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.


Hm... when I get writer's block on one part of a story, I skip ahead to other parts and write those instead, so if the style seems a little broken in places, its because it was written at completely different times. This chapter is an excercise in cutting and pasting scenes together. ^^;; With luck, it won't suck... Uh... just go read, ne?

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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: Promise of the Thistle (Part Six)(Last Part!)




"Thistle, why are you doing this to me?" she had lost all control. This machine was taking over her mind. Dimly a word made it through the fog… 'ZERO'. Of course…
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It was hot day and none of the girls wanted to pay attention. They slouched in their seats or passed notes, some daring to giggle in the back. The class spanned three age brackets, the youngest about twelve.

She was fifteen years old again, shooting furtive looks to her companions and trying not to draw any attention to themselves. Andria looked the other way as she expertly flicked a folded up note onto Kyla's desk, drawing a giggle from Raisa at her over dramatics.

"Girls?"

Kyla's arms immediately folded to cover the note. Every girl in the room instantly faced front, looking innocent and engrossed in the Madam's lecture.

She was not amused. Arms crossed over her chest, her glared around the room, scouting out the guilty parties. "Do I need to remind you again why it is important that you be here?" Now they all looked guilty, reminded of their missions. "I thought not. May I continue?" No one dared protest. "The Zero System. Who was it made by? Dame Brownlow?"

"We don't know," Estelle swallowed hard. She had been drawing on her notes again.

"Correct. What DO we know about it, Dame Jacobs?" the Madam turned to a younger girl, also not paying full attention.

"Th-that it's powers are incredible," the girl began, looking nervous but pushing ahead anyway. "That it can drive a pilot insane. That it's only been programmed into two mobile suits so far and that this is the first war it's ever been used in."

"Very good."
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The Madam's voice faded from her mind. Her breath came in short, hard rasps, her exhausted form straining against the seatbelts. A shaking hand reached up to support her aching, buzzing head, her eyes wide and unseeing. Her thoughts raced at a thousand miles a minute, confusion and chaos reined. She could feel her heart throbbing in her chest, fighting to keep a steady beat. The only sounds were those of the system and her breathing, a disturbing quiet as she fought for control.

Slowly, she realized that that crackling wasn't just static… it was someone's voice, fearful, urgent, as familiar as the Madam's had been, and right now, infinitely more welcome. Numbly, her hand reached out to flick the comm. back on. "Duo…"

Inside the colony, Duo stopped screaming into the comm. He swallowed hard, tilting his head back to send up silent thanks and when he blinked again, there were hot, wet lines crossing his cheeks. "Kyla."

"Duo… how do I get out of here?"

"Kyla, listen very carefully. Jack Darwin found a way to plant a different cockpit system in the Thistle. It's called ZERO. It plays off your weaknesses to make you stronger, but you have to have a strong mind set to fight under it, otherwise it takes control."

Kyla listened carefully, taking stock of herself and moving her stiff limbs. She glanced at the screen and wimpered. "There are more coming…"

"Bring it in, Ky. I'm not risking you on that with a sixth sense," he ordered, finally able to pull up the visual on the unfamiliar machine. She looked scared and shaken, but not beaten.

"Sixth sense?" she blinked at him, wide-eyed.

"He said that you have one. It makes sense, Ky, think about it. I'd rather not risk it. Bring the Thistle in. I'll pilot it," Duo was already pressing buttons on the panel- there, he had a view of the battle field now. He swore. Their reinforcements were practically on top of her now.

"Duo, I can't- they're right here- I'll just have to risk it," she sounded brave as she pulled on a helmet, but he could see she was afraid. "Besides," blue eyes turned to the comm. tenderly, and a pale hand reached up to touch the screen. "I don't want you to get hurt, either. Over." She closed the window.

Dup put his hand up to meet hers, too late. "Ky- Kyla! No! Damn it!" He slammed his fist into the paneling and sparks flew up. In classic Duo fashion, his eyes widened. "Whoops…" it started to smoke and electricity crackled along its glass surface. "Woah- hey!" he backed off, staring at it.

"You idiot- what've you done to it?! The whole system's blown now! My dolls! My network!" Jack pushed Dup aside to lurch to his feet and see that it was too late for his precious machinery.

Duo gave him a skeptical look and slugged him again. He didn't get up again. Warning lights were flashing like crazy from the panels and the guards had fled the room. "Woops- looks like it's time for me to boogie-" One instinct, he found his way back down through the building, again, with no one to stop him. When he hit the street, he wasted no time and hailed a cab to the vast doors leading onto outer space. If he had to hijack a suit, he would.

