Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Chibi Wufei ❯ Chapter 10 ( Chapter 11 )

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 10

 

 

Heero was busy punishing his keyboard when he suddenly tensed up at the sound of the door to the room creaking. He turned his head to look at the intruder, expecting Duo the menace but he saw no one. As if by instinct, his eyes darted downwards and spotted Chibi Wufei looking hesitantly at him. Tiny fingers lightly scratched at the door nervously. He was curious as to why he was only wearing shorts. Sensing something was wrong with his Little Chibi, he saved his work before he shut off his laptop and put it safely out of Little Chibi's reach, just in case.

 

<My Little Chibi...> Heero blinked as his brain took two seconds to reboot. <Where did that come from?> He shrugged but deep down in his heart, it felt right.

 

Turning around he motioned Little Chibi to come to him. "Come here," he spoke softly.

 

Wufei did not move from his position. Wide eyes looked at Heero with his mouth slightly parted. After a few moments, finally and very reluctantly, he released the poor door and walked over to Heero. Once he was within Heero's reach, he was hoisted up and put on Heero's lap, his tiny legs spread apart. Big hands moved to his back to support his body. Absently, Wufei reached for the hem of Heero's green tank top and played with it as if it was the most interesting toy.

 

"Tell me. What's bothering you?" Heero asked in a soft tone. There was an amused look on his face seeing his Little Chibi playing with his tank top.

 

There was a moment of silence then Wufei said very softly. "Eno..." Head still tilted downwards, he tugged the piece of cloth in his grasp closer to himself. He looked like a shy girl who was trying to confess her crush to her favorite guy.

 

Heero's big calloused hand rubbed gently at the small back of Wufei in a soothing circle to help encourage whatever his Little Chibi wanted to say to him.

 

"Yes?" Heero asked in a very soft tone like a mother would to her baby, full of affection.

 

//Flashback//

 

Back in the pool with Trowa, Quatre, Duo and Wufei...

 

"Now, for plan A. I want you to look all troubled and sad when you go into Heero's room." Quatre sat right in front of Wufei still sitting comfortably on Trowa's lap and started to explain his plan.

 

Wufei frowned cutely. Quatre sucked in his breath, using all of his will power to not glomp Wufei right then and there. Duo, who was not any better looked at Wufei with his starry eyes, hands clasped in front of him. Trowa... well, just the same ol' Trowa.

 

"Why? I not sad. Good boy. No t'ouble."

 

"Oh, how cute..." Duo cooed.

 

"Why, of course you are a good boy, Wufei. But didn't you just say that you wanted to play with Heero?" Quatre said, ignoring Duo.

 

Wufei nodded twice at Quatre and stuck his bottom lip out. "I like Eno. I wanna play wiv Eno."

 

Duo suddenly flung himself onto Wufei, squealing in delight unable to restrain his desire any longer to cuddle His Cutesy. "Wu-baby! Come to Papa!"

 

*BAM*

 

Quatre, knelt on one leg, a fist resting at the back of Duo's head. Duo was currently sprawled on the floor face down, body twitching slightly indicating he was still alive.

 

". . ." Trowa blinked.

 

"Then, you have to make yourself look sad at Heero. You know Heero will give in to you. He wouldn't say 'no' to a child." Quatre smiled sweetly at Wufei ignoring the 'corpse' beside him.

 

Wufei nibbled his bottom lip as his brows furrowed in concentration as if he was thinking deeply before he said, "Ok."

 

Quatre shifted until he sat on his knees in front of Wufei, hands resting on Wufei's shoulders. A big bump started to rise at the back of the “corpse's” head. It the back of Quatre's mind, he rubbed his hands with glee at the thought of their 'little game'. Trowa swallowed hard as he could smell something fishy with the blonde boy by the look on his face.

 

"Ok. When you go inside Heero's room, you look all sad and troubled. I know he will ask you to go to him and tell him what's wrong with you. Then, you try your best to ask him to come out to play with you. Just imagine that you want to have an ice-cream but somebody won't let you have it."

 

Wufei frowned thoughtfully. "Hn." He nodded.

 

//End of Flashback//

 

Wufei took a peek at Heero and said, "Play wiv me..."

 

Heero blinked at his Little Chibi's request. His hand had stopped in the midst of rubbing comforting circles on his small back. He then slowly brought one hand to put under Wufei's chin and raised his face till he was looking into Wufei's eyes. "Wufei, not that I don't want to play with you but... I have things that need to be done." He brushed a loose hair at the side of his temple and tucked it behind his small delicate shell-like ear. "You can ask Quatre and the others. I'm sure they would love to play with you."

