Never Judge a Book......

Never Judge a Book......

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“Wow!” Duo exclaimed softly as they left the sparsely packed room with a group of other people shuffling toward the exit. He put an arm around Wufei who was still sniffling.

“I’m okay, I’m okay……it’s just…the shirts at the end got to me.” He said wiping away a tear.

“I don’t know, I think it would have been better if it were shorter.” Heero said. “They could have cut out a lot of stuff and not lost anything important.”

“Shit, my mascaras running.” Wufei said wiping his face again.

“Come on honey, we’ll fix you up.” Quatre said taking him by the hand and led him to the bathroom, knee length skirt swaying as he went.

“We’ll sit out here. He is just too cute in that blue skirt.” Duo said and parked on a bench as they walked away.

“Yeah.” Heero sighed.

“Still wishing you had the legs for it?” Duo asked and Heero nodded glumly. “It was a good movie though.” Duo got them back on the subject.

“I liked it.” Trowa commented. “It was sad though. I wish that Jack and Ennis had lived together, but also at the same time I’m glad that they didn’t.”

“How can you say that!” Duo exclaimed. “I wanted a happy ending for them, I was rooting.”

“I agree with Trowa, a happy ending would have defeated the purpose of the film.” Heero commented.

“What, to make poor Wuffers cry!” Duo exclaimed again.

“No, the whole movie is about not letting fear or other people control your life.” Heero explained.

“I think that Ennis realized that he truly loved Jack, but not till after he died. And I think that he regretted on some level not living his life as he wish, but also didn’t regret leaving the responsibility of taking care of his family.” Trowa commented.

“But he could have gone to live with Jack after the divorce and still fulfilled his duties as a father because he didn’t need to be a husband anymore.” Heero offered. “He let his fear of what might happen stop the joy he could have had and I think you’re right in that he realized and regretted it later.” He continued.

“Okay ready to go.” Quatre called out to his friends as he and Wufei approached. They both looked pissed off.

“That was quick.” Heero commented.

“Some big, jerk-off was giving us a hard time while we redid our makeup so we went really fast.” Quatre said and readjusted his purse.

“Are you two alright?” Trowa asked worriedly.

“You know what he did…” Quatre exclaimed.

“He spit on me.” Wufei declared angrily and brushed imaginary dirt off his green with black oriental dragon print sundress.

“HE DID WHAT!!” Heero shouted.
“OH HELL NO!!” Trowa exclaimed.
“FUCK THAT!!” Duo yelled. “What did he look like?”

“Let’s not worry about it, I just want to go home.” Wufei placated and pulled on Trowa’s arm to get them moving. The other three moved on reluctantly with Quatre pushing from behind.

“No, what you need is a shopping spree!” Quatre exclaimed. “Belks and Rave are having a huge sale, plus Payless is thirty percent off your second pair. Zechs told me. SOOOO shopping it is!” Quatre declared. [1] Wufei grabbed Trowa’s hand enthusiastically and Quatre linked arms on the other side. Trowa looked back over his shoulder to waggle his eyebrows at Duo and Heero as if to say ‘ha ha. I got all the cute ones!’ Duo looked away and yawned loudly while reaching down and groping Heero’s ass tightly, causing the other to start with a blush. Trowa’s deep laughed was the only response the unibanged boy gave. Heero slid his arm around Duo’s waist and Duo slung an arm over Heero’s shoulders pulling him close as they walked.

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“Ooooo Heero you have got to try this on!” Quatre exclaimed holding up an outfit.

“Quatre I can’t, I don’t have the legs for it.” Heero said shaking his head.

“I didn’t say you had to buy it, just try it on. Besides you just need to find a style that works for you.” Quatre said.

“Pleeeeeease try it on!” Wufei pleaded.

“……okay.” He conceded happily as they rushed him over to the fitting rooms. The girl at the fitting room unlocked a room for them with a good-natured smile as they piled in the small room practically giggling to each other.

Outside Duo and Trowa sat on a bench next to each other and began discussing theories of physics and quantum singularities.[1]

“That’s not entirely true.” Trowa argued. “Matter of probability in the Schrödinger wave equation states that…”

“What are you talking about?” A tall man in his thirties intrupted as he sat down on a bench across from them.

