Taken Chapter 10: The wrath of Sisters, a gundam wing/ac fanfic

AT LAST!!! AFTER 10 LONG YEARS...

This chapters suffered from severe maltreatment from typing to uploading. but OLA! it's posted.

GW is not mine. (We all knew.)

Chapter 10. The Wrath of Schwestern

"You haven't heard the whole story yet, mistress." Dorothy and Relena met on the Lady's hotel room before her return to earth. The two-week vacation to L-4 colony was over and she have to report to Alaskan base early next week.

"Ohh.. Dorothy, I have met some of his sisters in some events and believe me, they are all sweethearts."

"To the Queen of the World, absolutely, but with a Romefeler heiress and their cute youngest brother's woman, maybe not. Look Relena, I have only two weeks to stay here and all I did was pleasing twenty nine soon to be in-laws. Good thing Quatre didn't think of having a colony tour of Maganuac bases." She sighed.

"Isn't sweet for him to introduce you to of them? Owww… The fact that you are his first girl…"

"Look Relena, you know and I definitely know how I love to meet them all. Not that I'm complaining but meeting almost three sisters in a night for two weeks… how I say this… " Dorothy sighed.

Date:JULY 11, 198AC. , day 1

Time:1845hrs

Place:Neo Bacanalle, East L4 colony

Target:Sister no. 16, Alima.

Age: 28

Occupation: Aeronautical Engineer

Dorothy Catalonia, wears a black Chinese collared dress with slits, a pair of black heels and black pearls for accessories. Trying to look sophisticated, she heard from Quatre that Amila is quite strict. Maybe because of being still unmarried. She is currently the head of Winner Enterprises' R & D for aerodynamics.

"Background research: check. Interesting topic: check. Looks: Check… Wait, does my lipstick too red?"

"My dear, you are more ready than I thought." Quatre chuckled.

"You are not helping." She smirked.

"Ready? Here she is." Dorothy turned her head to the front door. A woman about her late twenties entered the restaurant. Dressed in an elegant grey and white formal wear. She wore this I-am-a-Winner-so-you-better-watch-your-mouth aura in her. Dorothy rose to her seat and presented herself as soon as Sister no.16 approached.

"Good evening…." She bowed her head but before she could say something, she was interrupted by the lady.

"So, Lady Catalonia is it?" Amila scanned Dorothy thoroughly. "Your slits are too high. I may assume you enjoy attention?" She commented.

Quatre upon sensing the tension cleared his throat. "Sis, this is Dorothy Catalonia, my girlfriend. Dorothy, this is Amila Winner."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Dorothy." She extended her hand which Amila hesitantly accepted.

The blonde young man assisted his sister to her seat then Dorothy. As the silence fills the air, tension grew up. Dorothy decided to fill the gap.

"The food here tastes good." She said, starting a conversation.

"Yeah. I think it is great, right sis?"

"So. So." Was Amila's reply.

Feeling the awkward moment, Dorothy changed the subject. "Miss Amila, how is the development of new gravity enhancers for the colonies?" she politely asked.

"That is actually not my field. You could ask Mari about it."

"Sis, didn't you also contribute with that project? The study you made was the core of that project." Quatre tried to defend the poor Dorothy.

Shoot. 1-0 in favor of the Winners. This will be harder than I thought.

Her confident face didn't falter, as if nothing happened she continued. "Oh! My apologies. I have read some of your studies. Irony enough, we at Romefeler also uses some of your studies as references."

"Thank you for the compliment. This world is full of something to explore to."

"That I agree. Every single theory will lead to…" But was interrupted by the waiter that will serve their food. Fortunately, the dinner went well. Thanks to Quatre being himself to calm the two tigers.

"I am glad to meet you, Miss Amila." Dorothy said as they accompany her to the valet parking.

"Same here." Was her short reply surprising the Lady. As Amila's car pass through them, Dorothy seems to see something in her face.

"Hey, isn't that a smile?" she asked.

"Yup. That is actually the widest she ever made."

One down.

"And on top of it, while Amila was torturing me, that jerk was smiling at me as if it is normal."

