Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Diaries ❯ Wufei ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Bombayoni 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Psychological / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.02.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 474 | Visits: 146 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Psychological / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.02.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 474 | Visits: 146 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: The same as before...
Pairings: the same as before...
Notes: This is the next part. The rest is the same as before.
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Wufei
I feel so foolish. But I need this. I have been running for much too long. I need to let it go.
It is AC 206. I am 28. It has been fourteen years. Fourteen. Nearly one-and- a-half-decades.
I am contemplating just dropping out of sight, flying under the radar as it were. I dislike attention and I've been getting far too much lately.
But I know I will just bear it. I think I can do it. Sally will help.
I married her on AC 200, June 8. Tomorrow's our sixth anniversary. In exactly nine months our son, Chien-Po, will be six.
I did not like Sally at first. She was too forward, too- too much like you. Then she showed me she was different.
You know, I do not believe I ever told you, but I love you. I never showed it either, until the end.
I did not tell Sally until Chien-Po was three. She had told me the day he was born.
I would have told you, eventually. But your death hurt me. If I were Japanese, I would have committed seppuku, and taken myself with you. [1]
But, what is done is done As Duo always says, “If it happened, then it was meant to happen. If it didn't, it wasn't.” I believe him. You died for a purpose, just as I lived. Who knows, maybe Chien-Po will be someone important, or give birth to someone important.
And little Mei. She is only two, but she is my favorite girl. Strangely enough, she looks like you. And she is just as intelligent.
So, in a way, I will not really be letting you go.
Meiran, sometimes I have a dream that you lived and we had children, but then the dream becomes a nightmare because I go away for one day for some reason and it explodes.
You all die. I always wake up screaming.
But they are less frequent now.
This is good-bye, Onna. I will see you in the next life, Meiran, my Nataku.
/...In the next life Wufei. And don't call me Onna!.../
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[1]: seppuku is a Japanese term that is used when a person `spills their bowel into the jar of their love's ashes.' I got the idea from a wonderful book called Xenocide, by Orson Scott Card.
Pairings: the same as before...
Notes: This is the next part. The rest is the same as before.
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Wufei
I feel so foolish. But I need this. I have been running for much too long. I need to let it go.
It is AC 206. I am 28. It has been fourteen years. Fourteen. Nearly one-and- a-half-decades.
I am contemplating just dropping out of sight, flying under the radar as it were. I dislike attention and I've been getting far too much lately.
But I know I will just bear it. I think I can do it. Sally will help.
I married her on AC 200, June 8. Tomorrow's our sixth anniversary. In exactly nine months our son, Chien-Po, will be six.
I did not like Sally at first. She was too forward, too- too much like you. Then she showed me she was different.
You know, I do not believe I ever told you, but I love you. I never showed it either, until the end.
I did not tell Sally until Chien-Po was three. She had told me the day he was born.
I would have told you, eventually. But your death hurt me. If I were Japanese, I would have committed seppuku, and taken myself with you. [1]
But, what is done is done As Duo always says, “If it happened, then it was meant to happen. If it didn't, it wasn't.” I believe him. You died for a purpose, just as I lived. Who knows, maybe Chien-Po will be someone important, or give birth to someone important.
And little Mei. She is only two, but she is my favorite girl. Strangely enough, she looks like you. And she is just as intelligent.
So, in a way, I will not really be letting you go.
Meiran, sometimes I have a dream that you lived and we had children, but then the dream becomes a nightmare because I go away for one day for some reason and it explodes.
You all die. I always wake up screaming.
But they are less frequent now.
This is good-bye, Onna. I will see you in the next life, Meiran, my Nataku.
/...In the next life Wufei. And don't call me Onna!.../
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[1]: seppuku is a Japanese term that is used when a person `spills their bowel into the jar of their love's ashes.' I got the idea from a wonderful book called Xenocide, by Orson Scott Card.