Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Tier ❯ Vater ( Chapter 5 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Zilent1 
Wufei muses on the past conversation with Heero and contemplates...
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Horror / Hentai / Angst | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 10.03.2002 | Updated On: 10.03.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 847 | Visits: 297 | Status: Completed
Wufei muses on the past conversation with Heero and contemplates...
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Horror / Hentai / Angst | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 10.03.2002 | Updated On: 10.03.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 847 | Visits: 297 | Status: Completed
Title: Tier
Author: Zilent1
Warnings: Yaoi (implied 2x5), angst, OOC.
Notes: This is a song-fic that is separated into chapters. An extended version (which would be on FF.net if they still had NC-17) can be found on my website once I've finished. Lyric translation at the end. Chapter is a mix of third person and Wufei's POV. Part 5/6.
'thinking'
"speaking"
"'flashback speech'" Acknowledgments: Another thanks goes to Dewshine! Thanks for reading! ^__^
Disclaimers:They're mine, I tell you! Mine! Mwahahahahaha! *men in white coats drag her away* They're miiiiiiiiine!
Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
schreibt sich selber einen Brief
entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
als der Vater bei ihr schlief
Being held in Duo's arms for that short period of time made Wufei think about the short conversation he had with Heero.
'You are stronger than him!'
'Am I? Are I really stronger than him? Or did you just say that to make me happy?'
'"Why don't you fight back? Or better still, why don't you leave him?"'
'Fight back and lose someone that I...love? I loved others and fought back to their endless arguments. Look what happened to them. To me. Fighting back seems so...pitiful now. But to leave him voluntarily is harder than it seems. If I left him, I'd be alone or he'd look for me. He's possessive. I'm his.' The tears had stopped long ago but past memories were hard to not cry about.
'"He is doing you no good even if he does say that he loves you."'
Wufei sighed quietly, his head resting on Duo's shoulder. 'So true. But love has always been painful for me. Life isn't exactly a fairytale; I don't think there'd be a Prince Charming waiting for me...'
'"Go to someone who actually loves you...Leaving Duo would do us...you a wor-"'
'Who'd want me? I'm broken. Love is tough. Would you want me, Heero? I knew your slip up was accidental, but I can see that he's tearing you apart as well. You can't bear to see me get hurt. Isn't that right? Maybe, if you took what I said, into serious consideration...' He paused in thought. His life, as he knew it, would either take a turn for the best or the worst, and it was now that he had to choose. The decision was tough but the talk with Heero had helped a little. It was just a pity that Quatre and Trowa returned when he was beginning to come up with a conclusion...
~*~
When Duo heard Quatre's voice, he moved into a position where Wufei was sitting on his lap, his arms wrapped possessively his waist and his chinned propped up on the other's shoulder. He heard Wufei give a little moan of pain at the movement, but dismissed it was a quiet apology and began nuzzling his neck[1]. Wufei then relaxed onto Duo and tilted his head to the side with a quiet sigh. The blonde boy, as he appeared, gave out a little squeal and what sounded like,
"How kawaii!"
Wufei went red with embarrassment as Duo grinned, twisting Wufei's head so their mouths met[2]. As they other two approached, the intimate pair drew apart. On seeing the food, Duo gently pushed Wufei off him and slid into the seat next to him, a seat much closer to the food. The other three rolled their eyes and took, or regained, their seats. The stoic pilot was nowhere to be seen at present but a door shutting told other wise. It was in this moment that Duo's happy-go-lucky mood slipped a little, his hand reaching for Wufei's. Giving it a tight squeeze under the table was a warning to Wufei - 'you're mine.'
"Hey, where'd you go to, Heero?" Quatre asked.
"Hn."
Quatre smiled. "Forget I asked."
Heero sat down next to Trowa, who in turn was sitting opposite Wufei.
"Good food, good gravy, good meat! Thank God, let's eat!" Duo quipped, before tucking in. "Amen to that! Even though we have no gravy!" Quatre laughed, before helping himself to the food.
The other teens laughed and enjoyed their meal.
Bloated stomachs later, all five youth started talking about things and, before long, started acting more or less like they did towards the end of the war - like the best of friends. Despite the mixes of internal moods, all five ex-pilots engaged themselves in the wonder of cards. When Duo's boisterous laughter rang out for the umpteenth time that afternoon, Wufei looked up at Heero.
He knew what he was going to do.
Regain his honour.
End chapter five…
To be continued...
