Gundam Wing: La Femmes
A Fanfic by Lady Lye
(c)2001
Rated for strong language on behalf of the characters. Remember- it's not the author w/ the potty mouth-it's her potty-mouthed characters.
Disclaimer: I do not own the whole GW thing... If I did I sure as h*ll wouldn't be here wasting my time writing fanfics about them- I'd be using them as my you-know-what slaves per my latest obsession. So don't try to sue me- it ain't worth it.
Note: rough translation for my rough use of Spanish can be found at the bottom of the chapter. This will include all previous phrases.
WHOOOO!!!! I found a literal translation of omae o korosu!!! O yeh... Did I ever mention that I only was able to seriously sit down and Gundam this last tiem that it started? Yup. Only about 20+ eps for me!! Eh heh... So what? I do a lot of prep & research here. Anyway, I keep hearing 'omae o korosu' but was afraid to use it wrong. But now I have a literal translation! ('you will be killed') I figured as much. Anyway, look for it coming soon! *evil grin* I wonder who the unlucky twit will be.... Seeing as I've now completely blown all repsect I may have had from people... let's get on with the fic, eh?
THis chp FEELS much longer. I wonder if it is. Enjoy.
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Gundame: (pronunciation varies between gun-dum-eh and gun-dam-ay, but never gun-dame.) The mobile suits used by the five new girls. They are made of gundanium alloy but are coated with a newly developed substance making their shell even tougher than the gundams. Their pilots are known as the Dames.
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Heero is, the Prince of the Star. *cute little pic of Heero w/beautiful eyes against a shooting star background*
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Quatre ran around frantically trying to make tea. He waved away the servants, wanting to make it himself. He spoke aloud, tending to babble. Estelle watched him curiously, following along.
"-Wufei can be very, very violent- I have to apologize for him. Actually, almost all of my friends are violent. And very quiet. They don't talk much."
"Really?" Estelle said, truly interested in this sweet, pale young boy who was obviously slowly becoming a man. "You couldn't keep my friends from talking."
Quatre turned to her briefly. "I noticed that. You're all very… verbal. And really friendly with one another. You talk like normal people."
"We are normal people. Aren't you?"
Quatre tried to chuckle, but it came out more like a strangled, weak giggle. "Um, sure we are." Running through his mind were memories of his friends screaming down into battle. "Water's boiling!" He made the tea and then set it out on a tray (AN: yes, Quatre keeps tea trays. You got a problem with that? It's obvious the boy isn't gay! Not of course that that would be a bad thing- I happen to love Heero-Duo fics.) and took a seat across from her at one of the pleasant tables stationed in nooks of the massive kitchen.
Estelle savored the tea. "Congratulations- you pass inspection Mr. Winner!"
"Good tea is important, isn't it?" he agreed, smiling and savoring his own. He had indeed outdone himself this time. "Please, call me Quatre."
"As I am Estelle," she reached her hand out and they shook. "I'm very sorry to say that I've had little information as to current events- what is it your family does?"
"The Winner family owns a major corporation- we do everything. But that's really not interesting. How did you end up working for Relena?"
"We were… assigned, I suppose you could say," she stared into her cup. "We believe firmly in everything Ms. Relena does, and so it's our mission to help her succeed in her goals." For some reason, she felt she could tell this boy anything. His blue eyes were so sincere. "I lost my family when I was seven years old."
"That's horrible," Quatre said, really meaning it. He put a hand on her arm to comfort her. "I'm so sorry."
"I-It's alright. It was a long time ago. All of us have lost families, you know. Kyla's parents died of a fever and then she went to live with her grandmother who was killed by ESA soldiers. Andria was separated from her parents on the Serengeti- she found them dead a few days later. Isabel lost her sister and parents to still more soldiers because of her family's resistance. Raisa was kidnapped by rebels in Russia and was rescued. Reports have come trickling in over the years that her family is dead as well."
"And yours?" he prompted, his heart going out to her. "If it's not too-"
"No. I should tell this to someone who hasn't had it happen to them," Estelle pushed her hair out of her face. "My parents all died of a disease. My older brother tried to take care of me, but he was killed by soldiers when he had to steal food to feed us. I wandered those streets for days… Madam Anthony found me then. She took me in and that's when I met the other girls."
