This is my second Gundam Wing fic! I'm so proud, but I do have a tendency
to get writers block a lot so therefore I sometimes take a while to update.
Forgive me!
Disclaimers: Y'know the drill
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The household was a busy place on this day. Usually, it's a silent death hold but not today. Today was the day the French ambassador was coming and all the people were scampering around like mice. All accept seven. Those seven sat in a room moping like there was no tomorrow. One of the with long, braided brown hair spoke, "Well this really sucks." He sighed.
"Who would've guessed the ambassador wanted to come on this day of all days?" Wu Fei grumbled.
"Politics are politics." Trowa replied.
"Couldn't we have talked them out of it, at least until tomorrow?" Lu asked the man her hand was entwined in.
He shook his head, " I tried but he wouldn't hear of it."
"But it's your sister's anniversary for gods sakes!" She cried.
"Calm down, we can always do it tomorrow." Quatre soothed.
"But tomorrow's not the day she died." Heero spoke up.
*~*~*~*~*
Milliardo Peacecraft stepped out of the limo with his wife at his side. In the next car, the five Gundam pilots emerged. Each one was dressed in formal clothes and awaiting the grand entrance of the French Ambassador. Slowly, the stairs to the jet lowered and in the shadows of the cockpit, a man emerged. He stood tall in his diplomatic clothes and surveyed the area. When his eyes caught Milliardo, he grinned, "Ahh Bonjouer misieur Peacecraft." He said in a heavy accent.
"Welcome to our country, sorry about all that's going on but you must understand what the date is today." He stated with a weak smile.
"Oui, oui." He nodded his head solemnly, "I know it is, how you say…hard for you…but this was the best date possible for me to fly."
"It's just fine sir, thank you for even coming." Lucretzia smiled warmly.
"Allon zi!*" He bellowed and began walking towards Milliardo's limo. As he passed the Gundam Pilots, he paused, "And you must be the famous Gundam Pilots. I have heard much about you."
"From who?" Heero narrowed his eyes dangerously.
The old mans' eyes twinkled, "I have my sources." With that, everyone entered their limousines and sped off back to the Peacecraft mansion.
Unknown to everyone, a shadowy figure slipped out from the cargo bay and leapt away after the two limos.
*~*~*~*~*
Back at the mansion, Heero was given the task to show the ambassador to his room, "This is your room." He stated monotonously.
Marveling at its size, he stepped in and turned back to Heero, "Merci beaucoup.**" Then, he shut the door quickly in Heero's face.
With one last glare, he turned to leave when he heard the ambassador open his window and suddenly began to speak in French, "What the hell?" He whispered under his breath, listening.
"Était votre voyage agréable?" He heard the man state.
Then, he heard another voice, this one was a deep feminine voice, "Oui, vu les accomidations."
"Les pensez-vous suspectez-vous quelque chose, Lena?" The ambassador asked.
"Bien, aucun doute Heero n'a ses soupçons au sujet de vous déjà, mais je ne pense pas qu'il a n'importe quelle idée au sujet de moi." She responded. 'What are they saying about me?' He wondered.
"Allez-vous vous montrer?" He heard him ask another question.
"Seulement si la situation nécessite elle." 'Situation? What situation?' Heero pondered.
"Daccord." The plump man stated followed by a sigh.
Heero couldn't stand anymore, he twisted the handle and burst in, but when he looked around, all he saw was the ambassador sitting alone on his bed, "Where's the girl." He demanded.
"Girl, what girl? I have been alone since you left five minutes ago."
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Translation time:
* let's go
** thank you very much
Conversation
"Was your trip enjoyable?"
"Yes, considering the accomidations."
"Do you think they suspect anything, Lena?"
"Well, no doubt Heero has his suspicions about you already, but I don't think he has any idea about me."
"Are you going to show yourself?"
"Only if the situation calls for it."
"Ok."
Disclaimers: Y'know the drill
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The household was a busy place on this day. Usually, it's a silent death hold but not today. Today was the day the French ambassador was coming and all the people were scampering around like mice. All accept seven. Those seven sat in a room moping like there was no tomorrow. One of the with long, braided brown hair spoke, "Well this really sucks." He sighed.
"Who would've guessed the ambassador wanted to come on this day of all days?" Wu Fei grumbled.
"Politics are politics." Trowa replied.
"Couldn't we have talked them out of it, at least until tomorrow?" Lu asked the man her hand was entwined in.
He shook his head, " I tried but he wouldn't hear of it."
"But it's your sister's anniversary for gods sakes!" She cried.
"Calm down, we can always do it tomorrow." Quatre soothed.
"But tomorrow's not the day she died." Heero spoke up.
*~*~*~*~*
Milliardo Peacecraft stepped out of the limo with his wife at his side. In the next car, the five Gundam pilots emerged. Each one was dressed in formal clothes and awaiting the grand entrance of the French Ambassador. Slowly, the stairs to the jet lowered and in the shadows of the cockpit, a man emerged. He stood tall in his diplomatic clothes and surveyed the area. When his eyes caught Milliardo, he grinned, "Ahh Bonjouer misieur Peacecraft." He said in a heavy accent.
"Welcome to our country, sorry about all that's going on but you must understand what the date is today." He stated with a weak smile.
"Oui, oui." He nodded his head solemnly, "I know it is, how you say…hard for you…but this was the best date possible for me to fly."
"It's just fine sir, thank you for even coming." Lucretzia smiled warmly.
"Allon zi!*" He bellowed and began walking towards Milliardo's limo. As he passed the Gundam Pilots, he paused, "And you must be the famous Gundam Pilots. I have heard much about you."
"From who?" Heero narrowed his eyes dangerously.
The old mans' eyes twinkled, "I have my sources." With that, everyone entered their limousines and sped off back to the Peacecraft mansion.
Unknown to everyone, a shadowy figure slipped out from the cargo bay and leapt away after the two limos.
*~*~*~*~*
Back at the mansion, Heero was given the task to show the ambassador to his room, "This is your room." He stated monotonously.
Marveling at its size, he stepped in and turned back to Heero, "Merci beaucoup.**" Then, he shut the door quickly in Heero's face.
With one last glare, he turned to leave when he heard the ambassador open his window and suddenly began to speak in French, "What the hell?" He whispered under his breath, listening.
"Était votre voyage agréable?" He heard the man state.
Then, he heard another voice, this one was a deep feminine voice, "Oui, vu les accomidations."
"Les pensez-vous suspectez-vous quelque chose, Lena?" The ambassador asked.
"Bien, aucun doute Heero n'a ses soupçons au sujet de vous déjà, mais je ne pense pas qu'il a n'importe quelle idée au sujet de moi." She responded. 'What are they saying about me?' He wondered.
"Allez-vous vous montrer?" He heard him ask another question.
"Seulement si la situation nécessite elle." 'Situation? What situation?' Heero pondered.
"Daccord." The plump man stated followed by a sigh.
Heero couldn't stand anymore, he twisted the handle and burst in, but when he looked around, all he saw was the ambassador sitting alone on his bed, "Where's the girl." He demanded.
"Girl, what girl? I have been alone since you left five minutes ago."
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Translation time:
* let's go
** thank you very much
Conversation
"Was your trip enjoyable?"
"Yes, considering the accomidations."
"Do you think they suspect anything, Lena?"
"Well, no doubt Heero has his suspicions about you already, but I don't think he has any idea about me."
"Are you going to show yourself?"
"Only if the situation calls for it."
"Ok."