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.






Important Notes, Please do read:

Never, ever, say that I don't do anything for you people. I've been slaving over this like you wouldn't beleive. And it's still not right! *weeps* Parts of it are absolute crap. Someone please remind when this is all over that I have some SERIOUS editing to do... But some parts are beautiful. It's going to seem REALLY choppy in places. I'm going back and adding some AN's between the text to try to help with that- gomen nesai, but the words just didn't come. :***( I knew what I wanted but the scenes just didn't form. But I want this out and done with so I can move on to other parts- I have those pretty much planned out, too...

I will be away for several weeks. Yeah. Not a good reason and all very sudden. PLEASE don't harass me to write more in that time- I have a notebook and hope to write Heero and Andria's chapter while I am in- My native homeland- South Africa! Yeah, I'm really African! Caucasian, but African! Mhmm! Cool, huh? So all the stuff you see there will be REAL and hopefully worth the wait.

Ok, Lady, so you say it sucks... why'd you post it? Because I feel sooooooooooooo guilty going away and leaving you people nothing!! *gives choking bear-hugs and turns starry eyes on readers* This was my first big fic and so you guys really ARE special to me!! Honestly, you are! I'm trying to come up with a way to thank you all... For now, I hope that this is enough. It kills me to post this raw script but, well, it can't be helped.

Thank you, guys. I hope you enjoy the sixth installment of Bloodied Thorn...


(YAY 5xI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ...yeh shutting up now...)





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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 Six)

"Load of shit, isn't it?" Ramsey said as he and Isabel walked outside into the darkness late that evening after the party had finally ended. Wufei was fending of Meilin.

"Si, it is… I feel bad for that girl…" Isabel replied. "Thank you Senor Ramsey for walking me to my car," she nodded as she saw the car that had been given her pull up.

"You're very welcome, senorita," he bowed with a grin. "Wufei's too crude to be here but I'll say goodbye for him," he kissed her hand twice.

Isabel smiled. "Good night, Ramsey,"

"Good night, Dame Isabel," he swept a bow as she got in and the car pulled away. He turned around and headed back towards the house, whistling. "Hey, Wufei!" he called. The Chinese boy trudged towards him. "What's up, eh?"

"Meilin's marrying Markiah Chisholm, the man out to take over the world, and no one sees anything wrong with it," he muttered angrily and they fell into step.

"Out to take over the world?" Ramsey frowned. "I heard he's a dictator in his own nation, which he overthrew, but the world?"

"He threatened Relena Peacecraft."

"…lots of people threaten Relena Peacecraft. It's practically a part of her job description these days. She's the leader of a nation that's the leader of the pacifist movement- of course she's going to be threatened."

"It's no joke, Ramsey."

"I never said it was," Ramsey paused. "You look worried, that's all. She'll be alright, Wufei, I'm sure she's not as helpless as she looks."

"But she is. I don't think she's ever spent a day away from Xiang… I don't trust him. I don't trust him at all."

"I take it your business deal may 'fall through'?"

"If the land's willed to Markiah the way I think it is, then it's hit rock bottom."

"Find the proof and you're set."

Wufei snorted. "Easy for you to say."

Ramsey stopped then and waited for Wufei to do so as well and face him. "No, really. I'm serious. You could do it. Look at what happened tonight- somebody sure managed to get in there. And let's face it," he looked Wufei straight in the eye. "You're not exactly green, Wufei."

Wufei digested this. Isabel HAD penetrated the base… perhaps he could as well. And once he had wrapped up his business here, he could find her, sweep her off her feet, kiss her senseless until she realized that she loved him and that she was being foolish and take her back to Sank where she could be safe. Sounded like a plan to him. "You know, I just might."

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AN: WAH! This KILLS me! There's a middle missing here. It should include many more parties showing interaction between our characters, building some depth in there, showing the full extent of relationships- here's what you need to know. (To RInGo: GAH! Just rip my heart out and rub salt on the still pulsing arteries why don't you!? [do my visual rock or what?] Damnit all...)

Wufei is trying to be both socialite and business man- not an easy combo. He is also battling his growing desire for both young women in his life- Meilin, everything he never had, the exact opposite of every woman he's ever known; Isabel, proud, strong, beautiful, a free spirit, also something he has never known as women were restricted where he comes from. Which should he choose? CAN he choose? *waggles finger* Naughty Fei! Messing with both girl's hearts!! Even if Isa will never admit it!

