A Technical Hitch
By Ashy
*~Prologue~*
A.N: This is kinda, well...very short, it's just setting the scene, really. The other parts are longer...
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It was supposed to be a secret. Top secret. So far...so good. The couple dimmed the lights in apartment 56 - the one belonging to Sally Po. It smelt deliciously of incense, and aromatic candles decorated almost every visible surface in the bathroom, not to mention the bedroom which was laden with and roses and expensive champagne.
Of course, no-one else knew of this. As far as the rest of the world knew, poor Sally was sitting alone reflecting on the meaning of life...and death. She had supposedly opted to attend a funeral earlier that day for her distant uncle who had apparently died of 'lack of oxygen to the brain'. And her 'close' colleague Chang Wufei had so chivalrously nominated himself to accompany her on this sombre occasion.
Wufei hadn't been too happy at compromising his usual forth-right honesty, yet Sally had explained they needed to act now as she couldn't wait for this any longer, and the two were not entitled to any more holiday time for at least another seven months. Seven months of being unable to have what she - what both of them - knew they really wanted. No way. The time must be now. Sally, with much deliberation, had finally reached the conclusion and proposed it to Wufei; it was either his integrity or her. And thank goodness he'd chosen her....
So the two had set off cautiously that morning in Wufei's newly washed car, knowing that as far as anyone knew, their destination was a funeral. Wufei was clad in a smart newly-pressed black suit, hair neatly oiled and tied back in it's usual ponytail. And Sally was wearing a black trench coat. Only underneath was a very attractive white skirt and jacket, not to mention shimmering tights and white high-heeled shoes. That's right - white. And should a little bird (with X-ray vision) flying overhead of the car have looked very closely, he'd have spotted a splendid bouquet of red roses nestled under an old military map on the back seat.
A little way into the journey, the driver of the car took a supposed 'wrong turn' and arrived at a small chapel (at which there was no funeral), swerving appallingly into the parking lot with a frenzy of squealing tyres and a cloud of dust.
Wufei, sword in hand, leaped out of the vehicle, and managed to harass a meek member of the public to perform the role of a witness. Being considerate to weaklings wasn't on the agenda today. He further managed, with the help of his trusty katana, to get the desired response from the initially unwilling priest. And so, within the hour, Wufei and Sally were - as meticulously planned - married.
But perhaps some extra vows should have been added to the service by this particular reluctant priest. Perhaps this ceremony should have included, 'In sickness and health,' 'for richer for poorer' and...... 'for wedding night or NO wedding night'. Had either Sally or Wufei considered this in all their haste, they may have done the wise thing and booked a hotel......
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Okay, on with the fic itself...........bear with me here....^_^;;
By Ashy
*~Prologue~*
A.N: This is kinda, well...very short, it's just setting the scene, really. The other parts are longer...
*******
It was supposed to be a secret. Top secret. So far...so good. The couple dimmed the lights in apartment 56 - the one belonging to Sally Po. It smelt deliciously of incense, and aromatic candles decorated almost every visible surface in the bathroom, not to mention the bedroom which was laden with and roses and expensive champagne.
Of course, no-one else knew of this. As far as the rest of the world knew, poor Sally was sitting alone reflecting on the meaning of life...and death. She had supposedly opted to attend a funeral earlier that day for her distant uncle who had apparently died of 'lack of oxygen to the brain'. And her 'close' colleague Chang Wufei had so chivalrously nominated himself to accompany her on this sombre occasion.
Wufei hadn't been too happy at compromising his usual forth-right honesty, yet Sally had explained they needed to act now as she couldn't wait for this any longer, and the two were not entitled to any more holiday time for at least another seven months. Seven months of being unable to have what she - what both of them - knew they really wanted. No way. The time must be now. Sally, with much deliberation, had finally reached the conclusion and proposed it to Wufei; it was either his integrity or her. And thank goodness he'd chosen her....
So the two had set off cautiously that morning in Wufei's newly washed car, knowing that as far as anyone knew, their destination was a funeral. Wufei was clad in a smart newly-pressed black suit, hair neatly oiled and tied back in it's usual ponytail. And Sally was wearing a black trench coat. Only underneath was a very attractive white skirt and jacket, not to mention shimmering tights and white high-heeled shoes. That's right - white. And should a little bird (with X-ray vision) flying overhead of the car have looked very closely, he'd have spotted a splendid bouquet of red roses nestled under an old military map on the back seat.
A little way into the journey, the driver of the car took a supposed 'wrong turn' and arrived at a small chapel (at which there was no funeral), swerving appallingly into the parking lot with a frenzy of squealing tyres and a cloud of dust.
Wufei, sword in hand, leaped out of the vehicle, and managed to harass a meek member of the public to perform the role of a witness. Being considerate to weaklings wasn't on the agenda today. He further managed, with the help of his trusty katana, to get the desired response from the initially unwilling priest. And so, within the hour, Wufei and Sally were - as meticulously planned - married.
But perhaps some extra vows should have been added to the service by this particular reluctant priest. Perhaps this ceremony should have included, 'In sickness and health,' 'for richer for poorer' and...... 'for wedding night or NO wedding night'. Had either Sally or Wufei considered this in all their haste, they may have done the wise thing and booked a hotel......
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Okay, on with the fic itself...........bear with me here....^_^;;
