Cherry Blosssom: Hiyee!! It's me again. I had SO much trouble writing this part. You would not BELIEVE the mental block—
Matteo: Yes we would.
Cherry Blossom: Shut up you. I was waiting for inspiration and I waited and waited and waited and then Matteo said "why don't stop waiting for inspiration to hit you in the ass and just write the damn thing" and I said "You're the muse. You write it" and then he said—
Matteo: Cherry!
Cherry Blossom: What?
Matteo: They don't need to hear your life story. Just get on with the fic.
Cherry Blossom: Hmph. Fine then. Have it your way. This is the continuation to Someone Else's Star so if you haven't read that one first you're going to be saying "What the hell?" during the whole fic. In fact, you might end up saying "What the hell?" anyway since this is a………..Hilde and Wufei romance. That's right. No I'm not drunk.
Matteo: Not yet.
Cherry Blossom: Shut up! This fic also has 2 YAOI pairings and 1 YURI pairing which means……….GAY PEOPLE and LESBIAN people. Not that that's a warning. It's just a statement so people can't whine to me later about how they didn't know there were GAY people in my fic. Songs, songs, songs. This fic features a particular piece called "In the Arms of Sleep" by the Smashing Pumpkins. Not to mention various Christmas carols. ^__^ Christmas sap is the best kind of sap.
Matteo: God save us.
Cherry Blossom: That's enough out of you. Just so you know, I don't own Gundam Wing. I know what you're thinking. You're thinking "how can someone so beautiful and talented NOT own Gundam Wing?"
Matteo: Actually I was thinking…..Got Milk?
Cherry Blossom: *sigh* Just read the damn fic.
Someone Else's Star-part 2
"Hurry up, you guys! The turkey's gonna get cold and you know how pissed Rashid gets when people are late to meals. Remember that time when Quatre invited us to supper and he and Trowa were both 20 minutes late and they said that it was because Trowa couldn't find his other shoe but we all KNOW why they were late and Rashid got all mad 'cause he made soufflé and it kinda collapsed and he said he was NEVER going to cook for us ever again and Quatre had to give him that puppy-dog look to make him forget. Remember that Wufei? And now Rashid's gonna get all mad again and it's all you guy's fault but Heero's gonna blame ME anyway because I was supposed to come and get you and he ALWAYS blames me. What were you two doing outside anyway? Never mind. I don't want to know. I just want to eat. Hurry up!"
Duo walked ahead of Hilde and Wufei, his braid bouncing saucily behind him as he chattered, totally oblivious to the now apparent blush that had spread over Hilde's cheeks and the strange look in Wufei's dark almond, shaped eyes.
Doesn't he ever shut up? Wufei thought irritably as he mentally forced himself to NOT look at the sway of Hilde's hips as she walked in front of him. This is stupid. This is so stupid. She's only an onna. I don't even know her. So why do I have this strange fluttering feeling in my stomach? It must be hunger. I need to eat, that's all.
Convincing himself that food was the cause of his discomfort, Wufei felt a little better. However, being behind Hilde with her lithe backside directly in his line of sight was wrecking havoc on his theory. Need to do something about that. Wufei lengthened his stride and passed Hilde, being certain not to make eye contact. And the plan would have worked well except that his arm brushed her side as he went by her. The slight touch sent a shiver traveling up Wufei's arm and down his spine. Dammit… Wufei struggled to keep his face expressionless and he picked up the pace. "Let's go Maxwell. I'm starving."
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Hilde jumped when she felt Wufei's arm brush against hers. All her muscles stiffened and she half-closed her eyes, reveling in the sensations that racked her body. Shit. I shouldn't be reacting this way. I don't even know the guy. Stupid, stupid, stupid. One kind look and now I'm falling all over myself like some star-struck, giggling schoolgirl. Hilde sighed and smoothed her hair back, trying to quiet the now frantic beating of her heart. She felt awfully light-headed all of a sudden. Maybe it's because I haven't eaten all day. Yeah, that's got to be it. My body wants food. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Hilde acknowledged that her body didn't really want food. Her body wanted Wufei, naked and at her mercy, smothered in whipped cream and chocolate pudding and—And that's enough of that! Hilde gave her head a shake. Geez, girl. You've been reading too many romance novels. It's time to forget about Mr. Chang Wufei. But this was easier said than done. Especially since now that Wufei was walking in front of her, she had a perfect view of his ass. That's guy's got _the_ cutest butt. Wait…what am I thinking? Stop that! Don't think about his perfect butt, dammit! Hilde forced her eyes away from Wufei's posterior and glared furiously at the red and gold carpeting as if it was its fault she was feeling this way. Think turkey. Think Christmas. Think anything but Wufei. Think presents. Hmm…Wufei with a big red bow around his…no, no, no. Don't think about _that_ for heaven's sake! Um…think cold showers. Think of Wufei in the shower-DAMMIT! Okay…deep breaths. Think annoying songs. Hilde replayed the lyrics to "Mambo #5" in head over and over again. She was so busy concentrating on NOT thinking about Wufei that she accidentally walked into the wall.
