Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful Life ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 9 )

Disclaimer : I do not own the GW characters but I do own the OCs.

Author's Note: Beta'd by lass 48 (^_^)

 

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Beautiful Life

 

Chapter 8

 

 

Quatre gasped out in surprised and took a step backward when he saw Heero throw a punch with a sickening sound at the man above him.

 

Gary rolled to Heero's left side, dead to the world from the impact of Heero's punch and his right eye started sporting black and blue. Heero quickly stood up, nails digging into his palms with his fisted hands by his sides trembling slightly with barely suppressed rage. He glared angrily at the prone man.

 

"Heero! You shouldn't punch Dr. Gary!" Quatre exclaimed.

 

Heero turned his glare from the prone man to Quatre's face. "Then, what do you expect me to do? Kiss him?"

 

Duo snickered openly. "Man, couldn't miss that for the world to see Hee-chan kissing a poor soul."

 

Heero turned his glare on Duo and growled audibly. Duo just grinned back at him.

 

Quatre flushed slightly from the mental image and said, "W... well, at least you could shove him away or something but still you had no right to punch a doctor."

 

Heero turned to glare back at Quatre. Trowa moved to his lover's back to stand solid, silently giving his support and putting on his glare to rival Heero's. He would never allow anybody to intimidate his little one or they would pray to God there was a tomorrow. Cobalt blue eyes clashed with emerald green eyes. Trowa raised his chin slightly as if he dared him to talk back to his lover. Heero dropped his glare a few degrees colder as if to say that no one could beat him, the Perfect Soldier and that made Trowa intensify his glare more with his only visible eye as if to say he was willing to challenge his own mercenary skill with Heero's soldier skill. If you wore a microscope, you could see the blue and green current clash in the middle of the air sparkling brightly.

 

Quatre turned his head to and fro between Heero and Trowa as he watched them having their own silent war. He tried to interpret their 'talk' but had no clue. Finally, he sighed in annoyance as he gave up and he silently grumbled to himself something about lack of the genetic ability to talk when their mothers were carrying them as he turned to enter the house leaving them behind to themselves.

 

Duo, who was crouching on his toes poking at the prone man's blacked eye curiously with his index finger looked up just in time to see Quatre step over the threshold. "Hey, Q! Wait for me!" Duo leaped over the prone man's body and rushed to follow Quatre.

 

When Duo vanished into the house, Trowa raised his visible eyebrow at Heero.

 

Heero crossed his arms as he continued his patented glare, daring him to order him to do something against his will.

 

Trowa's visible eye narrowed in a way as if to say like he would give a damn what he didn't do. After that, he casually walked over the threshold with Heero's laser glare trying to make a hole in the back of his head.

 

Once Trowa was out of sight, Heero turned his glare to the prone man beside him, who was still dead to the world, in annoyance. He uncrossed his arms and brusquely grasped a hold of one of the man's hands and started to drag his sorry ass back into the house. Heero pretended he did not hear the sound of the unconscious man's head hitting the sill of the doorway.

 

 

* * * * * *

 

 

Fei was rudely jolted awake when he heard Gary's cries and then something landed heavily on the wooden floor. Then, he dimly heard someone arguing. His mind quickly came to the conclusion there were intruders and feared that something must have happened to Gary. Hastily, he pushed the quilt away from his body and crawled to the edge of the bed, trying to reach for his wheelchair but during his hasty attempt, he lost his balance and fell on the floor.

 

Quatre was just done with putting the packages on top of the dining table when he heard the sound of a crash and yelp from behind him. He turned around in a hurry to see what had happened but instead, he saw only Duo standing in the middle of the room with Trowa nearby and Heero dragging the dead looking man halfway onto the long couch. They were looking at a room before them with the door ajar.

 

"Wufei..." Duo spoke before he headed to the room with Trowa close on his heels followed by Quatre while Heero roughly pulled up the dead body like a rag doll and dumped him none too gently on the couch before he joined the others. They saw Wufei lying on his side on the floor and just a few inches away his wheelchair had fallen on its side with the other wheel spinning idly in the air. "Wufei!" Duo gasped. Eyes widened with worry he quickly rushed to his side.