“Theories of quantum physics.” Duo responed. “I know what the Schrödinger equation states and I know how it plays into Newton’s second law but what I’m trying to say is…”

“What grade are you in!” He asked awed.

“We’re not.” Duo replied holding back a sigh. “I’m saying that…”

“Aren’t you a little young?” He asked. Trowa snickered.

“Yes we are! If the observation is only true when it’s made from an inertial reference frame and the inertial reference frame is defined by the Newton’s first law, asking for any kind of proof of the first law from the second law is a fallacy in and of its self!” Duo finished at last triuphantly.[2]

“Damn you’re smart.” He said still in awe.

“Thanks.”
“Thank you.” they replied.

“What are you doing here? Why aren’t you going to school?” he asked.

“We’re here with our dates.” Trowa explained. “And we already finished school.”

“I’m here with my wife. You don’t really look the part…of being genuis’ I mean.” he told them akwardly taking in their outfits. Trowa wore a pair of baggy frayed jeans cut off and the knees, sandles, and a Pink Floyd T-shirt and a rainbow striped tie. Duo was wearing a pair of billowy pants that had been a Ninja Turtle bedsheet in a past life, a black leather belt, black combat boots, a black mesh shirt under a tie-dye T-shirt and a vest that had once been a couch cushion in the 1920’s and looked the part.

“Don’t judge a book…” Duo commented.

“Come out.” Quatre commaned with his back to them.

“NO!” came the sullen retort.

“Heero Yuy! You come out here right now and show your boyfriends’ how cute you are!” he demanded.

“NO! My legs look awful! I have fat calves!” He complained.

“Heero your legs look really good in this skirt, just give it a try…let Duo and Trowa see and let them be the judge.” Wufei’s muffled voice encouraged. They heard Heero sigh and Quatre giggled triumphantly as the three of the walked toward the benches. Duo barely caught the look of confusion as the man processed that Quatre and Wufei weren’t really girls, but he did see him start slightly as the realization hit him. However all of that was blown away when the two of them stepped aside to reveal Heero.
He stood barefooted with his toes turned in shyly, hands clasped in front of him, biting his lower lip. A long black silky skirt hung gracefully from his hips and flared slightly just above the knees, while a long-sleeved burgandy shirt hung off his shoulders and clung to his frame tightly. He was gorgeous.
Duo jumped up and ran quickly to another department of the story without a word.

“He…He hates it.” Heero whispered softly and turned around sadly. Trowa picked up his jaw off the floor and jumped up to go to Heero.

“Nononono.” He said quickly. “It…you look spectacular. Stunning!” Trowa exclaimed.

“Really?” Heero asked shyly.

“Yes!” Trowa stated and pulled him toward a mirror. “Look. Twirl around.” He instructed.

“Here.” Duo declared as he returned. He held up a black hat, it looked kinda like a paperboy’s used to wear a long time ago. He pulled Heero’s bangs forward and stuck the hat on his head, splaying his hair to either side of his face, then stood back to admire the effect. Heero twirled around in front of the mirror beaming happily.

“Heero!” Duo exclaimed breathlessly. “You look…beautiful!” he said shaking his head back and forth. Heero smiled even wider and looked down shyly.

“Shoes!!!” Wufei declared loudly and pulled Heero into the dressing room to change again. Quatre laughed and sat on the bench facing the other customer.

“I’m thinking something really classy.” Quatre commented to Duo who still stood looking at the spot Heero had been in. He looked up through his bangs, which slid over his eyes as he redid his barrettes.

“Yeah that’s going to be so hard to accomplish considering he’s a man in a dress!” Exclaimed the other man on the bench nastily. Trowa was the only one who saw Duo’s hand clench into fists. Quatre completely ignored the man and continued talking.

“Oooo like black leather, mid-calf boots.” Quatre suggested to Trowa.

“Let’s go for just under the knee if we can.” Trowa said.

“I can’t believe that a smart boy like you would date something like that! He looked like a hooker!” the rude man spat. Duo jumped at him before Trowa could hold him back, but Quatre dove in front of the man and intercepted the blow.

