One quarter of the school year has gone by, and it is now the end of summer. People have long formed their little groups and social rankings identified. The king of nerds was headed by a Chinese boy named Wufei Chang. Surprisingly, nobody dared say a word about him because he was also the master of the school's Kung Fu club. The local hacker and captain of the track team was Heero Yuy. Quiet, authoritative, and solid as steel. The school heartthrob and captain of the gymnastics team was Trowa Barton. Cool hair, nice body, cool attitude to match. And finally, the creme of popularity and SAC president was Duo Maxwell. Hyperactive super long-haired sweetheart that made everyone feel at home. Of couse, this was only the nice side of the school. There are of course, the usual bullies, tough guys, gang members. These people were represented dutifully by a big guy named Butch. Thus made up your normal Kronos High.
Duo: "Bye Sister. I'm off to school!"
Sister Helen: "Duo. Did you remember to bring your lunch?"
Duo: "I'm eating pizza with the guys today." *crashes out the door* "Gotta go! I'm going to be late!"
~Chang Household 7:40~
<<Ding Dong>>
Wufei: "Hold up!" *opens door* "Come on! Let's get a move on!"
Duo: "We haven't got all day you know!"
Meiran: "Okay okay I'm coming!" *grabs keys* "Let's rock!"
~Outside Yuy Household 7:45~
Heero: "Took you guys long enough. I've been waiting here all day."
Meiran: "Well then don't just stand there. Run!!"
~Barton Household 7:55~
Trowa: "Catherine. I told you already. I'm having lunch with the guys, and I'm fairly sure that they won't have enough room left in their stomach for your soup."
Catherine: "Oh come on Trowa. There's always room for soup."
Trowa: *grabs coat* (mumbles) "Not your soup."
<<Ding dong>> <<Klunk>>
Catherine: "Trowa!!! Come back here! You forgot the soup!!"
Oh yes this was your typical day. The infamous five were the best of friends and always picked each other up for school. Also helped that they lived just ten minutes away from each other. And thus, after another 15 minutes of nonstop running, the group finally reached the school. Class started at 8:30 AM sharp. And being the leaders of the school, they of had to set a good example. Heero and Wufei were in class 3D and Trowa, Duo and Meiran were in class 3H. The group would run up to the third floor, then break up to their respective classrooms. This ritual was slightly altered today however, by a much gossiped about event.
Duo: "I'll see you guys in a sec. Gotta high tail to the office."
Heero: "The new student's here huh?"
Wufei: "Want to invite them to lunch with us? As a little welcoming?"
Meiran: "Ha! Why are you being so friendly all of a sudden nerd-boy?"
Wufei: "Did you just call me nerd-boy?"
Trowa: "Christ here we go again." *rolls eyes*
Duo: *laughs* "I'd love to stay and listen to you two squable, but I have a student to welcome. See ya!" *runs to office*
Heero: "Traiter!"
Wufei: "You did not just call me nerd-boy."
Meiran: "Nerd-boy! Nerd-boy! Nerd-boy! Hahahhah!"
Wufei: "Well that's just too bad for you cause you're married to one!"
Heero/Trowa: "Oh brother."
~8:30 3H-Class Start~
Right on time, Professor Lowe with his clean pressed shirt, and perfectly centered tie, straightened his books on the table signalling the class to quiet down. Five minutes later, attendence was finished.
Prof. L: "Good. Everybody's here today. Alright class. I'm sure you've all heard. We have a new student today."
"I hope it's a girl!" "She better be good looking."
"You guys are pigs." "Shut up ugly!"
Prof. L: "Shhhhhh! Settle down now." <<knock knock>> "Yes. Come in Mr. Maxwell."
And thus came in Duo with whom, will soon, turn this entire school upside down. At almost the same height, wearing black plastic pants, black tank top, black denim jacket with matching black fingerless gloves, stood a gorgeous platinum blonde boy, with big aqua eyes, and ivory coloured skin.
Duo: "Everyone. I'd like you all to meet Quatre Raberba Winner. He just transfered here from Vice. Let's give him a warm Kronos welcome and make him feel at home alright?"
<<class applaus>>
Quatre: "........."
