Dare to Be Different

Title: Dare to be Different
Author: Gwynn
Disclaimer: I dis-claim GW! See? Disclaimer... dis-claim... get it? *sighs*
Warnings: Language, jerks
Pairings: Eh...
Note: Started school wednesday. 'Nuff said.
Summary: In a world where people want to fit in, five boys dare to be different.

"Hey, look over there?" whispered one girl, pointing at a boy. The other girl looked over.

"Who?"

"See him, the one with the braid? He's so cute!"

"Bet he's gay," said a guy, grumbling.

"No way! If anyone's gay, it's the blond. He even looks like a girl."

"What about the guy with the blue eyes. He's a total retard, can't even answer when someone talks to him."

"The guy with the bang too. I'm amazed he doesn't poke an eye out."

"And the fuckin' chink, thinks he's better than everyone else[1]."

"What a bunch of freaks!" The rest of the group agreed and they split up after school to continue on with their little lives.


Wufei picked up the last piece of garbage and brushed a stray hair out of his eyes. He straightened and placed it in a can, satisfied that he'd done his duty, no matter how much fun the duty was.

'Nature's precious,' thought Wufei, bending down to stroke the silky green grass of the school lawn. He patted it affectionately and turned away, catching sight of a boy, more than likely a school athlete or a 'jock' as Duo put it.

"Hello, may I help you?" Wufei asked politely. The guy gave him a look.

"You talkin' to me?" he demanded.

"Yes," Wufei said simply.

"Why are you doing that?"

"Doing what?"

"Pickin' up trash and stuff."

"Because it benefits Nature. Nature is important."

"It's a lawn," pointed out the boy.

"It's part of nature," said Wufei. "It's alive."

"No one else would do that."

"I'm different from everyone else," Wufei said, walking away.


People cheered as Lacrosse[2] player 04 smashed his way through the defense of the other team and scooped the ball, tossing it into the goal, seconds before the game ended. 04's team had won 10-4, half the goals merited to 04.

04 jogged over to the bench and one of the cheerleaders went to meet him, wanting to know who it was. She was shocked to see it was the blond boy from earlier. He shook the sweat from his pale forelock, and poured water over his face.

Quatre saw the shocked look on her face and chucked. He set down the bottle and grabbed a towel.

"Can I help you?" he said, startling the girl.

"What? Oh, yeah, um, how did you do that?"

"What, play? Oh, I just did what comes naturally I guess. I like Lacrosse, it's fun."

"But you look so..." 'gay'.

"Like a wimp? People aren't always what they seem."

"You're... weird," she said finally.

"No, I'm different," Quatre said.


The library was quiet, except for the two people sitting together at one of the tables, pouring over books.

A girl walked in, intending to study for her algebra test, which was the next day. She saw the 'retard', the monkey guy who never talked[3]. He was helping a mousy student who could have been blown away with a single gust of wind.

"Like, what are you doing?"

"Studying," said the Jap boy. He hadn't looked up from his book.

"It talks," said the girl, feeling brilliant.

"Of course 'it' does," said Heero, now getting irritated.

"Well, I thought you were simple, you don't talk normally."

"I talk when the person merits response. I feel annoyed that you chose to presume that there was something wrong with me simply because I didn't wish to speak. It is an insult and I expect an apology from you immediately." Heero looked up, intense cobalt blue eyes boring into her.

"Freak," was her brilliant response. Heero grunted and picked up his books and left.

"I'll see you later Inji," Heero said. Inji nodded and then turned to glare at the girl.

"I hope you're happy. He's the nicest person you could ever meet and you had to be mean. I'm glad he's different. Different from people like you!"


He saw Duo helping kids down from the carousel and started forward. He was intent on seeing what the school fag was up to now.

He halted suddenly when a little boy went up to Duo and pulled on his pant leg.

"Duo-oh," said the little boy. Duo immediately looked down and picked up the boy.

"What is it, Jamie?"

"I love you Duo. You's so nice to me. I wish my daddy was like you. I wish he was different." Jamie looked a little teary.

"Don't feel sad kiddo, here, I brought you something." Duo seemed to pull a small stuffed toy out of the boy's ear.

"Wow! A new Theo! And it's green!" said the boy, hugging the toy bear.

"What will you call this one?" Duo asked.

"Deathscythe! Like that cool Gundam that got all blowed up by OZ! OZ is nasty, the pilots are awesome!" Duo smiled a little sadly.

"How about Solo?" The boy considered and finally nodded.

"Why did you do that?" the guy asked after Jamie left.

"Because he shouldn't always be reminded of the war. Those pilots knew that they would never survive. He should be happy."

"You're different from anyone I know."

"I know. It's good to be different."


Trowa helped the last girl flip, guiding her so she could do it on her own next time.

A girl was just about to start on the nonparallel bars. She watched the tall banged boy nod as she talked enthusiastically at him and gave him a quick hug, then scampered off.

After taking a quick look around, he launched into a gymnastics routine that could have won a gold metal in any event.

He rolled to a controlled stop, breathing evenly.

"Why don't you join the team if you're so good?" she asked after a moment.

"Because if I help people, I will be doing so much more than by just competing."

"No one thinks like you do," she said finally.

"I'm different.

End

1. chink= derogatory term for a person of Chinese descent. Told you I knew 'em...
2. Lacrosse was Canada's old national sport. It's ten times more violent than hockey. I don't know much about it. PS: My locker's 004, and it was the last one left in my section! Weird, neh?
3. monkey= one of the derogatory terms for a person of Japanese descent, damn, aren't people nasty!

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