Good morning." He
says cheerfully.
"Hey Duo." I mumble, pouring myself a cup of coffee. I help myself to
the left over scrambled eggs Duo made.
Duo's expression changes to a sad, questioning look, "What's wrong
Quatre?"
"Nothing. I'm just tired I guess." I lie. My dream has left me
depressed. It is a reminder that I can't have her. No mater how hard I
try. No mater how much I care for her. I can never hold her in my arms
and call her my own.
"You look depressed."
"It's been a stressful week at work, that's all."
Duo's satisfied with this. He goes back to reading the paper. We are
both silent for a few minutes. Finally Duo speaks up.
/...Today you called me up.../
"Oh yeah Noin called this morning to see if you are going to the party
tomorrow."
My heart skips a beat. She called my house? I can't help but think of
her voice on the other end of my phone.
"So..."
"Hum?" I say. I am in euphoria thinking about Noin.
"Are you going to the party?"
"What party?" I am having trouble thinking of anything besides her.
Duo's getting frustrated, "Relena's eighteenth birthday party!"
His raised voice snaps me back to reality. I've completely forgotten
about her birthday party, "Of course I'm going."
"Are you sure you are alright man? You are starting to freak me out."
"Duo I'm fine." I reassure.
Duo isn't buying it. I have to get the focus off myself, "How are you
getting to earth for the party?"
Duo shrugs.
It's not very hard to read Duo's mind, "Want to come with me on my
shuttle?"
"Sure." Duo tries to act like he didn't know the proposition was
coming.
I glance down at my watch. I stand and grab my suitcase, "I have to go
to work now, I'm leaving the office early and flying there this
afternoon. I'll call you when I'm on the way to the space port."
"You know where I'll be."
Yes, I know where. After Duo delivers whatever cargo he's on the
colony to deliver, if he hasn't already, he will just chill at my
place watching DVDs on my 'personal kick ass movie theater'. That is
what he calls the new home theater I got a few months ago.
I walk by the 57 inch TV at the same time that Duo has found the
remote.
/...but now I'm stuck debating if I even want to go.../
Duo and I are shown into Relena's home by her butler. We're dressed in
our very best like everyone else there.
I've gotten no sleep the night before. Along with Duo I declined
Relena's offer that we stay the night at her place instead of at a
hotel. I imagine Duo declined because he wanted to see what the night
life was like around here. I was only afraid that I would see Noin
there.
Why am I acting this way? I want to see Noin don't I? I laid in my bed
staring at the ceiling all night long thinking about weather I want to
go to the party. Zechs is there no doubt. Is that what I'm afraid of?
No, that is only part of it. I can't seem to put my finger on it.
We make our way though the crowded room looking for Relena. I see her
in the middle of the room. She is talking with some people, I
recognize all of them. The group is in a circle.
Miss. Dorothy is standing next to Relena. Trowa and Catharine are also
there. Wu Fei is standing between to Trowa and Sally, I bet that she
made him come along. Heero isn't in the group.
I look around the room for him, wondering if Relena was actually able
to persuade him to come. Ah there he is he is leaning up against a
wall. Some girl is talking too him, it doesn't look like he is paying
much attention though.
We are still a ways away from the group. They haven't seen us yet. Duo
turns to me. He puts his finger to his lips and winks.
I watch him scamper off. I can only imagine what he has instore. I
don't see Duo again until he is behind Miss. Relena. So that is the
big idea.
Duo scoops up Relena. He twirls her around in the air. "Happy
birthday!" He says excitedly.
Relena didn't expect this. She yelps when she is lifted off the
ground. Her fear turns into joy when she relizes who it is. "Duo!" She
laughs, "Put me down this instant."
"As you wish." Duo sets her back down.
She turns around and faces Duo; "It's so good to see you again Duo.
I'm so pleased that you could make it to my party."
Duo looks around, as I am coming up on them, "Quatre's here too. There
he is! Hurry up Quatre!"
I can't help but smile at Duo's antics. I take Relena's hand, "Happy
Birthday Miss. Relena. Thank you so much for inviting me."
Relena smiles, "Oh Quatre this isn't the time for formalities." She
holds out her arms. How can I decline? We join in a warm embrace.
Duo and I join the circle as well as the conversation. The
conversation is on the safe subject of travel. With the mesh of
soldiers and pacifists in the circle it's best to stay off subjects
such as politics and business.
Duo's quite pleased with the subject, he has plenty of travel stories.
He starts into one that he promises has a great ending.
/...just dump your boyfriend and go out with me.../
I try to pay attention, but it's no use. My eyes wonder as I scan the
room for Noin. My eyes find her sitting on a couch next to Zechs. They
are speaking to each other. Their hands are at their sides. My mind
starts to run free. Although I can't see their hands, to me they are
intertwining their fingers playfully as they speak.
