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Pairing: 13x5
Mine (Music starts) Wufei is sitting in his room, looking out the window. It�s a rainy, cold day. The clouds look like they are getting heavier, but it�s only because the sun is setting. But Wufei�s heart felt heavier than the clouds looked.
I wait in the darkness �I�m going after Trieze!� He had called over the radio to the other pilots. They let him go, but Trowa flanked him and crashed his jet into the opposite Mobile suit carrier. Wufei had made it out of the crash, like Trowa, and began to make a path to the ship that Trieze was on.
I feel you like the rain, I feel you like a storm cloud He saw the man standing near the window of his on board suite, tapping the blade of his saber against his hand, waiting for him to come out and fight. Wufei accepted, busting a whole the size of the Shenglong�s fist to make his entrance. He hopped down from the cockpit, flipped and landed in front of Trieze, kitana out and ready. �My name is Wufei� �Trieze Kushrenada.� answered his foe, seemingly amused.
I wonder if you know the pain The fight that followed was short. With a flick of his wrist, Trieze had won. He let Wufei go, promising to meet him again. Wufei, enraged by losing to an opponent he had so belittled in his mind, threw down his kitana so hard that it stuck upright out of the floor. He ran, practically blinded by tears of anger and self-loathing, to his gundam and walked it off the deck of the ship, plunging into the water below. Trieze only watched. Just a twist in time Wufei remembered quite clearly tracking down Trieze to retrieve his sword. He entered the room of the mansion where Trieze was sleeping and saw the sword hanging on the wall. He was about to grab it when he heard a rustle of bed sheets. He turned and saw him standing up, sword in hand, dressed fully in his Oz uniform. �You�ll have to fight me for it, my little dragon.� Wufei cursed in his native Chinese, and grabbed his sword off the wall, drawing it, ready to fight again. The fight ended nearly the same as last time, except that Trieze had Wufei in his arms. The young man didn�t struggle. Instead obsidian eyes met twilight blue and held.
And you could be mine
A hand brushes by my love It was months later after those small battles that a sort of relationship had started. With its kisses, touches, and a whirlwind of confusing emotions, it drew Trieze and Wufei closer than what the war would allow. You don't have to die to leave my world Wufei�s mind juggled around the timeline, to the time of Trieze�s death to the months before that. He had been spying and stalking Trieze, still looking for a way to kill the enemy that mocked the peace of the world, and his sanity. It seems I�m not on you're mind Trieze didn�t seem to think about him anymore. Instead the General seemed to have turned his attentions to trying to find a dignified way of killing himself. Wufei put off all thoughts of vengeance to try to comfort his enemy/lover. In the death of the night The minute the young man came through the window he was greeted by Trieze�s strong arms. They kissed deeply, softly. Slowly, clothes fell away to make the other more vulnerable, hot skin touched hot skin as hands roamed and touched as if they had never felt the skin of the other before. Trieze lay him down on the bed and made love to the boy until he could give no more. Wufei lay on Trieze�s chest, hair undone, listening to his heart beat slow down. Wufei had to free himself from the pain that he continually tortured himself with, this love of and enemy. �Trieze� you know that this may be the last time I�ll be able to see you.� �Hm?� �I can�t keep coming to see you like this. I love you so deeply, but I hate you at the same time.� �So which feeling do you adhere to the most? Loving me, or hating me?� Wufei didn�t answer. �I see. Just when I thought I had something to live for. What is it that has come between us Wufei? Your need to restore your honor to yourself? Have I dishonored you?� Again, Wufei didn�t speak. �So, you wish to see this through as enemies? Finish it the way it�s supposed to be done?� Wufei began to cry. �I have no choice, Trieze.�
Just a twist in time Trieze walked over to the window and waited for Wufei to dress. He handed him the sword he had often come to try to reclaim. Wufei looked up at him, questioning. �Neither do I.� Trieze responded as he hit the alarm button. Soldiers were instantly up and running toward the room. Wufei�s sad and confused expression turned to one of rage and hatred. He broke open the window from which he entered and proceeded to escape the compound. Won't you leave me in the darkness Wufei�s mind then traveled to the last battle that he and Trieze fought against each other. He was, as he was many times before, assaulted with the image of the Tallgeese II exploding, knowing full well that his ex-lover could not have survived.
Can't you see I�m standing naked (musical break) Wufei rummaged through his sock drawer and found his picture of Trieze that he had stolen off of Lady Une�s desk back in the time of the war. He kissed the picture gently. He looked through another drawer and found his knife. He lay down on his bed and slowly cut one of his wrists. The pain spread up his arm and over the rest of his body like a fire. It�s what I deserve. He thought. With the other wrist slashed, Wufei took a fast acting sleeping pill, and was soon asleep.
Just a twist in time Iris had worked hard that day, fixing her gundam first, and then doing the chores that Quatre, try as he might, could not stop her from doing. I could let the servants to do it, Iris admitted, but I feel like a freeloader just being here. She walked down the hall, distributing the laundry back to their respective owners. When she entered, she was greeted by the sight of Wufei, laying on his bed in a pool of his own blood. Iris tried to keep herself clear headed. She listened for a heartbeat, she got one, but the pulse was faint. She called for help. Just a sip of wine Distantly, Wufei could hear the sound of sirens. I wonder what happened? he thought. Suddenly, his consciousness blacked out. (Chorus and music repeats to fade) [Wufei is laying strapped to a gurney, Iris is sitting by his side in the back of an ambulance. Iris reaches out and holds his hand.] |