"I'm so sorry, Estelle…" Quatre said, his own eyes holding the beginnings of tears.
Estelle sniffed and wiped her eyes. "I'm alright. I mean- you have to move on, right? There's no sense in dwelling on the past when there's nothing you can do to change it. Learn your lesson and move on." She slowly began to cry however.
"Estelle…" Quatre sympathized. He moved into a chair nearer to her and let her cry on his shoulder.
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Wufei chased Isabel into the flower gardens of the residence. He looked for her frantically- which way had she gone? He couldn't quite understand it, but he felt the wildest attraction to her. He had to know if she felt the same for him, or if that kiss had been a joke. No, that kiss could not have been a joke. No one kissed like that without meaning it.
"Over here, amante," he heard her call softly.
He found her sitting beneath a rose bush. "I don't even know your name."
"Isabel," she smiled. "Sit. And yours?"
"Wufei," he replied, sitting as close to her as he dared.
"Interesting. Where have you come from, Wufei?" she asked him, looking at him with her luminous black eyes.
Those eyes seemed to penetrate into his soul. He remembered a pair of eyes that had done that once… "Outer Space. My family's from China."
"I figured that," she said drily. Wufei cursed himself for being so stupid. "But that's not what I meant- where have you come from, Wufei?"
"What do you mean?"
She got a far away look in her eyes. "A long, long time ago, my family lived in what's left of Spain. We were so happy. I was the happiest child you could ever wish to meet. But my parents resisted against the Alliance- Within a day, my entire family was destroyed. I became the saddest child, in return for being the happiest. Had I not been taken in and joined my friends, I would probably not be alive right now."
Wufei didn't know what to say. "That was injustice," he croaked. "The Alliance was wrong. I'm sorry for you."
"Thank you. So where have you come from, Wu-man?" she smiled at him. "That is what Kyla's dingbat friend called you, isn't it?"
"I… have never really been happy," he cast his eyes down. "When I- I lost my wife- I turned all my anger on the Alliance, and towards protecting the colonys." Why was he telling her this? He had never told anyone so much about himself.
"To lose someone so close to you is the ultimate pain, I know," she put a hand on his arm. He looked up at her in surprise. He wasn't a touchy-feely person like Duo, or even Quatre.
"Isabel- why did you do that?"
"Why did I do what? Why did I put my hand on your arm? Because human contact helps to lessen the pain. You haven't had enough contact. Why did I kiss you? For the same reason. And because you are muy calinete," she smiled.
"I don't speak Spanish," he apologized.
"Ask Heero. He will understand. He is a fast learner."
"How did you come to meet Heero?"
"Andria dragged him in one day," Isabel laughed at the memory. "He wouldn't speak to me. He's a tough one. He thinks he has so much to prove. Like he's constantly being watched, our Heero."
"Your Heero? Last I checked, none of us belonged to anyone," Wufei couldn't help saying.
"He's your Heero, too" she looked at him. "He's the braided dingbat's as well. And he's mine, and Kyla's and Raisa's and Estelle's and especially Andria's."
"He's Relena's too," Wufei said firmly.
"Mmm, I gathered that."
They sat in silence for a while. Finally, Wufei couldn't stand it anymore. "Why did you kiss me?"
"I told you already. You're muy caliente, and you needed it. Wu-man, I can tell just by looking at you that you've denied yourself any kind of affection for god only knows how long. It's time you get off your ass and start to live." She said determinedly.
Wufei couldn't help feeling chastened. "That's not what I meant."
"I know it's not," she smiled slyly. "You want to know if I kissed you because I want to do it again." He stared at her. "Why don't you come over here and find out, amante?"
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Relena decided that they would stay for a few days. No one complained. They were all very interested in finding out more about the other gender. None of them had ever really gotten a chance to do that before… Well, maybe Duo had. Then again, everyone's read Chp. 12, right?
Relena spent most of the time locked up in her office with a stressed out Hilde. Andria kept to her room as well. Heero was left to amuse himself or hang out with Trowa. The two messy-haired boys decided to just sit in one of the comfortable lounges. That was what they were there for, wasn't it? They did that for several days without saying a single word to one another.
