Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Inspiration ❯ Of Soap Opera's and Kiddy Cartoons ( Chapter 6 )
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By: ShadeAngel 
When Duo isn't feeling any better the next morning Heero decides to take the man homw with him.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.12.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 543 | Status: Completed
When Duo isn't feeling any better the next morning Heero decides to take the man homw with him.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.12.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 543 | Status: Completed
Inspiration
Part 6
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, don't sue.
Warning: yaoi, swearing, OOC, AU
Description: Duo, a writer in a rut, finds himself some inspiration
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Duo sneezed into the tissue, feeling little better than he had the day before. He looked back up at Heero as he tossed it in the trashcan next to his bed. "I'm fine. I heated up the soup that Heather made yesterday for lunch and I haven't been coughing as badly."
Heero looked at him skeptically. "You don't look any better." Duo sneezed again Heero sighed as he stepped closer to the man. A cool hand was place on Duo's forehead and Heero bit his lip. "I didn't actually check your fever last night, but I doubt it's gotten an better. I think I might better stay here."
"I'm fine," Duo protested feebly, he hated to feel helpless. "I'm not an invalid. I can take care of myself."
"I never said you were. Even I take help when I need it and Heather's always complaining about how stubborn I am."
"But I can take care of myself."
"Don't be so childish," Heero smirked at him. "Besides, you're starting to repeat yourself. I know this'll go away in a couple of days but you might better stay with Heather and I for a little while." Heero sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Heather'd kill me if I didn't at least offer."
"But-"
"I know, I know. You can take care of yourself. I'm beginning to believe you're more stubborn than I am. You're going to come home with me whether you like it or not. Heather and I can't stay here. We have stuff to do at home."
"Humph," Duo glared at him. He watched as Heero stuffed some of his things into a duffle bag and than turned back to him.
"You might want to get dressed for the ride," the other man informed him. "We're having freaky weather, it's snowing."
"It's almost May!" Duo couldn't help but jump out of bed with slight groan and pull open the curtains. As he had been informed, the ground was blanketed by a thick layer of snow and the skies showed no proof of stopping.
"Jeez, looks like I'm not missin' anything out there than."
He turned back to find Heero staring at him with a slightly glazed expression. "Hey, Heero, what's up?"
The other man blinked at him and than began to blush heatedly. "You might want to put on some clothes."
Duo looked down at himself and realized that he was only wearing a pair of silk boxers and a white T-shirt. "Oops, forgot I wasn't wearin' any real clothes." He threw on threw on a pair of jeans as fast as his aching limbs would let him.
He picked up the disk his work was saved on and his laptop as they were leaving the apartment. He noticed this strange looks Heero kept throwing him as they climbed into the other mans car. If he didn't know any better he'd swear Heero was checking him out.
But of course, how likely was that? They'd met each other no more than five times over the last few weeks and Heero hadn't really seemed interested in him. He was friendly. Well as friendly as the stoic man ever got. But that didn't mean anything. There were many people who were friendly to him and most were just trying to suck up to him because of who he was. Of course he didn't think that that was what Heero was doing, but he couldn't figure out what the story behind the other was. He wanted to know why Heero was doing all of this. He knew that Heather was part of it but that wasn't the entire reason. Why should Heero order him to come home with him if he wasn't concerned as well?
He shook his head and stared out at the falling snow. His mind was much to muddled by his fever to be thinking about something that serious. He'd need to sit down while he was well again. Besides, while he was staying at the Yuy residence he'd be able to figure out just what it was that Heero felt for him.
They rode in silence, Duo much too caught up in his thoughts and Heero obviously in a world of his own as he continued to steal glances at his companion.
Heero pulled up into the driveway of a small home, a fair sized yard in front. It was more quaint than anything else. A little on the aged side, but well taken care of. It was red brick with white trim, a few shrubs planted around the windows. Duo had to assume that they had been put there before the two siblings had moved in.
"Nice place," Duo mumbled as he climbed out of the car, pulling his jacket about him.
Heero shrugged. "It does its purpose. It was about all I could afford after college. It just never occurred after I had to money to buy something bigger."
"I like it," Duo told him. "It's homey."
