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.
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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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Kyla and Raisa bent over the computer printout of Thistle Wing's current state. They assessed the damage and went to work, tinkering and making repairs. They had finished with Whisper War and were slowly making their way to each of the gundame. They were the only two who really liked repairing the machines. Andria had opted to go out hunting for parts, though she would normally happily have joined them.
They worked mostly in silence so they could concentrate. It was thus that Kyla was able to pick up a small scuffling sound. She paused, listening. Raisa glanced up briefly. She understood. Kyla would look into it.
Kyla slid down onto the floor and crouched under the platform the gundame was on. She thought she saw a shadow moving and crept the long way around to investigate. Whoever was in their secret hanger was in trouble… She slipped into the shadow between the huge storage cabinets. She felt a blade being pressed to her throat and froze.
"Where'd you get the gundams?" a voice hissed.
Kyla took a deep breath, careful to avoid being cut. She was sure she had heard that voice before…
"I said, where'd you get the gundams?"
"Duo…" Kyla croaked, trying her best not to move. "It's me, Kyla."
"Kyla?" Duo recognized her voice and her walk now. He removed the knife. "What the hell are you doing?"
"How the hell did you get in here?" she hissed.
"Those are the mobile suits that were defending Sydney- how did you get those?" he hissed back.
"I pilot one!" Kyla was able to make it feel like a shout, though she never raised her voice.
The sound bounced between the walls of the cabinets. Duo stared at her. "No. You're lying- I didn't hear that."
"You accuse me of lying?" she took an angry step forward. "I wouldn't lie about my mission!"
"Well you obviously did earlier, seeing as you withheld information that could be vital- does Relena know?" he said back, just as angry.
"Of course she knows! She gave us permission to battle today!"
"Does Heero know?"
Kyla looked down and away. "Duo… there are things about us that no one but Madam Anthony ever knew about us… even we don't know everything."
"So the answer is no."
She nodded.
Duo whistled softly. "How about that. My girl's a gundam pilot," he said almost proudly. Nearly reverently even.
"What do you mean YOUR girl?" she looked up in surprise.
"Kyla? Are you ok?" Raisa called.
"I'm fine!" Kyla called back. She looked at Duo, unsure of what to do.
"So Raisa's in on this as well? Are all of you girls?" he asked.
"I'm debating how serious the Madam was when she said to kill anyone who learned of this," Kyla said half-jokingly.
"Hey, It's not like I haven't heard THAT one before," Duo shrugged heartily.
"Kyla?"
Kyla looked at him skeptically. "Alright, Thanatos, come on. I want you to meet my gundame- Thistle Wing," she drew him out of the shadows.
"Gun-dam-eh?" he blinked, looking at her MS.
"Gundame," she confirmed. "Yo, Raisa! Look at what the dingbat dragged in!"
"Huh?" Raisa slid to the floor to greet them. "How did he get in here?"
"I flew," Duo said sarcastically. Almost.
"Kyla! Raisa! There's a Taur- us- out-side-" Andria came panting in, then stopped when she saw Duo. "What the hell is HE doing in here?"
Duo whistled again. "This is going to be fun telling the others."
All three girls turned cold eyes on him. "You WON'T be telling the others."
"Well you're not seriously going to kill me, are you?" Duo laughed, getting that jaunty tone in his voice that he always got when he knew he could take on whoever was threatening him.
"We wouldn't do that," Kyla shook her head. "But you can't tell them."
"It would blow our cover completely!" Raisa agreed.
"Please- Duo?" Andria pleaded, racking her brain for his name. "You CAN'T tell the others about this. Especially not Heero. He'd think we lied to him all this time…"
"You did," Duo said coldly.
"Not because we wanted to! He would never be able to trust anyone ever again! Please, Duo. I beg you- don't tell Heero," Andria said imploringly.
Duo looked at the three girls. They all looked so earnest. And it wasn't like he couldn't sympathize. He turned his attention to the MS. "Bet I can help you with this."
"How?" they asked.
"I have a few tricks up my sleeve, is all. I've piloted lots of suits- like that Taurus outside. I, uh, didn't make it in time to fight, but I followed you when you left. You can take this as my word," he winked, hoisting himself up to have a look at what needed to be done.
"You trust him, Kyla?" Andria and Raisa looked at her.
"I think we have to…"
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Isabel and Estelle ran back to the living room as quickly as they could. They flopped down into seats and tried to regain normal breathing patterns. They had to make it look as though they had never left.
