Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ How the mighty have fallen ❯ Chapter 2

Notes: Yay! I finally managed to get this chapter done! ::Waits for praise:: Really though, Thank you for those people who reviewed this story, there were only a couple of you, but you helped this story get the push it needed to be continued.

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How the mighty have fallen

By: Skeren Dreamera

Wufei smirked to herself as she came down the stairs to breakfast on silent feet. She'd show Duo just how much fire she kept to herself. The other pilots had always been appealing; after all, they were honed warriors with the pleasing addition of a lovely face. Not that she'd ever given them any hints about that. Wufei came to the door of the kitchen, and took a deep breath, uncertain if she should do this to her poor fellow pilots. She simply couldn't pass up the chance to reveal many months of sexual frustrations. After all, who among them would realize that it didn't come with the body that she would want to flirt, so she could find her boundaries? Shaking her head Wufei allowed herself to see that that explanation couldn't even hold the water a sieve had.

Blowing out her breath, Wufei pushed the kitchen door open, a faint smile quirking her usually stern face as she caught the varied expressions of her comrades faces. Oh, it was just too easy. Duo looked like he was caught in the headlights, Heero was actually *staring* at him, Trowa's visible eye had widened to nearly comical proportions, and even Quatre was not spared, a deep red blush staining his face. She really hadn't expected such extremes on first sight. First flirt, certainly, but just for the clothes? Well, on second thought she realized exactly how well the clothes fit, along with the fact that she was willingly in them in the first place.

"What, I have something on me?" Striding forward, Wufei put the wheels in motion, brushing her fingertips over Duo's cheek as she passed him to her seat. "Did any of you leave me any coffee?"

Duo seemed further stunned, silently retrieving the offhandedly asked after beverage and setting it down before Wufei, cream and sugar exactly as she liked it. It was only then that he launched into his normal word play. "Hey Fei-chan, why ya in a dress?"

Wufei for her own part was staring in shock at the coffee. How had he known exactly how she liked it? "I chose to dress in a manner suitable for my current circumstances." Sipping cautiously at the drink, she eyed the other four pilots, lips quirking ever so slightly as her mind thought of various ways to shock her comrades. "I'd like my clothes to still fit me when I get back to normal, after all."

Duo grinned a little and shook his head, turning to his cereal and coffee without another word. That very action was enough for Wufei to give the other pilot another odd look, but all she did was sip the one-cup of coffee she would drink that day. Peering over the rim of her cup after a moment, she realized that she was the center of attention for the other pilots.

"Yes?"

Quatre started a little, a red blush climbing up his cheeks as he looked away. "Umm, Wufei, not to put you on the spot, but where precisely did you get a dress? We're not really all that close to a town..."

Wufei's lips twitched. She had nothing to hide in this instance anymore. She believed in traditions, and since she was stuck as a female for the time being, she could embrace her scorn for a while. "I had it."

A startled sound followed by coughing was what filled the silence immediately chasing her statement as Duo swallowed some cereal the wrong way, his violet eyes wide with shock. It wasn't just that she had the dress. No, no, she knew that a big part of that shock was in that she was willing to admit it to them. Reaching over, she took pity on Duo, thumping him on the back. Then, with a slight smirk on her face, she leaned close to Duo's ear to whisper.

"Never thought I'd see you at a loss Duo." Hearing that his breath was a little more even, she trailed her fingers lightly down his spine before leaning back into her own seat.

Duo turned his gaze to Wufei before removing himself from his chair and sitting all the way on the opposite side of the table, seeming to be trying to hide between Heero and Trowa, his face red. "Could you push my bowl this way guys? I kinda didn't bring it with, and Fei-chan there is acting kinda scary."

Wufei shook her head in amusement, pushing the bowl across the table with two fingers. "In what way could I possibly be scaring you Maxwell?" She made sure her tone was low, intimate. She'd decided that this first day would be entirely devoted to tormenting Duo, since he took so much pride in bothering her usually.

"See what I'm talking about you guys?? He.. She was flirting with me!!" He punctuated his stumbled comment by pointing across the table even as he looked at his bowl suspiciously, as though she might have done something to it when she touched it.

"Please, Maxwell, you aren't really my type. I like the hair, but you absolutely talk too much." After her offhanded statement she slid from her seat, twiddling her fingers at him as she passed through the doorway after setting her glass in the sink.

The silence that followed her departure was shock filled. Duo stared at the doorway blankly for a moment before looking at the three other pilots. "Did I just hear that?"

Trowa and Heero both nodded while Quatre put a voice to the words. "Yes.. Yes you did. We all did."

