Gundam Wing

Undercover

Chapter 3

Author's note and disclaimer: I'm falling in love with female Wufei guys, I cannot be stopped. If you're wondering why I haven't updated Trials with the smut chapter, it's because I do not feel comfortable writing it at work. There are eyes everywhere and they like to ask what I'm writing. I can't exactly say "I'm writing the smuttiest smut that anyone has ever read". No. That would get me fired. I do not own Gundam Wing.

Wufei woke up when the car jerked to a stop. It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust and even when he could see clearly he couldn't believe it. He glanced at the clock, checked their surroundings, back to the clock and then at Ayame. It was close to ten, the night was just getting started and here they were at the high school they would infiltrating, four hours early.

"How?"

"How what?" Ayame smiled cheerfully as she jumped out of the car.

"How fast were going?" Wufei followed suit, meeting her at the trunk.

Ayame thought for a moment, "Hm about thirty over the speed limit."

Wufei's nimble fingers massaged the bridge of his nose, "You're not driving anymore." When he glanced up she wasn't there, she was running towards the boarding houses. His phone vibrated in his pocket and he just knew it was Ayame sending him something stupid.

"I'm gonna go get our room key 3"

"She's an idiot." Wufei cursed as he began to pull out their bags full of stuff they probably wouldn't even need. By the time Wufei was done Ayame had returned with a tall boy with sandy hair, green eyes, slender, but built. He looked like he was asleep, judging by the tears developing in his eyes as he yawned.

"Fei this is Kira. He's our building's supervisor." Ayame introduced the two with a happy smile.

Wufei cringed at his name being shortened, but he couldn't really help it if Ayame came up with it on the fly. He smiled meekly and held out his hand for Kira to shake, the tall boy shook it gingerly. "Sorry if my friend woke you."

"It's okay, I needed to stretch my legs anyway." Kira's voice was deep, almost dripping in sweet honey. He peered at Ayame who didn't seem to be phased by the boy, "We weren't expecting you guys until tomorrow."

Wufei glared at Ayame, she didn't shrink away like Duo would have, but instead she stood her ground and just smiled. "It's not a problem though, we have your room set up."

Kira grabbed two of the bags and tossed them over his shoulders, Wufei held the last one underneath his arm while Ayame closed up the car. Wufei judged Kira as he walked behind him, he was stronger than he looked—an athletic type. Ayame strolled next to him, asking him questions about the boarding house they were staying in.

"The Stuteville is a really cool and laid back place. Majority of the kids, including myself, are in the scholarship program. We study a lot, each hall has their own study group." Kira explained.

"What hall are you in?" Wufei noticed the sweet flirting tone in Ayame's question, he wanted to kick her in the knee, but he settled for glaring daggers into the back of her head.

Kira smiled down at Ayame, a smile that would melt anyone's heart, except Ayame didn't seem to get bothered by it. "I'm in your hall, so you're pretty lucky."

"You mentioned you're in on a scholarship?" Wufei asked not really sure if he didn't like Kira talking to Ayame or if he just wanted more information on Kira.

"Yea I got in with a baseball scholarship." Kira replied over his shoulders with a simple smirk. He instructed Ayame to go to the end of the hall and take a right. "You guys are lucky. Your room is the only one down here, nice and secluded. No one really comes down this way unless they want to hook up."

Wufei and Ayame cringed in unison, making Kira laugh. "Don't worry we cleaned up the room, the sheets have been changed and the bathroom bleached."

Ayame opened the door and quickly got of the way as Kira and Wufei set the bags down on one of the beds. "Just a heads up, we get pretty crazy on Relief Day."

"Do I even want to know?" Wufei asked dryly, pulling another chuckle out of Kira.

"It's not as bad as it sounds. Saturday is our day to relax and that generally ends with a party that goes into the wee hours of Sunday morning. The teachers don't have a problem with it because, for one thing, they're not here on the weekends and the Headmaster is away on business."

"So while the parents are away, the kids will play?" Ayame asked as she opened the curtain.

"Yea basically, except there are a few upper classmen that stay sober so they can break up a fight or two…or five. A lot of my buddies can get carried away with their drinking."