In the hallway, the four former pilots also raced towards the living room. Heero got there first, saw it's occupants, and stopped the others outside the door, so they wouldn't blow their cover.
"Where's Maxwell?" Wufei asked.
"He went to investigate those new gundams," Quatre panted.
"Everyone ok?" Heero asked. They nodded and went in as calmly as they could.
"Hey," Isabel said casually. "Where were you?"
"Uh… watching that battle…"
"Yeah, uh, it was fascinating…"
"Bad, but fascinating."
"Boys," Estelles shook her head in disgust.
"Hey, anyone else realize it's 7 a.m. and not one of us has had any sleep?" Trowa said.
Isabel and Estelle exchanged looks. "We were planning to sleep on the flight home…"
"What flight home?" Quatre blinked.
"We have to return to Sank immediately," Estelle told him sadly.
"Oh…" awkward moment in the room.
Trowa coughed. "I'm going to go to bed. Wake me when you leave." He exited. He paused in the hallway, seeing clearly what he had barely glimpsed on their way in. A flute case. He carefully picked it up. 'Raisa' was written on a tag in calligraphy. Well, he would just have to return it to her, wouldn't he? He gave a small, sweet smile.
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"So protecting Relena is really your mission?" Duo asked as they finished up.
"Yes. It always has been. We wouldn't lie about that," Kyla said honestly.
'I've been there…' Duo thought. "So do you girls like her or what?"
"She's ok," Raisa said, toweling her hands dry after just having washed them. "She seems so sad though."
"She has a right to be sad," Andria's big green eyes couldn't hold her emotions. She couldn't help sounding defensive when she spoke. "Heero's not an easy person to love. Losing him is even worse."
Raisa coughed. "I'm gonna head back now, see you." She skipped out.
"Are you still really upset?" Kyla asked Andria quietly.
"Doesn't matter. I have to move on, don't I?" Andria put her chin up defiantly.
"You act like the world's going to come and destroy you if you show the slightest weakness," Duo said nonchalantly. "It won't. I can see now why you and Heero got along. All I can say to you is good luck."
"No wonder Isa calls him a dingbat," Andria rolled her eyes, being silly.
"Well he's MY dingbat now," Kyla yanked on his braid. "Isn't that right, Thanatos?"
"Whatever you say Girl-With-A-Big-Mobile-Suit," Duo said obediently.
"And don't you forget it," she grinned.
"They're gonna start missing us," Andria smiled, happy for Kyla. She ignored the twinge of pain in her heart. She had never been jealous in her life and she wasn't about to start now. "Let's go."
"Lead on, O Dames!" Kyla whacked Duo lightly with his braid.
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Raisa took her time walking back to her room. She really didn't want to leave. It felt as though they were all meant to be here, together. Her heart ached a little. And she had never gotten to say anything to- him. Sadly, she opened her door and put a suitcase on her bed. She pulled out one of the drawers in her closet and put it down next to the suitcase so she could sit while she packed.
She looked up at a knock on the half-open door.
"May I come in?"
Raisa sucked in a breath quickly. Trowa smiled kindly at her. "Sure- sure-" she moved the suitcase a little in case he wanted to sit.
"I found this in the hallway-" he held up the flute case.
'STUPID!' Her head screamed. "My flute! Thank you!" she took it, trying not to flush as their hands touched briefly. "Where did you find it?"
Trowa blinked, startled. What had he felt when their hands met? It was like- like a spark had passed between them. "In the hall outside the living room. You should have joined us- I would love to hear you play sometime."
Raisa blushed and let her hair fall forward to cover her face. She quickly added a few more things to her bag. "I'm better at piccolo…"
"You play pic as well?" Trowa was happily surprised.
"Yeah, it's my favorite to play. I wish I'd brought it with me," she smiled genuinely. 'Hell yes I wish I'd brought it with me…' "Madam Anthony believed in always exercising our full potential."
"Hm. I would still love to hear you play." She started to protest. "Please? Before you leave?" his blue eyes pleaded with her.
"Sure. I'll get my music," she said, faced with them. 'Ooh… How'm I ever going to leave?!'
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Damn. I don't really like the way most of this came out, but that's too bad. I had to post SOMETHING. Remind me that I should go back and rewrite this eventually...
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"
Plugging self: 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
hibrido- bastard
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.
