school adversary

Part 6c


'God this is boring' I thought to myself as I sat in one of those plastic chairs where you can never get comfortable, no matter how hard you try. I shifted again and looked down at my watch. Almost 8 minutes. I get to knock in the table at 8 min!. I looked at Heero who had already finished his speech. He had been pretty good. I was definitely impressed. This was the last speaker, and I grinned evilly at Heero. He looked at me suspiciously, knowing I was up to something. Hey man, I'd been forced to sit here for almost an hour, I needed to have SOME fun!
My watch told me it was 8 min, so I raised my hand, and slammed it down into the table, creating a bang loud enough that the audience actually jumped, the speaker turned around and glared at me, then continued doggedly onwards. I grinned at the adjudicator who was glaring at me. Then I looked over at Heero, and frowned. He had placed his head on the table in a gesture of defeat, and was shaking it wearily. I started to feel bad.
This debate had been really important to him, and I had had to fuck it up. I felt so ashamed, which shocked me as I had never really felt that before when I had pulled a prank or joke. The third debater for the negative team finished his speech and sat down, angrily.
Then the adjudicator started speaking and I drifted off again, sinking down lower in my seat and trying not to feel too closed in. I didn't tune in to what was happening much, but I knew enough to understand that Heero's side had lost by 5 points. I waited until the guy was finished and everyone was getting up before I left the room as unobtrusively as possible. I did not need to deal with anymore Heero at the moment. I was still too confused to think properly. Halfway down the hallway I was halted by a hand on my arm, and I turned to find Heero Yuy was dragging me into an unused classroom.
He pushed me up against the wall once we were inside, pinning me down.
"What the hell was that?" He grated. I just looked at him, my emotions in too much turmoil to deal with him, especially when he was this close. "you made an absolute fool out of me! Why the hell did you have to do something like that?" He gave me his best I-will-kill-you-and-if-you-resist-it-will-only-make-it-more-fun-for-me glare. "did you know that we have already lost to this team before?" I shook my head and looked down at my feet. "And your buffoonery cost us this debate! It was your fault that we lost!"
My head snapped up at this one. It was my fault? I looked back at my shoes, ashamed.
"If you had only been more serious, a bit more thoughtful, I would be bathing in victory, finally having gotten past the shame of being defeated by those cretins. Now, a cretin has ruined the whole victorious experience for me. And I blame you as you are said cretin." Heero put his arms on either side of me, trapping me against the wall, closing me in and leaning in threateningly. "You are the biggest idiot I have ever had the misfortune to meet, and you just cost me the most important debate of the year. Because of you, we won't make it to the finals." Heero's voice had become dangerously soft. His arms were still trapping me and I was becoming slightly claustrophobic. Also, I was getting kinda mad. I mean, so maybe I did fuck up his stupid debate, and maybe I did lo-err like him, but that didn't mean I had to let him treat me like shit. HE was the one who had insisted I be the stupid timekeeper anyway. I mean, like I would have done it for any other reason! I was missing fricking hockey practice for this shit! I looked at my watch, if I hurried, I could probably still make the last hour.
Heero was still going strong when I tuned back in. Liking him as I did, I couldn't really hit him, so I just pushed past him and headed towards the door, running as fast as my little legs could carry me. That shove had felt good though. I guess I had a bit of anger at Heero to work off before I sorted out my feelings for him.
It wasn't just the hockey practice though. I really had to get out of that room and away from him for a while.

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I watched him leave, his braid flying out behind him, and the door slammed shut. I had this uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach. Like I had just swallowed something extremely heavy that would never have fit down my throat. It took my a while to realise what it was. I felt...bad because I had hurt Duo. I must have hurt him or else why would he have run from the room like that? I hung my head for a moment, one arm still bracing me against the wall. I shouldn't have done that. It hadn't been his fault. It was a lousy adjudicator that would take points off for your timekeeper misbehaving. The strange thing is that I shouldn't feel bad about doing something like that to anyone, especially a jock. I never have before. Ok, so I have before, but not since I worked out that you were always alone, and that letting people in just hurt like hell. After that, not being nice had never been a problem.
Until now.
I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair, leaning back against the wall. And why Duo of all people? The most stupid person on the bloody earth. I looked at the door, and started towards it. What was happening to me? Let's think this out logically. I feel sad because I hurt Duo. Logically, this means I like Duo being happy. Therefore, logically, I want him to be happy. Therefore, logically I feel happy when he's happy. Therefore, logically I care about his feelings. Therefore, logically I care about him. Therefore, logically, I like him. I groaned and leaned against the door. I was GAY and I liked DUO! The captain of every bloody team sport in the entire school. A person with more biceps than brains.
I opened the door and headed to my room, glad that Trowa wouldn't be there so that I could sort out my feelings. This was one hell of a crush that I had to work out. Maybe if I just ignored it, it would go away, and I could never think of it again. I examined that thought again and snorted. As if THAT would happen. God, I'd have to start going to games with Trowa just so that I could see him. I'd have the excuse of keeping Trowa company. But Quatre didn't play ice hocky, and I want to be there if Duo got hurt, to comfort him.
I shook my head irritatedly. Lets not get too ahead of ourselves Yuy. You don't like him THAT much surely. But I knew that I did. That I had for a while now. After all, I always looked for him whenever I went into a room. He was ALWAYS the first person I noticed. I couldn't love him could? 'No' I thought, shaking my head again. I couldn't love him. I just had a crush on him. An infatuation.
I reached my room and got ready for bed, still thinking about Duo.