Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Storm Clouds ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

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Chapter 3

 

I'm not going to bring it up. I am not going to bring it up. I am not going to…

 

“Aren't you going to ask me who that girl was?” Damn it! He had to bring it up didn't he? I am trying to work you little insufferable… an office is for office work, not discussing personal sex lives where one has sex on the couch and their roommate finds them christening the couch in disgusting, vile, bodily fluids.

 

Shut up. I am NOT a prude.

 

I need to burn that couch.

 

Ever since last night I have kept my distance unable to look at him without thinking of that, of him like that.

 

“No.” Drop it.

 

“Why not?” Just drop it.

 

“It's your business. I have nothing to do with it.” I return to my typing, completing the report that was technically due this morning but Une let me off with just a stern look.

 

“You're my best friend. My comrade, my roommate slash flatmate. You have everything to do with it.” No I don't.

 

“No I don't.” I echoed my thoughts. I have nothing to do with it. It's his sex life. He can go around fucking as many blonde bimbos as he wants. I could care less.

 

Duo opened his mouth to argue some more and I got up ready to continue my overdue report in the cafeteria if need be. Just at that moment the door to the office slammed open and we both stared surprised at the heaving, red face of Janice.

 

“Now listen here, Agent Yuy. I have dropped enough hints already and as it turns out subtlety has never been your specialty. I want to go out with you, you cold-hearted bastard and you better show up at Caesar's Palace at 9 pm tonight or by god help me I will rip you apart.” With that the door slammed shut once again and my jaw dropped further.

 

“Well… that was interesting.” I looked at Duo's smirking face and glared at him for good measure. “So are you gonna go?”

 

“No.” I sat back down. This office was my sanctuary, outside was Janice's lair.

 

“She really will kill you, ya know.” Duo yawned, his arms stretching over his head, his shirt riding up on his stomach exposing a thin strip of milky white skin.

 

I gulped, flooded with images of a naked Duo on the couch with that… that…

 

Stop thinking.

 

…

 

Good.

 

Now try to stop blushing! It burns!

 

 

What do I wear?

 

Duo's stern look told me that wearing my usual tank top and jean combo won't work since I am going to a romantic restaurant for dinner with a girl and I am supposed to look my best.

 

When I asked him why, he told me that girls tend to fall for sophisticated looking charming young men who sweep them off their feet.

 

I don't want to impress her. Hell, I don't even like her that way.

 

“I don't want to impress her.” I told Duo bluntly as he stood in front of my closet criticizing everything I own and claiming that I need to go shopping with him.

 

“Oh of course you do. It's a date. If you go there looking like a little gundam pilot you might scare her away.”

 

“But that's exactly what I want.” At that he turned to look at me with this strange unbelieving look.

 

“What? But she's gorgeous. I bet she's great in bed.” He said thoughtfully and I mentally slapped myself. He HAD to mention sex didn't he.

 

“I don't care if she's great in bed or not. I want to know exactly what girls don't look for in a guy.”

 

“Why?”

 

“Because I want to scare her away.” He huffed at that, sticking his lower lip out and blowing air at his bangs. They fell right back anyway.

 

“Fine. Scare her away. Just make sure you look good while doing it.” Saying that he threw a sky-blue shirt onto the bed coupled with some black trousers and a black jacket. I don't remember owning a pair of trousers… whatever.

 

With that exchange he left to go watch TV and I returned to my silent dreading of that evening. I pulled on the outfit he had pulled and looked in the mirror. It looked okay… I guess Duo could pull off the outfit better…

 

I tried to control my hair but as always it didn't listen and I gave up. Already running five minutes late I headed for the restaurant.

 

 

“Heero! You're late!” She squealed the moment she saw me in the doorway and came tittering towards me. I could have sworn it was Relena. Janice was dressed in a pink dress with high-heeled white shoes and a matching purse. She was also just as scary as Relena.

 

Well not exactly scary. I mean, I'm a Gundam pilot… I am hardly scared of anything.

 

“Janice.” I said in greeting and took a seat. Janice stood next to me for a moment looking irked about something, which I couldn't figure out so she huffed a little and then took a seat across from me.

 

From there it went downhill. We both ordered a salad. We both didn't talk much. Well, she tried to talk but stone-cold silence on my part shut her up pretty soon.

 

We were halfway through the meal when I heard familiar voices so I turned discretely to look who had just entered.

 

Oh look! Quatre and Wufei!

 

I followed them with my eyes until they took a seat little bit away from us.

 

I started getting restless. I don't want to have dinner with a girl who I don't even want to get to know. I want to talk to Quatre and Wufei. I haven't seen them in ages!

 

Sitting quietly for five minutes started testing my patience. And then I decided something had to be done.

 

“Janice.” I called and she looked up surprised. This would be the first thing I have said to her since entering the restaurant. “Would you excuse me for a few moments?”

 

She looked somewhat suspicious but she let it go. “Sure Heero.”

 

I carefully removed the napkin from my lap and made my way to the two pilots who noticed me almost immediately.

 

“Heero!” Quatre exclaimed, rushing to me and hugging me lightly. I broke it off quickly. He was in my space.

