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Title: Snowstorm
Author: little princess (no capitals in the name!)
Rating: PG for swearing?
Archieve: Please ask first.
Summary: Zechs and Wufei are caught in a small cottage for as long as the snowstorm lasts.

Snowstorm

It was cold outside, cold and white. The snowstorm that had started yesterday early in the morning was still going, covering everything in its wake with the white dust it was bringing down on this part of earth.

Wufei glanced up from his computer and looked outside. He didn't like the snow one bit. It just reminded him of the time before the war, before Meiran even, when his teachers had practically preached about the purity in one's soul, the peace in one's mind and other innocent things he could not touch.

The cottage they were staying in had a bedroom with one bed and a small nightstand. The two preventer agents had decided they'd share the bed, as it was big enough for them to keep their distance. They'd tried to sit on the small couch in the living room, but even that was uncomfortable. Lying down on it would be even worse.

Besides the horrible couch the living room offered the wooden table Wufei was currently working at and four wooden chairs. It also held a fireplace and a TV that was, of course, out of order.

Then there were the small bathroom and the kitchen left. The bathroom just had the wooden tub Merquise was currently using and three towels to dry themselves with and the kitchen had not even a place to cook. They'd rationed the little bit of food they'd found to realise they'd last about three weeks in here.

Merquise was currently in the bathroom. Somehow he'd managed to get enough water warmto take a bath. He'd offered to do the same for Wufei, but the stubborn boy had refused any kind of help. He would find his own way to get a decent bath when he found he needed one. He sniffed the air once. It wasn't as if he smelled that bad yet.

Wufei finally managed to concentrate some, only to be interrupted by some strange sounds. Vocal sounds? His first thought was to yell for Maxwell to shut up, as he knew the American boy loved to sing while when inthe shower. But then he realised it could not possibly be Maxwell, for he was safe and sound and happily at preventer's office annoying the hell out of Yuy right now to get his attention. However, Merquise was present in the bathroom. Could he...?

Wufei listened closely to the singing voice, the patience he never had in the first place growing smaller with each nanosecond that passed.

"Merquise!"

A small pause and a chuckle were all he got before Merquise continued testing his vocals again.

"Shut the hell up, Merquise!" Wufei yelled. "I'm not in the mood for this!"

But again, Merquise carried on his song, ignoring his partner's wishes to work in silence.

"Fine!" Wufei growled. "Continue those vocals and you will choose to spend the rest of the time we are here sleeping on the couch!"

Now there was a decision easily made.

little princess