In the meantime, Estelle and Quatre enjoyed the finer things in life. Tea, civilized conversation, and more tea. Both being from upper-crust families, they completely bonded on that level. Estelle became extremely interested in Quatre's work. He was becoming more and more involved in the workings of the family business, and it turned out Estelle had a knack for predicting what next would make it big.
A very reserved Raisa accompanied Wufei and Isabel into Sydney for an afternoon. She quickly decided that this was not a good idea and instead opted to stay home and read in the gardens for the next few days.
Kyla and Duo might as well have been one person. They went everywhere together. And they had fun while they did it. They never stayed at the residence all day- they usually went into Sydney for some city fun instead.
"So how long have you worn that braid?" Kyla asked, as they strolled through the sunny streets. They had bought ice cream from a street vendor and Kyla licked hers all the more delicately as Duo wolfed his down and threw the napkin in the trash before responding.
"Forever."
"Ah. Then you won't believe me when I tell you that I've never braided mine before," she said from half-closed eyes.
"No way! I DON'T believe you!"
"It's true," she said, licking very delicately.
Something didn't click. The tone of voice… the controlled look on her face… "You're lying."
"Yes, I am!" she laughed. "You're good! I always get Estelle on those."
"I always get all the guys," Duo pouted. "They never get it."
"They're so quiet…" she murmured.
"Yeah, they don't talk much."
"Well you sure talk enough for the five of you," she teased.
"Hey! Come here!" he grabbed her around her middle.
"Ah! Duo, stop that!" she laughed.
"Don't you know what they do to bad little girls who lie?" he said teasingly.
"No, what?" she twisted so she could still see his face.
"They don't get to finish their ice cream." He neatly plucked it from her hands and took a big bite.
"Duo!" she exclaimed. "Give that back!"
"Uh uh-" he managed to hold her and slowly eat the ice cream at the same time.
"C'mon, Duo! Is it my fault you ate yours in one bite?" she tried to reach for it but her arms were pinned.
"Mmm… I'm gonna take my time with this one, though. Mine was chocolate- this is strawberry, it's better. You should really try it," he chuckled, enjoying watching her struggle.
"Hah!" she got her hands free and grabbed the ice cream. In that one split second where she jumped up for the cone, Duo's heart stopped beating. She was glorious. She really, really was. She skipped away a few paces and turned to look at him, eating her ice cream triumphantly. She paused. "Hey! You ate that big strawberry I was trying to save!"
"The God of Death strikes again," he regained his cool and moved so they could walk side by side again.
"God of Death? Thanatos?" she asked.
"What's Thanatos?"
"The God of Death."
"Oh."
"Why did you call yourself that?"
"Because I AM the God of Death, baby," he said, forgetting for a moment just who he was talking to. In his mind's eye he saw what he thought of as his glory days.
She looked at him oddly. "Alright, Thanatos. Whatever you say," she finished the ice cream. 'I know I've heard that 'god of death' thing somewhere before,' she thought.
"Thanatos… I like it."
"Isabel still calls you a dingbat."
"What!? Why?"
"Because you are. Ooh- look!" she dragged away down the sidewalk. "Aren't these just the coolest?" she stared at the outfit in the store window longingly.
"They're clothes. So what?"
"So they're COOL clothes! Look at the embroidery- they're so pretty!"
"Let's move on-"
"I want to go try them on!" she dragged him inside. He took a seat next to the counter, where the clerk gave him a knowing look. 'You're gonna be here for a while' it said. He sighed while Kyla rushed around picking out clothes to try on. "I'll be right out!" she called.
"Ok, Kyla," he tried to sound encouraging. "Dammit… why am I being so nice? I'm a gundam pilot! I don't go clothes shopping!" he glanced down at his tired-looking black jeans. If it weren't for Quatre, he would probably never have realized that he had grown out of the old ones.
"Duo!" a voice exclaimed.
He glanced up sharply, old instincts returning. "Eleanor?"
"Hi, sugar," she hugged him.
Duo pulled away from her touch. He didn't want to see Eleanor. She had dumped him harshly. And he was here with Kyla- what if she saw him? 'What am I thinking? It's not like we're dating…' "What are you doing here, El?"
"Just doing some window shopping- and then I saw YOU in the window and I just had to come in!" she laughed. Her laugh grated on his nerves now.
"That's nice, Eleanor." He glanced at the changing room doors anxiously.
