Ai! Gomen nasai for the little delay, been busy packing for
Christmas vacation, so be prepared for another long delay. I'll
be spending the next eight days with my relatives, and only one
has a computer, so I'll probably be able to get on maybe -twice-
if I'm lucky, so that means just long enough for poor me to
check my mail and get off. So that means the next chapter won't
be posted until near New Years' Eve. Gomen nasai!!! To make up
for it though, I've made this chapter longer and a lot more
intense and full of plot. ^^
[Wufei: I still have yet to see you get revenge on Heero. You evilly -tortured- me in the last fic, yet there's nothing for him! *pouts*
DVG: *pats his head* Don't you worry Fei-chan, Heero will get his turn. In this chapter in fact, and this is only a little of the 'torture' I have planned. *evil grin*
Heero: *reads ahead, his eyes go wide, and he falls into a dead faint*
DVG: See? I told ya, Wu-bear. *snuggle*]
Thanks you guys for all your wonderful reviews!!! Especially to my coolest-reviewer-person-ever Shella for her great two page long reviews!! I'm glad you're enjoying this!
Disclaimer: I STILL don't own Gundam Wing. One day...Just you wait, I will...
Warning: The usual, major Relena bashing, Heero being an asshole...you people know the drill!
So...without further adieu...the story!!!
***
"Next time, don't be so stupid Chang."
They had made it to their safe house without another incident.
"What was that?" Wufei countered, glowering at Heero for accusing him of being stupid. "Sometimes people like to know what to expect, or is that a concept you haven't grasped yet Yuy?"
Heero's glare intensified at the offense. "Those three were slayers, they are -never- to be taken lightly. Appearances can be extremely deceiving."
"Three?" he paused. "But there was only the one outside."
"There were two more inside." Heero replied tersely. "Their only mission in life is to destroy our kind, they alone are the only reason that we haven't risen above pathetic mortals. Keeping us in check by killing us off. Remember that next time you decide to gawk at a person intent on killing you in the slightest sign of weakness."
Wufei didn't answer; he sat staring pensively at the cement floor, debating with himself. After a minute, Heero stalked off into one of the side rooms, leaving him alone.
He didn't see why Heero was so damn angry, if anything, it should be -him- that was furious. He had been the one left in the dark. Though, he should have anticipated beings like those slayers anyways. But still...he would have never expected a supposed enemy to look so exquisite, almost unearthly.
If appearances were deceiving, then the violet-eyed slayer was more ruthless a murderer than Heero Yuy was. Which was saying something.
***
Heero supported himself against the doorframe of his room, surveying Wufei, who didn't seem to notice in the slightest. There were times when the Chinese boy was in these meditative moods that irked him more than when he blatantly scoffed vampires. This was one of those times. Especially after the run- in at the strip club they had had.
Heero would have to keep a much closer watch on Wufei for the next couple of days; just to be sure he didn't try anything stupid. His desire on seeking out the vampire that turned him had been much more ambitious as of late. And with the information Wufei knew while staying with Heero involving frequented gathering places and hangouts, he could easily have half of the city's vampire population destroyed in one fail swoop if he passed it on to those slayers.
In the meantime, Heero resolved with a cruel smirk as he went into his room, he would have fun toying with them. Maybe then their trust of the 'justice pursing' vampire, if he even gained it in the first place, would be riddled with doubt and suspicions.
He couldn't just step aside and let Wufei help the slayers annihilate their, oh no wait, sorry, -Heero's- kind, now could he?
***
A good sleep and food, more accurately two whole large supreme pizzas with everything on them, does wonders when a person is exhausted after a hard night of work.
Duo appeared to have let the ordeal with the two vampires' escape slide, but Quatre knew better. He could tell that it still irritated Duo, even if he didn't outwardly look like it did.
Sitting together in the living room of their apartment, the three were discussing game plans for that evening.
"Let's split tonight," Duo suggested, swallowing (he had just finished off the second pizza). "Tro, you and the Q-man can take downtown while I take a couple of the hot spots. We'll be covering a bit more ground that way too."
"Wanting to find those two again?" Trowa asked mildly.
"No, I want to invite them over for Christmas," he replied sarcastically. "Yes I do, what they did was a personal insult to my pride as Shinigami."
"Ah, they're going to have to be careful now, he's dragged Shinigami into this," Quatre said amusedly, taking a sip of his tea to refrain from snickering.
"We're scared, petrified, really." Trowa added without any trace of witticism in his voice, but the blonde empath snorted into his cup.
"I see how it is, you guys be like that," Duo sniffed, pretending to look hurt. "So do you wanna?"
