Mel: *shrinks* Uh. konnichi wa...
Tsuru: Melara, what chapter are you on now?
Mel: Well, if you had been here, you would know! *sticks nose up in air*
Tsuru: Answer my question.
Mel: Uh.. Five...
Tsuru: You mean to tell me that you haven't worked on Duo is sick at all for the past two months?
Mel: *shrinks again, if possible* hai..
Tsuru: *sighs* You are impossible..
Mel: Well, maybe if you hadn't left me after we decided not to make the kimono, you could have helped me find some time to write! I was bombarded with homework!!!!!
Naki: o.O You had about an hours worth of homework a night.. And you never did half of it..
Mel: That... That's not the point!!!! *crosses arms*
Tsuru: And you spent all of your time on the weekends with Kat, with out bothering to work on fanfictions.
Mel: That's not entirely true.. I worked on this one..
Tsuru: It doesn't help your readers if you work on the chapter after the one they haven't read.
Mel: Well, what do you want me to do!
Naki: Put Wufei back in.
Mel: I was planning on that already, but I don't know what to. uh.
Tsuru: Well?
Mel: If I tell you, then I'll give away a big surprise.
Naki: :::hopefully::: Another plot twist?
Mel: Exactly!
Naki: YAYNESS!!!!!
Mel: However, I have a few shounen ai movies to watch so.
Tsuru: *grabs Mel's braid at the nape of her neck* Get. To. Work.
Mel: *freezes* You wouldn't.
Tsuru: *yanks on her hair* Now.
Mel: Itai! Hai! Hai! Now leggo!
Tsuru: *lets Mel's braid drop* Good.
Mel: *grumbles*
Naki: Chocolate? Anyone? *holds out chocolate*
Mel: Oh, right, lawyers.
Legal crap: *lawyers run in room, in search of chocolate* I do not own Gundam Wing, and I make no money from my fics. That is the end of my disclaimer.
Tsuru: ?.?
Naki: O.O
Tsuru: You were really serious there, you are done with the legal crap..
Mel: That's what I said, wasn't it?
Lawyers: *gape at Mel*
Mel: I did my disclaimer, now go away.
Lawyers: But. but. but..
Mel: No, I have no cookies either.
Naki: O.O
Mel: *grabs chocolate from Naki* Here. *hands it to the lawyers* And I have some oatmeal raisin muffins down stairs if you want them.
Lawyers: *walk out with chocolate, dazed*
Tsuru: *puts back of hand against Mel's forehead*
Naki: She's ill!
Mel: *growls*
Tsuru: *backs off* No, we've just put her in a bad mood..
Naki: *sneaks out*
Mel: Are you done yet?
Tsuru: You still have to do a warning.
Mel: Just get it over with.
Warnings: Mel is in a very bad mood.
Tsuru: Is that it?
Mel: *growls*
Warnings(continued): Because Melara is in such a bad mood, she is going to mercilessly torture the five assassins. She will also introduce shounen ai, however, it will not be with any of the pilots.
Tsuru: You know, some of the readers aren't going to be happy about that.
Mel: I. Don't. Care. Go bitch about it to someone else.
Tsuru: O.O
Mel: I'm starting the story.
Tsuru: *nods numbly*
1.1 Chapter five
Wufei woke up slowly, and found himself in a dark room. He tried to stand up, but was restricted by the tight ropes around his wrists, ankles, and stomach. Alarm swept through his mind as he tried to remember how he had gotten there.
A soft click brought Wufei out of his thoughts. The door to the room opened, shining a bright sliver of light in his eyes. He straightened in his chair, and watched as a young man with shin-length, jet black hair walked into the room.
"Well, I see you're awake. Good, very good." The man flipped a switch on the wall, and a bright light filled the room. Wufei shut his eyes tightly and waited for them to adjust. "You've been here for a couple days now. Do you remember how you got here?" Wufei opened his eyes again, and saw that the man had kneeled down right in front of him, staring at him with crystal blue eyes.
After a few moments, Wufei shook his head. The man stood up and put a comfortable distance between the two.
"You had quite a time in the woods a few nights ago. Apparently, an unfortunate OZ soldier ran into you while you were on a midnight stroll. He recognized you and called for backup right before you killed him." The man paused to see how Wufei was reacting to the situation. When he saw no recollection of events, he continued. "The reinforcements outnumbered you, and they were all equipped with firearms. All you had was your sword. They offered you the chance to surrender, but."
"What do you want from me?" Wufei cursed himself as soon as the question came out of his mouth. He was obviously here for questioning, and he had just given the man exactly what he was looking for. A weakness.
"Well, if that's how you want it." The man shrugged. "All I want from you is the location of the gundams."
'Puh, That's "all he wants".' Wufei forced himself to keep his mouth shut this time, so as not to err again.
"Come now Wufei, don't be stubborn. I'd like to end this meeting without harming you." The man said Wufei's name casually, not harsh and filled with hatred like all of the other questioners that had known which gundam he piloted. Then again, none of them had ever known his name.
