^_^;;; Gomen ne for taking so long, Real Life's been hectic and
I haven't had much time on the computer to write. That, and I
got a new computer, so I had to download everything on the new
computer and all that fun stuff, so that plus my hectic-ness
didn't give me much time to be on the computer. *sigh* But I do
plan on getting the next chapter to 'Imaginary' out much faster
than this chapter. *nod* And I think there is only a couple of
chapters left to this story (any ideas are welcome), so I can
start the sequel to 'Blood Lust'.
Yesh! The sequel! ^____^ I already have all sorts of ideas lined
up for it, 'cause all the requests got me thinking (which isn't
a good thing for my poor G-boys...), so I've got the sequel
driving me crazy. ^___^
But yes, now on to the horribly neglected reviews!!! *sweatdrop*
Yira Heerai: Heh, yesh, torturously kawaii would be a good way
to describe this fic. *wicked grin* But anywho, I'm glad you're
enjoying!!! ^__^
Ravenquills: Yesh, quite the branching from my usual gut
wrenching angst. *nod* But it is quite the relief too, lemme
tell ya! This fic has saved me so many times when 'Fatal
Asphyxiation' or 'Imaginary' got too angst-y for me. ^_^ Of
course, in relieving -my- torture, I tortured Wufei
instead...*snicker* Glad you're enjoying!
^.^: Lol, well I'm happy you think it's funny. Sorry it took so
long to update!
Dark Ice: Sorry for taking so long to update!! ^_^;; I don't
believe I can accept the admiration for my time handling, since
it didn't turn out too well this time around. *sweatdrop* But I
promise it'll get better! I'm trying to get out chapters faster
now that I've settled in to the swing of school and all, so
let's hope, ne? ^_^
Canyon A. Lynn: ^_^;; Gomen ne! I promise I'll try and get
chapters out faster to my fics! I know how you feel though,
'cause it annoys me to no end when I find some awesome story and
it isn't updated for like ever, and here I am doing the same
thing, but I swear I'm trying to get chapters out as fast as I
can!! This chapter should do well more than make up for it
though. *winks* Things -are- about to get very interesting! ^__^
Lady Rune: lol! Yes, leave me alone for a while and you comeback
to Wufei and Heero at an all girls' school and then things like
'Fatal Asphyxiation' where Duo's abusing poor 'Fei-babe! ^_^ And
if all goes well, at least when I finish this fic, then I'll be
starting on that sequel to 'Blood Lust' that people keep
endlessly emailing me for. *wicked grin* And to clear up that
bit about kissing Heero to get back at him, Wufei wasn't kissing
him to get back at Heero then, that was just because Rose goaded
him into it, the 'getting back at him' is -this- chapter.
*cackle* And boy is Wufei unprepared for the reaction he gets!
And it is surely evil...especially the cliffie I leave it
hanging at. ^__^
Goldmund: Aww...well I'm glad you took the time to my insane
musings and liked it! ^__^ I can't wait until I can get my new
scanner hooked up, 'cause then I'll be able to post the lovely
pictures I drew to go along with the lovely images of Wufei in
drag in the fic. *grins* I'm sorry I took so long in updating,
but I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as the rest of the
fic!! ^__^
Ong: Thankies, and here's the next chapter!! ^__^
TeLi: Sorry it took so long to update! Here's the next chapter!!
^_^
And now, without further ado, the chapter everyone's been dying
to read...(I least I can only hope anyways...) ^____^;;
***
He needed his katana.
No, scratch that. He needed Nataku to wipe St. Rosemary's
Academy off the face of the Earth.
Yes, that sounded good. Very good in fact.
Unfortunately, none of the giggling mass of nerve-grating
females seemed to notice the slightly crazed, homicidal gleam in
Wufei's eyes as they went into the locker room. And thus had no
clue of the ultimate demise he was planning alongside his
compensation for Master O. And Heero.