"Sounds fine, just be sure to keep yourself open to me so if you get in any trouble, we can get there," Quatre answered seriously.
"Me? Get in trouble? Nah..." Duo trailed off, but added reassuringly, "Of course I will, Q-man."
***
Wufei didn't know what Heero was playing at, the next night when he casually remarked about going out for a walk, he was instantly met with a self-invitation to join him in a just as off-handed reply. Normally Heero would do anything within his power to lose Wufei, but then here he was trying to be buddy- buddy all of a sudden.
He was up to something.
With obvious resentment, Wufei consented as he pulled on his trenchcoat. It was better to act unaware than to show signs of misgivings. His destination was a fair few blocks away, probably about an hour-long walk from where he and Heero were staying, so he hoped that after a while Heero would get the hint and leave him alone.
Wufei didn't have to wait for that even. Within four blocks, a blonde haired girl rounded the corner and broke out into a high- pitched, nail on chalkboard shout as she saw them.
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRROOOOO!"
He twitched, hoping his eardrums where still in tact. 'Oh dear god, no...'
If there was ever a time that Heero didn't look completely cold and emotionless, this was one of them. A spasm of utter fear fixed itself on his face as the blonde Devil's spawn latched herself like a leech to his arm, cooing about how much she had missed him.
Maybe those great deities he thought had forsaken him still had some hope left for Wufei after all with this stroke of luck.
Unlike Heero, this opportunity -wasn't- the good kind, point made by the 'stroke of luck' stalker herself whose glass- shattering hunting cry was his own name.
"What a...er...-pleasure- it is to see you again, Relena...I'll just leave you two alone, shall I?" Wufei offered tentatively, slowing beginning to back away.
"Oh, if I interrupted anything between you and my Heero-"
"It's fine! You didn't interrupt at all, by all means, you two go and have fun," he asserted, waving it off as if it were nothing.
If possible, Relena tightened her grip and Heero let out what could almost pass as a whimper as she hauled him off in the other direction.
'Perfect.' Wufei thought gratefully, continuing on down the sidewalk. He was more than likely going to pay for that later, but it was all right, he just wanted to be able to think freely for once.
The stroll ended at a rather large, boisterous bar called 'Chasing the Dragon' on a main street corner a half a mile from the Chinese district. Even though it was more towards the outskirts of the city, 'Chasing the Dragon' was highly popular and always brimming with people. An excellent place for a person who doesn't want to be found to hide, all he had to do was filter into the endless sea of people and tuck himself away in a corner.
In the very few, scarce chances he managed to lose Heero, Wufei came here for refuge. That and the fact that the wall surrounding one of the first buildings in the district was barely visible from the corner window where he sat, the place that had been his home before the encounter two years ago. The 'Chasing the Dragon' was the closest he could ever get to it without being recognized.
Shutting his eyes, Wufei could picture the grounds almost flawlessly, but the memory was like a photograph and like photographs the longer they are kept and looked at over and over again, little by little they fade the tiniest bit with every glance.
It would start with the extensive creamy white walls that encompassed the Long clan's property; the only entrance was the wide emerald green framed threshold that opened to a broad dirt path. Immaculately kept green lawns and trees filled the space between the walls and the annexed houses inside. The houses were the same creamy color as the walls, the curling, many-tiled roofs the same bright green as the gate. He knew if he went behind the connected houses and followed the flat dirt path further, he would find the rolling, flower shrouded hills that he would sit in when studying or meditating.
Though now Wufei could feel that past beginning to slip through his fingers like grains of sand, he would struggle a bit to remember all the rooms, all the people who had lived in those houses with him. But he didn't want to forget.
Opening his forlorn, onyx eyes and gazing through the window, Wufei remembered the tremendous shock he experienced when the cruel realization that he could never go back to his home hit him. It had been a newspaper carelessly tossed to the ground with the bold headlines reading 'Long Heir Missing For Two Weeks- Presumed Dead'. It still felt like a horrible slap in the face sometimes, even if it had been two years.
Loud cheers rang, breaking Wufei's train of thought, and there were raucous calls of "Hey Duo!" or "Here comes Death!". Tearing his gaze from the window, Wufei scanned the crowd to see who caused the disturbance. Someone sitting at a nearby table, a vampire from what he sensed before the person put up a shield, hissed "It's a slayer.".
His curiosity piqued, what if all slayers looked like the one from last night?, Wufei sat up more in his chair and discovered that he was somewhat right. Of course, the slayer coming into the 'Chasing the Dragon' was the same one he was imagining. Chestnut braid, laughing violet eyes and all.
