This is a Gundam Wing Clamp Campus Detactives Crossover with shonanai. Oh and I don't own the cute boys I just use them temperarily.
Yeah! New readers *dances*
Okay some culture notes: Public same sex baths are frequent in Japan and can be a form of community bonding.
Oh and I don't have a bata or time to reread these a dozen times so I appologize for gramer and spelling problems. And I am deciding to reword a few things to make the flow better in my head. If this gives you a problem we can come to a comperimize if you tell me specifically. Thanks.
Chapter 8
~ Time: 1:40 PM~
Suoh was angry with himself as he rushed down the hall to him room. He had left the blueprints for the 7th grade cultural festival in his room. His own delay, he was sure, would give Nokoru a chance to get out of the day's paper work. He had yet to resort to actual begging to get the work done but Kami was he close.
As he opened the door to his room he paused smelling scented candles before seeing a few scattered around the dark front room. The ninja frowned curiously, Wufei would light a candle or two for his meditations in the evening. Well with recent circumstances the blue haired boy could not see the fault in needing a bit more balance to focus. As he came around the couth his face started to slowly turn red.
Stretched comfortably on her back in the flickering candlelight was Amber Story. Long thin arms where curled and relaxed under her head which was tilted down slightly. The Black jacket of her uniform was unbuttoned neatly accented the white blouse. Here her long braid rested like a contented snake between her breasts ending where her blouse parted slightly exposing a triangle of firm pale skin just above the waistband of her skirt. Her farther leg was bent at the knee letting gravity push the skirt up her thigh as the other leg lay strait and relaxed.
Just as Suoh found his voice Amber Story spoke.
~ Time: 1:41 PM~
Dou waited in anticipation when he heard the door open only seconds after he and laid in position. Naturally careful steps came around, he did his best not to smirk as he heard a shark intake of breath. He waited another moment for Wufei to gawk then slowly opened his eyes while saying in a seductive voice, "Welcome home dear Wufei."
But the person standing there awestruck was not the Chinese pilot, so the Deathsyth pilot, terror of the battlefield made a decisive action.
He screamed like a little girl.
~ Time: 1:41 PM~
Wufei was getting a little tired of playing student. He was just retuning form an impromptu appointment with his class counselor. Apparently they were concerned that the victim's friends could develop some paranoid, vengeance complex. The Chinese pilot snorted, being paranoid kept the gundum pilots alive, the need for revenge had become one of their driving factors. Non-combatants would never understand.
As he turned into the hallway that held his room Wufei noticed the door of his room shutting with a soft click. His dark eyes narrowed, no one should be there now. The door didn't look forced. He pulled out the touch pad, it also appeared un-tampered. Well who ever this was was good.
Suddenly a scream penetrated the wood before him. In an instant he had keyed in the code and dashed into the fount room. He froze in a defensive stance taking in the seen before him. Duo was against the end of the couch nearest himself clutching his jacket closed. Suoh was in a defensive stance as well.
"What is going on?" he demanded.
At his words Duo burst out laughing. He was laughing so hard tears were leaking from his eyes. The two martial artistes lowered their stances. Wufei sighed it would be a while before he could get an answer from the giggling maniac. So he turned to his roommate, "Would you care to explain?"
Suoh was slightly red a bowed quickly, "I'm sorry for intruding, now if you'll excuse me." And in a flash he grabbed some thing from his room and left. Making note that the paper looked like blue prints Wufei put out the candles. And a thud behind him said Duo had rolled off the couch. This was going to take a while.
It was fully 2 o'clock and all Wufei could make out of the bubbles of laughter were, "His face," and "he thinks." The Chinese pilot could guess who was the topic of the mirth, but not what Duo was here for or what happened. Just as Duo was leaning to stand again without collapsing in giggles there was a knock on the door.
Wufei answered relieved to find Heero on the other side. Hearing the giggling the perfect soldier lifted an eyebrow. Wufei shrugged, "I retuned to find Suoh and Amber here and I haven't gotten a strait word since."
"Drugs?" Heero asked.
Practical question Wufei thought shaking his head, he had already looked for any signs. "And unless you let him have coffee again some thing of great humor has happened," Wufei said.
As Heero came into the room Duo flopped against him giggling, "You'll never believe it," he sounded out of breath, "Suoh, god that was funny, he thinks," Duo burst into a fresh set of laughter. After a deep breath he continued, "Wufei and I are a thing." That statement took the last of his strength and the braided pilot collapsed yet again.
