Hey all! As promised, an update on Sweet Revenge! For anyone who's still
interested in this, I'm really, really sorry that it's taken this long to
update, and I promise that I'll try to get chapters out faster to this
story and 'Imaginary'. *sweatdrop* Real Life and my muses just aren't
cooperating with me right now. O.o; So to any of my poorly neglected
reviewers, I'm very sorry for all this mess!
(PS: Shella-chan! My poor, neglected favorite-ness reviewer! *snuggle* Once again, I've been graced with another lovely review, and it's taken me this long to update! *dies* Please don't hate me! But yes, I -do- plan on starting a sequel to 'Blood Lust' once the insanity of 'Imaginary' and this story die down a bit. I have a whole complex, mind-blowing plotline mapped out just for it, all I need is the time to sit and start writing out, so thus, it is planned to begin after these two fics are completed unless my muses get the better of me and make me start writing it anyways. *sweatdrop* And yesh, I've seen Vampire Hunter D, very awesome movie! ^_^ Anywho, please forgive the delays! *bows* {And btw, your lovely 'next morning' idea is incorporated into this chapter...^_^})
On with the show, ne? ^_^;
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'This is becoming a particularly -annoying- morning ritual...' Wufei thought darkly as Rose's pounding on the door pried his sleeping eyes open the next morning.
Then he looked at the clock on the nightstand and realized he had little less than ten minutes to put on clothes and get to class.
"DAMN!" Wufei shot up off his stomach, instantly regretting his hasty movement as his face screwed up in a pained grimace.
"Meilan? Are you okay in there?" Rose asked, her concern clear even through the thick oak door.
He clumsily clasped the voice distorter around his neck and snatched up garments from the floor that looked like part of his uniform. "Yes! I'm fine! Hold on! I- I slept in-" Wufei winced again, though not entirely in pain this time, as he pulled off his rumpled tank top. He had no time to shower before he changed unless he wanted to be -really- late.
Great.
"Oh, well I'm heading off to class so I'm not late, so I'll see there, all right?" Rose called out again.
"Fine!" Wufei pulled on his knee-high stockings and shoes as he stumbled unsteadily around the room gathering his things before rushing out the door just as gracefully, running his fingers through his untamed raven mane.
Entering the class and sliding into his seat as much dignity as he could muster as he flinched, he could not ignore the suggestive eyebrow that Rose had lifted in his direction.
Wufei had the feeling that today was going to be a very...interesting day, if the start of it said anything.
And he meant that in the very worst possible way imaginable.
***
Heero couldn't hold the amused smile fighting to slip onto his face back any longer as he took in the sight before him. Wufei was talking with Father Brown by the fence, attempting to stammer out an excuse to get out of the riding lesson for the day, but it seemed extreme nerves inhibited his multilingual abilities. His facade was a brilliant shade of red that could be seen all the way from the barn entrance where Heero stood as his English and Mandarin blended together. Heero turned his head to the side as someone rode up behind him snickering.
"What's wrong with Meilan, Mister Yuy?" Rose asked innocently, feigning a look of concern. "She's been acting odd all morning."
He narrowed his eyes suspiciously at her. "And why would you think I have anything to do with it?"
"Well, I don't know...maybe because you're -dating- her, perhaps?" she smirked, all innocent pretense forgotten. "If it's what I think is wrong, then I suggest being a little more gentle next time." Rose winked lecherously and rode off.
Heero's face got distinctly warmer as he was suddenly reminded of Duo and his perverted sense of humor, but his train of thought was interrupted by Wufei stalking up to him, hissing something in Chinese that didn't sound particularly friendly.
"Wufei?"
"WOMEN!" he burst out savagely, glaring dangerously.
"Ah, I see now." Heero replied, the amused smile returning. "The roots of all evil."
"Although...they do have their advantages," Wufei admitted grudgingly. "I got out of class by claiming I was on my..." he muttered in Mandarin under his breath.
