School Mates 2
By: Kandy Girl

• Eahhh! I made it all the way to the second part! Hope you liked the first one.
• Rights reserved to the real owners of Gundam Wing. Creator, and Company that bought it.

Over classroom 1-1

Quatre is sitting on his desk. His blue sky eyes set on the teacher, but his mind, set on those cobalt eyes that kill. He wonder who was that boy... Heero Yuy... What he wanted... Was he... Was he... Mr. Raberba?

Quatre snapped out of his thoughts.

"Mr. Raberba? Mr. Raberba!" the teacher called on an annoying nasal voice.

"Huh?" Quatre look up confuse.

The teacher was standing, looking at him with a gesture of disapprove and with hands on waist.

"Are you in this class, Mr. Raberba? Or are you wondering in Mars?"

Everyone laugh. Quatre look down at his book.

"Gomen Nasai." he apologize blushed. He was so embarrassed.

The door opens and a teacher walk in. He walk towards the teacher and told her something that the classmates couldn't hear. When he was done, he walked out the room.

"All right, people," the teacher return to her class." It's times to go."

Everyone quickly reach for their bags.

"BUT!!!" yelled the teacher, and everyone practically froze. "Before you go, the principal wanted to ask you, that, if you know who broke the bell, tell a teacher. Sometimes we don't want to say it, but we know who did something that is bad cause that person is a friend of us, but we gotta do the right thing, and it isn't always what we want to do." The teacher took out from no where a whole speech about doing the right thing and all that stuff.

Quatre turn his eyes and whimper as he couldn't stand another minute more in that room!

Outside, Duo walk happily. There's no better part of the school day than when it is over.

"Ah! Finally! I though I'd die on that place! Boy that Philosophy teacher was booooring!" Duo exclaim to himself, though, he said it out loud.

He then made plans for the rest of the day as he made his way to the bus stop. Suddenly, and apparently, with no reason, the braided boy stop.

"Well, well, well... Is this my lucky day or what?" Duo look up with a grin on his face as his violet eyes set on the cobalt eyed boy.

Heero was making line to get in the bus. He could had gotten a motorcycle or a car, but the instructions of Dr. J were clear... He was suppose to be a normal student. From all the missions Heero had accepted, being a student of High School was the most difficult. No soldiers compare to the noisy and annoying high school girls, no arms could match to the teachers, and no tough system could stand against how tough life is on High School, specially if you are one name more on the lists.

The braided boy made his way through the crowd. He was on his way to that stony cold new boy. Since he saw him, he knew there was something on him... I mean, it's impossible to ignore Heero. He's no just another face in the crowd... There's something, and Duo didn't knew what... BESIDES! Totally beside the fact that he was surely not an ordinary boy. Shinigami was almost sure that Heero was one of two... An agent or his target.

When he finally made it to Heero, he push the boy enough to make the cobalt eyed pilot turn to look back.

"Oh. Sorry, it is just that they... Heero? Is it you?" Now, THIS was to give Duo the OSCAR for best actor.

"Hn." was the only thing that Heero said. He wasn't a secret agent and a trained soldier for nothing and he could practically read Duo's mind... That was just a cheap attempt to talk to him.

"So... " as much as Duo knew Heero (witch was just minutes), the braided boy knew that Heero wouldn't talk unless it was for his own interests, no matter if the human kind depended on it. So, that left the chestnut haired boy with the job of building some kind of conversation. "how was your day?"

Heero didn't bother to answer.

"Great! I'm glad it was that interesting!" Duo exclaim sarcastically. "I don't think my day was that exciting... " He look down hurted, but after 5 seconds (Heero counted), he return to his happy Duo tone. " But what the heck, I'll tell you what happen... You see, I was at Biology class and... "

Heero curse in his thoughts this mission. Now, he was definitely sure... NONE of his other missions, not even fighting against Oz, compared to this having-to-pass-like-a-normal-student thing... No. Heero mentally corrected... Nothing compared to Duo Maxwell. Heero wished he didn't had to be a normal high school boy so he could just take out his gun, put it in Duo's throat and ask him to SHUT UP!

On the bathroom.

Quatre was washing his face. He tried to shake that cobalt eyed boy off his head.

"Is he... my target?" (Tun tun tun!!!!<--- Music of movies, when they say some kind of revelation <--- I know this us suppose to be a serious fic but I just couldn't helped it! Gomen Nasai!) Quatre get more water in his hands and pull it toward his face.

