Gundam Wing: In Real Life
Chapter 2
Heero walked slowly up the steps. "I can't believe the damn elevator has to be broken on a day like this." He walked over to his spacious apartment room (HEY! They can't be poor and work on Gundam Wing!) door and unlocked it going inside. Then he flopped on the couch. Ever since his job at Gundam Wing ended, he had been working hard at his other acting jobs. He looked over to his answering machine. It was blinking. "Dammit...I hope it isn't one of those crazy fans..." He pressed the button preparing himself to hear a high screeched voice asking if she could send a picture of him shirtless or stuff like that. Instead...it was a deep voice.
"Hey Heero...I hear you're interested in men...So if you've ever need some-"
~*CLICK*~
Heero's eyes was wide as he blinked. "Whoa...I can't believe people take this show seriously..." The next message came on.
"Hey Heero!" A man's voice came on. "Now before you shut this off...we're the directors from the show you worked on called Gundam Wing! We want to call you to come and meet us tomorrow at the video station at seven! Be there and be square! Ja!"
"They're probably gonna start the show up again..." Heero muttered.
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"WOW! This food is delicious!" Duo said as he put more food into his mouth.
"Sir...we want to inform you...that you have a message from someone," A waiter said coming up.
Duo nodded as he wiped his mouth and took the phone. "Duo here!"
"Duo, the directors here! We want you to meet us at the video station tomorrow at seven! Be there and be square! Ja!" The phone clicked off before Duo could answer.
"Yesssss!" Duo said as he turned it off. "The God Of Death is back!" He got up, paid for his food and left. "I'm gonna need my beauty sleep if I'm gonna have to wake up that early in the morning...I'm thinking that they're gonna start another Gundam Wing series! Yessiree! Shinigami is back once more!"
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"Pliet! Pliet!" The ballet instructor instructed and instructed as she shouted to the ballet dancers.
Trowa was hanging behind watching them all waiting for his turn. Being the best in class did get some perks but after being on Gundam Wing, he had gotten better.
"Trova Barton! Why zon't you show zese people how to zo eet ze correct vay?" The ballet instructor asked.
Trowa nodded simply as he went into the middle of the dance floor and jumped twirled and jumped again landing flawlessly.
The girls squealed as the guys respectively clapped.
"Marvelous! Marvelous!" The ballet instructor said as she clapped.
~*RINGRING*~
"Trowa! It's for you!" Someone screamed. He was the person who had answered it.
Trowa arched an eyebrow and walked over to it taking the phone.
A Few Seconds Later...
"Madame...I will have to go now for important matters...I hope this does not disturb your class..." Trowa said.
"Of course you can go! My best pupil can go!" The Madame said in a heavly accented voice.
"Thank you," Trowa said before walking out. "I wonder if I should skip my gymnastic classes also because I'm gonna need to get up early for this..."
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"I believe this matter should be discussed now and now only! The stocks have raised and hit sky rocket!" The first man said.
"Quatre! You are doing quite a great job of this!"
"Yessirree! Your father would've been proud!"
Quatre blushed. "Thank you everyone...as for other matters, I think we should discuss them tomorrow. We will be meeting up with Miss Relena Peacecraft then. She also owns half this business."
"Mister Quatre! Why don't you ever discuss getting together with her? You're both the top leading manufacturers in this world and you work together! Yet you harbor no feelings for each other," A man asked.
Quatre turned bright red. 'Yeesh...they dig dig dig don't they,' "Well...I can't be answering that question in the way you want me to...Miss Relena and I are only very good friends and let's leave it at that. Meeting adjourned." He said as he gathered up his stuff and walked out quickly. His business were quite puzzled but shrugged it off and started packing themselves.
"Mister Quatre, you have one message," His secretary said as she handed him a piece of paper.
"Thanks!" He said taking the piece of paper and then waving before going out the door still blushing bright red.
Once he was out, he took several deep breaths and then read the note. "Tomorrow at seven...I'll definitly be there!"
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WuFei bowed as he faced off with his dad.
Block.
Kick.
Block.
Punch.
Block.
Kick.
"WUFEI! PHONE!" A voice rang out.
"Woman..." He said. It was his sister. He walked over to her, gave her the coldest of all glares and took the phone. "Hello?"
Nod.
"Okay,"
Nod.
"I'll be there,"
He hung up.
"I'm gonna go to sleep. Tomorrow, I'm going to the video recording station at seven. I think they're starting the whole show up again." He said.
"Goodnight son." Mr. Chang said as he turned to a punching bag and started practicing moves.
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Relena put her hand up to her mouth and yawned. She was on her private airplane flying back home after a business meeting. "I can't believe I'm saying this but I wish Gundam Wing was still going...Sure I was portrayed as someone who begged for her death but that show was cool...they picked us based on our personalities so I've got to give them credit for that," She muttered looking out the window sipping on an ice mocha latte.
"Miss Relena, you had a message earlier on," The attendant said coming up to her handing her a slip of paper.
"Thank you," She said as she read it. She leaned back and smiled. "Dreams do come true! I just hope that what ever they do...they better change my character," She muttered. 'We should definitly reach there tomorrow, no sweat,' She thought before dropping off into a deep sleep.
Well! It's 2 in the morning and I'm tired so I'm really sorry if this sucked! C&C please! No flames or I swear I'll cuss at you so bad your ears are gonna hurt...Otehr then that..I hope you've liked my story! ^_~ Ja minna!
~*Angel*~