"You couldn't care less if I were quartered and fed to the dogs, so long as you had the information you wanted." Ah! Another mistake!
"I'm sorry you feel that way." With that, the man turned around to leave the room. Wufei was utterly confused.
"Where are you going?" Wufei shouted. The man paused just long enough to give a response.
"I'm going to come back when you're feeling a little more cooperative." He was out the door before Wufei could botch again.
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"Himitsu! This isn't going to work. He is not just going to give us the information without a fight." The black haired man walked out of the room where Wufei was being held, and was now talking to another man with light blue hair that came down to his thighs, and wild bangs.
"I didn't expect that he would, but we must always give people that option." Himitsu sat down on a soft sofa in the room, and gestured for his friend to do the same, but his offer was refused.
"What do you propose we do now?" The man threw his hands up in the air in a frustrated manner. Himitsu stood up slowly and walked over to his friend.
"Nakushita," The name was spoken barely above a whisper. "Calm down. This isn't as big of a problem as it seems." Himitsu wrapped his arms around Nakushita and squeezed lightly. Nakushita relaxed in his koi's arms.
"I know, I know. But if we don't get our hands on one of their gundams soon, we'll starve. Have you forgotten that our food supply has been cut off until we make some progress?" Nakushita backed away and looked up into his lover's light golden eyes.
"Don't worry." Himitsu lowered his head, and captured his koi's lips in a passionate kiss. "I'll take care of it." He gave Nakushita one last squeeze, then walked into the room containing Wufei.
"Hmph, good luck getting anything out of him.."
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Wufei looked up as another man entered the room. This one was much taller, and had light blue hair that wasn't quite as long as the other's was.
"Why don't we clean you up a bit." Wufei looked down at his clothes for the first time, and realized just how much of a mess he must have looked. His normally pristine white pants were covered in dirt and dried blood; his blue shirt didn't look much better and had several tears in it. The man knelt down next to Wufei and began to unbind his hands.
"Why are you untying me?" The man pulled the rope away from Wufei's wrists, and began to untie the knots restricting his legs.
"Well," he laughed. "It would be rather difficult to take a shower while tied to a chair, don't you agree?" The man finished with the ropes, and offered his hand to Wufei. Being the proud man that he was, Wufei refused any help, and forced his stiff legs to support his weight. The man smiled and nodded, then began to walk out of the room. Wufei stood still, baffled.
'What? He's just going to let me walk out of here? No restraints? No threats? What kind of a prisoner am I..' The man opened the door, then turned around.
"Aren't you coming?" Wufei silently decided to make a break for it once he made it past the man. However, after only one step, his ankle twisted oddly, and Wufei soon found himself sprawled out on the floor. The man shook his head, and walked back until he stood over the young Chinese boy. He offered his hand again, although he knew his help would be refused.
"Who are you?" Wufei snapped, as he began his futile attempts to get up again.
"My name is Himitsu Honma." Wufei gasped in pain as his ankle snapped under his weight, and he collapsed on the floor again. "You, my friend, need some help." Wufei glared at Himitsu, then reluctantly accepted his hand.
After getting Wufei to his feet, Himitsu put his arm around the smaller boy's chest, allowing Wufei to use him as a crutch until they reached the bathroom.
"I'll be back in a few minutes. You go ahead and clean yourself up a bit." Wufei sat down on a stool in the small room, and watched as Himitsu left the room and locked it.
'I don't like this. Why did he lock the door?"
'Why do you think he locked the door, baka. Too keep other's out while you showered.'
'Or to keep me in..' After a while, the thought of a nice warm shower won over his suspicions of his captors. He carefully took his shirt off, and folded it. Then he attempted to remove his pants (for his shoes were missing.) His ankle had already swollen badly. He was going to need to put it back in place before it got too much worse, but that would have to wait. Right now, all Wufei wanted was a nice, warm shower. He limped over to it and closed the curtain, then relaxed as the warm water beat down rhythmically on his chest. He pulled out his hair tie, and sighed.
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Himitsu had found some of Nakushita's old clothes, they might fit Wufei. He walked up to the door, and heard the pounding of water through the door. He sighed lightly, then opened the door to exchange the clothes. He placed the faded blue-jeans, silk black boxers, and white T-shirt on the sink, then picked up the torn and tattered clothes folded neatly on the stool. Wufei didn't hear Himitsu, or if he did, he didn't show any obvious reactions. As quietly as he came, Himitsu closed and locked the door once more, then went to dispose of the articles of clothing in his hands.
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Nakushita slammed his hands down on the table as he listened to the running water in the room above him.
"I understand that he wants to treat the other pilot nicely." A girl with blond hair that reached her waist sat down across from Himitsu and opened up a small black laptop. "But why does Himitsu offer him luxuries that we don't have!" The girl paused to shoot her associate a cold glance with her verdant green eyes.