Eleanor too a seat on the arm of his chair, playing with his hair. "You know, I was thinking. Maybe you and I shouldn't have broken it off. Why don't you come around to my place sometime to discuss it? It's much too- PERSONAL to talk about here."
"No thanks, El. I've sworn off women," Duo got up. He felt like glaring at her and telling her to leave.
Eleanor pouted. "Then who's that?" she pointed.
Duo turned back to the dressing rooms behind him. A vision greeted him. "Kyla…" he breathed.
"Do you like it?" she asked, turning around slowly. The dress went to just above her knee and was form fitting but not tight. The deep blue contrasted with her paler eyes and little rhinestone shone from strategic places on its v-neck.
"Like it? I love it!" This was why he had come in here… Something in him had just known it… "You look beautiful, Kyla!"
She blushed. "Thanks."
"I think she looks like a slut," Eleanor said sharply.
"No one asked you," Duo turned on her viciously.
"Duo," Kyla came and put a hand on his shoulder, alarmed.
"So is she for rent, or what?" Eleanor sneered.
"Take a hike, El," Duo sneered. Without realizing it, he slipped a protective arm around Kyla's waist. "I think it's almost time for your next appointment. Don't want to keep big, unshaven and hairy waiting, now do we?"
Eleanor glared at Kyla. Kyla shot back a death glare of her own, unsettling Eleanor. "Fine then. Keep your new little hussie. She'll never last. I hope you're willing to keep putting out the dough for her- she's got expensive taste." She left, slamming the door of the shop behind her.
Duo had pulled Kyla still a little closer. She looked up at his face, concerned at the hard, cold lines there. "Duo?"
He shook his head, shaking off the grim mood. It had been too long since the last battle. "I'm ok. Don't let her worry you. She's just jealous."
"Of what?" Kyla said very quietly. Her voice was low and husky and it sent shivers through him.
He cleared his throat. "You're going to get the dress, right?" he released her so he could look at her again. Touching her was getting unbearable. She was too beautiful.
"I can't. It's way too expensive," she shook her head.
"Don't be silly- I'll pay for it then."
"But Duo-"
"With my own money too. You look beautiful. You should have the dress," he said firmly.
Kyla studied his face again. "Alright then. But let me pay for half-"
"No. It's my treat."
"Expensive treat."
"It's my gift then."
Kyla went to change back into her normal clothes, shaking her head and smiling. When she got inside the little stalls she leaned against one of the walls. What she had seen in his face and heard in his voice and felt in his touch. She sighed. No way. It wasn't possible. Could she really love him that much in so short a time? Was it even dreamable that he felt the same way? She dismissed the thoughts as silliness and changed quickly.
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Raisa sighed and closed her book. She looked up at the clouds. This was getting so boring. She looked back at the residence longingly. Trowa was in there. He had spoken to her today. Just a few sentences, but it was enough. Something stupid about not being able to find something, but it was enough.
She packed up her things and decided to go in. Casually, she strolled into the room where Heero and Duo had been sitting in silence, each doing his own thing. They glanced up at her as soon as they knew she wouldn't easily notice. She took a seat and brought out her book again. "Mind if I join you?" Shrugs and grunts. Inwardly she sighed. It was enough.
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If you want more idiotic GW:LaF adventures, go check out my Humorous fic back on my bio... I beleive it's called "GW:LaF characters rage in the author's head"
I also have some songfic type parodies out now... part of why this took so long... think "I'm too sexy for my gundam..." and "Bye, Bye, Ms Supid Pacifist Die" *grin*
Here are the terms you may need...
WARNING: I used the translator on www.dictionary.com http://www.dictionary.com for these. I don't expect them all to be good. I do hope they get the point across. If anyone knows of a better site to use or can give me some really excellent phrases for Isabel to say, let me know.
amante- lover
buen- good
cliente- hot
cosa caliente- hot thing
fresco como vienen- fresh as they come
materia caliente- hot stuff
mi buen pequeño amigo que mira - my good looking little friend.
muchacha- girl
muchacho- boy
Muchacha del idiota- idiot girl
muy- very. as in muy caliente
perra estúpida- stupid bitch
un moron de mierda- a fucking moron (don't worry, I really do love you, Duo...)
Love it? Hate it? Give me frikkin feedback!!
