Chapter 3

Milliardo started to sweat. "Fuck Wufei…why??" Wufei smacked him with the back of the gun. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He yelled at him. Milliardo, pure adrenaline taking over, snapped Wufei's wrist. Wufei fell over cursing in every language he could think of; even some Milliardo had never heard of. Milliardo kicked him a few times in the ribs, and got in his car and drove off.

Then Milliardo spotted her. Short skirt, small shirt…what more could a man want from a girl like this? (Sorry if I have offended the girls who are reading this…I'm a guy and don't know how girls really act () He pulled over, and in a hurry he sat down next to her "hello!"she said excitedly to him. "heya.." He replied back to her. All of a sudden she kissed him smack dab on the lips. Long silence…..Then both of them thinking the same thing, they jumped into his car, and drove off, leaving Wufei coughing on their dust.