Hello all! Just me writing another story. This has probably been done before, but I don't care! This is my own twist on it! Have fun!



'Thought'

"Speech"

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"Wufei!" came Quatre's cry. His image was broken up by static and occasionally, his voice blanked out as well. "There's a...hurry and get....Wufei!" The blond clicked out and started to move towards the safe house, as the young Chinese stood confused. 'What the hell?' he thought, and shrugged his slim shoulders. Maybe Quatre is going to go get Trowa or something.'



He turned around and glanced around the desert and waited patiently for the Arabian to return, but after five minutes, he was still gone. Sighing, Wufei put away his beam triton and leaned back in the chair of the cockpit. In less than three minutes he was asleep, and only two minutes after that, he was jolted awake by a blast that him on his side...Hard. 'Is it Oz?' he asked himself, automatically pulling out his flame thrower, already alert and ready. He glanced around the empty desert before him in bewilderment. "What in the hell?" he hissed aloud, when another violent blast almost knocked him over. Grabbing onto his controls in one hand, and typing in various commands on the dash/keyboard. He looked ahead of him and checked all his screens, only to see nothing but sand swirling around him in wild gusts. And that's when it all got bad.



His entire gundam seemed to lift up from it's standing position it was in, tipping over to the side once more as it was shot at once again, the source revealed to be the sand and wind itself. 'Dammit,' Wufei cursed silently, failing to overpower the mech. Sighing, he hit the hatch release button; it groaned loudly in protest, but otherwise did not move. 'It must be stuck...some sand probably got in the gears...' the dark-haired pilot reasoned, cursing silently all the while. A quiet moment later, he heard a soft sound; it was laughter that was almost like bells. Slightly annoying bells, but bells nonetheless. His onyx-eyes widened in shock when he saw who was laughing: it was Dorothy Catalonia herself...wearing what appeared to be Bunny Ears, and pink at that.



She was driving in her hideously bright yellow car, one pale hand out the window; the blond waved her arm and grinned, as if flying through a sandstorm was normal. A harsh rush of the tan particles sent her flying around Wufei and his gundam, and she came around once more, though slightly mussed. Her hair was weaving strange designs in the air, with no set design or pattern. Another abrupt breeze pushed her from the Chinese boy's view, but she did not come around again. Shrugging, Wufei leaned back in his chair and closed his dark eyes, deciding to wait out the storm and then get out.



As suddenly as he had been lifted out, the teen was put on the ground again; the semi-rough landing jolted him from his half conscious state of mind, and blinking sleepily, Wufei yawned. Half through the small motion, his jaw dropped to the floor. "WHAT IN THE HELL?!?!?" he nearly screamed, a slight squeak entering his voice when he hit a high octave. In front of him there was grass and a town and people and it was all in black and white. Thoroughly confused, Wufei opened the door to his cockpit, though, with some effort, and jumped down. What he saw shocked him: all the people he had seen were all wearing White Fang uniforms, but none seemed to harbor any animosity toward the dark-eyed boy, despite his status as a gundam pilot. Instead, they crowded around him in a large group, oo-ing and ah-ing over the large mech. "What is it?" a very familiar voice asked. Wufei looked at the owner of the voice and almost collapsed in shock: it was that girl always hanging around Duo. What was her name? Helen? Heina? Hilde! That was it!



Wufei blinked at her and shook his head. 'If she doesn't know what it is, chances are I'm not in Arabia anymore...' "It's nothing. Just something that I use..." he said, off trailing slowly. A silence settled over the crowd; they seemed to be contemplating over what the black haired boy said, when suddenly there was a scream. A simultaneous snapping of heads to the left occurred, and the reason behind the scream was uncovered: there was a body under the foot of his Shenlong, and when Wufei saw who it was, he almost jumped for joy! "Hallelujah!" he screamed. "Dorothy is dead!" As soon as the words were yelled, a large whoop of happiness came from the crowd.



Hilde was beaming with pure delight, and Wufei took her aside. "What's going on? He whispered, more than just slightly confused. She sent him a bright smile. "Everyone hates Dorothy! She's such a bitch! She was so spoiled! But now she's dead, thanks to you!" Another cheer erupted from the group of people. Though still slightly confused, Wufei nodded and began smiling. It was great knowing he wasn't the only one who hated the girl.



"Three cheers for the good stranger!" came a cry, and as soon as it was said, there were hip-hip-hoorays all around, but it was cut short when an impossibly annoying voice started screaming: "Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" All around him people were slapping their hands to the ears, trying to drown out the agitating call. The White Fang people fell to their knees, screaming in pain and terror. Wufei grimaced slightly, and forced himself to stay standing.