"Ouch! Dammit!"
Duo and Wufei turned around to look at her. Wufei's face was emotionless. Hilde felt like a complete baka. Now he knows what a clutz you are. Great job stupid.
"Are you okay, Hilde?" Duo asked, his face showing puzzled concern.
Hilde's face was now bright red and she rubbed her forehead sheepishly. "I'm fine. Let's just go eat, okay?"
Duo smiled brightly. "Don't have to tell me twice." He bounded into the dining room. Wufei observed Hilde a minute longer before turning and walking calmly through the doorway. Hilde tried to compose herself and combed her fingers nervously through her hair. Damn, damn, DAMN. Rashid's turkey better be worth it.
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It turned out that Rashid wasn't angry about Wufei and Hilde being late. He had his hands full with Dorothy and Catherine. Both girls were arguing about who would get to carve the turkey. Quatre and Trowa were ignoring their debate and looking deeply into each other's eyes in a way that could only be described as "love-sick". And by Nataku, Wufei _was_ sick of it. He turned his eyes away from them and concentrated on Heero, who was drumming his fingers on the table and glaring at Duo, who decided that since he couldn't have the turkey yet, he would have to content himself with sculpting his mashed potatoes into a _very_ abstract duplicate of the Deathscythe. Wufei sat down on the other side of Heero. This turned out to be a mistake because sitting directly across from him was _her_. He could still see the remnants of a blush on her face and her forehead sported a tiny red mark where she had banged it against the wall. I wonder why she did that? Could she be a little bit flustered by our…encounter as well? No, probably not. I'm imagining things. But why is she staring at me? Wufei sighed and looked down at his empty plate. I'm not hungry anymore.
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He won't even look at me. Hilde stared at the beautiful asian boy's face but he wouldn't make eye contact with her. I knew it. He thinks I'm an idiot. A clutzy idiot. Not that I care. I don't care at all. Why doesn't he look at me? Hilde twisted her napkin around her finger and tried to focus her attention on Dorothy and Catherine's argument.
"I should be the one to carve the turkey! I did the most work on it," Catherine exclaimed, shifting the platter of turkey she held in her arms and making a grab for the knife that was clutched tightly in Dorothy's hand.
"Ha! I was the one who made the stuffing! I get to carve it!" Dorothy held the knife out of Catherine's reach.
"You don't have as much experience with knives as me. You'd only cut yourself. You should let me do it."
Dorothy laughed. "What are you going to do? Use the turkey as a pincushion? It needs to be _carved_ not skewered. I'm the best person for the job."
"THAT'S ENOUGH!"
Rashid's voice was so loud that rattled the china on the table. Everybody stopped what they were doing to stare at the slightly peeved Maguanac. Rashid used this chance to grab the knife from the temporarily stunned Dorothy and take the turkey from Catherine.
"Both of you shut up and sit down. _I_ am going to carve the turkey and _you_ are going to be quiet, got it?"
