Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Perfectly Broken ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3

 

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Two weeks had passed since J died and I had finally made the house become what I wanted it to be. I removed all the nails from the windows and ripped off the boards to let the sunlight through. Each day I worked on one room at a time until all of them were clean and the amount of sunlight that washed through them all was astounding.

 

I moved from my drafty old room to the guest room that had been used for only the computers, so it was relatively clean in there even before I rearranged the house. The computers were comforting to listen to at night, since without anyone in the house besides me, the echos that house created would scream at me at the most inoppurtune moments. I almost had half a mind to camp out in the yard for a while, but I was afraid of leaving the house for long periods of time.

 

I know it's stupid of me to think that, but I couldn't help myself. I am so used to J being around and watching me that at times I swore a painting's eyes would follow me as I walked up the stairs. It took me a while but I finally got used to that happening. Well, most of the time, at other times I just took the pictures down and put them in the basement where they should've been in the first place. The basement was creepy enough the way it was, so I thought 'what's one or more other creepy things going to do to it, but add more odd looking things to the shadows.'

 

I realized at this time that I was running low on supplies. I hacked J's accounts and found out how much he really had. What I found shocked the hell out of me.

 

J was loaded and I don't just mean rich. I mean filthy-stinkin'-I-could-fill-an-entire-50-foot-deep-swimming-pool-to-the-br im-with-100-bills-and-not-even-blink rich. He had bonds in everything scientific to name, savings accounts, direct checking accounts, and stocks in a lot of different companies with a list of brokers next to every one with directions to sell or buy stocks if one of them was dropping or going up, and here I am trying to comprehend everything. It took me a while to understand everything, but eventually it clicked and I made an order of supplies and food to be delivered today.

 

I was a little anxious about this though since I had never seen J speak to anyone at the door. We had been isolated from the rest of the town nearby and no one seemed to want to bother us, which I was grateful for. I had enough problems of trying to act like J online so I wouldn't complicate things. I scrolled down the list of accounts and set one up to transfer the supply purchase, out of one of the many accounts and into the stores payment account. The program gave me a little difficulty as first, but then got better.

 

I surfed the web for a while, as I waited for anything new to happen when I heard a knock on the door. I felt my body freeze and my heart rate speed up with that booming sound. The delivery was already here? I wondered and slowly stood up, as another knock rattled against the door. Cautiously, I made my way to the main door and glanced through the peek hole. There stood an odd sight.

 

On the porch stood a black clad boy with a black cap on his head advertising the store I had bought from this morning. He was wearing short sleeves and long baggy pants that trailed down to the ground and at his feet, black combat boots stuck out from under the pants. His hair was a redish brown almost like the color of chestnuts, but even though the color was interesting, the amount he had of it was even more unique. A long braid was hanging over one lean shoulder and the tip ended at mid thigh level. The entire image of him was...was... I don't know what it was, but it caused my stomach to go tight and my lungs to hold the air I had just breathed in.

 

At the boy's feet was a package that probably held the food I had ordered. The boy bent backwards and looked off the porch to one side then turned around and looked the other way, he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and knocked on the door again.

 

"Hey, is anyone in here?" He called in a loud strong sounding voice. "Hello! Look if anyone is in there, you better come out or I'm gonna take this package away when I leave!" I turned away from the key hole and put my back against the door, trying convince my brain to think. I thought the boy would just leave the package, but obviously not since he threatened to take it back with him. My heart was still hammering in my chest and I couldn't help the panic that flared up in me. Steeling myself, I took a few deep breaths trying to steady my nerves. As soon as I felt my breathing start to slow down I turned around and started to unlatch the locks of the door.

 

After the final lock was done, I slowly opened the door an inch and peered out, the boy tilted his head and looked at me in confusion. The package was still there so I let the door open more so I could stand in the space that was created by the opening. The boy grinned at me and let his eyes travel down my body, taking in my appearance. I couldn't help but slightly shudder under his scrutiny.

 

"I was about to think no one lived here anymore, but I guess I just assumed too much. This place doesn't look so creepy any more. Are you remodeling it?" The boy asked. I let myself relax a bit although all my muscles were still tense and I couldn't help but watch out for any sign that this person was going to lash out at me. I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat before answering him.

 

"Yes, I have been remodeling." The boy continued to smile and stuck out his hand, I jumped backward and the boy gave me an odd look. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." I stepped back to where I was a minute ago and tentively stretched out my own hand to grasp his. He shook it, his grasp gentle, but firm.

 

"I'm Duo. Duo Maxwell. Nice to meet you."

 

"I'm Heero Yuy. It's nice to meet you too."

 

"Heero Yuy, interesting name. Are you oriental?" I nodded. "Really? Wow. So which Asian country?"

 

"Japan." I said and my nervousness lessened a little bit more. We spoke a bit more, talking about the weather and how it was supposed to rain all week. Duo did most of the talking and I just nodded or gave some kind of acknowledgement until Duo looked at his watch.

 

"Well, I gotta run and make some more deliveries and then go back to my flat and catch some Z's. You better take that inside before it gets too hot even though that's unlikely in this weather. Have a nice day Heero, I'm looking forward to delivering your supplies again." He said then jumped off the porch and headed to the truck that was parked on the pathway. He got in and I heard the engine come to life, before I knew it, he was waving to me and sped off down the road from where he came from. I couldn't help but wave goodbye back to him. I hadn't even realized I was doing it.

 

When I could no longer see Duo's truck I picked up the package and went inside. As I began to unwrap the contents, I couldn't help but think how I had never heard someone talk so much. J never talked to me the way Duo had and actually asked me questions as well. J always gave me orders and told me what I was doing wrong, he never cared about my opinion. I was always supposed to remain silent and focus on my studies.

 

Duo was different. He didn't seem to care what he was talking about or why, he just... talked. Maybe he just liked the sound of his own voice. He did have a really nice sounding voice, so strong and warm and caring and... Oh. Why do I keep thinking about it? About him? I just met him. What's wrong with me?

 

Loneliness. That's it! I'm just lonely. If someone else came to deliver the supplies I would probably act the same way. 'No you wouldn't,' a voice in the back of my mind said. I would only act this way if it was Duo. That was the truth. I hope he doesn't think I'm offering myself to him. That thought causes me to shudder. If he expects me to let him do... what J did to me. 'Well, he is pleasing to look at.' Stop thinking about him! He's gone! He delivered the supplies and left, end of story.

 

But he did say he was looking forward to delivering to me again. This is just too confusing. My brain needed a rest and needed to stop thinking about Duo. I turned back to the supplies and began putting them away in all the right places. After a few minutes I was all finished and decide to continue reading the book I had started. It was a good book, one that I hadn't read in a while and wanted to finish before I went to eat supper and go to bed. However, my enjoyment of the story didn't last long when I began picturing Duo as the main character and made him act out everything. I just couldn't stop thinking about him.

 

What am I going to do?

 

TBC...

 

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