Speaking of whom, Isabel is standing all this partygoing fairly well, though it is taking it's toll. She can only smile so much, being a woman of action. Despite herself, she still holds a small flame for Wufei... Evidenced by her sometimes seething jealousy of Meilin as she insists on spending as much time with him as possible.

Ramsey, seeing Wufei's distraction, has kindly made himself a shoulder for Isa to lean on. Of course, he would be a fool not to notice her beauty, but he is always a gentleman.

Meilin, the rival for Wufei's affections, is oblivious to it all. She sees only her dolls and her toys and her chances to be with Wufei, whom she is smitten with. Perhaps it is only a puppy love, a crush, but she doesn't even know what those are. She remains the most vulnerable of them all, demanding all their efforts to protect her from her grandfather's scheming, no matter their own wishes.

Getitgotitgood? I hope so... GOMEN NESAI!!!!!! End AN.
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"Phone, madam," a maid knocked on Isabel's bedroom door.

"Hm?" Isabel has only woken up a short while ago. After her stunt last night she was now seriously debating canceling all events to stay home and go back to sleep. She could study what was on that disk later. "Thank you, I'll take it in here," she went to the window seat, splashed with sunlight, and turned on the console. "Yes? Oh- hello, Master Xiang." Great. Just what she needed.

"Dame Isabel, how nice to speak with you again!" the little man smiled. It didn't come anywhere near his eyes. "I must confess that I have a favor to ask of you."

"A favor?" Leave me alone you slimy little man, this was supposed to be my day off!

"I couldn't help noticing last night that you seemed to make fast friends with my granddaughter."

Isabel suddenly had a sinking feeling. Oh no. Please no. Not Meilin. Anything at this point besides Meilin. Anything besides Meilin and Wufei. Especially Meilin and Wufei together. "Meilin? Oh, well, we really didn't get to talk for very long…" Maybe there was a way out of this.

"Ah, well, you see, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. You see, Meilin's really a very lonely girl- she's very solitary."

Yeah, I'll bet. You probably lock her away in her room with her stuffed animals, don't you? "Mhmm," she nodded to show that she was listening.

"Would you perhaps like to spend some more time with her? I'm afraid she's a little out of touch with what young ladies do these days. Could you-?" he let the question hang there, staring at her hopefully.

"I'd love to," she said through gritted teeth.

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And THAT was how she became roped into becoming the princesa's playmate. Day in and day out a car came to take her to the Xiang residence. To be with Meilin.

The pinkness was beginning to drive her crazy. Isabel had defiantly dressed in black that morning. Now she cursed her shallow stupidity. It was turning into a warm, clear spring day and 'Grandpapa' had suggested they spend it outside. Damn him. Dimly she wondered again if he realized that she was the one who had gone onto the base. Perhaps he was trying to keep her occupied on purpose. That slimy little-

"Isabel!" Meilin cried happily, dressed once again in what could only be described as a play dress. She'd grown very attached to Isabel in the week that she had started coming here regularly. She had started out wary of Isa's outspokenness, but now regarded her as a die-hard best friend.

Their days consisted of tea parties, talking about Wufei, Isabel coaxing Meilin to try something new- say, a book that was NOT a fairy tale, talking about Wufei, Isabel gawking at Meilin's huge collection of dolls, avoiding the topic of Wufei, being drawn into a conversation about Wufei, trying to distract Meilin with another tea party-

It was killing Isa. "Meilin," she smiled back and took a seat that was surreptitiously in the shade.

"You know, I was thinking about what you said," Meilin said, oblivious to Isabel's discomfort. "About that story- which one- oh, Oliver Twist, yes?"

"Mhmm," Isabel nodded, actually curious now. She had found that Meilin's bookshelves were lined with every fairy tale imagineable, but not a single of the hard classics.

"Well look!" she handed something to Isabel. It was an ancient, dust covered book, the spine clearly reading 'By Charles Dickens'. "You see! I asked someone to buy it for me. And I was wondering if maybe you wanted to read it together?" her eyes shone.

