Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Fly Away Hearts ❯ Mission: Fix Wufei ( Chapter 2 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
Title: Fly Away Hearts
Genre: Sap, Romance, slight angst
Pairing: 5x13 (centered), 1x2, 3x4, 5+2+3+4+1 (friendship, nothing more)
Summary: Wufei is fed up with love. All of his relationships ended with him being hurt. Just when he bands love for good, a handsome man steals his heart against his will. Will Wufei give love another chance? Or will he let this one go?
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, any lyrics that will appear in these chaps, or Spongebob
Genre: Sap, Romance, slight angst
Pairing: 5x13 (centered), 1x2, 3x4, 5+2+3+4+1 (friendship, nothing more)
Summary: Wufei is fed up with love. All of his relationships ended with him being hurt. Just when he bands love for good, a handsome man steals his heart against his will. Will Wufei give love another chance? Or will he let this one go?
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, any lyrics that will appear in these chaps, or Spongebob
A/N: Hey! Thanks for the review. Sure you're saying its only two reviews, no big deal. Screw you! Two is good enough for me.
Pixie Smith: I can't make Wu mad all the time. Then no one will feel sorry for him. ^_^ I like him when he's not ranting about weak and all that stuff. Thanks for the review!
Linda Starwind (too lazy to log in): LOL, at least you reviewed. I can't tell you exactly when Trieze comes in. I have a lot planned for Fei before he actually get to meet 13.
Chapter 2: Mission: Fix Wufei Begins
Duo fidgeted in his desk. He was bored out his mind and the only entertainment was provided by the brisk typing of the other secretaries. He still had four papers to type, but where was the fun in doing your work on time? Not to mention the fact that he'd been staying home with a rather depressed Wufei. This was causing his social disposition to suffer considerably. He had to make a plan. Mission: Fix Wufei was underway.
Wufei scowled at the IM box. Maxwell knew better than to instant mail him in the middle of work.
Shinigamisexgodextraordinare: Hey, Wu.
Nataku'sdragon: Baka, you not supposed to IM during working hours!
Shinigamisexgodextraordinare: C'mon, Wu. Don't be such a tight wad.
Nataku'sdragon: Hn.
Shinigamisexgodextraordinare: Anyways, I'm tired of seeing you mope around. So you're coming with me to the club tonight.
Nataku'sdragon: I can't.
Shinigamisexgodextraordinare: Why! There's no work 'morrow & its not like you have anything better to do.
Nataku'sdragon: No.
When no other reply was sent, Wufei assumed that he had deterred the braided baka from any further groveling. He was wrong.
Just as he closed down the IM box, the frustrated braided American came stomping up to his desk. He looked at the edgy violet eyes unfazed.
"Maxwell."
"Don't you fucking 'Maxwell' me! You've been moping around like a kicked puppy all week!"
"I most certainly have not!"
"Burying yourself under tons of work and eating all *my* ice-cream and getting depressed off Spongebob is moping around in my book. And you are going to the club with me. And you are going to dance, get drunk off your ass, and possibly get laid. God knows you need it."
"If you are attempting at making me feel better, you are not doing a very good job."
"How can I when you won't let me?!"
"Excuse me." Duo cringed away from the being that seemed to materialize out of no where. Noin stood with her arms crossed over her chest looking expectantly at each of her employees. "May I ask what is the problem, boys?"
"Nothing, Ms. Noin." Duo tried his best innocent voice, but it turned out to be more strained than he wanted it. "I was just telling my co-worker about how nice it is to have such a considerate boss like you, ma'am."
"Thank you, Mr. Maxwell. I trust that you will get back to work and have the four reports typed and ready in the next hour?"
Duo cursed under his breath, but managed a polite smile. Before he headed to his respective desk, he gave his friend a 'look' that clearly said it wasn't over yet.
Pixie Smith: I can't make Wu mad all the time. Then no one will feel sorry for him. ^_^ I like him when he's not ranting about weak and all that stuff. Thanks for the review!
Linda Starwind (too lazy to log in): LOL, at least you reviewed. I can't tell you exactly when Trieze comes in. I have a lot planned for Fei before he actually get to meet 13.
Chapter 2: Mission: Fix Wufei Begins
Duo fidgeted in his desk. He was bored out his mind and the only entertainment was provided by the brisk typing of the other secretaries. He still had four papers to type, but where was the fun in doing your work on time? Not to mention the fact that he'd been staying home with a rather depressed Wufei. This was causing his social disposition to suffer considerably. He had to make a plan. Mission: Fix Wufei was underway.
Wufei scowled at the IM box. Maxwell knew better than to instant mail him in the middle of work.
Shinigamisexgodextraordinare: Hey, Wu.
Nataku'sdragon: Baka, you not supposed to IM during working hours!
Shinigamisexgodextraordinare: C'mon, Wu. Don't be such a tight wad.
Nataku'sdragon: Hn.
Shinigamisexgodextraordinare: Anyways, I'm tired of seeing you mope around. So you're coming with me to the club tonight.
Nataku'sdragon: I can't.
Shinigamisexgodextraordinare: Why! There's no work 'morrow & its not like you have anything better to do.
Nataku'sdragon: No.
When no other reply was sent, Wufei assumed that he had deterred the braided baka from any further groveling. He was wrong.
Just as he closed down the IM box, the frustrated braided American came stomping up to his desk. He looked at the edgy violet eyes unfazed.
"Maxwell."
"Don't you fucking 'Maxwell' me! You've been moping around like a kicked puppy all week!"
"I most certainly have not!"
"Burying yourself under tons of work and eating all *my* ice-cream and getting depressed off Spongebob is moping around in my book. And you are going to the club with me. And you are going to dance, get drunk off your ass, and possibly get laid. God knows you need it."
"If you are attempting at making me feel better, you are not doing a very good job."
"How can I when you won't let me?!"
"Excuse me." Duo cringed away from the being that seemed to materialize out of no where. Noin stood with her arms crossed over her chest looking expectantly at each of her employees. "May I ask what is the problem, boys?"
"Nothing, Ms. Noin." Duo tried his best innocent voice, but it turned out to be more strained than he wanted it. "I was just telling my co-worker about how nice it is to have such a considerate boss like you, ma'am."
"Thank you, Mr. Maxwell. I trust that you will get back to work and have the four reports typed and ready in the next hour?"
Duo cursed under his breath, but managed a polite smile. Before he headed to his respective desk, he gave his friend a 'look' that clearly said it wasn't over yet.
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Wufei closed his computer down with a sigh. All in all, this had been a very trying week. Work was practically piled to the ceiling and he had the small matter of his 'ex' leaving his messages. Of course, that had been taken care of. With his number changed, all there was now was the matter of changing his email address so the bastard wouldn't be able to communicate via electronics.
/"If you comes knocking on your door, I'm going to shoot him in his dick."/
Wufei smile at Duo's declaration. He had no doubt in his mind that the inane American would go through with it. Remembering the protective caring demeanor Duo had towards him made him feel bad. All he wanted to do was to help a friend. And here he was wallowing in his own self-pity.
He had sworn off love, not living. It was time to make it up to him.
TBC.....
A/N: This is a little longer than the last one, ne? The next one will be coming out sooner or later. I have a lot planned for this fic.