Chapter Three – Marriage Divine

Wufei groaned as he came too. He had a slight pounding in his head and his body felt slightly weak. This machine better have worked or I'm going to…Wufei grumbled to himself. He opened his eyes and carefully pushed himself to a sitting position to survey his surroundings. He was in a bed but the mattress was on the floor. The room was decorated in traditional Chinese décor and Wufei couldn't help but smile. The room was very similar to the temple where Wufei used to study. In the corner was a small table with two large cushions, one blue and one red, with gold trim. The table had fresh Peony flowers on them in a small white vase and their fragrance was filling the room. Wufei smiled, they were his favorite.

He sound of foot steps down the hall alerted his attention and he turned to the sliding door. It carefully slid open and a small face peeked through the crack. Wufei felt his breath catch in his throat as the door opened the rest of the way. In the doorway was a short woman with jet black hair that fell around her face to her shoulders and shining brown eyes. She was wearing a maroon dragon robe, traditional of Wufei's clan, and she was carrying a tray of tea and some soup that Wufei couldn't see.

"Meiran…" He breathed.

She approached slowly and set the tray on the floor next to the bed before sitting on her knees before him.

"Are you alright?" She asked.

Wufei blinked, confused.

"I was worried…" She continued. "When you didn't get up before me…I thought you might be ill."

Wufei smirked and couldn't resist the chuckle. It seemed that in this reality, Meiran had lost some of her arrogance. He smiled at her and bowed his head.

"I am fine."

She smiled and nodded. "I'm glad." She moved closer and sat on the bed. "Is there any reason why you haven't left for work already?"

Wufei could hardly tear his eyes away from her. The years had been good to her. The last time he had seen her she was still a troublesome thirteen-year-old who had yet to develop. She was beautiful now, with a very curvaceous body that Wufei found hard to resist. He reached forward and stroked her cheek softly.

"I only wanted to spend time with you." He said softly.

She smiled and blushed slightly. "But work…won't you be late?"

Wufei chuckled and pulled her to him on the bed. "Work can wait." He husked and pushed her down onto the bed amidst her giggles.

He wasn't sure what had come over him, but suddenly he wanted nothing more than to have her in his arms. Almost as if it could all disappear in an instant and he had to take advantage of it while it was still real. The feeling of his lips on her skin sent fires through his body and an old familiar feeling washed over him. His love for her had never truly disappeared and now it was renewed stronger than ever. He wanted nothing more than to show her what lay in his heart; to tell her how much he loved her and how much he had missed her. He wanted to hold her tight and never let her slip away again.

She smiled and looked up into his eyes. "Wufei, you're acting…different." She said and pushed herself up onto her elbows. "Did something happen last night while I was asleep?" She asked, an unmistakable sound of hope in her voice.

Wufei smiled, holding her closer. "I only realized how much I love you." He said and leaned in to her.

She smiled and accepted his embrace more than willingly. After another few moments, she pushed him back and giggled. "Wufei, I love you more than the sun loves the earth." She sat up. "But if you are late the elders will be very upset."

Wufei chuckled and nodded. "I suppose so." He let her up and kissed her lips softly. "I will try and be home quickly so that we may continue this." He whispered in her ear.

She blushed and nodded, a small smile curling her lips. She kissed his cheek and left the room. Wufei watched the empty door until he could no longer hear her footsteps. He let out a heavy sigh and stood up. To be able to be with Meiran again…to touch her…taste her…it was almost too much for his senses and he suddenly found himself hoping that Howard never turned the machine off.

He moved soundlessly around the small room, exploring. Several pictures were displayed on the walls, most were of himself and Meiran, but there were a few of others. One in particular caught his eye. It was of a small group, around seven or eight people, himself in the middle standing next to Meiran. He looked younger, around 15 maybe 16.

Hmm, that must have been around the time of the war…he thought. He looked closer and tried to pick out faces. Meiran was obvious. She stood in the center with her short pigtails or black hair, wearing a flight uniform. On her left stood Wufei, wearing his traditional white kung fu uniform; and on her right was a tall woman with dirty-blond hair. Wufei chuckled.

I suppose Sally and I truly were meant to be friends…

Most of the others were strangers too him but there were three that he could not mistake. The faces of Duo, Trowa and Quatre were surrounding them, all with bright smiles on their faces. The sight was somewhat unnerving. He had often seen Quatre and Duo smile, but Trowa…He seemed genuinely happy in the picture. But…where was Heero? Did he not make the cut as a Gundam Pilot in this world? How could that be? Heero was the "Perfect Soldier".

Perhaps he's not in this world. Wufei thought. He moved around the room and looked at other photos. There was one of he and Meiran on their wedding day. He laughed, remembering. She refused to wear her hair in the traditional fashion, and only wore her mothers dress out of respect. At the time, Wufei had thought she was being ridicules, but now he found her amusing. But where were his children? He found no pictures of children on any of the walls or tables.

Maybe we keep the pictures elsewhere…Wufei thought. He wandered over to a dresser and opened it. Inside were many robes, robes that he recognized as the robes of the elders in the temple.

I…work in the temple? He thought. It made sense. He had been planning on doing that during the war, and since Meiran never died…perhaps she became the pilot of Shenlong and he never fought in the war. He frowned. Never fought in the war. He wasn't sure if he liked the sound of that or not. But he was with Meiran, and that was all that mattered. He turned to face, what appeared to be, the most current picture of the two of them and smiled.

"That's all that matters." He whispered.

Well, there's Wufei's beginning. I hope everyone is enjoying the story and I just wanted to thank all of my reviewers for their support. I really appreciate it! Anyway, I'll try to get the next chapter up soon. Thanks again! Happy Reading!