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.
Author's Note: Man, it's been a LONG time since I posted anything for this... long for me, anyways. School's been rough. Can you beleive that this is chapter 21? And I'm still bubblig over with ideas!! Plus plans for a sequel if I haven't alienated all my reviewers by then for writing something so insanely long. 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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Quatre smiled as he left the living room, leaving his friends to their own strange devices. But the smile faded quickly and was replaced by melancholy. It really DID feel empty here now. He headed for his office and turned on the video-telephone thingy. (ooh- bet you thought we'd never return to THAT word again, did you! Thingy… *grins* seeing as I've already broken the mood…) He went to stand at the window as he accessed the voice command. "Hilde, please."
"Hi, Quatre. What's up?" her image appeared on the screen.
"Nothing, which is exactly the problem," he said almost bitterly.
"Life too dull without us girls?" Hilde laughed. She stopped when she saw the look in his eyes. "Ah. I see. Well as it happens- you wouldn't be able to talk to them anyway."
"What? Why?" that caught his attention. He moved to stand before the little machine.
"That new guy? They're done some research. They started heading out to do reconnaissance yesterday. Isabal, Estelle and Andria are long gone."
"Where did they go?" he demanded. "And why?"
"I told you- they went to investigate."
"But- but they're so new at this!" Quatre exclaimed, envisioning all the horrible things that could happen. "They'll be discovered so easily!"
"Have more faith in them, Quatre!" Hilde said, not liking how seriously he was taking this.
"Tell me where they went," Quatre dug out a notepad. "They need help."
"Quatre- how can you back them up if they don't know you're gundam pilots?" she asked worriedly. 'And how can you know how much help they need if you don't know they're Dames?'
"We'll find a way," Quatre said stubbornly. "Tell me where they went."
Hilde took a deep breath. 'Do I get a choice?'
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Less than half an hour later, Quatre dashed out of this house. "I'll see you all later, good bye!" he called, leaving his notes on the hall table.
"Quatre?" The others looked up and blinked.
Wufei's eyes widened as he stared at the TV screen. "How dare they- how dare they!" he, too, ran off to his room, gathered everything he owned that was there, and dashed out. He neglected to say good bye however.
Duo poked his head into the hallway as the door slammed shut again, this time blowing the paper to the ground. "Wufei? What's this? Quatre's handwriting?" Heero and Trowa read over his shoulder.
"They've gone- where?" Trowa blinked.
"Not all of them… Kyla's going to L2!" Duo exclaimed. "She can't go there alone on- on business for Relena! She'll get herself killed!" he dashed off to gather his things as well.
"Hn," was all Heero said, rereading everything Quatre had written.
"Raisa's staying in Sank…" Trowa murmured.
"Andria's going to get herself killed," Heero muttered. "She doesn't understand what she's going to be getting into."
"Like we do?" Duo said angrily, yanking on his coat. "Those girls are so stupid- they should have known to ask for our help!"
"They don't know we're pilots, Duo," Trowa reminded him.
Duo froze. He'd come close to nearly blabbing the girls' secret, too… "That's beside the point. It's dangerous out there with that Markiah guy running around. I'm gonna convince Kyla not to go."
"Good idea," Heero disappeared briefly to reemerge with his backpack.
"You coming, Trowa?" Duo asked.
"Absolutely," the former HeavyArms pilots grabbed his things as well, and the three headed for the airport.
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The seatbelt lights went on with a 'bing' and a voice came over the plane's intercom. "We will be descending shortly. Will all passengers please return their trays and seats to the upright position and turn off all electronic devices at this time? The captain has turned on the fasten seat belts sign. We should be descending shortly," the ditzy Flight Attendant babbled.
Andria rolled her eyes but did as asked. She then turned all her attention to the vast tapestry of Africa rushing up to meet her. Pride filled her soul. She hadn't been here since she was a child.
In the airport, she collected her single suitcase and went to go stand in the lines to go through customs etc. A male voice behind her made her turn.
"Which is closer? Sank or Austrailia?"
"Sank, of course," she replied automatically, gasping when she was met with a pair of deep Prussian eyes. "Heero?"
"Isn't it odd how I managed to get here first?" he said, all emotion void from his voice.
"I always knew there was something about you," she said, trying to keep it light. It was hard when he was staring at her that way though. It was almost a glare. Finally she let her anger take hold of her. "Upset that I'm not 'protecting Relena for you'?" she spat.