His resolve not to glance at the coverage of battle being broadcast throughout the entire colony fell apart when he looked up to see the Thistle streaking straight back for the colony. Several people screamed, and for a moment he couldn't move. Then he was off like a shot for the doors to help her back in.
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"Damnit- gerroff!" Kyla muttered through grit teeth as she confused the last doll and ran it through with her claymore. Before more suits could be sent, she was streaking back to the colony, punching in the override and ready to ride it out. She was sweating the effort and much fewer lights blinked back at her from her dashboard. She had had to disable most of it to keep the ZERO under control. Manual battling… NOT something to make a habit of.

The doors were open just enough- and she was through, bringing the suit to a decent stop and ignoring the frantic technicians running around. The cockpit door opened on a huge cloud of dust that made her choke and obscured her from their view. She fell back in her seat, eyes stinging and hacking her lungs out, it seemed.

Strong arms lifted her out and in a dizzying moment had set her on her feet on solid ground. "Ky- Kyla, are you alright? How many fingers am I holding up?"

"Duo?" she rubbed at her eyes and her weary face broke into a smile as she wrapped her arms around him.

He hugged her back just as tightly. "Come on- we can't stay here- where's that remote control thingy you've got?"

"Here," she pressed it into his hand. "Be careful with that-"

"Let's try- this one-" Duo jammed a finger on the button and the cockpit door slammed closed, the huge suit rocketing upwards, only his lightning reflexes keeping it from slamming into the ceiling. They both stared upwards at it through the haze, as terrified technicians and engineers panicked, clueless.

"C-A-R-E-F-U-L," Kyla reiterated weakly.

"Eh heh…" Duo muttered sheepishly and got control of the suit. "Let's rock and roll, baby!"

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Kyla moved around the tiny kitchen of the minuscule apartment she and Duo had been forced to move to when their hotel room had become conspicuous. Mm, had it only been three days ago since that big battle? She forced back memories of the ZERO system and placed a pile of cutlery in the sink, humming a little. A noise came from the room behind her and she called over her shoulder.

"I'll be there in a minute, Duo! I just need to finish. You don't want burned food, do you?" she lifted the lid of a pot on the stove to monitor its contents and adjusted the heat. "You know, you never did tell me how you managed to hide the Thistle in that hangar so quickly- or without anyone seeing you." Another grunt from the back room. "You also didn't tell me how you got through those air vents so easily. You DO know that you ARE going to have to explain it all to me eventually, right?" she filled a bowl with the soup from the pot and placed it on a ready and waiting tray, ignoring the grumblings that emanated from Duo's vicinity. "What was that?"

Silence.

"I didn't think so." She carried the tray into the bedroom and set it on a side table, grinning at her Shinigami. "It's chicken soup."

"Kyyyyyyyyy~laaaaaaaaaa!"

Her laptop began to blink and she gave him one last teasing glance before opening it. A window opened immediately, presenting with an option. Her eyes widened and she shrieked, pressing 'Enter'. "Oh my god!"

"What!? What?!" Duo called frantically from behind her.

"Raisa!" was the happy reply as Kyla pulled up the video link. "Rai-!" she paused. "Trowa?"

A small smile graced the bang-ed wonder's lips. "Hello, Kyla. I'll get her. Raisa!" he called into the background.

Duo's eyes widened. "Trowa!? On video!? Gah! No!" he dove under the already rumpled covers of the bed.

Kyla ignored him. "You're being an idiot, Duo." Her eyes lit as Raisa came to sit in front of the camera, just as excitedly. "Rai!"

"Ky! Oh gods, I was getting so worried about you! You never replied to anything and neither have the others-" Raisa started to babble.

"What? Rai, what do you mean they haven't responded?"

"I haven't had contact with anyone since you all left!"

"What!?" Kyla stared at the monitor. Behind her, Duo peeked out from beneath the sheets. "You've heard nothing?"

"Not a word," Raisa shook her head sadly. A pair of gentle hands came to massage her shoulders and she glanced up and behind her gratefully. "I don't suppose you have?"

Kyla shook her head, disturbed. "No. I'm sorry I didn't reply, Rai, I didn't know you'd be worried… this can't be good. I'll try them later, if that'll help."

"Thank you," Raisa smiled gratefully.

"So how've you been?" Kyla asked carefully, trying to hide any amusement as she watched Trowa's hands on Raisa's shoulders.

"We're good," Raisa said lightly, then broke into a smile.

"I thought so!" Kyla grinned.

"And how's your dingbat?"

"I'm not a dingbat!" Duo shot beneath the covers again.

"Actually, how IS Duo?" Trowa bent down to look at the monitor better.

Kyla's grin turned feral. "How is the dingbat? How IS the dingbat? Dingbat, why don't we show them how you are?"

"Noooo! Kyla! Come on, you can't! They'll never let me live it down!"

"Oh, but Dingbat they'll be so concerned!" Kyla winked at the confused Raisa and Trowa and angled the camera towards the bed, where Duo was trying to burrow through the mattress. "Come on, Duo," she pulled the sheets off him.

