A Prayer Answered-Part VII
by Shinigami's Tenshi
*Disclaimer- The usual. Don't own Gundam Wing. I hold all rights to the plot, original characters, and original Gundams(they're coming, kay? I'm still waiting for the sketch a friend's doing for me). Blah blah blah, you know the drill...please r&r.
**Club XTC**
***Duo***
After we went back to Yuri's apartment, I had begged Yuri to go to a nightclub with me. She relented and I told her to wear her new top. She screamed at me.
"NO! No, no, no. You can't make me!"
I put on an irresistible pout. "Pwease? For me? Pretty pretty please?"
She sighed, and stomped to her bedroom. I happily gloated and decided to change into the black leather pants and a black A|X shirt.
Yuri hadn't really wanted to come with me, but now at the club she looked like she was having a great time. She had put on a black, see-through blouse over the red top, but after dancing for an hour it started getting hot so she took it off. I found that she had applied body glitter to her shoulder and arms. My jaws almost dropped at the spectacular site in front of me. Her body illuminated with the neon lights, moving to the fast beat of the techno song the DJ was playing; wisps of loose indigo-blue hair with silver hair mascara flying around her pretty face; nicely shaped legs wrapped in a pair of skin-tight black flares. My heart raced and I gulped. I didn't know how long I could stand seeing this 'til I did something crazy and unforgivable. My arms, which were loosely around her, dropped and I tapped her smooth shoulders. Her eyes opened and I pointed to the restroom. She nodded, then went to the bartender (AN: no, not to order an alcoholic drink..please keep in mind she's only 16).
I pushed my way through the crowd, and pulled open the restroom door. I breathed heavily, stumbling toward the sink and splashing my face with cold water. Whoa, where the heck did THOSE kind of thoughts about Yuri come from? I couldn't have these thoughts about her, no, not now. Not when she's so confused and her feelings are vulnerable.
***Yuri***
I was really enjoying myself, what with Duo's arms around me and both of us dancing to the music. But then he had to go to the restroom, so I went to order a Sprite. The bartender looked really nice and I started a conversation with him while waiting for Duo to get back.
"Do lots of people come every night or is it just on certain nights?"
"I wish! It's always this crowded. And the underage always try to get away with ordering alcohol. Thank you for making my job somewhat easier tonight."
I flashed him a smile and told him it was no problem, I didn't really like beer anyway. A hand tapped me on the arm, and I whirled around, expecting Duo. Instead, I found a handsome guy with blond hair.
"Yes?"
"Hi, my name's Max. I thought you looked cute, and my friends over there dared me to ask you to dance. Would you like to? They'll tease me endlessly if you don't."
"Sure, why not. You're too fine to refuse anyway." I flirted, wondering if Duo would be jealous if he saw.
I followed him, but when we got near the back exit I became suspicious. I stopped and pulled on his arm. Also, I had noticed that two boys were behind me.
"Wait, where are we going?"
He looked around, then motioned to the other guys. Before I knew what was happening, they gagged and pulled me out the door. Along the way they accidentally knocked over a glass of Coke on a table, which splashed onto my pants. Luckily they are black, but I was still pissed. They had cost me a fortune. I struggled against their rough grips. Right when I was going to give up hope, I aimed a high kick which landed on Max's head. The others dropped me to help him which was a bad mistake. I ripped the gag off, and knocked the two boys unconscious while their backs were turned. Then, not too gently, I pulled Max up and bent his arms in an uncomfortable position behind his back.
"Your two friends spilled a glass of Coke on my very expensive flares. I'm not too happy about that, neither am I happy that you attempted to kidnap me. I really don't want to break your arms because you really are cute, so you better tell me who the hell you are and who you're working for." I tightened my hands until I knew I was very close to cutting off his blood circulation.
He let out a painful scream. "OW! ow! Lemme go you bitch!"
"Tsk, tsk, don't you know it's rude to call a girl a bitch? But if you won't answer me, I guess I'll just have to break your arms. Too bad." Slowly, I started twisting one of his arms.
"OH SHIT!! Alright, alright, I'll tell you!! Just let go!"
"Nuh uh. Not until you answer me."
"My name really is Max, and I work for OD."
"What's OD?"
