Attention! I own nothing but that which is mine!!
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Fame! - Songfic by Arista
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It is mid morning on a solemn Saturday. Family members dressed in gothic colours have gathered along the benches, tissues and warm embraces shared by all. As more and more friends and family members fill the remembrance hall, a familiar Gundam pilot enters unnoticed.
As Chang Wufei takes a seat near the back, the cries become softer as a large royal casket is revealed to the mourners. A stout priest makes his way to the podium near the end of the box, and resting his wrinkly hands to the wood he speaks.
'We come here today to honor and remember Milliardo Peacecraft, known also as Zechs Marquise to many.' Near the front, a distraught Relena sobs loudly as she flops herself into her confidant's arms.
As the memorial continues, music begins to blaze through Wufei's mind. Songs he's long known and many he's recently become interested in make their ways through his mind. One song, one well known yet hidden deep inside the mind of this stone faced pilot, makes its way above the rest, calling Wufei back into a happier place.
As the lyrics repeat themselves over and over to 05, his eyes softly close and he remembers the fun he had that night long ago.
Dressed in a long patent leather trench coat, Wufei moves through flashing lights as he sings into the microphone.
"Baby, look at me, and tell me what you see. You ain't seen the best of me yet. Give me time I'll make you forget the rest. I got more in me, and you can set it free. I can catch the moon in my hand. Don't you know who I am? Remember my name. . ."
As the other four pilots throw their arms into the air and shout the word 'Fame!', the lights move directly to Wufei.
Wufei: I'm gonna live forever. I'm gonna learn how to fly.
Others: High!
W: I feel it comin' together. People will see me and cry.
O: Fame!
W: I'm gonna make it to heaven. Light up the sky like a flame.
O: Fame!
W: I'm gonna live forever. Baby, Remember my name.
O: (As they move around Wufei, throwing their arms up every time they shout) Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember!
As the music continues in Wufei's head, a smile graces his face. Unconsciously, he rises as Relena attempts to sob her carefully orchestrated eulogy, remaining unnoticed until he jumps from his seat into the walkway and dances as the memory of late dances in his head.
W: Baby, hold me tight, 'cause you can make it right. You can shoot me straight to the top. Give me love and take all I got to give. Baby, I'll be tough. Too much is not enough. I can ride your heart till it breaks. Ooh, I got what it takes. . .
O: Fame!
Several people gasp in utter horror as Wufei dances and shouts the words that spin through his mind, but nothing snaps him out of his trance.
W: I'm gonna live forever. I'm gonna learn how to fly.
O: High!
W: I feel it comin' together. People will see me and cry.
O: Fame!
W: I'm gonna make it to heaven. Light up the sky like a flame.
O: Fame!
W: I'm gonna life forever. Baby, remember my name. . .
As Wufei shoves Relena away from the podium and stands upon Milliardo's final destination, the other pilots circle him in his mind, again chanting their lyrics.
O: Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember!
With the last trail of memory vivid in his mind, Wufei jumps into the air and lands on his knees in front of the casket, his arms in the air, a triumphant smile plastered across his face as he awaits the last note.
Some random young boy at the memorial: LAME!!!
Wufei's eyes snap open in horror, realizing that that was not the correct lyric. As terror fills his mind, he slowly rises to his feet and runs out of the hall, all eyes on him as he leaves, all mouths gaping in confusion and disbelief.
Annoyed, the supposed dead Zechs sits up in his jeweled casket.
Z: This is supposed to be MY moment, you guys! Go back to talking about how wonderful I was!
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Fame! - Songfic by Arista
~*~*~*~
It is mid morning on a solemn Saturday. Family members dressed in gothic colours have gathered along the benches, tissues and warm embraces shared by all. As more and more friends and family members fill the remembrance hall, a familiar Gundam pilot enters unnoticed.
As Chang Wufei takes a seat near the back, the cries become softer as a large royal casket is revealed to the mourners. A stout priest makes his way to the podium near the end of the box, and resting his wrinkly hands to the wood he speaks.
'We come here today to honor and remember Milliardo Peacecraft, known also as Zechs Marquise to many.' Near the front, a distraught Relena sobs loudly as she flops herself into her confidant's arms.
As the memorial continues, music begins to blaze through Wufei's mind. Songs he's long known and many he's recently become interested in make their ways through his mind. One song, one well known yet hidden deep inside the mind of this stone faced pilot, makes its way above the rest, calling Wufei back into a happier place.
As the lyrics repeat themselves over and over to 05, his eyes softly close and he remembers the fun he had that night long ago.
Dressed in a long patent leather trench coat, Wufei moves through flashing lights as he sings into the microphone.
"Baby, look at me, and tell me what you see. You ain't seen the best of me yet. Give me time I'll make you forget the rest. I got more in me, and you can set it free. I can catch the moon in my hand. Don't you know who I am? Remember my name. . ."
As the other four pilots throw their arms into the air and shout the word 'Fame!', the lights move directly to Wufei.
Wufei: I'm gonna live forever. I'm gonna learn how to fly.
Others: High!
W: I feel it comin' together. People will see me and cry.
O: Fame!
W: I'm gonna make it to heaven. Light up the sky like a flame.
O: Fame!
W: I'm gonna live forever. Baby, Remember my name.
O: (As they move around Wufei, throwing their arms up every time they shout) Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember!
As the music continues in Wufei's head, a smile graces his face. Unconsciously, he rises as Relena attempts to sob her carefully orchestrated eulogy, remaining unnoticed until he jumps from his seat into the walkway and dances as the memory of late dances in his head.
W: Baby, hold me tight, 'cause you can make it right. You can shoot me straight to the top. Give me love and take all I got to give. Baby, I'll be tough. Too much is not enough. I can ride your heart till it breaks. Ooh, I got what it takes. . .
O: Fame!
Several people gasp in utter horror as Wufei dances and shouts the words that spin through his mind, but nothing snaps him out of his trance.
W: I'm gonna live forever. I'm gonna learn how to fly.
O: High!
W: I feel it comin' together. People will see me and cry.
O: Fame!
W: I'm gonna make it to heaven. Light up the sky like a flame.
O: Fame!
W: I'm gonna life forever. Baby, remember my name. . .
As Wufei shoves Relena away from the podium and stands upon Milliardo's final destination, the other pilots circle him in his mind, again chanting their lyrics.
O: Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember! Remember!
With the last trail of memory vivid in his mind, Wufei jumps into the air and lands on his knees in front of the casket, his arms in the air, a triumphant smile plastered across his face as he awaits the last note.
Some random young boy at the memorial: LAME!!!
Wufei's eyes snap open in horror, realizing that that was not the correct lyric. As terror fills his mind, he slowly rises to his feet and runs out of the hall, all eyes on him as he leaves, all mouths gaping in confusion and disbelief.
Annoyed, the supposed dead Zechs sits up in his jeweled casket.
Z: This is supposed to be MY moment, you guys! Go back to talking about how wonderful I was!