Heero nodded while he unlocked the door. He stepped aside to let Duo in first and than walked inside himself, closing the door behind him. He flicked a switch and the hallway was filled with light. "You can use the guest room downstairs. Heather and I have rooms upstairs. There's only one bathroom, which is upstairs. My office is pretty much just a corner of a living room, so if you need anything while I'm working I'll be in there. But if you're anything like Heather I'm guessing you're going to want to watch TV while you're sick so you could probably just pull out a blanket and lay down on the couch."
There was an archway on either side of the hall. The right leading to the living room and the left leading to the kitchen. At the end of the hall was a door that Duo guessed was the guest room and a set of stairs. Heero carried his things to the guest room and Duo trailed along behind him.
"Thanks," he said. "I probably will end up on the couch. I hate being bored and anything I type will hafta be re-written. My minds a bit muddled right now."
Heero nodded again and pulled a comforter out of the closet and than pulled the pillow off the bed. "Why don't you just come out now?"
"'Kay," Duo was feeling slightly uncomfortable with the situation. And from what he could tell so was Heero. Duo's mind kept shouting that he was alone with the man that he had been dreaming about for the past month, and of course with the 'flu, his logic was totally screwy. Finally he just sighed and made his way to the living room behind Heero. If he were to get physical with Heero the other was liable to catch the 'flu from him.
Heero handed him the remote before turning to his computer and Duo made himself comfortable. He lay out on the couch, the blankets held up to his neck, only a small opening for the remote to poke out of. He began to surf and ended up stopping on some soap opera. There was nothing on but that and a few cheesy talk shows.
He watched as a skinny brunette balled about her fiancé leaving her because she had slept with the dude's stepfather and was now pregnant. He hated these characters. The ones that cried about everything just because they could do it better than any of the other actors. But in every show there was one. It was all very predictable. There were two characters with amnesia. One was married and the other who was dating her fiancés brother, but couldn't remember much about her fiancé. There was also a bit of supernatural in it. A witch with a boy who had been a doll and a zombie who was made to look like this other character. There was the evil lady who was making everyone's lives miserable. If you were to off this lady, most of the things that went wrong in the show probably never would have happened.
Duo had to wonder who came up with this stuff and why they were paid for it. It was way over used and everything was so drawn out. He could probably watch the show a month from now and they'd still be playing out the same scene.
'Ah, well,' he thought restlessly. 'They'll be playing the kiddy cartoons soon. Anything is better than this stuff...'
As the show ended he flicked to another channel finding and staying on a children's channel. It was 3 o'clock and Heather would be getting home soon. Classes ended at 3:25 and it should only take the girl about ten minutes to walk from the school to her home. Of course if she didn't end up going to his apartment to check on him first...
"Hey, Heero? Do you think your sister'll go to my place first?"
"No," came the response, the taping of the keys never ceasing. "I e-mailed her when we got home. She always checks her e-mail before leaving the school in case I need anything."
"Oh... Nice little system ya got there. Wish we'd had e-mail when I was a kid. Mum always used to make me call before I went over to a friends or to the arcade. If not I was grounded."
"Hn"
Duo couldn't help but snicker. It was a response that he had always used with Odin. It was one of the pilot's trademarks. People used it really frequently in fan fiction, he'd noticed. It was kind of creepy just how much the dark haired man was like the stoic Wing pilot from his books. Like he had actually based the character on the young man.
"What?" Heero asked.
"You're so much like Odin it's funny. You've been helping me with my writer's block. All I hafta do is stay with you for a little while and you give me major ideas."
"Ah."
There he went again. Those monosyllable answers. If it weren't so damned funny Duo would probably be annoyed by it. He buried his face in the blanket, muffling the sound of his laughing.
He took a peak and saw that Heero was rolling his eyes. Which sent him into another fit of laughter.
Heero glared at him. "I'm glad you find me amusing, because I'm getting about ready to come over there and knock some sense into you whether you're sick or not. I do have work to do you know."
"Sorry," Duo's eyes were still sparkling with his laughter. "I'm just bored. I don't know what I ever did without your sister to liven up my life. I used to go days without leavin' my apartment."
"Yeah, well, could you keep it do-?"
Heero was cut off by the sound of the front door being flung open and that slammed shut. "Heero! Duo! I'm home!"
Duo felt his head start to throb at the loud noise. Things had been relatively quiet that afternoon. Maybe it was better to be bored than to have a huge headache.