 

His bottom lip started to tremble and eyes started getting all glassy. Wufei took the piece of cloth within the deadly grasped of his tiny little fingers, put it into his mouth and began to bite and suck at it. "But I wanna play wiv Eno." He whined with his mouth full.

 

Heero sighed. "Iie, Chibi. Don't. It's dirty." He softly tugged the hem of his tank top away from Wufei's mouth. Though he managed to pull it away from his small mouth, Wufei never released the piece of cloth from his hands. Heero hid his grimace as he looked at the wet spot on his tank top. He gave a long sigh. "Wufei... I... I can't. Say, you go and play with the others and we will have an ice-cream together later after dinner?"

 

At the mentioned of ice-cream, Wufei's bottom lip stopped trembling. He paused for a few seconds then finally he nodded his head. "O.k. Pwomise?"

 

"Ee, Chibi. Yakusoku desu." Heero smiled with relief.

 

"Ya'soku des..." Wufei tried. "Wha' is dat?"

 

Heero chuckled softly. "Yakusoku desu is Japanese that means I promise. Ya... ku... so... ku... de... su." Heero repeat the words slowly and more clearly.

 

"Ya… ku... so... ku... de... su." Wufei tried again.

 

"Hai." Heero's heart swelled with pride seeing Wufei trying to learn his mother-tongue.

 

"Play wiv me." Wufei tugged at the hem of the tank top to put it back into his mouth and resumed his pouting session.

 

Heero felt like doom was crushing on top of his shoulders.

 

Just on the other side of Heero's bedroom door, there was a pot of tall cactus. Static sounded followed by whisper, "Estimated 3 minutes."

 

 

* * * * * *

 

 

In the living room...

 

There were sounds of shuffling, dragging and occasional banging when the sound of static filled the air and a voice said, "Estimated 3 minutes."

 

*Bam*

 

"...owie..."

 

"Idiot, what the hell are you doing under the table?" A voice hissed trying to restrain from speaking too loud. "We should hurry. We got less than 3 minutes."

 

//Flashback//

 

Back in the pool with Trowa, Quatre, Duo and Wufei...

 

"Now, plan B. When plan A commences, I will need one person to be on guard and give a report of the situation while two will be needed to execute the mission." Quatre, the prodigy, started to lay out his plan.

 

"Plan B?" Duo, seated lotus style with an obvious small bump on the back of his head, asked curiously. His eyes glowed with mischief. Though Trowa didn't say anything he did raised his obvious eyebrow in a questioning way.

 

"Oh, yes. Plan B." Quatre chuckled evilly. "I'm not some dumb blonde as you think."

 

"Who? Me? I swear I never thought of you that way before. You have my word." Duo's eyes widen in innocence with a hand on his chest and looked in surprise at Quatre.

 

". . ." Trowa just swallowed hard. His inner sense smelled trouble and if he could, he would have picked up his tail and run as fast as he could away from them both.

 

Quatre lifted his index finger and motioned them closer to him. A very reluctant Trowa and a very eager Duo complied. Then, Quatre started to lay out his plan in a hushed tone.

 

//End of Flashback//

 

 

* * * * * *

 

 

Back in Heero's bedroom...

 

"Wufei..."

 

Still biting the hem of Heero's tank top, Wufei's lips started to tremble with full force and tears started to well up in his hopeful ebony eyes.

 

Heero closed his eyes and let out a long suffering sigh. Counting to 5 before he opened up his eyes to look at his Little Chibi. "Fine. Let us go get us some ice-cream before we play." Heero gave in. "And stop putting my top in your mouth. It's filthy." Heero gently pried the hem of his tank top from Wufei's mouth and hands. He barely managed to hide his grimace at the big wet spot on his tank top and the wrinkled part where his Chibi has put a death grip on it. Then he hoisted Wufei up into his arms and strode to the door.

 

Sounds of static came from the pot of cactus and whispered, "Incoming." right before Heero stepped out from his room.

 

Heero stood just a few inches away from the cactus and eyed it warily.

 

One minute passed.

 

"Hn." Heero grunted and resumed walking toward his destination.

 

The cactus slumped a bit and breathed in relief after Heero was a good distance away from it.

 

 

* * * * * *

 

 

In the living room...

 

Static filled the air and a voice said, "Incoming."

 

"Heero..."

 

"Quick. Hide."

 

They quickly scrambled away to find their hide-outs.

 

 

 

 

 

TBC...