11-16-2001

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Title: When All The Laughter Dies In Sorrow 3/?

Author: KwyckSylver mailto:kwycksylver@aol.com

Warnings: AU and will eventually lead to lemons, angst, danger, betrayal and other good things. Heero is a bit OOC for now but give the poor guy a break.

Pairings: 1x2 eventually - well actually 1x2x1 - after all Heero's a late bloomer and needs some lessons.

Rating: This chapter is rated R for language but the fic is NC-17 overall.

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The Setup: The Allied Earth Nations and the United Lagrange Colonies have bitterly disputed for years over the rich resources found in the asteroid belt. Private corporations have been disrupting and sabotaging the mining operations of their competitors to the point that a cold war has broken out between the two governments. The Colonial Parliament fears the disputes will escalate to a declared war unless they can find a way to cripple Earth's space and military capabilities. Loyal Colonists have quietly infiltrated Earth as fifth columnists. They live the lives of normal citizens while trying to slow down Earth's industrial machine through sabotage and direct attacks. They could be your neighbors, your bosses, or your friends. The Oz Specials, the branch of the military in charge of Earth's security, has had no luck in tracking them down. Until now.

~*~

When All The Laughter Dies In Sorrow 3/?

 

Heero spit foam and bubbles until he couldn't spit any more, then let the cool clear water from the shower head fill his mouth, rinsing it clean of soap.

"Heero, what the hell are you doing?"

He jumped at the sound of the coach's voice, and wondered how long he'd been standing there. Heero hadn't heard a sound he had been so intent with washing off any remnants of Duo's kiss. But even after gargling, he still couldn't get the taste of him out of his mouth.

"That stupid freak kissed me Wufei," Heero growled, "throw me off the team if you have to, cause there's no fucking way I want him anywhere near me."

"Come to my office, we need to talk" Coach Chang said, ignoring Heero's comments.

Heero nodded reluctantly as he turned off the water.

~*~

"Duo! Wait up!" Relena called out as she ran to catch up with him, "are you ok? Let me see your face."

Duo stopped to wait for her, "I'm fine, it's not that big a deal."

"Not that big a deal?! I saw what he did, that was mean and deliberate and he could have hurt you," Relena pulled Duo's face to the side, allowing herself a better look at the abrasion on his cheek, "it's still oozing. Come on, you're going to the nurse's office."

"Relena I'm fine, really, don't worry about it. I'm thinking of grabbing some breakfast before the first bell. Wanna join me?"

"At least let her put some antiseptic on it," Relena persisted.

"If it starts to bother me, I promise I'll go. Ok?" Duo answered.

"Ok," Relena sighed.

"Good, last one there has to buy," Duo began to sprint towards the cafeteria door.

Relena giggled and started running behind him. "First one takes her place!" she yelled.

~*~

"So, Wufei, what is it you want to talk about? Not Maxwell, I hope." Heero said.

"Heero, I shouldn't have to remind you to call me Coach Chang while we are at school."

"But there's no one else here . . .ok, ok I won't," Heero reacted when Wufei cocked an eyebrow, " . . .well?"

"And yes, we need to talk about Maxwell," Wufei said, " . . . don't give me that look."

"I can't help it, he annoys the hell out of me. He's . . . he's . . ." Heero struggled for the right words.

"He's what?"

"He's irritating, obnoxious and he's just . . . weird. You know, that whole blowing me kisses thing," Heero leaned over, getting closer to the coach, "And this morning in the shower . . ."

"Heero, just shut up and listen a moment. Understand that I'm not talking to you as coach to student right now. Do you remember when I told him I had seen him play before? That I had gone to one of his games with a college coach?" Wufei asked.

"Yes . . ."

"That was not exactly the truth, I did seen him play but I had gone to the game with his father."

"But he didn't . . ." Heero started saying.

"That's because I never met Duo, his father didn't want me to" the coach interrupted, "Frank Maxwell is one of us."

"Wouldn't that mean he is too?" Heero asked.

"No," Coach Chang shook his head, "unlike you, Duo was born on Earth. His parents wanted him to have a normal life plus they felt it was too risky for him to know at too young an age who they really were. Small children have a habit of saying things they shouldn't. I'm sure you've noticed Duo does not have a tattoo."

