Overworking. As usual.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

[Heero is studying... when he doesn't even have to be studying. This test does not count. This test is only to see what he already knows before the teacher gets on with the school year. And yet, he feels he has to make a perfect score on this test.

Right.

It's been three hours, so Heero decides it's time for a break. He opens his laptop, types in his password, and then goes to his fridge to get a drink...]

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[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

That's ridiculous, Duo. [He shakes his head, laughing a bit.]

[He glances over at his textbook... He can eat and study at the same time, right? He closes the lid of his laptop, opens his textbook, and begins reading through the chapter while occasionally taking a bite or two of rice.]

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

[Duo snags himself a drink while he's at it, and returns with a soda in each hand and his fork in his mouth. He makes a face when he sees what Heero's doing and does his best to move the fork to the side with his tongue so he can talk] I faid ... [he sets his drink down and pulls the fork out of his mouth] I said it was not studying stuff, so what do you think you're doing?

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

[He's not looking up from that book, yo.] I think I'm studying and eating. It's not like they're mutually exclusive activities.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

[said to the ceiling:] This guy, honestly.

[He puts down Heero's drink and his fork before reaching to try and close the book.]

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

[Don't mess with someone with super reflexes. Heero takes a jab at Duo's hand with his chopsticks, glaring.]

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

[Cheater. >| Duo rolls his eyes.]

Hey, I'm supposed to be the immature one in this relationship.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

This has nothing to do with maturity. Why do you want me not to study, anyway?

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Do you need it?

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

Do I need what? To study? Yes. I need to be sure that I remember everything I'm supposed to have already mastered.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

No, see, if you're supposed to have mastered it and your name is Heero Yuy? It's mastered. Put the book away, man.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

[He stares Duo down for a moment.

.... and then, yes, closes the book and sets it aside.]

Happy now, Duo?

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Only if it stays shut. [shaaakes his head and snags his fork so he can shovel some of his food into his mouth.] Why can't you act like a normal person, anyway?

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

I'm perfectly normal. [Shovels some food into his mouth as well.] I could ask the same of you.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

I like not being normal. And normal people don't actually want to study. Especially not when they could be hanging out with someone as cool as me.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

Who says I want to study? I just know that I should, and therefore, I do. It isn't complicated.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

[Between bites~]

If it isn't a want, you wouldn't be insisting so hard that you should be doing it. Unless you're aiming to be some kind of martyr. Come on. Enjoy yourself a little.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

[Heero shakes his head.] You always act like I never have any fun. Why is that?

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Because every time I see you you're doing something boring like trying to study.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

Not every time.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Nine hundred and ninety nine times out of a thousand, then. So not every but close enough it may as well be.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

Well, you have my attention now. [He shrugs a shoulder.] What do you plan to do with it?

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Waste it, in your terms.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

Fine. Doing what?

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Well, there're choices. Right now I want to eat, though. [Demonstrates this by shoving more food into his mouth~]

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

Good point. [He goes back to eating as well.] Oh. By the way, why did Dorothy want your number?