Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Reality Check ❯ School Day ( Chapter 1 )

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Title: Reality Check
Part one - School Day
Author: Sefarina Malaika
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the GW. Besides there is absolutly no point in suing me for the simple fact that I have absolutly no money what so ever.
Archieved: www.angelfire.com/magic/libertyville, www.angelfire.com/tx/canadianna/index.html, www.fanfiction.net, http://www.gundam-wing-universe.net/, I think that's all of them.
Warning: Shounen ai at the beginning, yaoi, language
Pairings: implied 1x2/2x1, 3x4/4x3 later on.

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Reality Check by Sefarina Malaika
Part one - School Day

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"Hey Quatre, I have a question," Duo inquired in a whispered voice, as he poked Quatre in the back with his pencil.

"What is it, Duo?" Quatre asked a bit annoyed at the interruption from his religion work.

"Why is it that you always yell to Sandrock?" Duo looked at Quatre with a look that would make someone run away with fear. He was up to something. "Is it your second lover or something?" He asked with his usual trademake grin plastered on his face."Or is it Trowa's pet name?" He continued. Quatre sputtered for a few minutes then turned beet red.

Just as he was about to answer Duo with a comment involving Heero and Deathscythe, the teacher, Mr. Hontu, interrupted him.

"Mr. Winner, is there something wrong? You seem to be awfully flushed."

This managed to turn Quatre even redder. He was now the colour of a ripe tomato beyond cherry red. "No sir, there's nothing wrong," Quatre replied.

"Then how about you get back to work on your questions. And stop talking to Mr. Maxwell," Mr. Hontu added.

"Yes sir," was Quatre's meek reply. He did, however, manage a surprisingly frightening glare directed at Duo.

'This always happens. How is it that Duo always seems to never get in trouble but I do? And it's always happens when he's talking to me' Quatre thought. He started up his religion work on suffering and healing trying to ignore Duo's huge ass grin.

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In the mean time, Trowa, Heero, and Wufei were getting in trouble because they weren't talking.

"You must learn to speak more often. This is a drama class after all. You cannot pretend to be mimes all the time. Is that understood?" Their short red headed old bat of a teacher, Miss Cooney asked.

All three boys nodded. At this, Miss Cooney tapped her foot in frustration, catching onto the point, they all responded simultaneously. "Yes ma'am."

As they replied to the teacher, each of the three were thinking about something else. 'Next mission, kill drama teacher,' was Heero's thoughts. 'Damn woman, thinks she can tell me what to do, this is unjust,' was Wufei's, and 'I wonder how Quatre is doing in religion with Duo,' was Trowa's.

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Back in their Religion class, Duo was pestering Quatre for the answer to number two.

"Mr. Winner, I will not tell you again. If you don't stop your talking you'll get a detention," Mr. Hontu said in a mildly annoyed voice.

Quatre turned beet red as the whole class looked at him. 'If you get me in trouble again Duo, I'm going to seriously embarrass you!' was the first thing that popped into his head.

'Jeez, that teacher sure does have a stick up his ass. He reminds me of Heero. Nevertheless, Heero is a lot better looking and well this guy is just way too fat and bald. Ick. Now Heero on the other hand…Ack! There I go doing it again, fantasizing about Heero, the one thing I can't have…' with that thought, Duo pouted slightly. Looking around then back at his work, he poked Quatre again. "Quatre, what's the answer to number three?"

"Duo, stop talking to me!" Quatre whispered harshly.

"Mr. Winner, you now have a detention at lunch," Mr. Hontu declared.

Quatre merely gaped at the teacher, "But…But…" He stuttered.

"No buts Mr. Winner. I told you not to talk and you were, so I'll see you at lunch." With that, he went back to correcting the class's previous tests.

Quatre turned around to Duo and glared. "You are so going to pay for this, Duo," He said, as he went back to his work.

Duo merely chuckled under his breath, and went back to his work as well.

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In drama class Towa, Wufei, and Heero were having their own bouts of trouble. They had to pick parts for some romance, lovely dovey plaything and they weren't allowed to play the parts that they wanted. At first, Heero had wanted to be the 'silent' assassin, but alas, the teacher told him that there was no such part so he was given the part of the 'romantic' poet. Towa had wanted to be the 'mute' jester but the teacher wouldn't let him be one because there was no jester in the play, period, so she gave him the part of the town crier. Wufei had insisted he would be the town judge but Miss Cooney, not liking his attitude, made him part of the scenery. A tree to be exact. He was not happy about this and ranted about it for a total of 8 minutes and 36 seconds. Heero and Towa had made a game, secretly, out of timing Wufei's rants. The longest yet had been an hour and forty-two seconds.

Once he was done with his ranting as well as making an ass out of himself, the teacher handed out the parts to everyone. Heero and Towa looked at their own lines then at each other and sighed. They both had main parts.

