The Disclaimer!
Souzou. Her little sister, Carrie, owns herself... No idea WHY I wrote
this... ::sigh:: Damn boredom...
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Chapter One: It Starts...
the time being. A short girl with layered brown-red hair and ocean colored eye wearing
a sky blue tank top and a pair of fashionable light blue jeans, tip-toed though the
Aforementioned house until she reached the room of her older sister. She looked around the room, which was amazingly clean for a teenage girl. She quietly walked in, hoping that her sister wouldn't pop in. She walked around the dark wood four-poster queen bed in the middle of the room to get to the two windows. Lying on the floor were half-finished pictures of anime characters, colored pencils and pens, her black electric guitar leaned against the wall and her Vaio Sony laptop. She eagerly grabbed
the laptop and ran out the room.
She had long brown hair that hung to her hips, pulled into a messy ponytail that was
held with a purple and red bow. She had sliver hoop earrings and dark blue eyes. She wore a red shirt with long gray sleeves and baggy dark blue jeans. She watched 'Daria' until it had ended. With that, she got up and went upstairs to grab her laptop. She had been inspired with a fanfiction idea and wanted to type it up quickly. She took the steps two at a time and then ran to her room. She walked around her bed and looked down at the mess of half-drawn anime pictures, colored pencils and pens and her guitar.
Shinju Meg Uchuno ) shouted, knowing quickly that her younger sister was to blame.
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in the attic over her parent's closet. It was the only place she could think of where her
15-year-old anime loving sister wouldn't find her. She tried to get more comfortable on
the hard floor she was sitting on and sighed, brushing some of her mid-back long hair over her shoulder.
was planning to screw around with Meg's laptop. The precious electronic was the
thing her one-year-older sister used to type up her damned fanfiction on. Meg was a
total freak, in Carrie's opinion. She wasn't a normal teenage girl and that annoyed her. Meg did so many things to piss Carrie off. She was also very anti-social, which was a problem for 14-year-old Carrie because she was one of the most popular girls in her freshmen class. Meg was the official outcast of the sophomores... and didn't seem to have a problem with that. Carrie also considered herself a diva. She had great confidence in her singing ability. She had more friends then Meg ( a whopping number to zero ) and was all around better then she was.
on this thing... " she whispered. Carrie had planned a form of revenge for her
sister. Stealing her laptop was phase one. Phase two was doing something her sister often did, torture anime
characters. Carrie had never seen a full episode of Gundam Wing in her life ( and never
wanted to ) but listening to Meg's ranting about the show had brought one
certain character to her attention. Chang Wufei. He was Chinese
and Carrie liked China. The food, the panda's, the fashions. Using Wufei, she
would do something no diva had ever done
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her idiot sister had stolen the electronic. Kami-sama only knew what she would do with
it! She could erase her files, or screw around with her e-mail... or even write
poetry and post it under her account! Meg shuddered at the last idea, she abhorred poetry.
angry fire. " You hear me, Carrie?! DEAD! " the authoress shouted, glad her parents were
at the mall and wouldn't hear her yelling. With narrowed eyes, Meg went back to looking
for Carrie.
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at the laptop screen.
asked. She scanned the icons on the desktop. One was Meg's AOL connection and the
other's were files. One stuck out though. It was a magenta cresant moon and star on a
black background.
It had a list of places to go. Some were titled ' Recording studio' or ' Authoress Realm'
while other's
were names of animes. Carrie clicked the one called 'Gundam Wing' and
smirked.
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the basement and still not a sign of Carrie or her laptop. She sat down on a box
to think.
Author powers ) worked in the real world... then I'd find
her faster then Tallgeese
can fly!
muse! He'd still be on my side! Especially after Carrie
tortured us both by singing Jessica
Simpson songs!
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through black sunglasses that protected his bright sea green eyes from the rays. Though,
sitting in the sun wouldn't help his tan anymore since the muse was already naturally tan, he enjoyed the warmth of the golden orb in the sky. He sipped contentedly on a tropical
drink as he admired some of the female muses in the pool. Instead of his usual khaki
cargo shorts, gray ying-yang t-shirt and shinny dark blue oriental silk short sleeved
jacket he wore a pair of green bathing shorts in a Hawaiian pattern and didn't even bother with a shirt. His raven colored hair, which was usually put up in a Wufei-style was unbound and hung around his shoulders.
break from being Shinju's muse and relaxing. He had managed to get himself a
room at ' The Muse Resort ', an extremely popular hang out for anime fanfiction muses. He sat up and yawned.
pretty lady muse walk over to him and sit down on the chair next to him.
at her over the top of his sunglasses.
clipboard.
She flipped through a few pages.
Souzou-san! "
today! " Kyuki's eye's widened.
tortured muses, like yourself, could find refuge from your respective author
or authoress and not pay a lot for it. Muses must stick together, ne? " she giggled. " 'The
Muse Resort' the only place where an anime fanfiction muses can come to rest their mind
and body, no writers allowed. " she quoted from the brochure.
him the clipboard and he quickly signed. She handed him a something that resembled a
calculator and told him it was his membership card. She smiled and started to point out
the finer points of it.
and it will show up on the little screen. The press 'send' on the keyboard and the
message is sent to whoever can grant it. This little red ' transport' button is your way here
and can transport you to the resort from wherever you are but also transport you back
to your respective authoresses realm. Enjoy! " with that, the head muse left. Kyuki
stared at the little calculator-type card and smiled wildly.
to the giggling female muses that were in the pool, hoping to introduce himself and
maybe snag a date.
