15-Jun-2000
::waves:: Okay, for everyone who wanted it, here is the next part. ^_^ Just so you know, I'm leaving for a couple days so I won't be able to post the next part until Sunday. I hope everyone can wait that long. ::Is sucked back into lurkdom::
Warnings: Slight OOC, mild yaoi (eventually)
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. Any of it.
*sigh*
"You're not taking notes." Duo complained as he sat in Heero's computer chair, backwards. "How are you going to commit the pick up lines to memory if you don't write them down?" He flopped forward, resting his chin on the back of the chair.
"I don't need to take notes." Heero told him flatly. He was staring at Duo intently trying not to think about how the young man had entered his home. If he kept his mind off the fact that Duo was a character on an instructional video, it was easier to accept that he was sitting in that chair. Duo frowned.
"Okay, fine. If you screw up it won't be my fault."
"I won't fail in my mission." Heero stated.
"Fine. Your mission, as I understand it, is to get this girl named Relena Darlian to go out with you so this Dr. J person and his associates can get some grant money. The Darlian's are one of two main benefactors to this research project and if you get the daughter to like you, she'll influence the father." Duo said in a bored tone. He dropped his arms down, letting them hang limp at his sides. "I think that is the stupidest thing I've ever heard of."
"I don't question the reasoning behind this mission. I have accepted it and will not fail."
"Okay, okay. Geeze! Listen, why don't we do a little role-playing. I'll be Relena and you attempt to ask me out." Heero nodded. Duo sat up and crossed his arms across his chest. His good mood from earlier returning. "All right. Pick me up!"
Heero got up from the bed. As he walked towards Duo he suddenly felt his stomach knot up. What was wrong with him? All he had to do was repeat some of the silly lines Duo had taught him, right? That was easy enough, so why did he have this mounting feeling of dread. The short distance between him and Duo suddenly became miles. Heero swallowed and shoved all thoughts aside, except for the list of pick up lines he'd memorized. Here went nothing and everything.
"Hey baby, what's your sign?" Heero said blandly.
Duo rolled his eyes.
"Stop." He said. Heero stared at him in puzzlement.
"Excuse me?"
"You asked what's my sign and I replied, stop. It's a bit of a joke. You have to be prepared for rejection." Then Duo frowned and got up from the chair. "You didn't do that right."
"I said what you told me to."
"It's not what you said, but HOW you said it. You need to be more, um, perky? You know, up beat, chipper."
"I don't do chipper." Heero stated glaring at him. Duo chuckled nervously.
"I can see that now. I'll have to think of better lines. Or maybe it would be better if you didn't talk to her at all. How is your poetry?"
Heero clamped his hand over Duo's mouth. Duo tried to continue talking, but Heero held his index finger to his lips, signaling for silence. The braided video boy relented. There was a knock at Heero's door.
"Hai." He called out, a bit louder than he'd meant.
"Heero, I'm back. I have a mission that requires me to be home for a few weeks." Trowa said from the other side of the door.
"So do I." Heero answered. Every muscle in his body remained tense for the next few minutes as Heero waited to see if Trowa would talk more. He didn't. That was to be expected though. Heero slowly removed his hand from Duo's mouth.
"Who was that?" Duo asked when at last he could speak.
"My brother." "Your brother? How old?"
"We're the same age."
"Twins?"
"Adopted."
"Oh."
"I don't want him to learn about you. As long as he's in the house, remain quiet and in my room. It could jeopardize my mission if you leave." Duo nodded understanding. The fewer people who knew about him, the better.
"I guess this concludes our lessons for today." Duo commented. Heero nodded and slipped over to the door to check to see if Trowa was about. He wasn't.
"I'm going to the kitchen. Stay here." With that, he crept out into the hallway, shutting the door behind him. Duo flopped down on Heero's bed and glanced over at the TV. The counter on the clock read that his tape had been playing for twenty-seven minutes and fourteen seconds. He only had 167 hours, 32 minutes and 46 seconds left. Not a lot of time to accomplish what he had been asked to do. He lay down and stared at the ceiling.
"This is going to be one tough assignment."
Trowa hung his coat in the closet. The tape lay on a pillow of his bed still in its case. Glancing over at his clock, he decided that it was too close to dinner to start watching the tape now. Instead he sat down at his computer and called up his email. There were three messages from various teachers. One stating that there was to be an exam on Monday and the other two were just announcements. School was going to be hell tomorrow, especially after being gone for a mission. He turned off the computer and went to dig out a history book from under his bed. Might as well start studying for the test.
Presently Heero knocked on his door.
"Hai." Trowa said. Heero opened it slowly and stood in the doorway. Trowa looked up from his book.
"Heero?"
"I'm going out for a while." Heero said. "I should be gone only two hours." Trowa nodded. That was fine with him. That meant he could watch the video without having to worry about Heero walking in on him. Not that he was really all that concerned about it, but the thought of having to watch a "how to" video on dating didn't thrill him. Heero left closing the door. Trowa returned to his studies. Something caught his attention. It sounded like Heero snarling at someone, but there was no one in the house except them. He thought he heard someone "eep", but dismissed it as the house making noises again. With Heero gone and his studies completed for the night, Trowa decided it was time to watch the tape. He turned on the power to the VCR and TV. Slipping the tape in, he sat back on his bed to watch. A pleasant looking blond with blue-green eyes and warm smile appeared. Trowa leaned forward as the person spoke.
"Hello, my name is Quatre Raberba Winner. Today I will give you advice on how to properly woo a woman." The person in the screen said. Trowa found a pad of paper and pencil. He waited patiently while Quatre went through the proper ways to greet a woman you wished to court. Writing down everything, Trowa had to stop and hit rewind more than once to make sure he'd gotten it all. While setting it down after he'd rewound nearly to the beginning for the third time, Trowa missed the nightstand and the remote dropped to the floor. It landed right side up. Trowa leaned over to pick it up and the pad of paper slid off his lap and landed on top. He heard a distinct "fitz" sound and glanced over at the TV. The picture was jumping sporadically. With a heavy sigh, he got up and slammed his fist down on the VCR. It worked and the jumping stopped, but only for a moment. Frowning, Trowa decided that he better press stop or else the tape would be ruined. He really didn't want to pay the fine for a damaged tape. Sparks snapped at his finger as he pressed the button. Leaping back, Trowa noticed that the TV had begun to glow oddly. The next moment would always remain hazy in his mind. But the end result was the same as Heero's.
Trowa found himself flat out on the floor with another body on top of him. He tried to move, but was pinned unless he could get his arms free and roll the other off of him. In the background he could hear the static on the TV. The other person moved.
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry." A familiar voice apologized. "This has never happened before." Trowa looked up into blue-green eyes. "I'm Quatre Raberba Winner."
End Part 2
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