Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of the Gundam Wing characters, nor the original idea. Did any of you actually think I did? I didn't think so... TopaZ and Kylee Sai~en are mine as well as ShadowLeaves and Ice Palace; if you feel the urge to steal them, tell me first.
Note: I tried to be as true as possible to the original idea, but I also made this my own. I can say nothing else but ENJOY!! And never forget to review! ^_^
Archiving: I doubt I'll get lotses of e-mails begging for this to be archived, but if you want to, e-mail me. Now on to the story.
I have arrived.
~File 17, Subfile 1 of the thoughts of
Kyle Vandra~
The five Gundam pilots all watched as the stern-faced girl gracefully climbed from the cockpit of her green and silver Gundam, ShadowLeaves. None of them really wanted her there; not even the kindest of them, Quatre, could bring himself to. All of them were somewhat surprised at the pain-lines etched gently over her face, at the almost-white scar gracing her forehead. The girl-Kyle was what they'd been told her name was- slowly shifted her gaze from the extensive hangar to the five boys, all glaring sullenly at her.
"I'm Kyle." She said simply- the boys only continued to glare. "I'll have you know," she continued, her soft voice grating against her lack of beauty. "the I only came here because I was ordered. I have more important things to do than argue with a bunch of boys as to why I can and should be fighting." A pause before she continued. "So, if you could please just show me my room so I can take a bath before I begin repairing ShadowLeaves, I'll be out of your faces."
The black-haired boy scowled, thoroughly disgusted. "You would take care of yourself before your Gundam. How weak you must be."
Kyle just ignored the sneer coloring his voice, only deigning to reply, "You must be Wufei. My Tasker warned me about you. I am only taking a bath so I will be relaxed enough to be capable of taking care of my Gundam. If it makes you feel better, thoug, go on calling me weak." Her voice rose in inquiry, "My room?"
Quatre closed his mouth, grimaced, then nodded to show he would be the one to show her to her room. "I'll show you. Just follow me." He paused uncertain about something. "Would you like me to take your bags?" His eyes widened when she only shook her head, scowled, and muttered, "What bags?" before walking away, heels clicking- slowly enough for him to catch up. Gaining only a sympathetic look from Trowa and a broad grin from Duo, Quatre hurried after the retreating figure.
* * *
{About Twenty Minutes Later}
Four of the five male Gundam pilots sat, staring relentlessly at the door; waiting for the blond pilot to return. None talked, just stared. At the hint of the door opening, all perked up. Finally, they could begin their little conference.
"Wow Quatre, that took awhile, didn't it? You better be more careful about being gone so long, or else Trowa might get jealous." Duo commented, dashing across the room to avoid Heero's hand reaching for his long braid.
"Baka!" Heero muttered when he missed.
"You love me anyway, though, Heero." Duo answered, slyly smiling.
Wufei cleared his throat, "Do you not realize what an injustice this is? They send us a weak..." he paused, almost unable to say the word. "... woman! We don't need this! Only strong people should fight!" His voice shook with the conviction he so obviously felt.
"Well then," a new, feminine voice sprang from nowhere, "it's good to know Kyle was so well received. I know how she is..." The boys glanced wildly about, searching for the source of the voice. It was, unlike Kyle's, somewhat scratchy and unrefined. But when the speaker stepped in through the door, she shocked all five of the pilots. She was as light as Kyle was dark. "My sister doesn't like many people... and many people don't like her because of the way she is. Almost works out."
Luckily, it was Trowa who spotted Wufei's gawking mouth, his staring eyes. He quickly elbowed the entranced pilot into reality in time for him to get into the conversation.
"Wufei called her weak. Does that sound like being well received?" Duo called out. Wufei groaned and shot the blissfully ignorant boy a look Heero would have envied.
"So, could you show me her room? If we ever get sent to the same place, we usually share a room; it's like a big reunion thing..." She smiled, her shiny lips glinting mockingly in the Chinese boy's eyes.
Suddenly- amid many startled looks from his comrades- Wufei stood up, almost eagerly. "Hello-" he stopped, confused.
"TopaZ. I'm sorry. I totally forgot to introduce myself. I'm TopaZ Vandra, pilot of Gundam 07 otherwise known as Ice Palace. In case she was in a hurry to get to her Gundam, therefore being brusque, my sister is Kyle Vandra." Her smile faded. "I don't know why she changed it. She had such a pretty name... Kylee Sai~en Vandra. I know this might sound weak, but could someone take my bags? The flight was a bitch." Smiling, she pointed behind her towards a small pile of bags.
"Hello, Topaz-"
"TopaZ." The light girl corrected him, "Go on."
"TopaZ. I'll be happy to help you with your bags." Briskly, he walked to the bags, picked them up, and gestured for her to follow him, walking down the hall Quatre had just recently come from.
As they walked away, Duo motioned for the others to come close before whispering conspiratorially, "The Wu-man's got it bad." Duo giggled, Quatre smiled, Trowa looked slightly thoughtful, and Heero only raised an eyebrow.
