Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Orphans ❯ Finding Home ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: *muffled* I don't own Gundam Wing or anything to do with the anime *glares at entire cast who are starting to leave* THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN LEAVE DAMMIT! *they slink back*

 

 

Warnings: CONTAINS YAOI!!!!!!! May you die if you flame me after this warning...

 

Pairings: You'll just have to wait and see.

 

Summary: the G-boys are all orphans.... with the exception of our dear Quatre of course. Let's see, Trowa (known as Nanashi) is truly deaf, due to illness... and that's all I can reveal to you at this time!!!

 

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Duo darted through the dark alley, trying desperately to outrun his pursuers. "Get back here, thief!" one of the drunken men yelled. He shivered and put on another burst of speed. Suddenly he was pulled into a doorway and a hand covered his mouth. It wasn't a big hand, so he thought it must be a fellow urchin.

 

"Do not say a word," teh other child said. He could tell it was a boy now, a little younger than himself. "Follow me into the house and put whatever it is you took on the doorstep in plain sight. Now." He could also tell that this boy was used to being obeyed. He started to shake his head when he was turned to face the boy. Blonde hair fell into clear blue eyes, that were at that moment filled with determination.

 

"Why should I listen to you?"

 

"Because I'm saving your bloody life! Now put that tripe on the ground and come on!" Duo did as told and followed the boy inside. Once they got there, the boy turned into a completely different creature. His eyes became so innocent and trusting that Duo wasn't quite sure that the boy didn't have two personalities. It wasn't unheard of, after all.

 

"Where am I?"

 

"You're in my house! Are you hungry? Come we can get you some sweets in the kitchen!" The boy started to pull him toward the back of the house.

 

"Wait! Who are you?" The boy stopped, and his expression turned horrified.

 

"I'm so sorry! I'm Quatre! And you are?"

 

"Duo. What is this place?" He passed Quatre and started to walk toward the food he could smell in the kitchen. His stomach rumbled.

 

"It is our house. We really live in the country, but Papa had business and so we're staying here until it's finished." Quatre pulled him into the kitchen.

 

"Young Master, who have you brought this time?" An older woman of swarthy complexion and strange accent asked.

 

"This is Duo, Sadeema! Do you have any leftovers?"

 

"I daresay I do, and an extra cake of soap as well. Now why don't you go tell your papa of the waif while I feed him?" Quatre nodded enthusiastically and ran out. As soon as he disappeared, Duo started to edge out the dor to the back. "And where do you think you're going, Young Duo?" Sadeema asked, grabbing him by the scruff of his neck. "Bath first I think."

 

"What house is this? Why do you not throw me out on my ear?"

 

"This is the Duke of Winner, Jon Raberba's house, and he is always taking in foundlings. It's his good deed of the century. Come on now boy, strip. I daresay something of Wufei's should fit you. You're of a size. Now into the bath with you. You know how to scrub?"

 

"I do! I ran away from the Foundling Home before they could send me to a workhouse."

 

"Good. Scrub yourself and wash that hair. I'll be back to cut it." Duo clutched his hair in horror.

 

"You mustn't! It's the only thing I have left!" She tsked.

 

"Only thing of what?"

 

"My mum. She loved my hair. I can't cut it now!"

 

"Very well. I supose I could braid it... for now, wash it!" She left him in the bath room, presumably to get the clothes he was promised. A few minutes later, four little faces peered at him from the doorway. Quatre stepped forward boldly.

 

"Hello Duo. These are the others. This is Heero, and Wufei, and this Trowa. He was vey ill for a long time, and he can't hear or speak." The one identified as Trowa cocked his head, as if trying to catch a sound he barely heard. Heero and Wufei were of a size to himself, while Trowa was taller and broader of shoulder, marking him as a little older than themselves.

 

"I'm Duo." He continued scrubbing, oblivious to the strange looks the others were giving him. He washed and rinsed his hair before hanging it over the side so that he could wash the rest of himself. He finally looked up. "What? Did I miss a spot?"

 

"Your hair," Wufei said quietly, reaching out a hand, only to have it slapped away by Heero.

 

"Leave 'im alone. 'E doesn't need us goggin' at 'im when 'e's cleanin 'imself, now does 'e?" The others except for Trowa nodded and filed out, seeming to forget their tall silent companion. He strayed a little closer.

 

"Can you read my lips?" Duo asked carefully. Trowa nodded, but turned his eyes back to Duo's hair. Duo waved his hand to get his attention again. "Would you like to touch it?" Trowa nodded eagerly, then tentatively petted it, a smile breaking across his face. "It's like silk, isn't it?" He nodded, pulling his hand back and stepping to the door to open it for Sadeema. Duo wondered how he'd known until he realised the lantern next to the door had begun to swing. conceivably they had this in every room Trowa might find himself in with the door shut.

 

"I see you've met the others. Here're your clothes," Sadeema said, assisting him in getting out and putting toweling on his hair. "We'll wring that out first I think." She made a few gestures to Trowa, who nodded and disappeared.

 

"What did you say to him?"

 

"I told him to fetch more toweling. Your hair is very long, and the ends have split. Can I not even trim it so that it will continue to grow?"

 

"I suppose. Will you really braid it?"

 

"I did the same for my daughters when they were your age. Of course their hair was always hidden, so..." Duo squirmed as he got out of the tub and got dressed, disregarding his hair, which dripped everywhere. Once he had the strange black clothing on, Sadeema wrapped another towel around his head, then began to dry it vigorously.

 

"Thank you Miss Sadeema," he said quietly when she'd finished trimming and braiding his hair.

 

"No trouble. And it's just Sadeema, child." She ruffled the bangs he had and sent Trowa to get Quatre.

 

"Wow! You clean up good! Come, Papa is eager to meet you!" He grabbed Duo's hand and pulled him out to the door of a parlor. He knocked, and Heero opened the door. They went inside, and Duo found himself staring at one of the largest men he'd ever seen. He stood in awe, his jaw on the floor for all of three seconds before Quatre's giggle broke his concentration. He looked away, and saw a man seated in a wing-back chair, with Wufei sitting on his lap.

 

"So, your name is Duo." Duo nodded dumbly, before Quatre pushed him forward. He stumbled and caught himself before he hit the man, bowing.

 

"Yes, sir. that's my name. At least as much as I can say." Jon Raberba laughed, and patted him on the head.

 

"Well, young Duo, how would you like to stay here?" Duo looked up and nodded so fiercely his braid popped like a small whip. Everyone laughed, and Quatre, Wufei, and Trowa all piled on top of him, burying him in bodies. Heero hung back, but Duo didn't mind. He felt like he was home.

 

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So that was the first chapter... how did you like it? Please review... I'll try to keep up with this one and get back to Team Hostile... anyway review!!!!!!!