WYLS
by Karma-chan
THIS STORY IS RATED R - for language and adult situations. Including Yaoi (slash) and het implications.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I barely own my car. Please don't sue. College students don't make good Sugar Daddies...or Mommas...or whatever. Besides, this is definitely for entertainment purposes only. I work in hell for money. Writing demented fics is fun!
Warning: Reading this fic could be dangerous for your health. Especially if you attempt to do so while driving. Or something else that requires your senses to be concentrating on doing it, and not reading. Get it? Who cares! Must warn you kiddies about the language. Yep, language is used! But, I mean the "adult" type. OH, and adult situations. Implied yaoi, implied hetro. OOC, author doing origami to make things fit, and a bit of Relena bashing. If you don't like it, bite it. I mean, leave. NOW ...
Part 4: I Heard A Bang (2)
Wufei was tired. And frankly, that wasn't a good thing to be when you were trying to pilot a Gundam and all those other lovely people in their mobile suits were hell bent on making sure you didn't...or at least, not for much longer. However, he still had his kick ass reflexes, so that was what he was doing. Or, had been. There weren't any more to kick. He quickly checked his instruments, then scowled and checked visually.
"Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, Zero, dead, dead, dead, ...Zero?" He looked back. That was Zero. What in the name of all that matters (justice) was Yuy doing here? Where had he come from? Wufei did not remember seeing him during the battle. Then again, he didn't remember offing that many suits, either. He made his way over to the other gundam. As he approached, he realized that Heero was standing on the open cockpit hatch, holding something, and staring straight ahead.
Realization hit Wufei like Relena hit when she saw a behind...screech! Bad train, bad, bad, bad train! Anyway, realization - uh - dawned upon the Chinese pilot. He brought Nataku as close as he dared to Wing Zero, popped the hatch, released his harness, and took a flying leap. And found himself staring into stormy eyes. He looked down, and wondered if he could get that close, and still not hit, ever again. Probably not. He looked back up. He had a mission. Sort of. He didn't have to, but he just wanted to. His brain was still a bit out of sorts.
"The enemy will not get Zero, Yuy."
"No." Ok, that wasn't it.
"You aren't going to take out an enemy base."
"No." Hmm. Then what...?
"So..why?"
"It's stuck." Heero held out the self-destruct button. Wufei stepped closer and took the device from his fellow pilot. He carefully inspected it.
"It doesn't look stuck." He noticed that Heero was pulling something else out. And that something else was a familiar looking...something.
"Maxwell!"
Heero looked around. "Where?"
Wufei decided that beets where the thing to be. "Eh..nowhere...," must cover, must cover, "what are you doing, Yuy?"
"Waiting."
"Waiting? For what?"
"Whom." Damn Heero and his talkative moods.
"Ok, whom?" And yes, he was going to regret it.
"Anyone." And with that, the Japanese pilot pounced, and Wufei's mind took a quick side trip to wonder at Yuy's ability to pounce and open things at the same time.
Exactly six minutes and twenty-three seconds later - oh, and wouldn't Maxwell _love_ that - the world exploded. Not literally. If you want literal, then we'll just leave it at: Zero exploded. Oh, and Wufei's darling Nataku went with it. The two pilots were thrown quite a distance, but at least, amazingly enough, in the same direction.
Heero slowly stood, then looked around. Ah, bushes. As he made his way towards cover, he muttered, "Always wanted to do that."
Wufei groaned. He was having a bad week. And it was only Tuesday. He'd been pushed around, and lead around, and he'd lost his script, and ...well, other things. But, this had to be the worst. The absolute worst. He wearily raised his head and stared after the other pilot. Then, as loudly as he could manage, he spoke.
"Your timing really, _really_ bites!"
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2 - I had an Eve 6 song running through my head when I thought of this chapter...can't think of the name right now, but it's "I heard a bang, and stars collided ..."
by Karma-chan
THIS STORY IS RATED R - for language and adult situations. Including Yaoi (slash) and het implications.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I barely own my car. Please don't sue. College students don't make good Sugar Daddies...or Mommas...or whatever. Besides, this is definitely for entertainment purposes only. I work in hell for money. Writing demented fics is fun!
Warning: Reading this fic could be dangerous for your health. Especially if you attempt to do so while driving. Or something else that requires your senses to be concentrating on doing it, and not reading. Get it? Who cares! Must warn you kiddies about the language. Yep, language is used! But, I mean the "adult" type. OH, and adult situations. Implied yaoi, implied hetro. OOC, author doing origami to make things fit, and a bit of Relena bashing. If you don't like it, bite it. I mean, leave. NOW ...
Part 4: I Heard A Bang (2)
Wufei was tired. And frankly, that wasn't a good thing to be when you were trying to pilot a Gundam and all those other lovely people in their mobile suits were hell bent on making sure you didn't...or at least, not for much longer. However, he still had his kick ass reflexes, so that was what he was doing. Or, had been. There weren't any more to kick. He quickly checked his instruments, then scowled and checked visually.
"Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, Zero, dead, dead, dead, ...Zero?" He looked back. That was Zero. What in the name of all that matters (justice) was Yuy doing here? Where had he come from? Wufei did not remember seeing him during the battle. Then again, he didn't remember offing that many suits, either. He made his way over to the other gundam. As he approached, he realized that Heero was standing on the open cockpit hatch, holding something, and staring straight ahead.
Realization hit Wufei like Relena hit when she saw a behind...screech! Bad train, bad, bad, bad train! Anyway, realization - uh - dawned upon the Chinese pilot. He brought Nataku as close as he dared to Wing Zero, popped the hatch, released his harness, and took a flying leap. And found himself staring into stormy eyes. He looked down, and wondered if he could get that close, and still not hit, ever again. Probably not. He looked back up. He had a mission. Sort of. He didn't have to, but he just wanted to. His brain was still a bit out of sorts.
"The enemy will not get Zero, Yuy."
"No." Ok, that wasn't it.
"You aren't going to take out an enemy base."
"No." Hmm. Then what...?
"So..why?"
"It's stuck." Heero held out the self-destruct button. Wufei stepped closer and took the device from his fellow pilot. He carefully inspected it.
"It doesn't look stuck." He noticed that Heero was pulling something else out. And that something else was a familiar looking...something.
"Maxwell!"
Heero looked around. "Where?"
Wufei decided that beets where the thing to be. "Eh..nowhere...," must cover, must cover, "what are you doing, Yuy?"
"Waiting."
"Waiting? For what?"
"Whom." Damn Heero and his talkative moods.
"Ok, whom?" And yes, he was going to regret it.
"Anyone." And with that, the Japanese pilot pounced, and Wufei's mind took a quick side trip to wonder at Yuy's ability to pounce and open things at the same time.
Exactly six minutes and twenty-three seconds later - oh, and wouldn't Maxwell _love_ that - the world exploded. Not literally. If you want literal, then we'll just leave it at: Zero exploded. Oh, and Wufei's darling Nataku went with it. The two pilots were thrown quite a distance, but at least, amazingly enough, in the same direction.
Heero slowly stood, then looked around. Ah, bushes. As he made his way towards cover, he muttered, "Always wanted to do that."
Wufei groaned. He was having a bad week. And it was only Tuesday. He'd been pushed around, and lead around, and he'd lost his script, and ...well, other things. But, this had to be the worst. The absolute worst. He wearily raised his head and stared after the other pilot. Then, as loudly as he could manage, he spoke.
"Your timing really, _really_ bites!"
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2 - I had an Eve 6 song running through my head when I thought of this chapter...can't think of the name right now, but it's "I heard a bang, and stars collided ..."