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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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Kyla and Raisa bent over the computer printout of Thistle Wing's current state. They assessed the damage and went to work, tinkering and making repairs. They had finished with Whisper War and were slowly making their way to each of the gundame. They were the only two who really liked repairing the machines. Andria had opted to go out hunting for parts, though she would normally happily have joined them.
They worked mostly in silence so they could concentrate. It was thus that Kyla was able to pick up a small scuffling sound. She paused, listening. Raisa glanced up briefly. She understood. Kyla would look into it.
Kyla slid down onto the floor and crouched under the platform the gundame was on. She thought she saw a shadow moving and crept the long way around to investigate. Whoever was in their secret hanger was in trouble… She slipped into the shadow between the huge storage cabinets. She felt a blade being pressed to her throat and froze.
"Where'd you get the gundams?" a voice hissed.
Kyla took a deep breath, careful to avoid being cut. She was sure she had heard that voice before…
"I said, where'd you get the gundams?"
"Duo…" Kyla croaked, trying her best not to move. "It's me, Kyla."
"Kyla?" Duo recognized her voice and her walk now. He removed the knife. "What the hell are you doing?"
"How the hell did you get in here?" she hissed.
"Those are the mobile suits that were defending Sydney- how did you get those?" he hissed back.
"I pilot one!" Kyla was able to make it feel like a shout, though she never raised her voice.
The sound bounced between the walls of the cabinets. Duo stared at her. "No. You're lying- I didn't hear that."
"You accuse me of lying?" she took an angry step forward. "I wouldn't lie about my mission!"
"Well you obviously did earlier, seeing as you withheld information that could be vital- does Relena know?" he said back, just as angry.
"Of course she knows! She gave us permission to battle today!"
"Does Heero know?"
Kyla looked down and away. "Duo… there are things about us that no one but Madam Anthony ever knew about us… even we don't know everything."
"So the answer is no."
She nodded.
Duo whistled softly. "How about that. My girl's a gundam pilot," he said almost proudly. Nearly reverently even.
"What do you mean YOUR girl?" she looked up in surprise.
"Kyla? Are you ok?" Raisa called.
"I'm fine!" Kyla called back. She looked at Duo, unsure of what to do.
"So Raisa's in on this as well? Are all of you girls?" he asked.
"I'm debating how serious the Madam was when she said to kill anyone who learned of this," Kyla said half-jokingly.
"Hey, It's not like I haven't heard THAT one before," Duo shrugged heartily.
"Kyla?"
Kyla looked at him skeptically. "Alright, Thanatos, come on. I want you to meet my gundame- Thistle Wing," she drew him out of the shadows.
"Gun-dam-eh?" he blinked, looking at her MS.
"Gundame," she confirmed. "Yo, Raisa! Look at what the dingbat dragged in!"
"Huh?" Raisa slid to the floor to greet them. "How did he get in here?"
"I flew," Duo said sarcastically. Almost.
"Kyla! Raisa! There's a Taur- us- out-side-" Andria came panting in, then stopped when she saw Duo. "What the hell is HE doing in here?"
Duo whistled again. "This is going to be fun telling the others."
All three girls turned cold eyes on him. "You WON'T be telling the others."
"Well you're not seriously going to kill me, are you?" Duo laughed, getting that jaunty tone in his voice that he always got when he knew he could take on whoever was threatening him.
"We wouldn't do that," Kyla shook her head. "But you can't tell them."
"It would blow our cover completely!" Raisa agreed.
"Please- Duo?" Andria pleaded, racking her brain for his name. "You CAN'T tell the others about this. Especially not Heero. He'd think we lied to him all this time…"
"You did," Duo said coldly.
"Not because we wanted to! He would never be able to trust anyone ever again! Please, Duo. I beg you- don't tell Heero," Andria said imploringly.
Duo looked at the three girls. They all looked so earnest. And it wasn't like he couldn't sympathize. He turned his attention to the MS. "Bet I can help you with this."
"How?" they asked.
"I have a few tricks up my sleeve, is all. I've piloted lots of suits- like that Taurus outside. I, uh, didn't make it in time to fight, but I followed you when you left. You can take this as my word," he winked, hoisting himself up to have a look at what needed to be done.
"You trust him, Kyla?" Andria and Raisa looked at her.
"I think we have to…"
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Isabel and Estelle ran back to the living room as quickly as they could. They flopped down into seats and tried to regain normal breathing patterns. They had to make it look as though they had never left.