Both Catherine and Dorothy nodded their heads and sat down, wide eyed. Quatre was trying hard not to laugh and Trowa was hiding a smirk behind that bang of his. Duo was even trying to conceal his laughter and even Heero had an amused smile on his face. Hilde was impressed. And that's why that guy is leader of the Maguanac Corps. Rashid sliced the turkey and started piling sections onto everybody's plates. Duo's face lit up and he smiled gratefully before shoveling food into his mouth. Hilde chuckled, remembering how many groceries she'd had to buy when Duo lived with her. That boy has too much appetite for his own good. But I can't blame him for pigging out tonight. This turkey is amazing! And this is Imperial Red Wine. Rashid really went all out. Hilde reached for her glass and managed to knock her spoon on the floor. She bent down to pick it up and froze. Duo and Heero, Trowa and Quatre, Dorothy and Catherine, ALL of them were playing footsie underneath the table! Dammit, can't these people stop for a minute? It's just not fair. I don't have anybody to…ah to hell with it. I don't need anybody anyway. Hilde picked up her spoon and slowly sat back up, avoiding all eye contact as she continued eating. Suddenly the turkey didn't taste as good. She reached for her wineglass and took a long drink. Something tells me that I'm gonna need a lot of this tonight.
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After dinner, everyone had gathered in the music room. Quatre took out his violin and Trowa got his flute and both proceeded to play various Christmas carols while Duo and Catherine sang. Dorothy surprised everyone by proving to be quite adept at the piano and for a while Wufei was able to relax and enjoy the company. It was rather amusing watching Duo try to hit high notes he couldn't possibly get, albeit rather painful on Wufei's ears.
"Jingle Bells, Batman smells! Robin laid an egg!"
"Baka. That's _not_ how it goes," Catherine argued.
Duo grinned. "That's how it goes in America. Batmobile lost its wheel and the Joker got away, HEY!"
Catherine rolled her eyes but she smiled and sang along with him. Duo just laughed and sang louder. After a while, Duo got tired of singing and contented himself with cuddling in Heero's arms and listening to the music. Dorothy played a beautiful solo piece and then Quatre and Trowa played a haunting duet, an old arrangement of The Coventry Carol. Wufei saw Hilde whispering is Quatre's ear and wondered what she was saying. He saw Quatre smile and nod.
"We have a request. Hilde is going to sing a carol for us," he announced.
"Go Hilde!" called Duo from his spot in Heero's arms. "You show 'em how it's done!"
Hilde seemed a little flustered but she relaxed when Quatre played the first few bars of music. Wufei thought he recognized the tune but he wasn't sure until Hilde opened her mouth and then all thought flew from his head all together.
"O Ho-ly Night! The stars are bright-ly shin—ing. It is the night of our dear Savior's birth."
Wufei's mouth dropped open in surprise. Hilde's voice, normally rough and low, rang out sweet and soft, climbing up and down the scale with no problem. Wufei hadn't known that Hilde could sing like that. He wondered what else he didn't know about her.
"Long lay the world—in sin and error pin—ing till he appeared and the soul felt its worth."
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Hilde lost herself in the song, closing her eyes to better concentrate on the music. Or maybe it was to avoid looking at the almond-eyed boy who was now staring intently at her. She could feel his eyes burning into her and she wondered what he saw. Maybe he felt something for her. It could be possible. And pigs could fly. Don't be silly. He's only staring at you because your singing is horrible. Well it was too late to back out now. Hilde sang louder, trying to drown out the beating of her heart.
"A thrill of hope, the wear-y world re-joi-ces for yon-der breaks a new and glorious morn. Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices! Oh, night di-vine! Oh, night when Christ was born."
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Wufei felt something stir inside of him as he listened to Hilde sing. Her eyes were closed and her head was thrown back, her whole body vibrating with the intensity of the song. She was transformed….beautiful. Wufei wondered if this is what she would look like while making love…and then immediately squashed the thought. Fool! Don't think of that. She'll never be with _you_. It's stupid to torture yourself that way. Besides, it's a weakness to want something so trivial. But half of Wufei's mind, not to mention all of his body, wanted to know very badly if this was what Hilde looked like while making love. I've got to get out of here.
"Oh, night di-vine; Oh, night, Oh night di-vine!"
As Hilde finished her song, Wufei stood up and cleared his throat.
"I'm feeling rather tired. If you will all excuse me, I'm going to bed."
Quatre looked mildly surprised at Wufei's statement but he smiled and said, "Of course, Wufei. Sleep well."
Wufei gave a slight, half-bow to the room at general and left quickly, leaving an extremely puzzled Hilde staring after him.
