How to Spend a Saturday Morning
by Maaya
Standard disclaimers apply
Oh, the sun
will soon rise from behind the high mountains, the birds will start
singing. A soothing wind will blow through the peaceful world and cool
all the living creatures off. As the animals will wake up, we'll take
a look in the small house that you can find in that certain forest.
Everything is quiet and peaceful. Well, lets say; 'was', because now,
the first of the occupants in the house will wake up.
A little lump in the bed, covered in sheets, finally started moving,
to the house's big relief. It could get really quiet in the nights,
or at least when a certain braided boy finally would go to bed, and
that could also be in the morning. The sheets fell off the lump, and
a boy became visible, a boy with black hair that stood out in strange
angles as it had fallen out of it's usual ponytail while the boy had
been occupied by heated dreams. The boy also had eyes as black as his
hair but a little red edged from waking up in time to see the sunrise.
He was also dressed in grey silk- pyjamas that fitted him perfectly;
or as you also could say; they were not too small or too big.
The boy, who you probably recognize as Wufei Chang (or Chang Wufei as
he want you to say) by now, hastily emerged to the bathroom where you
soon could hear the spray from a perfectly warm shower.
In the room next to Wufei's, you could see the same kind of lump in
the same kind of bed as earlier, but bigger. Actually, the lump was
big enough to be TWO persons instead of one. How could that be possible?
It is noticeable that THAT lump won't move as early as this, so let
us leave the room and return to Wufei, shall we not?
Wufei now emerged from the bathroom, only dressed in a fluffy white
bathrobe, that kind that you can find in expensive hotels. Where did
it come from? Wufei was just happy that it wasn't pink.
He quickly went into the room again, since he didn't want to be seen
in only a bathrobe, and with his hair down. It would be such a blow
to his image. When he had locked the door, he took the robe of and dressed
in his usual white, loose Chinese trousers and a dark blue tanktop.
Ah, those small things that makes you drool. Let's follow him outside
for a while and enjoy the picture.
Wufei took his sword and went down the stairs into the small kitchen.
Never mind that all the rooms in this house were small.
Anyway, he opened the fridge and searched for a while. He had to lift
all of his braided friend's soda-cans before finding what he wanted
to find, a bottle with something white.
He filled a big glass with the white liquid (that he really hoped came
from a cow), and drank it all without pausing to catch his breath. He
has probably practiced in a couple of years, don't you believe so too?
When he had finished the glass, he went outside, the sun had now risen
slightly and the calm world was resting in a weak morning light. Wufei
went deeper into the forest until he came to an open place, free from
trees and he went into a strange position with his sword raised.
He stood like that for a while and meditated, as everything was completely
quiet. Then, suddenly he leaped forward, and a beautiful sword dance
began. Wufei's eyes closed in concentration as he practiced and we can
only hope that it gets to hot soon. Then he maybe will take his tanktop
off?
But we don't have time to wait that long, because now, the second occupant
of the house has woken. Who can that be?
A boy with the strangest bang that covered half of his face, stretched
with a yawn. When he finally opened his eyes, you could see that they
were in a beautiful green colour. If you looked closer on the bed, you
would see another bulge in the bed, still covered in sheets and sleeping.
Trowa looked at the unrecognisable lump and smiled calmly. It was time
to go up and shower.
After doing just that, he got dressed in comfortable jeans and a t-shirt,
before he went downstairs. After finding an empty glass, with white
dregs he understood that Wufei already was up and about, probably practicing.
Oh well, he'd better make breakfast to him anyway since he probably
would come home soon.
Trowa opened the fridge and scanned it through for bacon and eggs. When
he found them, he pulled out a frying pan and began his boring task.
He always got to cook, not because he was good but because he was the
only one that didn't complain about it. And the fact that the others
probably would burn down the house if the tried to cook was also added
to the list of why Trowa always cooked.
Well, let's hurry up and get away from the sight of cooking. Someone
else has woken up!
It's in the room we were in a moment when Wufei was in the shower. The
big lump actually WAS two people, and one of them had now woken up.
Heero untangled himself from his hold around his lover's waist and braid,
careful not to wake him up. Heero didn't stretch and he didn't yawn,
it was a waste of time. In other words; it was unnecessary for the mission.
Making love to his boyfriend was (of course) NOT unnecessary. It was
stupid to even think such a thing.