But thank you for reading anyway :)
-Lady Lye
A Fanfic by Lady Lye
(c)2001
Rated for strong language on behalf of the characters. Remember- it's not the author w/ the potty mouth-it's her potty-mouthed characters.
Disclaimer: I do not own the whole GW thing... If I did I sure as h*ll wouldn't be here wasting my time writing fanfics about them- I'd be using them as my you-know-what slaves per my latest obsession. So don't try to sue me- it ain't worth it.
Note: rough translation for my rough use of Spanish can be found at the bottom of the chapter. This will include all previous phrases.
WHOOOO!!!! I found a literal translation of omae o korosu!!! O yeh... Did I ever mention that I only was able to seriously sit down and Gundam this last tiem that it started? Yup. Only about 20+ eps for me!! Eh heh... So what? I do a lot of prep & research here. Anyway, I keep hearing 'omae o korosu' but was afraid to use it wrong. But now I have a literal translation! ('you will be killed') I figured as much. Anyway, look for it coming soon! *evil grin* I wonder who the unlucky twit will be.... Seeing as I've now completely blown all repsect I may have had from people... let's get on with the fic, eh?
THis chp FEELS much longer. I wonder if it is. Enjoy.
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Gundame: (pronunciation varies between gun-dum-eh and gun-dam-ay, but never gun-dame.) The mobile suits used by the five new girls. They are made of gundanium alloy but are coated with a newly developed substance making their shell even tougher than the gundams. Their pilots are known as the Dames.
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Heero is, the Prince of the Star. *cute little pic of Heero w/beautiful eyes against a shooting star background*
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Quatre ran around frantically trying to make tea. He waved away the servants, wanting to make it himself. He spoke aloud, tending to babble. Estelle watched him curiously, following along.
"-Wufei can be very, very violent- I have to apologize for him. Actually, almost all of my friends are violent. And very quiet. They don't talk much."
"Really?" Estelle said, truly interested in this sweet, pale young boy who was obviously slowly becoming a man. "You couldn't keep my friends from talking."
Quatre turned to her briefly. "I noticed that. You're all very… verbal. And really friendly with one another. You talk like normal people."
"We are normal people. Aren't you?"
Quatre tried to chuckle, but it came out more like a strangled, weak giggle. "Um, sure we are." Running through his mind were memories of his friends screaming down into battle. "Water's boiling!" He made the tea and then set it out on a tray (AN: yes, Quatre keeps tea trays. You got a problem with that? It's obvious the boy isn't gay! Not of course that that would be a bad thing- I happen to love Heero-Duo fics.) and took a seat across from her at one of the pleasant tables stationed in nooks of the massive kitchen.
Estelle savored the tea. "Congratulations- you pass inspection Mr. Winner!"
"Good tea is important, isn't it?" he agreed, smiling and savoring his own. He had indeed outdone himself this time. "Please, call me Quatre."
"As I am Estelle," she reached her hand out and they shook. "I'm very sorry to say that I've had little information as to current events- what is it your family does?"
"The Winner family owns a major corporation- we do everything. But that's really not interesting. How did you end up working for Relena?"
"We were… assigned, I suppose you could say," she stared into her cup. "We believe firmly in everything Ms. Relena does, and so it's our mission to help her succeed in her goals." For some reason, she felt she could tell this boy anything. His blue eyes were so sincere. "I lost my family when I was seven years old."
"That's horrible," Quatre said, really meaning it. He put a hand on her arm to comfort her. "I'm so sorry."
"I-It's alright. It was a long time ago. All of us have lost families, you know. Kyla's parents died of a fever and then she went to live with her grandmother who was killed by ESA soldiers. Andria was separated from her parents on the Serengeti- she found them dead a few days later. Isabel lost her sister and parents to still more soldiers because of her family's resistance. Raisa was kidnapped by rebels in Russia and was rescued. Reports have come trickling in over the years that her family is dead as well."
"And yours?" he prompted, his heart going out to her. "If it's not too-"
"No. I should tell this to someone who hasn't had it happen to them," Estelle pushed her hair out of her face. "My parents all died of a disease. My older brother tried to take care of me, but he was killed by soldiers when he had to steal food to feed us. I wandered those streets for days… Madam Anthony found me then. She took me in and that's when I met the other girls."