 

Fei whimpered in pain from where his left elbow took a hit on the floor. His mind barely registered that someone was in his room. He gasped when somebody tried to grasp him on his shoulders and in his panic he tried to fight the offending hands away.

 

"Let me go!" Fei shouted. "Gary!" He continued to struggle while his body laid immobile.

 

"Wufei, calm down. It's me, Duo!" Duo knelt beside the struggling man trying to get to him. His heart clenched at the sight of Wufei in such a helpless state.

 

Trowa righted the wheelchair and pulled it aside away from Duo and Wufei before they could hurt themselves.

 

"Wufei, please stop before you hurt yourself." Quatre stood behind Duo trying to talk some sense into him. "Nobody's going to hurt you. We are your friends." Quatre choked out a sob at the scene before him. Both hands on his chest where his heart was beating. His space heart filled with sadness, pain and fear.

 

"Unhand me! Unhand me!" Fei was well on his way to hysteria as he kept struggling. A tear escaped from his eye and rolled down his face.

 

"Wufei, please. Don't do this to me." Duo begged as he tried to hold back his tears.

 

"Unhand me! Unhand me! Gary!" Fei cried out. Tears rolled down unchecked.

 

Duo could take no more. Ignoring the still struggling hands, he grasped at the collar of the pajamas, pulling him close to his body and embraced him hard. He pressed his cheek on Wufei's head. He ignored the beating and pulling hands on his back.

 

"Fei, love. Please come back. Nobody's going to hurt you." Duo whispered in his tiny shell like ear. "I missed you... my Fei-Fei."

 

Fei suddenly stopped struggling. His eyes widened as he sucked in a lungful of air.

 

// "Fei? Fei-Fei? Fei-cake? Fei-man? Fei-love? Fei-bean? Fei-dude?" A young braided boy was shifting from foot to foot right in front of a black haired boy trying to grasp his attention and successfully disturbing the boy from reading in peace on the comfy couch.

 

They were in some kind of big living room. The background was quite blurred but he couldmake out the big French doorsbehind the young braided boy.

 

"That's it! What do you want and STOP MANGLING my name. The name is Wufei. WUFEI you hear me?" The black haired boy closed his book hard feeling irritated and glared at the boy before him.

 

"Finally! You with your book affair around the clock are a no-no to your health, Fei-buddy." The young braided boy moved his index finger in the air disapprovingly. "You need to come out from the closet once in a while before you areonlyfit to send to an asylum. You are just as bad as Hee-chan with his lap top affair."

 

"What's wrong with me and my book?! At least I'm doing something constructiveratherthan you wasting your time by bothering people!"

 

"Well, you can't say that I'm wasting my time. I'm also doing something constructive all the time.” The braided boy tapped his chin with his forefinger in a very thoughtful manner. “I'm just merely experiencing and observing the human factor of what level irritation could they reach before there isany response from them." He grinned at the black haired man.

 

"And unfortunately I happened to be one of your test subjects."

 

"Yup! You are quite an interesting subject I should say, Fei-Fei." When he got no response, he looked at his subject. "Oh-oh. I'm so dead." He gulped. He slowly backedaway from the subject as smoke wasslowly coming out from the top of his head. "Ah… anyway, I'm done for today. I just rememberedI've got something to do today. See ya, Fei-man!" With that, he grabbed his braidand ran leaving a trail of dust in his wake.

 

"MAXWELL! Your ass is MINE!" Windows could be heard rattling. //

 

"Max...well." Fei whispered shakily before his whole body went limp.

 

Duo blinked his eyes open. He thought he heard his name spilled from the man's mouth he was so fond of. Then, he realized that the person within his embrace had stopped struggling. "Fei?" He called out softly but he got no response. He pulled him away just enough for him to look at the man's face he was holding. He was out cold. "Fei!" He choked. He did not even realize that he had shifted back to his old self by calling him by his nickname.