With his face all wet, water falling down his cheeks and chin, he look at himself back at the mirror. "Or... an enemy."

The simple idea scared him. The blond Arabian attended to the mission with one plan. Localize the target and... exterminate it. He didn't planned to fight... he didn't wanted to do it.

Quatre was walking out of the room. He mind so full, like a glass already fill and they still pour water on it. Thoughts fall off his over saturated head. He open the door, wanting nothing but leave, and heard a "thump!" sound. Did he just hit someone?

Quatre open slowly the door, trying to see the person he just hit, everything he saw were two emerald. A gasp escape from his mouth... It took a short while to Quatre to get himself together again and have back his talk.

"Ah... Oh... Eh... " of course, it was still a little clumsy. "I'm sorry." Quatre apologize and turn around. "Oh! I should just die!"

The blond gasp out loud as he realize he just said that out loud.

"It's OK." a calmed voice came from behind. Quatre turn around and saw the tall boy.

The Arabian felt almost unable to believe the moment. He tried to say something, but was afraid that his clumsy mouth would fail him again, so he just smile.

The taller boy smile back, and then start to leave. Quatre look at him and realize how life gives so few opportunities, and, that is he let this chance go away, he might never ever have one until... a lot of time!

"Eh... er... " again that clumsiness. Quatre curse in his mind his mouth.

Though "Eh... er..." wasn't his name, the green eyed boy turn around and look at Quatre.

Quatre look up and again smile. He knew he had smile too much bit he had to do something!

"What... what's your name?" he finally manage to say. His mind was happy. It was about time!

The taller boy look pensive and hesitating. Quatre wonder if he had done something wrong. And answer told him that he didn't.

"Trowa... Trowa Barton." he said.

The blond Arab smile happily. He quickly offer his hand.

"My name is Quatre Raberba Winner... Nice to meet you!"

Trowa accepted the greeting and gave his hand to shake. Quatre looked pleased.

At the bus.

Heero wonder what had Duo had for lunch... A parrot? The braided boy hadn't stop talking since they were in the line. He felt he was going to get a head ache... and having the talkative boy sat on his side didn't helped at all!

"So I said... No way! and he said... Yes way!... and I was like... No way!... But he was like... Yes way!... So I told him." Duo was interrupted by Heero.

"Let me guess..." Heero said. "You said 'No Way'."

Duo looked surprised.

"How do you know?!" asked a startled Shinigami.

Heero rest his back on the seat from his tiring straight position and sigh.

"So... Where you come from, Hee-chan... Can I call you Hee-chan?" Duo's violet eyes look like the one of a 4 year old kid.

Without taking the eyes off the front seat, Heero answer, "Where I come from s not you business and "No", you can't call me Hee-chan."

"Aw! Come on, Hee-chaaan, tell me!" Duo protested. "All right... let me guess... You're NOT from this country... I mean, I would totally recognize an American and you aren't one..."

"Hn."

"You must be from a cold country... Russia?"

Heero turn to the window.

"Nop... Not Russia... You can't be from Europe, or I'm wrong?"

Heero didn't bother to even look at Duo.

"Gosh! If isn't Russia... Then..." Duo grin. He decided that it was time to stop the game. "A colony?"

Heero quickly turn and look at Duo. The boy grin at him with the victory on hands.

"I'm right, huh?" Duo said.

Heero recover his cool. "No. I'm from Japan. It's an island... "

"Wow, wow, wow! I just wanted to know from were you were, not the whole story about your country!" Duo smile with disbelief. From where did that dude come from! "I know where is Japan... I'm not as stupid as I look!"

"Hn. " the expression sounded unusual from the cobalt eyed boy. More like a cold expression of dislike or no care, it was some kind of mockery... It was something like "Those were your words, not mine"

Duo smiled pleased. He thought that trying to get more in touch with the tan skinned boy would be hopeless, but just when he was planning on giving up, the cobalt eyed boy show a sign that prove that, below that cold, frown face, was a person... with a weird sense of humor.

"Ah! You think I'm stupid, don't ya?"

Heero smile. "You just said it."

Heero stand up and walk to the bus's door. His laptop, below his arm. The bus stop, and he walk off the vehicle. After the boy was off the bus, the conductor drive away. Duo look at the window and saw Heero walking away. He was still startled. Did Heero just... smiled????