"I'm so sorry, Estelle…" Quatre said, his own eyes holding the beginnings of tears.
Estelle sniffed and wiped her eyes. "I'm alright. I mean- you have to move on, right? There's no sense in dwelling on the past when there's nothing you can do to change it. Learn your lesson and move on." She slowly began to cry however.
"Estelle…" Quatre sympathized. He moved into a chair nearer to her and let her cry on his shoulder.
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Wufei chased Isabel into the flower gardens of the residence. He looked for her frantically- which way had she gone? He couldn't quite understand it, but he felt the wildest attraction to her. He had to know if she felt the same for him, or if that kiss had been a joke. No, that kiss could not have been a joke. No one kissed like that without meaning it.
"Over here, amante," he heard her call softly.
He found her sitting beneath a rose bush. "I don't even know your name."
"Isabel," she smiled. "Sit. And yours?"
"Wufei," he replied, sitting as close to her as he dared.
"Interesting. Where have you come from, Wufei?" she asked him, looking at him with her luminous black eyes.
Those eyes seemed to penetrate into his soul. He remembered a pair of eyes that had done that once… "Outer Space. My family's from China."
"I figured that," she said drily. Wufei cursed himself for being so stupid. "But that's not what I meant- where have you come from, Wufei?"
"What do you mean?"
She got a far away look in her eyes. "A long, long time ago, my family lived in what's left of Spain. We were so happy. I was the happiest child you could ever wish to meet. But my parents resisted against the Alliance- Within a day, my entire family was destroyed. I became the saddest child, in return for being the happiest. Had I not been taken in and joined my friends, I would probably not be alive right now."
Wufei didn't know what to say. "That was injustice," he croaked. "The Alliance was wrong. I'm sorry for you."
"Thank you. So where have you come from, Wu-man?" she smiled at him. "That is what Kyla's dingbat friend called you, isn't it?"
"I… have never really been happy," he cast his eyes down. "When I- I lost my wife- I turned all my anger on the Alliance, and towards protecting the colonys." Why was he telling her this? He had never told anyone so much about himself.
"To lose someone so close to you is the ultimate pain, I know," she put a hand on his arm. He looked up at her in surprise. He wasn't a touchy-feely person like Duo, or even Quatre.
"Isabel- why did you do that?"
"Why did I do what? Why did I put my hand on your arm? Because human contact helps to lessen the pain. You haven't had enough contact. Why did I kiss you? For the same reason. And because you are muy calinete," she smiled.
"I don't speak Spanish," he apologized.
"Ask Heero. He will understand. He is a fast learner."
"How did you come to meet Heero?"
"Andria dragged him in one day," Isabel laughed at the memory. "He wouldn't speak to me. He's a tough one. He thinks he has so much to prove. Like he's constantly being watched, our Heero."
"Your Heero? Last I checked, none of us belonged to anyone," Wufei couldn't help saying.
"He's your Heero, too" she looked at him. "He's the braided dingbat's as well. And he's mine, and Kyla's and Raisa's and Estelle's and especially Andria's."
"He's Relena's too," Wufei said firmly.
"Mmm, I gathered that."
They sat in silence for a while. Finally, Wufei couldn't stand it anymore. "Why did you kiss me?"
"I told you already. You're muy caliente, and you needed it. Wu-man, I can tell just by looking at you that you've denied yourself any kind of affection for god only knows how long. It's time you get off your ass and start to live." She said determinedly.
Wufei couldn't help feeling chastened. "That's not what I meant."
"I know it's not," she smiled slyly. "You want to know if I kissed you because I want to do it again." He stared at her. "Why don't you come over here and find out, amante?"
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Relena decided that they would stay for a few days. No one complained. They were all very interested in finding out more about the other gender. None of them had ever really gotten a chance to do that before… Well, maybe Duo had. Then again, everyone's read Chp. 12, right?
Relena spent most of the time locked up in her office with a stressed out Hilde. Andria kept to her room as well. Heero was left to amuse himself or hang out with Trowa. The two messy-haired boys decided to just sit in one of the comfortable lounges. That was what they were there for, wasn't it? They did that for several days without saying a single word to one another.