"The Organization of Destruction. We want to carry out the honorable deceased Dekim's plans. Your stupid pilot friends killed Dekim, and now we want revenge. You, on the other hand, are luckier. Our leader has decided he likes you, so you won't be killed along with the pilots." He sneered.
"Who's your leader."
"We aren't allowed to know his name, but I heard he took a liking to you after going to your junk yard."
I let him go suddenly, trying to remember. My mind drew up a blank. Then I saw a fist coming at my face. I grabbed it, and neatly punched Max in the nose. He whimpered and ran off like a coward. After dusting myself off, I went back in.
"Yuri, where were you?" a worried Duo asked.
"Outside. This guy named Max, from OD, tried to kidnap me. Duo, have you heard of them?"
"Yea. They're the group we're supposed to put out, but I wasn't allowed to tell you their name until you started training. We thought you'd be safer that way. We should go now."
"No, it's ok. I want to dance some more. I have a feeling it's going to be a long time before we have fun anymore." I had a sudden urge to be close to Duo, to feel content knowing that if he's here, I'll be fine.
Other couples were dancing closely to a slower song, so I led him to the dance floor. I pulled him close and wrapped my hands around his neck. He held me possessively, warily searching the place. I don't know what took over me, but I suddenly stood on my toes and pulled him into a deep kiss.
"Yuri chan?"
I blushed. "Sorry.." I mumbled.
He grinned and gave me a don't-worry-I-enjoyed-it-very-much look. We danced the night away until I looked at my watch and saw it was already one in the morning. I yawned and rubbed my eyes sleepily, taking care not to smudge my silvery-blue eye shadow.
"Ready to go?" Duo asked.
"Sure. Thanks for a great night, Duo kun."
"It was my pleasure. Here, give me your keys. You look too tired to drive."
I gave him a weary smile and fished out my keys from the single back pocket. "Domo arigato."
For the second night in a row, I fell asleep on the ride home, and had to have Duo carry me up to my bed. I suppose my heart made the decision for me that night, that I really do love him, but my head told me now wasn't the time to fall head-over-heels in love. Feelings would just have to wait until after we extinguish the OD.
Fin
What can I say, I wasn't in a great mood when I wrote this so decided to bash my own antagonists. I'm such a bad author. Oh well.
by Shinigami's Tenshi
*Disclaimer- The usual. Don't own Gundam Wing. I hold all rights to the plot, original characters, and original Gundams(they're coming, kay? I'm still waiting for the sketch a friend's doing for me). Blah blah blah, you know the drill...please r&r.
**Club XTC**
***Duo***
After we went back to Yuri's apartment, I had begged Yuri to go to a nightclub with me. She relented and I told her to wear her new top. She screamed at me.
"NO! No, no, no. You can't make me!"
I put on an irresistible pout. "Pwease? For me? Pretty pretty please?"
She sighed, and stomped to her bedroom. I happily gloated and decided to change into the black leather pants and a black A|X shirt.
Yuri hadn't really wanted to come with me, but now at the club she looked like she was having a great time. She had put on a black, see-through blouse over the red top, but after dancing for an hour it started getting hot so she took it off. I found that she had applied body glitter to her shoulder and arms. My jaws almost dropped at the spectacular site in front of me. Her body illuminated with the neon lights, moving to the fast beat of the techno song the DJ was playing; wisps of loose indigo-blue hair with silver hair mascara flying around her pretty face; nicely shaped legs wrapped in a pair of skin-tight black flares. My heart raced and I gulped. I didn't know how long I could stand seeing this 'til I did something crazy and unforgivable. My arms, which were loosely around her, dropped and I tapped her smooth shoulders. Her eyes opened and I pointed to the restroom. She nodded, then went to the bartender (AN: no, not to order an alcoholic drink..please keep in mind she's only 16).
I pushed my way through the crowd, and pulled open the restroom door. I breathed heavily, stumbling toward the sink and splashing my face with cold water. Whoa, where the heck did THOSE kind of thoughts about Yuri come from? I couldn't have these thoughts about her, no, not now. Not when she's so confused and her feelings are vulnerable.
***Yuri***
I was really enjoying myself, what with Duo's arms around me and both of us dancing to the music. But then he had to go to the restroom, so I went to order a Sprite. The bartender looked really nice and I started a conversation with him while waiting for Duo to get back.
"Do lots of people come every night or is it just on certain nights?"