'Oh yes, Heero...' He paused in his thoughts as he mechanically
changed into his borrowed riding outfit. He wasn't quite sure
what to do about Heero. One minute, he wanted to throttle him,
knowing he was silently laughing at his embarrassing situation
and was only making matters worse by fueling people like Rose's
belief that they were secretly dating. But then there were
little moments like the one out on the steps that morning (or
the one in the woods the night before) when Wufei couldn't
positively say that Heero was only acting. And when he
considered the idea, he turned into the schoolgirl he was only
supposed to be pretending to be, getting flustered and blushing.
Surely there had to be a logical explanation to this. There were
almost always logical explanations for things, and he was a
scholar, damn it, so he should be able to figure the logical
explanation for this mess...shouldn't he?
Wufei was still mulling everything over when he emerged out of
the locker room and into the stalls, blatantly ignoring the
excited whispering and envious stares that followed in his wake.
'Annoying women,' he mused irritably. Wufei readied his horse as
quickly as he could without arousing suspicion, since just
yesterday he presumably didn't know how to at all, to escape the
stifling barn.
Heero sat on one of the benches near the main riding area,
focused on making repairs to a damaged saddle. Or at least Wufei
-assumed- he was focused, because even though he didn't spare
him the slightest glance as he went past, there were moments
during the lesson that he couldn't shake the feeling of being
pinned underneath the Perfect Soldier's intense Prussian gaze.
And as a person who has been under that gaze multiple times, he
would know. But this time he couldn't brush it aside like he
normally would, and he wasn't about to admit that it wasn't from
the sun's heat that his face was tinged pink.
"Meilaaan...Earth to Meilan, are you in there?"
Wufei blinked perplexedly out of his preoccupation and found
Rose waving her hand in front of his eyes.
"Oh good, you are," she grinned knowingly, glancing
surreptitiously over in Heero's direction. "I thought we'd lost
you permanently in La La Land for a while there. Class is over
in case you didn't hear Father Brown dismissing us."
"Shimatta..." Wufei cursed, jerking the reins of his horse and
moving away from smug girl before he let his temper get the
better of him again.
Heero watched in amusement as the silently seething Shenlong
pilot rode past and strangely found himself fighting the urge to
laugh out loud.
Ah Kami-sama, was he in deep for it later tonight when they met
up at their Gundams...
***
'I think, for the first time in my entire life, that I'm
actually afraid.' Heero thought detachedly, his cobalt eyes
hovering warily over the screen of his laptop as the Chinese
typhoon emerged through the trees rather haphazardly dressed in
normal attire. On the outside, he appeared the flawless picture
of calm, but it didn't take an empath like Quatre to -see- the
palpable rage radiating from his lithe figure.
And the moment Wufei's irate glow came into view, the Perfect
Soldier felt a small trickle of fear.
The next thing Heero knew was the warmth of his laptop had been
removed from his crossed legs and the fact that he was pinned to
the ground being kissed senseless.
Then punched. Hard. In the jaw.
"BASTARD!" Wufei snarled, releasing his arms and standing up
stiffly.
"Something tells me I highly deserved that...but exactly -why-
isn't really coming to mind right now..." Heero rubbed the side
of his face as Wufei spluttered indignant remarks in Mandarin.
"Just- just because- because you're YOU! Gods! You're nothing
but- but a bastard!"
"Yes, I believe you established that particular character flaw
very clearly," he replied with a hint of wryness. "Though I
don't see how 'just being me' is in any way worthy of a right
hook to the jaw."
Wufei colored a lovely shade of crimson and turned his head,
letting his still unbound hair hide his embarrassment. Now he
knew why so many women left their hair down, it was a very good
method of escape. "I don't know either," he muttered almost
inaudibly.
Heero allowed an eyebrow to raise slightly in disbelief. "There
must be some logical explanation for calling me a bastard and
assaulting me."
'Yes, the logical explanation...but I don't have a single
clue...I must truly be a dishonorable scholar.'
"Its- it's precisely as I said, it's just -you-," Wufei answered
irritably. "I never know what you're thinking or what you're
going to do or what you're going to say- and- and it's just so
damn confusing!"
