Note: To clear up anything mostly.
I've been asked the smaller details regarding this fic, and I can't get
hold of some of the people asking sometimes, such as at mediaminer.
So, here we go. Heero and Duo are both the same age and at the same level of
education. But, they are taking
courses at different places. Duo is
taking his at college and Heero at school. (They can do that in the UK...
*shrug*) However, Heero takes -extra- classes (at college) where he satisfies
his other interests or takes them to further his experience. (Such as taking
life drawing to help with art, and IT for his personal interest.)
This is where it's a bit odd� but it's AU, right?
^_^;; I've got them both in
a dorm type situation, like ones you may find at university, despite them still
being in college. Heero lives alone in his dorm.
Gets a benefit for being in full time education, not working and being
parentless. (Both are orphans.)
*rubs head* Did that make any
sense? Gomen if it didn't!
Feel free to ask further. ^____^;
Ooh- I KNEW that Dali
was the completely wrong artist. ><
Last chapter, when they did the paper cut out thing, and I said the
reference was to Dali� forget all that. TOTALLY
wrong artist. The artist was
Matisse, and I have no idea why that wasn't what I put.
-___- Gomen!
Disclaimer:
I really wish that the G-Boys were mine, but I don't think that's a wish
that'll be coming true� I claim ownership to absolutely nothing but this poor
attempt at an entertaining fictional piece.
Title: Captured in Charcoal (Part
7)
Author: KK ([email protected])
Archive: Please let me know first
Category: AU
Pairings: 1+2+1
Rating: Not much of a rating now.
Future NC-17
Warnings: Shonen-ai implications, AU, ooc? Future yaoi lemon
Feedback: Pleeeeease.
Captured
in Charcoal (Part 7)
A
GW fanfic by Koko Kitty
Heero
grit his teeth, growling and cursing as he walked to his life drawing class. It was freezing cold, and he was fighting tense shudders that
kept shaking his body. He clenched
his jaw to stop his teeth chattering, hands feeling as though they would drop
off from the frozen state they felt like they were in. He numbly walked into the door to open it when he arrived at
the correct building, his skin stinging where it had been exposed to the brutal
weather.
Arriving
at class slightly early, he blinked at the number of students that seemed to
fill the room today. They weren't
very many at all. This was the
first class after the holidays, and it was a possibility that people were not
aware that there was a class today. He
shrugged the number of people away, making his way to the far end of the room
where there wasn't anyone else. Setting
up his things, Heero sat, huddled into his jacket.
The tutors were tidying the room up, placing a circular platform in the
middle of the room. Heero sat, idly
watching them as his mind drifted off.
It
had been 4 weeks since he last saw Duo due to the two-week holiday they had just
had. In that time, Heero had
convinced himself that he was over the longhaired man.
There wasn't a chance for him anyway, and he had told himself that Duo
wasn't his type. He was too
outgoing, too popular. Probably
only went out with the most beautiful and wanted people.
And most likely didn't like the idea of having a relationship with
another male. He pulled his hands
into his sleeves for warmth as he thought about how his feelings had blown about
crazily regarding the gorgeous model. There
were times when he felt utterly alone, imagined Duo holding him then was
saddened when he realised that Duo wasn't actually there.
Then there were times that he felt angry with himself for allowing one
person to unconsciously control his emotions like this.
And then, there were times when he felt emotionally drained, and didn't
know -what- to think.
Heero
sighed, slumping over in his seat as he waited for whatever they were going to
do today. His eyes widened, the
only outward way he seemed to be affected by the entrance of a particular
person. Shit!
It was him�
Internally,
his heart was beating irregularly; way too loudly for Heero's comfort. He felt like a hoard of bulls were partying in his stomach,
and his limbs jellified with nerves. He
watched as Duo strolled into the room, his stride casual and light.
His hair was neatly tied in a braid and his bangs framed his face, the
silken strands glistening as the studio lights shone down on him.
Low slung, well-fitted trousers, a white T-shirt and denim jacket encased
the model, accenting the toned and slender body.
Heero drooled. Maybe he
wasn't over Duo after all�
"Duo,
if you just sit down there�" The teacher indicated the platform set up on
the floor, "I asked you all just before the holidays to bring a pen with
you to this class. Is there anyone
that doesn't have one?"
Silence.
"Good.
Today we're going to try out quite a few things.
