IMPORTANT STUFF: I do not own Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon nor Gundam Wing.
A Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon & Gundam Wing crossover
Our Little Princess
written by K-chan
Chapter Four, Part One: Wufei's Mini-Adventure into Unknown Territory
Out of the fifteen years of his life, this had to be the worse day, and Wufei couldn't care less if he had more years to come if that was possible AFTER surviving the giggling bundle in his arms. He walked back upstairs but instead of going to his room, he stopped in front of Duo's and smiled mysteriously. He kicked the door open (instead of TURNING the knob) because it was the idiot's room and he didn't care how he opened it since no one was home. After being with a baby this long, he had to vent his violent side out somewhere, and since Duo wasn't home it, his door was good enough!
Wufei entered the room and turned on the lights to find the room in a total mess as if a tornado had swept through the area. He readjusted his dropped jaw and snorted something like it shouldn't be a surprise that the pilot of Deathsythe was a slob. And it wasn't a wonder why the maids refused to step into the room to even clean it up since it was their job.
Wufei just stepped on everything as he made it deeper into the room, trying to avoid tripping over the stupid objects. Clothes, dirty clothes. Empty boxes of 'Pocky' (that he must've stolen from Heero's room) and half-empty bags of chips with some scattering onto the floor. Various cans of sodas stacked like a pyramid in a way that was pleasing to the eyes because of the different colors.
Wufei shook his head after that amused thought, scolding himself mentally not to think like Duo. When he reached the bed, he laid Usagi down. But right after he did that, he saw something peek out from beneath the bed... that looked like magazines. [SD-K-chan gasps: But of what type?!]
Quite curious, he pulled it out, gasping at the cover that had quite a lot of action, and immediately he threw it back under the bed with a flushed face, "That... that..." He turned to look at Usagi making happy gurgles, moving her limbs like the free spirit that she was. "That ANIME freak!" he finished and stomped over to the huge, walk-in closet that was affordable in every room of the Winnder Mansion. [SD-K-chan looks at everyone oddly: What? What did you think he was gonna say? Duo's a pervert? Baah, not my D-chan!]
If Duo's floor was scattered with junk, then what did his closet hold? MORE junk, and it all came tumbling down on poor Wufei, who found himself quite helpless and regretting that he ever stepped into foreign territory. He managed to dig himself out of the boxes of mini-Gundam Wing action figures AND Sailor Moon ones, more anime magazines, clothes, some videos and CDs, intellectual books, cute stuffed-bears, and whatnot that Duo shouldn't even possess like that shoebox with a baby lizard.
Wufei grabbed the books (instead of the Sailor Moon figures) and looked mighty confused, wondering what the idiot Shinigami was doing with such books. There was no way he could be reading those things!! While Wufei pondered about that, he didn't notice the lizard had escape, not that he knew there was a lizard in the box anyway!
To move the story along, he returned to his original purpose as to why he had invaded Duo's surprise-filled room. He journeyed deeper and deeper into the closet, brushing by the hung clothing as if they were annoying plants that smacked into his face every time he went into the jungle. [SD-K-chan blinks.] It did seem like a jungle now with nothing in sight but Duo's many, many clothes. How much clothes did the guy have?! Surely he wasn't a prissy prince into fashion!
Wufei did finally glance around and found it all black exactly like the usual outfit he wore. A giant sweatdrop would've weighed his head down, but he had far better things to do like finding the end to this infinite closet.
After an hour of walking through blackness, he came upon something NOT black! [SD-K-chan gasps: NO! Gotta... make... it... black... Uurgh.] He was satisfied with the piece of pink shirt (which really was a white one, but guess Duo didn't know how to do his laundry correctly) and began to look for a way out from the depths of hell (or something like that). Would it take him another hour (like he really knew the time) to get out again?
Losing patience, he did something way better than walking... He RAN, charging through the thick clothes, but suddenly he got entangled in them like they were possessed, grabbing his arms and legs to prevent him from escape. He jerked his arms free, ripping the clothing apart. It would've been nice if he had his katana with him, then he could go on a shredding spree--not to mention it was Duo's wardrobe, which was a MAJOR plus!
He put that idea in the little storage place labeled Ideas to Make Hell for Duo in the back of his brain and tore through the tunnel of black outfits, tearing them apart with his hands and teeth. He was like an enraged psycho on the loose, attacking any black clothing that was possessed!
And thank kami-sama that Wufei finally made out (and the writer had mercy to stop the closet insanity), falling face-flat onto the pile of junk that had tumbled onto him earlier. He sat up, feeling a breeze behind, but the sound of doors closing told him that things were unnatural. He stared wide-eyed at the now closed doors of the closet, "It was haunted?!"
He shuddered, not because of fear but of... Okay, it was fear! Who knew that Duo's closet had spirits living in it!! Did he even know?!
He looked at the pink shirt in his hand and smiled. He stood up and walked over to Usagi, who had been very quiet and well-behaved. [SD-K-chan rolls her eyes: Che, she'll make it up later.] He picked her up and dressed her in Duo's pink shirt, and even though it was many sizes to big for the infant, he was pleased with his ingenious idea of getting back at Duo for leaving zero diapers around despite the fact that it wasn't certain if it was the American's fault in the first place. He shrugged it off, thinking that if Duo was blamed for anything, everyone would believe he was guilty.
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Sorrie, everyone, for leaving it there... I went ahead and uploaded this 'cause I had computer problems a few weeks back, concerning some fic, and plus I will be away this weekend, which won't allow me the time to add Duo and stuff to the rest of the supposed chapter. Anyway I swear I don't know what I was on!! It said 'apple juice' on the label, but...
SD-Wufei: [runs in with a katana in hand] WHAT WERE YOU THINKIN', WOMAN?!!!
Gomen gomen, FeiFei!! I WASN'T thinking!!! I have some strange fascination with closets!!!
Wufei: How much more humiliation must I take from this... this atrocity?!! [pointing the katana at her] I demand you to stop it NOW!!
Bu-But... But that's like asking the readers to stop breathing!! I mean, they want more of this, so... so you just have to tell THEM to make ME stop writing... [turns away, snickering] which is really doubtful.
Wufei: I don't care about those weak people!!! If you don't stop, you weak woman, then face my wrath!!
I think I'd rather face your wrath now... I feel rather depress... (Maybe that'll get me in the mood for my uhh, depressing fics...)
[SD-Wufei blinks, holding the katana in mid-strike.]
I uploaded this story to this site, MediaMiner , and... [on the verge of tears] I got a 3 out of 10 rating from 13 votes (the last time I logged in)!!!! [sniffling] Bu-But the thing is... no one leaves a comment to tell me what's wrong with it!!!!!! They're meanies!!! Is my writing SO bad??!! Or is it my humor?!!! IF I HAVE ONE!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAH!!! [runs away, crying]
[SD-Wufei drops his katana, still blinking.] =,6.6,=