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Thirty minutes later the bell that notified the students that their first period had ended, Wufei, Heero, and Towa headed to their lockers, which were unfortunately at the other end of the school, where Quatre and Duo were waiting for them. When they arrived at their destination, a grinning Duo and a none-to-pleased Quatre greeted them. "What's wrong with you?" Wufei asked bluntly.

"Mr. Grinny boy over there got me in trouble again," Quatre pouted.

"Me? Never! Why would I do that? It's not my fault that the teacher would catch you talking and not me," Duo said, the grin never leaving his face.

"But that's just it, I wasn't talking at all and I still got in trouble," Quatre retorted

Trowa gave Duo a pointed look before he turned his attention back to the distressed teen.

"How much trouble are you in?" Heero asked flatly.

"I got a detention at lunch," Quatre replied still pouting.

"Sheesh…you'd think it was the end of the world or something," Duo said, exasperated. "I've had a lot more than that in the past," he pointed out.

"Hn, the bell's about to ring, let's go," Heero said at the same time as he tugged on Duo's shirtsleeve. They headed towards their biology class. The three remaining boys stared after them for a while then shrugged.

"I've got to go to" *cough* "Sex Ed." With a slight shudder that no one noticed, Trowa turned in the opposite direction and headed to his class.

Quatre and Wufei sighed as they got their books and headed for their modelling class.

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"Today, we will be learning about the human anatomy, to be more specific the reproductive system," Mr. Clavinova, a tall mid thirties man said.

Distinct groans from most of the class could be heard, except for some woohoo's coming from the jokers of the class.

"Yes, I know it's something everyone is looking forward to. Settle down and open your books to chapter 10 on page 317," Mr. Clavinova said ignoring the groans once again coming from his class.

"Hey Heero, isn't this the coolest?" Duo whispered to his companion. "I so kick ass in bio, it's like my best subject."

"Duo…."

"Yeah Heero?"

"Shut up."

"Huh? Shut up? What's that?" Duo asked grinning wildly.

"It is where you close your mouth and stop all sound from leaving the named orifice," was his only reply as Heero pointedly ignored him.

"Well fine, be that way Mr. I can't be happy that my friend is good at something at school. Be that way," Duo huffed. Heero "hned", not noticing Duo's slight frown.

'I don't know why I bother with him. He doesn't even care. I try to impress him and what do I get, I'm told to shut up and a 'Hn'. Wow, what a conversation.' He thought to himself, mentally ranting at Heero's ability to make him feel so small.

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Meanwhile in modelling class, with Mme. Bobette, Quatre was having a dilemma. "Mr. Winner, do you not know what the sun is?" She asked in her overly pronounced French accent "You are far too much pale." Mme. Bobette observed.

"Um well yes but you see…" Quatre trailed off as he turned a lovely shade of red.

"Well we are just going to have to find you something that will cover up your skin," She said shaking her head. Turning around she faced Wufei. "Mr. Chang, now you on the other hand have the perfect skin tone for modelling."

Wufei just stood there trying to hold back a grin.

'Again I get in trouble for not doing anything. First detention for not even talking, then I am yelled at for my skin being to pale. I just cannot win' Quatre thought, crossing his arms. 'I give up, there is just no rational in this school.' The teacher went off to the clothes racks mumbling something about skin tones.

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In Trowa's Sex Ed class, things were getting a bit intense. Mrs. Sue, a middle-aged woman with blond hair was going on about the female anatomy, and Trowa could really care less. Eventually, he set his features to make it look like he was paying attention, and let his mind wander. 'I wonder how Quatre is doing in his modeling class…. What am I thinking, he probably doesn't swing that way, and life sucks.'

"Mr. Barton, could you tell me what this picture is?" Mrs. Sue asked as she pointed to a picture of the female anatomy on the board.

Trowa looked up at the teacher, then at the board and blushed slightly. This was going to be a long class.

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Back in biology, Heero was truly trying to pay attention to his work and ignore Duo. 'Damn, I wish he would stop talking, it's so distracting, but pleasant at the same time. I thought I had him all figured out, but I guess not. Who knew that he was good in biology?' Heero took a quick glance at Duo. He was working furiously at the questions assigned by the teacher. Mentally sighing, Heero went back to his work, not that he would get any done.

"Hey Heero?" Duo whispered to him.

"What Duo?" Heero asked coldly. 'Why do I do that, he tries to be nice and all I do is treat him like shit.' He mentally scolded himself.

"Um…nothing," with that Duo went back to his work.

'Damn I did it again, why can't I be nice to him, the one person that I care for and what do I do? I'm rude, cold and harsh to him!' with another mental sigh, Heero, once again went back to his work.

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In their modelling class with Mme. Bobette, Wufei was having a great time; he found out that he had a talent for modelling.

Twenty minutes after Mme. Bobette had taught the basics about walking on the catwalk and 'strutting' your stuff, she called the class to attention

"Okays class, listen up, this afternoon, after fourth period we shall have a fashion show for the school. I expect everyone to be there. Quatre could I have a word with you?"