The remainder of breakfast was rather silent, an unusual occurrence all by itself. Wufei smirked, moving away from the doorway after hearing the stunned reply to Duo's question. She just couldn't wait until later, but for now, she had some katas to do if she was ever going to get back up to her own skill level. She wasn't going to let this hindrance keep her out of missions any longer than needed.

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The entire process of doing a kata in a skirt, no matter how loose around the legs, led to no small amount of tangling. It wasn't as bad as she thought it would be though. She'd practiced moving the entire week prior to coming out of her room. She'd managed to get used to herself. Now, her main concern was getting used to a skirt. Growling, Wufei launched into a new kata, finally managing to complete it without getting caught in the material of her skirt.

A wide grin on her face, she looked around, nodding to herself a little before deciding it was time to go visit with Nataku. Coming into the hanger with the gundams, she let herself think. Only her wife could have truly put such a joke in the minds of the people who thought this would be a good idea. If her spirit could joke, maybe in time forgiveness could be achieved. Peering down to her chest, Wufei couldn't help a snort of amusement. She then looked up to her gundam, a smile on her face as she rested her hands on the tall creation.

"Was this your idea Nataku? Did you think I was taking too long and decided to do something about it? Or were you just trying to get a kick at the expense of your husband, eh Nataku?" Considering saying something else, Wufei cut herself off, hearing something drop from near the doorway.

Spinning on her heel, Wufei caught sight of Duo in the doorway, a wrench dropped by his feet as he gave the angry female before him a wry grin. "Didn't mean to interrupt. Talking to your gundam again huh?" Wufei sighed, then perked up with a grin as she watched Duo move over to Deathscythe. She decided to follow him, her hands folded behind her back. "I was, yes. I tend to come visit Nataku when I need to work off a little... Excitement."

Duo turned around quickly, his eyes comically wide as his mind took the comment directly to the gutter, and his voice came out in a low squeak. "What?"

"Oh yes, Nataku is a very, very good person to work out my issues on." Again, worded deliberately so that poor Duo could misinterpret, causing the boy to gulp.

"You mean you...?" Duo gestured between Wufei and Nataku, unable to finish the sentence in the face of Wufei's suddenly bold and sexual manner.

Wufei leaned in close to Duo, pressing close up against him as she breathed in his ear, an impish grin on her face as she played the moment to the hilt. "Of course, I know you do the same thing."

"I do not!" Pulling back as though burned, Duo quickly scampered away from the currently female pilot who was taunting him. "I have never done.... That! Near my gundam!"

"So you don't talk to your gundam Maxwell?" She raised an eyebrow, her arms crossing as she regarded his spluttered denials.

"What?" He stopped, staring at Wufei and gaining a confused expression. "Yeah, I talk to 'Scythe here.. But.. You weren't talking about talking to your gundam the whole time were you?" His voice took on a plaintive note, hoping he hadn't just made himself look foolish.

Wufei merely grinned widely. "What else could I possibly have meant Maxwell?" The she turned, putting a swing in her step as she moved to fetch a couple tools for Nataku's repair work. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have repairs to do."

Duo stared at Wufei, considering her answer for a moment before realizing that she'd dodged answering his question. He then turned to his own gundam, taking out his sudden frustration on a stubborn bolt that refused to come free. All Wufei did was smirk. It wasn't even lunch yet, and already she had Duo's nerves on a knot. She wondered where she could have him by the end of the day.

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It was about four in the afternoon. She'd finally left Duo to his own devices after about an hour of working on Nataku. It was truly amazing how little she had to do to fluster the normally outgoing pilot. Shaking her head a little, Wufei looked back at her book, a faint smile on her face as she enjoyed the quiet. If she'd realized that a little flirting was all it took to get Duo to leave her alone, she might have tried it ages ago.

Not a moment after the thought occurred to her, did Duo decide it was time to snatch the book from her fingers. Apparently she thought too soon.

"Hey Fei Fei! Whatcha reading?" Holding the book in front of him, Duo settled down on Wufei's chair arm. "Hey, this is in Chinese! What's it say?"

As he leaned closer Wufei smirked slightly, her hands coming out in a quick grab, on getting the book while the other looped around Duo's waist, yanking him into her lap. "It's a book of fairy tales." Firmly settling her arm around the braided pilot, she proceeded to raise the book back to her own viewing level, arranging it so she could flip the pages with her thumb. "If you'd like, I'll read you one."

Duo froze for a moment once he was flipped into her lap, then relaxed. It was odd, but not a place he hadn't put himself before. It was just the first time he was pulled in instead of getting shoved off. Settling back against Wufei, Duo let out a little breath of air, curling into the plush seat in Wufei's lap. He'd enjoy the touchy feely side of Wufei for the moment. As long as the other pilot wasn't going crazy like she had that morning, then he would be just fine where he was.