"Himitsu knows what he is doing. You should keep your petty complaints to yourself." The girl ran her fingers through her hair, then began to type on her laptop. Nakushita balled one of his hands into a fist. "I'm surprised that they put a soldier as inapt as you on this mission." She laughed slightly. "They even put you in charge of one of the three only Gundams in their possession.."
"Midii." A firm voice interrupted her. "Don't provoke him. Next time, I won't stop you. When that happens, I refuse to listen to you complain when he hits you square in the stomach." Himitsu put his hands on Nakushita's shoulders and rubbed them softly.
"Fine." Midii closed her laptop and stood up. "I assume you want me to keep your questioning methods out of the report?"
"Hai," Himitsu answered, before sitting down. Midii shook her head and headed out of the room.
"Men." On her way to the stairs, she stopped in a closet space and turned a small silver knob on the wall, then continued up to her room.
Nakushita shook his head as he watched Midii saunter out of the room. "Mitsu-koi?" Himitsu leaned over and brushed his lips against Nakushita's.
"Shinpai shinai. I understand your confusion, but I needed an excuse to change his clothes. If he were bugged, we would be killed." Nakushita stood up and wrapped his arms around Himitsu's neck.
"I trust you." He pressed his lips against Himitsu's and forced him to open up to him. They stood there for quite some time, simply enjoying each other.
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Wufei jumped back in surprise as the water suddenly went cold, smacking his head into the wall behind him.
"Great." he groaned, then reached out to turn the shower off. He groped around for his towel, then wiped the water out of his eyes. He looked around the room, and saw that his clothes were missing.
'It was a trap!'
'It was not.'
'He stole my clothes!'
'He gave you new ones.' Wufei carefully picked up the pair of black boxers, and slid them on.
"I don't like this." After fully clothing himself, he carefully pulled his hair back into a pony tail. He turned to open the door, but he didn't need to.
"How do you feel?" Himitsu stood in the doorway, one hand by his side, the other behind his back. Wufei instinctively took a step backwards and reached for his katana, which wasn't there. Himitsu held out his hands to show that he meant no harm. "I'm sorry for startling you."
'If I move now, I could push past him and get out of here.'
'Baka. It wouldn't be that simple. It's never that simple. He must have something planned in the case that you try to escape.'
'He should have a gun on him, I could take it.'
'Wait a little longer.' Himitsu motioned for Wufei to follow, which he did obediently.
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Midii attached her laptop to the main computer system, and set it to upload a directory, then she propped her feet up on top of the monitor, and closed her eyes.
"Midii, what are you doing?" Nakushita walked into the room, holding a small sandwich in each hand.
"I was trying to get some sleep." Midii's eyes flicked open, and she glared at Nakushita. "What are you doing with those?" Himitsu handed one of the sandwiches to Midii, then sat down in the chair beside her.
"I brought you your meal. You looked like you needed it." Midii looked up at Nakushita, her eyes softening.
"Arigat?." Neither of the two said a word for a while. Then Nakushita brought his arm up and pushed Midii's feet off of the monitor. "Hey!"
"I need to use this." He hit a few buttons on the keyboard in front of him, and the room that Wufei was staying in flicked onto the screen. Midii muttered an insult under her breath, then she crossed her legs on the chair and leaned back.
"If you wanted to spy on your lover, you could have just said so.." Nakushita's hand twitched, but he made no move on Midii.
"You need to focus on your own work." Midii laughed to herself, then closed her eyes again.
'I wonder what got to him. the fact that he was spying, or the fact that I knew they were lovers.'
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Wufei watched as Himitsu sat down on a small bed in the room they had entered, the room that he was to sleep in.
"You're giving me a bed?" Wufei asked incredulously. Himitsu stood up and walked behind Wufei, pulling his hair tie out. Wufei's eyes widened, and he turned to face the older man. Himitsu ran his hands through Wufei's hair, letting a loose strand free to fall in front of his bronze tinted face.
"You should leave it down. It looks better that way."
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Nakushita's hands tightened on the arms of his chair as he watched the room in the monitor. Himitsu was brushing Wufei's hair, preparing to put it back up. Wufei's surprised expression made it obvious that he had not been expecting such an action. Nakushita wished that his koi would come up with a different questioning strategy. Midii didn't need to open her eyes to know what was going on.
"Nakushita," she snapped, without moving. "I can't believe you would be so childish as to be jealous of a mere boy." She slowly uncrossed her legs, then opened her eyes to look at Nakushita.
"Go back to your work." Nakushita returned his gaze to his computer, and smirked as he watched Himitsu put a silver band into Wufei's hair.
"What's so funny?" Nakushita simply shook his head.
"Himitsu is only playing with him. He just bugged him in case he decides to escape. That's why we haven't done anything to prevent him from doing so." Nakushita closed his eyes, and wondered why he hadn't thought of that sooner. He was going to have to apologize to him when he was finished.
"Love. it can only get in the way." Midii tilted her chair back until it rested against the wall, then went to sleep.
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Himitsu finished tying Wufei's hair up, then went around in front of the boy again. His mouth was open in surprise, and his eyes flared with anger and confusion. Apparently, the plan was working.