"Yes, ma'am," Quatre said as he followed the teacher to her desk.

'This is perfect, now I'll be able to show off my talent to everyone. This is the best class ever.' Wufei thought as he watched the blond walk towards the teacher's desk.

"Quatre, I'm sorry, but I'm goings to have to ask you not to perform tonight. You don't seem to be catching on quickly enough," Mme. Bobette told him.

"But…but…"Quatre started but stopped when he saw the look his teacher was giving him. "Alright." With that, the bell went off and Quatre along with Wufei left class to go for lunch.

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Duo was just finishing the fifth question when Heero shocked the hell out of him. He spoke, "Duo, you should start getting ready, class is almost over and you don't want to be late for lunch do you?"

Looking at his watch, Duo noted that it was in fact almost the end of class, not that Heero was ever wrong. "Why Heero, I didn't know you cared." Duo commented as he finished writing down the answer and looking up at his 'friend'.

'Of course I care' Heero thought to himself before gathering up his books The bell went off and the two boys made their way to their respectable lockers to meet up with the other three.

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Trowa was starting to get antsy in his seat. The teacher kept asking him to answer all the questions every time he spaced out so he could never think about Quatre. Finally, when the last five minutes of class came around he was ready to bolt out the door.

"Remember class, I want you to finish the questions assigned on page 476 in your text books for tomorrow." Mrs. Sue reminded everyone. There were several groans coming from several people but Trowa didn't stick around to find out whom they were coming from. The bell had gone off.

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"Hmm, I wonder what kind of food they have here," Duo chattered to Heero who unbeknownst to him was hanging on to every word. "I hope it's good, unlike that other school we went to." They arrived at their lockers just as Quatre was leaving. "Hey Q-man, where you going?" Duo inquired before slapping his forehead. "Oh yeah detention, never mind." This earned him a glare from his friend.

"You can be so forgetful at times, Maxwell. You should really try to work on that." Wufei remarked as he put his books in his locker. Duo and Heero did the same.

Trowa soon arrived; taking in the fact that Quatre wasn't there right away. 'Where could he be?' Trowa wondered, then he remembered the conversation that had taken on their first break. He mentally slapped himself. 'Of course, he got a detention.' Sighing mentally, he put his books in his locker. The other three waited patiently for him to finish, once done they made there way to the cafeteria.

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As soon as they walked in, Duo was 'attacked' by a pack of girls from his previous two classes, insisting that he sit with them. Duo was overjoyed by the swooning and invitations but knowing that he didn't like any of the girls in that way, he politely declined them. There was only one person for him and that person had cobalt blue eyes and a mop of messy brown hair that always looked stylish. 'If he only knew. I know I'm bi but still…' Duo's thoughts trailed off as one of the girls asked him out. He, of course, declined.

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Heero was getting annoyed and jealous with the girls swooning over Duo. 'Why am I getting jealous? It's not as if I'm going out with the guy. I wish I was but I highly doubt that Duo 'swings' that way.' He was getting impatient at having to wait for Duo, he was hungry, annoyed and yes, he was jealous. Of course, he would never admit that to the braided baka, for the simple fact that Duo would probably laugh in his face. Just as he was about to walk up to the being that occupied almost his every thought and drag him to the food, Duo came up to him with a huge grin.

"You know Heero, if you keep up your frowning it's going to permanently freeze on your face." He teased as he dragged him to the food line up.

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'This sucks; I can't believe I got a detention for something I didn't do.' Quatre scowled again. It was so boring in the detention room. 'I wonder how Duo passes the time. Now if Trowa were here to keep me company that would be a different story. What am I thinking, he's probably straight as a board and here I am daydreaming about something that could never happen between us. Sheesh, Quatre you have to get a life.' With that final thought, he pouted and opened up his textbook. 'Well, I might as well get some work done while I've got time.'

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Duo sat down on one of the empty tables. He had a tray full of food, which consisted of two hotdogs, a plate full of French fries, a fruit salad, a banana, a bowl of yellow Jell-O, and a double espresso with chocolate mousse on top. Heero sat down in front of Duo with a tray of food as well. He had one hot dog, a fruit salad, some green Jell-O and a Coke.

"Eat much Maxwell?" Wufei commented more than asked. Duo looked up to see Wufei and Trowa sitting down at the table as well.

"Actually, I got extra for Quatre, I feel really bad for getting him a detention and well, the cafe will be closed up." Duo said.

"Oh." Was all Wufei responded with, as he nodded to the common sense of the braided boy's actions.

"So, how was your class Trowa? And what about you Wufei?" Duo asked after he finished chewing his hotdog.

"It went fine, Maxwell," Wufei answered.

"…" Was Trowa's response.

"Um that good hey Trowa?!" Duo said teasingly. "What did you have anyways?" A very low mumbled 'Sex Ed' was heard. "You had what? Did I hear properly? Did you say Sex Ed?" Duo asked innocently.

