Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Chibi Wufei ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 7 )

 

 

Chapter 6

 

Trowa took a sedate pace to match Wufei's. They are going for a walk in a park. It's not a good idea to stay at the mansion when there is a freaky doctor turning their kitchen into some kind of a laboratory and a certain American being used as a lab rat. He sighed. May God bless Duo… and the kitchen.

 

Wufei, wearing a maroon hoody shirt, dark blue denim pants and a pair of shoes which made squeaky sounds for every step he takes, had one hand holding onto Trowa as he observed his surroundings. His eyes were wide and curious. This was his first time to step into the outside world.

 

They walked for a good ten minutes. Trowa was lost in his thoughts. He stopped when his hand was pulled back. Trowa turned to look down at the young boy and found he was looking at something to his left and his face was practically glowing and full of excitement. Trowa turned his head to look at what had captured the boy's attention. Not far from them was a children's playground area. There were children laughing and shouting with joy. A few adults were talking as they kept watch on them. Trowa knelt down beside little Wufei.

 

“Wufei, do you want to play too?” Trowa asked him.

 

Wufei turned his head to look at Trowa's face which was just a few inches away and blinked at him. Then, he looked back at the playground longingly before turning his head back to Trowa. “No.” He shook his head as his face filled with a wistful look.

 

Trowa raised his eyebrows. He could tell that Wufei did want to go and play. “Why? You can go and play if you want to.”

 

Trowa watched the expressions playing on his face and body. The tiny hand which he was currently holding was twitching within his grasp. His body was shifting restlessly. His face looked pleadingly.

 

“Let's go.” Trowa smiled as he stood up and started to take a step but was pulled back again. Wufei was just rooted in his spot. His head was downcast.

 

Trowa sighed in defeat. He squatted down. Releasing his hold, he used his forefinger to tip Wufei's chin up so he could look at his face but his eyes were downcast still.

 

“Wufei, c'mon, look at me.” Trowa demanded in a soft tone. Wufei hesitantly raised his eyes up to look at Trowa. Trowa softened his face, “Tell me, why you don't want to go and play? I can tell from your eyes that you really do want to go and play.” Trowa released his chin.

 

There was a moment of hesitation before Wufei started to talk. “P…papa said big boy do not play. Children only play. Big boy hav' to study and practice kung fu hard.”

 

Trowa was shocked to hear the words coming from his mouth. When he was a child and was trained to be a mercenary, he was at least given some free time to play. Well… maybe a knife is not an ideal toy but at least he got to play and have fun. That explained why Wufei was such an anal retentive when they met him for the first time. They rarely saw Wufei have any fun. Well… if you considered him chasing a braided prankster around the mansion with his sharpened dao, threatening to castrate him as… fun.

 

“Wufei, it's good to have some fun once in a while. That is the joy of living. Not just children. Adults… I mean, big people also play. Big people cannot be so serious all the time. Big people do have a life and big people need to learn to relax. You see the parents over there?” Trowa used his forefinger to point at the playground.

 

Wufei turned to look. He saw a lady helping to push a child's back as the child swung back and forth. The lady was giggling while here son was laughing with joy. Then, there was a man helping to spin the merry-go-around, while a few children latched onto the handles, holding on for dear life, squealing and laughing and at the same time demanding the man to spin faster. A smiled was plastered on the man's face, giving into the children's demands. Another man helped to stabilize a bicycle as he taught his daughter how to ride. A lady near to them gave her support as she threw a ball to her son. Wufei could see that everyone was happy.

 

“Do you see the big people?” Trowa asked.

 

Wufei nodded without turning his head, wide eyes fixated on the scene before him.

 

“They are playing too. They are having a great time with the children. Do you think the big people are children too because they are playing?”

 

Wufei turned back his head to look at Trowa's face. He shook his head and in a very timid voice, he said, “No.”

 

“Then, do you want to go and play? Because I would love to right now. Care to join me?”

Trowa offered his hand with an opened palm, waiting.

 

Wufei shifted restlessly again. Head swiveling between the playground and the offered hand. He was torn between wanting to and not wanting to. He still remembered his father's strict teaching but he could see that the big people were playing happily without being afraid of getting scolded by some elder. Finally, he tentatively reached out a hand to take Trowa's. Trowa smiled. Wufei grinned making Trowa's heart beat a notch higher. His face tinted with crimson. He stood up. Holding the smaller hand, both of them walked together cheerily as they swung their hands.

 

 

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Duo regretted the minute he started to prepare the ingredients that he had agreed to cook his corn soup right then and there for Sally. Wearing the frilly pink apron again, he moved like a robot. Even his braid was swinging like a stick. He started to perspire. Sally's eyes were way too intense. Following his every step and move. Breathing down his neck. Holding a not pad and a pencil, busy jotting things down. On the table, there was a bowl of frozen corn, margarine, chicken soup mix and a jug of water. Due to his nervousness, he had already chopped off two bits of his fingernails and they were mixed up with the onion but he didn't dare to even whimper. Well, at least it was his fingernails and not his fingers… yet. Quatre and Une had moved out of the kitchen earlier. The situation in there was too tense for Quatre to handle. He was an empath after all. Heero sat as straight as a ramrod at the end of the table out of their way, just observing.