How could she refuse. Much as she had to keep reminding herself that Meilin was only two years younger than she, Isabel still had a mother's instincts. She smiled genuinely. "I think that's a wonderful idea. But first… let's go shopping…"

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Nearly a week later, Isabel found a reprieve. She had finally convinced master Xiang to allow her to invite some others to join them for an afternoon, turning his own slimy arguments back on him. Served him right the hibrido…

They sat outside again, another half dozen young women about. Meilin had become the center of attention- describing the book she and Isabel had been reading. It made Isa smile. None of the young ladies here had ever though to give 'scholarly' pastimes a try… but now they were enthralled by Meilin's excited story-telling. A smile still on her lips, she moved quietly in the back ground, helping the servants to set out tea for them all.

It suddenly occurred to her right now she felt almost happy. Certainly it was warmer than she might had liked in this long skirt and long sleeved blouse, even though she had cheated on the number of petticoats… She turned her face up the sun, shielding her eyes with her closed hand. 'Mama… I know how you felt now… I see why you always enjoyed it…' She could almost pretend that she WAS a mother… perhaps Meilin's mother… hosting a playdate at their large house… such silly old games… something was missing from it…

Was domestication good for her? Perish the thought!

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Wufei felt increasingly irritable as he entered the Xiang mansion, following a butler. Damnit all… He had to meet with Xiang's lawyers… why couldn't they come to him for once, damnit? His patience was growing thin now… They were messing with him, trying to get him to give in and sell sooner, rather than later, and they deflected all hi questions about the base, which meant that there was no way in hell that things there were good. He needed some way to sneak in there and find the information to expose them… but how?

On top of all their backhandedness, they made him wait. He nearly growled aloud as he paced the room he had been shown to. Bastards… The dignity… the injustice… never liked the Xiang clan anyway… bastards…

He found himself staring out the window. Were those- people? Yes, they were courtesans- was that Meilin? He instinctively moved back from the window a little. She didn't seem bothered at all by the fact that she technically engaged… She would still latch onto him adoringly if she saw him. He could feel himself growing hot under the collar. DAMN IT! He didn't need to be thinking about her right now! He mentally scolded his body for trying to betray him like this. That's what it was. A war between mind and body. And heart.

He nearly collapsed when he saw the figure moving amongst the servants, though she was obviously in charge. She practically glowed. Her long skirt swished about her like a bell as she moved, deftly arranging cups and napkins. Her hair had been pulled back in a formal net at the base of her neck, leaving it exposed to the warm rays of the sun. Suddenly he had the urge to go out there- to be near her- to hold her-

"Master Chang, they're ready now."

"Thank you."
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"-you see the summer leads to many complications but we are quite certain that are capable of overcoming any hindrances that may occur and may we-"

"Yes, yes, but for the last time- what will my land be used for?" Wufei was somehow able to keep a tight rein on his temper, though his foot continued to tap irritatedly.
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"Thank you for coming, Ramsey," Isabel said as the car let them off in front of the facility's main building. "I don't think I could have stood another day of Meilin by myself."

"Hey, no problem," he shrugged genially. "What're friends for?" he smiled, receiving one in return.

"Oh, Isabel! Master Ramsey!" Meilin skipped down the steps happily. "You have to see this, it's amazing!"

"Hello, Meilin," Isabel smiled. She had found that Meilin was actually rather sweet, if so ignorant that it could become annoying. "I see you're wearing the clothes we bought."

Meilin paused to beam at them happily. She wore a nice, simple navy skirt that came to about knee length without flying out and without being too formfitting. Her shirt was in the traditional Chinese style, buttoning to a high color, and was long sleeved, in a charming white that brought out her eyes. She had left her hair mostly down today, only a little pulled back in a half pony tail. She finally looked truly happy. "Oh yes, thank you, Isa! Even my grandfather said they were pretty!" she said, missing the glance sent between Isa and Ramsey. He had? "Now come inside, quickly! There's a marvelous movie that they have here- it shows you things from all over the world! America and Africa and Europe and mountains and oceans and- oh, come see!" she said eagerly, pulling them inside.
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Master Xiang read the documents over one last time. "Is this true?" he demanded of the man who had brought them in.

"Uh- I assume so, sir," he nodded and half bowed, obviously terrified.

"Go, then. Get me Xhou."

"Yes, sir," he bowed out hastily.

Xiang went to the window of his office, staring across the fields at the training facility in the distance. Xhou was the head trainer there. Really, he was a military genius. The phone beeped. "Xhou, I have some bad news. We've been found out."

"Operation Kamikaze?"

"You have your orders."

"Yes, sir."

