A Drop of Cursed Water
By Moon Dragon
Warnings: *YAOI* 3+4, 1+2, some OOC, humour
Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing
Notes: Delays, delays...sorry. ^^O
At least I finally updated, ne?
I found out that the fic is actually going to have a Ranma 1/2
crossover, but you don't really need to know Ranma 1/2 to read this!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Wufei mumbles as he scans the pamphlet in his hand…
…written neatly in Japanese writing…
"This is all Maxwell's fault…"
Duo turns his head at that comment, "What do you mean by that?!"
"First of all, you're the one who chose the airline that completely
failed to bring us to our destination…and instead, left us stranded
here in Japan!" Wufei crushes the pamphlet to emphasize his anger.
Duo pouts in annoyance, "Well, I didn't know that airplane had
problems…It was PURE COINCIDENCE!"
"Funny," Wufei counters, "'pure coincidence' is always the excuse
whenever it's YOUR FAULT!"
The crowd was starting to throw second glances at the squabbling
pair while the three other pilots look upon them in exasperation.
Trowa stands aside like a stick, while Quatre prevents Duo from
clawing Wufei's eyes out. Heero just sighs and shakes his head.
But Wufei does have a point. Because of airline difficulties,
the pilots are delayed in Japan for a few days. 'Well,' Heero mused,
'At least I know how to speak Japanese. If no one did, then we'd
really be in trouble.' He glances again at Duo and Wufei again.
'Forget the language. If Trowa, Quatre and I weren't here, then
they're doomed. Period.'
He walks over to spare Quatre from being the peacemaker.
He pulls them apart efficiently with a handful of Wufei's shirt
in one hand and Duo's braid in the other.
"Break it up you two. We have to find a place to rest first."
He says quite aggressively. At the same time, both pilots release
themselves from Heero's grip. They give each other one last glare
before grunting and heaving their baggage up.
A loud growl escapes from Duo's stomach. "Can we eat first?" He asks,
shooting a pleading look at Heero. Heero's expression softens a
bit at Duo's statement. Quatre smiles brightly,
"Eating would be a good idea." He addresses to Heero,
"Maybe you can show us a good place to eat?" Heero hesitates slightly.
He doesn't really know much about Japan; only the military history
and language is familiar to him. But he'll try nevertheless.
The least he can do is distinguish the reasonably priced restaurants
from the expensive ones. "Okay."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Heeeeero…"
"What is it Duo?"
"Are we there yet?"
"That's the tenth time you've asked that…"
"…So are we there yet?"
"…No…"
Duo sighs, his feet are starting to hurt from walking along the
streets. He stops momentarily as his nose picks up a delicious smell.
He gazes at a small shop with a scripted Japanese writing.
The other pilots stop as well, looking over to see what Duo finds
so interesting.
"Maxwell, are you going to stand there and gawk at it all day?"
Wufei mumbles and is the first to step in.
It's the only open (and affordable) restaurant they've seen so
far and they're starving! The other pilots trail behind him in a
solitary line and are met with a cheery greeting.
"Hello!" A girl with long dark hair smiles at them.
Strangely, she wears a strap across her chest with small spatulas
attached to it. "My name is Ukyo, welcome to my Okonomiyaki shop!"
~tbc~
By Moon Dragon
Warnings: *YAOI* 3+4, 1+2, some OOC, humour
Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing
Notes: Delays, delays...sorry. ^^O
At least I finally updated, ne?
I found out that the fic is actually going to have a Ranma 1/2
crossover, but you don't really need to know Ranma 1/2 to read this!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Wufei mumbles as he scans the pamphlet in his hand…
…written neatly in Japanese writing…
"This is all Maxwell's fault…"
Duo turns his head at that comment, "What do you mean by that?!"
"First of all, you're the one who chose the airline that completely
failed to bring us to our destination…and instead, left us stranded
here in Japan!" Wufei crushes the pamphlet to emphasize his anger.
Duo pouts in annoyance, "Well, I didn't know that airplane had
problems…It was PURE COINCIDENCE!"
"Funny," Wufei counters, "'pure coincidence' is always the excuse
whenever it's YOUR FAULT!"
The crowd was starting to throw second glances at the squabbling
pair while the three other pilots look upon them in exasperation.
Trowa stands aside like a stick, while Quatre prevents Duo from
clawing Wufei's eyes out. Heero just sighs and shakes his head.
But Wufei does have a point. Because of airline difficulties,
the pilots are delayed in Japan for a few days. 'Well,' Heero mused,
'At least I know how to speak Japanese. If no one did, then we'd
really be in trouble.' He glances again at Duo and Wufei again.
'Forget the language. If Trowa, Quatre and I weren't here, then
they're doomed. Period.'
He walks over to spare Quatre from being the peacemaker.
He pulls them apart efficiently with a handful of Wufei's shirt
in one hand and Duo's braid in the other.
"Break it up you two. We have to find a place to rest first."
He says quite aggressively. At the same time, both pilots release
themselves from Heero's grip. They give each other one last glare
before grunting and heaving their baggage up.
A loud growl escapes from Duo's stomach. "Can we eat first?" He asks,
shooting a pleading look at Heero. Heero's expression softens a
bit at Duo's statement. Quatre smiles brightly,
"Eating would be a good idea." He addresses to Heero,
"Maybe you can show us a good place to eat?" Heero hesitates slightly.
He doesn't really know much about Japan; only the military history
and language is familiar to him. But he'll try nevertheless.
The least he can do is distinguish the reasonably priced restaurants
from the expensive ones. "Okay."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Heeeeero…"
"What is it Duo?"
"Are we there yet?"
"That's the tenth time you've asked that…"
"…So are we there yet?"
"…No…"
Duo sighs, his feet are starting to hurt from walking along the
streets. He stops momentarily as his nose picks up a delicious smell.
He gazes at a small shop with a scripted Japanese writing.
The other pilots stop as well, looking over to see what Duo finds
so interesting.
"Maxwell, are you going to stand there and gawk at it all day?"
Wufei mumbles and is the first to step in.
It's the only open (and affordable) restaurant they've seen so
far and they're starving! The other pilots trail behind him in a
solitary line and are met with a cheery greeting.
"Hello!" A girl with long dark hair smiles at them.
Strangely, she wears a strap across her chest with small spatulas
attached to it. "My name is Ukyo, welcome to my Okonomiyaki shop!"
~tbc~