"Wanna keep it down please?" he grimaced as he placed a hand to his temple.
Heather rushed in, her jacket dusted with snow. "Sorry, Du-chan. Didn't mean to be so loud. It's habit."
Duo nodded. "'S alright. I'll be fine. So, how was your day at school?"
Heather's dark eyebrows practically shot up to her hairline as she snickered quietly. "You sound like you're my mother. 'How was your day, dear?'"
"That's not how a meant it," he grouched back. "I'm just bored and I'd actually like to know."
"So, 'nii-chan didn't find a way to amuse you? Didn't figure he would. He's always been a wet blanket. I bet he gave you the remote and sat down at his computer. He probably hasn't even said a thing to you since you got here."
"Actually you interrupted us," he informed her. "He was tellin' me to 'keep it down', I believe."
Heather laughed. "Sounds about the only thing he'd say. That or 'omae o kurosu'. That's Japenese for-"
"I will kill you. I know. I spent a year in Japan during college. It was a student program. The only language class I ever really liked was Japanese so when the program became available my teacher sent me off."
"Really? " Heather was surprised. "I should've realized that. I was always using terms and you never once looked confused. It just never clicked. Anyway, I should go get changed," she gestured at her uniform. "This isn't the most comfortable thing I've ever worn, ya know."
Without waiting for an answer she ran up the stairs, raven hair flying out behind her. Duo war surprised to see the girls hair down. Usually it was done in a neat ponytail or braid. She looked more like she belonged to her personality with her hair down. All wild and free. Than he thought a moment. Her cheeks had been flushed as well, and not just from the cold, either.
His face lit up into a grin. "Hey, Hee-chan. I think your sisters gotta a boyfriend."
The man's Prussian eyes grew to the size of saucers. "NANI?!"
TBC....
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Shade: Finally finished this chapter. The parts are going to start coming out slower. Lost a lot of ideas in this one and I've got almost ten other fics brewing in my warped mind. I kinda like the ending to this. Can anyone guess what soap opera Duo was watching. My mums hooked on it so I get stuck watchin' it. Now I'm just gonna save and go save and go to bed. I'm gonna go buy FFVII tomorrow during lunch. I have VIII. My birthdays in three days! I'm gonna go get my license. Watch out pedestrians!
Part 6
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, don't sue.
Warning: yaoi, swearing, OOC, AU
Description: Duo, a writer in a rut, finds himself some inspiration
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Duo sneezed into the tissue, feeling little better than he had the day before. He looked back up at Heero as he tossed it in the trashcan next to his bed. "I'm fine. I heated up the soup that Heather made yesterday for lunch and I haven't been coughing as badly."
Heero looked at him skeptically. "You don't look any better." Duo sneezed again Heero sighed as he stepped closer to the man. A cool hand was place on Duo's forehead and Heero bit his lip. "I didn't actually check your fever last night, but I doubt it's gotten an better. I think I might better stay here."
"I'm fine," Duo protested feebly, he hated to feel helpless. "I'm not an invalid. I can take care of myself."
"I never said you were. Even I take help when I need it and Heather's always complaining about how stubborn I am."
"But I can take care of myself."
"Don't be so childish," Heero smirked at him. "Besides, you're starting to repeat yourself. I know this'll go away in a couple of days but you might better stay with Heather and I for a little while." Heero sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Heather'd kill me if I didn't at least offer."
"But-"
"I know, I know. You can take care of yourself. I'm beginning to believe you're more stubborn than I am. You're going to come home with me whether you like it or not. Heather and I can't stay here. We have stuff to do at home."
"Humph," Duo glared at him. He watched as Heero stuffed some of his things into a duffle bag and than turned back to him.
"You might want to get dressed for the ride," the other man informed him. "We're having freaky weather, it's snowing."
"It's almost May!" Duo couldn't help but jump out of bed with slight groan and pull open the curtains. As he had been informed, the ground was blanketed by a thick layer of snow and the skies showed no proof of stopping.
"Jeez, looks like I'm not missin' anything out there than."
He turned back to find Heero staring at him with a slightly glazed expression. "Hey, Heero, what's up?"
The other man blinked at him and than began to blush heatedly. "You might want to put on some clothes."
