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Tuesday, February 7, 2006


   Don't Cry For Me, Argentina!
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Current Gundam Mood:
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Genki!

I saw Evita for the first time earlier today and I've had that Argentina song stuck in my head all day! Hence the subject. Anyway, it was pretty good, but not my favorite musical. . . damn you Argentina song! You plague my mind by playing over and over and over again! >_<

Aaaanyway, not a whole heck of a lot happened today, so I think I'll post a couple of paragraphs from my new fic. It's a Gundam fic--I forgot to mention that the other day. I haven't finished typing it yet, but I do have something, so I'll post that. It's called "Needed" and it's gonna be a sappy little romance story between Quatre and Duo. Yes, yaoi and all that, but I haven't decided if I'm going to put a lemon in there or not. Who knows; I'll cross that bridge when I come to it--meaning if it does happen, it won't be for a while. Anyway, here's a little snippet. If you guys like it, I'll post more.

Needed

Chapter 1: Awake

It’s so dark.

A hand twitched, almost unnoticeably.

Why is it dark?

A tongue flicked out, moistening dry lips.

Am I asleep?

Eyes moved rapidly beneath closed lids.

I think I am. Maybe I should try opening my eyes.

Long, dark lashes fluttered against pale cheeks. Finally the eyes opened, only to clamp shut again as they were assaulted by blinding light.

Duo hissed and brought a hand up to block the light so he could see, but found it much more difficult than it ought to be. His arm felt like lead, and after only a few moments of holding it up, he had to put it down again. At least his eyes were used to the light now.

Where am I?

He glanced around, taking in his surroundings. He appeared to be in a hospital bed, with several beds lined on either side of him and across a small aisle. The room was silent, save for the various beeps and other noises made by life monitoring systems. He looked for a call button, but found none. Duo made a face. What kind of hospital doesn’t have a nurse call button?

On the off chance that someone would hear him, Duo called out tentatively “Hello?” and nearly recoiled at the sound of his voice; it was gravelly and hoarse, almost as if it hadn’t been used in a while.

He coughed and cleared his throat, then tried again. “Hello? Anyone there?”

Better this time, but still different. His voice sounded odd—-deeper, maybe?

There was a slight noise out in the hallway, followed by a voice saying “I’ll check, buy you’re probably just hearing things again, Cat.”

A woman with two thick spiral braids of a reddish color poked her head into the room and scanned it lazily. She froze when her eyes landed on Duo, who had sat up, and her jaw dropped. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, she’d zipped away, yelling, “Cat! Cat! You were right! One of them woke up!”

Woke up?

Duo barely had time to register the thought before the door opened again and a blonde rushed in. A very familiar blonde.

“Quatre?” Duo asked, surprised to see his small friend in nurse’s scrubs, staring at him, mouth agape.

“Duo?” He breathed, “Duo! Oh, Allah! You’re awake!”

And that's all you get for today. ^_~ Tell me if you like it or not, neh?

Random Notebook Scan of the Day:
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Ahhh, and this picture right here is proof that my History class is very, very boring. ^_^

Oyasumi!

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