 

Unfortunately for me, telling Quatre that only makes him hug you harder so I have learned to simply break it off.

 

Wufei nodded at me in greeting. Now that's more like it.

 

“What are you doing here?” Uh oh. Quatre asked the million-dollar question.

 

“I am having dinner with a colleague. What are you guys doing here?” I asked them both trying to steer their attention away from Janice who looked like she was making her way over.

 

“We just decided to have dinner together. Catch up on things…” Wufei answered.

 

“Hey! What a pleasant surprise?” Janice cooed as she tittered towards us. “My name is Janice Fairfax! I am Sgt. Derosia's secretary. It's a pleasure to finally meet the other two Gundam Pilots.”

 

Hmm… that's a surprise. I didn't know she worked as the secretary to Sgt. Derosia. The Preventeer agency is divided into sectors headed by a sergeant. Us pilots had been divided so that no one sector is in a disadvantage. Wufei worked in sector C with Quatre. This sector was in charge of legal disputes. Wufei and Quatre are the `cleanup' crew. They legally defend the actions of the Preventeer Agents. I was in sector A with Duo. We were called to do all the dangerous stuff. Like killing things. Trowa was in Sector S: Strategy. In a sense, he was our superior. He tells us what to do and who to kill. He tells sector C when to go clean up.

 

The head of sector A is Sergeant Christian Derosia. He is a good person to work under. He's a no nonsense leader.

 

But why would he have a blonde princess as his secretary?

 

“Oh! The pleasure's all mine to make acquaintance to such a fine lady as yourself, Lady Fairfax.” Quatre exclaimed as he bent down and kissed her hand.

 

I raised an eyebrow, allowing that little action escape me. I didn't know Quatre was that smooth.

 

Janice giggled and then she shot me a look almost immediately. I let my one eyebrow climb further up in answer.

 

Did she really expect me to say that to her?

 

We ended up eating with Quatre and Wufei and I had an immensely better time with them than Janice.

 

Although the night eventually had to end and the weirdest thing happened.

 

She expected me to drop her off at her house. So I did.

 

Then she expected me to walk her to her door. So I did.

 

Then he reached up and tried to kiss me. Without my permission. So I gave her a piece of my mind.

 

“No.” I told her directly as I started making my way to the car I had borrowed from Duo. I didn't own a car yet.

 

“Why not?” She demanded grabbing my hand again. I tried to keep my anger at being touched in check as I decided that it was necessary to dash down her dreams as soon as possible.

 

“Because I am not attracted to you. This date was you threatening me to show or else. I even showed up because Duo almost forced me out of the house. I would never have otherwise. We have nothing in common. And I don't wish to give you the wrong impression by letting you kiss me.”

 

“Then why did you lead me on?” Oh crap. She looks like she's getting angry.

 

And I led her on?

 

“Excuse me?” Damn I am reaching my word limit of the day. In fact, I think I crossed it.

 

“You led me on you sadistic bastard! And the you've acted like a jerk all night tonight!” She yelled at me.

 

“I never led you on! I didn't want to be here that's why I acted like a jerk!” I exclaimed getting irritated with her.

 

I never saw it coming I am ashamed to say.

 

She slapped me.

 

And then she turned to go into her house slamming the door in my face.

 

 

“That bad huh?” Duo exclaimed as he lounged on the couch not looking too surprised.

 

“She slapped me!”

 

“Now, now Hee-chan. You asked for it.” He grinned at me, and bounced over to the kitchen, to have more chocolate no doubt.

 

“I didn't even WANT to go! You made me! So you are directly responsible for my current situation!” I stated completely and utterly frustrated with that day. Duo stuck his head out of the kitchen cabinet and looked surprised that I had put the entire situation on him.

 

“Now don't even try to pin this on me buddy! I just want you to get a life! You spend all day on your damned laptop and just tell me one thing all right? ONE thing! How many friends do you have besides me, Kat, Wu-man and Tro? How many, huh? And we don't even see them that often!”

 

“I have friends!” I exclaimed feeling the need to defend myself. It hurt that everything that Duo said was true. I really didn't have any friends except for the pilots and this realization was painful.

 

“Really?” He looked a little sad now. I don't want him to give me that look, that bastard. “Name one.”

 

I gave him the darkest look I could muster. The darkest possible most vile look that let him know that if he gives me any more of those damned pitying looks I will hack him into tiny pieces, put them into a blender, make a smoothie and feed it to dogs.

 

His eyes softened further and mine hardened in response.

 

“Heero.” He used my proper name? Why? He's pitying me again that asshole. “I just want to help. And it would be good for you to get a girlfriend, ya know? I'm sure you're lonely…” He left off expectantly, possibly hoping for me to agree with him. He has a right to dream I guess.

 

“Keep your nose out of my business.” I hiss with as much venom as possible. Then to drive home the point I spit out at him, “Soldiers don't get lonely.” And I left him standing there with that fucking pitiful look making his eyes all large and shimmery and slammed the bedroom door.

 

He slept on the couch that night.

 

 

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