"I'll go get you something to eat. You can familiarize yourself with the room." Himitsu said the words softly inches away from the young pilot's ear. He felt guilty for acting that way to anyone other than Nakushita, but it was the best plan he had for getting Wufei to give them the information they needed. Himitsu was not stupid enough to believe that he could use normal interrogation techniques on him. All of the Gundam Pilots were trained to die before revealing information. Himitsu had decided that the best way to find what they needed was to confuse this boy.
Himitsu left the room, and walked downstairs into the kitchen. He was going to give Wufei his own share of food for the day. There was probably only enough left for another week, so it needed to be used sparingly.
After putting together a pitiful sandwich, Himitsu went back upstairs. Wufei wasn't there.
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Midii carefully climbed out of her perch on the head of Nanashi, her gundam. Nanashi was a gundam created for long-distance combat. With missile launchers and a beam cannon, it was not unlike those used for the original operation meteor. She slid down the arm to make some adjustments to her favorite addition: a bow and arrow. She prided herself on her Gundam, which was always kept in top shape in case of battle. It was the one thing that made her want to continue this war for peace, and the more personal war for a family.
Midii's father had died when she was a young girl. She had taken a spy job to earn some money, but she never paid. Her three little brothers had been killed when an MS battle had gotten too close to her village only nine months later.
She lifted her head when she heard hurried footsteps pounding on the metal floor. Wufei stopped dead when he realized what was being kept in the large room.
"What the.." Midii laughed at Wufei's state of stupor, and leapt down from her perch.
"They're beautiful, aren't they?" She looked up at Nanashi, then back at Wufei.
"That's a gundam.." Midii put her hand on her Gundam.
"His name is Nanashi." Wufei snorted at this remark.
"Isn't that kind of redundant? How do you say something's name is 'no name'?" Midii smiled at the boy and leaned against the wall.
"You're one of the first people to notice that." Midii decided to follow through with Himitsu's plan, and make Wufei feel like he could trust. She walked over to the next Gundam. "This is Kod?. This was modeled off of Sandrock Kai, but has been greatly improved." Wufei's gaze shifted over to the third MS in the hanger. "That would be Ukiyo." The Gundam had a long pole in one hand, but looked to be built for speed more than anything else.
"Transitory world. Why would a gundam be named that?" The smile Midii had forced into place slipped from her face.
"It describes the life of a soldier, ne? Himitsu certainly has a firm grasp on reality." Wufei laughed to himself.
"He does have a point." Midii shook her head, then picked her laptop up off of the ground.
"I have to get back to work. You can look around a bit if you'd like, just don't get in my way." With that said, Midii scaled Nanashi until she was sitting on the head again, then began to run tests on the optics. When she looked up a few minutes later, Wufei was gone. "Hm, he's an interesting boy. I would have expected him to take off in one of the gundams. He's a smart one.."
To be continued...
Mel: -_- Zzzzzzz
Tsuru: .
Naki: *is bouncing off the walls, as usual* Melly fell asleep!
Tsuru: She hasn't had a decent meal in two days..
Mel: *wakes up* Nani?
Tsuru: And it's not helping her writing..
Mel: The chapter's over. Go home now and let me sleep.
Tsuru: Why don't you eat dinner first?
Mel: *shakes head* I'm not hungry.
Chris: *poofs in* That means: "I desperately need something to eat!" *poofs out*
Mel: *blinks twice* Nani?
Kat: *poofs in* Mel, what have you had to eat today?
Mel: *thinks* Uhh.. A stick of gum..
Kat: *slaps head* You baka. You're going to eat something right now! *begins to drag the half asleep Mel down the stairs*
Mel: :::complains::: But I'm not hungry.. Really.. I'm fine..
Naki: CookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookieCOOKIE!!!!!!!!!!
Tsuru: *sighs* I think you've had a little too much to eat.
Naki: ?.?
Mel: *can be heard complaining from downstairs* But Kaaaaat! I haven't even gotten to beg for reviews yet! I didn't get to apologize for such a short chapter! I didn't get to tell them what the Japanese words I used m- *food is shoved into her mouth*
Kat: *from downstairs* Tsuru can do that.
Tsuru: Go look it up for your selves.
Kat: *from downstairs* Tsuru!
Tsuru: *sighs* Fine.. 'ne' at the end of a sentence makes it a question. Kod? means pulse. Nanashi is 'no name'. Ukiyo means 'transitory world', or 'fleeting life', but you knew those already. Nakushita Meish? is actually made up of two Japanese words. Nakushita is lost, and Meish? is name, or title. That might become important later. Himitsu means secret, but Honma is just a last name Mel found somewhere online.
Mel: *from downstairs* What about Midii!
Tsuru: Midii Une is the girl from Trowa's episode zero. If you haven't read it, go do so or you will be lost.
Naki: *sits down* I'm tired... *falls asleep*
Tsuru: *raises eyebrows* I never thought that would happen..