"So what do you guys think of these Vandra sisters?" Heero asked, sobering the mood.
Quatre spoke up first. "The whole way to her room, Kyle just stared ahead- as if she were somewhere else. She was very distant. Even worse than Heero at his worst." The others looked mystified at the idea of a cold, distant expression worse than that Heero constantly wore. It seemed almost impossible. It took them until Wufei returned to find the three of them shocked, Quatre staring blankly at the others, before they could speak again. This time it was Wufei's turn to spread the gossip.
"Kyle isn't as emotionless as we first thought. I heard her muffled shrieks of joy when she saw her sister. She does feel. Such weakness." The Chinese boy sneered at the thought of actually shrieking just because you saw someone.
Trowa's barely audible voice joined them for the first time, "If she's weak, I'd hate to wonder what you think about TopaZ..." His emerald eyes glittered when he saw he had struck a chord. "I have a small bit of advice, Wufei. See what they can do before you call them weak. So, Quatre, you hungry? The blond Arabian nodded joyfully, almost skipping out of the room in his lover's wake.
"I don't know if I like it when he speaks," Heero said into the silence, "but I do know I'll listen. Duo, what did you think of the sisters?"
The American grabbed his braid, slightly tugging at it. "well, Kyle had a voice, but she was no prize in the face area. Her body, though... If I didn't have Heero, I'd definitely be tempted by both. TopaZ, well, TopaZ was a LOOKER! In all shapes, sizes, and forms. Her voice was kinda scratchy, though..." the happy-go-lucky pilot frowned slightly, scratching his head. "I think once we get to know both of them, they'll go through all of the nine hells for us, maybe even twice. 'Till then, we'll have to see." He suddenly smiled. "Heero, I'm kinda bushed, but you see, my back's all tight and stuff. A massage would be useful..." His lips pursed sensuously, hoping to lure Heero in.
It worked! "All right. 'Night Wufei. Don't wake up in her bed tomorrow; Kyle'd probably eat you for ruining their reunion..."
Wufei watched the two lovers walk out somewhat sadly. He sometimes felt so lonely, all by himself. No! He ordered himself, you will not allow yourself to covet feelings for this weak onna! Secure in the knowledge that he had kept himself from loving her, the pilot of Nataku walked silently to his room on the other side of Quatre and Trowa's.
End Chapter Two of the Vandra Sisters. More will be out later. For any reviewers who do decide to bother with this story, I am quite willing to review any one of your stories at my convience. Have a nice day. My entertaining of the masses duty has been fulfilled for a short while, more is forthcoming, no worries. ^_^
~The Alciontae Shadow~
Note: I tried to be as true as possible to the original idea, but I also made this my own. I can say nothing else but ENJOY!! And never forget to review! ^_^
Archiving: I doubt I'll get lotses of e-mails begging for this to be archived, but if you want to, e-mail me. Now on to the story.
I have arrived.
~File 17, Subfile 1 of the thoughts of
Kyle Vandra~
The five Gundam pilots all watched as the stern-faced girl gracefully climbed from the cockpit of her green and silver Gundam, ShadowLeaves. None of them really wanted her there; not even the kindest of them, Quatre, could bring himself to. All of them were somewhat surprised at the pain-lines etched gently over her face, at the almost-white scar gracing her forehead. The girl-Kyle was what they'd been told her name was- slowly shifted her gaze from the extensive hangar to the five boys, all glaring sullenly at her.
"I'm Kyle." She said simply- the boys only continued to glare. "I'll have you know," she continued, her soft voice grating against her lack of beauty. "the I only came here because I was ordered. I have more important things to do than argue with a bunch of boys as to why I can and should be fighting." A pause before she continued. "So, if you could please just show me my room so I can take a bath before I begin repairing ShadowLeaves, I'll be out of your faces."
The black-haired boy scowled, thoroughly disgusted. "You would take care of yourself before your Gundam. How weak you must be."
Kyle just ignored the sneer coloring his voice, only deigning to reply, "You must be Wufei. My Tasker warned me about you. I am only taking a bath so I will be relaxed enough to be capable of taking care of my Gundam. If it makes you feel better, thoug, go on calling me weak." Her voice rose in inquiry, "My room?"
Quatre closed his mouth, grimaced, then nodded to show he would be the one to show her to her room. "I'll show you. Just follow me." He paused uncertain about something. "Would you like me to take your bags?" His eyes widened when she only shook her head, scowled, and muttered, "What bags?" before walking away, heels clicking- slowly enough for him to catch up. Gaining only a sympathetic look from Trowa and a broad grin from Duo, Quatre hurried after the retreating figure.
* * *
{About Twenty Minutes Later}
Four of the five male Gundam pilots sat, staring relentlessly at the door; waiting for the blond pilot to return. None talked, just stared. At the hint of the door opening, all perked up. Finally, they could begin their little conference.
"Wow Quatre, that took awhile, didn't it? You better be more careful about being gone so long, or else Trowa might get jealous." Duo commented, dashing across the room to avoid Heero's hand reaching for his long braid.