 

Quatre, Trowa and Heero all the while just watched the scene playing out before them. They did not even blink their eyes once. For as long as they had lived, they had never seen their comrade, the proud warrior of colony L5, a stoic Chang Wufei crying and helpless. They saw their Wufei had started to get hysterical. They knew they should do something but the shock was still running in their systems keeping them rooted to the spot. They all gave a collective gasp when they heard the soft word come from his mouth. They could not believe their ears. When Duo shouted calling out for Wufei only then did they snap back to earth and they blinked at the same time out of their stupor.

 

"Duo! Stop shaking him. You are hurting him!" Quatre moved to kneel beside Duo to take a better look and check on the now unconscious Wufei.

 

"Quatre, did you hear that? I thought he said my name." He said through the lump in his throat. He didn't dare say it loud afraid he would break the spell and find out that it was just a dream. Two big fat tears rolled down his face as he could no longer hold them in.

 

Quatre blinked at Duo. "Y...yes. I think so." Quatre also afraid that he had heard it wrong but when Duo asked him about it, he was now convinced that his ears were clear and he did hear it correctly.

 

Duo not satisfied with Quatre's answer asked Trowa without turning his head. Eyes still fixed on his Fei's face. "Trowa? Heero?"

 

"Ah..."

 

"Hn..."

 

"C'mon, let's put him to bed. He's only fainted." Quatre advised after he had checked Wufei.

 

"Hn." Duo nodded. He was practically beaming as it was. Gently, he cradled Wufei in his arms and put him on the bed. Then, he stretched himself on his side beside Wufei, not willing to move away and gently brushed the bangs away from the slumbering man's forehead. His eyes never left Wufei's face.

 

"I'm going to get the breakfast ready... and check up on Dr. Gary." Quatre offered, not willing to disturb Duo's moment. Quatre knew where his affections lay many years ago but he just kept quiet and the nature take its course but he had never expected the disappearance of Wufei and now this brand new Wufei. His eyes lingered on them for a few more moments before he turned to leave the room. In his heart, he prayed to Allah that everything would be fine. Trowa came next followed by a very reluctant Heero with Trowa tugging on his upper arm. Heero closed the door with a soft click leaving the room in semi darkness.

 

On the couch in the living room...

 

"My Knight... don't leave me..." Pathetic whimpers filled the air.

 

 

* * * * * *

 

 

The business at My Coffee House was quite slow that morning what with a particular Captain Fei's absence. There were a few patrons sitting at the counter either having their fixes or eating. The bells chimed once in a while to admit or release clients through the main door.

 

"Your fix sucks." A middle aged man grimaced as he took a sip of his coffee and stared at the black liquid he was holding.

 

"Dude, you have been saying that like for the tenth time already. Don't you have any more words in your vocabulary?" Alex complained. Since the shop's beloved Captain Fei was absent, he was in charge making the fix. Though he had tried to learn from their Captain he just couldn't get it right.

 

"Your fix sucks." The man said as he took his eleventh sip.

 

"Grrr, I give up." Alex raised his hands in surrender.

 

"Stop dawdlin' and get your ass in gear *smack*. One Darjeelin' coffee fer table number 5 *smack*." Jenny walked over and slapped down her notebook on top of the counter before she leaned on it, busily chewing her gum and smacking noisily.

 

"I'm not dawdling and stop commenting about my ass." Alex grumbled as his hands started to prepare the order that was given to him.

 

"*smack*" Jenny raised one of her eyebrows at him.

 

Alex blew a raspberry at her.

 

"Your fix sucks."

 

Jenny raised her other eyebrows and stare at the middle aged man who sat beside her.

 

Alex groaned in despair at the middle aged man before him. "Twelfth."

 

"Two Captain Fei Specialties!" A male voice shouted as the main door chimed to admit a young man and a lady.