Tsuru: Melara, what chapter are you on now?
Mel: Well, if you had been here, you would know! *sticks nose up in air*
Tsuru: Answer my question.
Mel: Uh.. Five...
Tsuru: You mean to tell me that you haven't worked on Duo is sick at all for the past two months?
Mel: *shrinks again, if possible* hai..
Tsuru: *sighs* You are impossible..
Mel: Well, maybe if you hadn't left me after we decided not to make the kimono, you could have helped me find some time to write! I was bombarded with homework!!!!!
Naki: o.O You had about an hours worth of homework a night.. And you never did half of it..
Mel: That... That's not the point!!!! *crosses arms*
Tsuru: And you spent all of your time on the weekends with Kat, with out bothering to work on fanfictions.
Mel: That's not entirely true.. I worked on this one..
Tsuru: It doesn't help your readers if you work on the chapter after the one they haven't read.
Mel: Well, what do you want me to do!
Naki: Put Wufei back in.
Mel: I was planning on that already, but I don't know what to. uh.
Tsuru: Well?
Mel: If I tell you, then I'll give away a big surprise.
Naki: :::hopefully::: Another plot twist?
Mel: Exactly!
Naki: YAYNESS!!!!!
Mel: However, I have a few shounen ai movies to watch so.
Tsuru: *grabs Mel's braid at the nape of her neck* Get. To. Work.
Mel: *freezes* You wouldn't.
Tsuru: *yanks on her hair* Now.
Mel: Itai! Hai! Hai! Now leggo!
Tsuru: *lets Mel's braid drop* Good.
Mel: *grumbles*
Naki: Chocolate? Anyone? *holds out chocolate*
Mel: Oh, right, lawyers.
Legal crap: *lawyers run in room, in search of chocolate* I do not own Gundam Wing, and I make no money from my fics. That is the end of my disclaimer.
Tsuru: ?.?
Naki: O.O
Tsuru: You were really serious there, you are done with the legal crap..
Mel: That's what I said, wasn't it?
Lawyers: *gape at Mel*
Mel: I did my disclaimer, now go away.
Lawyers: But. but. but..
Mel: No, I have no cookies either.
Naki: O.O
Mel: *grabs chocolate from Naki* Here. *hands it to the lawyers* And I have some oatmeal raisin muffins down stairs if you want them.
Lawyers: *walk out with chocolate, dazed*
Tsuru: *puts back of hand against Mel's forehead*
Naki: She's ill!
Mel: *growls*
Tsuru: *backs off* No, we've just put her in a bad mood..
Naki: *sneaks out*
Mel: Are you done yet?
Tsuru: You still have to do a warning.
Mel: Just get it over with.
Warnings: Mel is in a very bad mood.
Tsuru: Is that it?
Mel: *growls*
Warnings(continued): Because Melara is in such a bad mood, she is going to mercilessly torture the five assassins. She will also introduce shounen ai, however, it will not be with any of the pilots.
Tsuru: You know, some of the readers aren't going to be happy about that.
Mel: I. Don't. Care. Go bitch about it to someone else.
Tsuru: O.O
Mel: I'm starting the story.
Tsuru: *nods numbly*
1.1 Chapter five
Wufei woke up slowly, and found himself in a dark room. He tried to stand up, but was restricted by the tight ropes around his wrists, ankles, and stomach. Alarm swept through his mind as he tried to remember how he had gotten there.
A soft click brought Wufei out of his thoughts. The door to the room opened, shining a bright sliver of light in his eyes. He straightened in his chair, and watched as a young man with shin-length, jet black hair walked into the room.
"Well, I see you're awake. Good, very good." The man flipped a switch on the wall, and a bright light filled the room. Wufei shut his eyes tightly and waited for them to adjust. "You've been here for a couple days now. Do you remember how you got here?" Wufei opened his eyes again, and saw that the man had kneeled down right in front of him, staring at him with crystal blue eyes.
After a few moments, Wufei shook his head. The man stood up and put a comfortable distance between the two.
"You had quite a time in the woods a few nights ago. Apparently, an unfortunate OZ soldier ran into you while you were on a midnight stroll. He recognized you and called for backup right before you killed him." The man paused to see how Wufei was reacting to the situation. When he saw no recollection of events, he continued. "The reinforcements outnumbered you, and they were all equipped with firearms. All you had was your sword. They offered you the chance to surrender, but."
"What do you want from me?" Wufei cursed himself as soon as the question came out of his mouth. He was obviously here for questioning, and he had just given the man exactly what he was looking for. A weakness.
"Well, if that's how you want it." The man shrugged. "All I want from you is the location of the gundams."
'Puh, That's "all he wants".' Wufei forced himself to keep his mouth shut this time, so as not to err again.
"Come now Wufei, don't be stubborn. I'd like to end this meeting without harming you." The man said Wufei's name casually, not harsh and filled with hatred like all of the other questioners that had known which gundam he piloted. Then again, none of them had ever known his name.
