Chasing a Dream by Maaya
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"I wish I lived in a dream."
". . . excuse me?" Heero was not an expert of human behaviour
but he still thought that saying such a thing out of the blue was
unusual. Not the least because it was Duo who had said it. Sure, if
it had been spoken in a joking, easygoing tone, or just sing-songing
or even bored pondering, Heero wouldn't have thought more about it.
But there was a slight tone of something in his partner's voice that
betrayed his seriousness in the matter.
The long-haired youth sat, leaning back against a tree, face shadowed
by the thick foliage above. They were in the campus area, having finished
their last class about thirty minutes ago and the pilots had gathered
underneath the tree in wait for each other to finish their classes.
Now, the only one still caught up in a classroom was Trowa, and he
was due to arrive in only
a mere couple of minutes.
The air was warm and the breeze mild, an echo of the summer that
was now over. Still, the grass was green and only the outer edges
of the leaves had yellowed ever so slightly. A day like this, war
felt very far away.
Duo had taken off his dark green uniform jacket and loosened his
matching tie. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, where they
rested tiredly, barely keeping from falling down. He had pondered
if he had wanted to take the white shirt off completely, but wasn't
very keen on getting caught by a teacher who'd rant about the rules
concerning the uniform, and the importance of keeping it neat. It
was not like he was afraid, or even disliked arguments, but he was
right now too completely relaxed to want to discuss things with the
strict teachers around there.
Beside him sat Heero, leaned against the tree too, and in front of
him sat Wufei, reading something in the shade of the tree. Quatre
laid some metres away, outside the dark ring of shadows and enjoyed
the sunlight with its full force. Neither Chinese nor Arabian boy
seemed to have heard or acknowledged Duo's statement, leaving Heero
to deal with yet another airy conversation with the braided boy. He
had, as the other pilots, early on realized that when speaking when
Duo, one could sometimes be forced to leave behind all rhyme or reason,
and just fly amongst the tiers of daydreaming for a moment. Heero
was not a person to daydream, but he was, with practice from a certain
boy with oddly coloured eyes, getting better. At first sight and meeting,
it was easy to assume that Duo was a normal teenage boy, though with
an affinity for quick comments and goofy behaviour. If you asked someone
very close to him, however, you'd probably get the same answer, only
added on with more and more depth.
And Heero was one of those who would add on a little more depth.
Well, he would have, if he enjoyed talking to people he didn't know
well. Which he didn't. "It would probably feel unreal after a
while." He said when it became clear that Duo wouldn’t
elaborate. It was not the most intelligent thing to say, but was rather
the first that came to mind. "You would get restless and try
to escape."
Duo slid down slowly until his back was not resting against the tree
anymore, but the grass beneath him. He sighed up at the sky. "That
is what's so depressing."
"It *shouldn't* be depressing. It is a good thing you would
try to escape something untrue."
"The destiny of a gundam pilot, I guess." Duo cracked one
eye open and peered up at Heero, suddenly seeing how close his head
was to the short-haired soldier's knee. He blinked, then smiled. "Then
I wish I lived in a daydream."
". . . why?"
"Daydreams are always perfect."
A deep sigh coming from Quatre's direction suddenly broke both youths'
thoughts off. The blonde had rolled over on his stomach and into the
shade of the tree. "You make life sound so depressing."
Heero opened his mouth to reply that it was the truth, but changed
his mind under the wrath of Quatre's glare. Instead, he took on another
course. "Life's life." He announced.
There was a pause, whereas Quatre and Duo uselessly waited for a
continuation. When they realized that none would come, Duo smiled
and moved his head just a little closer towards Heero's knee. "I
guess that is true."
---
This is inspired by a conversation between me and
my Mom, when we realized that we were both the 'dreamers' of the family.
I have no idea why I put Wufei in with them. Let's
just pretend he is reading and ignoring everything else, okay?
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The End
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