 

Once done chopping, Duo put it on a small plate and set both the chopping board and knife to one side of the table. Then, he went to the rack to pull out a soup pot but since his hand was so stiff, the soup pot brushed and knocked over a few other kitchen utensils.

 

Heero saw it and his eyes as wide as a saucer, he reach out his hand but he only managed to yell, “DUO…!”

 

Duo yelped and used the soup pot to cover his head as the kitchen utensils rained down on him. Sally gasped as she used her not pad as a shield to cover her face, not wanting to watch the scene unfolding right in front of her. The deafening sounds of clanking echoed through the whole kitchen and could be heard a few yards away from the mansion, frightening a few birds as they leapt from the trees and into the air.

 

“…watch out.” Heero mumbled.

 

Steady sounds from a lid pot which is still do a few more circles on the floor finally came to an end as it fell flat on the floor. Next, sounds of feet running could be heard before Quatre popped into the kitchen. Face as white as a sheet of paper. Une was right behind him.

 

“Is everything alright?” Quatre asked. He put a hand on his chest to try to slow down his racing heart. His eyes surveyed the kitchen to check if somebody was hurt but all he could see was Sally holding her note pad to her face, Duo's head was covered with a soup pot and Heero was seated at the end of the table, a hand in the air in front of him as if he trying to reach something. Kitchen utensils were all over the place on the floor. He was befuddled.

 

Duo took a peek from beneath the soup pot. Giving a nervous laugh, he said, “Uh… oops?”

 

 

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Wufei had joined the other children and was currently sitting on one end of the see-saw with a gleeful laugh. Trowa just stood aside mesmerized. Sometimes, he would nod his head to greet one of the parents.

 

“T'owa, I wanna play on the swing.” Wufei pulled his sleeves. His fair was disheveled. Face looking flushed and he was slightly panting.

 

“Okay. Pick your seat.”

 

“Yay!” Wufei released his sleeves and he ran to the swing to get on the empty seat. It was a bit too high for Wufei to jump on, so he just stood there, one hand holding on the chain and looked at Trowa. “Up!” He chirped.

 

Grasping both of his underarms, Trowa picked him up and set him on the swing. Wufei quickly grasped each of the chains on his sides. He tried to shake his legs and body to make the swing move but he only managed to make it jerk. Giving up, he turned to look at Trowa at his back, applying his kicked puppy dog eyes, brimming with tears. Bottom lip trembling.

 

“No. No crying or no pushing.” Trowa quickly warned before they started to make a scene. Miraculously, Wufei blinked his eyes and the tears disappeared. He sniffed and though his bottom lip was no longer trembling, he pouted instead. He let out a long suffering sigh as his shoulders slumped forward. Now, he has two Quatres to deal with. Oh, joy…

 

“Push.” Wufei demanded.

 

“Yeah, yeah. Push.” Trowa put his hands on the young boy's shoulders and he pushed his body forward gently and slowly picked up a faster and higher pace. Wufei was squealing in delight and Trowa just chuckled. It had been awhile since he had so much fun.

 

 

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Both Une and Quatre stayed in the kitchen after the kitchen utensils disaster. They sat next to Heero. The soup was almost done and Duo was fidgeting as he slowly stirred the soup in the pot. Sweat trailed down his face. He used his sleeves to wipe it off. Then, he put the spoon aside and turned to Sally, who was right behind him. “Um… may I go to the… toilet?” Duo squeaked out the last words.

 

“No.” Sally glared. As if she smelled something fishy with Duo, she asked, “Is there something you are not telling me?” She put a hand on her hip.

 

Duo started to sweat furiously as he fidgeted with the end of his braid.

 

Sally walked closer and brought their faces just mere inches away, making both of them breathe the same air. “Spill.” Sally hissed.

 

Duo finally couldn't take it anymore and he just broke down. His knees gave way and he slumped to sit on the floor. “Everybody knows how to do house chores and cook except me. I know I'm a street rat from L2 who never got any form of education and manners but that doesn't mean I'm stupid. I have to take care of my sorry ass all the time or I get to kiss my sorry ass goodbye. But now, I'm feeling like I'm useless and a burden to everyone. I thought I would try to cook something simple to show them that I'm not that stupid. I can cook too. I don't want them to treat me like a child. I got a brain and I know how to use it. That corn soup I made for Wu-man was my first time and I followed the instructions exactly. I didn't make any mistakes. Then I remembered Wu-man loves to eat mushrooms and I saw a bunch of cute white mushrooms outside the kitchen in the flower-bed. I plucked them and mix it with the soup but I didn't know it would shrink Wu-man.” Duo sobbed silently.

 

“Oh, Lord.” Quatre groaned. He rested his forehead on his palm.

 

“You didn't believe in the Lord, Winner” Heero commented.

 

“Oh, Allah.” Quatre corrected.

 

Three minutes later, Duo picked some of the white mushrooms as Sally commanded. Sally chose a few for her research. After he rinsed them, he mixed them in the soup. Boiled for about five minutes, he ladled the soup into the bowl and set it on the table.

 

“It's not green.” Heero remarked.

 

“Well… maybe I did burn the soup that time.” Duo sat nervously on his chair.

 

“Burned soup? First time I ever heard that.” Une snorted.

 

“We will see.” Sally stood next to Duo, hovering over him again. “Eat your soup.” Sally took his hand and gave him a spoon.

 

Duo paled visibly and he gulped.

 

 

 

 

 

TBC…