He went out of their bed and snorted at the thought. He could smell
the scent of fried bacon and eggs, but decided to shower before eating.
He went into the bathroom and closed the door.
Five minutes later, he emerged from there and went into his room again.
Only our 'Perfect soldier' can do such a thing as shower in a mere five
minutes. He dressed in spandex shorts and a green tanktop as usual before
going downstairs, following the aroma of food.
When Heero entered the kitchen, the sight of Trowa in a pink apron met
him. He didn't even blink, even though he snorted once again. Only another
Gundam-pilot had the ability to make him snort, including himself.
Trowa turned around and nearly jumped at the sight of Heero standing
in the doorway. He didn't though, since it would destroy his reputation.
"Heero" he said instead, and made it sound as a greeting.
"Trowa" Heero answered and sat down by the table. Only those two could
make a conversation that short.
Trowa laid some eggs and bacon on a plate and gave them to Heero who
began eating.
It was then Heero decided to put an end to their silence-period and
actually spoke. "You're awfully quiet today."
Trowa's only visible eye widened and amazing enough, he answered, "You
really think so?"
"Yes."
"Then why don't you talk instead?"
"Hn, Never though of that"
You have to forgive them, since they're not used to talking. Their lovers
said everything they didn't, it was a good agreement.
Let's see how it's going for Wufei, shan't we? Oh, goodness, he's taken
his tanktop off! Someone, call Sally!
Anyway, now another one has woke up, the blonde one who laid in the
bed together with Trowa. As you of course know by now, the blonde one
is called Quatre. Quatre Raberba Winner actually, but he prefers Quatre.
Plain old Quatre.
Quatre, the nice picture of innocence, stretched and yawned, several
times and looked at his clock. It was only 8:00 in the morning. Definitely
not the time to wake up in! As he wondered why Trowa had gone up this
early, a nice smell reached his nose and decided not to complain anymore
and went into the bathroom for a shower. He realized that the others
probably already were up, since they were almost out of hot water.
After the shower, he dressed in wide jeans and a white shirt. What about
the pink shirt you wonder? He only wore that where his sisters could
see him, which were almost everywhere. He got one from all of his sisters
on his every birthday, and he didn't wanted to hurt their feelings by
NOT wearing them. The life as the youngest boy was harsh, and Quatre
knew that all too well.
He went calmly downstairs into the kitchen, like the other pilots had
done. He was met by the last words from a discussion, and that surprised
him a little. "..never thought of that.."
Quatre blinked. Had Heero really said those words? Must been his imagination.
He decided to talk instead of thinking. "Good Morning, Trowa, Heero."
The only answers he got were grunts from both individuals and bacon
and eggs laid on a plate. He started to eat and kept quiet.
Soon, Wufei had appeared and hastily decided that it was time to eat
breakfast too.
Duo woke up about an hour later, yawning, stretching and yawning a little
more. After feeling around in the bed for a while he realized that Heero
had gone up already. What was it with the others and early mornings
anyway? Never mind the fact that the clock already was 11:00.
Annoyed and sleepy, he went to the bathroom to shower, as the other
pilots had done. The problem was just that, since he was out of hot
water. Grumbling, he dressed in red baggy pants and a green t-shirt
with the text "Happy Day"[1] He had never realized why everyone assumed
that he always wore black.
He went downstairs, still in a bad mood. The other pilots were still
at the table, eating. Don't ask how they managed to eat that long, blame
it on Wufei who eat so much!
"Who the fuck used all the hot water?"
Four innocent stares met him and he sighed.
"Don't tell me that you all showered!?"
No one dared to say anything, as usual. Since Duo was the last one to
go up in the mornings, he was always met with a cold shower. And he
still got all pissed about it.
"Any food here, anyway?" Duo asked.
Trowa gave him a plate with breakfast and they all began eating a second
breakfast. While Duo is bickering with Wufei about the last piece of
bread, Quatre and Trowa feeding each other and Heero tugging at Duo's
braid, we leave them. The animal is now up, the sun is shining and there's
no mission in sight. Everything is calm and peace.
*******
Owari
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[1] Thank
you Sofie, (one of my friends in school) for being so unnaturally positive
all the time! Duo's t-shirt is on you honour for you singing "Oh happy
day" all day in school. Never mind that you drove us all insane! ^_^
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