He visibly winced, surprising even she, who had seen him at his most open. "I understand that you think that what you're doing is helping… But this is too dangerous a mission, Andria."
"A wiser man would have apologized first," she turned on her heel and went to get in line, copper hair swinging wildly.
"Andria- wait!" he grabbed her arm. "I've taken care of all that already. I have two tickets back to Sank."
"I'm not going back to Sank!" she exclaimed. "I have a 'mission' here, as you call it. I'm not letting you or anyone else get in my way." His grip was too firm. She couldn't leave.
"I'm sorry, Andria," his eyes flashed with a controlled anger. That sudden flash made something inside of her shrink away in fear. What if he didn't have such control over that anger? What if he someday let it control his actions? The destruction that anger was capable of… she shuddered inwardly. "I never wanted to hurt you."
"Well you did."
"I'm sorry. What more do you want me to say?" he looked deep into her eyes, trying to find what it was she wanted to hear.
Andria froze under his gaze. How had she missed this side of him? "A-Apology accepted." They remained there- suspended in place for a moment, before Heero awkwardly let her go. "Why are you here?"
"I heard that you were coming here to investigate something Markiah's working on. I couldn't let you do that. You don't know what you're doing, Andria."
"I know exactly what I'm doing. I can take care of myself, Heero Yuy," she told him firmly. "I won't leave here. This is my homeland- if anyone should be here, it's me. And I have a right to protect it."
"Hn," he muttered, studying her face. She was so proud and noble. But that pride could easily trip her up. "Let's go," he started walking towards the lines.
Andria did a double take. "Huh? What do you mean- 'let's go'?"
He stopped to look her in the eye again. "When I said 'let's go', I meant 'let's go'. Now hurry up. I'm going to need to find accommodations as well now."
"You're staying?" she blinked. He only looked at her.
"Hurry up."
She watched him walk for a few more feet before shaking her head and catching up. He was so odd. But she was glad he was here.
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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"
Plugging self: I also have some songfic type parodies out now... think "I'm too sexy for my gundam...", "Gundam no. 5" 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.
Author's Note: Man, it's been a LONG time since I posted anything for this... long for me, anyways. School's been rough. Can you beleive that this is chapter 21? And I'm still bubblig over with ideas!! Plus plans for a sequel if I haven't alienated all my reviewers by then for writing something so insanely long. Enjoy!!
________________________________
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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Quatre smiled as he left the living room, leaving his friends to their own strange devices. But the smile faded quickly and was replaced by melancholy. It really DID feel empty here now. He headed for his office and turned on the video-telephone thingy. (ooh- bet you thought we'd never return to THAT word again, did you! Thingy… *grins* seeing as I've already broken the mood…) He went to stand at the window as he accessed the voice command. "Hilde, please."
"Hi, Quatre. What's up?" her image appeared on the screen.
"Nothing, which is exactly the problem," he said almost bitterly.
"Life too dull without us girls?" Hilde laughed. She stopped when she saw the look in his eyes. "Ah. I see. Well as it happens- you wouldn't be able to talk to them anyway."
"What? Why?" that caught his attention. He moved to stand before the little machine.
"That new guy? They're done some research. They started heading out to do reconnaissance yesterday. Isabal, Estelle and Andria are long gone."
"Where did they go?" he demanded. "And why?"
"I told you- they went to investigate."
"But- but they're so new at this!" Quatre exclaimed, envisioning all the horrible things that could happen. "They'll be discovered so easily!"
"Have more faith in them, Quatre!" Hilde said, not liking how seriously he was taking this.
"Tell me where they went," Quatre dug out a notepad. "They need help."
"Quatre- how can you back them up if they don't know you're gundam pilots?" she asked worriedly. 'And how can you know how much help they need if you don't know they're Dames?'
"We'll find a way," Quatre said stubbornly. "Tell me where they went."
Hilde took a deep breath. 'Do I get a choice?'
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Less than half an hour later, Quatre dashed out of this house. "I'll see you all later, good bye!" he called, leaving his notes on the hall table.
"Quatre?" The others looked up and blinked.
Wufei's eyes widened as he stared at the TV screen. "How dare they- how dare they!" he, too, ran off to his room, gathered everything he owned that was there, and dashed out. He neglected to say good bye however.
