Part 3
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"So who's your roomate Wufei?"Quatre asked as he, Wufei, and Alex walked to the room Alex shared with Trowa.
"They haven't arrived yet I don't think,"he replied.
"Well you can visit me and Trowa if the loneliness starts to get to you,"Alex offered politely.
"Loneliness only effects the weak,"Wufei said.
"Loneliness effects everybody,"Alex argued. "Whether they are aware of it or not." Wufei remained silent, by the look on his face he was contemplating Alex's remark.
'Wow,'Quatre thought. 'She's not afraid of Wufei. I wonder what will happen when she meets Heero.' Finally reaching Alex's room door, they all walked in. At the exact same time Alex closed the front door, Trowa stepped out of the bathroom. (Author's Note: Quite a coincidence no? Bwahahahaha!)
Trowa had just stepped out the shower. His hair was soaking wet and his bangs were plastered over his forehead, concealing his left eye. He was naked except for a towel tied loosely around his waist. Quatre uttered a kind of squeak as he gazed at Trowa's sleak, muscled, wet chest. 'Damn all towels!'Quatre thought angrily. Trowa's eyes (well actually just the right one) opened wide in surprise at the little parties unexpected arrival. Alex covered her mouth with her hand to conceal her smile, and Wufei uttered a sort of snort as he held back his laughter. Alex decided to help Trowa. She picked up his napsack and handed it to him. Trowa thankfully accepted it and slowly backed up into the bathroom.
"Quatre, you're drooling,"Wufei said as soon as Trowa had closed the bathroom door. Quatre was still watching the door, silently pleading in his mind for Trowa to walk back out without the towel. Alex looked at Quatre. He looked like a lovesick puppy.
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"Duo what are you doing?"Quatre asked as he walked into the dorm room they shared. Duo was pulling the sheets off of his bed and placing them into a laundry basket.
"First night here and I already have to wash the sheets,"Duo replied. Quatre blushed.
"Already!"he exclaimed. "We've only been here for a few hours." Duo giggled.
"Well you'll see how it is when you and Trowa get together."
"What!"Quatre cried, turning redder. Duo looked at Quatre slyly as he walked out of the room, holding the laundry basket in the crook of his right arm.
Duo walked down the hallway smiling to himself, but as he turned a corner he crashed right into Wufei. The basket landed with a soft thud as it hit the thick carpet, spilling it's contents.
"Uh sorry,"Wufei stammered.
"It's ok,"Duo said with a comforting smile. Wufei, despite himself, began to blush so he bent down and turned the basket rightside up. Duo bent down next to him, collecting the sheets, and putting them back into the basket. As he did this Wufei watched him almost hypnotically as Duo's braid swung back and forth as he leaned over to grab a blanket. "So did you meet your roomate yet?he asked.
"No not yet,"Wufei answered. He was sweating slightly, nervous from being so close to Duo. "So what's with the sheets?"
"Oh....well heero gave me a little surprise visit awhile ago,"he explained as he grabbed the basket and stood up. A look of hurt spread across Wufei's face but he quickly replaced it with a look of indifference.
"I see,"he replied in monotone as he too stood up and began to walk away.
"Wait!"Duo shouted. "Where's the Laundry Room?" But Wufei had already turned down another hallway, and dissapeared from view. 'I wonder what got into him,'Duo thought as he went off in search of the Laundry Room.
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"Umm Trowa,"Alex asked nervously as she stepped out of the bathroom.
"Hnn?"Trowa muttered from his bed where he lay reading a book. He looked up slowly to meet Alex's gaze. She was wearing a pair of plaid boxers and a black sports bra and nothing else. Trowa nearly jumped. She had a towel draped casually around her shoulders, and her hair hung long and wet down her back. Trowa was determined to keep a straight face as he looked up at her. Although her hair was somewhat tangled she still looked utterly adorable.
"Umm....do you think you could....possibly....brush my hair for me?"she asked smiling hopefully, as she waved her hairbrush she was holding in her hand. Trowa was surprised by her query but agreed to it anyway.
She sat down indian style in front of him on the bed, while he knelt down behind her. He began to brush her hair. "Ouch! Not so rough,"she cried out. "You're gonna pull all my hair out."
"Sorry. I've never done this before,"Trowa muttered, his face flushing slightly.
"It's alright. Start at the bottom and work your way up." Trowa obeyed. "I always had to remind Drake of that,"she said laughing softly. "But now I guess I'm gonna have to bug you about brushing my hair from now on. My hair's so long it's nearly impossible for me to brush it myself."
"Who's Drake?"Trowa asked. Alex turned around to face him and looked a little startled. "oh! That's right. You didn't meet Drake earlier did you?" Trowa just looked at her blankly. "He was that sour-faced boy I was with this morning when we first met,"she explained.
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Heero sat at one of the desks in his dorm, typing away at the keyboard of his portable laptop. He had been in his dorm since he had left Duo's a few hours earlier. When he first entered his room there were some suitcases thrown on the bed closest to the door. Heero had already unpacked his things long ago. He stopped typing and looked at the suitcase and began to wonder who his roomate was.
'I should have made plans before so that me and Duo could be roomates,'Heero thought regrettably. Suddenly the door to the room opened and in stepped a boy. The same boy, unknown to Heero, who was with Alex that morning. Heero stared at him. The boy was around the same height as Quatre, and looked about sixteen. The boy had surprisingly white hair. But strangest of all was the boy's eyes. They were gold in color. Seriously gold. 'They have to be contacts,'Heero thought. the boy shot a look of disinterest at Heero as he closed the door behind him. The boy wore a traditional Japanese schoolboy uniform. (The kind that's black.) It was also the same kind Heero had recieved from the University officials.The boys were to wear those uniforms everyday while the girls were to wear the usual sailor type schoolgirl uniform. Heero was surprised to see the boy had already changed into the school uniform.
The boy walked over to his preselected bed and began to unpack his items. Heero stared as the boy began to place his clothes into dresser drawers, only shooting a bored glance at Heero every now and then. When the boy had finished he sat down on the edge of his bed and stared back at him. Heero seemed almost entranced by the boy's golden eyes.
"My name's Heero,"he whispered breaking out of the trance. He was mildly surprised by his own soft tone. The boy didn't reply. He just looked back at Heero, and narrowed his eyes angrily at him. Heero returned the look before turning back around and returning his attention to his laptop.
'So that's the famous Heero Yuy eh?'Drake (the boy) thought. 'He doesn't look so tough. This may be easier then I thought.'
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The End
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