Chapter #2. Dangerous Games
Sally surveyed her long, royal blue, sleeveless gown. Her hair was down and had been curled and now hung like long coils of burnished gold. So as to make herself seem shorter she wore flat dress shoes and around her neck was a simple silver necklace with a small, tear shaped pearl. Overall she looked lovely. And she hated every bit of it. She didn't feel at all like her tough-as-nails self and without a gun strapped at her hip she felt naked. Not to mention the fact that she felt like her gown was going to fall off of her at any second. Well, it was all for a good cause. She had to convince everyone that she was a ditzy, young, rich girl....especially a certain man named Enrique D'Armand. The Preventers had heard rumors of him making mobile dolls and planning on assassinating Relena Darlian, but they had no proof to back the rumors. That was Sally's job. Either squash the rumors or confirm them while playing the part of Sandra Bullok in "Miss Congeniality". Well, sort of. Sally took one last doubtful look at herself in the mirror and left the room. It was the same day she and Wufei'd had their fight, only it was evening now.
As Sally rushed down the stairs she put in pearl drop earrings and exchanged her red lipstick for girly pink lip gloss. Ugh.
Wufei, who had asked permission from Milliardo to be Sally's back up at the party, stopped as he saw her walking down the stairs. She looked beautiful and very much unlike her normal self. Wufei began to notice things about her that he hadn't really noticed before, and it scared him even as it surprised him. The way she walked so gracefully, even in battle, the way her voice was so huskily low and yet sweet at the same time, how her hips swung back and forth provocatively, and the long slim arms that tapered into delicate hands that could be used to hold a gun just as easily as a glass of wine. He was brought back to the present as she spoke.
"What the heck are you doing here?" Still the same old Sally after all. Wufei neatly hid his grin.
He pulled out his gun and cocked it, placing it in his shoulder holster, "I'm your back up."
"Let me guess, you went to Trowa, Heero, or Milliardo, right? Spouting the whole 'we must protect her because she's a woman' bit, huh? You are so predictable,"Sally scowled.
"It was Milliardo, and no I didn't say that. I merely stated that it was a dangerous mission for anyone-pretending to be something they're not-and that it would work out better if you had someone you were used to, to be around you for back up," Wufei smartly and smugly spoke.
"Pretending to be something I'm not," Sally scoffed, "yeah, right. I can be pretty and flirtatious if I want to."
"Then how come you haven't acted that way toward me," Wufei growled, before realizing what he was saying.
Sally paused as that statement sunk in, " because you never showed any interest in me!"
Wufei spluttered for a few minutes, "I never said that!"
"It's not the way you say things, it's the way you act. Wait, it is the way you say things, too. 'Foolish Woman', 'Stubborn Woman', 'Weak Onna'! How big do you think my self-esteem is with you shooting it down with Heavy Arms's Guns? And Wing Zero's Blaster Rifle? And Nataku's Dragon Claw? Heck, you like your Gundam even more than you like me! Goodbye Wufei," Sally stomped the rest of the way down the stairs and out to the foyer. Behind Wufei a brunette man with Prussian blue eyes spoke.
"Well, that went well."
"Shut up, Heero," Wufei snarled, "you haven't even kissed Relena yet."
"That's my problem. Your problem is your pride. I'll get over my problem if you get over yours."
"So, you'll kiss Relena if I......what exactly?" Wufei was looking at Heero as if he was a whole different person.
"Admit you like her and ask her out," Heero pulled out his gun and began cleaning it.
"I do not like Sally."
"Hmm," Heero looked Wufei straight in the eyes, "think about the conversation you just had. Then you can tell me you don't like her." Heero left the room ans a startled Wufei.
"Ask Sally out," Wufei blinked blankly for a few seconds. A vision fo Sally in her blue gown appeared in his mind. Wufei smirked, "maybe it won't be so hard after all. Heero's finally going to get a taste of his own medicine."
Sally surveyed her long, royal blue, sleeveless gown. Her hair was down and had been curled and now hung like long coils of burnished gold. So as to make herself seem shorter she wore flat dress shoes and around her neck was a simple silver necklace with a small, tear shaped pearl. Overall she looked lovely. And she hated every bit of it. She didn't feel at all like her tough-as-nails self and without a gun strapped at her hip she felt naked. Not to mention the fact that she felt like her gown was going to fall off of her at any second. Well, it was all for a good cause. She had to convince everyone that she was a ditzy, young, rich girl....especially a certain man named Enrique D'Armand. The Preventers had heard rumors of him making mobile dolls and planning on assassinating Relena Darlian, but they had no proof to back the rumors. That was Sally's job. Either squash the rumors or confirm them while playing the part of Sandra Bullok in "Miss Congeniality". Well, sort of. Sally took one last doubtful look at herself in the mirror and left the room. It was the same day she and Wufei'd had their fight, only it was evening now.
As Sally rushed down the stairs she put in pearl drop earrings and exchanged her red lipstick for girly pink lip gloss. Ugh.
Wufei, who had asked permission from Milliardo to be Sally's back up at the party, stopped as he saw her walking down the stairs. She looked beautiful and very much unlike her normal self. Wufei began to notice things about her that he hadn't really noticed before, and it scared him even as it surprised him. The way she walked so gracefully, even in battle, the way her voice was so huskily low and yet sweet at the same time, how her hips swung back and forth provocatively, and the long slim arms that tapered into delicate hands that could be used to hold a gun just as easily as a glass of wine. He was brought back to the present as she spoke.
"What the heck are you doing here?" Still the same old Sally after all. Wufei neatly hid his grin.
He pulled out his gun and cocked it, placing it in his shoulder holster, "I'm your back up."
"Let me guess, you went to Trowa, Heero, or Milliardo, right? Spouting the whole 'we must protect her because she's a woman' bit, huh? You are so predictable,"Sally scowled.
"It was Milliardo, and no I didn't say that. I merely stated that it was a dangerous mission for anyone-pretending to be something they're not-and that it would work out better if you had someone you were used to, to be around you for back up," Wufei smartly and smugly spoke.
"Pretending to be something I'm not," Sally scoffed, "yeah, right. I can be pretty and flirtatious if I want to."
"Then how come you haven't acted that way toward me," Wufei growled, before realizing what he was saying.
Sally paused as that statement sunk in, " because you never showed any interest in me!"
Wufei spluttered for a few minutes, "I never said that!"
"It's not the way you say things, it's the way you act. Wait, it is the way you say things, too. 'Foolish Woman', 'Stubborn Woman', 'Weak Onna'! How big do you think my self-esteem is with you shooting it down with Heavy Arms's Guns? And Wing Zero's Blaster Rifle? And Nataku's Dragon Claw? Heck, you like your Gundam even more than you like me! Goodbye Wufei," Sally stomped the rest of the way down the stairs and out to the foyer. Behind Wufei a brunette man with Prussian blue eyes spoke.
"Well, that went well."
"Shut up, Heero," Wufei snarled, "you haven't even kissed Relena yet."
"That's my problem. Your problem is your pride. I'll get over my problem if you get over yours."
"So, you'll kiss Relena if I......what exactly?" Wufei was looking at Heero as if he was a whole different person.
"Admit you like her and ask her out," Heero pulled out his gun and began cleaning it.
"I do not like Sally."
"Hmm," Heero looked Wufei straight in the eyes, "think about the conversation you just had. Then you can tell me you don't like her." Heero left the room ans a startled Wufei.
"Ask Sally out," Wufei blinked blankly for a few seconds. A vision fo Sally in her blue gown appeared in his mind. Wufei smirked, "maybe it won't be so hard after all. Heero's finally going to get a taste of his own medicine."