In one fell swoop he would destroy the base and everything connected to it. He would severe all ties to Markiah- it was simply too risky now. All ties. Which meant that if Meilin were gotten rid of in all this, it was simply too bad.

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Isabel couldn't help feeling uneasy. After the movie, which had made her feel very homesick for her friends, they had been invited on a tour of the facilities, something they couldn't decline. But something told her that something was very, very wrong. She ignored her companions in favor of keeping a proper watch on their surroundings.

Ramsey said something with a rakish grin, making Meilin blush and laugh. "What do you think, Isa? Isa?" he frowned in concern. Even Meilin looked alarmed at the way Isa had spaced out.

"Something…" Isabel murmured, walking over to a desk. A cup of coffee sat there. The liquid wasn't still. As she watched, it started to shake in it's confine violently. "Get down!"

Screams filled the office as mobile dolls could be seen surrounding the base. One nearly vaporized the building next to them, making everyone around it panic.

Meilin's shrieks weren't helping Isa think. "Ramsey, keep her quiet! We need to think of a way out of here as safely and quickly as possible!"

"Aye, aye," he nodded, grabbing Meilin. "Calm down, girl!"

"We're going to die!" she wailed, true terror in her doe-like eyes. "Those suits- grandfather's trained them- they're insuperable!"

Isabel didn't stop to wonder how such a frightened rabbit would know a word like insuperable at a time like this. "The stairs- come on!" the three of them took off. With luck, they just might make it.

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Wufei had been pacing his chambers all day. He had ignored the phone calls from Ramsey and Master Xiang asking him to join them today, but he just couldn't.

This- this THING with Meilin was beginning to get to him. REALLY get to him. Why the hell WAS he so attracted to her? Sure, she was beautiful, sure she was sweet. But she lacked that drive and that fire and that passion that was what he was sure he really wanted.

Didn't he?

There was something about the way she looked at him, eyes saucer wide and pleading. Somehow that helplessness did crazy things to him. Made him want to protect her to- He had to be brutally honest with himself. To make physical love to her. The thought both excited and repelled him. He didn't REALLY want that, did he?

And then there was Isabel. Isabel with her smiles, Isabel with her sarcasm, Isabel with her teasing. Each day here suddenly seemed more bearable for only having seen her face once. Even if it was only to sneer at him and make some snide remark about how she hated him. It hadn't started that way.

It had started with a kiss. A deep, passionate kiss, that had made his senses reel. And it hadn't been a joke, of that he was sure. But ever since that kiss, he had burned for more, selfish as it may seem. She made him feel complete. They anticipated each other's movements even when they didn't want to. Surely there was meant to be something more there?

If only she would love him back.

A noise outside brought him out of his reverie. He went to the window and swore. THAT was why he should have gone to the base today. It was being destroyed!
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"Why do the damn stairs have to be so damn far away?" Ramsey muttered as they ran down the hallways, trying to find them.

"Because this building was designed by morons whose only goal is to take over the world," Isabel snapped as they left the hallway to enter a large, open area.

The three froze, staring out the window into the cold, heartless light of a mobile doll's 'head'. It started to glow and Ramsey and Isabel together pushed Meilin back, shielding her with their own bodies.

The beam saber slashed through the supports of the building like butter and floor buckled under them. Meilin's screams blended with the screeching cries of bending metal and the floor swayed and distorted in every direction.

Seeking a better hold on the swaying supports, Isabel pulled away from them, taking hold of the stairwell. She knew she had made a mistake when with a sickening wrench it pulled away from the rest of the building.

"Isabel!" Ramsey and Meilin watched in horror as she just managed to stay upright.

"Ramsey get the princesa out of here!" she snapped, holding onto the railing for all she was worth. The drop made her dizzy so she looked away quickly.

"Isa-" he protested, uncertain.

"GO!" she ordered. With a determined look on his face, he nodded and grabbed Meilin, pulling her deeper into the building to find another set of stairs and safety. Isabel closed her eyes briefly, wondering if the God her mother had believed in so fervently would help her now. Her heart had one more wish however. A plea for help. 'Wufei…'
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The chaos of it all… it had taken him too long to get here. Wufei dodged the large MS. He could taste it in the air now- they had lost. This was their last ditch attempt to erase all evidence of their crimes here. But that still left his friends in danger.

