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.

GOMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOMENGOMENGOMENGOMEN- I'm so sorry, you guys!!! This took so incredibly long and I'm sooooooooo sorry! T__T It's the evil public school system- blame them!! It's all their fault!! They gave me- *shudders*- FINALS and EOY projects and god only knows what else... the horror- the horror! So that is why this took so long in coming. My humblest apologies. *bows apologetically*

Alright today we start something called a 'battle chapter'. Why? Cuz I said so. Each battle "chapter" (chapter being used REALLY loosely) is dedicated to one of the pairings and focuses solely on them. This one's first cuz I had this huge shock of inspiration on it. And ooh, look, did the rating just hike up? Si, it did. Specially for this chapter. ~__^ You'll find out just what the means later on.

Alright, enough. It's time to delve into my favorite pastime, second only to messing with Heero's head- Messing with Wufei's head. (Possible Meiran 'bashing' though I don't like to think of it that way...)
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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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Battle Chapter: Bloodied Thorn (Part One)

China

An entourage of servants provided by the Dames mysterious supporters greeted Isabel in China. They escorted her to her new residence, an elderly man telling her all she needed to know.

"The aristocracy rules here," he said as they rode through the city's streets. "Therefore, in order for you to penetrate society and find what you need, you much become one of the upper classes. The residence in incredibly well furnished even for someone of your assumed station and everything is being paid for by your benefactors.

Isabel nodded. "And my identity?"

"Daughter, heir, and chief representative to the owner of a large resource-managing company. It's influence is growing and you are here to spread good will on behalf of your parents. It's rumored that very soon you may rival the Winners."

"Ah, I see," She said, thinking of the blond boy who had befriended Estelle, as they pulled up to her new residence.

"There is a rather large party tonight- an excellent opportunity to see and be seen, Madam Holcon," he continued.

"Very well. And, Amigo- call me Dame Halcon." She said, stepping out. 'So we shall see'.

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Wufei managed to control his anger on the plane and the trip to his family's ancient residence, but seeing it very nearly tipped the balance. This house had belonged to his family for hundreds of years even before the Changs had left Earth. That someone had the nerve enough to think that mere money could replace it was an insult.

"Master Chang," the head servant bowed. "We are glad that finally your family has returned to its roots."

"Yes, thank you. See to my bags, please?" he couldn't help sounding short. The concentration needed to control the angry dragon inside him distracted from his people skills. (AN: Like those were good to be begin with…) He took himself inside and to the large Master Suite directed to him. His rage slowly grew as he saw all the priceless family heirlooms littering the house. He slammed the door of his suite without meaning to and took off his stiff, formal, outer clothing, his impatience making it a more difficult and trying job than usual. "I'll kill whoever is tampering with out soil," he said through gritted teeth. That stupid news show- it had shown him that that asshole Markiah was looking to buy large swaths of lands to extend his- 'college' situated here in China. "Over my dead body." The lands traditionally belonged to the Changs. So he had come here to have a personal hand in the proceedings, unwilling to leave it in the hands of even the most trusted and loyal family servants.

His first opportunity would come that very evening. Servants came in to help him bathe and dress for the large party that night given by none other than the man representing Markiah. He was grateful for their assistance because it allowed him time to think. By the time he left, the rage was as a dragon, coiled inside him, ready to be unleashed at any time that he called on it. A mask took over his face and he rode to the mansion where the party was without so much as blinking an eyelash. Control. Everything was about control.

The hosts greeted him with false warmth.

"Ah, Master Chang!" the man said, clasping Wufei's hand in both of his own. The man reminded him strongly of Duke Dermail- all show. "It is excellent that your family has finally returned to it's rightful place on Earth." 'With the rest of us' when unsaid.

Wufei didn't bother to smile back. "I thank you for your kind hospitality in inviting me on such short notice, Master Xiang."

"Not at all, not at all! How could I possibly not invite the last of the Chang clan? This is a great day indeed." Or, in layman's terms; I'm just waiting to finish off you and your disgustingly rich family. More glary shall come soon!