"Really now?"
"Yes, well, I couldn't exactly tell a -priest- the real reason why, now could I?" Wufei growled, making them both turn a rather nice pink color.
"No, I don't think he would have taken -that- very leniently," Heero said uneasily.
"I swear, I have never been so thoroughly embarrassed in my entire life..." he glowered darkly at his Mary Janes. "But since I probably would have embarrassed myself more if I tried riding, I would prefer this than the alternative. He said to assist you since I'm not riding, so we'll have time to talk about tonight. We -are- completing the mission tonight, right?"
Heero led the way as they entered the barn. "If you feel up to it, then it would be best. We've let our presence here get too conspicuous."
"It can't help that the 'new girl' got the absurdly handsome stable hand as a paramour," Wufei smirked. "Knowing the ludicrous women here, our disappearance will be described as something from a romance novel."
"Romance novel?" Heero raised an eyebrow.
"The disgustingly soppy stories where the beautiful woman always gets the mysterious man," he rolled his eyes sardonically.
"So now you're a beautiful woman?"
Wufei's gaze shot up and glared daggers at his Japanese partner. "You know what I meant, Yuy."
"Hai. Relena reads those damned things too," Heero shook his head.
"So -that's- why she stalks you," he snickered. "She's expecting some sort of fairytale love affair like in that trash women read."
"Unfortunately she also doesn't catch the hint that it will never happen," he snorted, leaning against the wall.
"Mmm...Especially now," Wufei's lips spread into a wickedly catlike smile as he stood unnecessarily close to Heero. "So what's on our agenda for today, -Mister- Yuy?" He purred, running his skilled fingers over the contours of his face until they met silky chocolate brown hair to play with.
The temperature suddenly became twenty degrees hotter around them.
"I do believe we have roughly an hour before anyone will come in here," Heero breathed, his arms snaking around Wufei's slender waist as he chased the Cheshire Cat grin away with a searing kiss.
The mission plans were long forgotten.
***
Yeah, kinda short, but the next chapter will be longer I swear!
(Was this chapter evil enough for ya, Shella-chan? I do believe that was an excellent idea to use, and I thank you! *snuggle* ^_^)
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(PS: Shella-chan! My poor, neglected favorite-ness reviewer! *snuggle* Once again, I've been graced with another lovely review, and it's taken me this long to update! *dies* Please don't hate me! But yes, I -do- plan on starting a sequel to 'Blood Lust' once the insanity of 'Imaginary' and this story die down a bit. I have a whole complex, mind-blowing plotline mapped out just for it, all I need is the time to sit and start writing out, so thus, it is planned to begin after these two fics are completed unless my muses get the better of me and make me start writing it anyways. *sweatdrop* And yesh, I've seen Vampire Hunter D, very awesome movie! ^_^ Anywho, please forgive the delays! *bows* {And btw, your lovely 'next morning' idea is incorporated into this chapter...^_^})
On with the show, ne? ^_^;
***
'This is becoming a particularly -annoying- morning ritual...' Wufei thought darkly as Rose's pounding on the door pried his sleeping eyes open the next morning.
Then he looked at the clock on the nightstand and realized he had little less than ten minutes to put on clothes and get to class.
"DAMN!" Wufei shot up off his stomach, instantly regretting his hasty movement as his face screwed up in a pained grimace.
"Meilan? Are you okay in there?" Rose asked, her concern clear even through the thick oak door.
He clumsily clasped the voice distorter around his neck and snatched up garments from the floor that looked like part of his uniform. "Yes! I'm fine! Hold on! I- I slept in-" Wufei winced again, though not entirely in pain this time, as he pulled off his rumpled tank top. He had no time to shower before he changed unless he wanted to be -really- late.
Great.
"Oh, well I'm heading off to class so I'm not late, so I'll see there, all right?" Rose called out again.
"Fine!" Wufei pulled on his knee-high stockings and shoes as he stumbled unsteadily around the room gathering his things before rushing out the door just as gracefully, running his fingers through his untamed raven mane.