At the school's main entrance.

Quatre and Trowa are standing facing each other.

"So... You take the bus?" Quatre asked. His cute curious blue eyes look at Trowa.

The blond was more than pleased with his luck and his self. He didn't just got the chance to talk to the boy with the most beautiful eyes he'd seen, but he got to meet him and shake the clumsiness that was killing him.

"No... I actually go walking... I live nearby." answer Trowa.

"Really? Where?" Quatre blush as he realize he was a little too excited that words came by themselves out of his mouth.

"Oh. Like 3, 4 blocks up." Trowa explain.

A huge man walk toward the boys.

"Master..." the man was about to say something.

Quatre turn and look at the man, hoping for him to say other thing.

"I mean... boy Quatre, the limo... em... car is... here." the man had a little trouble

Quatre look at Trowa and then at the man. He smile.

"Thank you, UNCLE Rashid... I'll be there in no time." Quatre's eyes told the man to just... Go away!

Quatre's "uncle" got the picture and leave for "the car". Quatre quickly turn smiling at Trowa.

"So... We'll be seeing tomorrow, Trowa." Quatre look hopefully at the taller boy.

"Sure." Trowa answer.

Quatre felt like jumping... Now that he got a hold of Trowa, he wouldn't let him go away Ever!<--- Talking about people obsessed with their "loves at fist sight".

"OK! Then... Bye!" Quatre started walking away, still looking at Trowa and smiling.

We can't blame the blond Arabian. Trowa was showing his best face. A smiling Trowa saying "good bye", he just looked sooo cute! Because he wasn't paying attention to the way, Quatre almost bump against the gate.

"Ooooh! Why am I cursed with such disgraaace!" Quatre exclaim embarrassed with a sweatdrop over his head.

Near there.

Wu Fei was looking at the blond boy. He chuckle at the clumsiness of the boy. The Chinese boy turn and look at the taller pilot.

"There you are, Trowa Barton." he smile. "I'm sure you're my target."

Trowa, who was looking at Quatre and his "accident", felt someone looking at him. He turn and saw the Chinese boy resting his back on the gate. Trowa turn away and made his way home.

At a guest house.

Trowa arrive. A woman on an apron.

"Trowa... The meal is ready, are you going to eat?" The woman shake the cooking spoon as she talk.

Trowa move his head saying "No". Then walk upstairs. The woman move her head in disagreement.

"This young man... He's so silent... Hope the new boy will cheer him up."

The door open and the woman turn around.

"There you are!... Welcome to this guest house... I'm the owner, Mrs. Cook. Make this house, your house." the woman welcome the new guest. (who will the mysterious guest be????)

On his room.

Trowa walk in. He throw the satchel on the bed. He, then, walk to the computer on a wood desk. He turn it on and, while the computer was starting, he took off the uniform's shirt, remaining on underwear shirt,

"Insert Password, please." the computer asked, and showed a square to type a word.

Trowa reach for the keyboard and type something.

"Thank you... The passwords is... correct." the computer again spoke. (No! It's not a magic computer or something... It just got a program in witch the computer can say some sentences, that's all!)<--- Isn't it ironic? The computer talks more than the owner.

The screen show a program. Trowa click over a file. On the file, a shadow show.

"Trowa... " the shadow was suppose to be talking. " Remember to update your communicator and send your report."

The taller boy took off his watch (that, if you remember, was a communicator) and reach for a strange instrument that was connected to the computer. On the mechanism were cables. He connect the cables to the watch.

"Starting... Update." he computer... not the shadow... said.

On the screen appear a square filling up. Trowa watch patiently and silently as the square filled.

"Update... complete" the computer inform as soon as the square was already filled up.

Trowa disconnect the watch and then click on a icon with a strange symbol. He started working on the computer until he end up preparing his report.

After a while of writing, the taller pilot stop and frown. He just wrote... "I met an angel." He quickly erase the word, but couldn't erase Quatre's beautiful smile.

Over Heero's apartment.

Heero is sitting in the floor. There are many pictures around him, but there are 3 separated from the others. The pictures are of Quatre, Wu Fei and Trowa. Suddenly, the phone starts ringing. Hero reach for his gun and point at it, but then realize he just couldn't do that, so he just reach for the phone and answer it.