"Yes, that's what I said." Was all Trowa said as a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, but with his face being covered by his hair, you couldn't really tell.

Trying to hold back a laugh, Duo began to choke. His leg began to hurt for some inconspicuous reason. Glaring at Heero, Duo spoke up. "Hey man, that's ok; I wouldn't mind being in a Sex Ed class." 'With Heero that is' he didn't voice the last part. 'Speaking of Heero, damn he looks good in those jeans and tight red polo shirt. I wouldn't mind some of that, mm mm mm.' Duo thought, as he 'looked' Heero up and down, well, as much as he could from his position.

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'I hope Quatre gets out of detention soon, I would like to see him before my next class' Trowa thought to himself. Looking up from his own tray of food, he noticed Duo had an annoyed look on his face. "What?" Trowa asked confused as to why his friend had that look on his face.

"Didn't you hear me?" Duo asked Trowa, cocking an eyebrow in response. Sighing and not hiding his annoyance, Duo repeated his question for the third time. "I said, what class do you have next?" looking at his schedule he answered. "Cooking with Mr. Creps."

"Oh cool, same here." Duo said cheerfully.

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'Damn I was hoping for another class with Duo, Oh well at least I get to see him after classes. Ah, the beauties of computer hacking. You can do so many things with those skills. Especially when it comes to room assignment.' Heero thought as he 'listened' intently to what Duo was saying.

"What about you Heero? What's your next class?" Duo asked curiously.

"Hn…computers." Heero replied as he took another bite of his hotdog

"Oh cool. I think Quatre said something about having a computer class too. And remember not to show off your computer skills in class." Duo grinned cheekily. "You don't want to raise any suspicions about us."

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Back in detention, Quatre's stomach was making its presence known. 'Boy, I hope Duo was considerate enough to get me some food.' looking up at the clock on the wall, he shook his head. 'Cause it's too late to get some now.' His thoughts were interrupted by Mr. Hontu's voice.

"Mr. Winner, you are excused now. Go have lunch." With that, the teacher walked to the door and held it open for Quatre. Once out of the classroom Quatre made his way to the cafeteria to find his friends.

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"Hey! There's Quatre. Quatre over here!" Duo shouted across the cafeteria to their blond friend.

"Hi guys." Quatre said as he walked towards them. As he was sitting down, Duo pushed the food tray towards him.

"I figured you would be hungry so I got you some food." Duo said cheekily

"Thanks Duo, you are so considerate." Quatre remarked as he smiled down at the food hungrily.

"Hey, no problem Q, besides it was kind of my fault that you had to miss most of your lunch in the first place." Duo grinned.

Fifteen minutes later, the first bell went off so the boys got their respective books and went to class.

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Duo and Trowa were handed a recipe for chocolate cake.

"All right! We get to cook and chocolate cake at that. Yes!" Duo cheered energetically as he bounced in his seat.

"Mr. Maxwell, calm down. This is your last warning. If you don't you won't be making anything and your partner, Mr. Barton will have to work alone." Scolded Mr. Creps

Duo stopped bouncing long enough to mutter a meek "Yes, sir" and allow the teacher to finish the instructions. As soon as the teacher was done and told them to get to work, he was the first one up. 'I'm gonna make it just for Heero. Boy, I do wish I would take this chocolate sauce and spread it all over-' he wasn't able to finish his thought as Trowa was nudging him. "What Trowa?" He asked slightly annoyed but not letting it show.

"Your about to spill the sauce all over the place." Was all Trowa said as he pointed to the almost overflowing chocolate sauce.

"Oh…oops. Thanks man." Duo grinned madly, hiding a faint blush.

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In computer class, Heero was having a bit of trouble. Yes, Heero Yuy, the best computer hacker, possibly in the world, was having trouble in a computer class. Unfortunately, for Heero, they were learning an older program. Windows 95 to be exact.

"Psst, Heero? Do you know how to use this program?" Quatre asked from beside him.

"Hn, I'm not familiar with it, if that's what you want to know." Heero once again looked at the instructions and then at the blank screen in front of him in confusion.

"Yes, damn," replied Quatre. Sighing at the realization that he wasn't going to get any help from Heero, he raised his hand to get their teacher, Mrs. Top's attention.

"Can I help you Mr. Winner?" Mrs. Top asked as she walked over to his assigned computer.

"Actually, yes ma'am. Could you explain how to work this program again? I can't seem to remember whether to click here or there." Quatre demonstrated with his mouse.

'Thank goodness Quatre asked, I wouldn't have been able to do any of the work.' As he paid half attention to what the teacher was saying, Heero let his thoughts wander to the braided boy, along with the jeans and tight black shirt Duo was wearing. 'Damn I wouldn't mind a piece of that ass.' The fire alarm brought Heero out of his thoughts about Duo.

