Chapter 2: Who the hell are you?
Wufei pulled the woman against him and closed his lips over hers. He'd been frustrated after he'd found out his advisor had run off with much of the kingdoms money and then he'd run into a woman in the ball room. And to his luck, the same woman had come and interrupted his meditation and started flaring accusations at him. Well, the only thing for him to do was shut her up..... And kissing her was the best way. At least that's what he told himself.
Hotaru stood stone still, shocked by the passion and fury behind his cold façade. This.... This man was Wufei, this man that was kissing her. Her mind reeled and her eyes closed on their own accord.
Suddenly, he pulled back. Leaving her breathless and dazed. His ebony eyes searched hers for any sign and thing he could fault her with. Yet, he found none. Except the fact that she was perfect. The way she was looking at him, so aroused and innocent. The way her hair fell, tendrils touching her shoulders. Her cheeks, so rosy and hot. Her lips, parted slightly. Just her...
"Who in the hell are you?" He roared, furious with himself for letting the woman get to him.
"........." Hotaru couldn't speak. The words just wouldn't come. She stared up him for a moment longer then caught herself. 'What's wrong with me? This is the man I despise above all else, and I just let him kiss me? Ha!'
When she looked back at him, her face was a mast of ice, though her eyes spoke of fire. "I hate you, you evil man!" She twirled around her skirts twisting with her and she stalked away. But Wufie hadn't had his say yet! He made a quick grab and caught her skirts, his hand pulling her back towards him.
"You shall tell me who you are, now!" (An: Okay, I know he's OOC, but that's how the plot is right now! Sorry!) Wufei glared at her.
Yet Hotaru didn't feel quite nice enough to answer so she unclasp the back of the dress and slid right out of it. The dress fell back into Wufei and his eyes swung to hers. She stood in only her bra and panties, glaring at him with disgust.
With fake graciousness, Hotaru curtsied and said, "If you'll excuse me your grace." And she turned once again and marched down the hall.
Wufei stared after for a moment, then shook himself out of it and started to run after her. "Woman!" She didn't stop. "Woman wait!" she kept on going. His eyes narrowed, "What kind of person are you?" Still nothing.
Wufei increased his speed and soon was caught up with her. In a quick motion he'd grabbed her into his arms and turned back towards his room. Hotaru cried out as she was lifted off the ground and she furiously fought to be put back down. This resulted in a handprint across Wufei's face and his hair being pulled out of its ponytail. For Hotaru, it just meant she was gripped more firmly.
Wufei kicked the door closed behind him and dropped her on his bed, "Now talk woman! What in the world were you doing up here in the first place? Why did you yell at me? And why did you not speak?"
"You are such a jerk!" Hotaru sneered at him.
"What have I ever done to you?" Wufei cried out, "I don't even know who you are!"
"Oh really! Ha! You write to me every week!"
"What? What nonsense is this?"
"It's not nonsense, it's the truth. Every week I get a letter telling me I'm not fit to rule my kingdom, blaming me for every misfortune, yelling at me for no reason at all! So sir, I have every reason to hate you!"
"I have done no such thing!" Wufei sighed, arguing was going to get him nowhere with this girl, but reasoning was. "The only person I do that to is Saturn's annoying queen."
Hotaru's eyes narrowed and she turned her back on him with a huff. Wufei's eyes widened, "There is no way......" He murmured. "You're Hotaru." A smirk slid to his lips, "So this is the onna in person. Hm.... not how I imagined you." He walked closer to the bed "And not how I'd like you looking either."
Her head whipped around as she remembered what she was wearing, where she was, and how this situation must look. "If you'd please fetch me my dress..." Her eyes turned to his, "I'd like to leave."
"No."
"What?"
"I said no."
"Why?"
"Because....." He took a step closer and leaned over until they were only a breath away from touching.
Wufei pulled the woman against him and closed his lips over hers. He'd been frustrated after he'd found out his advisor had run off with much of the kingdoms money and then he'd run into a woman in the ball room. And to his luck, the same woman had come and interrupted his meditation and started flaring accusations at him. Well, the only thing for him to do was shut her up..... And kissing her was the best way. At least that's what he told himself.
Hotaru stood stone still, shocked by the passion and fury behind his cold façade. This.... This man was Wufei, this man that was kissing her. Her mind reeled and her eyes closed on their own accord.
Suddenly, he pulled back. Leaving her breathless and dazed. His ebony eyes searched hers for any sign and thing he could fault her with. Yet, he found none. Except the fact that she was perfect. The way she was looking at him, so aroused and innocent. The way her hair fell, tendrils touching her shoulders. Her cheeks, so rosy and hot. Her lips, parted slightly. Just her...
"Who in the hell are you?" He roared, furious with himself for letting the woman get to him.
"........." Hotaru couldn't speak. The words just wouldn't come. She stared up him for a moment longer then caught herself. 'What's wrong with me? This is the man I despise above all else, and I just let him kiss me? Ha!'
When she looked back at him, her face was a mast of ice, though her eyes spoke of fire. "I hate you, you evil man!" She twirled around her skirts twisting with her and she stalked away. But Wufie hadn't had his say yet! He made a quick grab and caught her skirts, his hand pulling her back towards him.
"You shall tell me who you are, now!" (An: Okay, I know he's OOC, but that's how the plot is right now! Sorry!) Wufei glared at her.
Yet Hotaru didn't feel quite nice enough to answer so she unclasp the back of the dress and slid right out of it. The dress fell back into Wufei and his eyes swung to hers. She stood in only her bra and panties, glaring at him with disgust.
With fake graciousness, Hotaru curtsied and said, "If you'll excuse me your grace." And she turned once again and marched down the hall.
Wufei stared after for a moment, then shook himself out of it and started to run after her. "Woman!" She didn't stop. "Woman wait!" she kept on going. His eyes narrowed, "What kind of person are you?" Still nothing.
Wufei increased his speed and soon was caught up with her. In a quick motion he'd grabbed her into his arms and turned back towards his room. Hotaru cried out as she was lifted off the ground and she furiously fought to be put back down. This resulted in a handprint across Wufei's face and his hair being pulled out of its ponytail. For Hotaru, it just meant she was gripped more firmly.
Wufei kicked the door closed behind him and dropped her on his bed, "Now talk woman! What in the world were you doing up here in the first place? Why did you yell at me? And why did you not speak?"
"You are such a jerk!" Hotaru sneered at him.
"What have I ever done to you?" Wufei cried out, "I don't even know who you are!"
"Oh really! Ha! You write to me every week!"
"What? What nonsense is this?"
"It's not nonsense, it's the truth. Every week I get a letter telling me I'm not fit to rule my kingdom, blaming me for every misfortune, yelling at me for no reason at all! So sir, I have every reason to hate you!"
"I have done no such thing!" Wufei sighed, arguing was going to get him nowhere with this girl, but reasoning was. "The only person I do that to is Saturn's annoying queen."
Hotaru's eyes narrowed and she turned her back on him with a huff. Wufei's eyes widened, "There is no way......" He murmured. "You're Hotaru." A smirk slid to his lips, "So this is the onna in person. Hm.... not how I imagined you." He walked closer to the bed "And not how I'd like you looking either."
Her head whipped around as she remembered what she was wearing, where she was, and how this situation must look. "If you'd please fetch me my dress..." Her eyes turned to his, "I'd like to leave."
"No."
"What?"
"I said no."
"Why?"
"Because....." He took a step closer and leaned over until they were only a breath away from touching.