29 Sep 2001
Anthy suggested writing a 30 minute fic... so I did... this one was 21 minutes... hehe... I got the idea from hanging around the band at school this afternoon/evening... Anthy told me to post it or send it to someone... Hana told me to post it... so here it is...
Warnings/Catagories: AU, OOC (IC for the AU, OOC for GW, capiche?), double entendres, age changes, PWP, short
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. Damn.
Feedback: Hell yea!
Notes: I'm lazy.
Duo licked at his reed, softening the stiff piece of wood. Heero groaned from his place in the drum line. The braided freshman had no clue how arousing the simple act of wetting his reed was. Heero sighed as the teacher climbed the podeum at the front of the room and tapped his stand for attention.
Duo quickly placed the reed in the clip and tightened the brads, then tested his clarinet for tone once, twice then settled and looked at the director.
"Today, we are going to work on getting the pep band music down pat," the little woman in her mid 50s said, bouncing on her toes enthusiastically.
"Mrs. Crunk?" one of the tubas called out, rasing his hand to get the instructor's attention. "Can we break into sectionals and work that way? Then combine to practice the pieces as a whole?"
"No..." the round woman replied, wrinkling her nose in disgust. The former band director might have done that, but most bands worked better if they put the music together first then broke into sections to practice and perfect. "I'm going to pair you off in twos... Listen up... Bob, you and Anna work together... Quatre and Trowa... Dorothy and Len.... Heero works with Duo..." The blond girl, Relena, whined and looked longingly at the dark haired senior. "Zechs and Noin... and Thomas and Micheal. Go to the practice rooms and work out the kinks in your music."
Heero almost smiled when the slim sophomore slipped his way toward the drum line...
"Hi..." Duo chirped, smiling at him.
"Hey," Heero breathed. "Let's go."
Duo nodded and followed. 'Oh gods, he's hot... but Len's got it bad for him and he's, with my luck, straight as a ruler...'
In the practice room (AN: these rooms are almost sound proof by the way), Heero set his large base drum down and turned to look at the smaller boy. "Ok... I basically keep beat... so..."
"Hehe, mine's not too hard... I think I've actually got it all down..."
Heero nodded. "Let's practice a bit, shall we?" He tapped out three beats on the rim of his drum then started the beat. Duo followed, melodiously and flawlessly chirping out the melody on his sweetly tuned clarinet. Once they'd finished the piece, Heero smiled. "That was good..."
"Thank you," Duo replied, blushing.
"Would you like to beat my drum?" Heero said, without thinking.
"Huh?" Duo asked, blinking at the blue eyed boy.
"Um.. I asked if you would like to hold my stick... Um, that came out wrong... I meant, if I could toot your horn... er..." Heero tried frantically to find the phrase that would not turn hentai on him... his face grew redder with every misstep.
Duo was blinking owlishly. Could Heero like him? Want him? Masaka!! I couldn't be... his luck didn't run that high. "Heero?"
The blue eyes turned to gaze into violet.
"Do you like me?" A nod. "Really?" Another nod. "You're not lying right?"
"Yes I like you alright!" Heero bit out, face red with embarrasment.
"Why are you blushing?" Duo asked him curiously.
"Because you probably think I'm wrong and sick and never want to talk to me again..."
"Why wouldn't I? I like you too."
Heero blinked, then looked at the boy. "You like me? You like me like me?"
Duo nodded, smiling warmly at the other boy. "Hai, sempai, I like you like you."
Heero's face slowly returned to normal tan and he smiled devilishly at the younger boy. "So.... do you wanna beat my drum? Hold my stick? Lick my rim?" [1]
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[1] Kyle told me this one last year... he said that's what it's called, by some drummers, when you tap/hit the rim of the drum...
(:./willow/beatdrum)