He frowned. "That's what soldiers are supposed to be, aren't
they? Unpredictable so the enemy can't realize a pattern in
their technique. So it shouldn't matter."
"Yes, yes, that's all good for the enemy, but what
about...allies?" Wufei tested the final word with extreme
caution. This unforeseen response received shock from both
teens; Heero was unmistakably taken off guard, staring as his
Chinese partner fell silent.
"'Allies'?" he repeated just as tentatively.
Wufei looked away again. "Ah- well, it's just a thought, I mean-
it's only, this mission has gotten me so confused- I don't know
what to think any more," he admitted frankly. It wasn't as if he
had any shred of dignity left anyway, so why not just be honest?
"And this whole sham we've got going for the mission isn't
helping at all, I can't tell what's acting from what's real."
The uneasiness around them really wasn't helping much either.
"Neither can I."
"What?" Wufei blinked, forgetting his discomfort.
"I don't know what to tell you," now it was Heero's turn to look
away. "I can't tell the difference either. My training tells me
that I should abort the mission and leave you on your own before
things become too complicated, but it became complicated the
moment I offered to exploit the relationship as a cover-up so we
wouldn't look so suspicious."
Wufei knew he had to be gaping like an idiot. That was
definitely -not- something you heard from Heero Yuy's mouth
every day. Or even once a year. Well, he hadn't known the Wing
pilot long enough to know, but he considered himself a pretty
good judge of character and this certainly wasn't a kind of
conversation he held among other people frequently.
"So...so what are you trying to tell me Heero?"
At the timid use of his first name, the Japanese teen was on his
feet in front of Wufei, returning the mind-boggling kiss he had
greeted him with.
Sans the right hook to the jaw and paternity insults of course.
***
w00t, I really hated just leaving you hanging like that...okay,
so I don't...but that was just the perfect place to leave off.
^___^
Click! Review! Flame! Whichever suits...just know that the
authoress would find nothing but amusement in the flames...^_^
I haven't had much time on the computer to write. That, and I
got a new computer, so I had to download everything on the new
computer and all that fun stuff, so that plus my hectic-ness
didn't give me much time to be on the computer. *sigh* But I do
plan on getting the next chapter to 'Imaginary' out much faster
than this chapter. *nod* And I think there is only a couple of
chapters left to this story (any ideas are welcome), so I can
start the sequel to 'Blood Lust'.
Yesh! The sequel! ^____^ I already have all sorts of ideas lined
up for it, 'cause all the requests got me thinking (which isn't
a good thing for my poor G-boys...), so I've got the sequel
driving me crazy. ^___^
But yes, now on to the horribly neglected reviews!!! *sweatdrop*
Yira Heerai: Heh, yesh, torturously kawaii would be a good way
to describe this fic. *wicked grin* But anywho, I'm glad you're
enjoying!!! ^__^
Ravenquills: Yesh, quite the branching from my usual gut
wrenching angst. *nod* But it is quite the relief too, lemme
tell ya! This fic has saved me so many times when 'Fatal
Asphyxiation' or 'Imaginary' got too angst-y for me. ^_^ Of
course, in relieving -my- torture, I tortured Wufei
instead...*snicker* Glad you're enjoying!
^.^: Lol, well I'm happy you think it's funny. Sorry it took so
long to update!