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:: sleep will not come to this tired body now
peace will not come to this lonely heart
there are some things I'll live without
but I want you to know that I need you right now
I need you tonight::
Hilde pulled back the covers on the wide, four-poster bed Quatre had arranged for her. It was much too big for her liking. So much empty space, reminding her that she had no one to share her bed, no one to hold her through the night. So much pathetic self-pity I think I'm gonna be sick. Stop thinking like that! You don't need a lover to be happy. But Hilde had to admit that having a lover might at least keep her warmer. Even with the covers pulled up over her head, it was still cold. My fault for not bringing the flannel pajamas. Instead I bring this flimsy, lacy nightgown. Way to be practical Hilde. Hilde shivered and huddled under the blankets, pulling her knees up to her chest and rubbing her arms for warmth. She fidgeted and turned, trying to find a comfortable position. It's no use. What I need is a nightcap. Hilde tossed the covers off, flung a shawl over her shoulders, and headed for the kitchen where she was pretty sure that she would find some brandy. Of course, Rashid probably only used it for cooking but Hilde had a much better use for it right now. Happy Holidays…
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::I steal a kiss from her sleeping shadow moves
cos I'll always miss her wherever she goes
and I'll always need her more than she could ever need me
I need someone to ease my mind
but sometimes a someone is so hard to find::
Wufei breathed deeply, trying to force himself to sleep. He was so tied and yet his mind _would_ not shut off. It kept running with thoughts of her. This is insane. It's like I'm obsessed or something. She's only an onna. A sexy, beautiful, spirited…onna. Damn. I _am_ obsessed. Wufei turned on his side and closed his eyes. The not-so-muffled sound of Trowa and Quatre enjoying themselves in the next room reached Wufei's ears and made him groan. Why oh why did I have to get the room next to THEM. I'm never going to get to sleep. The noises got louder and Wufei felt an ache in his own loins, an ache that longed to be filled. No. I don't need anybody. Especially not a weak onna like her. But Wufei's body said otherwise and the moans coming from the other room wasn't helping much. Finally, Wufei could take it no more and her pulled on a housecoat and left his room, heading for the kitchen. I wonder if there's any eggnog left…
::and I'll do anything to keep her here tonight
and I'll say anything to make her feel alright
and I'll be anything to keep her here tonight
cos I want you to stay, with me
I need you tonight::
Wufei stood in the doorway of the kitchen, just watching the rise and fall of Hilde's chest as she slept. She was curled up in one of the chairs, her head cradled in her arms on the table, an empty shot-glass of brandy by her hand. She looked so innocent. Like a child almost. Her bangs fell across her face into her eyes and her lips were curved in a small smile. Wufei had to admit that her nightgown wasn't very childish. It was a wispy sheath of white lace and it did almost nothing to conceal her body. Wufei's breath came faster and he moved closer to her, careful not to make a sound.
- ::she comes to me like an angel out of time
as I play the part of a saint down on my knees
there are some things I'll live without
but I want you to know that i need you right now::
Hilde murmured something in her sleep and she shivered involuntarily. Wufei reached out a hand and brushed it softly against her cold skin. Baka onna. You can't sleep out here. You'll freeze. Wufei sighed and slipped his arms underneath her, lifting her slowly so she wouldn't wake, smiling when she sighed and nestled in his arms, comforted by the sudden warmth. Truthfully, Hilde wouldn't have woken even if Wufei had dropped her. She was unused to the alcohol and not likely to regain consciousness anytime soon. Wufei carried her into her bedroom and tucked her in, pulling the covers tight around her. Hilde licked her lips and Wufei found himself bending closer, wanting to trace the passage of her tongue with his. He stopped himself before he got too close. Oh no you don't. Don't complicate this thing more than you have to. It's time to leave before you do something you might regret. He paused a minute to brush a few glossy black curls off her face before slipping silently out of her room and closing the door. There is no way I'm getting to sleep now.
::suffer my desire
suffer my desire
suffer my desire for you::
Matteo: This is getting mushier than I thought it would be. Is the next part going to be hentai?
Cherry Blossom: You bet your ass.
Matteo: ….no I didn't.
Cherry Blossom: It's an expression, baka. Anyway, repressed sexual tension is fun but you can only take so much.
Matteo: How would you know?
Cherry Blossom: Shut up now and I won't kill you.
Matteo: Promise?
Cherry Blossom: Mm….no.
Matteo: Didn't think so.
Cherry Blossom: REVIEW people. Or I'll think that you don't like me anymore *sniffle*.
Matteo: *sigh* Have a tissue.
Cherry Blossom: Booooh!