"You couldn't care less if I were quartered and fed to the dogs, so long as you had the information you wanted." Ah! Another mistake!
"I'm sorry you feel that way." With that, the man turned around to leave the room. Wufei was utterly confused.
"Where are you going?" Wufei shouted. The man paused just long enough to give a response.
"I'm going to come back when you're feeling a little more cooperative." He was out the door before Wufei could botch again.
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"Himitsu! This isn't going to work. He is not just going to give us the information without a fight." The black haired man walked out of the room where Wufei was being held, and was now talking to another man with light blue hair that came down to his thighs, and wild bangs.
"I didn't expect that he would, but we must always give people that option." Himitsu sat down on a soft sofa in the room, and gestured for his friend to do the same, but his offer was refused.
"What do you propose we do now?" The man threw his hands up in the air in a frustrated manner. Himitsu stood up slowly and walked over to his friend.
"Nakushita," The name was spoken barely above a whisper. "Calm down. This isn't as big of a problem as it seems." Himitsu wrapped his arms around Nakushita and squeezed lightly. Nakushita relaxed in his koi's arms.
"I know, I know. But if we don't get our hands on one of their gundams soon, we'll starve. Have you forgotten that our food supply has been cut off until we make some progress?" Nakushita backed away and looked up into his lover's light golden eyes.
"Don't worry." Himitsu lowered his head, and captured his koi's lips in a passionate kiss. "I'll take care of it." He gave Nakushita one last squeeze, then walked into the room containing Wufei.
"Hmph, good luck getting anything out of him.."
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Wufei looked up as another man entered the room. This one was much taller, and had light blue hair that wasn't quite as long as the other's was.
"Why don't we clean you up a bit." Wufei looked down at his clothes for the first time, and realized just how much of a mess he must have looked. His normally pristine white pants were covered in dirt and dried blood; his blue shirt didn't look much better and had several tears in it. The man knelt down next to Wufei and began to unbind his hands.
"Why are you untying me?" The man pulled the rope away from Wufei's wrists, and began to untie the knots restricting his legs.
"Well," he laughed. "It would be rather difficult to take a shower while tied to a chair, don't you agree?" The man finished with the ropes, and offered his hand to Wufei. Being the proud man that he was, Wufei refused any help, and forced his stiff legs to support his weight. The man smiled and nodded, then began to walk out of the room. Wufei stood still, baffled.
'What? He's just going to let me walk out of here? No restraints? No threats? What kind of a prisoner am I..' The man opened the door, then turned around.
"Aren't you coming?" Wufei silently decided to make a break for it once he made it past the man. However, after only one step, his ankle twisted oddly, and Wufei soon found himself sprawled out on the floor. The man shook his head, and walked back until he stood over the young Chinese boy. He offered his hand again, although he knew his help would be refused.
"Who are you?" Wufei snapped, as he began his futile attempts to get up again.
"My name is Himitsu Honma." Wufei gasped in pain as his ankle snapped under his weight, and he collapsed on the floor again. "You, my friend, need some help." Wufei glared at Himitsu, then reluctantly accepted his hand.
After getting Wufei to his feet, Himitsu put his arm around the smaller boy's chest, allowing Wufei to use him as a crutch until they reached the bathroom.
"I'll be back in a few minutes. You go ahead and clean yourself up a bit." Wufei sat down on a stool in the small room, and watched as Himitsu left the room and locked it.
'I don't like this. Why did he lock the door?"
'Why do you think he locked the door, baka. Too keep other's out while you showered.'
'Or to keep me in..' After a while, the thought of a nice warm shower won over his suspicions of his captors. He carefully took his shirt off, and folded it. Then he attempted to remove his pants (for his shoes were missing.) His ankle had already swollen badly. He was going to need to put it back in place before it got too much worse, but that would have to wait. Right now, all Wufei wanted was a nice, warm shower. He limped over to it and closed the curtain, then relaxed as the warm water beat down rhythmically on his chest. He pulled out his hair tie, and sighed.
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Himitsu had found some of Nakushita's old clothes, they might fit Wufei. He walked up to the door, and heard the pounding of water through the door. He sighed lightly, then opened the door to exchange the clothes. He placed the faded blue-jeans, silk black boxers, and white T-shirt on the sink, then picked up the torn and tattered clothes folded neatly on the stool. Wufei didn't hear Himitsu, or if he did, he didn't show any obvious reactions. As quietly as he came, Himitsu closed and locked the door once more, then went to dispose of the articles of clothing in his hands.
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Nakushita slammed his hands down on the table as he listened to the running water in the room above him.
"I understand that he wants to treat the other pilot nicely." A girl with blond hair that reached her waist sat down across from Himitsu and opened up a small black laptop. "But why does Himitsu offer him luxuries that we don't have!" The girl paused to shoot her associate a cold glance with her verdant green eyes.