"No, I hadn't noticed . . ." Heero said dryly, "so what is it you're trying to say?"

"I don't know why Duo has moved here. If his father was being relocated by us, I would know. So I took a look at his transfer papers and the information he gave the school. He did list his father's occupation as a recycling engineer and that he travels a lot. This is true. What isn't true is he also put down he has an older step-brother."

"Duo has no siblings. His mother died a few years ago and Frank has never remarried. I've put in some inquiries about Frank. No one has seen or heard from him."

"We need to know what's going on. I want you to find out why Duo is here and where Frank is. The two of you not getting along has worked in our favor. I'm just being the coach making two team mates learn to get along. I don't care what your personal feelings about him are, you are going to become his best friend."

~*~

"I think I know why I've instinctively avoided breakfast at school," Duo grumbled as he looked at the grayish yellow glob on his plate. Two limp strips of mystery meat lay next to it. He took a bite and began to chew, making a face as he did. This stuff sure didn't taste like scrambled eggs and bacon.

"Don't say I didn't warn you," Relena laughed, "always stick with the cinnamon rolls."

"I'll remember that next time," he said pushing the tray away from him, "at least the toast looks and smells like toast. Um, do you mind if I ask you a question?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"Has Heero always been a jerk?"

Instead of laughing, Relena's look turned serious and sad. "No, he used to be very nice. His parents were killed in a freak car accident about six months ago. He's been angry and bitter ever since."

Duo's smile slowly disappeared, "Aw hell, I thought he was just an egotistical asshole and here I've been doing everything I could think of to piss him off."

"Duo you didn't know, so don't worry about it. We've all been so sympathetic that we've been excusing his behavior, instead of calling him on it. I don't even think he realizes how he's been acting. Maybe you are his wake up call."

"I guess I should apologize and offer my sympathies since I now know."

"Don't. He doesn't like anyone talking about it, except maybe Coach Chang. He's the only one Heero has been close to since it happened. I think he's the executor of their estate, or something like that. I do know that Heero was only allowed to stay in the house while he was still underage because the coach agreed to be his legal guardian until he turned eighteen."

"So Heero lives by himself? Duo asked.

"Um hum," she answered as she finished off the last of her orange juice.

"Interesting . . . that should make things a little easier," Duo thought.

The first bell rang, ending their conversation. They cleaned their trash off the table and walked out of the cafeteria into the hallway.

"See you at lunch?" Relena asked.

"Yeah, and we'll be having someone else joining us," Duo answered.

"Who?"

"Heero, I'll explain later," Duo grinned at the surprised look on Relena's face as they went their separate ways.

~*~

"Coach, the bell rang, can I go now?" Heero asked, hoping to escape before Coach Chang came up with any more ideas.

"Go ahead and go to class. Just remember, today you start sitting with him at lunch. I'm going to the office and getting your schedules changed. This evening, my house for homework after practice. I'll give them to you then."

"Yes sir," Heero sighed and picked up his backpack to leave.

"Cheer up, it's an easy assignment for a change, a piece of cake," Wufei said.

"Maybe for you," Heero thought, giving the coach a half hearted nod of his head as walked towards the door.

~*~

The lunch bell rang and Heero moaned as he left the classroom and walked towards the cafeteria. He was not looking forward to having lunch with Duo Maxwell. How Wufei expected him to get close to the other boy was beyond him.

Heero entered the cafeteria and stood in line instead of cutting through like he usually did. The longer it took him to get his lunch, the less time he'd have to sit with Duo, mission or not.

Duo watched as Heero stood at the end of the line. He grinned and whispered in Relena's ear. Giggling, she passed on what Duo had said and it went down the line. One by one, those who were ahead of Heero got out of queue then took their respective places behind him, moving him up until he was standing behind Duo.

"Well hello, H-e-e-ro. The cold shower helped I see," Duo smirked, looking down at Heero's pants.

"You're really asking for it," Heero hissed under his breath.

"And what is it I'm asking for?" Duo asked.

"You're gonna get my tongue shoved down your throat," Heero growled, "if you don't shut up."

Dead silence broke into a wave of giggles and snickers that washed over the line. Heero began to blush a bright red from head to toe and beat a hasty exit from the cafeteria.

He just realized what he'd said.

 

TBC