I can only imagine what they are saying. Is their talk as playful as
their hands? My mind fills with possible scenarios. My scenarios range
from how nice the weather is too weather Relena will notice if they
slip away from the party.
My jealousy is overwhelming and unstoppable. I can feel it oozing out
though my pores. What does he have that I don't? I make more money
then he does, I'm a better strategist, I'm far more caring then he is.
My list continues. Laughter snaps me back to reality.
Duo has reached the end of his story. I missed the whole thing. It
obviously had quite an ending though. He elbows me repeatedly. I force
a smile. I can tell they aren't buying it though.
"Are you feeling alright Quatre?" Dorothy asks.
"Yeah, I'm just going to go get some fresh air. Please excuse me."
As I walk away I can hear their conversation as it fades, blending
with the other sounds of the party.
"He's been acting sort of weird all weekend." Duo says.
"He seems preoccupied, you have any idea what is troubling him?"
I don't hear the answer to Sally's question. I hope that Duo relays my
excuse of a stressful week.
/...Nothing can go wrong any time that I'm with you.../
Leaning up against the porch railing I look out vacantly over the
courtyard. My mind can't get off her. I replay every moment we have
had together. I remember the first time we met.
/...I only wish that this could be.../
It was when she was on the Sank Kingdom's emperial guard. I was taking
refuge in the city, posing as a student. Our backgrounds as soldiers
and our common goals made friendship easy. In the Sank Kingdom I felt
as if she was the only one I could talk to. She was the only one who
could relate to what I had gone though. Sure there was Heero there as
well, but talking to Noin was different. She had a strong belief that
peace would come soon, something that Heero didn't have.
Back then I was young and foolish. Back then I thought I had a chance.
I didn't know about Zechs during that time. I never told her how I
felt though, the time and circumstances never seemed right.
Later I learned about her connection to our enemy Zechs. I was angry
with her. Her optimism, that I once loved so much, I now hated. She
was so determined to change Zechs that she risked her life for it.
I couldn't stand to see her like that. So full of hope, and yet with
so much sorrow. I did my best to protect her in battle, to make her
see that she should drop her crusade and focus on the more important
issues. She didn't back down though. She chose Zechs over her own
beliefs.
After that I was no longer sure how I felt about her. I was at the
extremes of both ends of the spectrum. In one sense I hated her for
choosing him. I hated that she threw away all that she had been
fighting for over the past months for him. At the same time I loved
her all the more for the uncompromising stand she made.
/...please understand that what I say is true.../
"If only I had told her." I say out loud, thinking that only I will
hear.
"If only you told who what?"
I flinch slightly at the unexpected sound. Dorothy leans up against
the rail beside me. I look over her, and she stares back. Her eyes are
asking for my answer.
I break the stare, "Miss. Dorothy would you mind giving me some time
to myself?"
"Nonsense, I'm involved now. Please tell me who you are talking about
Quatre."
"It's none of your concern."
"Oh please, you must. I can't just leave now with out knowing. If it's
a secret I promise not to tell."
I turn away from her persistent eyes. I'm facing the house now. The
couch that Noin and Zechs are sitting on is near one of the windows. I
focus my eyes on her.
Dorothy breaks my concentration, "Ah, so that is our mystery woman."
I face her again, "What are you talking about?"
She points at Noin, "I would have to be crazy not too see it. You like
Noin don't you?"
My cheeks flush, I can't stop them. I look away, hoping that Dorothy
hasn't seem them. It's too late, she has.
"I knew it." Dorothy seems pleased that she was able to figure it out.
Her voice changes to a more solemn tone, "You know she's with Mr.
Millardo though."
"Why else would I be out here?"
"Oh Quatre." She way she says this makes it sound like I just told her
that someone I knew died.
I look at Dorothy, making sure she understands the urgency of my plea,
"Please, I beg you, don't tell anyone."
She stands straight, "Don't worry yourself," she walks towards the
porch door. She turns to me once more, "I won't tell a sole. I hope
that you re-join the party soon."
I continue to lean against the rail after Dorothy has left. I stare
out over the expansive labyrinth of gardens and walk ways.
A little over fifteen minutes have passed. Finally I decide to go in.
The longer I'm out here the more people will suspect that something is
wrong.
The house is overflowing with music. Happy couples dance to the live
orchestra. I easily slip in unnoticed. I take an empty place against a
wall and watch them as they step and twirl.
I watch the happy couples go by. I smile when Relena and Heero waltz a
long. Is it just my imagination? No Heero is allowing his self to
smile, which is pleasing Relena. Soon though they are out of view.
After a few more minutes I am bored by the monotony of the dancers. I
look around at my fellow singles. I scan the few men and number of
women who line the walls either refusing to dance, or waiting for
someone to ask them.