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Wufei hated his Journalism class, Mr. Trodat, his teacher, was an uptight crab with no sense of humour. 'Why is it that I get stuck with the one grouch in the school?' Wufei asked himself.

Their assignment was to write a two-page article on 'paper'. 'This is totally unjust, how am I supposed to write a two page article on 'paper'? It's paper for Pete's sake.' Just after he thought his last comment, the fire alarm went off.

"Alright, people calm down. It's only the fire alarm. Let's go single file." Mr. Trodat waved them towards the door as the class got up.

'Saved by the bell, well actually fire alarm, but hey it still works.' Wufei thought as he made his way outside.

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"Man oh man Trowa. I can't believe this, look at the hassle you caused." Duo teased.

"Shut up Duo." Trowa responded softly.

"Hey! There's the other three guys. Heero! Quatre! Wufei! Over here!" Duo shouted across the road.

Spotting him, they crossed the road to join their two companions. "What did you do this time Maxwell?" Wufei demanded.

"Hey, why do you automatically assume it was my fault?" Duo complained, his grin never leaving his face.

"Well, you being covered in flour from head to toe is a giveaway." Heero remarked, slightly smirking.

"Oh well…that's, hem…you see…" Duo started.

"He started a flour fight in class. Most of it ended upon the other students. He's clean compared to them. And it's not his fault for once. I'm the one that blew up the stove" Trowa meekly put in, surprising everyone.

Duo beamed.

"Only you would be proud of that Duo." Heero commented.

"Hey! It's not my fault they don't know how to dodge a flour ball." Duo stated proudly.

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'Damn he looks good with that flour over him. It's amazing how he didn't get any on his face or in his hair. Wait, he has a little on his nose.' Heero thought, as he looked Duo over. Walking up to him, he brought his hand up. Duo flinched. "Hn, baka, you got flour on your nose." Heero stated as he brushed it off. 'Is he that afraid of me?' He asked himself. A pain in his chest indicated the hurt that the flinch had caused. Heero risked a glance at the being that invaded his almost every thought.

"How did you blow up the stove, Trowa?" Quatre asked, a bit concerned.

"Um…well you see, I thought that if I modified the ovens preheat to a higher degree so that we could put the food in faster And obviously the oven didn't agree." Trowa shrugged, unconcerned.

"Um…ok…remind me to never let you cook while we are at a safe house." Quatre teased.

"Hey Heero, how was your computer class?" Duo inquired, getting over the initial shock of his fantasy's actions.

"Hn, fine."

"No, it wasn't." Quatre intervened. "You and I both know that it wasn't fine." Turning to Duo, he continued. "They had some program called Windows 95. It made absolutely no sense."

"Oh Heero, were you trying to impress me?" Duo teased some more. "That's so sweet." He smiled innocently.

"Hn, the innocent act doesn't suit you, cut it out" Heero stated in his monotonous voice. Duo's smile quickly turned to a pout and then immediately to a grin. This 'grin' did not reach his eyes though. 'Did I hurt his feelings?' Heero pondered.

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'Damn that hurt.' Duo pouted mentally. "So how long do you guys think we'll be out here?" Duo asked, changing the subject. He took a quick glance at Heero to make sure he hadn't noticed the hurt.

Quatre, having watched the whole exchange between the two boys, shrugged it off as normal behaviour "I don't know, Duo." He turned to Trowa. "How bad was the explosion?"

"Not too bad." Trowa replied, his voice devoid of emotion.

"I still can't believe Maxwell wasn't responsible for once." Wufei commented, shaking his head in disbelief.

"You well nyah to you!" Duo retorted, sticking his tongue out for emphasis.

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"Don't stick your tongue out unless you plan on using it." Heero commented. 'You could use it on me any time you please.' He added mentally.

Duo sneered at Heero. Before he could say anything however, the fire was put out and they were ushered back inside.

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Back in their computer class, Quatre finally realized what was going on between Duo and Heero They were both head over heals about each other but they didn't realize the others' feelings. He, of course, was oblivious of Trowa's feelings towards him.

"Hey Heero, out of curiosity. Is there something going on between you and Duo?" Quatre asked slightly nervous. He wasn't sure how the Japanese pilot would react.

"Nani!?" The question had caught Heero off guard, if nothing else. The boy looked at Quatre with his usual mask of indifference, hiding his surprise and confusion.

"Is there something going on between you and Duo?" Quatre asked once again. He could feel the guarded emotions just rolling off the boy.

"Where did you get that idea, Quatre?" Heero inquired, arching a brow.

"Um…I guess that's a no then…well never mind." Bowing his head, Quatre went back to typing out the assignment. 'I was so sure. Damn!'

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'This is perfect, there is only five minutes left to class. Maybe that unjust teacher won't make us work on that stupid article.' Wufei thought as he sat down in his chair.

"Alright class, since that incident took up almost the whole class, the assignment that was supposed to be due at the end of class is now due tomorrow," Mr. Trodat stated.

