Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Three Day War ❯ Part Two ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter Note: For the cloths, I’m thinking Mulan. So use your imagination. And any OC names you read, I just made up. Ailin and Shen are the only real Chinese names I used for OC’s. I’m too lazy to do the research. Also, most of this is from Meilan’s POV. If you’re wondering about the story idea and the OOCness, fear not. I thought, since I wasn’t going to kill Meilan, why get more AU?   Summery: AC 195, the war raged, tearing many people apart. Some bonds heal, some become stronger, and some never heal. War changes people. Meilan Chang knew this. The reality hit her hard many times. AU, 5xM   Pairings: Mainly 5xM with some 1xR, 2xH, 3xMU, 4xD Category: AU Genre: Drama, Romance, little hint of Action/Adventure Length: 3 chapters Warnings: some language, and violence, definite OOCness, and Lemon! Rating: M Disclaimer: Sorry but I don’t own GW or its characters. I do own the OC’s. Ja Ne!!!   “Three Day War” Part Two By Elda Aranel   AC 198             “Are you always this stubborn?” Li Ling asked. Meilan shrugged. She was once again arguing with Li Ling, one of the men that made her one of their goal. Since the end of the war, that’s all anyone could do, lust after her. Meilan was now eighteen. It had been three long years since the war ended. Three years since she last saw Wufei, her husband. There had been no contact from him since the battle on the colony where she saw him piloting Shenlong. She never liked him but even she would admit he was better than the other men who were after her. Right now, she was having the time of her life fending of the number one contender, Li Ling. It didn’t help he caught her with a dress on. She would have some trouble fighting him if it came to that.             “Pretty much,” she answered casually.             ; “Well, I would rather you not be stubborn,” he replied. “It’s irritating trying to fight with you.”           &nb sp; “You are not my husband and do not have any power over me,” she snapped. “So don’t tell me what to do and not do.”           &nbs p; “I’m supposedly your husband-to-be,” Li said hotly.             “Not if I have anything to do with it,” Meilan said. “There’s no way I’ll marry you. You are weak.”           &n bsp; “I’m not weak, bitch!” Li said harshly. “I’m one of the strongest in my class and family. Don’t go saying I’m weak.”           &n bsp; “You couldn’t beat a mouse, let alone me,” Meilan retorted.             ; “I’ll take you down anytime, Mei,” Li said.             “And stop calling me that! It’s Meilan to you,” she said. “You have no right to call me any pet names, or the right to tell me what to do.”           &nbs p; “I can do as I please. Don’t forget your place, woman,” Li said.             “I’ll ─” she was cut short as a man walked up to the arguing pair. He bowed and spoke to Meilan.             “Master Long wishes to speak with you,” he said. Meilan nodded, scowling inside. She followed the man away from Li to where her grandfather was waiting for her: in the clan garden. It was a secluded place surrounding them with lush bushes and fragrant flowers of many colors. Master Long sat on a flat rock by a small blue pond. Meilan walked toward him and bowed. The other man had left.             “You wished to speak with me, Grandpa?” she asked.             “Yes, I do,” Master Long said. “There are two things. One is new, one is old. You know what the old is.”           &nbs p; “Me and marriage,” Meilan said with a sigh. “And we’ve been over this over and over. I’m not getting married again. Not unless you provide proof that Wufei is dead. And if you do that, then at least pick someone other than Ling Li. He’s weak and has no intellect.”          &nb sp;  “He’s a strong warrior and quite intelligent,” Master Long argued. “If Wufei was still alive then he would have at least contacted us. There hasn’t been a word since the war. It’s time to move on. You’ve long lost any hope of him returning. Besides, you two always argued and hated each other. I don’t see why you’re waiting around. Unless I’m mistaken, you’re just trying to avoid getting married again.”           & nbsp; “Get off my case, would you?” she said through clenched teeth. “I will not remarry.”            ;  “The other Elders and I have already talked. You will be married to Ling Li in three weeks from today,” Master Long said firmly. Her heart sank.            “What?! I don’t think so! I will not marry him. He’s stuck up and a complete weakling. He’s not worthy,” she ranted.             “Meilan, you will marry Ling Li in three weeks. End of discussion,” Master Long said.             “You can’t make me marry him. I don’t care what you ─”              “Excuse me but the Preventers have arrived, Master Long,” the servant said. Master Long turned to his now silent granddaughter. He could feel her seething. He knew the Elders and he just set off a bomb.             “That brings me to topic two: the Preventers. They believe there are assassins connected to this colony. They didn’t say much about these assassins. They sent two Preventers to investigate. I expect you to be well mannered. They shouldn’t be here for long. Show them this way.” The servant left and returned later with the two Preventers. One had Persian blue eyes with brown hair. The second Preventer was Chinese and quite familiar.             ; “Wufei,” Meilan whispered very softly.             “Welcome to our colony, Preventers,” Master Long said. “I’m Master Long. This is my granddaughter, Long Meilan.” He felt Meilan glaring into his back when he used her maiden name.             “Preventer Zero,” Heero said and he gave a curt nod towards Wufei. “Preventer Dragon. I’m assuming Chief Une has already spoken with you about why we’re here.”           &n bsp; “She did indeed,” Master Long said. “She went through everything. From what I was told, once you have met with me I guess you’re on your own.”           &nb sp; “That’s what we were told as well,” Wufei said. “We’re hoping you’ll inform us if anything comes up.”           &nbs p; “I’ll be sure to do that,” Master Long said. The Preventers half bowed and left. Once the door was closed Meilan turned to her grandfather.           &n bsp; “What was that about me remarrying?” she asked dryly. Then she brushed past him and left the hall. Master Long sighed. More complications. How distressing.            & nbsp;  Meilan walked through the streets silently. Children played in the streets while their parents tended to the markets. A traditional setting with a modern twist. Something she grew up in. Leaving the tourist and business side of town, Meilan wandered into the neighborhood side of the colony. She passed a familiar yet darkened house. Mira. Her husband did die in the 195 war. Mira was Meilan’s best friend for years. They were complete opposites in appearances and activities, but got along like sisters. Last year, Mira passed away. No one ever found out how she died. Her sight lessened until she was blind and then her body became weaker. Within two months, the young woman was dead. No one missed her more than Meilan.             Meilan stopped to gaze at the house. So many memories. She spent most of the war with Mira, watching the news and talking. She wished Mira was still alive. She was the one Meilan wanted to talk to about the new marriage conflict. Somehow, Meilan knew it would come down to Li Ling or Chang Wufei. Other than they constantly fought in the past, she would rather be stuck with Wufei then Ling. At least he didn’t live here and she knew how to put up with him.             “Mira,” she muttered softly.             “What happened?” a voice asked suddenly. Meilan turned around to see Wufei and the other man, Heero.             “She died last year,” Meilan said. “No one knows how and didn’t really bother trying to figure it out.”           &nb sp; “Sorry,” Wufei said. “I knew she was like a sister to you.”           &nb sp; “I’m over it,” she said. “I guess you two are looking around for some assassins or something related to them.”           &n bsp; “You’re sharp,” Heero commented. “I don’t suppose you know anything, do you?” Meilan looked at him.             “Hard to say, since I wouldn’t know what to look for,” she finally said. “I did not know there were assassins being sought out, or that they were believed to have connections to this colony. So don’t go asking me for information unless you give me specifics.” Her last statement came out a little snappy.             “At the moment, we’re looking around for rumors, conversations, anything in those areas,” Heero replied. Meilan thought for a moment. What of that rumor Lana and Ailin were talking about? She couldn’t recollect the entire conversation and didn’t was to falsely point fingers at her friends. Finally, she just shook her head. “Can’t help you there.” “I don’t believe you,” Heero said. Meilan knew she was a bad liar.             “Get off my case, would you?” That was becoming her everyday line.             “Meilan, we need to know anything that relates to this case,” Wufei said.             “Later.” Meilan turned and began walking away. The two men watched at she left. Then they turned and went the other direction. What a great start of a mission.   ~[~                Heero and Wufei sat in their apartment, running through some of their files. It had been two days since their arrival and nothing serious had turned up yet. Heero would never admit it but he was glad Wufei was along for the mission. Not only did he speak their language, he knew many of the people and how to work with them. It made the job a little easier going. The only problem they had been with that one woman. She seemed reserved and willing to not cooperate easily. Wufei said her name was Chang Meilan. Heero guessed they were related but didn’t push the matter.             “The only thing we might have is in that woman,” Heero said as last. “My guess is that we won’t get far without knowing was she knows.”           & nbsp; “You’re right,” Wufei agreed. “She’s just so stubborn.”          &nbs p;  “You know her more than me,” Heero added. “I’ll continue looking around while you talk to her.”           &nb sp; Wufei sighed. He figured he would be on ‘interrogate-Meilan’ duty. “Fine.” With that, he stood and left the room. A few moments later, Heero followed out of the room.             &n bsp; Meilan was in the flower field, practicing once again. He would not leave her thoughts. A part of her was thrilled to see him alive. That meant no Ling or anyone else. Yet, it saddened her. They parted on bad terms. Why didn’t he contact her? Her thoughts were a jumbled mess. She breathed out and swung around, only to see the topic of her thoughts. Wufei stood there casually, watching her movements.           &nbs p; “How long have you been there? And how did you know I was here?” she asked. She somehow knew he was looking for her.             “Only a few minutes,” he answered. “I know you well enough. This time of day you’re either practicing in the gardens or here.”           &n bsp; “Alright so what do you want?”           &n bsp; “To talk about whatever you’re hiding,” he said. When she looked at him, confused, he said, “We know you’re hiding something about the assassins. You were always a horrible liar.”           &n bsp; Meilan turned away to hide the red the dusted her cheeks. That jerk! “Meilan…” She turned to face him again. His expression was mostly unreadable, yet solemn.             “If we don’t sort this assassin issue out, if they strike at the rumored targets and succeed, war could easily start up. For some reason, I know you don’t want that.”           &n bsp; “Alright, I’ll tell you,” she said. He then turned away.             “Back at the apartment,” he said. “The open area is dangerous to talk about these things.” Meilan silently agreed and followed him back to the apartment his partner and him stayed in. The room was clean, with the exception of a few file folders and two laptop computers. Wufei gestured for her to sit down. She sat on the couch. Wufei remained standing.             ; “Do you remember Lana and Ailin?” she asked. He nodded.             “Those two, Mira, and yourself were close friends before Lana married and Mira died,” he said softly.             “Well, I was with the two a week ago,” Meilan began. “It was late evening when we talked. Lana mentioned a rumor she had heard recently. Something about an assassination of Relena and the ESUN president, along with other high officials. I don’t remember much of the conversation. They said something about a public assassination. I can’t recall whom they heard that rumor from.”           &n bsp; “That’s the best lead we’ve had so far,” Wufei said. He sat down at his computer and began typing something.           &nbs p; “Nothing will happen to Lana and Ailin, right?” she asked.             “Not unless they are involved, which I doubt.” She sunk into her own thoughts for a while as Wufei continued working.             “Wufei,” Meilan said quietly. He didn’t turn to her. Instead, he continued working. She waited for him to respond.             “I’m listening,” he said, still not turning to her.             “Where were you these last few years?” she asked.             “Here and there. The last couple of years I spent were with the Preventers,” Wufei replied.             “And you never contacted us,” Meilan snapped. “How could you just walk out on us? We were worried about you!” ‘I was worried about you,’ she added reluctantly to herself.             “You’re still you,” Wufei said. Meilan looked at him, puzzled.             “What do you mean by that?” she asked hotly.             “I thought you had mellowed out since we last met,” he answered. “You seemed quieter. I guess no one has really bugged you lately.”              “I’ve been ‘bugged’ enough lately, thanks to you,” Meilan said. “Because you never contacted us, they all thought you were dead. Grandpa was going to marry me off to Li Ling! In three weeks!”           & nbsp; “What’s your complaint? If I still know you, you’d do fine with him,” Wufei said. He printed off a few data sheets he had composed. Meilan stared at him. He wasn’t fazed that his wife would be his ex-wife and married to a long time rival?             “No I wouldn’t,” she said. “I’ve already met him. He’s weak and…and…just so stupid. He thinks he can rule me and order me around.”              “I thought you enjoyed arguing,” Wufei said.             “Not really,” she replied. “I don’t like submitting to people like him.” He finally turned to Meilan.             “Last time I checked, you don’t submit to anyone,” he said.             “I do but it’s a rare thing,” Meilan said. “You did a fine job in that field 3 years ago.”           &nb sp; “You hardly submitted. You just received a harsh blow to your pride. I did notice you settled down a little.”              “I learned a lot that day, like you said,” she said. “I underestimated you and I ended up losing that fight.”           & nbsp; “And you pretty much went into a small depression,” he added. “Those few days were the quietest days we’ve had since we were married.”            ;  “Very funny,” she said. “And you didn’t care at all.”           &nb sp; “I did, but that was a defeat you had to accept and understand on your own. I couldn’t do anything for you; just make sure you didn’t hurt yourself,” Wufei replied.             “Huh?” Meilan was officially lost. Unfortunately, she couldn’t argue. Once again he had eluded with small wise words. Before she could think of a way to respond, he grabbed his papers and walked out the door.             “Feel free to leave anytime,” he said over his shoulder. Meilan slowly walked out of the building to the clan gardens to ponder.             It was getting dark before Meilan decided to head home. As she walked down the empty street, a loud bang sounded.  She hurried to where the sound had come from. Suddenly Heero and Wufei came around the corner of a large building. Both of their guns were drawn.             “What is-” she began, but Wufei silenced her with a glare and pulled her along. The three ducks behind a large, decorative, quarry stone surrounded by lush bushes. A gunshot was heard and a bullet ricocheted off the rock. Meilan was gently, but firmly, pushed to the ground by her husband. Heero decided to go offensive. He moved sharply, aiming his gun toward the shooter. He fired a shot but it hit nothing. The shooter was gone.             “What was that about?” Meilan asked, slowly getting up.             “Someone decided we weren’t needed,” Wufei said. He stood up, holstered his gun, and helped Meilan up.             “Whoever it was is long gone,” Heero said, his own gun put away. “They’ll probably be back.”           &n bsp; “Something tells me that the others are having the same problem…or are going to,” Wufei added.             “We’ll contact them tomorrow,” Heero said. “I’m going to see if there’s any clue to our attacker.”          &nbs p; “I’ll go talk to Master Long,” Wufei stated. “More than likely he heard those gunshots.” Heero nodded in agreement.           &nbs p; “We’ll meet back at the room in two hours,” the Japanese Preventer said. Then he waked off. Wufei turned to Meilan.             “I’ll drop you home before I go talk to Master Long,” he said.             “I’m not a child,” she said, glaring at him.             “Do you really want to walk in the dark with some shooter around?”              Meilan was caught there. “Alight,” she gave in. They began walking towards Meilan’s home.             “Why were you running from that man?” she asked. “With two against one, you could’ve won easily.”              Wufei sighed. “Easy for you to say. As a Preventer, we try to avoid violence, especially so early in the game. Besides, could you see the shooter? I couldn’t either. I wanted to avoid any unnecessary gunfire. If we had aimed wrong, who knows what could have happened. And since we couldn’t see him, we didn’t know where the next bullet was coming from.”           &n bsp; “Oh,” she said quietly. After a moment she said, “You really have changed n some ways. I never thought you would pilot Shenlong, or get involved with the war like you did.”           &nb sp; “You’ve changed, too,” he said sincerely.           &nbs p; “Still hate me?” she asked off handedly.             ; “Hate you? I may have been irritated or frustrated with you but I don’t think I could hate you,” he said lightly. They walked up to the house.             “Really? Why?”           &nb sp; “I admire you. You have a fiery spirit many people don’t have.” He paused for a moment. “I have to leave. We’ll talk another time.” With that, he turned and left her alone. Meilan watched him leave before entering the house. What a night!   ~[~           &n bsp;   “We’re at a stand still,” Heero announced. “Until we hear from Sally and Noin about the bullet and the other guys, we’re stuck here.”           &n bsp; “So there’s not a thing we can do,” Wufei concluded. “Lana and Ailin led us straight to nothing.”            ;  “Either them or that other girl, Meilan,” Heero said. A man walked up to them.             “Master Long wished to speak with you,” he said. The two Preventers walked to the main hall where the clan master stood waiting for them.            “I was hoping to talk more deeply about last night,” he began. Before any thing else was said, another man walked in.             “Excuse me, Master Long,” he said with a bow. “I was looking for Meilan. No has seen her this morning.”            ;  Master Long shook his head. “Not since our…talk yesterday morning.” The man bow again and left. The Elder turned back to the Preventers. “About last night…”                Li Ling knocked on the door of Meilan’s home. After the third knock, the door opened to reveal a somewhat tired Meilan. She groaned upon seeing him. Personally, he was the last person she wanted to see. Any more of his ‘rule-you’ attitude and he may not live to be married to anyone. “Now what?” she asked. He frowned but kept quiet as he walked in.             ‘What is it with people barging into my house?’ she thought irritably.           &nbs p; “No one saw you this morning and earlier this afternoon and were wondering where you were,” Li said without much preamble. Meilan rolled her eyes. How new was that? It wasn’t very often she socialized. The other half was that she was trying to avoid her grandfather, parents, and Li. And maybe Wufei; she hadn’t decided on that yet.             “They didn’t see me because I didn’t see them,” she retorted, closing the door.             “I think a little respect is in order, woman,” Li snapped.             Meilan felt like punching him. ‘He shouldn’t be talking about respect!’ She replied tersely, “You need to earn it first.”           & nbsp; Suddenly, she was against the wall, his fists placed on either side of her head. She felt like a caged animal. As least she could move, unlike the incident with Kun Shaolang, who died in that attack in 195 when Wufei was on the colony for the last time.             “May I remind you of your place, Meilan,” he said in a low tone.             Regaining her courage, she glared daggered at him. “You don’t own me.”           &nbs p; “In less than three weeks, I will,” he reminded her.             “If you haven’t noticed, my husband is still well and alive,” she pointed out. “So Master Long can’t have us married.” It surprised her how she easily said that. ‘I’m going soft,’ she thought dryly.             “He approved of that marriage, he can break it. Face it, Meilan, Chang doesn’t accept you as his wife,” Li sneered. “And he doesn’t live here anymore. What’s the point of carrying on? Not to mention you and Chang never got along.”           & nbsp; “All it comes down to is either you or Chang. In the long and short run, Wufei a whole lot better than you,” she snapped. In an instant, he back handed her across the face. When the initial shock was gone, so was Li Ling. The sting still remained, no doubt coloring her right cheek. Finally, she stormed out of the house. A short walk and a few turns later found her in the field she loved so much. Since she forgot to change out of her dress, Meilan did mainly kata involving the upper body. That didn’t bother her much. In fact, it helped. When you are seriously annoyed and angry at the same time, just imagine the face of someone you hate and pretend to beat the living shit out of it. Works all the time. Meilan gave a small smile. It was almost three years ago she would rather knock Wufei around instead of Ling. Then again, she didn’t know Ling at the time. If she did, forget Wufei. Ling was worse.             & nbsp; It was nearly six thirty before Meilan called it quits and went home. After a cool shower, she slipped into a simple blue, green, and white Chinese dress. She brushed her hair and tied the ends together in a bun. Not long after, Ailin came to the house.             “You should wear dresses more often,” Ailin said. “You’re beautiful in them.” Meilan looked at her friend. Ailin was always a bit on the girly side.             “Why did you come here anyway? It can’t be to harass me about clothing.”          &nbs p;  “Actually, someone told me to get you. Master Long, Master Honlyn, and Master Gin wanted to speak with you apparently. By the way, is it true you’re going to marry Li Ling?” she inquired cheerfully. Ailin didn’t know it but she was slowly walking towards a mine field.             “Like hell I would,” Meilan said. “Besides, I’m still married.”            ;  “Rumors are going around that the Elders are going to terminate the marriage between you and Chang Wufei,” Ailin said. She continued babbling. “I was never fond of the Chang family. Seemed awkward to me. Anyway, you’re lucky to marry Ling. Half, well all of, of the other girls are envious. I mean, he’s strong, smart, and quiet good-looking. He’s also-”           &n bsp; “-a complete jerk,” Meilan interjected. Ailin stared at her. Meilan groaned. “If you want him, he’s all yours. He’s the complete opposite of everything you said. Add to that that he’s insensitive, rude, and has an ego so large I’m surprised the colony is still intact. If they do break the marriage, the Elders will more then likely find the wedding short a bride. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be going now.” And then she left. Ailin pouted and followed her friend out the door. They went different directions.           &nb sp; As she walked to the hall, Meilan kept out of sight. Other than Ailin, Master Long, and a few others, no one ever saw her in a dress. And she wasn’t going to ruin her reputation so quickly. Suddenly, she heard voices talking in hushed tones. Quickly, Meilan snuck up to eavesdrop.           &nbs p; “So what do we do about those Preventers? We can’t very well continue with them around. In fact, they weren’t supposed to be here in the first place!”           & nbsp; “We’ll take them out then. It’s not hard. I know Preventer Chang has a wife here. She’s also the granddaughter of Master Long. If we get her, chances are they’ll do what we want to protect her. Even if they hate each other, he’ll still have to consider her safety as a civilian and a relation to a colony official.”          &nbs p;  Meilan strained to recognize the voices. She knew them but couldn’t identify the hushed tones. She hated that. It irritated her to no end.             “Fine. It all works with me. You know this place. How do we get the blasted girl?” This voice Meilan didn’t even know. Even the accent was different.           &nbs p; “Why the hell do you think I was in a hurry? She’s on her way to the great hall now, moron. We have to catch her off guard. She’s not easily dealt with.”           &n bsp; Meilan didn’t listen to any more. She turned and started to slowly creep her way back. The more distance she put between those people and herself, the less distance she’d have to run. She didn’t know where the Elder’s were at this time of night. Grandpa was rarely home. It would be risky to go there. Even if he was there, what could he do? And she definitely wasn’t gong to go to Ailin’s or Lana’s place. It occurred to her that she had to get to Wufei and Heero.             As she moved along the stone path, a dark figure jumped out at her wielding a long knife. His face was covered with a dark cloth. Meilan bit back a scream as she dodged his attack. Remembering her constricting attire, she relied on hand to hand combat. Once he was on the ground, she started to run. When she tried to run past him, he grasped her ankle, tripping her. She awkwardly struggled against him. A second later he was up with his knife. He forced her to stand, holding her arm in a vice grip.             Without thought, she swiftly kneed him in the lower stomach. With a gasp, he doubled over. He still held her arm. Meilan grabbed the hand with the knife and forced it near his concealed face. The iron blade left a deep cut on his left side of his face. At the wave of new pain, the anguished man thrust the knife from his body and let her go. As he did so, Meilan began to pull away. The cold metal came into contact with her arm, creating a three inch long, horizontal wound on her right shoulder. Without a second thought, Meilan ran from the man, clutching her arm.             She ran for nearly ten minutes before stopping. Her arms was bleeding freely now. She ripped a strip of cloth from her dress hem to roughly wrap the wound. After slowing the bleeding a little, she quickly made her way to the apartment where the Preventers were at. The streets were dark and silent. Finally she reached the building where he was staying. With the room number in mind, she searched for the room. Finally, her eyes landed on the room door. She knocks and the door and waited. A moment later the door opened.             When Wufei saw the disheveled woman, he called for Heero as he moved to support her. He led her inside to the small kitchen table. Heero entered the area with the first aid kit. He asked, “What happened?”          &nbs p;  “I…was attacked,” Meilan answered. “Ailin came to me saying that Grandpa wanted to see me along with Master Gin and Honlyn. So I went and found a trap instead.” She then proceeded to tell the two men everything she had heard and what had happened in careful detail. While she did so, Wufei listened as he tended to her wounds. Her shoulder needed a few stitches before he wrapped it up. He waited until she finished before taking care of her other scrapes and tiny cuts. When she did finish, Heero looked at Wufei.             “I’m going to look for Master Long and the others,” he said. “Maybe we can figure this out.” He left the room. The small click of the door signals his departure. Wufei continued checking her over. There were a couple of smaller scrapes on her face from when she fell. There was also the slightest bruise on her cheek as well. He used a cotton swab and dipped it in a little hydrogen peroxide. Meilan flinched a little as her skin stung from the hydrogen peroxide.             ; “Sorry,” he said.             “It’s okay.”           &n bsp; “How hard did you hit the ground? It didn’t sound that bad,” he asked.             “It wasn’t from the fall,” she replied in monotone. Wufei stopped to listen attentively. Meilan almost never spoke like that. He began to think she wasn’t going to tell him anything when she did. “I…had a small spat with Li Ling. That’s all.” She wasn’t too keen on the idea of reviewing the conversation.           & nbsp; “Small? Damn, Meilan, he left a bruise. What did you say that made him snap? Actually, why are you even associating with him? I never butt into your business but I at least knew you hated his family’s guts.”           &n bsp; “Just buzz off!” she said defensively. She knew that remark stung. Heck, she felt it herself. It was just a reaction.             ; “Just trying to help,” he muttered, standing up. He began putting the supplies back into the small box.             “Sorry,” Meilan apologized softly. He barely heard her.             “Forget it.” He began to leave the room.             “Wufei, please.” He had to stop. It could have been his imagination but he thought he heard a pleading tone in her voice. He didn’t turn to her though. Instead, he just listened as she spoke.             “He’s been around me lately, because…we’re supposed to be married.” Wufei sat back down. He kept an expressionless countenance.           &n bsp; “You were gone for so long; everyone doubted that you would come back or that you were even alive. Right before you came that day, Grandpa said that the Elders want Li and me to marry in three weeks. This afternoon, he stopped by the house. I pretty much said he was a jerk and all that. Then he hit me and left.”           &n bsp; “You didn’t do anything else?”           &n bsp; “Just stormed off later to vent some anger,” she said ruefully.             ; “Normally I wouldn’t say this but feel free to hit him next time,” he said. He then left to put the supplies away.             “That bastard didn’t care one little bit,” she murmured, her tone bitter. When he walked back in, she asked, “What happens from here?”           &n bsp; “Hopefully we find most of the attackers and put and end to this case,” he answered flatly. “That done, we can get back to our lives. Right now, you’re safer here until we can find Master Long.”           &n bsp; “Fine,” Meilan huffed. Wufei sat back down to finish whatever he started on the computer. The woman let her thoughts drift.             Fate was indeed unkind. In fact, it was heartless. A monster. Time does change things. Not long ago she hated this man she now ran to. Even now, she still found a moment or two to hate him. She hadn’t seen him in three years, yet she found her feelings changing. Meilan blamed the new developments with Li for these changes. At least she didn’t love Wufei, right? How could she? He hasn’t been around. When they parted, she still hated him. It made no sense. Her thoughts went back to what Ling said. It was true. The two never accepted each other. Wufei’s work kept him away. It was hopeless. Her life was hopeless.             ; Slowly, Meilan began to doze off. The phone rang. She didn’t bother to lift her head from the table, nor did she listen to what Wufei said. She fell victim to the soothing darkness.   ~[~            ;    When Meilan awoke, she felt a sharp pain in her upper arm. Opening her eyes, she noticed two things: 1) she was lying on her injured shoulder and 2) she was in a bed. First, she rolled onto her back to get off her wound. The pain let up quickly. Checking her bandage, she found that the wound had barely bled through. Once she was awake enough, she stood and left the room. Heero and Wufei were both sitting at the table, talking softly. They stopped when she entered the area.             “You’re finally awake,” Heero said.             “What time is it?” she asked.             “Ten twenty-three,” Heero replied.             “What? I never sleep in that late!” she exclaimed. The two looked at her.             “You had a rough day yesterday, so that’s reasonable.”          &n bsp;  Meilan was quiet for a while. First she fought with Li, and then spent hours practicing her forms. After that she went home only to leave and hear she’s being hunted. Right after that she was nearly kidnapped. Lastly, she practically ran all the way to the apartment. ‘I guess that would wear someone out,’ she thought. A moment later, Heero left and came back with some bandages.             ; “Might as well redo your bandages before the wound gets infected,” he explained.           &nbs p; “I can do it myself,” Meilan said. If there was one thing she hated, it was feeling like she was being babied. Heero just shrugged and handed the materials to her. Then she promptly left the room.             “She’s stubborn,” the stoic man replied.             “I could have told you that,” Wufei replied.                         Meilan undid the upper part of her dress to get to her shoulder. Underneath was a tight fitting tang top. Once she unwrapped the bandage, Meilan quickly washed the wound before trying to rewrap it. Unfortunately, it was harder than she thought. There was still a little pain. And constantly harassing the wound didn’t help at all. “Damn bandage,” she grumbled. A pair of hands suddenly took the bandage from her.             Meilan glared at Wufei. “I can do this myself!”              “Don’t make it harder than it should be,” he replied brusquely. Meilan began to protest but thought better of it. Instead, she just looked away stubbornly. Wufei ignored her and quickly wrapped the cloth snug around her arm. Then he put the left of supplies away and left.             “You’re welcome,” he said as he left her sight. Meilan didn’t say anything as she fixed her dress again and joined the two men.             “Now what?” she asked.             “It’s over…for now,” Heero said. Before she could ask, he continued, “That man with the face wound was found dead. His name was Chein Hwan. Our back up teams arrived in time to catch most of the assassin team. We hope they’ll give away their leader. The chief said he’s elsewhere. From the looks of it, L5 is cleared. Until then, we’re done here.”           &n bsp; Meilan nodded. ‘I’m glad that’s over for now. But what about…?’ “I see,” she said. “So you’ll be leaving soon.”           &n bsp; “I’m leaving in a couple of hours,” Heero said. It was when he said that that she noticed the room was clean of papers and the two duffle bags lay packed.             “Only you?” Meilan asked.             “Heero is going to leave with the rest of the teams,” Wufei said. “I’m the only one staying behind.”              “Why are you-” Meilan began to ask when Wufei cut her off. He stood up along with Heero.             He spoke, “Before much more happens, Master Long wanted to see you whenever you were ready.” Before she could stop herself, Meilan groaned out loud. The two men look at her, amusement in their eyes. Instead of commenting, they continued on their business. Heero picked up his bag and left the room promptly. Wufei lingered.             ; “I’ll escort you to the Hall,” he said. “And no arguments.” She glared at him. At the moment, she wanted nothing more than to argue with him, to put up a fight. Of all things, she hated to be bossed around like that. Than again, there was no point in arguing. When she thought about it, if he was around for her ‘favorite topic’, maybe something would get accomplished.           & nbsp; “Fine,” she muttered. Nothing else was said as they left the room. It was a rather short trip to the hall, only taking 15 minutes to get there. It occurred to Meilan that they sort of stuck out in the crowd, her more than Wufei. Her dress was dirty and torn. No to mention her overall appearance was a bit ragged. Yet she fit in a little easier with the traditional Chinese setting. Wufei wore jeans with a dark blue T-shirt. He left his Preventer’s jacket at the room, seeing as he was off duty now. No one bothered them though.             The Elders were gathered in the Hall when the two arrived. Meilan bowed before them, as did Wufei. Strangely, Wufei kept a small distance from the Elders and Meilan, as if hiding in the shadows. He also kept his silence.             Once the Council were done observing her appearance, Master Gin spoke, “We’re happy to see you alive and well, Chang Meilan. Unfortunately, we wished to speak with you on an old, tiring matter.”              “With all due respect but could you all get off my case?” she asked, trying to hold in her impatience and frustration. Some of the Elders glared at her.             Master Long coughed to break the budding tension. “Meilan, please, that is enough. The matter with the Preventers is over. Now we can get back to the marriage dilemma. When we told you that you were to be married to Li Ling in three weeks, you were extremely ornery about it.” Meilan gave a soft smirk at this. Master Long ignored it as he went on. “And when we told you this, we also believed Chang Wufei to be dead or at least that he would never step foot on this colony again. However, that’s changed. Wufei, I believe you know most of the details of this matter.” Wufei stepped up beside Meilan, still a few feet from her.             “Yes,” he said.             “We’re down to this, Meilan,” Master Chein said. “You have three days with Chang Wufei to come to a decision. Between you two, decide if you will continue to be married or to have if annulled. Should you choose the latter, the marriage between Li Ling and you will go on as planned. If you don’t wish those three days, say so now. What will it be?”           &nbs p; It took all of Meilan’s self control not to look towards Wufei. She shouldn’t need him to make a decision! “I’d like to take the three days with this.” The Elders nodded and dismissed them. Once outside, Meilan finally turned to Wufei.             “Are you staying at the motel or the house?” she asked.             “Only if you want me in the house,” he replied.             “It’s your home, too,” she pointed out. He gazed at her.             “Was,” he corrected softly. She didn’t reply to that. Finally, he left to grab his things while Meilan went back to the house to clean up.   ~[~   Day One:             Meilan woke up the next morning feeling down. The light filtered into her room in thin rays. Thankfully, she remembered to cover the windows with the blinders. She hated bright light in the morning. Looking at her clock, she saw it was eight thirty. What’s wrong with her? Since when did she sleep this late? She quickly got up and pulled on a pair of dark blue pants and buttoned up a matching shirt. After brushing her hair an slipping on a pair of indoor shoes, she left the room. Wufei was nowhere in sight. Once in the kitchen, she already found breakfast waiting for her.             “Glad he thought of me,” she muttered.            &nbs p;  She didn’t see Wufei until late afternoon, around four o’clock. She was practicing in the field when she saw him walking over to her. Like yesterday, he wore jeans and a T-shirt, though this one was black.             “Thanks for waking me up,” she grumbled, returning her attention to her practice.             ; “You needed some rest,” he replied.             “Whatever. By the way, where were you this morning?”            ;  “Visiting some old friends,” Wufei said. He took a place in front of her. Before she knew it, Meilan found herself sparring with Wufei. He was just as good as she remembered, if not better. Unlike the last and only time they sparred, his blows weren’t meant to knock her down hard. In fact, he executed moves that forced the young woman to counter with forms she was weak in. It appeared he remembered her well enough. The spar went on for nearly fifteen minutes before they called it quits. Both were winded, Meilan more than Wufei.             “You have definitely improved,” he complimented.           & nbsp; “Same with you,” Meilan said. She sat on the ground and relaxed. Her eyes were closed, bathing in the slight breeze as Wufei joined her. The two just sat there, actually enjoying each other’s company for once.             “Let me ask you this: what do you want?” Wufei asked, not looking at Meilan. She turned to him, puzzled.             “What do you mean ‘what do I want?’” she asked.             “When you look at the situation, you’re stuck. It’s either keep your marriage with me or be remarried to Li. The Elders won’t let you pick your future.” He finally turned to look at her.             The woman beside him sighed deeply. “You picked your life, rough as it probably is. I would love nothing more than to run away and live my own life. But I can’t. You’re right. It’s down to who I can tolerate and live my life with. Personally, you fit both. At least I learned how to put up with you.” Wufei chuckled softly at her remark. She looked at him             “You know, that’s the first time I have heard you laugh,” she noted.             “Well, it’s been a while since I laughed,” he said.             “What about you? What do you want?” As she expected, he did not answer right away. It was nearly three minutes later until he answered.             ; “I’m not sure, to be honest,” he said. “In some ways I am content with my life. The war is over. I am working with old friends in an area I’m familiar with. Yet, I know I’m still connected to this place. My family, friends, you… I have no idea what I want to do from here.”           &n bsp; “So you could care less about staying with me or not,” Meilan said in a inquiring tone.             “That’s what I am not sure about,” Wufei said. “Don’t get me wrong. I have nothing against you. It’s all in the past. It’s just that I’m not sure about living away from the colony, separated and tied up.”           &nbs p; “I see what you mean.” She sighed and said, “I do not about you but I felt like we met the wrong way. What if we had met on our own terms? Would things have worked out better?”              “Hard to say. We are pretty stubborn and don’t like being told what to do with ourselves. It was…restraining, I guess.”           & nbsp; A silence fell over the two. Finally, Wufei stood. “I’ll be back at the house. Later.” Then he left Meilan to her thoughts. She sighed and lay down. ‘Now what?”   ~[~   Day Two:             Like yesterday, Meilan spent the morning alone. Later that day, Ailin and Lana invited Meilan over to Lana’s home for the afternoon. It wasn’t often they spent time at Lana’s house. Her husband was pretty grouchy about having Lana’s friends over. A delicious lunch with tea while discussing (more like gossiping) everyday things was not Meilan’s favorite thing to do. She did it anyway.             “You should have seen that beautiful dress Meilan wore the other day,” Ailin gushed. “I loved the colors.”              “I would love to see it,” Lana said. Meilan shook her head.             “Sorry but it was ruined when I was attacked,” she said unremorsefully. Ailin looked disappointed. Meilan silently braced herself.             “Oh dear, that’s so sad!” Ailin whined. “How can people do that? It is absolutely unthinkable that those people attacked you. You’re the granddaughter of one of the clan Elders, for goodness sake!”           &n bsp; Meilan wanted to hit Ailin upside the head but it would not help. “Ailin, quit it. It’s because I’m related to an Elder I was attacked. Give it a rest. I’m fine now.”           &nb sp; “You never did tell us completely what happened that night,” Lana said.             “What’s there to tell? On my way to ‘see’ the Elders, I overheard a few people plotting. I ran and met some man. Chein Hwan I think. Anyway, he attacked me. I fought back. Then I ran to the motel where the Preventers were staying. That’s all there was to it!” Meilan said impatiently.           &n bsp; “Alright, calm down, Mei,” Lana said, raising her hands in defense. “I was just worried about my friend that night. Nothing to it.”           &nbs p; “Sorry,” Meilan muttered.             ; “On to other matters, have you heard about Kyle Law? He’s supposed to be engaged to a foreign woman from Earth. I heard his parents totally blew up!” Ailin giggled girlishly.           &nbs p; “I heard about that. From what I hear, that means his family will disown him. Sad, really.”              Meilan quit listening after that. That reminded her of her current problem. Her family would not disown her if she stayed married to Wufei right? In fact, they originally proposed the marriage. But now things have changed. Wufei had changed. Her family probably wouldn’t recognize him as their son-in-law. She supposed that before she made anymore decisions she ought to speak with her parents. That thought distressed her to no end. She hated them for the marriage. And she might hate them all over again if they tried to break it. How fate is cruel.             “-Meilan? Hey, did you hear us at all?” Ailin asked, waving a hand in front of her friend. The two watched as Meilan shook herself out of a daze.             “What?” she asked, a little confused. The two women sighed.             “We were asked about your marriage to Li Ling,” Lana filled Meilan in. Meilan’s puzzled countenance turned into a glare.             “If things go well, I won’t be marrying him,” Meilan said.             “What?! Why?” Ailin and Lana said in unison.             “The Elders said if Wufei and I want to stay together, they’ll allow it. It’s our choice, not theirs.”              “Wow, there’s a first,” Lana said. “The Elders almost never give anyone much choice of a matter like that. Why the special treatment, Mei?”           &nb sp; Meilan shrugged. “They probably guessed if they didn’t give me a slight choice, they would find the wedding short a member.”              “Curious but why would you choose Wufei over Ling? Sure, he’s handsome but not like Ling. Ling’s probably much stronger and he lives here. Add to that he has a warmer personality. Sorry Mei but you are best off with Ling.” Lana looked at her friend softly. Meilan just rolled her eyes.             “He’s all yours then,” she retorted. “And for your information, Wufei is not that cold. Just…distant. He was in the war after all. I think that alone puts Wufei over Li. War changes people. It may not look like it but it does. So back off, okay? In the long run, I would get along better with Wufei. Li’s possessive.”          &n bsp;  They were silent for a moment. Then Meilan stood. “I have to leave. There are some things I have to take care of. Bye.” Without waiting, Meilan turned and left.             &n bsp; When Meilan walked in the door, she found Wufei wearing traditional clothing. She was about to ask when he said, “Your parents invited us over for dinner.”              Meilan looked at the clock and saw it was close to the usual time her parents ate dinner: five thirty. Nodding, she hurriedly changed into a simple blue and white dress. Within minutes the two were walking to where the Long family lived. Outside, Meilan was calm and passive. Inside, on the other hand, she was cringing at the idea of meeting her parents. It scared her. Before knocking on their door, Meilan breathed deeply. ‘Here it goes…’           & nbsp;   Dinner went rather well for the most part. Meilan, for once, did not have to use all her restraint to keep herself from strangling her 13 year old brother. Shen behaved properly. Her parents were their usual formal selves. The conversations were light and formal as well. Meilan tried to squeeze herself into the larger conversations, which Wufei kept as quiet as possible with. The end of dinner was rough: Mr. Long brought up a question for Wufei.             “I’m curious but when did you start in the Preventers Organization?” he asked. Wufei was silent for a moment before answering.           &nbs p; “A year after that war,” he said. “I was invited by a friend of mine.”           &n bsp; “I’m guessing you have met your friend in the war,” Mr. Long said. “It sounds like a busy job.”           &nb sp; “Sometimes,” Wufei said.             “So do you work in teams or alone?” Mrs. Long asked, sipping her tea.             “It depends. Normally we’re in pairs,” Wufei answered. “Most of the time I’m with Sally Po. On special assignments I could end up with someone else or a team. The only times I could think of when we go solo is when we’re acting as solo bodyguards or doing some one person task.”           &n bsp; “Sally Po? Who’s she? I know she’s your partner,” Meilan asked. She ignored the exasperated glare from her mother.             “We met at the beginning of the war in China,” Wufei said. “She was an Alliance Major before leading the guerillas. She helped Lady Une start the Preventers.”          &n bsp;  “These women sure have a hand in the military,” commented Mr. Long. “I’ve always believed military should be handled by men and housework by the women.”           & nbsp; “I’ve seen otherwise,” Wufei stated.            “From what I understand, there were many women involved with the war,” Meilan said. “Relena Peacecraft, Ms. Po, Lady Une, Dermail’s granddaughter, Ms. Noin. So much happened because of them.”           &n bsp; “Look at the trouble it’s caused,” Mr. Long said. “Like I said, leave war to men. Things would have done better without those people getting involved.”          &nbs p;  “Actually, Meilan has a point,” Wufei said. “Relena created the ESUN, and still runs things. Chief Une, Sally, Noin…they started the Preventers and helped in key events during the war. Things would have been worse if not for them.”           &n bsp; “If you say so. It’s all in the past. What we should be talking about is the future.” Mrs. Long looked pointedly at her daughter, who rolled her eyes. She ignored the gesture and continued, “Master Long informed us about their decision. We’re wondering what you two were planning?”          &nbs p;  The younger couple was silent. Finally, Wufei spoke, “We’re still talking about. Nothing’s been decided.”            ;  “I see,” Mr. Long replied. He glanced at his wife. Meilan was uneasy with the glance they shared. She only hoped it was paranoia.            &nbs p;  That evening was thankfully parent-free for Meilan. It was also another opportunity to talk with Wufei. She was hoping to find him and talk to him. No such luck. Instead, he found her first and started that talk. She was reading in the living room when Wufei sat beside her.             “This is new,” he remarked.             ; “Oh shut up,” she muttered. “I can enjoy a good book now and then. You don’t have room to talk.”           &n bsp; “Actually, I haven’t had the time to read a lot lately,” he stated. “Work’s been busy.”            “So I’ve noticed,” Meilan said. She closed her book and set it down. She looked at Wufei. He wasn’t looking at her. Rather, he seemed to be deep in thought, gazing into space. Meilan didn’t bother him.             “I’m leaving tomorrow night,” he said. “Sally called and said she’ll meet me at L3. They probably have a lead on the head assassin. The shuttle leaves at three thirty-five am.”           &nbs p; “I see,” Meilan said quietly. “Where does that leave us?”           &nbs p; “Stuck,” he said. “If we stay together, we’ll still be separated. I can’t stay here.”           &n bsp; “I don’t blame you,” she murmured. “You asked yesterday what I wanted. I ended up avoiding answering that. With my only choices, I prefer staying married to you. If anything, we live our own lives. We don’t even have to talk to each other.” She felt a hand grasp her own. Looking down, she saw him grasping her hand gently. Startled, she turned her gaze to his face.             “I know that’s your choice between the two,” he said, “but what do you want?”      ;        Meilan silently turned away from him and stood.             “Meilan…”          ;    “Why are you asking me this? You haven’t even told me what you want. You have a decision to make, too. Stay with me or go solo. In my opinion, your latter option is better than mine.”           &n bsp; Wufei also stood and walked over to her as she spoke. When he touched her shoulder she whirled around. Before she could say anything, he gently pressed his lips against her own.             She froze when she felt him kiss her. It took a few moments for the action to register in her mind. She hardly began kissing him back when they parted. Something snapped her out of her daze. Suddenly, Meilan turned and fled the room. She found herself in her room a few seconds later. Silently, she closed the door and promptly collapsed on the bed.             ‘What the hell was that all about?’ she asked herself. Of all the things she had expected from him, kissing her was not one of them. Yet, it stirred something in her. A feeling of content. It warmed her, made her feel safe, if only a little bit. She couldn’t understand it though. Why would she feel something like that now? If she loved Wufei, then it would make more sense. Her eyes widened.             ‘I…love him?’   ~[~   Day Three:             Meilan avoided Wufei most of the day. Her realization confused her. And seeing him would only make it worse. Thankfully, Wufei saved her the extra trouble of meeting and left for most of the day. Meilan spent most of the day in the small garden of her home. It’s been a while since she last spent time there, tending to the flower beds herself. It soothed her, allowed her to think easier.             