Heero and Wufei looked at each other confused. What would have given Suoh that kind of impression.
~~ In the high school counsel chambers ~~
Nokoru didn't give the massive stack of papers on his desk a thought as he looked at the five folders on his desk. They were the current files of the only employees that were discovered to be involved with the attack on Kim.
Two were new higher in the monitors section of security. Two others were in the audio section, but with three years behind them. Then the janitor himself. They had very little in common. Ages ranging from 48 to 21, male and female, a variety of nationalities, even their parents went to different schools. The only connection was the resent loss of a love one in the war, and all fighting for OZ. Well there were certainly a great number of people that would fit that description and more where bound to before it would be over. But Nokoru couldn't just fire everyone that had lost someone to the war. There had to be something else.
So that left questioning. Suoh hadn't given him those reports yet. Speaking of his ninja guardian, he looked around, still not back and Akira was in the side kitchen. Nokoru took off like a shot and dove into one of the far cabinets. It was a tight fit and he scraped his knee, but from this vantage point he could she when Suoh left. That would give him at least another hour of no paperwork.
Just then Akira came back in the counsel chambers smiling, "Kaichio I have a recipe for short cake I would like you to try," his smile fell as he looked around, "Kaichio?"
The dark haired detective walked around the room calling for the blond who nearly exposed his hiding place as the small of the shortcakes passed him. It had been a while since lunch.
Just as Akira finished one circuit the main door opened for the blue haired ninja Nokoru loved to play games with.
Suoh reminded himself strictly not to involve himself in the personal lives of others. So what if Amber flirted outrageously with Heero and Wufei? He was probably reading to much into it. Amber might just do that with all close male friends. But she didn't do that with Trowa. Not according to the reports anyway. Though she just might be trying to make Trowa jealous for some reason. She should end up getting hurt if she continued like this. The blue haired detective shook his head vigorously. Spending too much time with Nokoru definitely. Speaking of which.
Suoh looked up to the desk of his charge and sighed. It was empty. He carefully put the blueprints on his charge's desk and received a sympathetic smile from Akira with shortcake. "When did you last see him Akira?" he asked taking a small bite. Time had taught the ninja that chasing his charge in a frazzled state only played into the blond's hands.
"Oh I think it was about 5 minutes ago," the brunet said putting a thoughtful finger to his chin, "I had a little trouble with the cakes sticking."
Five minutes, hmm. "Thank you Akira, and your cakes are delicious as always. I particularly like the bit of nutmeg. It will go particularly well with the pumpkin toping your planning for thanksgiving," as Suoh spoke his eyes traveled the room. Akira would have seen someone coming in through the main doors from the kitchen. Then he remembered a basic lesson of hunting, you can draw out anything with the right kind of bait. But what bait to use.
"Uh Takamura-sempi I really wish I could stay and help, but I just remembered something I need to include for my lesson plan tomorrow," Akira said setting down the plate of small cake squares and was out the door before Suoh could say a word.
The ninja was sure there was more to it, but everyone has their secrets. A mothering boy he had know for nearly 7 years had a right to secrets as well.
Back to the more pressing issue. Suoh took another square of cake and sat on a corner of his desk. Bait, what type of bate? Endangering a woman, while easy and fast is out of the question. Nokoru would never forgive him. Maybe something to do with girls then. The Kaichio never showed more than friendship he was endlessly curious about them. Suoh wasn't sure if the blond could see him or some part of the room so a visual bait was a small possibility. Like a letter or photo.
As he thought something began to itch on his chest. Blinking he noticed that he had smashed part of his cake into a powder and it was allover his jacket. Well shoot. If he remembered right a short cake recipe called for a quantity of butter. Not needing anymore comments by his mother's serving lady about his horrible clothes Suoh took of his jacket and shook it off carefully. Sadly, he found, it was already on his dress shirt. He unbuttoned it and paused, yes he still had an undershirt beneath it but he suddenly felt like some kind of striper. What if someone were to walk in? Decidedly he snatched up his jacket and went the restroom to clean up properly.
As third door of the camber's closed Nokoru fell out of the cabinet fanning himself. His face was flush and his heart rate a little fast. What the heck happed? the blond thought. He had seen Suoh naked before. The three counsel members shared at least one bath a week to just unwind together. A physical attraction couldn't have been the cause right? His gaze landed on the desk where he knew the shortcakes where and got up. He gust needed something to eat that's all right?
