Dear Sister Helen,I came to Japan to go to school and to have a better life. I guess this is the life of a streetrat. After that accident in America, I lost everything including you and Father Maxwell. But believe me Sister, everything that happened in America lives in my hair and the gold cross Father Maxwell gave me. I had not lost my hope in finding a person that would care about me. Even though you are dead, I feel that you're always with me. If I cook, you'd be cooking with me. If I cry, you'd give me a hug. Don't worry Sister. I know you're next to me all the time. It's not bad in Japan at all. People are nice to me. I even made a new friend. His name is Heero. But Sister, I have a new problem. When I first met Heero, I felt an electric surge go through me. I don't know what it means. I can't help but stare at his deep cobalt blue eyes. I feel as if I'm drowning in an ocean. Sister, please help me conquer this invasion.
Duo let out a sigh and fell asleep under the stars.
Observation:
A new student named Duo from America sits next to me. He is pretty good
looking. His gold cross looked sacred. His overgrown bangs and waist-long
braid goes well with his violet eyes. Sister Helen and Father Maxwell took
an important role in his life. They are dead, but he thinks they are with
him all the time. He has messed up past and is kind of mental. The class
objective this year is to try to make his life miserable. He smiles all the
time no matter what but I know that it's a perfect mask like mine. But the
smiles he showed me were real. My heart may be frozen but I do know when a
person cares about others. For my new mission, I will try to protect this
baka without being classified as a traitor of the class. He baked good
cookies.
Heero shut his "daily mission observation" notebook and put it away in his top-secret bulletproof safe.
Another day, another chaos, sang in the teacher's brain. I hate this fucking class! Let Relena take care of this class with her little goons. I need a vacation. Look at me; I am stuck with some immature high school morons.They could all go to hell! She did not care about her students at all. She sighed in relief. It was lunch break. No one will bother her. She continued to read, "Once I was Beautiful" while Duo was being chased by a mob of people in the courtyard.
[ Duo's P.O.V]
"Wah!" Why are they waving those huge sticks I only see in the movies at me?
"Stop right there, Yankee and face the justice!" Relena's little goon Wufei squawked as he threw rocks at me.
Yeah right. If I stop now, I'll probably be killed! I don't think I'm that stupid. Oh somebody help me! Why are they doing this to me? Sister, why did you have to go? Father, please come back from wherever you are and calm them down? Heero.I flinched as I ran. Heero?
Why did his name come up in my mind? I remembered. From the first they I met him, I had a weird feeling. I didn't know what it was but whenever I saw him, my heart would pound and my head would get all airy. Everyday, my life was getting worse. Usually when I was in trouble, I would cry out the name of those who are dead but now, I think about Heero.
This shouldn't be happening but it was and I couldn't do anything about it. I tripped on a wire; they must have planted it from the other side. The spikes from the wires ripped my skin and blood squirted out. I ignored the pain and continued to run. When will they stop?
This was going on for months! Relena lunged at my legs like a hungry panther with a dagger. The blade sank deeply in sigh as I yelped in pain. I kicked her hand instinctually and scrambled back to my feet and ran with my braid clutched in my bloody hand. They also had scissors with them. I could not even stop to take that fucking dagger Relena had planted in my leg. I cursed at my self for not having any courage to hit a girl. Anything but my hair and my cross!
"Stop! I commend you to stop!" Relena shrieked.
What the fuck!? Does that bitch think that she's the queen of the world or something? I was losing my strength. I was too losing to much blood and my visions were going in and out. If I run more than five minutes from now, I'll simply collapse.
The participants in the race of "cut Duo's braid" increased every time I looked back. Those scissors looked so deadly. They were gaining on me and I could not run anymore. I could not get caught. I just couldn't.
Suddenly someone grabbed my wrist from the side and stuffed me down the oversize trashcan. It was Heero.
NanashiNana
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