***
Ahahahahaahahahahahaha!!! What will Wufei do? What will Relena do to Heero?
You'll have to wait until after I get back after Christmas, and don't you worry, I'll probably be suffering major computer withdrawal so I'll write the next chapter in like an hour. ^^
[Wufei: I still have yet to see you get revenge on Heero. You evilly -tortured- me in the last fic, yet there's nothing for him! *pouts*
DVG: *pats his head* Don't you worry Fei-chan, Heero will get his turn. In this chapter in fact, and this is only a little of the 'torture' I have planned. *evil grin*
Heero: *reads ahead, his eyes go wide, and he falls into a dead faint*
DVG: See? I told ya, Wu-bear. *snuggle*]
Thanks you guys for all your wonderful reviews!!! Especially to my coolest-reviewer-person-ever Shella for her great two page long reviews!! I'm glad you're enjoying this!
Disclaimer: I STILL don't own Gundam Wing. One day...Just you wait, I will...
Warning: The usual, major Relena bashing, Heero being an asshole...you people know the drill!
So...without further adieu...the story!!!
***
"Next time, don't be so stupid Chang."
They had made it to their safe house without another incident.
"What was that?" Wufei countered, glowering at Heero for accusing him of being stupid. "Sometimes people like to know what to expect, or is that a concept you haven't grasped yet Yuy?"
Heero's glare intensified at the offense. "Those three were slayers, they are -never- to be taken lightly. Appearances can be extremely deceiving."
"Three?" he paused. "But there was only the one outside."
"There were two more inside." Heero replied tersely. "Their only mission in life is to destroy our kind, they alone are the only reason that we haven't risen above pathetic mortals. Keeping us in check by killing us off. Remember that next time you decide to gawk at a person intent on killing you in the slightest sign of weakness."
Wufei didn't answer; he sat staring pensively at the cement floor, debating with himself. After a minute, Heero stalked off into one of the side rooms, leaving him alone.
He didn't see why Heero was so damn angry, if anything, it should be -him- that was furious. He had been the one left in the dark. Though, he should have anticipated beings like those slayers anyways. But still...he would have never expected a supposed enemy to look so exquisite, almost unearthly.
If appearances were deceiving, then the violet-eyed slayer was more ruthless a murderer than Heero Yuy was. Which was saying something.
***
Heero supported himself against the doorframe of his room, surveying Wufei, who didn't seem to notice in the slightest. There were times when the Chinese boy was in these meditative moods that irked him more than when he blatantly scoffed vampires. This was one of those times. Especially after the run- in at the strip club they had had.
Heero would have to keep a much closer watch on Wufei for the next couple of days; just to be sure he didn't try anything stupid. His desire on seeking out the vampire that turned him had been much more ambitious as of late. And with the information Wufei knew while staying with Heero involving frequented gathering places and hangouts, he could easily have half of the city's vampire population destroyed in one fail swoop if he passed it on to those slayers.
In the meantime, Heero resolved with a cruel smirk as he went into his room, he would have fun toying with them. Maybe then their trust of the 'justice pursing' vampire, if he even gained it in the first place, would be riddled with doubt and suspicions.
He couldn't just step aside and let Wufei help the slayers annihilate their, oh no wait, sorry, -Heero's- kind, now could he?
***
A good sleep and food, more accurately two whole large supreme pizzas with everything on them, does wonders when a person is exhausted after a hard night of work.
Duo appeared to have let the ordeal with the two vampires' escape slide, but Quatre knew better. He could tell that it still irritated Duo, even if he didn't outwardly look like it did.
Sitting together in the living room of their apartment, the three were discussing game plans for that evening.
"Let's split tonight," Duo suggested, swallowing (he had just finished off the second pizza). "Tro, you and the Q-man can take downtown while I take a couple of the hot spots. We'll be covering a bit more ground that way too."
"Wanting to find those two again?" Trowa asked mildly.
"No, I want to invite them over for Christmas," he replied sarcastically. "Yes I do, what they did was a personal insult to my pride as Shinigami."
"Ah, they're going to have to be careful now, he's dragged Shinigami into this," Quatre said amusedly, taking a sip of his tea to refrain from snickering.
"We're scared, petrified, really." Trowa added without any trace of witticism in his voice, but the blonde empath snorted into his cup.
"I see how it is, you guys be like that," Duo sniffed, pretending to look hurt. "So do you wanna?"
"Sounds fine, just be sure to keep yourself open to me so if you get in any trouble, we can get there," Quatre answered seriously.
"Me? Get in trouble? Nah..." Duo trailed off, but added reassuringly, "Of course I will, Q-man."