Prof. L: "Thank you Mr. Maxwell." *D sits at seat* "So. Mr. Winner. Care to tell us a little about yourself?"
Quatre: "Not really."
Prof. L: "Oh come now. Don't be shy." *pats Q's back* "That's an interesting jacket you have there. What is that, wings on your back?"
Quatre: "......yes."
Prof. L: "Is there any......symbolic meaning to that? Or you just like stuff with wings?....."
Quatre: "........people call me angel."
Prof. L: *smiles* "Well, isn't that nice." *looks back at class* "Hm.....let's see. There's an empty seat over there, right beside Mr. Barton there. If you have any questions I'm sure he'll be happy to help you out. Isn't that right?"
Trowa: "Of course."
Prof. L: "Now Mr. Winner if you'll have a seat we'll get started with today's lesson."
Trowa: "If you're lost, we're on chapter 6 in the history text. Page 273."
Quatre: "..........."
Trowa: "Quatre....?"
Quatre: "I heard."
Slinging his bag onto the floor, the boy now went about placing his books on the desk, or rather, slammng them onto the desk. Professor Lowe even stopped in the middle of his lesson to see what the problem was. But by then, all the books had already been piled on the desk so he returned to the task at hand. If people thought that this was wierd, they had no idea what was about to hit them.
Duo: "Here Quatre. I'd like you to meet some of our friends. This is Heero Yuy and Wufei Chang. Wufei is actually Meiran's husband."
Quatre: "How quaint."
Duo: "You'll be hearing them squable like the old married couple they are. But it's not so bad once you get use to it."
Quatre: "........." *picks at nails*
Duo: "Um.....yeah. So. How are you enjoying your day so far?"
Wufei: "Did Mr. Mac bore you to tears with endless tales of his childhood."
Quatre: "........" *stares straight into W's eyes* "..........."
Meiran: *nudges W* (whispers) "Wierd."
Trowa: "The people here are really friendly. You'll fit in in no time."
Quatre: (softly) "I don't think fit in anywhere." *clears throat* "hm-hn. So what do you people do for entertainment around here?"
Duo: "Well you've come to the right person!" *claps hands together* "We have a ton of clubs ranging from sports to visual arts, debates, music, or you can join the SAC and help plan special events and assemblies..."
Quatre: "Hn. And what are you part of."
Duo: "I'm the current SAC prez. Heero is captain of the track team. Wufei is martial arts instructer. Trowa captain of gymnastics, and Meiran is co-instructer for the martial arts team. Oh. And Trowa is also in the school band."
Quatre: "Really." *turns to T* "What instrument?"
Trowa: "Flute. And you?"
Quatre: *sits back* "Whatever."
Heero: "Meaning....."
Quatre: "Whatever." *looks around cafeteria* 'How's the food in this joint?"
Duo: "It's alright. Although I recommend you stay away from the surprise meatloaf. It's probably left overs from the biology lab. Ha hahahah."
Quatre: "........"
Duo: "Ah he hehe.....ehh...you not laughing. Tough crowd." *takes deep breath*
Meiran: "Finally! I'm starved. Bring it over!"
Duo: "One of the advantages of being prez. Reserved service on Pizza day." *winks*
Quatre: *rolls eyes* "I'm out of here."
Trowa: *catches Q's arm* "Whoa what's the rush? Stay. Sit. Eat. At least have lunch."
Quatre: "Look. It's really nice of you, and it's not that I don't appreciate it and all, but I don't really fit in with people like you."
Heero: "What do you mean people like us?"
Quatre: *lets out breath* "I mean...."
"Eh yo where's my food guy?"
A bunch of boys from the other side, just happened to step in. With their pants hanging halfway down their ass and large sports jerseys, they surrounded the long table which acted as a counter for the SAC pizza venders. Quatre's eyes narrowed.
Wufei: "If you're wondering, that's part of Stacey's crowd. One of the lesser gangs of the school. The big boys follow a guy named Butch. You'll know him when you see him. These guys are just a hassle."
Meiran: "I wouldn't say that. I heard they got initiated into some gang so they think they're so hot now."
"What!? What!? You want to do somethin with me punk!? Yeah Back up! You're invading MY space."
"Yeah you recognize!"
