June 27, 2000

Hiiiii, all. So not many people like this one, but oh well. I am still going to write and hopefully you will still read. And if not, oh well. So here we are with the silly Cheerleading fic. I am having a lot of fun writing this. You have no idea how amusing this is. But enough rambling from me.

Warnings: ummm you'll see. But this is not for the faint of heart, or anyone who really hates all cheerleaders, and if so don't tell me cause I am one!!!

Disclaimers: I don't own um, I'm just playing, they'll be returned, promise!

 

 

Mission: UCA by Mistress

Part Three

 

They five boys cast a worried look at one another as they stood on the field. All around them were peppy, hyper, bouncy cheerleaders. Not to far in front of them was a small stage where five people, both men and women stood. They seemed to be slightly older then everyone else there, so in their early twenties. Each was wearing a horrid outfit like they were wearing, but in different colors blue and gold, and theirs had UCA written all over it.

"Heero, Desi, Tonya, Wufei, and Quatre. Hurry it up. We're about to start warming up," the coach shouted, much to the embarrassment of the five pilots. All heads in the nearby area turned and eyed the one's still as boys with a sort of hungry look.

"Come on Hee-koi, we better hurry!" Duo said a little too loudly as he grabbed the still stunned Heero''s arm and dragged him to where their squad was standing, glaring at the rest of the girls the whole way. The others quickly followed, not wanting to be left behind, while Trowa latched protectively on to Quatre's arm.

"Ok everybody! Let's get warmed up! Now jog!" one of the girls on the platform shouted, with a way to peppy voice for the pilots. It took a death glare from the coach and the captain, Courtney to get them to start to jog, and of course Duo complained the whole time.

"Duo, hush. Don't get us"

"Hi you two,"

"Singled out"

"Sense you two seem to have so much energy I believe we'll start with you," one of the blonde females grabbed their arms and dragged them towards the front of the now much smaller group. When the y looked around they realized that the whole camp seemed to have split into about five different groups.

"Ok, this is our first stunt. Your names are?"

"Heero,"

"...Desi," Duo sighed unhappily as he told the annoying women his hated name.

"Ok then. Heero your job is to hold Desi in the air, like this," as she said this one of the male cheerleaders came of and proceeded to lift her into a stunt that is known as the liberty.

"Now see this," she said from her perch on his hands(1), "this is called a Liberty. Now do it," the two unwilling participants looked at each other and set up for the stunt.

To the great surprise of the instructor Duo was up, and the stunt looked good.

"Hey this wasn't hard at all!" Duo called happily down to his friends. Heero of course snorted, which was a bad idea because it caused Duo to loose his balance.

"Ahh thanks Hee-chan." Duo mumbled as he landed in Heero's arms and then proceeded to pass out from the bump on his head that he received when his head hit the ground.

 


 

Everyone was arguing over what to do with the unconscience cheerleader. Their coach, the UCA squad, and the trainers were insisting that they take her (him) to the ER to get checked out by a doctor. The pilots on the other hand had taken a defense stance in front of Heero, who was holding the unconscience figure of Duo.

"Stop it!" Heero stood up, still cradling Duo, "We are not taking hi..her anywhere. She will be fine as long as she has rest, now get out of my way." With that Heero stalked past the stunned pilots and the even more stunned officials, and headed purposefully back to Duo's room. The official started to complain but did the smart thing and shut up when they were give the Yuy glare-o-death. The other pilots followed wordlessly, obviously worried about their injured friend. There was no talking during the elevator ride to their floor. Heero ignored the rest of them avidly as he focused all of his attention on his unconscience lover. When the doors opened he pushed past the rest of them and went directly to Duo's room. Trowa came around and unlocked the door and pushed it open for the pair. Heero mumbled a thank you and set his precious bundle down on the bed gently.

"Guh...Hee-chan, that you?" Duo mumbled as he cracked an eye open.

"Yes, koi it's me. How are you feeling?" Heero sat near Duo.

"Uh...sleepy, and my head hurts. Am I bleeding?" Heero looked a little surprised he hadn't thought to look. When he did he found a spot of blood just above Duo's temple, just hidden by his hair line. With a groan Heero proceeded to strip Duo down to his underwear to search for any other wounds. The others stood by ready to do or get anything when the door slammed open.

"I brought some bad..oh my" Courtney who had came dashing in her arms filled with gauze, but when she saw the figure of a basically naked guy, who she until then had thought was a girl, on the bed it proved to be too much for her. She fainted dead away.

 


End Part 3

(1) A liberty is when the topper, top person stands on one foot on the base, bottom person. Their other foot is bent and the foot is about knee level.

Ok it's done....wheeeee! Umm C&C's are really wanted

Mistress
of
Death

 


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