Trowa and Raisa stared. Then almost simultaneously, both began to giggle, and grin, and then to laugh outright, leaning on one another for support.

Duo glared back at them, crossing his arms over his chest, and then immediately scratching the spots on his arms. "You people act like you've never seen someone with chicken pox before…" he muttered.

"Check out my Connect The Dots Thanatos!" Kyla hugged him and then swatted at his hand. "Don't scratch," she ordered.

"H-How did you get chicken pox?" Trowa managed through his laughter.

"We walked past a day care on the way home the other day," Duo glared at him.

"Within twenty-four hours, he had spots," Kyla affirmed.

"I hope you have plenty of calamine lotion," Raisa giggled.

"Rai, can't you see they've already used half a bottle!" they both succumbed to more laughter.

"I'm going to get you for this," Duo scowled at Kyla.

"Well you sure can't give it to me," she pointed out. "Waves of it ran through the Keep and I've already had it. Actually-" she turned back to the computer, serious now. "I don't know how long it'll be before they let us go back to Earth."

They both sobered, and Raisa pulled the laptop closer. "Nothing urgent is happening here as yet, but I am getting worried about the others. Whenever you can, come home and let me know. We'll meet you in Sank."

"Right," Kyla nodded.

"We need to try the others though, so I suppose we have to go," Raisa smiled sadly.

"What're you doing letting him man your laptop, anyway?" Kyla raised a slightly teasing eyebrow at Trowa.

"No one ever answered my calls anyway!" Raisa defended him. "He's good at this kind of thing," she deflected any argument. "Tell the Dingbat we hope he feels better and stay in touch, alright?"

"Hey, I'm right here, you know!"

"Will do," Kyla smiled sadly and reached over the laptop. "Our regards to Trowa as well. See ya, Rai." The connection was closed.

Kyla sighed and sat back against the pillows on the bed, lost in her thoughts. "Life's funny, isn't it?"

Duo continued to scowl and tried to scratch again, "You aren't the one with chicken pox at nineteen… this is a kid's disease!"

"I can't believe you haven't had it or a vaccination by now," Kyla raised an eyebrow at him. "Don't scratch," she batted his hand away.

"But it itches!" he wailed miserably.

"I know, heart-of-mine," she sat up and kissed the top of his braided head. "But scratching just makes it worse, I promise. Come on, lie back and have your lunch, huh?"

He grumbled but complied, enjoying the attention he received as she fluffed his pillows and straightened the sheets. "You know what would REALLY make me feel better?" he said, a light dancing mischievously in his eyes.

She shot him a skeptical look. "What?"

"Having a pretty girl sit here and feed me and then help me bath and put lotion on me and-"

"Duo!" she crossed her arms and tried to look angry but failed at his too-cute look. "What am I going to do with you, huh?"

"Love me and take care of me and- yeah, and love me," he decided.

She raised an eyebrow at him, her posture shifting subtly. "Love you, hm?"

"You heard it straight," he said seriously.

"Well…" she sat next to him on the bed, very close and leaned in until their faces nearly touched. "I don't have any problem with that…" his eyes lit. "But- I don't think you're really up to it at the moment," she pulled away and went to get the cooling tray of food.

Duo stared at her, slack jawed. She had- had just- just said- just said she would- and- DAMMIT! "Woah, woah, woah, back up there-"

She set the tray across his lap and smiled pleasantly down at his shocked face. "Motivated to get better yet?" she kissed the dumbfounded Duo on his forehead again and left. "You better eat all that!"

He stared after her, in shock. He allowed himself the time to let their conversation filter through his fever clogged mind and register on every level. A hugr grin slowly came to his face and he let out a whoop. Kyla loved him!

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~End Battle Chapter: The Promise Of The Thistle~


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Coming up next time on La Femmes:

Quatre follows Estelle to South America, where her mission is to take out as many doll manufacturing bases as possible. Quatre's fallen deeply in love with her, but does she realize it? He's also powerless to protect, and frustrations keep piling up on the young millionaire. Will he crack again!? o.O Find out next time in Battle Chapter: Who Can Win The Stars?



Check it out! It's the fluffy sap GWP was asking for! ^_^ o.O Not enough, GWP!? No, don't sic the muses on me, PLEASE! I might write short stories for each couple if I get the inspiration, but it's really not a priority. THe next BC is... eep... I hope I can pull it off...

Psst- we all understand the symbolism behind these chapter names, right?

IM me sometime and if there are enough LaFs fans on at one time, I'll drag us all together into a chat room! TTYL! (AIM: KawaiiLadyLye)

Here are the terms you may need... (not sure why I'm bothering at this point since Isa factors no where in it...)

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
muy hermoso- very beautiful
perra estúpida- stupid bitch
poque usted lo ama- because you love him
princesa- princess
un moron de mierda- a fucking moron (don't worry, I really do love you, Duo...)


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