Entering the class and sliding into his seat as much dignity as he could muster as he flinched, he could not ignore the suggestive eyebrow that Rose had lifted in his direction.
Wufei had the feeling that today was going to be a very...interesting day, if the start of it said anything.
And he meant that in the very worst possible way imaginable.
***
Heero couldn't hold the amused smile fighting to slip onto his face back any longer as he took in the sight before him. Wufei was talking with Father Brown by the fence, attempting to stammer out an excuse to get out of the riding lesson for the day, but it seemed extreme nerves inhibited his multilingual abilities. His facade was a brilliant shade of red that could be seen all the way from the barn entrance where Heero stood as his English and Mandarin blended together. Heero turned his head to the side as someone rode up behind him snickering.
"What's wrong with Meilan, Mister Yuy?" Rose asked innocently, feigning a look of concern. "She's been acting odd all morning."
He narrowed his eyes suspiciously at her. "And why would you think I have anything to do with it?"
"Well, I don't know...maybe because you're -dating- her, perhaps?" she smirked, all innocent pretense forgotten. "If it's what I think is wrong, then I suggest being a little more gentle next time." Rose winked lecherously and rode off.
Heero's face got distinctly warmer as he was suddenly reminded of Duo and his perverted sense of humor, but his train of thought was interrupted by Wufei stalking up to him, hissing something in Chinese that didn't sound particularly friendly.
"Wufei?"
"WOMEN!" he burst out savagely, glaring dangerously.
"Ah, I see now." Heero replied, the amused smile returning. "The roots of all evil."
"Although...they do have their advantages," Wufei admitted grudgingly. "I got out of class by claiming I was on my..." he muttered in Mandarin under his breath.
"Really now?"
"Yes, well, I couldn't exactly tell a -priest- the real reason why, now could I?" Wufei growled, making them both turn a rather nice pink color.
"No, I don't think he would have taken -that- very leniently," Heero said uneasily.
"I swear, I have never been so thoroughly embarrassed in my entire life..." he glowered darkly at his Mary Janes. "But since I probably would have embarrassed myself more if I tried riding, I would prefer this than the alternative. He said to assist you since I'm not riding, so we'll have time to talk about tonight. We -are- completing the mission tonight, right?"
Heero led the way as they entered the barn. "If you feel up to it, then it would be best. We've let our presence here get too conspicuous."
"It can't help that the 'new girl' got the absurdly handsome stable hand as a paramour," Wufei smirked. "Knowing the ludicrous women here, our disappearance will be described as something from a romance novel."
"Romance novel?" Heero raised an eyebrow.
"The disgustingly soppy stories where the beautiful woman always gets the mysterious man," he rolled his eyes sardonically.
"So now you're a beautiful woman?"
Wufei's gaze shot up and glared daggers at his Japanese partner. "You know what I meant, Yuy."
"Hai. Relena reads those damned things too," Heero shook his head.
"So -that's- why she stalks you," he snickered. "She's expecting some sort of fairytale love affair like in that trash women read."
"Unfortunately she also doesn't catch the hint that it will never happen," he snorted, leaning against the wall.
"Mmm...Especially now," Wufei's lips spread into a wickedly catlike smile as he stood unnecessarily close to Heero. "So what's on our agenda for today, -Mister- Yuy?" He purred, running his skilled fingers over the contours of his face until they met silky chocolate brown hair to play with.
The temperature suddenly became twenty degrees hotter around them.
"I do believe we have roughly an hour before anyone will come in here," Heero breathed, his arms snaking around Wufei's slender waist as he chased the Cheshire Cat grin away with a searing kiss.
The mission plans were long forgotten.
***
Yeah, kinda short, but the next chapter will be longer I swear!
(Was this chapter evil enough for ya, Shella-chan? I do believe that was an excellent idea to use, and I thank you! *snuggle* ^_^)
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