Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Chibi Wufei ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 10 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Disclaimer : I do not own any GW characters. The origin ficcy `Chibi Wufei' is based on is a Weiss Kreuz version titled `The Tale of Two Chibis' from Chaosdreamer at mediaminer.org. Permission has been obtained from the author to write this GW version. Credits go to Chaosdreamer.
Author's Note: Beta'd by lass 48 (^_^)
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Chapter 9
Quatre knelt on one knee before the young boy in front of him. Both of them wearing only shorts. Though winter is just around the corner it's quite warm this afternoon. After the bout of food war, Heero has gone back to his room to continue his affair with his laptop. Duo had gone to the living room and engaged with his Xbox game. Voice of cursing and shouting filled up the room and as for Trowa, he had gone to the guest parlor, sitting on the couch facing the wide French door and the garden, obsessed with his story book.
"Now, you understand what I have told you and what you need to do?" Quatre asked the young boy. Eyes gleamed with mischief.
"Yes." The young boy nodded his head.
"Okay, let's go but before that, give me five." Quatre raised up his hand.
Wufei's eyebrows furrowed. Not catching what he meant but he imitated Quatre and brought up his hand too. Quatre smiled and he gently slapped their hands together once.
"That is a five." Quatre told him.
Wufei showed his toothy grin and found it interesting. He slapped their hands again and said out loud, "Five!"
Quatre shivered. His fingers twitching, finally, he couldn't hold himself any longer and he pinched Wufei's chubby cheeks.
"Wufei…, you are just way too cute for your own good. How I wish I had a young little brother like you…" Quatre's cooed.
"Hn... 'urt..." Wufei's protested as his eyes watered and tried to pry his hands away from his cheeks.
Quatre released his chubby cheeks, lifted him up and gave him a bear hug which almost cut off the young boy's air supply, brushing their cheeks affectionately. Wufei squeaked in protest. Quatre gave him a big wet smooch soundly on his left cheek before he finally and reluctantly separated himself from Wufei and put him down. The young boy's cheeks reddened resulting from the pinched and his left cheek glistening courtesy of Quatre. Quatre had a goofy grin plastered on his face. Feeling content that he got to hug and pinch his cute chubby face.
"Okay, now let's get our mission started." Quatre said. "Are you ready, young soldier?"
"Yes, sir!" Wufei saluted with his left hand instead of his right hand.
* * * * * *
Trowa almost reached to his climax when he suddenly sensed that he's not alone in the guest parlor. Bringing his book down from his face, he saw Wufei standing in front of him and armed with a water gun, pointed at him. Trowa raised his eyebrows.
"You are unner arrest. You come in peace or I shoot you." Wufei recited what Quatre had taught him. He tried to look serious but his expression is more like a pout.
Trowa was amused and decided to join the game. Putting down his book slowly, he raised up his hands in surrender. "I surrender, little one."
Wufei smiled in triumph. He had completed his mission successfully. "Up!" Wufei commanded.
Trowa did as he was told and stood up slowly.
"Go to swimming poo'" Wufei missed the vowel 'l'.
Trowa did as his little one bid and the said little one tag along beside him. Trowa just smiled.
* * * * * *
"Argh!!! You son of a bitch useless piece of shit!"
"Left, left, left... RIGHT!"
"Grrr... Flying kick, suckers!"
"Oh, yeah... You're next, buddy. I'm gonna try my newly acquired toy."
Sitting Indian style, Duo's body jerked from left to right as his thumbs moving furiously on his controller. His eyes glued on the screen, biting his lower lips as he tried to fight all the monsters to enable him to go to the next higher level. Due to his concentration on his game, he did not notice that some one had entered the living room. Duo continued to press furiously on his controller, giving the screen his death glare which can rival Heero Yuy's trademark one when suddenly he realized that the picture on the screen went blank. His eyes were wide and stared in disbelief.
"Wha...?!"
Duo put down his controller and quickly crawled over to the black box.
"What the fuck!"
Taking a hold of the black box, he shook it hard and the TV cabinet groaned in protest with the force.
"C'mon, man! Not now! I almost finished the level!"
He gave it a few good bangs on top of the black box when he saw the reflection of a person behind him on the black screen. He tensed up and his eyes narrowed. In an instant, he twisted his body to face his enemy. A small blade slid down into his hand from beneath his long sleeve. He crouched with his posture ready to attack and at the same time defend himself but he never expected to be face to face with a plastic nozzled gun aimed at his temple which was just a few inches away.
He faltered for a moment. His enemy took that moment as his opportunity to fire his weapon.
*POP!*
*SMACK!*
A dart stuck on Duo's forehead and continued to vibrate until it lost its momentum.
