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" Herein Referred to as Lessee "Written By: CalicOcat Life With Heero Arc fic 20 Genre: Angst, Friendship Pairings: None yet Rated: PG-13 Warnings: AU, OOC, Swearing Archives: At Mediaminer.org under Calic0cat. Anyone
with archive permission for my other fics can help themselves; anyone
else, please ask. Disclaimer: Duo and Heero and the rest of the GW gang aren't mine. This story is. Nuff said. Notes: The arc begins between one and two years after Endless Waltz. Heero POV in this story. 'Thinking' "Speaking" ************ Time passing or scene change Author's Notes: This is the first in an arc of stories. I don't know for sure how many stories there will be or how often I'll be posting them. The length of each story in the arc will vary, anywhere from ficlet to multi-part. Warnings will vary from story to story as well, as will the genre. Pairings will probably eventually make their way in, but it will be quite a while since the first half dozen or so stories are drafted out and there's no real indication of pairings in them as of yet. Feedback is appreciated.
Herein Referred to asLessee Arc fic 20
"Duo - for the fifth time - yes, I'm sure," Heero said firmly. 'That would *not* go over too well with Hilde. She wants some time with you and your *mutual* friends. I don't blame her for that - *you're* her friend, not me. We share a *house*; we see each other all the time; she doesn't even have you to herself at work now that I'm working at the yard too. She's entitled to spend some time with you when I'm not around.' "I want to finish re-assembling the engine for that one motorcycle," Heero told his friend. "That band doesn't really sound like my kind of thing anyway." "How do you know? You might be surprised..." Exasperated, Heero told him, "Fine, I promise I'll go along *next* time, okay? Now get out of here before you end up being late and getting me in Hilde's bad graces again, please?!" He made shooing motions as he herded Duo towards the door. "Okay, okay, I'm going..." Duo exited the house, then re-opened the door and called back in, "Oh, by the way, there's some paperwork on the kitchen table that you need to take care of, 'kay?" Without waiting for a response, he closed the door again. 'Paperwork on the table? What could be so important
that it couldn't wait till morning?' Heero wondered. Duo had never
brought work home before and had scolded *him* the one time he had
tried. Deciding that Dropping into a chair, Heero shakily picked the papers
back up again and started over. 'By this agreement made and entered
on... between Kingsford Realty, herein referred to as Lessor, and
Duo Maxwell and Duo had gotten the realtor to change the rental agreement. The house would now be legally rented in *both* their names. Spotting another sheet in Duo's distinctive handwriting, Heero picked it up and read it in stunned silence, 'You're paying half the rent now, your name goes on here too. This has been just as much your place as mine since you first moved in, this just makes it official. Just sign the damn papers so I can drop them off when I make the payment tomorrow, okay?' Setting Duo's note aside, Heero picked the rental agreement up again and re-read it. 'I can't believe he did this...' Heero closed his eyes for a moment as the agreement blurred before his eyes. Maybe Duo *had* considered the house to be Heero's as much as his ever since Heero moved in. But *he* certainly hadn't. Now, though... Opening his eyes again, Heero looked around the kitchen
from a new perspective. No, not "the" kitchen. Not Duo's
kitchen. *Their* kitchen. Picking up a pen from the table, he added
his signature *Their* workout room. *Their* living room. *Their* garage. Looking out the back door, Heero scowled at the sorry excuse for a garden. *Their* garden - *that* was the first thing on the list of things to be fixed. Those half-dead bushes and weedy, half-wild flowerbeds *had* to go. Making a mental note to discuss the garden with Duo - they would need a budget and a plan regarding what to replace the current mess with - Heero moved on through the rest of the house, noticing little details like squeaky hinges and floorboards, a crack in the plaster, a drippy faucet, a ceiling that could use a fresh coat of paint. Dozens of tiny little things that he had never really noticed before. Some were minor irritants, other things really should be taken care of. 'Does Duo have any idea how much this means to me?' Heero wondered. Stupid question, really. The very fact that Duo had gone to the trouble of having the rental agreement changed the very first month that Heero contributed to the rent meant that he had to have a pretty good idea. Shaking his head slightly at his best friend's perceptiveness, Heero continued re-familiarizing himself with their house. Their home. *** In bed but not yet asleep, Heero heard Duo quietly enter the house. When Duo finally crawled into bed, Heero immediately rolled over and hugged him fiercely. "Arigatou, Duo," he breathed emotionally. Duo hugged him back and told him softly, "Nan demo nai, Heero. Nan demo nai."(1) ################################################# (1) I used this phrase before and didn't bother translating it. I probably should have. "Nan demo nai" means "It's nothing". #################################################
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