Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Retribution ❯ Chapter 26
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By: Nita-sama 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Action | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.07.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 286 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Action | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.07.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 286 | Status: Completed
Title: Retribution
Genre: violence, abuse, mention of abuse, language, death (none of the guys….I don’t think), attempted/mentioned NCS, gore, graphic, supernatural, on-going-ness, crossdressing, lemons, and limes (for other parts), yaoi, yuri, politics, self insertions, angst, etc
Summary: Two groups of thieves find themselves drawn together through betrayal and lies.
Rating: R
Disclaimers: Give me a break. The friggin title isn’t even mine. Its ShadowKano (THANK YOU CHICA!!!). So how in the hell would you think that GW’s well created characters are mine? Yeah, you feel smart don’t ya? Just read the damn fic. :-P
Pairing: 1x1, 2x2, 3x3, 4x4, 5x5, 6x6…you get the idea…1x2/2x1, 3x4, 5x6(x13), Talim x Shai x (maybe a third bishie), SxN, HxR, 1xR (one sided)…..the guys are gonna sleep around until they get to their respective partners.
Scarletty: lol, I would've updated again but I had to go home. I almost didn't get the last chapter up in time before they dismissed us. Sang, huh? Cool. Don't worry about it. I'm willing to share my life. Its nothing I'm ashamed of. *shrugs* It makes me who I am. Yeah you get to get into the fic...I think you make an appearance either in this chapter or the next. I don't remember. Arson may make an appearance as a bad guy in the future. No he/she won't be killed off. Maybe reformed in some way. I think I'll put all my bishies into this fic. It would be a lot of fun. Yeah, I don't think I'm quite done with Pebbles yet. Maybe later. *grins* Thank you for the review!!
Rose Fury: Nayo!! lol, you'll get into the fic in a few chapters. I'm debating on how you'll appear. A lot of sorting out is taking place with this fic right now. Yeah, takes up all my thoughts. *grins* Thank you for the review!!
RebelbyNature: Yeah, I like making him kick ass too. He'll get some down time in a few though. Am I Gypsy's daughter? I'm not saying. *grins* That would ruin everything. I reveal nothing!! But I doubt Quazie will die....hopefully. If the bunnies like him, he won't. If they don't...shit even if they do chances are they'll kill him. Right now things aren't in his favor. My sister...umm.....they told me that even when she gets older she'll still be at risk of seizures. She can take medicine for it but she'll still be at risk. My cousin was premature too and she still has seizures. She's thirteen. Hopefully, it doesn't get out of hand. My little sister is my heart and my sanity of course. *grins* The only thing I have close to a conscience in this world. Ahem, heh, Thank you for the review.
Chapter 26:
The gym…area…was made up of various exercise equipment forming large perimeter around a section of grass about half an acre around. There were no mats or punching bags. Only weight sets for the arms and legs. In the middle men of different sizes sparred.
“You woke me up for this?” Talim asked glaring out at the different fights. They were all intriguing but his head still hurt like a bitch.
“You’ll live.” Nita commented moving to a spot of her own. She stood there until a woman about five-eight approached.
The new woman was pale skinned with pale blonde hair cut just above her ears. Her eyes were intense blue amplified by her fair complexion. She wore a baggy t-shirt and shorts hiding any feminine figure she may have had. “How ya feeling?” She asked.
“Morbid…” Nita answered and took a stance. The other woman took one as well. They stood like that for a full ten minutes before finally charging each other in a blur of fist.
“She always likes sparring with Naima.” Amber quipped scanning for someone to spar with. Silently, she wondered off.
“So training starts…with who?” Duo asked raising an eyebrow at his group. They all shrugged. “Anyone wanna spar?”
“I’ll spar with you.” Heero offered. He saw a flash of something go through the other man’s violet gaze. He wanted to fight just as much as he did. “Let’s go.” He said walking to an empty spot.
“C’mon, Tal.” Quatre urged grabbing the teen by the wrist.
“Aw, Quat, I don’t wanna.” Talim whined grudgingly following the Arabian.