In the meantime, Estelle and Quatre enjoyed the finer things in life. Tea, civilized conversation, and more tea. Both being from upper-crust families, they completely bonded on that level. Estelle became extremely interested in Quatre's work. He was becoming more and more involved in the workings of the family business, and it turned out Estelle had a knack for predicting what next would make it big.
A very reserved Raisa accompanied Wufei and Isabel into Sydney for an afternoon. She quickly decided that this was not a good idea and instead opted to stay home and read in the gardens for the next few days.
Kyla and Duo might as well have been one person. They went everywhere together. And they had fun while they did it. They never stayed at the residence all day- they usually went into Sydney for some city fun instead.
"So how long have you worn that braid?" Kyla asked, as they strolled through the sunny streets. They had bought ice cream from a street vendor and Kyla licked hers all the more delicately as Duo wolfed his down and threw the napkin in the trash before responding.
"Forever."
"Ah. Then you won't believe me when I tell you that I've never braided mine before," she said from half-closed eyes.
"No way! I DON'T believe you!"
"It's true," she said, licking very delicately.
Something didn't click. The tone of voice… the controlled look on her face… "You're lying."
"Yes, I am!" she laughed. "You're good! I always get Estelle on those."
"I always get all the guys," Duo pouted. "They never get it."
"They're so quiet…" she murmured.
"Yeah, they don't talk much."
"Well you sure talk enough for the five of you," she teased.
"Hey! Come here!" he grabbed her around her middle.
"Ah! Duo, stop that!" she laughed.
"Don't you know what they do to bad little girls who lie?" he said teasingly.
"No, what?" she twisted so she could still see his face.
"They don't get to finish their ice cream." He neatly plucked it from her hands and took a big bite.
"Duo!" she exclaimed. "Give that back!"
"Uh uh-" he managed to hold her and slowly eat the ice cream at the same time.
"C'mon, Duo! Is it my fault you ate yours in one bite?" she tried to reach for it but her arms were pinned.
"Mmm… I'm gonna take my time with this one, though. Mine was chocolate- this is strawberry, it's better. You should really try it," he chuckled, enjoying watching her struggle.
"Hah!" she got her hands free and grabbed the ice cream. In that one split second where she jumped up for the cone, Duo's heart stopped beating. She was glorious. She really, really was. She skipped away a few paces and turned to look at him, eating her ice cream triumphantly. She paused. "Hey! You ate that big strawberry I was trying to save!"
"The God of Death strikes again," he regained his cool and moved so they could walk side by side again.
"God of Death? Thanatos?" she asked.
"What's Thanatos?"
"The God of Death."
"Oh."
"Why did you call yourself that?"
"Because I AM the God of Death, baby," he said, forgetting for a moment just who he was talking to. In his mind's eye he saw what he thought of as his glory days.
She looked at him oddly. "Alright, Thanatos. Whatever you say," she finished the ice cream. 'I know I've heard that 'god of death' thing somewhere before,' she thought.
"Thanatos… I like it."
"Isabel still calls you a dingbat."
"What!? Why?"
"Because you are. Ooh- look!" she dragged away down the sidewalk. "Aren't these just the coolest?" she stared at the outfit in the store window longingly.
"They're clothes. So what?"
"So they're COOL clothes! Look at the embroidery- they're so pretty!"
"Let's move on-"
"I want to go try them on!" she dragged him inside. He took a seat next to the counter, where the clerk gave him a knowing look. 'You're gonna be here for a while' it said. He sighed while Kyla rushed around picking out clothes to try on. "I'll be right out!" she called.
"Ok, Kyla," he tried to sound encouraging. "Dammit… why am I being so nice? I'm a gundam pilot! I don't go clothes shopping!" he glanced down at his tired-looking black jeans. If it weren't for Quatre, he would probably never have realized that he had grown out of the old ones.
"Duo!" a voice exclaimed.
He glanced up sharply, old instincts returning. "Eleanor?"
"Hi, sugar," she hugged him.
Duo pulled away from her touch. He didn't want to see Eleanor. She had dumped him harshly. And he was here with Kyla- what if she saw him? 'What am I thinking? It's not like we're dating…' "What are you doing here, El?"
"Just doing some window shopping- and then I saw YOU in the window and I just had to come in!" she laughed. Her laugh grated on his nerves now.
"That's nice, Eleanor." He glanced at the changing room doors anxiously.
