Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Untitled 2x4 ❯ Chapter 2

Well…I never expected to get as many reviews as I did ^_^ I feel special and I'm really happy that you all enjoyed the last chapter. This second chapter is for all of you who reviewed!

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With a sigh and a groan Duo flopped down into one of the desks in his last period English class. There was still a few minutes until the bell so he propped his feet up on his desk and leaned back, chewing absently on the end of his braid. You're going to give yourself a hairball one of these days baka Duo smiled. That had been Heero who had told him that chewing on his hair would give him hairballs…not that he really paid any attention. Heero and Trowa had been gone for a little while now, and Duo figured there was no harm in chewing if Heero wasn't there to lecture him. He sighed, a little louder than before. He missed his old friends, he missed them a lot.

"I guess…having Q-man around makes it a little better…" he mumbled to himself. Bah, who was he kidding. Having Quatre around made it tons better! He laughed a little at that thought and brushed his fingers over Quatre's name, which had found its way to the front cover on his binder yet again.

"I want to tell you this Duo…but you have to promise not to freak out," Quatre had began, sitting Duo down on the bench in front of him. Duo just nodded and flashed a cute smile.

"Don't worry Q-man, I won't say a thing." Duo watched the Arab look around to see if anyone was looking then sat down beside Duo. He looked so serious Duo thought that maybe something bad had happened…

"Duo…I'm gay…" The braided boy blinked. That was it? No one was hurt, no one was in trouble? He had to shake his head to snap himself out of it.

"That's all Quatre?" he asked. The blonde nodded. Duo threw back his head and laughed, setting a hand on Quatre's shoulder.

"That's cool with me buddy."

"Really?"

"Of course. I'm your friend. Why wouldn't it be?" Quatre grinned hugely and threw his arms around Duo's neck, hugging him. Duo could have melted into those arms but reluctantly pulled away. They both grinned all sappy like at each other and then took off to their next classes.

People flooded into the English room a few moments later, startling Duo out of his thoughts. He quickly took his feet off his desk and sat up straight. Already he was wishing that Quatre was in this class with him. He didn't know anyone else in the class and it bugged him to stay so quiet. Next time we try to co-ordinate our classes Q-man… being alone in this stupid school is just too hard…

"Hey Duo-kun!" Quatre said with a smile, flexing his limited knowledge of Japanese and sitting down on the bench beside Duo. The braided American had his nose buried in his English novel and was scribbling notes onto a piece of paper that looked like it had seen better days.
I'll be done in a second Quatre, I just want to get this crap done before it ruins my entire weekend," Duo mumbled around his hair. Once again he was chewing on the tip of his braid, a bad habit that bugged Quatre. Easing the hair from his friends mouth the blonde tucked it neatly behind his back.

"You know better than to chew on your hair Duo," he mocked. "One of these days it's going to give you a hairball!" Duo bursts into giggles at Quatre's attempt at imitating Heero and tucked his book and paper into his backpack. With a grin he threw his arms around Quatre's neck and hugged the Arab boy quickly.

"I missed you," he told him. "Class was soooo boring without you to talk to." Quatre flushed a little and bopped Duo on the head.

"Let's go down and get come ice cream, my treat, and just chill. It's Friday afternoon and it's a long weekend. I think its about time we spent some quality time together." Duo's heart soared at these simple words and nodded, slinging his backpack over one shoulder. He would have done anything to get some one on one time with his blonde obsession and he wasn't going to turn down Quatre's offer for ice cream either.

"Last one there's a rotten egg!" he smirked and took off across the field leading towards the ice cream place. Quatre laughed and followed after him. The blonde had grown some in the last few months and was nearly able to match Duo's stride now.

The two burst into the ice cream place nearly at the same time and slumped into a booth, gasping and panting. Duo set his head on the cool table and took a few deep breaths.

"I think….I won…that race…" Quatre wheezed and grabbed for Duo's backpack. With quick hands Duo handed over Quatre's inhaler, seeing as the poor boys asthma was flaring up some. Taking a few deep puffs Quatre managed a wobbly smile and handed the inhaler back.

"Thanks Duo-kun," he said with a smile. "But that doesn't mean you won the race." Duo threw back his head and laughed.

"I know I know," he said with a grin. For a few moments the two just sat there looking at each other. Quatre's eyes roamed over Duo's heart shaped face and he reached our, brushing smooth knuckles over the blushing boys' cheek.

"You're really something Duo…." He said softly. Duo jerked back slightly at the touch, bringing them both out of their daze. They both ordered quickly and pretended to busy themselves with what ever was handy. Stupid!!! Quatre's mind screamed. How could I touch him like that!? He's straight for shit sake!! Duo fidgeted in his seat and pretended to arrange the napkin holder. Damnit…the one day he actually acts like he likes me, I jerk away from him!! He must think I hate him!!