Main question of the day: How could she fall in love with a man she hadn’t seen in years and usually fought with?             Comparing the way he was some three years ago to the way he was now, he had changed a lot. He seemed more mature and patient than before. She realized a while ago that he seemed to encourage her to be herself: wild, outspoken. But still…how do you fall in love with someone you were distant with?             &n bsp; Meanwhile, Wufei was visiting the colony’s Preventers HQ. Someone called him saying there was a message for him there. He figured there would be time to talk with Meilan later. Now he was at the office, talking with Sally.             “I hate to disrupt your off-time but I had to talk to you,” Sally said. “Lady Une just informed me that we lost contact with Duo yesterday morning. He’s notorious for calling in at least twice a day. We also had an assassin get loose from the prison. We’ll still meet as planned but be prepared to get busy.”           &n bsp; “It’s nothing totally new,” he replied. “Send whatever information you found. I’ll look it over and get completely caught up.”           &nbs p; “Sure thing. Later,” she said.             &n bsp; It was nearly seven in the evening by the time Wufei returned home. The work took longer than he thought. He felt bad about not spending that time with Meilan, since it was his last day with her. Sighing, he worked his way to her room. He softly knocked on her door.             “Come in, Wufei,” Meilan said when she heard him knock. She had finished cleaning up for the night. Not long before Wufei came home, she had changed into a simple sleeping gown, though it was more like a silken robe.             “Meilan, I’m sorry about today,” he said. “I didn’t plan on staying away all day.”           &nb sp; “Who does? You have a job to do and I guess you do it well,” Meilan said. She faced away from him. “Wufei, about last night, did you mean anything when you…kissed me?”           &nbs p; “I hoped it did,” he said softly. “Master Long told me. He told me about you during the war. I never planned on worrying you at all.”           &nb sp; Meilan let a few tears fall. “Whatever. You weren’t one to care.”           &n bsp; Wufei winced but walked over to her. “You’re wrong. I care.” He pulled her into his embrace. She leaned back against him, enjoying the warmth of his arms. Finally, she turned around to face him.             “A stupid question but…do you love me?” she asked so softly, he hardly heard her.             “It’s not a stupid question,” said Wufei. He tipped her chin upward and leaned down to kiss her once again. Meilan’s eyes drifted shut as she kissed him back. Her arms wrapped lightly around his neck, pulling him closer. When they pulled away, he whispered into her ear, “I love you.”           &nb sp; “Why? We never got along until now,” Meilan said softly.             “Some things can’t be explained. And given the situation, I think it works out.” Wufei gazed at her. She smiled and nodded. He had a point and she couldn’t disagree. Once again he captured her lips in a passionate kiss. He ran his tongue along her lower lip. She parted her lips and allowed him to explore her mouth. She moaned and pressed her body against his. He broke the kiss, picked her up bridal style, and carried her to the bed. Once he set her down, he pulled off his clothing and set them to the side. He joined his wife in the bed. She slipped over her night robe and that, too, was laid aside. He admired her slim form. She had the perfect curves. He was pulled out of his trance as the girl beside him leaned over and kissed him. Once he parted from her lips, he moved down, planting hot kisses as he went. When he reached one of her breasts, he started to suckle on her hardened nipple. She arched her back only to be pushed down again by Wufei lying on top of her completely.           &nb sp; Underneath him the woman squirmed. Meilan ran her fingers through his dark hair, freeing it from its tie. She felt a little bit of cool air as her lover started to suckle the other breast, leaving the other exposed. The tingly feeling coursed through her body. Before long, he kissed her on the lips, earning a moan of enjoyment from her. Suddenly, Meilan flipped over, taking Wufei with her. She straddled him, a smile playing on her rosy lips.             “I’m not letting you be totally dominant,” she whispered. Without waiting for his reply, she placed her hands on his chest and leaned down to kiss him. She felt his erection against her leg and pulled away from him, smiling. She took his member in her hands and ran a finger against it slightly. The ex-pilot tensed and hissed from the sensation that ran through his body. Enjoying the power she had over him, Wufei bent down and started to suckle on his member and caress it with her tongue. Waves of pleasure washed over his body.             “Meilan,” he moaned. She ignored him and continued sucking him. At the last moment, she pulled away, leaving him in desperate desire. He glared at her. The slight, dull pain in his groin hurt. She sat there with a smirk on her face, unfazed by his threat. It was like she was daring him. After another agonizing moment, she continued sucking at his manhood. He thrust into her mouth and his seed was released. She drank it, loving the taste of him. When she finished, she kissed him fervently on the lips. He could taste her and himself as they kissed. When she least expected it, Wufei grasped her arms and rolled over. Now he lay on top of his wife. He felt like she was ready and gently parted her legs. He felt her tense for a split second. He pushed his manhood against her womanhood. Gently, he entered her.             Meilan gasped at the intrusion. Her breathe became shallow. It was a strange feeling as he entered her body. Gingerly, she hugged his hips lightly with her legs. She could feel him push into her. When he reached her barrier, he stopped progressing. Carefully, he came down and caught the young woman in another heated kiss. Every time she moved, she felt his erection within and it was somewhat awkward. He looked at her and she nodded. In one fluid movement, he broke through her barrier. She cried out as the sharp pain spread through her body like wild fire. Tears rolled down the side of her face unbidden. He whispered his apologies and soothing words. The pain slowly faded into ecstasy.             Slowly he began to pull out of her and thrust back in. Wufei moaned loudly. They slowly created a smooth rhythm. Their breath grew ragged. The Wufei’s thrusts became faster and harder.             “Meilan,” he said coarsely.                        &nb sp;              ;           “Wufei” she trailed off as she cried out when she felt their release and his seed filled her. Breathless, he collapsed on top of her. With some effort, he pulled out of her and lay down beside her. After a moment of regaining their breathe, Meilan curled up to her husband and both fell victim to sleep.             & nbsp;  When Wufei woke up, it was dark outside. Checking his watch, he found it was nearly two forty eight am. Less than one hour left. He turned his attention to his wife, who lay in his arms, back to his chest. He never really thought he could grow to love her like he did. It just happened. Now he had to leave her behind for a while.             Silently, he pulled away from her and dressed. He wrote something on a piece of paper and left it on her nightstand. Quietly, he left the room.             A slight breeze swept through the cracked window above the bed, sweeping across the room. The paper lifted from the table and flew through the room. It fell as the wind died, landing in a darkened corner of the room.   Sorry for the wait. It’s been busy. This was my first lemon I posted. SO don’t do crazy on me for that. Later! ^_^EA