“That’s my boyfriend you’re talking about you old shit-eating bastard! You’d better watch what the fuck you say or I swear I’ll knock your fucking teeth out!!” Duo yelled loudly as Trowa and Quatre pulled him further away. The man looked surprised at the outburst but didn’t move from the bench.

“Duo what the hell…” Heero trailed off as he and Wufei came out of the dressing room. He was now wearing his original outfit, a pair of skintight girls flared stoned washed blue-jeans and a lavender shirt that had the word 'fairy' written across it in silver sparkles, with white sneakers. He took in the older man on the bench, Quatre and Trowa holding tightly onto Duo, and stepped in front of his lover.

“Duo sweetheart, it’s just a name, that’s all. It doesn’t matter.” Heero said and put a steadying hand against Duo’s chest. “It doesn’t matter and it’s not worth it.” Heero wrapped his arms around Duo tightly and Trowa released him as he tenderly embraced the shorter boy.

“It matters to me.” he whispered softly cupping Heero’s face in one hand. “You look cute in that hat.” He stated after a moment and smiled down at his love. “Let’s get the hell outta here and get you some boots.” He said and they all turned away.

“That’s right leave you queer whores!” the asshole said loudly. Duo froze despite the others trying to pull him along. He brushed them off hurriedly and walked back to the man. Gripping the back of the bench with both hands he leaned down to stare into the other’s eyes.

“You know what…I am queer. I love those men with all my heart. With a love so complete I don’t think someone like you could fathom it. And I’ve been a whore because there was nothing else, no orphanages, no foster homes, no shelters. I’ve done what I needed to survive, I’ve done what I needed to get where I am today. So I’m going to leave you here in your putrid puddle of hatred to rot in your own juices and I’m going to take my boyfriend home and make love to him in every room of our home. I’m going to make love to him with every ounce of caring and joy and elation I feel at his very presence in this world and you, will never feel a love like that because your heart is twisted and bitter, you will always feel alone. And I will never think of you after today, but you, you will think of me often, and you’ll wish you had a love like mine” Duo whispered softly. He turned away and without another word they left.

They stood talking happily at the check of the store and the man glared at their party as he and a woman Duo assumed was his wife went to another register not far away.

“Oh look honey its those humanitarian kids on the cover of the Time magazine!” she exclaimed. “They are the youngest ones to every win Noble Peace awards.”

“What for?” He asked absently.

“They’re super rich apparently. Let’s see…” she said flipping through the book. “One named Quatre owns the Winner Corp. with all the satellites. Maxwell-Yuy Inc., we used an OS of theirs to replace our old Windows program remember, they wrote the software program that runs the Winner satellites. Barton-Chang Ltd. Are architects and they developed that new high-tech building material. Well they pooled all their resources together to form the Meteor Corp. and are building programs to help the poor and needy. Schools, houses, churches, shelters, libraries, colleges, orphanages, hospitals, all really cheap too. All over Earth and the colonies. There’s like a eight page interview in here with them. I think it’s great that young people are taking an interesting in helping others.” She exclaimed. “Oh here’s a picture.” She handed the magazine to her husband. There staring back at him was a close up of Heero, Duo, Trowa, Quatre and Wufei. All wearing the same well tailored suits, sitting in a studio for the photo done just before they received the Noble Peace Prize.
The man gasped in shock and looked up quickly. All five of the boys stood grinning at him a moment, then turned and walked away. Duo laughed good-naturedly.

*Never judge a book…* he thought to himself.
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[1] This is so my hubby Blake and his best friend Brad** they really to talk about physics and chemistry and worm whole theory and explosives and pi and division by zero and the eventual down fall of western society for FUN. It’s like listen to a couple of textbooks.

**All names have been changed to protect the guilty. ^_^

[2] Thank the gods for Wikipedia.com. I don’t know anyting about physics and never even took high school chemisty. My hubby’s asleep so I can’t even ask him if this makes sense. If it doesn’t please don’t hate me for it. Ask me anything about animals or pharmacy stuff and I can tell you, but don’t ask me about their neutrons. I can even tell you the airspeed velocity of an unlaiden swallow. African and European.

[3] I do not own any of the companies listed here or GW, I own only the storyline and make no money off of anything. Don’t own, don’t sue.