"I wish! It's always this crowded. And the underage always try to get away with ordering alcohol. Thank you for making my job somewhat easier tonight."
I flashed him a smile and told him it was no problem, I didn't really like beer anyway. A hand tapped me on the arm, and I whirled around, expecting Duo. Instead, I found a handsome guy with blond hair.
"Yes?"
"Hi, my name's Max. I thought you looked cute, and my friends over there dared me to ask you to dance. Would you like to? They'll tease me endlessly if you don't."
"Sure, why not. You're too fine to refuse anyway." I flirted, wondering if Duo would be jealous if he saw.
I followed him, but when we got near the back exit I became suspicious. I stopped and pulled on his arm. Also, I had noticed that two boys were behind me.
"Wait, where are we going?"
He looked around, then motioned to the other guys. Before I knew what was happening, they gagged and pulled me out the door. Along the way they accidentally knocked over a glass of Coke on a table, which splashed onto my pants. Luckily they are black, but I was still pissed. They had cost me a fortune. I struggled against their rough grips. Right when I was going to give up hope, I aimed a high kick which landed on Max's head. The others dropped me to help him which was a bad mistake. I ripped the gag off, and knocked the two boys unconscious while their backs were turned. Then, not too gently, I pulled Max up and bent his arms in an uncomfortable position behind his back.
"Your two friends spilled a glass of Coke on my very expensive flares. I'm not too happy about that, neither am I happy that you attempted to kidnap me. I really don't want to break your arms because you really are cute, so you better tell me who the hell you are and who you're working for." I tightened my hands until I knew I was very close to cutting off his blood circulation.
He let out a painful scream. "OW! ow! Lemme go you bitch!"
"Tsk, tsk, don't you know it's rude to call a girl a bitch? But if you won't answer me, I guess I'll just have to break your arms. Too bad." Slowly, I started twisting one of his arms.
"OH SHIT!! Alright, alright, I'll tell you!! Just let go!"
"Nuh uh. Not until you answer me."
"My name really is Max, and I work for OD."
"What's OD?"
"The Organization of Destruction. We want to carry out the honorable deceased Dekim's plans. Your stupid pilot friends killed Dekim, and now we want revenge. You, on the other hand, are luckier. Our leader has decided he likes you, so you won't be killed along with the pilots." He sneered.
"Who's your leader."
"We aren't allowed to know his name, but I heard he took a liking to you after going to your junk yard."
I let him go suddenly, trying to remember. My mind drew up a blank. Then I saw a fist coming at my face. I grabbed it, and neatly punched Max in the nose. He whimpered and ran off like a coward. After dusting myself off, I went back in.
"Yuri, where were you?" a worried Duo asked.
"Outside. This guy named Max, from OD, tried to kidnap me. Duo, have you heard of them?"
"Yea. They're the group we're supposed to put out, but I wasn't allowed to tell you their name until you started training. We thought you'd be safer that way. We should go now."
"No, it's ok. I want to dance some more. I have a feeling it's going to be a long time before we have fun anymore." I had a sudden urge to be close to Duo, to feel content knowing that if he's here, I'll be fine.
Other couples were dancing closely to a slower song, so I led him to the dance floor. I pulled him close and wrapped my hands around his neck. He held me possessively, warily searching the place. I don't know what took over me, but I suddenly stood on my toes and pulled him into a deep kiss.
"Yuri chan?"
I blushed. "Sorry.." I mumbled.
He grinned and gave me a don't-worry-I-enjoyed-it-very-much look. We danced the night away until I looked at my watch and saw it was already one in the morning. I yawned and rubbed my eyes sleepily, taking care not to smudge my silvery-blue eye shadow.
"Ready to go?" Duo asked.
"Sure. Thanks for a great night, Duo kun."
"It was my pleasure. Here, give me your keys. You look too tired to drive."
I gave him a weary smile and fished out my keys from the single back pocket. "Domo arigato."
For the second night in a row, I fell asleep on the ride home, and had to have Duo carry me up to my bed. I suppose my heart made the decision for me that night, that I really do love him, but my head told me now wasn't the time to fall head-over-heels in love. Feelings would just have to wait until after we extinguish the OD.
Fin
What can I say, I wasn't in a great mood when I wrote this so decided to bash my own antagonists. I'm such a bad author. Oh well.