Eleanor too a seat on the arm of his chair, playing with his hair. "You know, I was thinking. Maybe you and I shouldn't have broken it off. Why don't you come around to my place sometime to discuss it? It's much too- PERSONAL to talk about here."
"No thanks, El. I've sworn off women," Duo got up. He felt like glaring at her and telling her to leave.
Eleanor pouted. "Then who's that?" she pointed.
Duo turned back to the dressing rooms behind him. A vision greeted him. "Kyla…" he breathed.
"Do you like it?" she asked, turning around slowly. The dress went to just above her knee and was form fitting but not tight. The deep blue contrasted with her paler eyes and little rhinestone shone from strategic places on its v-neck.
"Like it? I love it!" This was why he had come in here… Something in him had just known it… "You look beautiful, Kyla!"
She blushed. "Thanks."
"I think she looks like a slut," Eleanor said sharply.
"No one asked you," Duo turned on her viciously.
"Duo," Kyla came and put a hand on his shoulder, alarmed.
"So is she for rent, or what?" Eleanor sneered.
"Take a hike, El," Duo sneered. Without realizing it, he slipped a protective arm around Kyla's waist. "I think it's almost time for your next appointment. Don't want to keep big, unshaven and hairy waiting, now do we?"
Eleanor glared at Kyla. Kyla shot back a death glare of her own, unsettling Eleanor. "Fine then. Keep your new little hussie. She'll never last. I hope you're willing to keep putting out the dough for her- she's got expensive taste." She left, slamming the door of the shop behind her.
Duo had pulled Kyla still a little closer. She looked up at his face, concerned at the hard, cold lines there. "Duo?"
He shook his head, shaking off the grim mood. It had been too long since the last battle. "I'm ok. Don't let her worry you. She's just jealous."
"Of what?" Kyla said very quietly. Her voice was low and husky and it sent shivers through him.
He cleared his throat. "You're going to get the dress, right?" he released her so he could look at her again. Touching her was getting unbearable. She was too beautiful.
"I can't. It's way too expensive," she shook her head.
"Don't be silly- I'll pay for it then."
"But Duo-"
"With my own money too. You look beautiful. You should have the dress," he said firmly.
Kyla studied his face again. "Alright then. But let me pay for half-"
"No. It's my treat."
"Expensive treat."
"It's my gift then."
Kyla went to change back into her normal clothes, shaking her head and smiling. When she got inside the little stalls she leaned against one of the walls. What she had seen in his face and heard in his voice and felt in his touch. She sighed. No way. It wasn't possible. Could she really love him that much in so short a time? Was it even dreamable that he felt the same way? She dismissed the thoughts as silliness and changed quickly.
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Raisa sighed and closed her book. She looked up at the clouds. This was getting so boring. She looked back at the residence longingly. Trowa was in there. He had spoken to her today. Just a few sentences, but it was enough. Something stupid about not being able to find something, but it was enough.
She packed up her things and decided to go in. Casually, she strolled into the room where Heero and Duo had been sitting in silence, each doing his own thing. They glanced up at her as soon as they knew she wouldn't easily notice. She took a seat and brought out her book again. "Mind if I join you?" Shrugs and grunts. Inwardly she sighed. It was enough.
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If you want more idiotic GW:LaF adventures, go check out my Humorous fic back on my bio... I beleive it's called "GW:LaF characters rage in the author's head"
I also have some songfic type parodies out now... part of why this took so long... think "I'm too sexy for my gundam..." and "Bye, Bye, Ms Supid Pacifist Die" *grin*
Here are the terms you may need...
WARNING: I used the translator on www.dictionary.com http://www.dictionary.com for these. I don't expect them all to be good. I do hope they get the point across. If anyone knows of a better site to use or can give me some really excellent phrases for Isabel to say, let me know.
amante- lover
buen- good
cliente- hot
cosa caliente- hot thing
fresco como vienen- fresh as they come
materia caliente- hot stuff
mi buen pequeño amigo que mira - my good looking little friend.
muchacha- girl
muchacho- boy
Muchacha del idiota- idiot girl
muy- very. as in muy caliente
perra estúpida- stupid bitch
un moron de mierda- a fucking moron (don't worry, I really do love you, Duo...)
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-Lady Lye