Wufei smiled a little, then proceeded to read from her book, tilting it so he could see what few pictures there were as she read. She wasn't going to just taunt the other pilots. It simply wasn't something that she could keep up for hours on end. That didn't mean she wouldn't use the time to her advantage. The hand around Duo's waist tightened slightly, her fingers absently petting his side as she held him in place, making Duo squirm. He didn't say anything, but as the story progressed, a definite blush worked its way over his face.

Duo squirmed around more as Wufei continued to pet him, only letting her get about halfway through the story before reaching over and grabbing her hand in his own, trying to make it be still. Wufei didn't want to let him. Of course, this brief little tussle is when Heero and Quatre moved into the room. Heero had a mission, and Quatre was about to ask if they wanted any of the cookies he'd made. Both froze at the sight that greeted them.

Of course, Duo didn't see the new arrivals. "Damn it, Fei Fei, stop petting me!" Between his aggravated shout and the fact that he had twisted around in Wufei's lap to get away from the hand before trying to catch it... Well, it wasn't exactly less than compromising since he was nearly straddling the feminized pilot.

"Really Maxwell, you could have just asked you know." Wufei's lips twitched as she leaned around Duo, looking to the other two pilots. "Yes?"

Jarred out of their stupor, the pair spoke at once.

"Cookies?"

"Mission."

"Yes I would like some cookies, and I'm certain the Baka here would as well. Who is included in the mission?" Wufei held back a smirk as she watched Duo turn an even brighter shade of red, rearranging himself and promptly trying to get away from Wufei, only to have his waist again grabbed in a solid grip.

Duo let out a faint sound of protest, but leaned back again, cautiously setting against the chair arm again. Seeing no petting commence of come near him, he swung his legs back over the other chair arm, looking back to Heero, then entire process only taking a second.

"All the pilots, including Chang as he currently is." Heero eyed the pair for a moment then shook his head, lips twitching in something strangely close to a smile. He'd been doing that allot in the last week.

"I'll get Trowa and the cookies!" Quatre beamed at them before turning and leaving the room, glad to find a distraction for the interesting sight of Wufei allowing Duo to stay in her lap. Nay, insisting he remain in her lap.

Silence remained in the room while Quatre was gone. Though this was likely due to the strange looks that Heero was choosing to grace the pair in the chair with. There was both a mix of confusion and, suprizingly, a little anger there. Thus, Duo kept his mouth shut until the other two returned.

Quatre set the plate of cookies on the table and smiled at the others. "Alright, what is the mission?"

Heero nodded to Quatre and looked at the others. "There is rumor that a private school in America is being used as an experiment of some sort for OZ. We have been told to go there and see if the rumors have any sort of validity, two to go as females, the rest as out normal selves. If the school is indeed being used as a cover for experiments, we are to get the students off the grounds and destroy the buildings. Apparently Wufei has one of the feminine positions for this mission handled, and I am taking one of the male."

Trowa shook his head no. "Male."

Heero looked to Quatre, who was shaking his head no, before looking to Duo. "Duo will be the other female."

After trying and failing to jump to his feet, Duo growled at Heero. "No way man! Sent Q as chick. You'd do that for me, wouldn't you Quatre?" Batting his eyes pitifully Duo attempted to sway his comrades. The attempt was far from successful.

"No Duo, I am going to go as a male. Last time we got a mission of this sort, I was a girl, remember?" Quatre shook his head, leaning back on Trowa.

"Hey, why does anyone have to be a girl for this anyway?" Duo eyes Heero with suspicion.

"Higher chance that the experiments will be revealed to you. As a female, you would be subject to being more notice than a male student might. You've avoided this until now. You go as a female. We leave in the morning." Heero didn't give Duo another chance to argue, turning and leaving the room.

"I can say why we have to have two onnas Duo, because that way we aren't left alone in the girl's dorms." Wufei smiled slightly, then pushed Duo off her lap. "I must get things together in town for tomorrow. Duo, come with me so we can get some things for your gender change."

Duo looked up at Wufei and glared. He couldn't really protest anymore though, because the choice had been made and finalized. Didn't mean he wouldn't try. "Awww, c'mon Fei Fei! Do I really-"

Wufei looked down, cutting Duo off mid word. "I am leaving now and you are coming with me." She removed herself from the chair and gracefully made for the door. When Duo showed no signs of moving she looked over her shoulder. "Now Maxwell!"

Duo got to his feet, giving Quatre a pitiful look. "Man, are you sure?"

Quatre held back a grin carefully. "I am entirely certain Duo, best go before you make Wufei angry."

Duo sighed and left the room quickly, following the feminized pilot out to the jeep.