Duo poked his head into the hallway as the door slammed shut again, this time blowing the paper to the ground. "Wufei? What's this? Quatre's handwriting?" Heero and Trowa read over his shoulder.
"They've gone- where?" Trowa blinked.
"Not all of them… Kyla's going to L2!" Duo exclaimed. "She can't go there alone on- on business for Relena! She'll get herself killed!" he dashed off to gather his things as well.
"Hn," was all Heero said, rereading everything Quatre had written.
"Raisa's staying in Sank…" Trowa murmured.
"Andria's going to get herself killed," Heero muttered. "She doesn't understand what she's going to be getting into."
"Like we do?" Duo said angrily, yanking on his coat. "Those girls are so stupid- they should have known to ask for our help!"
"They don't know we're pilots, Duo," Trowa reminded him.
Duo froze. He'd come close to nearly blabbing the girls' secret, too… "That's beside the point. It's dangerous out there with that Markiah guy running around. I'm gonna convince Kyla not to go."
"Good idea," Heero disappeared briefly to reemerge with his backpack.
"You coming, Trowa?" Duo asked.
"Absolutely," the former HeavyArms pilots grabbed his things as well, and the three headed for the airport.
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The seatbelt lights went on with a 'bing' and a voice came over the plane's intercom. "We will be descending shortly. Will all passengers please return their trays and seats to the upright position and turn off all electronic devices at this time? The captain has turned on the fasten seat belts sign. We should be descending shortly," the ditzy Flight Attendant babbled.
Andria rolled her eyes but did as asked. She then turned all her attention to the vast tapestry of Africa rushing up to meet her. Pride filled her soul. She hadn't been here since she was a child.
In the airport, she collected her single suitcase and went to go stand in the lines to go through customs etc. A male voice behind her made her turn.
"Which is closer? Sank or Austrailia?"
"Sank, of course," she replied automatically, gasping when she was met with a pair of deep Prussian eyes. "Heero?"
"Isn't it odd how I managed to get here first?" he said, all emotion void from his voice.
"I always knew there was something about you," she said, trying to keep it light. It was hard when he was staring at her that way though. It was almost a glare. Finally she let her anger take hold of her. "Upset that I'm not 'protecting Relena for you'?" she spat.
He visibly winced, surprising even she, who had seen him at his most open. "I understand that you think that what you're doing is helping… But this is too dangerous a mission, Andria."
"A wiser man would have apologized first," she turned on her heel and went to get in line, copper hair swinging wildly.
"Andria- wait!" he grabbed her arm. "I've taken care of all that already. I have two tickets back to Sank."
"I'm not going back to Sank!" she exclaimed. "I have a 'mission' here, as you call it. I'm not letting you or anyone else get in my way." His grip was too firm. She couldn't leave.
"I'm sorry, Andria," his eyes flashed with a controlled anger. That sudden flash made something inside of her shrink away in fear. What if he didn't have such control over that anger? What if he someday let it control his actions? The destruction that anger was capable of… she shuddered inwardly. "I never wanted to hurt you."
"Well you did."
"I'm sorry. What more do you want me to say?" he looked deep into her eyes, trying to find what it was she wanted to hear.
Andria froze under his gaze. How had she missed this side of him? "A-Apology accepted." They remained there- suspended in place for a moment, before Heero awkwardly let her go. "Why are you here?"
"I heard that you were coming here to investigate something Markiah's working on. I couldn't let you do that. You don't know what you're doing, Andria."
"I know exactly what I'm doing. I can take care of myself, Heero Yuy," she told him firmly. "I won't leave here. This is my homeland- if anyone should be here, it's me. And I have a right to protect it."
"Hn," he muttered, studying her face. She was so proud and noble. But that pride could easily trip her up. "Let's go," he started walking towards the lines.
Andria did a double take. "Huh? What do you mean- 'let's go'?"
He stopped to look her in the eye again. "When I said 'let's go', I meant 'let's go'. Now hurry up. I'm going to need to find accommodations as well now."
"You're staying?" she blinked. He only looked at her.
"Hurry up."
She watched him walk for a few more feet before shaking her head and catching up. He was so odd. But she was glad he was here.
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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"
Plugging self: I also have some songfic type parodies out now... think "I'm too sexy for my gundam...", "Gundam no. 5" 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
