Title: His scent
Author: FireKat
Pairing: Wufei thinking of someone ^_~
Rating: G
Word Count: 500
Warnings: 'fei being a bit ooc?
Fluffy ^^
Written for the gw500- challenge: the word 'strawberry'
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Wufei eyed the closed door. He had just left on a mission, but he could still smell his sent when walking by. Black eyes focused on the door and hoped the occupant was alright. Frowning in thought he moved down the hallway.
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Two days had gone by. He couldn't smell it anymore when he walked by. He had tried standing outside and breathing deeply, but still no trace. Stealthily he crept down the hallway and opened the door. Inhaling deeply, he sighed in appreciation. The room still smelled of him.
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Three more days and even the room lost his sent. Wufei didn't want to admit it, but he missed him. Sighing, he crept to his bed and sniffed the pillow. He smiled. It still smelled of him.
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A whole week passed and even Heero was starting to notice a certain Chinese boy was more subdued than usual.
Quatre had said that he missed him, but Heero had a hard time believing that. Wufei had never shown any of them more than indifference. But Quatre continued to insist. He even tried to enlist Heero to help him cheer their comrade up.
The Japanese pilot had refused. But he kept his eye on Wufei anyway.
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"Wu.." Quatre paused as he pushed open the door. Was Wufei really sniffing a pillow? "..Fei?
Black eyes glared. "What do you want Winner?" Quatre continued to stare. "And what happened to your manners?!"
The blond flushed. "I-I'm sorry Wufei! I didn't mean to be rude. I just thought you might like to.. talk?"
The Asian boy stiffened. "Talk about what?"
Quatre shuffled his feet. "I don't know. I thought that you'd been in your room an awful lot lately. Do you want to watch a movie? Or play a game?"
He snorted disdainfully. "No."
"Oh.. ok. Then I'll go." Quatre walked out the door, shutting it behind him. Standing outside he stomped angrily. He knew that Wufei didn't want to stay holed up in his room. He could feel it. But with out him here, the stubborn boy would not interact with anyone.
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Five days after that, even the pillow lost its sent. Wufei was becoming more surly by the day. Lack of missions, or even household chores was getting to him.
Sneaking into the bathroom, he rooted around in the back of the cupboard. His hand encountered a bottle at the very back. Triumphantly he pulled it out and took it back to his room. Snapping open the cap he inhaled deeply.
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Sitting at the table the next morning Wufei thought he could hear him around the house. Inhaling, he caught a whiff of that wonderful smell. Sighing he glanced at the counter. Quatre was making pancakes. He must have gotten some strawberries to put on top. That's where the smell is coming from. It couldn't be that he was back.
Just then someone entered the room. "Ok where the hell is my shampoo!" Duo asked in a rage. Secretly Wufei smiled. He was back.
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