In the hallway, the four former pilots also raced towards the living room. Heero got there first, saw it's occupants, and stopped the others outside the door, so they wouldn't blow their cover.
"Where's Maxwell?" Wufei asked.
"He went to investigate those new gundams," Quatre panted.
"Everyone ok?" Heero asked. They nodded and went in as calmly as they could.
"Hey," Isabel said casually. "Where were you?"
"Uh… watching that battle…"
"Yeah, uh, it was fascinating…"
"Bad, but fascinating."
"Boys," Estelles shook her head in disgust.
"Hey, anyone else realize it's 7 a.m. and not one of us has had any sleep?" Trowa said.
Isabel and Estelle exchanged looks. "We were planning to sleep on the flight home…"
"What flight home?" Quatre blinked.
"We have to return to Sank immediately," Estelle told him sadly.
"Oh…" awkward moment in the room.
Trowa coughed. "I'm going to go to bed. Wake me when you leave." He exited. He paused in the hallway, seeing clearly what he had barely glimpsed on their way in. A flute case. He carefully picked it up. 'Raisa' was written on a tag in calligraphy. Well, he would just have to return it to her, wouldn't he? He gave a small, sweet smile.
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"So protecting Relena is really your mission?" Duo asked as they finished up.
"Yes. It always has been. We wouldn't lie about that," Kyla said honestly.
'I've been there…' Duo thought. "So do you girls like her or what?"
"She's ok," Raisa said, toweling her hands dry after just having washed them. "She seems so sad though."
"She has a right to be sad," Andria's big green eyes couldn't hold her emotions. She couldn't help sounding defensive when she spoke. "Heero's not an easy person to love. Losing him is even worse."
Raisa coughed. "I'm gonna head back now, see you." She skipped out.
"Are you still really upset?" Kyla asked Andria quietly.
"Doesn't matter. I have to move on, don't I?" Andria put her chin up defiantly.
"You act like the world's going to come and destroy you if you show the slightest weakness," Duo said nonchalantly. "It won't. I can see now why you and Heero got along. All I can say to you is good luck."
"No wonder Isa calls him a dingbat," Andria rolled her eyes, being silly.
"Well he's MY dingbat now," Kyla yanked on his braid. "Isn't that right, Thanatos?"
"Whatever you say Girl-With-A-Big-Mobile-Suit," Duo said obediently.
"And don't you forget it," she grinned.
"They're gonna start missing us," Andria smiled, happy for Kyla. She ignored the twinge of pain in her heart. She had never been jealous in her life and she wasn't about to start now. "Let's go."
"Lead on, O Dames!" Kyla whacked Duo lightly with his braid.
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Raisa took her time walking back to her room. She really didn't want to leave. It felt as though they were all meant to be here, together. Her heart ached a little. And she had never gotten to say anything to- him. Sadly, she opened her door and put a suitcase on her bed. She pulled out one of the drawers in her closet and put it down next to the suitcase so she could sit while she packed.
She looked up at a knock on the half-open door.
"May I come in?"
Raisa sucked in a breath quickly. Trowa smiled kindly at her. "Sure- sure-" she moved the suitcase a little in case he wanted to sit.
"I found this in the hallway-" he held up the flute case.
'STUPID!' Her head screamed. "My flute! Thank you!" she took it, trying not to flush as their hands touched briefly. "Where did you find it?"
Trowa blinked, startled. What had he felt when their hands met? It was like- like a spark had passed between them. "In the hall outside the living room. You should have joined us- I would love to hear you play sometime."
Raisa blushed and let her hair fall forward to cover her face. She quickly added a few more things to her bag. "I'm better at piccolo…"
"You play pic as well?" Trowa was happily surprised.
"Yeah, it's my favorite to play. I wish I'd brought it with me," she smiled genuinely. 'Hell yes I wish I'd brought it with me…' "Madam Anthony believed in always exercising our full potential."
"Hm. I would still love to hear you play." She started to protest. "Please? Before you leave?" his blue eyes pleaded with her.
"Sure. I'll get my music," she said, faced with them. 'Ooh… How'm I ever going to leave?!'
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Damn. I don't really like the way most of this came out, but that's too bad. I had to post SOMETHING. Remind me that I should go back and rewrite this eventually...
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"
Plugging self: 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
hibrido- bastard
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