"Indeed," Wufei nodded solemnly. 'You lying son of a bitch, you think you can toy with my like an inexperienced child. Your family only managed to stop scrabbling in the dirt when mine left for Outer Space.' "I won't keep you from your other guests any longer." They bowed and Wufei slipped into the crowd. "Mission Accepted," he muttered to himself.

"Chang Wufei!" A hearty hand clapped him on the back. "Friend, it has been too long!"

Wufei turned and managed a weak smile. "It is good to see you again, Ramsay." The large man before him grinned through a carefully trimmed blond beard. He was obviously of European descent, but he too had grown up on L5.

"Ah, not since 190, hm? I am so sorry to hear about Meiran," Ramsey shook his head sadly.

'Meiran', an old ache returned to Wufei's chest. Of course. The last time he had seen Ramsey, she had still been alive. "Thank you," he said quietly, eyes downcast.

Ramsey frowned in concern. "Come, Wufei, let us move on as the living should. Actually," he coughed surreptitiously. "There are rumored to be two great beauties here tonight, though I have only seen one. Truly the most exotic flower, indeed."

"Exotic? Ramsey I am not looking to get married again," Wufei shook his head. Especially not after the way love and all it's partners had treated him.

"Do not make rash decisions before you see what is offered," his old friend advised. "Come and see," Ramsey lead Wufei though the general throng. Wufei spotted where they were headed immediately. A tight group of eager young men blocked his view of whomever was at the center of it. He didn't want some game-playing jewel fit only to sit on her husband's hand and sparkle. SHE had taught him that…

The knot shifted slightly and he could see who was causing the commotion. He nearly fell flat on his face, heart pounding wildly. "Isabel?"

She turned then and their eyes met. Shock read plainly on her exquisite face.

"Lady Halcon-"
"Madam Isabel-"

"E-Excuse me, gentlemen," Isabel smiled sweetly at her admirers. "I'm feeling a little faint-" she slipped out from amongst them, putting them between herself and Wufei. 'What's that hibrido doing here?!'

"Damn, looks like it will have to wait-" Ramsey said, disappointed, turning to his young friend.

"I'll talk to you later, Ramsey!" Wufei called, disappearing into the crowd. He had to find her. He had to. It must have been her- why else would she have run away? If he didn't find her now and speak to her… he might never get another chance… He found her outside, away from the open balcony and all it's light and noise that flooded into only a small corner of the night,

Isabel was aware of his approach. She didn't try to move, knowing it wouldn't deter him, but she wished she could sink into the wall of the building. 'Why now? Why him?'

"Isabel."

"Wufei." They stood still for a long moment, trying to size each other up. "Why are you here?"

"I could ask you the same thing." The silence stretched between them. "My family owns land here. I'm here to oversee a business deal."

"I'm here on a mission. For Ms. Relena," she replied honestly.

"That new threat?"

"Si."

"Isa," he began uncomfortably.

"You lost the right to call me that the moment you doubted me," her eyes flashed with anger.

"Isabel-"

"No. I don't want to hear it, Chang," she put up a hand to stop him. "I've seen people like you before. They wander the Earth and Space like lost souls. You're just a confused little boy who could never live up to the expectations placed upon you. So you try to feel strong by living only by the rules of right and wrong that you don't really understand. Good bye, Wufei," she brushed past him and to the balcony stairs.

He let her go, staying where he was in defeat. Isabel paused ever so briefly as she turned to enter the building. She could just make out his forlorn form before her eyes were flooded with all the sights and sounds of the party. 'Adios amante."


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I'm sorry, did I say 'chapter'? I meant multiple parts eventually to be called a chapter. Fear not- I'm being nice. THE NEXT PART'S GOING UP TODAY!!! Part of trying to buy back the forgiveness of my fans... I'm sorry guys. *bows again* But you're still here and I thank you for that! And don't stop nagging me- it helps me get stuff out sooner when I see enough of it... Ooh maybe I should get out some By The Light as well... Err... gomen there, too... I'm working on it, I swear...

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", "Space Cowboy" (NEW!) 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...)


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-Lady Lye