Duo looked down at himself and realized that he was only wearing a pair of silk boxers and a white T-shirt. "Oops, forgot I wasn't wearin' any real clothes." He threw on threw on a pair of jeans as fast as his aching limbs would let him.
He picked up the disk his work was saved on and his laptop as they were leaving the apartment. He noticed this strange looks Heero kept throwing him as they climbed into the other mans car. If he didn't know any better he'd swear Heero was checking him out.
But of course, how likely was that? They'd met each other no more than five times over the last few weeks and Heero hadn't really seemed interested in him. He was friendly. Well as friendly as the stoic man ever got. But that didn't mean anything. There were many people who were friendly to him and most were just trying to suck up to him because of who he was. Of course he didn't think that that was what Heero was doing, but he couldn't figure out what the story behind the other was. He wanted to know why Heero was doing all of this. He knew that Heather was part of it but that wasn't the entire reason. Why should Heero order him to come home with him if he wasn't concerned as well?
He shook his head and stared out at the falling snow. His mind was much to muddled by his fever to be thinking about something that serious. He'd need to sit down while he was well again. Besides, while he was staying at the Yuy residence he'd be able to figure out just what it was that Heero felt for him.
They rode in silence, Duo much too caught up in his thoughts and Heero obviously in a world of his own as he continued to steal glances at his companion.
Heero pulled up into the driveway of a small home, a fair sized yard in front. It was more quaint than anything else. A little on the aged side, but well taken care of. It was red brick with white trim, a few shrubs planted around the windows. Duo had to assume that they had been put there before the two siblings had moved in.
"Nice place," Duo mumbled as he climbed out of the car, pulling his jacket about him.
Heero shrugged. "It does its purpose. It was about all I could afford after college. It just never occurred after I had to money to buy something bigger."
"I like it," Duo told him. "It's homey."
Heero nodded while he unlocked the door. He stepped aside to let Duo in first and than walked inside himself, closing the door behind him. He flicked a switch and the hallway was filled with light. "You can use the guest room downstairs. Heather and I have rooms upstairs. There's only one bathroom, which is upstairs. My office is pretty much just a corner of a living room, so if you need anything while I'm working I'll be in there. But if you're anything like Heather I'm guessing you're going to want to watch TV while you're sick so you could probably just pull out a blanket and lay down on the couch."
There was an archway on either side of the hall. The right leading to the living room and the left leading to the kitchen. At the end of the hall was a door that Duo guessed was the guest room and a set of stairs. Heero carried his things to the guest room and Duo trailed along behind him.
"Thanks," he said. "I probably will end up on the couch. I hate being bored and anything I type will hafta be re-written. My minds a bit muddled right now."
Heero nodded again and pulled a comforter out of the closet and than pulled the pillow off the bed. "Why don't you just come out now?"
"'Kay," Duo was feeling slightly uncomfortable with the situation. And from what he could tell so was Heero. Duo's mind kept shouting that he was alone with the man that he had been dreaming about for the past month, and of course with the 'flu, his logic was totally screwy. Finally he just sighed and made his way to the living room behind Heero. If he were to get physical with Heero the other was liable to catch the 'flu from him.
Heero handed him the remote before turning to his computer and Duo made himself comfortable. He lay out on the couch, the blankets held up to his neck, only a small opening for the remote to poke out of. He began to surf and ended up stopping on some soap opera. There was nothing on but that and a few cheesy talk shows.
He watched as a skinny brunette balled about her fiancé leaving her because she had slept with the dude's stepfather and was now pregnant. He hated these characters. The ones that cried about everything just because they could do it better than any of the other actors. But in every show there was one. It was all very predictable. There were two characters with amnesia. One was married and the other who was dating her fiancés brother, but couldn't remember much about her fiancé. There was also a bit of supernatural in it. A witch with a boy who had been a doll and a zombie who was made to look like this other character. There was the evil lady who was making everyone's lives miserable. If you were to off this lady, most of the things that went wrong in the show probably never would have happened.
Duo had to wonder who came up with this stuff and why they were paid for it. It was way over used and everything was so drawn out. He could probably watch the show a month from now and they'd still be playing out the same scene.
'Ah, well,' he thought restlessly. 'They'll be playing the kiddy cartoons soon. Anything is better than this stuff...'