Translation
She dips the feather in his blood
and writes herself a letter
lifeless lines to childhood
when her father slept by her
[1] Hmm...I have no idea what my ex-boyf. was doing exactly when he did that *goes red* but that's how I'd describe it *hides*
[2] ... my mind went blank - twisting? Honestly. -_-;
A/N: >_ >_six before I wrote this one! -_-;
Author: Zilent1
Warnings: Yaoi (implied 2x5), angst, OOC.
Notes: This is a song-fic that is separated into chapters. An extended version (which would be on FF.net if they still had NC-17) can be found on my website once I've finished. Lyric translation at the end. Chapter is a mix of third person and Wufei's POV. Part 5/6.
'thinking'
"speaking"
"'flashback speech'" Acknowledgments: Another thanks goes to Dewshine! Thanks for reading! ^__^
Disclaimers:They're mine, I tell you! Mine! Mwahahahahaha! *men in white coats drag her away* They're miiiiiiiiine!
-~-
Chapter Five: Vater
Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
schreibt sich selber einen Brief
entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
als der Vater bei ihr schlief
Being held in Duo's arms for that short period of time made Wufei think about the short conversation he had with Heero.
'You are stronger than him!'
'Am I? Are I really stronger than him? Or did you just say that to make me happy?'
'"Why don't you fight back? Or better still, why don't you leave him?"'
'Fight back and lose someone that I...love? I loved others and fought back to their endless arguments. Look what happened to them. To me. Fighting back seems so...pitiful now. But to leave him voluntarily is harder than it seems. If I left him, I'd be alone or he'd look for me. He's possessive. I'm his.' The tears had stopped long ago but past memories were hard to not cry about.
'"He is doing you no good even if he does say that he loves you."'
Wufei sighed quietly, his head resting on Duo's shoulder. 'So true. But love has always been painful for me. Life isn't exactly a fairytale; I don't think there'd be a Prince Charming waiting for me...'
'"Go to someone who actually loves you...Leaving Duo would do us...you a wor-"'
'Who'd want me? I'm broken. Love is tough. Would you want me, Heero? I knew your slip up was accidental, but I can see that he's tearing you apart as well. You can't bear to see me get hurt. Isn't that right? Maybe, if you took what I said, into serious consideration...' He paused in thought. His life, as he knew it, would either take a turn for the best or the worst, and it was now that he had to choose. The decision was tough but the talk with Heero had helped a little. It was just a pity that Quatre and Trowa returned when he was beginning to come up with a conclusion...
~*~
When Duo heard Quatre's voice, he moved into a position where Wufei was sitting on his lap, his arms wrapped possessively his waist and his chinned propped up on the other's shoulder. He heard Wufei give a little moan of pain at the movement, but dismissed it was a quiet apology and began nuzzling his neck[1]. Wufei then relaxed onto Duo and tilted his head to the side with a quiet sigh. The blonde boy, as he appeared, gave out a little squeal and what sounded like,
"How kawaii!"
Wufei went red with embarrassment as Duo grinned, twisting Wufei's head so their mouths met[2]. As they other two approached, the intimate pair drew apart. On seeing the food, Duo gently pushed Wufei off him and slid into the seat next to him, a seat much closer to the food. The other three rolled their eyes and took, or regained, their seats. The stoic pilot was nowhere to be seen at present but a door shutting told other wise. It was in this moment that Duo's happy-go-lucky mood slipped a little, his hand reaching for Wufei's. Giving it a tight squeeze under the table was a warning to Wufei - 'you're mine.'
"Hey, where'd you go to, Heero?" Quatre asked.
"Hn."
Quatre smiled. "Forget I asked."
Heero sat down next to Trowa, who in turn was sitting opposite Wufei.
"Good food, good gravy, good meat! Thank God, let's eat!" Duo quipped, before tucking in. "Amen to that! Even though we have no gravy!" Quatre laughed, before helping himself to the food.
The other teens laughed and enjoyed their meal.
Bloated stomachs later, all five youth started talking about things and, before long, started acting more or less like they did towards the end of the war - like the best of friends. Despite the mixes of internal moods, all five ex-pilots engaged themselves in the wonder of cards. When Duo's boisterous laughter rang out for the umpteenth time that afternoon, Wufei looked up at Heero.
He knew what he was going to do.
Regain his honour.
End chapter five…
To be continued...
-~-
Translation
She dips the feather in his blood
and writes herself a letter
lifeless lines to childhood
when her father slept by her
-~-
[1] Hmm...I have no idea what my ex-boyf. was doing exactly when he did that *goes red* but that's how I'd describe it *hides*
[2] ... my mind went blank - twisting? Honestly. -_-;
A/N: >_ >_six before I wrote this one! -_-;