***
Wufei didn't know what Heero was playing at, the next night when he casually remarked about going out for a walk, he was instantly met with a self-invitation to join him in a just as off-handed reply. Normally Heero would do anything within his power to lose Wufei, but then here he was trying to be buddy- buddy all of a sudden.
He was up to something.
With obvious resentment, Wufei consented as he pulled on his trenchcoat. It was better to act unaware than to show signs of misgivings. His destination was a fair few blocks away, probably about an hour-long walk from where he and Heero were staying, so he hoped that after a while Heero would get the hint and leave him alone.
Wufei didn't have to wait for that even. Within four blocks, a blonde haired girl rounded the corner and broke out into a high- pitched, nail on chalkboard shout as she saw them.
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRROOOOO!"
He twitched, hoping his eardrums where still in tact. 'Oh dear god, no...'
If there was ever a time that Heero didn't look completely cold and emotionless, this was one of them. A spasm of utter fear fixed itself on his face as the blonde Devil's spawn latched herself like a leech to his arm, cooing about how much she had missed him.
Maybe those great deities he thought had forsaken him still had some hope left for Wufei after all with this stroke of luck.
Unlike Heero, this opportunity -wasn't- the good kind, point made by the 'stroke of luck' stalker herself whose glass- shattering hunting cry was his own name.
"What a...er...-pleasure- it is to see you again, Relena...I'll just leave you two alone, shall I?" Wufei offered tentatively, slowing beginning to back away.
"Oh, if I interrupted anything between you and my Heero-"
"It's fine! You didn't interrupt at all, by all means, you two go and have fun," he asserted, waving it off as if it were nothing.
If possible, Relena tightened her grip and Heero let out what could almost pass as a whimper as she hauled him off in the other direction.
'Perfect.' Wufei thought gratefully, continuing on down the sidewalk. He was more than likely going to pay for that later, but it was all right, he just wanted to be able to think freely for once.
The stroll ended at a rather large, boisterous bar called 'Chasing the Dragon' on a main street corner a half a mile from the Chinese district. Even though it was more towards the outskirts of the city, 'Chasing the Dragon' was highly popular and always brimming with people. An excellent place for a person who doesn't want to be found to hide, all he had to do was filter into the endless sea of people and tuck himself away in a corner.
In the very few, scarce chances he managed to lose Heero, Wufei came here for refuge. That and the fact that the wall surrounding one of the first buildings in the district was barely visible from the corner window where he sat, the place that had been his home before the encounter two years ago. The 'Chasing the Dragon' was the closest he could ever get to it without being recognized.
Shutting his eyes, Wufei could picture the grounds almost flawlessly, but the memory was like a photograph and like photographs the longer they are kept and looked at over and over again, little by little they fade the tiniest bit with every glance.
It would start with the extensive creamy white walls that encompassed the Long clan's property; the only entrance was the wide emerald green framed threshold that opened to a broad dirt path. Immaculately kept green lawns and trees filled the space between the walls and the annexed houses inside. The houses were the same creamy color as the walls, the curling, many-tiled roofs the same bright green as the gate. He knew if he went behind the connected houses and followed the flat dirt path further, he would find the rolling, flower shrouded hills that he would sit in when studying or meditating.
Though now Wufei could feel that past beginning to slip through his fingers like grains of sand, he would struggle a bit to remember all the rooms, all the people who had lived in those houses with him. But he didn't want to forget.
Opening his forlorn, onyx eyes and gazing through the window, Wufei remembered the tremendous shock he experienced when the cruel realization that he could never go back to his home hit him. It had been a newspaper carelessly tossed to the ground with the bold headlines reading 'Long Heir Missing For Two Weeks- Presumed Dead'. It still felt like a horrible slap in the face sometimes, even if it had been two years.
Loud cheers rang, breaking Wufei's train of thought, and there were raucous calls of "Hey Duo!" or "Here comes Death!". Tearing his gaze from the window, Wufei scanned the crowd to see who caused the disturbance. Someone sitting at a nearby table, a vampire from what he sensed before the person put up a shield, hissed "It's a slayer.".
His curiosity piqued, what if all slayers looked like the one from last night?, Wufei sat up more in his chair and discovered that he was somewhat right. Of course, the slayer coming into the 'Chasing the Dragon' was the same one he was imagining. Chestnut braid, laughing violet eyes and all.
***
Ahahahahaahahahahahaha!!! What will Wufei do? What will Relena do to Heero?
You'll have to wait until after I get back after Christmas, and don't you worry, I'll probably be suffering major computer withdrawal so I'll write the next chapter in like an hour. ^^