Dark Ice: Sorry for taking so long to update!! ^_^;; I don't
believe I can accept the admiration for my time handling, since
it didn't turn out too well this time around. *sweatdrop* But I
promise it'll get better! I'm trying to get out chapters faster
now that I've settled in to the swing of school and all, so
let's hope, ne? ^_^
Canyon A. Lynn: ^_^;; Gomen ne! I promise I'll try and get
chapters out faster to my fics! I know how you feel though,
'cause it annoys me to no end when I find some awesome story and
it isn't updated for like ever, and here I am doing the same
thing, but I swear I'm trying to get chapters out as fast as I
can!! This chapter should do well more than make up for it
though. *winks* Things -are- about to get very interesting! ^__^
Lady Rune: lol! Yes, leave me alone for a while and you comeback
to Wufei and Heero at an all girls' school and then things like
'Fatal Asphyxiation' where Duo's abusing poor 'Fei-babe! ^_^ And
if all goes well, at least when I finish this fic, then I'll be
starting on that sequel to 'Blood Lust' that people keep
endlessly emailing me for. *wicked grin* And to clear up that
bit about kissing Heero to get back at him, Wufei wasn't kissing
him to get back at Heero then, that was just because Rose goaded
him into it, the 'getting back at him' is -this- chapter.
*cackle* And boy is Wufei unprepared for the reaction he gets!
And it is surely evil...especially the cliffie I leave it
hanging at. ^__^
Goldmund: Aww...well I'm glad you took the time to my insane
musings and liked it! ^__^ I can't wait until I can get my new
scanner hooked up, 'cause then I'll be able to post the lovely
pictures I drew to go along with the lovely images of Wufei in
drag in the fic. *grins* I'm sorry I took so long in updating,
but I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as the rest of the
fic!! ^__^
Ong: Thankies, and here's the next chapter!! ^__^
TeLi: Sorry it took so long to update! Here's the next chapter!!
^_^
And now, without further ado, the chapter everyone's been dying
to read...(I least I can only hope anyways...) ^____^;;
***
He needed his katana.
No, scratch that. He needed Nataku to wipe St. Rosemary's
Academy off the face of the Earth.
Yes, that sounded good. Very good in fact.
Unfortunately, none of the giggling mass of nerve-grating
females seemed to notice the slightly crazed, homicidal gleam in
Wufei's eyes as they went into the locker room. And thus had no
clue of the ultimate demise he was planning alongside his
compensation for Master O. And Heero.
'Oh yes, Heero...' He paused in his thoughts as he mechanically
changed into his borrowed riding outfit. He wasn't quite sure
what to do about Heero. One minute, he wanted to throttle him,
knowing he was silently laughing at his embarrassing situation
and was only making matters worse by fueling people like Rose's
belief that they were secretly dating. But then there were
little moments like the one out on the steps that morning (or
the one in the woods the night before) when Wufei couldn't
positively say that Heero was only acting. And when he
considered the idea, he turned into the schoolgirl he was only
supposed to be pretending to be, getting flustered and blushing.
Surely there had to be a logical explanation to this. There were
almost always logical explanations for things, and he was a
scholar, damn it, so he should be able to figure the logical
explanation for this mess...shouldn't he?
Wufei was still mulling everything over when he emerged out of
the locker room and into the stalls, blatantly ignoring the
excited whispering and envious stares that followed in his wake.
'Annoying women,' he mused irritably. Wufei readied his horse as
quickly as he could without arousing suspicion, since just
yesterday he presumably didn't know how to at all, to escape the
stifling barn.
Heero sat on one of the benches near the main riding area,
focused on making repairs to a damaged saddle. Or at least Wufei
-assumed- he was focused, because even though he didn't spare
him the slightest glance as he went past, there were moments
during the lesson that he couldn't shake the feeling of being
pinned underneath the Perfect Soldier's intense Prussian gaze.
And as a person who has been under that gaze multiple times, he
would know. But this time he couldn't brush it aside like he
normally would, and he wasn't about to admit that it wasn't from
the sun's heat that his face was tinged pink.
"Meilaaan...Earth to Meilan, are you in there?"
Wufei blinked perplexedly out of his preoccupation and found
Rose waving her hand in front of his eyes.
"Oh good, you are," she grinned knowingly, glancing
surreptitiously over in Heero's direction. "I thought we'd lost
you permanently in La La Land for a while there. Class is over
in case you didn't hear Father Brown dismissing us."
"Shimatta..." Wufei cursed, jerking the reins of his horse and
moving away from smug girl before he let his temper get the
better of him again.