'This is unjust! How am I supposed to write some two page article about paper?' Wufei mentally ranted at the teacher.

"You may pack up your stuff. The bell is about to ring," Mr. Trodat pointed out to his class.

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"Mr. Barton, go to your seat and stay away from the stoves. I don't know what you did to yours, but I am not happy about it," Mr. Creps calmly pointed to Trowa's chair.

Duo snickered at his tall friend. 'Hey, at least it's not me this time.' He thought as he went his own chair beside Trowa. "Hey man, don't worry about it. I'm sure everyone blows up their stove at least once in a lifetime. Take Heero for example. A while ago, we were rooming together, and he had this brilliant idea to soup up a hair dryer that was in the room already," he added giddily, "So that I could dry my hair faster. He was commenting on the fact that I took too long to get ready for missions and shit. Anyways, the fucking thing blew up in his hand as soon as he turned it on low. He threw the bloody thing onto one of the beds," 'And damn he has a nice body at that, wouldn't want any scars on it, now would we? Duo my man, you got it bad for Heero. Even when you don't realize it you're thinking about him. You're pitiful.' Duo scowled and was humouring himself with some hentai thoughts for a while, when he was snapped out of it by Trowa shaking him. "Huh?"

"Duo, the bell went off. Let's go," Trowa said calmly as he got up.

"Oh ok, let's go." Duo bounced out of his chair energetically.

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Heero and Quatre were waiting at their lockers for the other three pilots, when Heero asked Quatre the most unexpected question. "Quatre, what did you mean in class when you asked if Duo and I were together?" The question had been puzzling him for the rest of his computer class.

"Um…well you see it's just that that was the impression I got while we were outside." Quatre stammered, trying to explain his theory to Heero.

"Hn," Heero was silent for a moment before continuing, "Where did you get that impression?"

"You're just so talkative today, aren't you?" Quatre joked. Seeing the frown on Heero's face, he became serious again. "Well for starters, you were both sneaking glances at each other the whole time." This seemed to shock Heero a bit. "And when you brushed off the flour that was on his nose, it was so sweet and full of tenderness. What was with that comment about his tongue by the way?" Quatre pointed out.

"Well…" Heero didn't get to finish his reply. He was literally glomped by an overly energetic Duo.

"Hey guys, long time no see huh?" Duo stated more than questioned as he sat on Heero's back.

Just then, Wufei showed up. Having heard the comment he answered. "Yeah Maxwell, it's been a whole ten minutes." Wufei commented sarcastically.

Quatre, having watched the whole glomp fest from a fair distance, saw that the moment Duo glomped Heero, his eyes lit up in joy. 'He does like him after all.' Quatre thought as he continued to watch the exchange between the three pilots. "Where's Trowa, Duo?"

"Huh, he had to go down to the office for something. Didn't you hear his name being called on the P.A. system?" Duo asked, arching a brow. Realizing that he was still glomping Heero, Duo immediately jumped off the boys back and opened his locker.

"No, I guess I didn't. We were too busy talking," Quatre motioned to Heero and himself.

This seemed to surprise Duo a little. "You mean you actually had a conversation with Heero?" He asked, the shock and confusion was apparent in his voice

"Hn, baka. Of course I talk." Heero stated flatly, the glow that had been in his eyes had left as soon as Duo stepped away.

"No, you don't," Duo retorted, snorting derisively.

"Yes I do, baka, but only when I have to." He said in a matter-of-fact tone trying to ignore the sense of betrayal at the other boy's words. Did he really ignore Duo that much?

"Hi Trowa." Quatre said energetically.

Trowa nodded in response.

"What were you guys talking about?" Duo intervened, his curiosity taking over.

"Well we were-"

"Talking about our computer assignment." Heero cut in, interrupting what Quatre might have revealed.

"Oh, ok…" Was all Duo said.

"What class do you guys have next?" Trowa asked changing the subject.

"Hn, I have woodworking." Heero shrugged.

"I have…" Opening up his schedule, Quatre checked what his last class was. His face dropped. "Home Economics," he added flatly.

Duo opened up his own schedule and he grinned even wider. "Oh cool, I have Auto Tech."

"Oh Nataku, please say it isn't so, this is unjust, this can't be." Wufei ranted on in disbelief

"What's the matter Wufei? What class could be so bad that you would use up one of your justice rants on? You do know that there is a limit of fifty a day," Duo teased.

"I am going to ignore that last part, Maxwell, and yes it is that bad, because I'm stuck with you in Auto Tech," Wufei stated flatly.

"Oh cool." Duo jumped up and down. "Hey Trowa, what do you have?" He asked.

"Home Economics."

*Ding ding ding*

"Well that's cool. I will see you guys later. Let's go Wu-man." Duo closed his locker and pulled Wufei by the arm, towards their class.

"I better get going to." Heero stated as he looked longingly after Duo. Schooling his features once again, he closed his locker as well and took off in the opposite direction.