Meiran: "See what I mean?" *shakes head at harassing boys*
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Duo: "Alright fellas fellas. Let's step away. There's enough food for everybody." *walks between boys and table*
"Hey shut up Maxwell! This ain't no church service."
Duo: "Cole, Michael, Terry, let's just back it up. And let some of the other students in."
Michael: "Hey man, I think we need to teach Mr. Prez a little lesson on socializing."
Cole: "That's right. You know we would never vote for you." *pushes D back*
Duo: "Tsk. I'm crushed."
Cole: "oooooh. He didn't not just do that." *turns to other boys* "Tell me he didn't do that."
Terry: "I think he did." *nods* "You gonna take that from him?"
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Meiran: "Think we should do something about it?"
Trowa: "Duo can take care of himself."
Quatre: "What gang did you say these boys joined again?"
Meiran: "Um....I don't know." *scratches head* "I think it was......Night Kids or something....."
Quatre: "Tsk..........pathetic." *props feet on table*
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Cole: "Come on Maxwell. You wanna go? Huh? Come on Prez" *pushes D* "Let's see what you're made of."
Duo: *crashes into table* "Boys. Come on. This is nothing to get worked up about. Let's show a little maturity here alright?"
Cole: "Oh so now you're disrespecting me man?" *pushes D again*
Duo: *stands firm* "No. I am not disrespecting you, I am asking you to respect the other students."
Cole: "huh." *looks at boys* "I don't think so man." *swings arms around* "Seems to me, you guys think you're better than us? Am I right? Then lets go guy."
Heero: *sigh* "Just kick his ass."
Terry: "Hey you got something to say Yuy?" *sticks chest out* "Hey you wanna go man?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Meiran: "God they are so pathetic."
Wufei: "Stay out of it. They can take these three losers." *sits on table*
"Did you just say something about my boy's Chang?"
And yet another guy, this time with shoulder-length blonde hair steps up to the group. This boy was Stacey, leader of this gang of boys, a small portion of which was busy harassing Duo and Heero. This guy was about two heads taller than Wufei, but not very muscular. Just has an attitude problem and thinks he can take on the world.
Stacey: "What's going on Wufei. You saying stuff about me now?" *grabs W's collar*
Wufei: "I wouldn't waste my breath on you."
Stacey: "Oh is that right?"
Meiran: "Don't touch his shirt! I just ironed that!"
Stacey: "What? You gotta get your woman to talk for you?"
Wufei: "hn." *eye ticks*
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Trowa: *taps Q's shoulder* (whispers in Q's ear) "I suggest you move out of the way. It's going to get ugly soon."
Quatre: *looks at T* "Is this normal for you guys?"
Trowa: "Not really. This usually doesn't happen to us."
Quatre: *takes deep breath* "Well....it has to start somewhere." *cracks knuckles, gets up* "It's been nice knowing you."
Trowa: "What...?"
The boy named Stacey was just about to slam his fist into Wufei's face when he was suddenly kicked in the ass.
Stacey: "What the fuck!?"
Quatre: *runs hand through hair* "Sorry buddy. That thing was just begging to be kicked."
Stacey: "Who the hell are you? Midget from the sideshow?"
Quatre: "hm. You're going to regret that." *beacons* "Come on."
Stacey: *lets go of W* "Hn. Alright. So shorty wants to play en? Let's see what you....." "hoh!!!!!!"
Before he could finish his sentence, Quatre had already punched him hard in the stomach. The large boy immediately doubled over, clutching his stomach and struggling for breath. Wind was totally knocked out of him, Stacey could barely keep to his feet. The entire student body froze, gawking at the scene.
Seemingly oblivious to everyone else, Quatre grabbed a fistful of the long blonde hair wrenching the gang leader's head back to face himself. Then, leaning down close and menacing, in a hard and icy voice,
"Tell all your friends. Angel has landed, and I'm claiming the territory."
Letting the hair go, the boy crumpled to the floor. Cool aqua blue eyes scanned the room piercing through anybody who dared make contact. Then, before anyone could recover from the initial shock, Quatre was gone. The only thing left imprinted on people's minds was the platinum blonde hair, ice blue eyes, and the eight glowing white wings on his back.