"Baka!" Heero muttered when he missed.
"You love me anyway, though, Heero." Duo answered, slyly smiling.
Wufei cleared his throat, "Do you not realize what an injustice this is? They send us a weak..." he paused, almost unable to say the word. "... woman! We don't need this! Only strong people should fight!" His voice shook with the conviction he so obviously felt.
"Well then," a new, feminine voice sprang from nowhere, "it's good to know Kyle was so well received. I know how she is..." The boys glanced wildly about, searching for the source of the voice. It was, unlike Kyle's, somewhat scratchy and unrefined. But when the speaker stepped in through the door, she shocked all five of the pilots. She was as light as Kyle was dark. "My sister doesn't like many people... and many people don't like her because of the way she is. Almost works out."
Luckily, it was Trowa who spotted Wufei's gawking mouth, his staring eyes. He quickly elbowed the entranced pilot into reality in time for him to get into the conversation.
"Wufei called her weak. Does that sound like being well received?" Duo called out. Wufei groaned and shot the blissfully ignorant boy a look Heero would have envied.
"So, could you show me her room? If we ever get sent to the same place, we usually share a room; it's like a big reunion thing..." She smiled, her shiny lips glinting mockingly in the Chinese boy's eyes.
Suddenly- amid many startled looks from his comrades- Wufei stood up, almost eagerly. "Hello-" he stopped, confused.
"TopaZ. I'm sorry. I totally forgot to introduce myself. I'm TopaZ Vandra, pilot of Gundam 07 otherwise known as Ice Palace. In case she was in a hurry to get to her Gundam, therefore being brusque, my sister is Kyle Vandra." Her smile faded. "I don't know why she changed it. She had such a pretty name... Kylee Sai~en Vandra. I know this might sound weak, but could someone take my bags? The flight was a bitch." Smiling, she pointed behind her towards a small pile of bags.
"Hello, Topaz-"
"TopaZ." The light girl corrected him, "Go on."
"TopaZ. I'll be happy to help you with your bags." Briskly, he walked to the bags, picked them up, and gestured for her to follow him, walking down the hall Quatre had just recently come from.
As they walked away, Duo motioned for the others to come close before whispering conspiratorially, "The Wu-man's got it bad." Duo giggled, Quatre smiled, Trowa looked slightly thoughtful, and Heero only raised an eyebrow.
"So what do you guys think of these Vandra sisters?" Heero asked, sobering the mood.
Quatre spoke up first. "The whole way to her room, Kyle just stared ahead- as if she were somewhere else. She was very distant. Even worse than Heero at his worst." The others looked mystified at the idea of a cold, distant expression worse than that Heero constantly wore. It seemed almost impossible. It took them until Wufei returned to find the three of them shocked, Quatre staring blankly at the others, before they could speak again. This time it was Wufei's turn to spread the gossip.
"Kyle isn't as emotionless as we first thought. I heard her muffled shrieks of joy when she saw her sister. She does feel. Such weakness." The Chinese boy sneered at the thought of actually shrieking just because you saw someone.
Trowa's barely audible voice joined them for the first time, "If she's weak, I'd hate to wonder what you think about TopaZ..." His emerald eyes glittered when he saw he had struck a chord. "I have a small bit of advice, Wufei. See what they can do before you call them weak. So, Quatre, you hungry? The blond Arabian nodded joyfully, almost skipping out of the room in his lover's wake.
"I don't know if I like it when he speaks," Heero said into the silence, "but I do know I'll listen. Duo, what did you think of the sisters?"
The American grabbed his braid, slightly tugging at it. "well, Kyle had a voice, but she was no prize in the face area. Her body, though... If I didn't have Heero, I'd definitely be tempted by both. TopaZ, well, TopaZ was a LOOKER! In all shapes, sizes, and forms. Her voice was kinda scratchy, though..." the happy-go-lucky pilot frowned slightly, scratching his head. "I think once we get to know both of them, they'll go through all of the nine hells for us, maybe even twice. 'Till then, we'll have to see." He suddenly smiled. "Heero, I'm kinda bushed, but you see, my back's all tight and stuff. A massage would be useful..." His lips pursed sensuously, hoping to lure Heero in.
It worked! "All right. 'Night Wufei. Don't wake up in her bed tomorrow; Kyle'd probably eat you for ruining their reunion..."
Wufei watched the two lovers walk out somewhat sadly. He sometimes felt so lonely, all by himself. No! He ordered himself, you will not allow yourself to covet feelings for this weak onna! Secure in the knowledge that he had kept himself from loving her, the pilot of Nataku walked silently to his room on the other side of Quatre and Trowa's.
End Chapter Two of the Vandra Sisters. More will be out later. For any reviewers who do decide to bother with this story, I am quite willing to review any one of your stories at my convience. Have a nice day. My entertaining of the masses duty has been fulfilled for a short while, more is forthcoming, no worries. ^_^
~The Alciontae Shadow~
