Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Beat of Destiny and Other Drabble Shorts ❯ It Came From the Garage 1x2x5 ( Chapter 7 )

Title: It Came From The Garage
Written forbeat_of_destiny
Theme + Number: Foul Stench #74 Dinner Party #48
Genres: general
Warnings: language, gross stuff! Not for the faint of stomach people!
Characters/Pairings: 1x2x5
Word Count: 1041
Rating: R
Thanks to Steph for beta reading for me very quickly!
Summary: It's the day of their 1st anniversary, but everyone is turning up sick!


I knew something was wrong before I even accepted the call on the vid-phone. Call it intuition or just plain dumb Murphy's Law; something was bound to happen today. I left both of my lovers in bed this morning; both with sleepy grins on their faces while I went into the office just for a few hours. Loose ends needed to be tied up before the weekend started.

Wufei and I have been planning a dinner party to coincide with our first anniversary, leaving Duo in the dark. I'm sure he'll love the surprise that will be waiting for him tonight when he gets back from work.

The face that greeted me wasn't at all what I was expecting. My dark haired lover looked sick, literally green around the gills. I've never seen Wufei sick in the entire five years that I've known him.

Damn it, not today!

"Wufei? What's the matter?"

"We're going to have to cancel the dinner party tonight, Heero…" Wufei's thought was cut off with a lurch of his stomach; his hand being thrown over his mouth before disappearing from the vid screen all together.

"Shit! Wufei are you all right?" I should have taken the retching sounds in the background as my answer.

"Fei, if you can hear me, I'm on my way home. Lie down in the bedroom until I get there." I ended the call quickly, picking up my briefcase and jacket on the way out the door.


As I pull into the driveway, I find Duo's motorcycle still in the same place I saw it last when I left this morning. Wufei's jeep didn't seem to be moved either. This didn't set my mind at ease as I slammed the car shut and walked quickly to the front door.

Before I could even put the key in the lock, the foulest stench I have ever smelled assailed me.

"What the hell?" I muttered bringing my jacket up against my face, hoping it would atleast filter some of the putrid smell. How wrong I was. My stomach started to pitch and roll, my eyes watering severely. My hands fumble with the lock and knob, finally pushing the door open wide as I run to the nearest place I can safely allow myself to be sick, namely the kitchen trashcan.

After violently losing my light lunch, I wipe my mouth with a dishtowel I found thrown carelessly on the counter. I can still smell it lingering within the house somewhere. I keep the towel with me as I make my way through the house looking for my lovers.

I find Wufei first, lying on the cool tile of the bathroom floor. His hair has come loose from the tie and is sticking to his sweaty forehead.

"Hey," I kneel down next to him. "How are you feeling?" His dark eyes open, blinking up at me in his misery.

"You don't look too hot, yourself." He says before closing his eyes again.

"No one would with that disgusting smell. Do you know what it is?" He shakes his head, groaning slightly.

"No clue. Duo got sick first this morning. He was only gone for a minute before he came back in and headed straight for the bathroom."

"Didn't even make it to his bike, eh?" I chuckle a little, running my fingers through his hair.

"Whatever it is, that shit that's reeking is in the garage. I went to close the door and I was hit by it. Smells like rotting flesh." I can hear his stomach bubbling as he recites.

"All right, let's get you into bed. and I'll go check it out." He nods weakly to me as I help him up and down the hallway to our bedroom where I find Duo sprawled across the bed, his head hanging over the edge in the wastebasket.

I sigh knowing I'll have to cancel the dinner party that we've worked really hard on while trying to keep it a secret from Duo. It's going to take hours of phone calls.

With the towel still clenched in my hand, I raise it to my face in a makeshift gasmask and enter the garage. The garage is a collection of motorcycle parts in various stages of rebuild, our bicycles and miscellaneous junk we've collected. The smell is so rancid I'm not sure if I should still seek it out or run for the hills while I'm still able to. That's when I notice how hot it is, the familiar buzzing of fly wings that beat fast. Thousands of flies clinging to the walls and windows making it look as if they were alive.

"Fuck." I hiss, muffled by the towel that is now not helping me at all. I grab a hold of the tarp that is thrown on the floor lifting it swiftly out of my way when I feel it snag on something.

"Shit, I hate this crap." I rip harder, the tarp giving way and the carcass of a large rodent falls out along with more flies and maggots.

I don't remember getting back in the house, but I found myself on the cool bathroom tile with someone washing my face with a cool cloth.

"You okay, Heero?" It's Wufei's voice that meets my ears.

"Ugh, no…what time is it?"

"Six o'clock." I start at the time, trying to pull myself up. I still have people to call; I can't have them walking into this…this mess!

"Don't worry," He says, stroking my hair out of my eyes. "I've taken care of it. We're meeting everyone down at the beach. While we're there, I have a cleaning service of sorts coming to clean up the 'mess' in the garage."

"You saw it?"

"Yeah. The thing probably snuck in the garage while Duo had it open and it got stuck and finally met his death." I shiver at the thought.

"I'm sorry this isn't the best anniversary. I just wish…"

"Shhh…" He hushes me with his calming voice. "Don't worry about that, let's worry about getting Duo up and ready in the next hour."

"That will take a miracle." I snort.

"So will airing out this stench. Nataku help us!"