Wufei chuckled and looked towards Sally. Without a word they walked off as well.
Chef snorted sparing Serpent a glance. He didn’t bother asking only taking a quick jab at the man.
Without his cloak Serpent was all wiry muscle. His skin stretched over those muscles tightly leaving it appearing as if it would rip with just one movement. His icy yellow glare locked with Chef.
“I would ask nicely, but I doubt you’d accept.” Chef ventured.
Serpent only charged him.
Quazie watched them all fight. How he wanted his Gypsy back. He missed her so much. He looked longingly towards the fight with Nita. The girl twirled and dodged Naima’s attack making it look almost like a dance. She was so much like Gypsy but without being her. It didn’t make any sense. Lonely, he flopped to sit and watch the haunting replica of his Gypsy fight.
***
Nita watched as Naima moved swiftly to avoid her roundhouse kicked. She threw up her guard quickly to block the retaliating jab to her ribcage. At the same time she sent a right hook aimed for the taller woman’s cheek. Her fist was caught and held onto tightly while another jab was delivered to the unprotected side.
The slighter girl did her best to block with her right leg. In an act of frustration, she jumped up and kicked out with both her feet. The backlash of the action wrenched her wrist from the other woman’s grasp as well as knocking the wind out of her opponent. The only fault was that she ended up falling on her back. Quickly she kicked back to her feet but had to fall back again to avoid a kick to the face. She kicked again twisting quickly landing a kick to Naima’s neck.
She stumbled with the force of the blow but recovered quickly. She kicked once, twice, then a third time until her foot connected with the hazel eyed teen’s stomach. Nita doubled over coughing long enough to receive a punch to the face. She returned the gesture by grabbing the woman around the waist. She lifted quickly bending backwards as she did. Within seconds she was doubled over backwards and Naima’s shoulders were connecting with the ground painfully. Just as quickly, she straightened turning around ready for more.
Naima rolled painfully slow to lay on her belly. Her shoulders hurt but it was better than a broken neck which she would’ve gotten if Nita was trying to kill her. Slowly, they began to circle each other glaring challengingly at the other.
**
Talim glared at the teen playfully jabbing at him. To tell the truth, he didn’t feel like fighting for once. //Such it up, you’re the main one who said you were at home, runt.// the familiar voice sneered. He snorted. How would Heero react if he knew he talked to his dead father?
“You ready?” Quatre asked.
Talim sighed and nodded his head slowly. The two stood straight up not bothering with a stance. Their techniques were their own and they didn’t need no stinking stance. They remained motionless for only a few seconds before taking off in opposite directions. Their eyes remained locked until the judged it better to look where they were going. Each knew they were going at only a quarter of their original speed. The weight of the gravity still played against their bodies.
Both made a sharp turn before they reach any of the other matches. They glared in each other’s eyes as they came closer and closer until they were right on each other. Quatre swung first with his right arm. Talim ducked it going into a tumble and kicking his legs up as he went. His foot would’ve connected with the Arabian’s cheek if it hadn’t been blocked. He rolled quickly to his feet squatting low to the ground hands raised slightly in front of him.
Quatre inched forward carefully watching as the other boy slowly tensed with their growing closeness. //Kind of like a snake// He thought with excitement. He kicked out as fast as he could aiming for the boy’s head. Talim rolled backwards managing to get to all fours with the momentum. Quickly he sent his feet as if to kick the other teen’s feet away from under him. Instead his feet continued until he was able to spin onto his hands sending his legs into a whirlwind of kicks.
Quatre jumped back having caught two kicks to his shoulder and face. The blows made his face ache but knew they could’ve done much more damage. Thinking quickly, he moved to kick the boy’s hands from under him. The movement made Talim falter enough from him to land a blow to the teen’s stomach. Talim toppled to the ground.
TBC.......
A/N: There was going to be more to this chapter but the rest of it is on another chapter. And yeah you guessed it. That means I can only update once today. *insert dramatic music* Its not that bad considering I have some insertions I need to do and a few revisions. I'll make up for it tomorrow after my final exams, kay?
