25-Jun-2000
Here is the next part of Video Boys. ::grin:: Yes,
may the torment of Heero and Trowa BEGIN!
Heero: Torment?
Pern: yes. Don't worry about it. Duo and Quatre get
tormented later.
Heero: Hn.
Trowa: Aa.
Pern: ::sweatdrop:: On to the fic.
Warnings: slight OOC and mild yaoi (eventually)
Disclaimer: GW and Video Girl Ai are not mine, never
will be and I'm not making money off of this.
Heero and Trowa walked home in silence. Each was still angered by the appearance of Duo and Quatre. As they opened the front door, they could smell something cooking.
"I mean he'd probably freeze again." Duo exclaimed. Trowa stopped when he heard the unfamiliar voice. Heero narrowed his eyes and strode through the open door heading for the kitchen.
"You're probably right." Quatre said. Heero halted mid-stride. He didn't recognize that voice. Trowa on the other hand was heading past him. Both boys entered the kitchen at the same time to find Quatre stirring a pot on the stove and Duo with his head down on the table. Heero and Trowa just stared.
"And you know they're still mad at us for showing up today." Duo mumbled.
"At least we got information. They can't complete their missions without it." Quatre told him. He glanced over at the cookbook and then added some salt. "And we can't complete our missions unless they complete theirs." They were totally oblivious to the two brothers standing in the doorway. Heero wanted to strangle Duo. Trowa recovering first coughed. Quatre looked up.
"Oh, welcome home Trowa." He said smiling. "This must be your brother Heero." Heero was still staring at Duo, who was now staring back. "This is Heero's friend Duo Maxwell." Quatre continued introducing Duo.
Trowa nodded, then looked at his brother. Duo got up out of the chair and came over to shake Trowa's hand firmly.
"Duo Maxwell, Instructor of the Heart. Quatre tells me that you have a similar mission to Heero's." Trowa didn't blink. He wasn't sure of what to make of this.
"Heero, did you rent a tape from OZ rentals by any chance?" he asked slowly.
"Hai, how did you know?"
"Lucky guess." Trowa replied. He sighed and stared at what he was sure were two video boys. "Did you have problems with your VCR too?"
"Hai." Heero suddenly realized where this was going and focused his attention on Quatre. "He came out of your video." He pointed indicating Quatre. Trowa nodded. "Now what are we going to do?"
"I don't know." Trowa answered watching Duo lean over Quatre to study the cookbook. "I really don't know."
Heero sat down at his computer. Dinner hadn't been at all as he'd expected. Normally, when they were home, he and Trowa would each fix their own dinner. Then they'd eat in silence, do the dishes and go to their rooms. With Duo and Quatre, there had actually been conversation at the table. Unfortunately, that meant Heero had to reply whenever he was addressed.
Duo had dominated most of the dialogue, with Quatre adding his two cents here and there. Even Trowa had spoken occasionally. To Heero that was somewhat of a miracle because, like himself, Trowa rarely spoke unless he had something to say. For a moment Heero leaned back in the chair. He closed his eyes and wondered what it would have been like if he and Trowa chatted with the ease Duo and Quatre did.
Someone knocked on his door. Heero opened one eye. "Hai." He demanded, his voice held its normal cold tone.
"Um, Heero-kun." Quatre opened the door a bit. "Is it all right if I talk to you?" Heero grunted and leaned forward, resting his elbows on the still turned off computer.
"Hn." He said. Quatre took it as a "yes" and came in. He walked over and sat himself on the edge of Heero's neatly made bed.
"Heero-kun. I wanted to ask you something." Not receiving an answer either positive or negative, he continued. "How often do you and Trowa perform missions for these scientists?" There was a moment of silence before Heero answered.
"We've been working for them since we were eight. Originally, we simply helped out with experiments or would plant bugs in boardrooms. Our father is an associate of theirs and doesn't mind if they use us."
"That sounds terrible." Quatre muttered, his eyes softened, as he looked saddened.
"I doesn't matter. Trowa and I were orphans until our parents adopted us."
"Still your parents should have given you better lives."
"We have lives."
"Yes, you do, but not the kind that are full of love. You and Trowa barely speak to each other and your parents are in, what? Mongolia? That is no kind of life. Both of you deserve more than living from mission to mission, barely knowing the person who is supposed to be your brother."
"I know what I need to about Trowa." Heero stated growing bored with the way this was turning out. Quatre was Trowa's problem, not his. He shouldn't have to deal with this video boy, just his own.
"I bet you've never had a close relationship in your life." Quatre snapped, growing angry. "If you had, you wouldn't need Duo to help you get Relena to go on a date with you! If you can't have a relationship with your own brother, how do you expect to have a romantic relationship with Relena! It'll take more effort than you're dishing out right now to have a date with her!"
With that, Quatre stood and stormed out of Heero's room. Thumping up the stairs to Trowa's room, he thought better and turned to the guestroom. He threw open the door and slammed it behind him.
"Baka." Growled Quatre as he thought about Trowa and Heero. "They'll never get it!" Suddenly his temperature dropped from boiling mad to ice cold fear. "What am I doing? I don't get mad. I'm a Video Boy. We're supposed to be kind, friendly and uplifting. I was." he gasped in horror. He wandered over to one of the twin beds in the room and collapsed on it. He'd just made another discovery. "That VCR has screwed with my personality too. I have to warn Duo."
Duo stalked into the guestroom that he and Quatre were sharing only to come face to face with a very frightened Quatre.
"What's wrong?" he asked immediately.
"I.I got angry at Heero when I asked about him and Trowa." His voice was void of emotion. "Video Boys don't get angry."
"Well, you're not the only one cranked off right now." Duo growled.
"Duo!" Quatre cried coming off the bed and grabbing Duo by the shirt. "We DON'T GET ANGRY! We're not supposed to! But I did and so did you. Our tapes, something happened when we came out of them."
"Whoa! Settle down. I know. God I know. Quatre, we're both in serious trouble here. I know I'm doing things I normally don't do." Duo said in an attempt to calm his friend down. He'd already realized he was different than what he was normally, but he didn't have the same fear Quatre had. "Listen, I've.I've gotten angry too. I was talking with Trowa and found out he and Heero barely know each other." Duo prayed that the change in subject would help. Quatre slowly released Duo's shirt.
"Same here." He moved back to the bed. "What are we going to do? They can't date these girls if they can't even communicate with each other." Duo sat down next to him.
"Then we'll just have to do something about that won't we?"
"Yeah. But what?"
"I don't know. Maybe we should continue having meals together. Make them talk more. I mean I can't do all the talking."
"You weren't."
"All right, you and me do all the talking. So let's get up early and make them breakfast."
"Sounds good and after that we'll call the florist." Duo looked puzzled.
"The florist, why?" he asked. Quatre smiled.
"We need to get the ball rolling for those two. I've got Dorothy's favorite flower and address." Duo grinned.
"I've got Relena's. Let's do it!"
"YES!"
End Part 6
~Tigress Pern
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