Title: An Ordinary Tale 2/?
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. This is solely for entertainment purposes. Please don't sue.
Notes: This is a GW/Cinderella fusion.
An Ordinary Tale
Blinking rapidly, hoping his eyes were deceiving him, Odin stared at the evidences proving the contrary to his wishes.
She was a he. She was a young man, not a young woman. A he. He was a HE.
Odin groaned silently, fully believing Fate, Destiny, or whoever was in charge, was sick, sadistic, and out to get him. He must be cursed, he reasoned, it was the only logical explanation. He, whose indifference to the charms of others was almost legendary, had finally found someone who interested him and she ended up being a he. If this was some celestial beings idea of a cosmic joke, he was not laughing.
Still staring at the boy as he dressed, Odin suddenly realized things could turn from awkward to worse if the boy caught him there. Trying to leave the immediate area quickly, the prince did not pay as much attention as he should with his footing. Half way to his horse, he stepped on a twig. Frozen in place, glaring murderously at the offending bit of wood, the prince prayed the boy did not hear him. Whether his prayer was not heard or inconveniently ignored was of little import, what did matter, however, was that the boy did hear the twig snapped and shouted, Whos there?
There were no ifs, ands, or buts about it. He was cursed.
Racking his brain, trying to think of some plausible excuse for his presence there, the prince decided on the truth well half of it anyway. Still hidden amongst the trees, the prince shouted back, Someone who was hoping to find the lake deserted.
A light chuckle filled the air. Well, my antisocial someone, do you mind telling me why you are hiding?
Afraid of how things would turn out if he said yes, Odin opted for evasion. Its not my fault there are trees.
True, agreed the boy, rather amused by the princes answer. But, the boy countered, seeming to be in the mood for a little banter, there are many clearings too, why not step into one of them so that I could see you?
Why would you want to see me? the prince asked, almost afraid of the answer.
Just curious, teased the boy, his voice coming surprisingly too close for the princes comfort.
Feeling cornered and wanting to get away, the prince quickly resumed his trek back to his horse. Finally reaching the clearing where he had tied Wing up, Odin came upon something he had not expected; the mare nuzzling Wing. Taking the mares reins, the prince tried to pull her away from his horse. Before he could get her to take anymore than a few steps, someone tapped him on the shoulder. Turning slowly, dreading whom he will see, the prince came face-to-face with the boy. Leaving so soon? the boy asked with an amused smirk on his face.
The prince, to his great relief, replied in a calmed and cooled voice. Yes.
Looking intently between the prince and the reins in his hands, the boy inquired teasingly, Does your wish for solitude include my horse?
Realizing how it must look like to the boy, the prince dropped the reins and nonchalantly stated his case. I was simply moving her away from my horse.
Uh huh So says the thief after hes caught, quipped the boy with a knowing smile.
Narrowing his eyes, the prince growled, Are you calling me a thief?
The boy shrugged. Are you?
Then no, grinned the boy.
Not sure what to make of the boys playfulness, the prince simply snorted.
Oh, dont be a sourpuss, I was only kidding.
Never liking the idea of being the butt of anyones jokes, the prince just glared at the boy.
Not fazed by the glare, the boy introduced himself. My name is Duo by the way. Whats your name?
Odin simply blinked and stared.
Well? needled the boy.
Oh come on, your name cant be that embarrassing that youre ashamed to tell me it.
Youre being rude, you know that. I told you my name, the least you could do is tell me yours.
Duo narrowed his eyes and growled, Fine. He stalked pass the prince and placed a foot in a stirrup.
Making a quick decision, Odin raised his voice and said, Heero.
Taking his foot off the stirrup and turning back towards the prince, Duo eloquently replied, Huh? Hero?
No. Its Heero, corrected the prince. Gazing upon Duos expectant face, Odin sealed his fate, If you really want a name call me Heero.