Genre: violence, abuse, mention of abuse, language, death (none of the guys….I don’t think), attempted/mentioned NCS, gore, graphic, supernatural, on-going-ness, crossdressing, lemons, and limes (for other parts), yaoi, yuri, politics, self insertions, angst, etc
Summary: Two groups of thieves find themselves drawn together through betrayal and lies.
Rating: R
Disclaimers: Give me a break. The friggin title isn’t even mine. Its ShadowKano (THANK YOU CHICA!!!). So how in the hell would you think that GW’s well created characters are mine? Yeah, you feel smart don’t ya? Just read the damn fic. :-P
Pairing: 1x1, 2x2, 3x3, 4x4, 5x5, 6x6…you get the idea…1x2/2x1, 3x4, 5x6(x13), Talim x Shai x (maybe a third bishie), SxN, HxR, 1xR (one sided)…..the guys are gonna sleep around until they get to their respective partners.
Scarletty: lol, I would've updated again but I had to go home. I almost didn't get the last chapter up in time before they dismissed us. Sang, huh? Cool. Don't worry about it. I'm willing to share my life. Its nothing I'm ashamed of. *shrugs* It makes me who I am. Yeah you get to get into the fic...I think you make an appearance either in this chapter or the next. I don't remember. Arson may make an appearance as a bad guy in the future. No he/she won't be killed off. Maybe reformed in some way. I think I'll put all my bishies into this fic. It would be a lot of fun. Yeah, I don't think I'm quite done with Pebbles yet. Maybe later. *grins* Thank you for the review!!
Rose Fury: Nayo!! lol, you'll get into the fic in a few chapters. I'm debating on how you'll appear. A lot of sorting out is taking place with this fic right now. Yeah, takes up all my thoughts. *grins* Thank you for the review!!
RebelbyNature: Yeah, I like making him kick ass too. He'll get some down time in a few though. Am I Gypsy's daughter? I'm not saying. *grins* That would ruin everything. I reveal nothing!! But I doubt Quazie will die....hopefully. If the bunnies like him, he won't. If they don't...shit even if they do chances are they'll kill him. Right now things aren't in his favor. My sister...umm.....they told me that even when she gets older she'll still be at risk of seizures. She can take medicine for it but she'll still be at risk. My cousin was premature too and she still has seizures. She's thirteen. Hopefully, it doesn't get out of hand. My little sister is my heart and my sanity of course. *grins* The only thing I have close to a conscience in this world. Ahem, heh, Thank you for the review.
Chapter 26:
The gym…area…was made up of various exercise equipment forming large perimeter around a section of grass about half an acre around. There were no mats or punching bags. Only weight sets for the arms and legs. In the middle men of different sizes sparred.
“You woke me up for this?” Talim asked glaring out at the different fights. They were all intriguing but his head still hurt like a bitch.
“You’ll live.” Nita commented moving to a spot of her own. She stood there until a woman about five-eight approached.
The new woman was pale skinned with pale blonde hair cut just above her ears. Her eyes were intense blue amplified by her fair complexion. She wore a baggy t-shirt and shorts hiding any feminine figure she may have had. “How ya feeling?” She asked.
“Morbid…” Nita answered and took a stance. The other woman took one as well. They stood like that for a full ten minutes before finally charging each other in a blur of fist.
“She always likes sparring with Naima.” Amber quipped scanning for someone to spar with. Silently, she wondered off.
“So training starts…with who?” Duo asked raising an eyebrow at his group. They all shrugged. “Anyone wanna spar?”
“I’ll spar with you.” Heero offered. He saw a flash of something go through the other man’s violet gaze. He wanted to fight just as much as he did. “Let’s go.” He said walking to an empty spot.
“C’mon, Tal.” Quatre urged grabbing the teen by the wrist.
“Aw, Quat, I don’t wanna.” Talim whined grudgingly following the Arabian.
Wufei chuckled and looked towards Sally. Without a word they walked off as well.
