Destination Eden (revised) | By : Lisachan Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3370 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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alright. Couldn’t be better,” he said, squinting at the girl sitting behind her
desk. “Say Quat, where is Hee-chan? Got to ask him something.”
The blonde’s expression
softened, having a slight suspicion what he wanted to ask his colleague. “He’s
in his office,” he said.
Duo turned to Heidi and
whispered something in her ear. “I would like to talk to him in private. Please
leave me alone with him.”
“Very well,” she said,
nodding her head.
“So weekend was fine, huh?
Is that all you’re planning to tell us? Give us the details,” Quatre pried
subtly.
A playful hand rubbed over
his golden hair. “Shut your mouth,” the American said, though he bowed his head
over to him as he walked passed him. “Thank you,” he whispered hardly audible.
o:p>
“No no, you’ll love this
one!” Duo cheered, excitedly jumping up and down. “Let’s play Russian Roulette
with Relena, but with a gun with no bullets, only she’s the only one who
doesn’t know there are no bullets. That will soooo freak her out! Waddya say,
waddya say?”
Childish brat! “Leave me,
Maxwell. I’m not in the mood for your hyperactivity right now,” Wufei said
grumpily, heading in the same direction as Duo, and by that was obliged to
listen to his rattling. Wufei didn’t like all that fuss. He just wanted to work
and be left alone. Duo knew that, still he flirted with him as relentlessly as
with the others, risking a broken nose every now and then.
“You’re never in the mood,”
Duo smiled, carelessly shrugging. “Bet you didn’t have any part in organizing
that date as well.”
“Date? What freakin’ date
are you talking about?” Wufei said confused.
“Thought so,” the American
sighed.
“Whatever,” Wufei muttered.
“Must’ve been all Quatre’s idea anyway. Trowa would never even consider
starting such things, and Heero’s in love with you.”
“Ssh! Not so loud, dammit!
Does the whole building need to know?!” Duo hissed.
“What? That you and Heero
are in luuuv?” the black-haired man teased.
“For the love of God, cut it
out! Since when do you like pestering people anyway?”
“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone,”
Wufei reassured him, turning his back at him and waving him a lazy goodbye.
“The whole building already knows. Why bother?”
“What?! What did you say?!”
Duo yelled, about to explode and not realizing the boy was pulling his leg.
“Face it, Maxwell. Winner
and Barton are no longer considered as the only gay couples around here.”
“Oh yeah? And what about you
and Zechs then, eh?” Duo counterattacked. No reaction followed.
Feeling a wee-bit
ridiculous, he watched the retrieving figure of Wufei and stuck his tongue out
at him, feeling even more ridiculous as he sensed someone was watching him from
the door of his office.
“Don’t you ever dare to call
*me* childish again,” Heidi scolded playfully, amused by his sudden bashfulness
as his eyes caught sight of her.
He sauntered over to her and
leaned against the doorpost. “Heidi! You heard all that?” he whimpered
miserably.
“Uhu-uhu,” she said
excitedly, nodding her head with her big, childlike eyes. “Boy oh boy, think of
all the things we could do now.” A little impish chortle escaped her.
“Has everyone lost their
mind here?! Is there something contagious hovering in the air?! Heero wants to
kill Relena again, Wufei all of a sudden feels like pestering me and now this!”
he cried out, throwing his hands up in the air as he spoke.
“Easy does it,” she
reassured him. “Only foolin’ around.”
He tried to believe her, but
the mischief glistening in her dark-blue orbs annihilated that frail
possibility. From now on he would just have to be on his guard and await what
she was up to next.
~o~O~o~
“I hit it! Look, daddy, I
hit it!”
“You hit it. What the hell
are you waffling about now? It was miles off!”
”No it wasn’t, daddy. I saw
the can moving.”
“Don’t argue with me! And
call me Doctor J!”
A box on the ears and he
tried again. Aiming, cocking the gun. Did he do it right?
“Tomorrow we’ll shoot
rabbits.”
“What? Rabbits?” Heero said
startled. His head swiveled to where Doctor J was standing, making the bullet
swerve and hit a bird. A pheasant, to be more precise. Startled eyes shot to
the fallen bundle of feathers and he ran toward it as fast as his short legs
could carry him. He kneeled down and picked the velvet animal up. Childlike
tears peeked from behind his eyelids, and with a pouting lip he looked up to
Doctor J. The latter didn’t say anything, but the grin on his face showed his
satisfaction. He straightened with the bird tightly clutched against his chest
and shuffled to Doctor J.
“Good boy. That one will be
our dinner,” he said, snatching the bird from in his arms. “And stop crying,
boy. You're five years old now. Five year old boys don’t cry.”
But he had to cry. He had
killed something that lived. Just like that. And Doctor J said he couldn’t cry.
Why not?
“Rabbits tomorrow.”
Heero trotted alongside
Doctor J and tried to look him in the eye. The man was wearing dark glasses
however. He always wore those, making his eyes invisible. “No daddy, no
bunnies. I like bunnies.” He had seen them a lot in the garden. Warm balls of
brown fur with long ears and a wiggling little nose.
Another tick against his
head. “Doctor J! And stop arguing with me!”
That night, pheasant was
their dinner. The next day? Rabbit.
To be continued…
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