"Oww. Didn't Quatre say that that is the widest smile she ever made? Meaning, she likes you!" Relena giggled. "By the way, have you met Jamilah? The one before Quatre?"

Dorothy sighed. "Yes, I now believe that both ends can meet."

Date:JULY 17, 198AC. , day 7

Time:2025hrs

Place:Tiara Oriental, Northwest, L4 colony

Target:Sister no. 29, Jamilah.

Age: 18 (2 months older than Quatre)

Occupation: unkown

Dorothy, now in her 7th day dressed in a simple blouse and slack pants. You will not know what is his sister's reference of clothing is. Since Quatre had never said something about her, she just played safe.

Why is it that this one hasn't have any information available.

"They are late." Both of them agreed to just meet at the restaurant since Quatre has to pick Janina up.

Her musings was interrupted by a pat on her shoulder. There standing Quatre and the model, Jane Liz. Her arms around Quatre's elbow.

What the…. She looked at Quatre suspiciously.

"Hahahaha.. I told you this is not a good idea. Dorothy, this is my youngest sister, Jamilah." He smiled.

As if poured by iced water, Dorothy smiled. "Nice to meet you, Janina."

"It's Jamilah. She is sure funny, bro." she chuckled.

Again? I just thought I could pull through. Heavens.

"My mistake. I'm sorry. I don't know you are actually his sister." She said recalling some past news about Quatre having an affair with the said model.

"That is always the misunderstanding here. You know, he is the only blonde in all of us." She giggled. "And they mistook me as his woman when we attended Relena's party last year! That is really hilarious."

Our Romefeler lady blushed. Then she noticed her outfit, Green backless dress, stilettos and emeralds as accessories. Shoot, I'm underdressed this time.

"Hey, Dorothy, can we call each other sis? I am not comfortable with formalities you know."

"Oh. Sure. Miss… Sis."

"I'm glad! By the way, I read the latest issue of a business magazine and I saw you there! I love your clothes there. Oh, and when Quatre said that we will meet you, I was so excited that I have listed the shops that I want to go with you. We could do shopping!" Jamilah giggled. "I was too excited that I dressed something flashy today, but I think I overdressed."

"No. Not at all. I love your dress tonight." Dorothy smiled. She shot a glance at Quatre and made a you-have-some-explanations-to-do look.

"Oh! Really! I'm glad. You know…….." The whole night was occupied by Jamilah's stories and the shops they are about to visit.

Maybe this is better than having you seat in an electric chair with an old single sister.

"Hahaha. I always knew Jamilah will do that."

Dorothy sighed. "Twenty nine sisters. I now believe that Quatre is a great man." She mused.

"We all know that. Quatre treasures his family."

"Yeah. I know."

"Hey, how about the Maganuacs? Have you met them?"

"Yeah. Luckily, he just set a meeting to the main base and introduced me to them."

A knock on the door interrupted their conversation.

"Miss Dorothy, we will leave in 45mins." Auda reluctantly said.

"Hey, have you threatened them?" she giggled. "Maganuac Corps has their new Commander."

M E A N W H I L E

"Watch out!" Quatre caught her waist and she fell in his arms.

"Thanks." She said straightening herself.

A soft click was heard around the bushes.

"Is it really urgent? Can you extend your stay?"

"How I love to sweetie, but I have to attend some business too. I do not want to leech on your fortune you know." Dorothy said while giving a peck on the other blonde's lips. "See you in three months."

"Yeah. Wait me on Paris." Quatre waived to the retrieving figure of Dorothy Catalonia. He went back to the team and receive some whistles and teases from them.

He just smiled and excused himself from them, he would not want to suffer his 10am appointment.

"Hmm.... Master Quatre?" Rashid asked.

"What is it Rashid?"

"Have you got yourself hurt? seems there is blood in your lips." The tall guy said without showing his resistance to chuckle.

Unknowingly, the young Master wiped his lips just to be surprised to see a shining red tint on the back of his hand.

She had her ways. Now I cannot deny to the world that I am Taken. Quatre blushed.

A/N.

Don't worry guys. I will still not end it here.
The plot I promised will be in the next chap sweetie, I just wanted to have this scenes here. heeeeheee