As the show ended he flicked to another channel finding and staying on a children's channel. It was 3 o'clock and Heather would be getting home soon. Classes ended at 3:25 and it should only take the girl about ten minutes to walk from the school to her home. Of course if she didn't end up going to his apartment to check on him first...
"Hey, Heero? Do you think your sister'll go to my place first?"
"No," came the response, the taping of the keys never ceasing. "I e-mailed her when we got home. She always checks her e-mail before leaving the school in case I need anything."
"Oh... Nice little system ya got there. Wish we'd had e-mail when I was a kid. Mum always used to make me call before I went over to a friends or to the arcade. If not I was grounded."
"Hn"
Duo couldn't help but snicker. It was a response that he had always used with Odin. It was one of the pilot's trademarks. People used it really frequently in fan fiction, he'd noticed. It was kind of creepy just how much the dark haired man was like the stoic Wing pilot from his books. Like he had actually based the character on the young man.
"What?" Heero asked.
"You're so much like Odin it's funny. You've been helping me with my writer's block. All I hafta do is stay with you for a little while and you give me major ideas."
"Ah."
There he went again. Those monosyllable answers. If it weren't so damned funny Duo would probably be annoyed by it. He buried his face in the blanket, muffling the sound of his laughing.
He took a peak and saw that Heero was rolling his eyes. Which sent him into another fit of laughter.
Heero glared at him. "I'm glad you find me amusing, because I'm getting about ready to come over there and knock some sense into you whether you're sick or not. I do have work to do you know."
"Sorry," Duo's eyes were still sparkling with his laughter. "I'm just bored. I don't know what I ever did without your sister to liven up my life. I used to go days without leavin' my apartment."
"Yeah, well, could you keep it do-?"
Heero was cut off by the sound of the front door being flung open and that slammed shut. "Heero! Duo! I'm home!"
Duo felt his head start to throb at the loud noise. Things had been relatively quiet that afternoon. Maybe it was better to be bored than to have a huge headache.
"Wanna keep it down please?" he grimaced as he placed a hand to his temple.
Heather rushed in, her jacket dusted with snow. "Sorry, Du-chan. Didn't mean to be so loud. It's habit."
Duo nodded. "'S alright. I'll be fine. So, how was your day at school?"
Heather's dark eyebrows practically shot up to her hairline as she snickered quietly. "You sound like you're my mother. 'How was your day, dear?'"
"That's not how a meant it," he grouched back. "I'm just bored and I'd actually like to know."
"So, 'nii-chan didn't find a way to amuse you? Didn't figure he would. He's always been a wet blanket. I bet he gave you the remote and sat down at his computer. He probably hasn't even said a thing to you since you got here."
"Actually you interrupted us," he informed her. "He was tellin' me to 'keep it down', I believe."
Heather laughed. "Sounds about the only thing he'd say. That or 'omae o kurosu'. That's Japenese for-"
"I will kill you. I know. I spent a year in Japan during college. It was a student program. The only language class I ever really liked was Japanese so when the program became available my teacher sent me off."
"Really? " Heather was surprised. "I should've realized that. I was always using terms and you never once looked confused. It just never clicked. Anyway, I should go get changed," she gestured at her uniform. "This isn't the most comfortable thing I've ever worn, ya know."
Without waiting for an answer she ran up the stairs, raven hair flying out behind her. Duo war surprised to see the girls hair down. Usually it was done in a neat ponytail or braid. She looked more like she belonged to her personality with her hair down. All wild and free. Than he thought a moment. Her cheeks had been flushed as well, and not just from the cold, either.
His face lit up into a grin. "Hey, Hee-chan. I think your sisters gotta a boyfriend."
The man's Prussian eyes grew to the size of saucers. "NANI?!"
TBC....
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Shade: Finally finished this chapter. The parts are going to start coming out slower. Lost a lot of ideas in this one and I've got almost ten other fics brewing in my warped mind. I kinda like the ending to this. Can anyone guess what soap opera Duo was watching. My mums hooked on it so I get stuck watchin' it. Now I'm just gonna save and go save and go to bed. I'm gonna go buy FFVII tomorrow during lunch. I have VIII. My birthdays in three days! I'm gonna go get my license. Watch out pedestrians!