"The confidence in this guy is overwhelming." Wufei sarcastically whispered in Ayame's ear. She put her hand to her mouth to stifle her giggling.

"I better get out of here so you guys can unpack and stuff. If you need anything I'll be in the Supervisor Box falling asleep." Kira lazily saluted and quietly closed the door behind him.

Ayame sat on the bed she chose and collapsed against it, "Kira is kind of cute."

Wufei sighed as he unzipped his bag, "Ayame focus. We're here for..." Wufei stopped, remembering that they didn't have a target.

"Exactly." Ayame jumped to her feet and began to unpack her bag.

A thought struck Wufei, "We only need two bags."

"Uh huh."

"So why do we have three?"

"Oh! I completely forgot!" Ayame quickly dug whatever was in bag three and pulled out a paper screen that could easily be put together. "I asked Quatre to buy it. It's a room divider for us, so we can change or study or whatever."

Ayame put it together easily and placed it in the empty space between their beds, unfolding it until it was completely straight. Wufei had to admit that it was a good idea, but he was kind of angry that he didn't come up with it himself. He looked around the room while Ayame stuffed her clothes into her side of the closet. It was a good size for two people. Two beds on opposite side of the room—even with each other—facing the door. Next to the door were their desks, squaring with their beds. There was a window on Wufei's side of the room and the bathroom on her side of the room. He was going to have to get rid of the coffee table that was in the middle of the room, he could see Ayame tripping over it whenever she entered the room.

The bathroom was a lot bigger than they thought, even with the tiny shower. Wufei wouldn't have an issue using it, putting Ayame's plan to waste. There were separate sinks on the same counter, but one medicine cabinet. Ayame called the sink closest to the toilet, Wufei questioned innocently and regretted automatically when Ayame informed him it would be easier for her to grab tampons if they were closer to her.

Within an hour Quatre called, putting them on speaker. "Glad to see Wufei hasn't killed you yet."

"No not yet." Ayame joked glancing at Wufei who robotically put his girl clothes away. "He might though after he recovers."

"Recovers from what?" Quatre asked.

"I sort of broke him with my girl talk." Ayame chuckled as her roommate took off his fake boobs and stashed them away in the back of the closet. "I don't think he knows what he's in for? Oh by the way, Quatre, I've been meaning to ask. Who the hell is our target?"

"Your target? It doesn't tell you in your debriefing packet?" Quatre asked innocently, but Ayame could tell when the blonde pilot was up to something.

"No Quat, it doesn't." She spoke softly, keeping her anger at an even level.

"Maybe it's a miss print. We'll send you a new one." Quatre got off the phone quickly, claiming that Duo was trying to eat the cookies that weren't cool enough yet. Forgetting that they were in the time zone and since it was close to midnight the Shinigami would be in bed by now.

Ayame tossed her phone on the bed and turned to Wufei who shut the closet and fell against his bed. "I think we've been set up Wufei."

Wufei's face was buried in the pillow, but Ayame could still make out his words. "Why do you say that?"

"I don't know. I just have this feeling that Quatre is up to something." Ayame sat on the edge of her bed and propped her head up with her arms on her knees.

Wufei turned his head to stare at the girl, she looked genuinely worried about the possibility of this fake mission. "Quatre is always up to something, Ayame. Go to bed."

"Can't."

"Why not?" Wufei sighed as he pulled his hair out of the very messy bun it had become, falling flat against his neck and shoulders.

"Because it's only been two days since that last time I slept." Her weak smile alerted Wufei.

"What will you do for…twelve hours?" Wufei asked.

"The same thing I do every night that I don't sleep, Wufei. Try to take over the world." Ayame joked.

Wufei loudly groaned, knowing the reference she was using. It was from a stupid cartoon about talking rats that Duo loved to watch and no one really understood why. "Can you please not be Duo, right now?"

"You're cute with your hair down." Ayame snickered, poking fun at Wufei.

Wufei groaned loudly again, turned his back to her and covered the blanket over his head.

Author's note: I'm gonna stop there before Ayame starts a pillow fight with Wufei and lose. Please review! Also Pinky and the Brain ftw!