A car came hauling ass from nowhere and squealed to a stop. A girl with shoulder length blond hair came hopping out of her car wearing a big fluffy dress, with frills and lace and ribbons too. Relena closed the door to her car and looked around for a moment. Sighing, she whipped out a cell phone and dialed a number quickly with her perfectly manicured nails. "Hello?...yes...Haven't you people ever heard of color?!...What?! You little...Hello?!? Hello?!?" The five minute conversation ended, and all Wufei could do was stare at the marshmallow puff. A moment of silence passed, and she started tapping her foot impatiently.



Bright, blinding colors filled the screen, and all the puff-ball could say was, "Finally."



Squinting, Wufei walked toward the blue-eyed girl. "Where the hell am I, Relena?" he asked, not hiding his irritation. She stood blinking for a moment. "You're not following script," she hissed. 'What the hell is this girl talking about?' he wondered, all the while growing more and more irritated.



Another bright flash of light...erm...flashed, and there stood Zechs wearing a pink and gold dress. His helmet did not hide the embarrassed blush on his cheeks. "What are you looking at?" He hissed at his blond sister. She shrugged and turned away, while Zechs looked at Wufei. "I give you this kiss to protect you from the evil cream-puff...erm...Relena," he dead panned, removing his silver helmet. Grabbing the Chinese boy by the back of his head, he kissed him full on the lips. A startled cry escaped the smaller teen, but soon it relaxed into soft moans. Zechs' hands trailed to his lower behind, while Wufei pressed himself harder and harder against the blond. This resulted in them both falling down, not that either noticed. A small crowd of White Fangies leaned in, trying to catch a glimpse of this near sex-fest.



Relena was turning pale; this was wrong! It was yaoi and boy on boy action! It was wrong! So, she tried to split the two apart. Nudging the two half naked figures, she first she tried to order them to stop, then she started pleading/bargaining. "When will the madness end?!" she cried, and suddenly, it did.



They both stood up, and tried desperately to smooth down their wrinkled clothes. "What the...?" Wufei shrugged and said, "Do you think I would dishonor myself by having sex with him right now? That's an injustice!" Zechs patted him on his head, effectively calming him down. "Whatever," Relena retorted and pulled out a pair of bunny ears. "Here, you screwed up the whole scene, so I'm just gonna give these to you and get them back later or something."



The black-haired teen arched one eyebrow slightly. 'Well, this is certainly odd.' "What am I supposed to do with them?" "You mean you don't know?" the jello wad asked. Wufei shook his head, a blank expression on his face. "You where them, silly!" and the tanned boy felt his jaw drop. "No."



"What? What do you mean no? You have to wear them." came the reply.



"No."



"Yes."



"No."



"Yes."



"NO."



"YES."

"NO!"



"YES!"



Zechs rubbed his temples painfully; he could feel a headache coming on, and it would be a bad one. "Look," he said, interrupting the argument. "You have to wear them in the story. When you go back to wherever, you can do whatever the hell you want with them, but until then," he paused and snatched the ears from the pudding gob's hands and put the on the now glowering Wufei, "WEAR THEM."



"Until next time, Wufei!" Relena sang, smug at her small victory. She disappeared in a cloud of smoke and Zechs floated away in a bubble, but only after stealing a kiss from the dark-eyed boy.



Pouting, the bunny-ear wearing teen started walking toward his gundam, fed up with the day's events. "Hey! Where are you going?!" Hilde called, and grabbed his arm, stopping him mid-step. "To my Gundam where I don't have to wear these ridiculous ears! Do you think I wanted to be here? I didn't ask to come! I was having a relatively nice day at home, but all of a sudden, I'm *wooshed* up in this whole damn mess!" Wufei ranted and raved.



"Well," the purple-haired girl drawled out slowly, "there is a way for you to get home, but you have to walk down Rainbow Road and talk to the Treize of Oz." Sighing, the Asian teen resigned himself to his fate. A walk down Rainbow Road to get home, a walk it was. He sighed again and was about to start down the long brightly colored street, when a voice called his name. Turning, he searched for who had called him, and upon seeing who it was, he nearly fainted. "Hey Wufei! Mind if I walk with ya? I dunno, this White Fang city is getting kinda old..." chirped the incessantly bright voice. The purple eyed boy smiled and waved his hand in front of Wufei's face. "Hello?!? Come on, You remember me, dontcha? It's me! Duo!"