"What was all that about?" Trowa inquired, he had a feeling Quatre knew.

"Um…" He paused looking in the direction Heero went in, and then continued. "I'll explain on the way to class." With that, Quatre got his books, closed his locker and headed towards the stairs.

Arching a brow, Trowa did the same.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Ok class, today we will be making wood tulips." Mr. Reed, Heero's teacher explained the class activities. Lifting up a model of what the tulip should look like, Mr. Reed continues his instructions

Heero half listened as he thought about other matters. 'Is it really that obvious? Hey, I know I'll make him one of those stupid flowers that the teacher is making us do.'

"Alright everyone, come and pick up your pieces of wood and head over to your assigned work benches." Mr. Reed motioned for the class to get up and start their work.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Mr. Maxwell! Stop running around with those wrenches and get back to work. Mr. Maxwell watch out for that - " *Crash* "tool box." Mrs. Logesky muttered.

"Maxwell, you incompetent fool." Wufei scolded Duo, the humour apparent in his tone.

Grinning sheepishly, Duo got up off the floor from where had landed flat on his ass. "Well that hurt." He commented, rubbing his behind He brushed himself off with a cool manner, putting on the appearance that he'd done it on purpose. Wufei merely shook his head at his comrade and best friend

"Mr. Maxwell, would you so kindly go back to your station, so that I can finish my explanation of today's exercise?!" Mrs. Logesky asked, while trying not to smile.

Bowing his head, he replied meekly, "Yes ma'am."

"Thank you. Now today we are going to be taking a carburettor apart…" The teacher began. Duo eventually tuned her out, 'you can't go around being a Gundam pilot and not know how to repair it.' He thought.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

On the way to Home Economics, Quatre explained to Trowa his theory about Heero and Duo. He also told him about their conversation before Duo showed up. As well as Heero's reaction to when Duo glomped him. Trowa took this all in and nodded his head. "I have to agree with you, Quatre," he stated. "It's quite apparent that they both like each other, but don't know what the other one feels for them." 'I wonder if you notice the way I feel about you.' He mentally questioned Quatre.

Their teacher, Mr. Corkscrew, had assigned some reading and questions from their textbook. He had also informed them that they could work in pairs. Taking up the opportunity, Trowa immediately went over to Quatre's desk. "Want to be partners?" He inquired, although, he already had a good idea as to what the answer would be.

Looking up from his textbook. Quatre smile, "Sure."

Trowa sat down in the empty desk next to Quatre and opened his book. 'He's so handsome; it's too bad he doesn't like me.' Trowa mentally pouted.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

'Damn! I have to start over.' Heero thought, as he looked at the 'tulip' in question. To anyone else it looked perfect, but not to the Perfect Soldier. 'Stupid machine, I'm going to have to add you to my 'destroy' list. Along with that drama teacher and computer teacher. I'll leave the bio teacher alone, Duo seemed to like him.' Heero mentally added as he started on a new 'tulip'

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Hey, Wu-man? Did you finish with that carburettor of yours yet?" Duo asked energetically as he bounced over to his Chinese friend. "I did and I put it back together as well." He beamed.

"Maxwell, go tell someone that cares. I'm busy." Wufei answered as he continued to work on his own piece of machine, not looking up once.

"Like who?" Duo questioned.

"I don't know, go tell Yuy or something." Wufei commented. He looked up just in time to see the gleam in his best friends' eyes at the mention of the Japanese pilot. 'Does Maxwell have a thing for Yuy? I'll have to do some prodding,' Wufei thought.

In truth, he needed a distraction; he had taken his own carburettor a part and put it back together three times already.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Trowa! Why do we have to take this class in the first place?" Quatre inquired.

"…I don't know…" With that, Trowa began reading the text again.

'I wish he would talk to me more. He has such a pleasant voice.' Quatre mentally pouted.

"Alright class you can start packing up. The bell is about to go." Mr. Corkscrew announced. Five minutes later, the school bell went off and Quatre along with Trowa filed out of the classroom along with their fellow students.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Heero had just finished his fifth tulip, which he thought was 'perfect', when the teacher announced to start cleaning up. 'Finally, this one is perfect. Now, how do I present it with out raising suspicions about my true feelings to the others? This is going to be difficult.' With that last thought, the bell went off and everyone left the classroom.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Duo and Wufei were sitting quietly waiting or the bell to go off. They had each taken their proper carburettors apart at least five times along with putting them back together.

'God I wish this class would be more challenging. I'm so bored.' Duo mentally complained.

"Maxwell, I've noticed that you don't have a girlfriend. It's quite odd especially since for the past seven months you've had one at every school. Well, that is except for the past four or five of them. You always seem to have a girl attached to your hip. Why the change?" Wufei looked at his friend, who was quite surprised by the line of questioning.

"I don't know, I just didn't think that it would be a good idea to have one with the missions and all." 'The 'all' being Heero.' He added mentally.

