Disclaimer: As much as I would love to, unfortunately I don't own the g-
boys. *Sigh* The only things I do own are this lil ficcie and maybe a few
original chars along the way.
Note: Sorry it took me so long. I've had a mental block on this one. I still do actually. * Scratches her head confused* Whatever. Sorry if this is short.
He shot up out of bed, covered and sweat. Once looked around and made sure that he was, in fact, in his own bed he sighed. This was the third time in a week he had done this. He stared at the clock 5 A.M. Well, no pint in staying in bed. He got and headed towards the window. Wufei raked his fingers through his soaking wet hair. As looked down at the city below he thought about what had woken him up. It was the same fucking dream. He'd been having it for weeks now. He was with her, standing in the middle of her apartment making out like stupid, petty teenagers. At least that's how it had started out. Lately, they had been steamier. That much he was * Painfully * aware of. Why couldn't he get that infernal onna out of his mind?!? It's not like she was special, with her silky hair, sparkling eyes, or musical laughter. He stopped in his train of thought and cursed. He was letting her get to him. No woman had ever had this affect on him. And he couldn't stand it. Some stupid, weak Onna had power over him and she didn't even know it. He growled his frustration into the night. Well, he decided I'll just make sure she knows, tonight.
~That Night~
Wufei had dressed to impress in a black silk shirt and black slacks, that much was evident as he walked into the bar. He ignored the stares he was getting from the bar's patrons and marched straight up to one of the bartenders. He tapped her on the shoulder and once she had turned around he stated firmly "You have no power over me!" and walked out. Jessi blinked with surprise and watched his retreating back. She cocked her head to the side and thought to herself "Damn. He has a nice ass", before she started serving her customers once more.
S.G.
Well, whattaya think?
Note: Sorry it took me so long. I've had a mental block on this one. I still do actually. * Scratches her head confused* Whatever. Sorry if this is short.
He shot up out of bed, covered and sweat. Once looked around and made sure that he was, in fact, in his own bed he sighed. This was the third time in a week he had done this. He stared at the clock 5 A.M. Well, no pint in staying in bed. He got and headed towards the window. Wufei raked his fingers through his soaking wet hair. As looked down at the city below he thought about what had woken him up. It was the same fucking dream. He'd been having it for weeks now. He was with her, standing in the middle of her apartment making out like stupid, petty teenagers. At least that's how it had started out. Lately, they had been steamier. That much he was * Painfully * aware of. Why couldn't he get that infernal onna out of his mind?!? It's not like she was special, with her silky hair, sparkling eyes, or musical laughter. He stopped in his train of thought and cursed. He was letting her get to him. No woman had ever had this affect on him. And he couldn't stand it. Some stupid, weak Onna had power over him and she didn't even know it. He growled his frustration into the night. Well, he decided I'll just make sure she knows, tonight.
~That Night~
Wufei had dressed to impress in a black silk shirt and black slacks, that much was evident as he walked into the bar. He ignored the stares he was getting from the bar's patrons and marched straight up to one of the bartenders. He tapped her on the shoulder and once she had turned around he stated firmly "You have no power over me!" and walked out. Jessi blinked with surprise and watched his retreating back. She cocked her head to the side and thought to herself "Damn. He has a nice ass", before she started serving her customers once more.
S.G.
Well, whattaya think?