"Yes?" Heero's voice, as cold and monotone as always.

"Hee-chan?... Guess what! I got your number." Duo's sooo different from Heero's voice was came out of the phone. Heero regret having not shooted at the phone.

"You're kidding." Heero said on a sarcastic monotone voice.

"No! Really!!!... Anyway, aren't you glad to hear me???"

"No. How did you got my phone?"

"I can't tell you! It's like those magic secrets that the magician can't say cause then they won't have any magic at all!"

Heero points his head with the gun. He recognized that it had been HIS mistake cause he was the one who asked and now, Duo was giving a whole speech about the magicians that included his infance with magicians and the effect they got in people.

"Duo... Duo." Heero interrupted as he felt a headache coming.

Duo stop talking. "Yes??"

"Why did you called me?" Heero has always been a firm dude who just goes to the point.

"Well... To be honest... I don't know." Duo, found himself with no words. (Oh. My God! The world is going to eeend!!!Noooo!!)

Heero look down. The pictures of ever kid in school around him (yes, there were A LOT). He pass his hand through the photos, looking carefully at each one.

"I just... " Duo finally spoke. "I guess I just wanted to talk to you."

"Talk to me?" Heero question. Why would anyone talk to him, after all, he was a cold rude guy.

"Come on, Hee-chan... Don't tell me you don't know why?" Duo's voice as happy as always. " Everyone wants to know you... They all want to see the real Heero Yuy... The person hidden behind that hard shell."

Heero was looking at a photo, but then throw it away.

"This is Heero Yuy. A high school student of school XXX ( I know! I still haven't come up with a good name!), class 1-5. That's all you and anyone else need to know... There's no one hidden behind a shell." Heero replied.

"If you say so... " Duo sigh. " Hey, so, what are you doing, anyway?"

Heero look around. "Just... doing my homework."

"Ah! I bet you must be the most intelligent kid on class." Duo chuckle as he could practically see Heero answering his exam with no hesitation.

Heero turn his eyes. "Let's just say... I'm the best in my field."

"Really?... What could that subject be... Computing, Physics, Math.?"

Heero smile. "You will never guess it."

"Oh. Well... That's ok. Anyway, it's cool that you are smart... I'm good for nothing... Well... Except for 2 or 3 things." Duo comment.

"Let me guess... Talking?"

"One thing is related with that."

"What could the other things be... I can't picture you good for something."

"Thanks a lot!" Duo laugh. "Anyway, remember how you told me that I would never guess what was you field? Well... Now you are the one who will never guess in what I'm good." Duo add.

Heero reach for a photo. He look at it. "Maybe not now... But I think I got a clue."

Duo grin. "Really? I doubt it."

The cobalt eyed boy lift the picture. It was Duo's. "Let's just say... You do more than just kill the time."

"H... Huh?" the braided boy sounded a little startled. "Excuse me... I... I didn't get it."

Heero place the photo down. He then turn off the phone. "Yes you did."

On his apartment.

Duo is still holding the phone near his ear.

"Hee-chan?... Heero!" Duo put down the phone. He look up and smile. "So you got the picture Heero... Good. This will only make the game more exciting."

Duo look down to his desk. There, he had a photo of Heero and a lot of information about him printed. Duo had highlighted a world ... Orphan.

Over Trowa's room.

Someone knock at the door. The taller pilot was still working on his computer.

"Trowa??? Trowa, are you there?" Mrs. Cook asked from the other side of the door.

The thin boy walk to the door and open it. He look down at the shorter woman. She had some laundry on her hands.

"Hi, Trowa... I brought you your laundry."

Trowa pick the laundry, and, when he look up, something surprise him. A Chinese boy was standing on the open door of a room. It was the same boy he saw after school.

Mrs. Cook turn and realize Trowa was looking at the Chinese boy.

"Oh. So you notice him! He's new here, his name is Wu Fei Chang... He comes all the way from China." the woman turn back to Trowa. "I hope you two get along... You are a good boy Trowa, and you need company, someone of your age to talk to."

Trowa just nod and leave for his room. The woman turn back to look at Wu Fei, but the Chinese boy was gone.

This is all FOR NOW... I would like to dedicate this fic to Nanashi who ask me to continue... I'm sorry, Nanashi if I took so long, hope you like this second part! Anyway! E-mail me! Your comments and suggestions make this fic possible!

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