"Oh really. That's never stopped you before." Wufei pointed out.

"What are you getting at, Wu?" Duo asked, a bit irritated at Wufei. "And aren't you quite the curious one today?" He teased.

"Nothing…nothing at all. I was just curious that's all." Wufei shrugged his shoulders as if to say 'let's leave it at that, I'm done for now.'

*Ding Ding Ding*

"Well it's about time." Duo jumped out of his seat and rushed out the door, with Wufei right behind him.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Quatre and Trowa were chatting softly when Heero arrived at his locker. Trowa gave him this look as if he was saying 'I know'. "What!?" Heero demanded, annoyed at the look.

"Nothing." Trowa said defensively.

Heero was about to comment, when for the second time that day he was glomped by Duo. "Hey guys. What are you talking about?" Duo looked from each of the three boys. "How interesting," he added sarcastically. Noticing the wooden flower in Heero's hand Duo grinned. "Hey Heero?" He asked sweetly. "Is that flower for me?"

"Hn, if you want it, otherwise it's only going to get turned into fire wood." Heero responded as Duo snatched it out of his hands. 'At least I didn't have to follow through with my original strategies.' He thought.

"Gee, thanks man." Duo opened his locker and put Heero's wood working assignment along with his work in his black backpack.

"Gentlemen, shall we leave. I don't see the need to extend out stay here any longer then necessary." With that, the five boys began to leave the school to go to their safe house.

They were stopped by Wufei. "What's wrong Wu?" Duo asked with a bit of worry underlining the question.

"Huh? Oh, nothing Maxwell, and don't call me that." Wufei commented off handedly. "I just forgot that I had a prior engagement. As do you Winner." Wufei stated.

"Oh yeah, that thing. Heh Heh heh…damn." Quatre muttered.

"And what is this prior engagement Wu?" Duo asked as his curiosity increased.

"We have a fashion show, for our modelling class, we have to be there in," looking at his watch, Wufei paled, "Five minutes. Let's go Quatre." Wufei demanded in mid turn.

"Um…ok…but I don't see the point. I was told not to go." Quatre pointed out while he followed.

"Well, maybe she'll let you do it anyways." Trowa attempted to cheer his friend up. 'What an incompetent teacher.'

With that, the five boys went back towards the gym, where the fashion show would be held, with Wufei in the lead.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Ah, there you are, Wufei." Mme. Bobette smiled. Looking at the other four boys, she frowned. "I thought I told you not to come, Mr. Winner." She stated flatly.

Quatre turned red.

"Mme. Bobette, are you sure Quatre can't participate. Especially since if he doesn't then I won't." Wufei spoke up attempting to stand up for his friend. He wasn't that bad after all. This seemed to convince Mme. Bobette because she agreed to let Quatre participate in the show after all. Wufei and Quatre were ushered towards the back stage to get ready.

The three remaining boys went and found themselves some front seats. Trowa found three empty ones. Purposely taking the outside one. Heero sat in the middle and Duo sat on the other side of Heero. Neither one were disappointed in the seating arrangement.

The show started about ten minutes after they sat down. Duo whooped at all the female models as well as the male ones. This made Heero want to join those on the stage just so that he could get some of the attention the models were getting. He pushed that irrational feeling and thought aside. That would get him nowhere.

When it came to Wufei and Quatre, surprisingly they got the most applause from everyone. Wufei was wearing a pair of black leather pants that had leather ties the entire length of his legs and a black leather shirt in much the same fashion as the pants, the ties being on the arms. He also had black kohl outlining his eyes and that swirled off to the side, accentuating his Asian eyes. Quatre had on a black peasant shirt and a pair of beige leather pants. His shirtsleeves extended down to mid thigh. His outfit truly did make him look like a desert prince.

The show finished thirty minutes later. After Wufei and Quatre, Duo had fallen asleep on Heero's shoulder. He had complained of being tired and having a headache. Heero made no move to move Duo from his shoulder.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Duo, wake up." Heero nudged the sleeping boy resting against him.

"Huh…wha…"Duo muttered rubbing his eyes to get the sleep out of them.

"Wake up." Heero said more firmly. At that, Duo bolted up right now fully awake and fully aware of what he had been using as a pillow.

"Heh Heh, gomen Heero. What time is it?" Duo looked around for a clock as he avoided the subject of using Heero as a pillow.

"It's about five. Let's go." Heero got up and proffered his hand to Duo to help him up.

Looking at the offered hand, Duo hesitantly took it. "Um…thanks." Duo looked around and a look of puzzlement took over his features. "Um…Heero, where is everyone?"

"Hn. They went home about five minutes ago." Heero then turned towards the door and began to leave.

"Then why are we still here?" Duo was utterly puzzled

"Hn, because I didn't wake you up until now."

"Why?"

Heero snorted in reply. "Let's go, the others are going to wonder where we are."

"Oh…ok." With that, Duo ran to catch up with Heero and they made their way back to the safe house.

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