Title: Unicorn in the Moonlight 11/?
Author Wu
Archive: Ask Respectively first.
Category: Au/fantasy
Rating: R
Warnings: None in this chapter
Spoilers: None
Notes: Eventually 3+4
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Don't look at me like that. Don't. Stop. Stop looking at me like that. Now, what was I saying? Oh yeah, I don't own Gundam Wing.
Spoilers: None.
Quatre's point of view in this chapter.
I hope that you don't mind me pausing in my story for a bit.. you see, it's still rather new and traumatic for me. How can something that happened so long ago still be new, you ask? Well.. this is the first time I've told anyone about my life.. so, in a way, I'm hearing the tale for the first time, though I've lived it.
One thing about Unicorns. They have what you would call gardians.. or keepers. I'm not sure which they are called now, I haven't seen another Unicorn in two hundred years. But we have these watchers that are sworn to protect us. So.. right now, I'm in the middle of searching for a Keeper, perhaps he, or she, will be able to help me in my quest.
I remember my first Keeper. Oh, I may tell you, that Keepers are as rare and immortal as the Unicorns that they protect. They aren't quite human themselves. But, I digress, the first keeper that I had come across.. I catch myself laughing softly. His name was Wufei. And I'll tell you one thing, I couldn't go to the bathroom without him knowing it. Keepers are so protective, but he.. he was just intense in his job. BUT, I was a child and didn't really want a babysitter. He thought better. I wish that he had met Trowa. Perhaps.. Perhaps I'll find Wufei again.
I need to get away from this ocean for a while. Sometimes.. when the light hits the water just right.. it's the color of my Trowa's eyes. Oh my. We sure did clash at the beginning. Him so stubborn and closed off, me naive and daft. He was something, I tell you. It was hard work to get close to him. He hated me at first. No, I'm not exaggerating, he *Hated* me. With a passion and when he gets a passion about anything. I shake my head at that very thought.
Dear Catherine. How she could put up with such a bullheaded.. stubborn.. narrowminded... egostistical.. ox of a brother, I have no clue. She was a Saint, that woman. I honostly don't know how she did it. God's Grace. That's all I can say on her patience. Oh, the music has started for the carnival. I adore the rides, but I learned early not to eat the greasy foods before partaking of the enjoyment of having my body spun around, flipped about and jolted by those things. Oh the embarassment. I think I may take a walk along the boardwalk. Get my mind on something else other than my lost love. After all, he said he would be back, so.. why not enjoy a little time off while I wait?
Time off you ask? Mercy. Trowa will work you to the very core. Without mercy. And when he found out I was a unicorn? Forget it. He had that look in his eye, sizing me up and I know he envisioned me pulling a plow! HA! Hardly. I stuck to weeding the garden and helping haul in rocks. After all, he had his own plow horse. The very nerve. That's why I love him so much.
I smell that fry bread.. what is it that it's called? Fry bread is fine with me. Just give it to me fresh, put plenty of confectioners sugar on it and color me happy. That stuff is wonderful. One could get hooked I say, but.. I don't want to meet my angel again with thunder thighs. I need to be able to leap into his arms. But.. I may splurge tonight. And.. oh! Is that corndogs? I love those. Now, if you will excuse me, I think I'm going to go visit the fair! I've heard that some of these attractions are really neat, what with the live animals and all. I do hate to see them caged, but those whom I have spoken to say that they are quite happy and well treated. I always make sure that they are well treated, and so I'm no less to worry.
You know.. I think for the first time in a long time.. I am content. Almost happy. I thank God for what I can do with my life, though.. I can't stop mourning. True love is something to be grabbed onto with both arms and should be held close to you tightly. That's what I did and that is what I hope that you will come to have. I hope that I am not too shabbily dressed. And I hope that I don't have to endure cat calls. I don't see how men confuse me as a woman and it's rather funny when they hear my voice as I tell them to sod off. And then there are the women who think it is there duty in life to either faun over me, or pinch my cheeks.
Nothing funny about having your face grabbed and pinched. Now *WHERE* in the human culture did that become a way of saying you're happy to see someone? I mean, it's like.. they'll walk up to you, eyes all bright and happy and GRAB your face and begin to inflict violence. It honostly brings tears to my eyes when they pinch. Never mind those that pinch and then shake... it's almost as if they confuse me as a dogs chew toy! And.. it's almost sweet.. *Almost*. So, traveler. Have fun at the carnival and we shall meet at the rocks again. I'm not nearly finished with my story and I do appriciate that you show interest.
