Author's note: I do not own any of the Gundam Wing characters (I wish I did
though) in any of the series. Bandai Entertainment owns them; this story
though is my own creation. I hope you enjoy it though. This story may
contain crude humor, language, sensuality, and sexual situations. (Before
we move on, ~ implicates a thought).
Aloha From Maui: A Gundam Wing Fanfic
Kiyoko: (Walks into Quatre's plush living quarters and sits in a recliner). Konnichiwa to all who have found this story, I am Kiyoko and this here's. . (huge sweat drop). . Duo where are you?
Duo: (pops out from behind Kiyoko's black recliner and gets in front of her). . DUO MAXWELL!
Kiyoko: (glares at him). Dammit Duo, why'd you have to that you baka onna?
Wufei: (comes out of his training room and runs to the living area). Wait, that's my line. Speaking of baka onna I'm looking at one. (Looks over in Duo's direction)
Duo: (sits in a chair and scoots his chair near Kiyoko). Wu-man, we all speak Japanese you know that, ne? (Kiyoko gets up and stretches)
Kiyoko: Oi, you guys we have to get to our story. (Sits back down). The sound of a whoopee cushion is heard). Uhh. . . (Kiyoko blushes O.O) DUO . . . OMAE O KOROSU! (Grabs Wufei's katana and chases Duo to the TV room).
Wufei: Kiyoko . . . baka onna Maxwell . . aahh, here it goes (runs out of the room and heads to where Kiyoko is. Walks in) I thought I might find you here. (Duo's tied up and on a bed)
Kiyoko: (Sits on the floor). I have a story for all of us and I'm going to have my best friend tell it. Narrator guy! (Some guy comes out).
Duo: Who is that? (Looks confused) Nevermind.
Narrator guy: Welcome, this is a story about a trip to Maui with the Gundam Wing boys. Join as now as we begin . .
Chapter 1: Tickets to Where?
Heero Yuy sat quietly in a semi-lit office in Quatre's mansion. He was typing up a business document that needed to be done soon, when he heard screaming from Duo down the hall.
~What could interest him do much that I must be disturbed~ Heero thought. Just then, the Shinigami pilot barged in holding up pieces of thinly cut paper.
"Heero, buddy, guess what?! Guess," Duo said with a cheesy grin upon his face.
(Poor Heero)
Heero didn't even look up, but acknowledged what Duo had said. Still typing he gave Duo a slight,
"Hnn .." Duo exclaimed happily while handing Heero a slip of paper that looked like a plane ticket,
"We got tickets to Maui, complements of Rashid. He has already paid for airfare, hotels, etc. And Quatre, Wu-man, Trowa, me, you, Dorothy, Relena, all of us are going!" The perfect soldier looked up from his work, hatred built up inside of him, "Even Zechs?"
Duo knew Heero hated Zechs with passion, but he didn't care, he was too excited, "Even Zechs." Heero groaned.
"I'm not going! You know I have too many things to do, and this trip will not get many any further on my projects. Duo, if you take me, I won't be happy. Omae o korosu!"
"You need to get away. It'll take pressure off of you and you can bring your laptop. Please?!"
"Achi itte aho!"
"Iie! If you don't go, I'll have to use special forces," Duo pulled out kiddie handcuffs, "Oops. Anyway, I'll do something."
"Ok, I'll go." Heero sighed, shut down his laptop and headed out of the office. He headed for his room, to go pack.
Aloha From Maui: A Gundam Wing Fanfic
Kiyoko: (Walks into Quatre's plush living quarters and sits in a recliner). Konnichiwa to all who have found this story, I am Kiyoko and this here's. . (huge sweat drop). . Duo where are you?
Duo: (pops out from behind Kiyoko's black recliner and gets in front of her). . DUO MAXWELL!
Kiyoko: (glares at him). Dammit Duo, why'd you have to that you baka onna?
Wufei: (comes out of his training room and runs to the living area). Wait, that's my line. Speaking of baka onna I'm looking at one. (Looks over in Duo's direction)
Duo: (sits in a chair and scoots his chair near Kiyoko). Wu-man, we all speak Japanese you know that, ne? (Kiyoko gets up and stretches)
Kiyoko: Oi, you guys we have to get to our story. (Sits back down). The sound of a whoopee cushion is heard). Uhh. . . (Kiyoko blushes O.O) DUO . . . OMAE O KOROSU! (Grabs Wufei's katana and chases Duo to the TV room).
Wufei: Kiyoko . . . baka onna Maxwell . . aahh, here it goes (runs out of the room and heads to where Kiyoko is. Walks in) I thought I might find you here. (Duo's tied up and on a bed)
Kiyoko: (Sits on the floor). I have a story for all of us and I'm going to have my best friend tell it. Narrator guy! (Some guy comes out).
Duo: Who is that? (Looks confused) Nevermind.
Narrator guy: Welcome, this is a story about a trip to Maui with the Gundam Wing boys. Join as now as we begin . .
Chapter 1: Tickets to Where?
Heero Yuy sat quietly in a semi-lit office in Quatre's mansion. He was typing up a business document that needed to be done soon, when he heard screaming from Duo down the hall.
~What could interest him do much that I must be disturbed~ Heero thought. Just then, the Shinigami pilot barged in holding up pieces of thinly cut paper.
"Heero, buddy, guess what?! Guess," Duo said with a cheesy grin upon his face.
(Poor Heero)
Heero didn't even look up, but acknowledged what Duo had said. Still typing he gave Duo a slight,
"Hnn .." Duo exclaimed happily while handing Heero a slip of paper that looked like a plane ticket,
"We got tickets to Maui, complements of Rashid. He has already paid for airfare, hotels, etc. And Quatre, Wu-man, Trowa, me, you, Dorothy, Relena, all of us are going!" The perfect soldier looked up from his work, hatred built up inside of him, "Even Zechs?"
Duo knew Heero hated Zechs with passion, but he didn't care, he was too excited, "Even Zechs." Heero groaned.
"I'm not going! You know I have too many things to do, and this trip will not get many any further on my projects. Duo, if you take me, I won't be happy. Omae o korosu!"
"You need to get away. It'll take pressure off of you and you can bring your laptop. Please?!"
"Achi itte aho!"
"Iie! If you don't go, I'll have to use special forces," Duo pulled out kiddie handcuffs, "Oops. Anyway, I'll do something."
"Ok, I'll go." Heero sighed, shut down his laptop and headed out of the office. He headed for his room, to go pack.