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giggled. Her plan was working. Now, all she needed was a disguise. Using what
she had deemed as ' Diva Gifts' which was her own source of
magic ( a/n
authoresses can have powers in their fic's, who's to say my sister can't have her own? ) she turned herself into a fairy. She hovered above the floor on gossamer wings. She has shrunk to the size of
a very large butterfly and the singer was amazed to find that her clothes still fit. She held a fairy-like wand. Carrie shrugged and went off to find Wufei.
of rain played from it. His katana laid in front of him as he sat in deep thought.
onyx eye and looked around. No Maxwell anywhere. He sighed to himself, thinking he had imagined the voice and closed his eye.
eyes, ready to kill or at least seriously maim whoever disturbed his mediation. He
looked right at a tiny teenage girl with wings, waving hyperly at him.
him with a 'what an idiot' look. Wufei got up and grabbed his sword.
sweetly.
air with her hands on her hips. Wufei peered at her, a confused look on his face.
Carrie sweatdropped. " I'm the sister of an authores- " before she could finish her
sentence, Wufei had brought the katana up to point at her.
fairy in two. She waved her hands back and forth, trying to right the mistake.
Uchuno. Heard of her? " Wufei growled.
I've come to help you. "
All she ever does is go on the computer, watch anime, draw anime, write anime, sing
to bad music and just pretty much piss me off! Besides, she made me look bad! She got
better grades then I did on our last report card! " she yelled. Wufei sweatdropped and
lowered his sword, re-taking his seat on the floor.
and floated gracefully to the floor.
not... an authoress. You have powers, like one, and you share your family
name with that... Shinju Meg Uchuno. "
sister's name, Shinju something-or-other, is her alias, it isn't her real one. Besides, my
power's are different then her DAP. I call mine DP aka Diva Powers. " She walked up to
Wufei and looked up at him. " You can trust me. I swear on my...my... " Carrie dragged
on the word, hoping to find something to swear on.
you want to hear about what I have planned to help you, or not? "
but recognized the word from her sister. She knew it didn't have a nice meaning.
Carrie floated up to Wufei's head and started whacking him over it with her wand.
floated down to the floor as Wufei sent her a deathglare.
characters, and I'll carry them out so you don't get the crap beaten out of you for doing
it. " Wufei's eye's lit up and he smiled.
herself.
Carrie sighed but obliged him, turning herself back to normal. She almost regretted
giving up her wings. It had been so cool to fly. Wufei smiled at her and got up off the
floor.
this? I will want to watch this over and over again. "
spy-camera's everywhere in the house, ready to capture the other's embarrassment. " Wufei
giggled to himself and rubbed his hands together.
whispered in her ear.
Carrie smiled broadly as she listened in.
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in the house.
of gone to one of her little friend's houses or something... " she mused out loud. It
was like a light bulb had gone off over her head. She smirked at her brilliance and went
into the garage. She picked up her skateboard, not even bothering with a helmet or pads, and bolted down the road, intent on finding her marked-for-death sister.
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Help but laugh. Meg could be a real idiot sometimes. Allowing herself one more
giggle, she turned her attention back to the laptop screen. Wufei had turned out to have
a very diabolical mind and Carrie was more then happy to help him. What the Chinese
teen had suggested would screw with whatever-his-name-was mind until he became lost in self-pity, too wrapped up in his regretful thoughts to annoy Wufei. Plus, with Meg out
of the house, she could leave the attic. She had friends spread all over the city and it
would take an hour or more to track them all down. Carrie opened the attic hatch and
extended the steps. She walked down them and then retracted the steps. With that done, she ran to her bedroom, where she flopped down on her bed and turned to the laptop.
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He was also out of ideas. He had already annoyed Heero until a gun barrel had
been put to his face, annoyed Trowa to the point of him actually talking and made Quatre
yell. Wufei, he unfortunately hadn't been able to piss off. He had left about an hour ago,
saying something about the mall. A light bulb went off over Duo's braided head.
thought to himself. With a gleeful laugh, Duo ran out the door and jumped on his
motorcycle. Forgetting to put on his helmet, he turned the ignition and went speeding
down the road. Quatre observed this from the music-room window.
around his violin and he sighed. " I have a very bad feeling about this... "
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Well everyone. That's the first chapter of many to come! Just a side note, my
sister isn't really that bad but sometimes she can be. I doubt she'd ever steal my
computer but ya never know...
So, what will happen to Wufei? What is his plan? What will Carrie do to pull it off? What
are they doing in the mall and lastly, what will Duo do when he sees what's going on at
the mall! Next time on 'Wufei's Wish' !
Hope ya liked! Review please! Next chapter out soon, I promise. Oh yeah, did
I mention REVIEW?!