I'll tell you as we go along. It's
gonna be a fun class today! First
of all, I'm going to give you three minutes to do a line drawing of Duo
here." Heero smirked as Duo
grinned and waved slightly to the class. "Remember,
you don't have long. Concentrate on
getting the pose and proportions correct. This is gonna be quick stuff all
right? Three minutes, starting
from� now!"
Heero
quickly put pen to paper, geared up from the mere fact that it was Duo that was
modelling. He found it odd using
pen; more accustomed to the greyish and softer tones of pencil, but he worked
diligently at getting Duo's relaxed pose down.
He smiled at the cute expression on Duo's face, head nestled between his
palms. His elbows rest on his
knees, and Heero scribbled away quickly, having heard a minute was already past.
They
continued with these sketches, the time they had getting less each time.
After the three-minute allowance, there was a minute, 30 seconds and the
last one, they had 15 seconds. The
tutor had made them all bring their sheets to the centre of the room where Duo
was seated, got them all to lay them out to show them to the group.
Quickly looking around everyone's sheets, Heero quickly glanced down at
Duo to find he was being looked at. A
cute, acknowledging smile was given to him, which Heero returned after cursing
his insides for flipping and jumping. He
averted his gaze back down to the work they had done, barely listening to the
teacher go on about how he loved the rushed, expressive pen strokes.
He could still feel Duo's eyes on him and it made him nervous.
Taking a breath of relief when he felt Duo look elsewhere, he forced
himself to listen again.
"Don't
worry. You'll be using quite a lot
of sheets today - we'll be providing it. You
don't need high quality cartridge paper for what we're doing today.
Right, if you all grab another one, we'll do some more."
Heero
found that he was enjoying this class.
__________________________________________________________
"This
time, I want you do sketch the model, but don't take your pens off the paper!
If you need to work on a different bit to what you're working on, you'll
have to whizz your pen to that area. Remember,
keep your pen on the paper all times!"
"OK,
this one, you're not allowed to look at your sheets, got it?
Keep your eyes on the model, and just draw by instinct, ok?
Don't look!"
"Right.
One minute - draw that pose. After
that, I want you all to move round one, and improve that person's piece in the
next minute. And so on and so
forth. At the end, your original
piece will be improved by the whole group, with contributions from everyone,
ok?"
____________________________________________________________
The
customary break came in no time, and Heero felt an immediate grind to the
bustling activity of the first hour when he was left with nothing to do.
He watched for a while as people flitted about the room, walking in and
out, buying drinks and chatting among themselves.
His eyes instinctively searched for Duo, but he couldn't see him.
He
drew his sketchpad out of his bag, eyeing the people in the room hopefully.
Maybe he could get some sketches to use for his coursework�
He
tried to work as quickly as possible, thankful for the quick activities they had
been doing. Gradually getting
frustrated with people moving about every two seconds, he was ready to fling his
sketchpad to the other side of the room when a very light, amused clearing of
the throat was heard behind him. He
turned round, feeling his face heat up when he saw Duo slightly behind and to
the side of him. Why did he never
know when Duo did that?! He slammed
his sketchpad shut, embarrassed to have been watched.
"Umm�they're
not very good." He felt
inadequate and stupid, but Duo shook his head immediately.
"Yes,
they were!" That warm,
encouraging smile again along with a reprimanding but gentle push of Heero's
shoulder. That simple brush against
him�Heero melted.
"I
told you. If you need a model, I'd
be happy to help you out." Duo
shrugged, conveying that it wouldn't be problematic for him to do so. What was Heero supposed to do?
Take up the offer?
"Want
me to? I wouldn't mind� Contrary to what people sometimes think, I can sit still for
more than 15 minutes." That
same smile graced Duo's handsome features, and Heero felt himself falling
further for him. He was all too
aware of Duo's smooth skin, of the soft hair that fell around the playful
friendly features and the warmth from that slender body. A
sudden urge to take up the offer and to seize the opportunity grabbed him, and
he found himself agreeing.
"If
you wouldn't mind, that'd be great." Geez�
could his face feel any hotter?
"'Course
not! When you free?"
Heero
shrugged, "Um� pretty much whenever."
Duo
seemed to contemplate for a moment. "Today
too soon?"
"Today?"
"Mm-hmm. After this or
something."
"Aah�
sure."
Duo
grinned at him before flouncing off. Heero
sat there stupidly, watching the braid bounce behind its owner as Duo spoke to
the tutor that had called him over. Heero
blinked. Duo was coming to his
house, tonight? He felt his heart
pound uncomfortably. What had he
done?
________________________________________
TBC
~KK
08/04/2002
Mwa
ha ha