"Himitsu knows what he is doing. You should keep your petty complaints to yourself." The girl ran her fingers through her hair, then began to type on her laptop. Nakushita balled one of his hands into a fist. "I'm surprised that they put a soldier as inapt as you on this mission." She laughed slightly. "They even put you in charge of one of the three only Gundams in their possession.."
"Midii." A firm voice interrupted her. "Don't provoke him. Next time, I won't stop you. When that happens, I refuse to listen to you complain when he hits you square in the stomach." Himitsu put his hands on Nakushita's shoulders and rubbed them softly.
"Fine." Midii closed her laptop and stood up. "I assume you want me to keep your questioning methods out of the report?"
"Hai," Himitsu answered, before sitting down. Midii shook her head and headed out of the room.
"Men." On her way to the stairs, she stopped in a closet space and turned a small silver knob on the wall, then continued up to her room.
Nakushita shook his head as he watched Midii saunter out of the room. "Mitsu-koi?" Himitsu leaned over and brushed his lips against Nakushita's.
"Shinpai shinai. I understand your confusion, but I needed an excuse to change his clothes. If he were bugged, we would be killed." Nakushita stood up and wrapped his arms around Himitsu's neck.
"I trust you." He pressed his lips against Himitsu's and forced him to open up to him. They stood there for quite some time, simply enjoying each other.
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Wufei jumped back in surprise as the water suddenly went cold, smacking his head into the wall behind him.
"Great." he groaned, then reached out to turn the shower off. He groped around for his towel, then wiped the water out of his eyes. He looked around the room, and saw that his clothes were missing.
'It was a trap!'
'It was not.'
'He stole my clothes!'
'He gave you new ones.' Wufei carefully picked up the pair of black boxers, and slid them on.
"I don't like this." After fully clothing himself, he carefully pulled his hair back into a pony tail. He turned to open the door, but he didn't need to.
"How do you feel?" Himitsu stood in the doorway, one hand by his side, the other behind his back. Wufei instinctively took a step backwards and reached for his katana, which wasn't there. Himitsu held out his hands to show that he meant no harm. "I'm sorry for startling you."
'If I move now, I could push past him and get out of here.'
'Baka. It wouldn't be that simple. It's never that simple. He must have something planned in the case that you try to escape.'
'He should have a gun on him, I could take it.'
'Wait a little longer.' Himitsu motioned for Wufei to follow, which he did obediently.
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Midii attached her laptop to the main computer system, and set it to upload a directory, then she propped her feet up on top of the monitor, and closed her eyes.
"Midii, what are you doing?" Nakushita walked into the room, holding a small sandwich in each hand.
"I was trying to get some sleep." Midii's eyes flicked open, and she glared at Nakushita. "What are you doing with those?" Himitsu handed one of the sandwiches to Midii, then sat down in the chair beside her.
"I brought you your meal. You looked like you needed it." Midii looked up at Nakushita, her eyes softening.
"Arigat?." Neither of the two said a word for a while. Then Nakushita brought his arm up and pushed Midii's feet off of the monitor. "Hey!"
"I need to use this." He hit a few buttons on the keyboard in front of him, and the room that Wufei was staying in flicked onto the screen. Midii muttered an insult under her breath, then she crossed her legs on the chair and leaned back.
"If you wanted to spy on your lover, you could have just said so.." Nakushita's hand twitched, but he made no move on Midii.
"You need to focus on your own work." Midii laughed to herself, then closed her eyes again.
'I wonder what got to him. the fact that he was spying, or the fact that I knew they were lovers.'
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Wufei watched as Himitsu sat down on a small bed in the room they had entered, the room that he was to sleep in.
"You're giving me a bed?" Wufei asked incredulously. Himitsu stood up and walked behind Wufei, pulling his hair tie out. Wufei's eyes widened, and he turned to face the older man. Himitsu ran his hands through Wufei's hair, letting a loose strand free to fall in front of his bronze tinted face.
"You should leave it down. It looks better that way."
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Nakushita's hands tightened on the arms of his chair as he watched the room in the monitor. Himitsu was brushing Wufei's hair, preparing to put it back up. Wufei's surprised expression made it obvious that he had not been expecting such an action. Nakushita wished that his koi would come up with a different questioning strategy. Midii didn't need to open her eyes to know what was going on.
"Nakushita," she snapped, without moving. "I can't believe you would be so childish as to be jealous of a mere boy." She slowly uncrossed her legs, then opened her eyes to look at Nakushita.
"Go back to your work." Nakushita returned his gaze to his computer, and smirked as he watched Himitsu put a silver band into Wufei's hair.
"What's so funny?" Nakushita simply shook his head.
"Himitsu is only playing with him. He just bugged him in case he decides to escape. That's why we haven't done anything to prevent him from doing so." Nakushita closed his eyes, and wondered why he hadn't thought of that sooner. He was going to have to apologize to him when he was finished.
"Love. it can only get in the way." Midii tilted her chair back until it rested against the wall, then went to sleep.
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Himitsu finished tying Wufei's hair up, then went around in front of the boy again. His mouth was open in surprise, and his eyes flared with anger and confusion. Apparently, the plan was working.