"Wha...?" Duo blinked in confusion.
Both Quatre's hands were armed with weapons. He brought his dart gun nozzle near his mouth and blew the imaginary smoke on it and his other gun loaded with water aimed at him.
"You are currently being kidnapped. Do as I say or face the consequences." Quatre smirked.
Duo's mouth opened and closed like a fish on a dry land. Once he got his wits back, he smiled evilly. Well, two could play this game.
"Make me." Duo hissed as he grabbed a hold of the dart and tore it out from his forehead with a small sound of pop.
"I knew you would say that." Quatre chuckled. Instead of his water gun aiming at Duo, he changed his target. He lowered his gun beside him. "That's why I'm taking your Xbox as my hostage. Its fate is in your hands."
Duo looked at his beloved hubby which Quatre had rested one of his legs on with his wide eyes. The nozzle of the water gun was dangerously starting to form a drip.
"Quatre! You wouldn't dare. It's a limited edition of Xbox and it cost me arms and legs to get it."
"Whelp, that's not my problem. It's not my hubby as you put it."
Duo flushed. "How..." He stuttered.
Quatre acted as if he was deep in thought, frowning and used the nozzle of the dart gun to tap his chin to emphasize this then he said, "I remember last month when everybody was out on missions and I thought I was the first to finish my mission and come back home early. Then, I heard voices in one of our bedrooms thinking that some intruders managed to get in from all the tight security prepared by Heero. I found out the voices were coming from your room. So, I quietly tried to sneak into your room but before I could, I saw you bouncing on your bed giggling and kissing your Xbox as you poured your affection on it. Correct me if I'm wrong or I might declare that I have seen a ghost and this place is haunted." Quatre smiled sweetly at Duo.
Secret busted. Duo sighed and his body went slack. "You win."
"Good boy. Now, head to the swimming pool."
* * * * * *
By the time both Quatre and Duo reached the swimming pool, they saw Trowa had changed his attire, wearing only shorts and currently tossing a ball to Wufei who ran to catch the ball and tossed it back at Trowa. Trowa bent down to pick it up.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Quatre said out loud.
Wufei turned his head and saw Quatre. "Atta, Atta, Atta. Look! I have arrest bat man!" Wufei shouted gleefully as he ran to Quatre his forefinger pointed at Trowa.
Trowa just stood there with the ball under his arm and the other arm on his hip. Though his face was expressionless his visible eye showed he was amused.
"Bat man?" Duo raised his eyebrows as he scratched his head. He looked at Trowa questioningly.
"He was trying to say 'bad' not 'bat'." Quatre said softly. He knelt down on one of his knees and smiled proudly at Wufei. "Well done, soldier! Now, give me five." He raised his hand.
Wufei now understood what the meaning of five was and he eagerly brought up his hand and slapped with Quatre's and exclaimed, "Five!"
Trowa's amusement went one notch higher than before and for the second time within five minutes, Duo's mouth imitated a fish.
* * * * * *
Ten minutes later after Duo had also changed into only shorts, three of them sit Indian style in a circle on the ground near the pool while Wufei sat propped against Trowa's chest on his lap, playing snorkel with Trowa's hands wrapped around Wufei's waist.
“Now, let me get this straight. You kidnapped us just so we can have fun?” Duo asked.
“Not just me. Wufei too.” Quatre crossed his arms and sniffed.
“Sorry, Q-buddy. Wu-baby is still a baby so he does not count.” Duo shook his head.
Trowa just stared, doing his observation in silent.
“Don't you see? Since when did we all have a get together for some fun or for a casual chat or to catch up? Don't you feel that as time passes by all of us started to be strangers to each other? How long since we had breakfast together? Lunch? Dinner? If that day I didn't try to sneak into your room Duo probably to this day I wouldn't even know you owned and cherished that Xbox of yours or I would have thought that one of my sisters bought it just for our amusement.” Quatre's voice filled with sadness.
The air was thick with tension. The three of them looked anywhere but at each other.
Wufei got bored with his snorkel and three big people chat, he looked up at them and said, “I wanna play with Eno.”
The spell of tension in the air was broken by Wufei's demand.
“Well, Wufei's right. We're still missing Heero.” Duo put his jester masked back on his face.
“That's where I need all the help I can get to get this mission accomplished.” Quatre's eyes started to gleam with evil.
“Mission?” Trowa raised one of his eyebrows.
“Now, now, Q-buddy. You sound like Hee-man with a mission and all. So, what's your big plan?” Duo's face practically glowed with mischief.
Trowa gulped nervously. He hope the Lord above blessed Heero Yuy.
Inside his bedroom, Heero let out an explosive sneeze. “Hn. Must be coming down with a cold.”
TBC…