Out of those two options I can tell that Wu Fei is in the first group.
He is leaning up against the wall a few people down from me. His arms
are crossed as he looks away to the side. It's almost as if he is
pouting. I remember seeing Sally dancing with an anonymous male, she
obviously isn't letting Wu Fei's attitude ruin her night.
I look around at the girls, wondering if I should give it a go. Many
of them are beautiful in their flowing gowns and done up hair. And
yet, I feel nothing for them, and I don't have any erg to get to know
any of them. I catch different movement on the dance floor out of the
corner of my eye.
I look over in time to see Dorothy step out of the crowd and walk over
to me. She leans up against the section of wall next to me, "I'm glad
you decided to re-join the party."
"I couldn't stay out there all night."
"Ask me to dance."
"Excuse me?"
"You want to convince everyone that you are alright, correct? And the
best way to do that is to look like you are enjoying yourself."
Dorothy is a sly girl. She most likely has something up her sleeve,
yet her logic is very true. If I refuse the dance, I will always
wonder what she had in mind. I do the most reasonable thing I can do:
I extend my hand, "May I have this dance?"
She places her hand delicately in mind, "Don't mind if I do."
We dance gracefully around the room. Dorothy is doing a very good job
of acting like she isn't looking around.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Noin and Millardo are around her somewhere."
My face shows my astonishment, "You wouldn't."
"There they are now."
"No, please don't." I can't believe that she is doing this. This is
the last time I let Dorothy and my curiosity get the best of me. The
time before this I ended up impaled with a sword. That was nothing
compared to this though.
Before I can stop her she slips away from me. With a firm grip she
grabs my hand and pulls me reluctantly along.
"Miss. Noin, care if I dance with Mr. Millardo?"
Noin glances at me, then back at Dorothy, "Certainly not Miss.
Dorothy. Quatre, care to dance?"
I nearly freeze. Luckily I am able to find my voice and keep it from
faltering. "I would be honored."
Dorothy winks at me as she takes Zechs' hand.
/...I listened to your heartbeat as I held you in my arms.../
"I haven't seen you around much tonight." She says after we have been
dancing for a few moments. I am glad that she is the one to start the
conversation; I was having trouble thinking of anything to say.
"I've been around."
"I wanted to talk to you about something."
My heartbeat quickens. She knows. "Dorothy told you didn't she?"
"Told me what?"
My heart beats even harder. I can't believe I just did that.
She can see my distress, "Quatre, told me what?"
"Nothing. I...I...I need to go." I slip out of her arms.
I decide not to go outside. I need to sooth my mind. I leave the dance
hall. The music fades as I enter the parlor. I see what I'm searching
for, a grand piano in the far corner.
I start to play a concerto on the keys. I can feel all my emotions
flow from my mind and my heart into my fingers. I close my eyes,
focusing all my being on my fingers. I finish the short piece, my
hands drop from the keys. Clapping alters my thought.
In the doorway is Noin. She walks towards me as she claps, "That was
beautiful Quatre."
I look away from her dazzling eyes, "Why aren't you dancing with
everyone else?"
"I would be, but my partner doesn't seem to want to."
"Maybe something is on his mind."
"Maybe he should talk about it to someone."
"Perhaps that person wouldn't understand."
She sits down on the bench next to me, "Maybe that person should humor
me."
I quickly stand and go to the window. She follows, but keeps her
distance. "Quatre, please tell me what is wrong. Maybe I can help."
/...I just want you to know I have a major crush on you.../
"But... you're the problem."
"Excuse me?"
"It's the way the light reflects off your hair, and how your eyes
sparkle when you laugh. It's how you believe anything is possible, and
never give up. It's your sincerity, your courage, your undying
loyalty." I face her, "It's how you always want to help, and how I
can't stop thinking about you."
She's silent. This is what I feared. Is she thinking of the best way
of telling me how that is sweet but she has a boyfriend?
"I'll understand if you don't want to be friends any more." I say
quietly.
"That's not it at all." She walks over to me. Her hand runs though my
hair and back around until she is holding my face with her soft hand.
"I don't see a problem."
"What? What about Zechs?"
She smiles, "I honestly don't know why everyone thinks we are going
out. We are best friends, that's all."
"Best friends? That means..."
"That there is no problem."
The joy is overflowing though me. I smile broadly, "Would you like to
go out some time?"
"I would be honored." Our fingers intertwine, "Come on now, we don't
want to miss the festivities."
We walk about into the dance hall still holding hands. Dorothy looks
at us and smiles. Zechs nods in approval. I'm not upset with Dorothy
for telling him, I'm actually relieved that I'm not the one to tell
him, and even more relieved that he approves.
Our first dance as a couple is the highlight of the night.
/...I swear I'd treat you like a queen.../
/a queen/