Quatre started laughing once he heard the front door close. "I really don't thing Duo knows what he is in for Trowa."

Trowa smiled slightly. "Heero is playing with them. I saw the mission. It is a vacation."

Quatre nodded rapidly. "I know, but don't tell the other two that, Heero has something up his sleeve, he was actually smiling when he turned away from them, I saw it."

Trowa nodded, a smile breaking over his lips as another bout of giggles broke free of Quatre. This really would be an interesting... "Mission."

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Duo glared at Wufei as he met her at the car. Suffice to say, he wasn't all that happy about the situation. Normally he loved going shopping. He loved how it made him feel as if he had something worthwhile and was always happy when he could buy something he liked instead of having to steal it. The ride into the nearest city only took an hour, but Duo was insistent that he not speak to Wufei until they reached their destination. So he didn't. That didn't stop him from talking. He just didn't talk to Wufei. Instead he chose to sing along to the radio while he looked out his window.

Shaking her head as she at least controlled what was coming out of the radio, Wufei drove to their destination and pulled up in front of a store she was sure Duo would like if he were getting more male clothes than female. Shaking off the thought she turned in her seat, looking at Duo.

"Duo, we are here. I even came to a store I'm almost certain you would like. The majority of clothing in this place is black or something called gothic that I heard of. It is a style that started pre-colony that I believe you would enjoy."

Duo turned around in his seat, giving Wufei a completely puzzled look. "You mean that I am part of a style?"

"Yes, Maxwell, it seems you are. Now come along, we have clothing to get you." Wufei turned back around, removing herself from the jeep and going inside. She wasn't going to let just him get clothing here, she liked the styles of some of the clothes. And some of it was as close as she thought she would get to the loose clothing she was used to. Looking around the dark interior of the store, Wufei grinned slightly upon hearing the music that was playing inside, her gaze moving to the dresses.

Duo trailed after Wufei, less than enthused over the entire idea of shopping for girl clothes, but he pulled up short in the doorway. "Oh wow, you weren't kidding Fei-chan."

"Yes I know Maxwell. Come along." Reaching over and grabbing Duo's hand, Wufei pulled Duo into the store before looking around the room again, nodding to her self. It only took a few seconds longer before Duo was buzzing around the store, picking t-shirts with sayings on them, a pair of boots that were covered in buckled, and makeup. He didn't however, get anything resembling pants of a shirt. Wufei covered that, getting a few more feminine shirts, fishnet stockings, mini plaid skirts, even some pants for Duo. She was suprized that Duo covered the makeup angle himself for a moment, before realizing that he found the black lipstick and eyewear cool. She didn't protest them though. Duo would attract attention no matter what he did, what was a little black makeup? Dropping her additions to Duo's wardrobe on top of his pile, Wufei went around the store doing the same thing she just did for Duo. Just because it was a gothic store didn't mean that everything was black.

She collected a few long sleeve shirts, some tank tops, pants, long skirts and short, and a couple decidedly cool dresses for herself, them being made of velvet lace and satin, but sturdy enough to fight in if needed. She even got Duo one of the long back Velvet dresses, knowing he'd deal with the fact that there might actually be an occasion to wear something like that. By the time they made the counter, both had a large armload. Wufei even let Duo get a collar. She was a little shocked by how many things he found in the place he liked and would wear that were feminine.

Leaning into him, she lifted an eyebrow. "Maxwell, I thought you were against this idea?"

His reply was rather simple. "Just because I'm against it doesn't mean I won't want to look good while I'm doing it."

At Duo's grin, Wufei nodded, paying for the pile of clothing and assorted other additions with a stolen OZ bankcard. Of course it was a check card, so they didn't have to be worried about it. The rest of the evening went as well as the first stop, though Duo's reaction to having to shave his legs was comical, he chose that option over waxing. Wufei acquired what other makeup she might use, as well as some other clothing in her classic white scheme that she couldn't get in the gothic store.

The last stop was really the hardest of them all. Wufei looked over Duo and told him to stay put, knowing they were close enough in size it wouldn't affect the choices. Wufei ran inside the last store on her list, picking out the feminine undergarments needed for herself and Duo for a while. This included picking bras, underwear, socks, and everything else she could think of. Glad as she was that she didn't have to drag Duo into the store with her, she couldn't help herself. Once she got back out to the car she handed him his bags of goods.

"You have to wear some of that at all times." Wufei managed to hold back her grin. She'd gotten him a really huge array of things, in case he liked corsets or teddy's better. Who knew, maybe he would!

Looking into the bag, Duo turned bright red. "Fei, you are evil. Very, very evil!"

Wufei merely grinned, heading back to the safe house for the night.

To be continued.