Heero watched in amusement as the silently seething Shenlong
pilot rode past and strangely found himself fighting the urge to
laugh out loud.
Ah Kami-sama, was he in deep for it later tonight when they met
up at their Gundams...
***
'I think, for the first time in my entire life, that I'm
actually afraid.' Heero thought detachedly, his cobalt eyes
hovering warily over the screen of his laptop as the Chinese
typhoon emerged through the trees rather haphazardly dressed in
normal attire. On the outside, he appeared the flawless picture
of calm, but it didn't take an empath like Quatre to -see- the
palpable rage radiating from his lithe figure.
And the moment Wufei's irate glow came into view, the Perfect
Soldier felt a small trickle of fear.
The next thing Heero knew was the warmth of his laptop had been
removed from his crossed legs and the fact that he was pinned to
the ground being kissed senseless.
Then punched. Hard. In the jaw.
"BASTARD!" Wufei snarled, releasing his arms and standing up
stiffly.
"Something tells me I highly deserved that...but exactly -why-
isn't really coming to mind right now..." Heero rubbed the side
of his face as Wufei spluttered indignant remarks in Mandarin.
"Just- just because- because you're YOU! Gods! You're nothing
but- but a bastard!"
"Yes, I believe you established that particular character flaw
very clearly," he replied with a hint of wryness. "Though I
don't see how 'just being me' is in any way worthy of a right
hook to the jaw."
Wufei colored a lovely shade of crimson and turned his head,
letting his still unbound hair hide his embarrassment. Now he
knew why so many women left their hair down, it was a very good
method of escape. "I don't know either," he muttered almost
inaudibly.
Heero allowed an eyebrow to raise slightly in disbelief. "There
must be some logical explanation for calling me a bastard and
assaulting me."
'Yes, the logical explanation...but I don't have a single
clue...I must truly be a dishonorable scholar.'
"Its- it's precisely as I said, it's just -you-," Wufei answered
irritably. "I never know what you're thinking or what you're
going to do or what you're going to say- and- and it's just so
damn confusing!"
He frowned. "That's what soldiers are supposed to be, aren't
they? Unpredictable so the enemy can't realize a pattern in
their technique. So it shouldn't matter."
"Yes, yes, that's all good for the enemy, but what
about...allies?" Wufei tested the final word with extreme
caution. This unforeseen response received shock from both
teens; Heero was unmistakably taken off guard, staring as his
Chinese partner fell silent.
"'Allies'?" he repeated just as tentatively.
Wufei looked away again. "Ah- well, it's just a thought, I mean-
it's only, this mission has gotten me so confused- I don't know
what to think any more," he admitted frankly. It wasn't as if he
had any shred of dignity left anyway, so why not just be honest?
"And this whole sham we've got going for the mission isn't
helping at all, I can't tell what's acting from what's real."
The uneasiness around them really wasn't helping much either.
"Neither can I."
"What?" Wufei blinked, forgetting his discomfort.
"I don't know what to tell you," now it was Heero's turn to look
away. "I can't tell the difference either. My training tells me
that I should abort the mission and leave you on your own before
things become too complicated, but it became complicated the
moment I offered to exploit the relationship as a cover-up so we
wouldn't look so suspicious."
Wufei knew he had to be gaping like an idiot. That was
definitely -not- something you heard from Heero Yuy's mouth
every day. Or even once a year. Well, he hadn't known the Wing
pilot long enough to know, but he considered himself a pretty
good judge of character and this certainly wasn't a kind of
conversation he held among other people frequently.
"So...so what are you trying to tell me Heero?"
At the timid use of his first name, the Japanese teen was on his
feet in front of Wufei, returning the mind-boggling kiss he had
greeted him with.
Sans the right hook to the jaw and paternity insults of course.
***
w00t, I really hated just leaving you hanging like that...okay,
so I don't...but that was just the perfect place to leave off.
^___^
Click! Review! Flame! Whichever suits...just know that the
authoress would find nothing but amusement in the flames...^_^