~~ TBC ~~~
Yeah! New readers *dances*
Okay some culture notes: Public same sex baths are frequent in Japan and can be a form of community bonding.
Oh and I don't have a bata or time to reread these a dozen times so I appologize for gramer and spelling problems. And I am deciding to reword a few things to make the flow better in my head. If this gives you a problem we can come to a comperimize if you tell me specifically. Thanks.
Chapter 8
~ Time: 1:40 PM~
Suoh was angry with himself as he rushed down the hall to him room. He had left the blueprints for the 7th grade cultural festival in his room. His own delay, he was sure, would give Nokoru a chance to get out of the day's paper work. He had yet to resort to actual begging to get the work done but Kami was he close.
As he opened the door to his room he paused smelling scented candles before seeing a few scattered around the dark front room. The ninja frowned curiously, Wufei would light a candle or two for his meditations in the evening. Well with recent circumstances the blue haired boy could not see the fault in needing a bit more balance to focus. As he came around the couth his face started to slowly turn red.
Stretched comfortably on her back in the flickering candlelight was Amber Story. Long thin arms where curled and relaxed under her head which was tilted down slightly. The Black jacket of her uniform was unbuttoned neatly accented the white blouse. Here her long braid rested like a contented snake between her breasts ending where her blouse parted slightly exposing a triangle of firm pale skin just above the waistband of her skirt. Her farther leg was bent at the knee letting gravity push the skirt up her thigh as the other leg lay strait and relaxed.
Just as Suoh found his voice Amber Story spoke.
~ Time: 1:41 PM~
Dou waited in anticipation when he heard the door open only seconds after he and laid in position. Naturally careful steps came around, he did his best not to smirk as he heard a shark intake of breath. He waited another moment for Wufei to gawk then slowly opened his eyes while saying in a seductive voice, "Welcome home dear Wufei."
But the person standing there awestruck was not the Chinese pilot, so the Deathsyth pilot, terror of the battlefield made a decisive action.
He screamed like a little girl.
~ Time: 1:41 PM~
Wufei was getting a little tired of playing student. He was just retuning form an impromptu appointment with his class counselor. Apparently they were concerned that the victim's friends could develop some paranoid, vengeance complex. The Chinese pilot snorted, being paranoid kept the gundum pilots alive, the need for revenge had become one of their driving factors. Non-combatants would never understand.
As he turned into the hallway that held his room Wufei noticed the door of his room shutting with a soft click. His dark eyes narrowed, no one should be there now. The door didn't look forced. He pulled out the touch pad, it also appeared un-tampered. Well who ever this was was good.
Suddenly a scream penetrated the wood before him. In an instant he had keyed in the code and dashed into the fount room. He froze in a defensive stance taking in the seen before him. Duo was against the end of the couch nearest himself clutching his jacket closed. Suoh was in a defensive stance as well.
"What is going on?" he demanded.
At his words Duo burst out laughing. He was laughing so hard tears were leaking from his eyes. The two martial artistes lowered their stances. Wufei sighed it would be a while before he could get an answer from the giggling maniac. So he turned to his roommate, "Would you care to explain?"
Suoh was slightly red a bowed quickly, "I'm sorry for intruding, now if you'll excuse me." And in a flash he grabbed some thing from his room and left. Making note that the paper looked like blue prints Wufei put out the candles. And a thud behind him said Duo had rolled off the couch. This was going to take a while.
It was fully 2 o'clock and all Wufei could make out of the bubbles of laughter were, "His face," and "he thinks." The Chinese pilot could guess who was the topic of the mirth, but not what Duo was here for or what happened. Just as Duo was leaning to stand again without collapsing in giggles there was a knock on the door.
Wufei answered relieved to find Heero on the other side. Hearing the giggling the perfect soldier lifted an eyebrow. Wufei shrugged, "I retuned to find Suoh and Amber here and I haven't gotten a strait word since."
"Drugs?" Heero asked.
Practical question Wufei thought shaking his head, he had already looked for any signs. "And unless you let him have coffee again some thing of great humor has happened," Wufei said.
As Heero came into the room Duo flopped against him giggling, "You'll never believe it," he sounded out of breath, "Suoh, god that was funny, he thinks," Duo burst into a fresh set of laughter. After a deep breath he continued, "Wufei and I are a thing." That statement took the last of his strength and the braided pilot collapsed yet again.