 

"Sorry, Captain Fei is not on the menu today." Alex announced. He gave the cup of coffee he has just done to Jenny. "Darjeeling coffee." Jenny got the cup and went to her client.

 

The young man gasped in shock. "You've got to be kidding me! Has somebody finally gotten their hand to your exotic Fei? Tell me *sniff* I can take it *sniff*" He hurried to the counter to stand where Jenny had just been with his girlfriend in tow. He wiped away an imaginary tear from his eye with his index finger.

 

“Christopher Falcon! I thought you were straight!” His girlfriend punched him hard on his arm.

 

“Ow… can't you let a man have his fun once in a while?” Christopher winced as he tenderly rubbed his abused arm.

 

“Believe me, Brenda. He only chases those wearing skirts. Unless you managed to make Fei wear one.” Alex snorted to his old friends.

 

“Oh, that would be priceless.” Brenda chuckled. “He's beautiful enough as he is right now what with exotic, smooth tan skin, slanted eyes and black silky hair…” Her eyes were starry as she sighed dreamily.

 

“If you let him hear you say all that my love, may God bless you.” Christopher said to her with a straight face.

 

“Why, you heartless bastard.” Brenda pretended to be miffed. She then stuck up her nose and turned away with a, “Hm!”

 

“Man, get on stage or something. Both of your talents are just gonna get wasted here.” Alex chortled.

 

“You know Twinkle? *smack* You might have the talent to be on stage too.” Jenny joined them after delivering the order. “Since your hair is dyed red. How about you be a rooster? *smack*” Jenny suggested as she shrugged and tilted her head a bit to the side.

 

Brenda giggled behind her hand.

 

“Why, you witch.” Alex glared at her. Jenny just smirked.

 

“Twinkle?” Christopher raised his eyebrows. “But Jenny, I don't see any blink-blink on top of his head. Alex, ain't your pea brain grown yet after all these years?”

 

“Oh, has Little Kitty licked you the wrong way this morning and that's why you are being so sarcastic to me this morning eh, Kitty-Boy?” Alex smirked at him.

 

Both Christopher and Brenda blushed brightly at the used of their old nicknames.

 

The sounds of a man clearing his throat caught their attention. “Uh, excuse me. I thought I heard you mention an exotic man with the name of Fei. Is he an Asian?”

 

They all looked at the man who sat right next to…

 

“Your fix sucks.”

 

“Thirteenth.” Alex mumbled under his breath.

 

The man had a soldier's haircut and was silver colored. There was a long horizontal scar beneath his right eye. He was wearing a white shirt and black leather jacket. There was a dog tag worn around his neck.

 

“Uh… yeah.” Alex answered hesitantly.

 

“Does he have shoulder length hair and looked like a Chinese?” The man asked again.

 

“Do you know him?” Alex asked with doubts.

 

“Yes, and I hope he is who you mentioned because I do have a friend I had lost contact with some two years ago and the name you mentioned is similar to my friend's name.”

 

Alex sighed in relief. Doubts dissolved in the air, he smiled at the man. “Well, I'm glad to see one of Fei's friends today. Truth be told, Fei had met with an accident two years ago and has amnesia. He's in a wheelchair now. We had no idea who he was except for his short name.”

 

“Oh, I'm glad I came here. I have finally found my missing friend. Could you please give me his current address so I could look for him?”

 

“It's simple. It's just a five minutes walk from here heading south. Near the beach, there are a few chalets. The second one would be his. He's currently staying with Dr. Gary.” Alex offered.

 

“Thank you so much. I appreciate it and thanks for your hospitality.” The man stood up and walked away from the shop.

 

“Was it wise to tell him?” Christopher asked.

 

“Why not? There's finally someone who knows Fei and he might be able to help him recuperate.” Alex protested.

 

“Well, Twinkle. I hope you are right. It's just that I have bad vibes coming from that man *smack*.”

 

“Yeah, me too.” Brenda seconded.

 

“Your fix sucks.”

 

Four pairs of eyes stared at the patron.

 

 

 

 

 

 

TBC…