`Tbc
Author Wu
Archive: Ask Respectively first.
Category: Au/fantasy
Rating: R
Warnings: None in this chapter
Spoilers: None
Notes: Eventually 3+4
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Don't look at me like that. Don't. Stop. Stop looking at me like that. Now, what was I saying? Oh yeah, I don't own Gundam Wing.
Spoilers: None.
Quatre's point of view in this chapter.
I hope that you don't mind me pausing in my story for a bit.. you see, it's still rather new and traumatic for me. How can something that happened so long ago still be new, you ask? Well.. this is the first time I've told anyone about my life.. so, in a way, I'm hearing the tale for the first time, though I've lived it.
One thing about Unicorns. They have what you would call gardians.. or keepers. I'm not sure which they are called now, I haven't seen another Unicorn in two hundred years. But we have these watchers that are sworn to protect us. So.. right now, I'm in the middle of searching for a Keeper, perhaps he, or she, will be able to help me in my quest.
I remember my first Keeper. Oh, I may tell you, that Keepers are as rare and immortal as the Unicorns that they protect. They aren't quite human themselves. But, I digress, the first keeper that I had come across.. I catch myself laughing softly. His name was Wufei. And I'll tell you one thing, I couldn't go to the bathroom without him knowing it. Keepers are so protective, but he.. he was just intense in his job. BUT, I was a child and didn't really want a babysitter. He thought better. I wish that he had met Trowa. Perhaps.. Perhaps I'll find Wufei again.
I need to get away from this ocean for a while. Sometimes.. when the light hits the water just right.. it's the color of my Trowa's eyes. Oh my. We sure did clash at the beginning. Him so stubborn and closed off, me naive and daft. He was something, I tell you. It was hard work to get close to him. He hated me at first. No, I'm not exaggerating, he *Hated* me. With a passion and when he gets a passion about anything. I shake my head at that very thought.
Dear Catherine. How she could put up with such a bullheaded.. stubborn.. narrowminded... egostistical.. ox of a brother, I have no clue. She was a Saint, that woman. I honostly don't know how she did it. God's Grace. That's all I can say on her patience. Oh, the music has started for the carnival. I adore the rides, but I learned early not to eat the greasy foods before partaking of the enjoyment of having my body spun around, flipped about and jolted by those things. Oh the embarassment. I think I may take a walk along the boardwalk. Get my mind on something else other than my lost love. After all, he said he would be back, so.. why not enjoy a little time off while I wait?
Time off you ask? Mercy. Trowa will work you to the very core. Without mercy. And when he found out I was a unicorn? Forget it. He had that look in his eye, sizing me up and I know he envisioned me pulling a plow! HA! Hardly. I stuck to weeding the garden and helping haul in rocks. After all, he had his own plow horse. The very nerve. That's why I love him so much.
I smell that fry bread.. what is it that it's called? Fry bread is fine with me. Just give it to me fresh, put plenty of confectioners sugar on it and color me happy. That stuff is wonderful. One could get hooked I say, but.. I don't want to meet my angel again with thunder thighs. I need to be able to leap into his arms. But.. I may splurge tonight. And.. oh! Is that corndogs? I love those. Now, if you will excuse me, I think I'm going to go visit the fair! I've heard that some of these attractions are really neat, what with the live animals and all. I do hate to see them caged, but those whom I have spoken to say that they are quite happy and well treated. I always make sure that they are well treated, and so I'm no less to worry.
You know.. I think for the first time in a long time.. I am content. Almost happy. I thank God for what I can do with my life, though.. I can't stop mourning. True love is something to be grabbed onto with both arms and should be held close to you tightly. That's what I did and that is what I hope that you will come to have. I hope that I am not too shabbily dressed. And I hope that I don't have to endure cat calls. I don't see how men confuse me as a woman and it's rather funny when they hear my voice as I tell them to sod off. And then there are the women who think it is there duty in life to either faun over me, or pinch my cheeks.
Nothing funny about having your face grabbed and pinched. Now *WHERE* in the human culture did that become a way of saying you're happy to see someone? I mean, it's like.. they'll walk up to you, eyes all bright and happy and GRAB your face and begin to inflict violence. It honostly brings tears to my eyes when they pinch. Never mind those that pinch and then shake... it's almost as if they confuse me as a dogs chew toy! And.. it's almost sweet.. *Almost*. So, traveler. Have fun at the carnival and we shall meet at the rocks again. I'm not nearly finished with my story and I do appriciate that you show interest.
`Tbc