He searched through the crowds of people streaming from the buildings, too panicked to see straight. He grabbed one by the arm. "Xiang Meilin- Ramsey de Moreton- Isabel Halcon- have you seen them!?"

"What are you waiting for, run!" the woman screamed, yanking her arm free and dashing off.

Wufei swore and let her go. Which building? Which building?! If he only knew which one… "Ramsey!" he caught sight of the large man.

"Wufei!" Ramsey cried in relief. Hanging onto his arm, terrified, was Meilin.

"Where's Isabel?" he demanded, finally making his way to them.

"Wufei!" Meilin sobbed, but she stayed attached to Ramsey.

"Inside, on a part of the building that's falling away," Ramsey pointed.

Wufei's heart nearly stopped beating. She was on THAT!? That swinging disaster held on by a mere thread of steel? "Get Meilin out of here," he said with new determination.

"Wufei, be careful!" Ramsey called after him fruitlessly, the 'princesa' still sobbing on his arm. "Come on," he said, pulling her along.
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Her grip on the rail was sliding. A short, strangled scream escaped her lips as her sandaled foot slid. 'So this is the end', she thought grimly, struggling to pull herself to a slightly better position. 'I'm going to fall.'

"Isabel!"

"Fei?" astonished eyes turned towards the shout. "Fei, you idiot!" she yelled at his scrambling form. The moron was climbing up to get her! "You stupid fool it's too dangerous up here! You have to protect Meilin! Stop being such an idiot!"

"Meilin's safe," he said firmly. "You're not. Don't fight me, Isa."

"Fei, I'm going to fall, look the rail's not firm enough- there's nothing we can do about it." Only five feet of air separated them now. But below that five feet were three hundred feet and a fall to the hard ground below.

"No," he said with new determination, finally stabilizing himself on the opposite tower. "I won't let you fall!"

The harsh wind made the building shake and sway and Isa screamed as she slipped again. "There's nothing you can do! If I fall, I fall! Don't let yourself fall as well!"

"No, there is always something that can be done," he said angrily. He found a new position, a new handhold and closed the gap between them, grasping her arm firmly. "I've let one woman fall, I won't let another go right through my fingers! You women- you run off into battles you don't know how to fight!" his shouts trembled a little- with, grief?

Her first reaction was to take offense- but, no- this anger- this rage wasn't directed at her, and she bit back a sharp response, her heart going out to him instead. She had only a short time left, she knew. But she had to do this. She had to help Wufei find his own peace. She wouldn't allow herself to become one more burden on his laden shoulders. "Let me go, Fei," she said quietly.

"Never."

"Fei, whatever demons are haunting you, let them go! And let me go, too! What happens, happens! Whatever happened to you in the past, accept it and let it go! There's nothing you can do about it! And there's nothing you can do now without risking your own foolish life even more, now let me go and save yourself!" she tried to yank her arm away.

He had been shocked at her words. How did she know? No, she didn't know. She was one hell of a guesser though. Meiran… He had lost her to a battle. A battle he should have been fighting, not her. But she had been the fighter, not he, he who hid behind his scholarly delusions and ended up arriving too late. He had promised to protect her, too. The wind picked up again and made everything sway wildly, making them both ill.

"You idiot, save yourself!"

"On three you're going to jump, do you understand me?" he stared deep into her black eyes. She nodded feebly. She hid it well, but she was terrified. "Just hold onto my hand and jump towards me, alright? Everything will be ok." He watched the small, creaking sways of the building. They got louder and harsher every time. As the wind picked up again, he timed his count to the time when it would swing closest to him. "One, Two, Three!"


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THE QUEEN OF CLIFFHANGERS STRIKES AGAIN!!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!

... oh, wait, now you're all going to kill me because I left you on one... I promise it won't take as long for the rest!!!

Again, remind me that this will need a SERIOUS overhaul.

Oh yes. I was informed by "Ms Relena Peacecraft" that that last part of her reveiw was actually said by Dorothy, as Ms Peacecraft would never say such a thing... Right, so, uh, jus' let it go...

You like? EEP! *cowers under the outrage of the crowd* I promise I'll have more soon!!!!!!!!!! GOMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



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
princesa- princess (Isa's new nickname for Meilin, stemming from her dislike of the girl... sorry, that scene never made it to this cut...)
un moron de mierda- a fucking moron (don't worry, I really do love you, Duo...)


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-Lady Lye