"I'll go get you something to eat. You can familiarize yourself with the room." Himitsu said the words softly inches away from the young pilot's ear. He felt guilty for acting that way to anyone other than Nakushita, but it was the best plan he had for getting Wufei to give them the information they needed. Himitsu was not stupid enough to believe that he could use normal interrogation techniques on him. All of the Gundam Pilots were trained to die before revealing information. Himitsu had decided that the best way to find what they needed was to confuse this boy.
Himitsu left the room, and walked downstairs into the kitchen. He was going to give Wufei his own share of food for the day. There was probably only enough left for another week, so it needed to be used sparingly.
After putting together a pitiful sandwich, Himitsu went back upstairs. Wufei wasn't there.
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Midii carefully climbed out of her perch on the head of Nanashi, her gundam. Nanashi was a gundam created for long-distance combat. With missile launchers and a beam cannon, it was not unlike those used for the original operation meteor. She slid down the arm to make some adjustments to her favorite addition: a bow and arrow. She prided herself on her Gundam, which was always kept in top shape in case of battle. It was the one thing that made her want to continue this war for peace, and the more personal war for a family.
Midii's father had died when she was a young girl. She had taken a spy job to earn some money, but she never paid. Her three little brothers had been killed when an MS battle had gotten too close to her village only nine months later.
She lifted her head when she heard hurried footsteps pounding on the metal floor. Wufei stopped dead when he realized what was being kept in the large room.
"What the.." Midii laughed at Wufei's state of stupor, and leapt down from her perch.
"They're beautiful, aren't they?" She looked up at Nanashi, then back at Wufei.
"That's a gundam.." Midii put her hand on her Gundam.
"His name is Nanashi." Wufei snorted at this remark.
"Isn't that kind of redundant? How do you say something's name is 'no name'?" Midii smiled at the boy and leaned against the wall.
"You're one of the first people to notice that." Midii decided to follow through with Himitsu's plan, and make Wufei feel like he could trust. She walked over to the next Gundam. "This is Kod?. This was modeled off of Sandrock Kai, but has been greatly improved." Wufei's gaze shifted over to the third MS in the hanger. "That would be Ukiyo." The Gundam had a long pole in one hand, but looked to be built for speed more than anything else.
"Transitory world. Why would a gundam be named that?" The smile Midii had forced into place slipped from her face.
"It describes the life of a soldier, ne? Himitsu certainly has a firm grasp on reality." Wufei laughed to himself.
"He does have a point." Midii shook her head, then picked her laptop up off of the ground.
"I have to get back to work. You can look around a bit if you'd like, just don't get in my way." With that said, Midii scaled Nanashi until she was sitting on the head again, then began to run tests on the optics. When she looked up a few minutes later, Wufei was gone. "Hm, he's an interesting boy. I would have expected him to take off in one of the gundams. He's a smart one.."
To be continued...
Mel: -_- Zzzzzzz
Tsuru: .
Naki: *is bouncing off the walls, as usual* Melly fell asleep!
Tsuru: She hasn't had a decent meal in two days..
Mel: *wakes up* Nani?
Tsuru: And it's not helping her writing..
Mel: The chapter's over. Go home now and let me sleep.
Tsuru: Why don't you eat dinner first?
Mel: *shakes head* I'm not hungry.
Chris: *poofs in* That means: "I desperately need something to eat!" *poofs out*
Mel: *blinks twice* Nani?
Kat: *poofs in* Mel, what have you had to eat today?
Mel: *thinks* Uhh.. A stick of gum..
Kat: *slaps head* You baka. You're going to eat something right now! *begins to drag the half asleep Mel down the stairs*
Mel: :::complains::: But I'm not hungry.. Really.. I'm fine..
Naki: CookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookiecookieCOOKIE!!!!!!!!!!
Tsuru: *sighs* I think you've had a little too much to eat.
Naki: ?.?
Mel: *can be heard complaining from downstairs* But Kaaaaat! I haven't even gotten to beg for reviews yet! I didn't get to apologize for such a short chapter! I didn't get to tell them what the Japanese words I used m- *food is shoved into her mouth*
Kat: *from downstairs* Tsuru can do that.
Tsuru: Go look it up for your selves.
Kat: *from downstairs* Tsuru!
Tsuru: *sighs* Fine.. 'ne' at the end of a sentence makes it a question. Kod? means pulse. Nanashi is 'no name'. Ukiyo means 'transitory world', or 'fleeting life', but you knew those already. Nakushita Meish? is actually made up of two Japanese words. Nakushita is lost, and Meish? is name, or title. That might become important later. Himitsu means secret, but Honma is just a last name Mel found somewhere online.
Mel: *from downstairs* What about Midii!
Tsuru: Midii Une is the girl from Trowa's episode zero. If you haven't read it, go do so or you will be lost.
Naki: *sits down* I'm tired... *falls asleep*
Tsuru: *raises eyebrows* I never thought that would happen..