Heero and Wufei looked at each other confused. What would have given Suoh that kind of impression.
~~ In the high school counsel chambers ~~
Nokoru didn't give the massive stack of papers on his desk a thought as he looked at the five folders on his desk. They were the current files of the only employees that were discovered to be involved with the attack on Kim.
Two were new higher in the monitors section of security. Two others were in the audio section, but with three years behind them. Then the janitor himself. They had very little in common. Ages ranging from 48 to 21, male and female, a variety of nationalities, even their parents went to different schools. The only connection was the resent loss of a love one in the war, and all fighting for OZ. Well there were certainly a great number of people that would fit that description and more where bound to before it would be over. But Nokoru couldn't just fire everyone that had lost someone to the war. There had to be something else.
So that left questioning. Suoh hadn't given him those reports yet. Speaking of his ninja guardian, he looked around, still not back and Akira was in the side kitchen. Nokoru took off like a shot and dove into one of the far cabinets. It was a tight fit and he scraped his knee, but from this vantage point he could she when Suoh left. That would give him at least another hour of no paperwork.
Just then Akira came back in the counsel chambers smiling, "Kaichio I have a recipe for short cake I would like you to try," his smile fell as he looked around, "Kaichio?"
The dark haired detective walked around the room calling for the blond who nearly exposed his hiding place as the small of the shortcakes passed him. It had been a while since lunch.
Just as Akira finished one circuit the main door opened for the blue haired ninja Nokoru loved to play games with.
Suoh reminded himself strictly not to involve himself in the personal lives of others. So what if Amber flirted outrageously with Heero and Wufei? He was probably reading to much into it. Amber might just do that with all close male friends. But she didn't do that with Trowa. Not according to the reports anyway. Though she just might be trying to make Trowa jealous for some reason. She should end up getting hurt if she continued like this. The blue haired detective shook his head vigorously. Spending too much time with Nokoru definitely. Speaking of which.
Suoh looked up to the desk of his charge and sighed. It was empty. He carefully put the blueprints on his charge's desk and received a sympathetic smile from Akira with shortcake. "When did you last see him Akira?" he asked taking a small bite. Time had taught the ninja that chasing his charge in a frazzled state only played into the blond's hands.
"Oh I think it was about 5 minutes ago," the brunet said putting a thoughtful finger to his chin, "I had a little trouble with the cakes sticking."
Five minutes, hmm. "Thank you Akira, and your cakes are delicious as always. I particularly like the bit of nutmeg. It will go particularly well with the pumpkin toping your planning for thanksgiving," as Suoh spoke his eyes traveled the room. Akira would have seen someone coming in through the main doors from the kitchen. Then he remembered a basic lesson of hunting, you can draw out anything with the right kind of bait. But what bait to use.
"Uh Takamura-sempi I really wish I could stay and help, but I just remembered something I need to include for my lesson plan tomorrow," Akira said setting down the plate of small cake squares and was out the door before Suoh could say a word.
The ninja was sure there was more to it, but everyone has their secrets. A mothering boy he had know for nearly 7 years had a right to secrets as well.
Back to the more pressing issue. Suoh took another square of cake and sat on a corner of his desk. Bait, what type of bate? Endangering a woman, while easy and fast is out of the question. Nokoru would never forgive him. Maybe something to do with girls then. The Kaichio never showed more than friendship he was endlessly curious about them. Suoh wasn't sure if the blond could see him or some part of the room so a visual bait was a small possibility. Like a letter or photo.
As he thought something began to itch on his chest. Blinking he noticed that he had smashed part of his cake into a powder and it was allover his jacket. Well shoot. If he remembered right a short cake recipe called for a quantity of butter. Not needing anymore comments by his mother's serving lady about his horrible clothes Suoh took of his jacket and shook it off carefully. Sadly, he found, it was already on his dress shirt. He unbuttoned it and paused, yes he still had an undershirt beneath it but he suddenly felt like some kind of striper. What if someone were to walk in? Decidedly he snatched up his jacket and went the restroom to clean up properly.
As third door of the camber's closed Nokoru fell out of the cabinet fanning himself. His face was flush and his heart rate a little fast. What the heck happed? the blond thought. He had seen Suoh naked before. The three counsel members shared at least one bath a week to just unwind together. A physical attraction couldn't have been the cause right? His gaze landed on the desk where he knew the shortcakes where and got up. He gust needed something to eat that's all right?
~~ TBC ~~~