Chef snorted sparing Serpent a glance. He didn’t bother asking only taking a quick jab at the man.
Without his cloak Serpent was all wiry muscle. His skin stretched over those muscles tightly leaving it appearing as if it would rip with just one movement. His icy yellow glare locked with Chef.
“I would ask nicely, but I doubt you’d accept.” Chef ventured.
Serpent only charged him.
Quazie watched them all fight. How he wanted his Gypsy back. He missed her so much. He looked longingly towards the fight with Nita. The girl twirled and dodged Naima’s attack making it look almost like a dance. She was so much like Gypsy but without being her. It didn’t make any sense. Lonely, he flopped to sit and watch the haunting replica of his Gypsy fight.
***
Nita watched as Naima moved swiftly to avoid her roundhouse kicked. She threw up her guard quickly to block the retaliating jab to her ribcage. At the same time she sent a right hook aimed for the taller woman’s cheek. Her fist was caught and held onto tightly while another jab was delivered to the unprotected side.
The slighter girl did her best to block with her right leg. In an act of frustration, she jumped up and kicked out with both her feet. The backlash of the action wrenched her wrist from the other woman’s grasp as well as knocking the wind out of her opponent. The only fault was that she ended up falling on her back. Quickly she kicked back to her feet but had to fall back again to avoid a kick to the face. She kicked again twisting quickly landing a kick to Naima’s neck.
She stumbled with the force of the blow but recovered quickly. She kicked once, twice, then a third time until her foot connected with the hazel eyed teen’s stomach. Nita doubled over coughing long enough to receive a punch to the face. She returned the gesture by grabbing the woman around the waist. She lifted quickly bending backwards as she did. Within seconds she was doubled over backwards and Naima’s shoulders were connecting with the ground painfully. Just as quickly, she straightened turning around ready for more.
Naima rolled painfully slow to lay on her belly. Her shoulders hurt but it was better than a broken neck which she would’ve gotten if Nita was trying to kill her. Slowly, they began to circle each other glaring challengingly at the other.
**
Talim glared at the teen playfully jabbing at him. To tell the truth, he didn’t feel like fighting for once. //Such it up, you’re the main one who said you were at home, runt.// the familiar voice sneered. He snorted. How would Heero react if he knew he talked to his dead father?
“You ready?” Quatre asked.
Talim sighed and nodded his head slowly. The two stood straight up not bothering with a stance. Their techniques were their own and they didn’t need no stinking stance. They remained motionless for only a few seconds before taking off in opposite directions. Their eyes remained locked until the judged it better to look where they were going. Each knew they were going at only a quarter of their original speed. The weight of the gravity still played against their bodies.
Both made a sharp turn before they reach any of the other matches. They glared in each other’s eyes as they came closer and closer until they were right on each other. Quatre swung first with his right arm. Talim ducked it going into a tumble and kicking his legs up as he went. His foot would’ve connected with the Arabian’s cheek if it hadn’t been blocked. He rolled quickly to his feet squatting low to the ground hands raised slightly in front of him.
Quatre inched forward carefully watching as the other boy slowly tensed with their growing closeness. //Kind of like a snake// He thought with excitement. He kicked out as fast as he could aiming for the boy’s head. Talim rolled backwards managing to get to all fours with the momentum. Quickly he sent his feet as if to kick the other teen’s feet away from under him. Instead his feet continued until he was able to spin onto his hands sending his legs into a whirlwind of kicks.
Quatre jumped back having caught two kicks to his shoulder and face. The blows made his face ache but knew they could’ve done much more damage. Thinking quickly, he moved to kick the boy’s hands from under him. The movement made Talim falter enough from him to land a blow to the teen’s stomach. Talim toppled to the ground.
TBC.......
A/N: There was going to be more to this chapter but the rest of it is on another chapter. And yeah you guessed it. That means I can only update once today. *insert dramatic music* Its not that bad considering I have some insertions I need to do and a few revisions. I'll make up for it tomorrow after my final exams, kay?