One Week
song by Barenaked Ladies Lyrics are in italics
It’s been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side
and said I’m angry
Five days since you laughed at me saying
Get that together come back and see me
Three days since the living room,
I realized it’s all my fault, but couldn’t tell you
Yesterday you’d forgiven me
But it’ll still be two days till I say I’m sorry
Duo waited patiently on the couch. The storm should be over soon, and he knew what it was all about. Of course, he knew it was his fault, but he couldn’t help it. And there was no way he was gonna say anything about it right now, or even apologize. As far as he saw it, what he had done was fully deserved.
Hold it now and watch the hoodwink
As I make you stop, think
You’ll think you’re looking at Aquaman
I summon fish to the dish,
Although I like the Chalet Swiss
I like the sushi
‘Cause it’s never touched a frying pan
He hated frying pans. They always burned his hands. So he had thrown them out. He did, however, love sushi. For multiple reasons. ‘Course, that stuff could make quite a mess….
Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes
Big like Leann Rimes
Because I’m all about value
Bert Kaempfert’s got the mad hits
You try to match wits
You try to hold me but I bust through
One of the various things that ended up missing was his Leann Rimes CD. No one seemed to care about that. No, they all seemed more intent that it was his fault this time and that he obviously didn’t have anything missing…
Gonna make a break and take a fake
I’d like a stinkin, achin shake
I like vanilla, It’s the finest of the flavors
Gotta see the show,
Cause then you’ll know
The Vertigo is gonna grow
Cause it’s so dangerous,
You’ll have to sign a waiver
‘Course, the more Duo thought about it, his idea of going sky diving and bungee jumping did make him have a slight bit of vertigo. And they had to sign that damned piece of paper.
How can I help it if I think you’re funny when you’re mad
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
I’m the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can’t understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking off my shirt
Duo was doing everything in his power not to giggle. He felt bad, he really did. But Wufei looked so damn cute when he was angry, his onyx eyes flashing…
It’s been one week since you looked at me
Threw your arms in the air and said you’re crazy
Five days since you tackled me
I’ve still got the rug burns on both my knees
It’s been three days since the afternoon
You realized it’s not my fault not a moment too soon
Yesterday you’d forgiven me
And now I sit back and wait till you say you’re sorry
Then it hit him. It wasn’t entirely his fault. He wasn’t the one with the house key this time, and he hadn’t been the last one out of the house. He glanced at Wufei and noticed his love had stopped screeching and was looking at him with a slightly shocked look on his face. But he said nothing more.
Chickity China the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin’
Watchin X-Files with no lights on,
We’re dans la maison
I hope the Smoking Man’s in this one
Like Harrison Ford I’m getting Frantic
Like Sting I’m Tantric
Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy
Duo got up, nodding, and walked to the kitchen. He pulled the chicken outta the sink where it had been thawing, and began to half-hazardly prepare a meal. He heard the television power on and listened as the music for the X-files played. He rolled his eyes.
Like Kurosawa I make mad films
Okay I don’t make films
But if I did they’d have a samurai
Gonna get a set of better clubs
Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs
Just so my irons aren’t always flying off the backswing
Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon
Cause that cartoon has got the boom anime babes
That make me think the wrong thing
Next he heard channels being flipped. They paused again and he heard the Sailor Moon theme song. He grinned as he put the chicken in a baking dish. What images that song conjured up in his wicked little mind!
How can I help it if I think you’re funny when you’re mad
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
I’m the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can’t understand what I mean?
You soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of losing my shirt
He carried a plate out to Wufei, who was sitting on the couch, watching the end of Sailor Moon. Wufei graciously accepted the meal without a word or little sign of acknowledgement. Duo sighed and returned to the kitchen for his own food.
It’s been one week since you looked at me
Dropped your arms to your sides and said I’m sorry
Five days since I laughed at you and said
You just did just what I thought you were gonna do
Three days since the living room
We realized we’re both to blame, but what could we do?
Yesterday you just smiled at me
Cause it’ll still be two days till we say we’re sorry
Though Wufei wasn’t ranting anymore, the same thought crossed both their minds at the same time. Neither of them had been last out of the house. That had been HEERO! They both sweatdropped and glanced at each other out of the corners of their eyes.
It’ll still be two days till we say we’re sorry
It’ll still be two days till we say we’re sorry
Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie
Both of them knew that the other would not apologize for a few days, either way, though. Yet it was comforting to know that it wasn’t either of their faults……
~~Oi! This was my first Songfic, I think. It jumps around a lot. It's okay, though, but I'm not exactly fully fond of it. I definitly have created better works since, that's for sure!! 0^_~0 ~~
