Gundam Wing

Undercover

Author's note and disclaimer: I'm just gonna roll with it and decide if there's going to actually be a mission or not. This could just be a giant, well thought out prank. I do not own Gundam Wing.

Chapter Two

They were silent on the road, the music was barely audible thanks to the wind brushing pass their opened windows. Wufei decided to let Ayame have control of the music, but insisted that it shouldn't be loud enough to deafen him. Ayame took out their debriefing folder again, her brow furrowed at the typing, none of it making sense. Wufei could tell that she was frustrated by the way she played with the ends of one of her loose strands of hair.

"What is it?" He rolled up the windows and turned on the AC, wanting to hear everything clearly.

"We don't have a target." Ayame said, "There's details about the high school we're infiltrating, room assignment, our class schedules, which by the way we're in the same classes, the city we're staying in, but the information about who we're targeting isn't here."

"Maybe we're just gathering intelligence?" Wufei questioned.

"From civilian high school students?" Ayame asked sarcastically, she put her feet up on the dash.

"Heero is doing a background checks on everyone there, we should have something by tomorrow and get your feet off the dash." He scolded her, slapping her knee. She glared at him as she put her foot down one at a time.

"Because you're going as a girl." She snickered, "You'll probably have to bathe at the same time the rest of us girls do, but I have a plan around that."

"Can't wait to hear it." Wufei's voice was stale as he swiftly moved to the lane he needed to exit.

"The schedule to take a bath, for girls, is between seven and nine, but dinner is at six. You can take a bath then and I can go with you to make sure no one discovers that you're actually a boy. I can get Quatre to buy us a mini fridge for food so we don't starve."

Wufei raised his eyebrows, amazed that she thought that far in advance. "Won't the other students wonder why we're not at dinner?"

"We'll just tell them that we were busy at the library or something." Ayame waved off the question. "This isn't my first time doing this Wufei."

"What do you mean?"

"Try juggling being an international terrorist and a high school student at the same time. It's not as easy as it sounds…unless you're Heero. But he's not human." Ayame saw the small smile Wufei cracked and she automatically perked up in her seat, poking his cheek. "Is that a smile Wufei, did I make you smile?"

His face changed back to being stoic, "Do you need to have the same no touching talk I had with Duo?"

Ayame poked his cheek again, sticking her tongue out. "You're gonna have to get used to it Wufei, we're stuck together."

He rolled his eyes and pushed her hand away. "Are you hungry?"

"Nope."

Wufei glanced at Ayame with shocked eyes, "How are you not hungry? The last time we ate was breakfast and that was seven hours ago."

"I can go a long time without eating or sleeping. It's how I was trained." Ayame sunk back into her seat.

"How long can you go without either?" Wufei was interested because he never noticed Ayame's eating and sleeping patterns before now.

"I can go three days without sleeping and two days without eating. If I eat now, I'll get sick." Ayame replied.

"Why would they do that to you?"

"I have no clue, I wish I could ask my teacher, but she died before I really had the chance to have a normal conversation with her. We were always training, she was grooming me to become the most fearless leader the Northern Rebel Group had ever seen." Wufei couldn't help, but notice the hint of sadness in her voice. But what was it towards? The death of her teacher or the childhood she was denied?

Wufei pulled into a fast food parking lot, he was starving and needed something to get him through the night.

"I can drive." Ayame offered happily.

"No, you'll get us lost."

She rolled her eyes, "Why, because I'm a girl?"

"No because your sense of direction is terrible." Wufei spoke softly spoke with the girl behind the counter, trying his best to sound like a girl. So far no one seemed to notice that he was a boy, which was a good sign. He ordered his food and decided to throw in an extra thing of fries and tea for Ayame. She objected, but when Wufei turned towards her he gave her a warning glare she accepted the food.

She barely touched her fries before giving Wufei the rest. He wasn't exactly happy that she didn't eat what he wanted her to, but he understood that he couldn't break her habit. They walked around the lot for a while, stretching their legs before getting back in the car for another four hours.

Back in the car they didn't talk, Ayame turned off the radio completely. Her head rested against the window, her legs were crossed underneath her. Wufei was starting to worry about her, Ayame was never quiet. She would have occupied herself with singing along to a song or talking about the mission. He watched her from the corner of his eye, she wasn't falling asleep—she was staring out into space. Maybe she wasn't lying about getting sick if she didn't follow her plan.

"Do I need to pull over?" Wufei asked weakly, suddenly feeling guilty that he made her eat.

"No I'm good." Her voice was gently. She straightened herself out, unfolding her legs. "I'm just bored. I should have brought a book or something."

Wufei almost let out a single laugh, she must have been truly desperate to entertain herself if she wanted to read a book. Wufei pulled over to the side, causing her to sit up in an alert state.

"What's wrong? Are we being followed?" She asked quickly.

Wufei shook his head, "No. I just changed my mind."

"From what to what?"

"You can drive, I'm tired. But if you get us lost I swear to god I will…" Ayame jumped out of the car and rushed to his side of the car. When he opened the door she was beaming brightly at him.

"I solemnly swear I won't get us lost or I will let you torture me until I'm dead." Ayame promised as Wufei stepped out of the car. Ayame was ready to go by the time Wufei opened the passenger side door and because of her eagerness he was already regretting letting her get behind the wheel.

In truth, he wasn't even tired, but he didn't know what else to do with Ayame's mood changing so suddenly. He read the mission plans over and over until his eyes began to fail him. The last thing he wanted to do was fall asleep, just in case Ayame did get them lost. But eventually, the vibration of the car and Ayame's sweet humming lulled him to sleep.

Author's note: Yea I think this mission is just gonna be prank to get them to admit their feelings and stuff. Please Reivew!