...A woman's work...

Part Three

by quicksylver

Standard Disclaimers apply. Mild language and gay hints.


Enjoy!

Wufei groaned, his head was swimming as he tried to get up. Gentle hands pushed him back unto the pillows.

"Stay put Wufei ... you need your rest."

The voice was familiar, though he had never heard it so gentle before. He opened his eyes cautiously. Dark brown eyes blinked before him as he looked over that unforgettable face. He brought his hand up to see if she were real and not just an apparition. She leaned into his light caress, his fingertips gliding along her soft bronze skin.

"Meiran" he breathed as her hand covered his, trapping it against her cheek.

She nodded and gasped. A single crystal tear had escaped his eye and now made it's way down his trembling cheek. With a tender silence she wiped it away, smiling tentatively. This is a dream, he told himself, I must be dreaming. He frowned, confused.Sensing his turmoil the Chinese girl sighed and got up off the bed.

She walked to the window and stood staring as the egrets settled for the evening near the lake. He watched her unashamedly. The shape of her body, the soft shine of her hair, the way she always held herself... like a warrior.She looked to him and their eyes caught. There was so much he wanted to say yet he couldn't make himself speak. She always took his voice, took his courage every time she was near. All he could ever do around her was shout. That's why they fought so much. It was the only thing they shared.

All this emotion was clearly evident in his eyes, she could almost see into his soul. What she saw overwhelmed her. Oh god! she inhaled deeply, trying to summon the strength of Nataku to help her.

"Wo ai ni, Meiran" the boy whispered and she almost fainted.

She quickly sat in a nearby chair before she fell. He looked deep into her eyes for some response, be it love, hatred, disgust, he wanted her to at least feel something. What he found was such raw emotion that he had to blink back tears.

"Fei... " she whispered. It had been her name for him during the few good times they had together.

"I... I just wanted you to know that, I never told you... I was too scared too." he confessed, the words were like stones in his mouth.

She came over to sit at the edge of the bed and took both his hands in hers.

"I know...I was scared too," she admitted, holding his hands close to her heart.

Wufei searched her eyes, hopeful. "Now we have a second chance."

"What?" she didn't understand.

Wufei scooted closer to her. "You see, we can make it work now. We were too young then, but now we're older, wiser, and humble enough to try to understand each other better. We can make up for everything."

Her eyes grew sad. "Fei... it can never be how it was."

"But... why?" he protested. She shook her head."Fei... no, Wufei... you're not my Wufei... he died in this world. And I'm not your Meiran. We can't be like this... we don't belong together. We're from two different worlds. It couldn't be right. You loved Meiran and maybe she loved you, but I'm not her. And no matter how much I wish it, you're not the Wufei I married... that I loved. I'm sorry."

She bowed her head.Wufei looked away, tearing his hands out of her grasp. The truth hurt like a stone bitch but it was the truth none the less. She cupped his cheek with the warm palm of her hand and brought his eyes to her face.

"I know you understand what I'm saying Chang." She smiled at the use of his last name. "You always were the scholar. I'm surprised that you became a pilot."

Wufei scowled. "Don't start onna" he warned, then smiled as he saw the mirth in her eyes.

He nodded and she hugged him, both of them savouring the bittersweet feeling. She got up and pulled him out of bed with one fluid movement. It was time to go out and meet the others. As they left the room the echo of their friendly and harmless banter could be heard.


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Private Alexia Dupris stood at attention as Lt. Luc Noin lectured her division on the consequences of recklessness during combat. She sighed inwardly as his luscious indigo hair shone under the light of the debriefing room. She swirled her own copper locks as she watched his georgeous body move about the room.

She had been devastated when the news that Lt. Noin had been transferred had come. What had made her even more upset was the fact that he was being transferred to a Special project headed by Lt. Zel Marquese.Alexia's eyes narrowed slightly as she thought of the Lightening Countess. She was stunningly beautiful, powerful and intelligent.

It made the petite redhead want to puke. Yet the perfect little princess she was, she was still blind to the fact that the young man was head over heels in love with her. How can you be so blind you arrogant bitch? Alexia fumed. It was such as waste of Noin's love. That bitch did not deserve him.

Sudden noises brook her reverie. They had been dismissed. She hurried up to the table where Luc stood arranging his papers. It's now or never girl, she psyched herself as she neared him.The young Lt. Looked up and smiled.

"Can I help you Private?" he asked.

She blushed crimson and summoned her courage."I was thinking sir... "she began coyly, "... since you won't be our commanding officer anymore if you would be interested in going out for a drink with me... sir."

"I appreciate the offer private," Luc sighed, "... but I'm afraid that I'll have to decline. For one thing, I have to get going this afternoon and the other thing is that even though I'm being transferred, I'm still of a higher rank than you and for us to get together would be inappropriate. I'm sorry"

The girl deflated. "It's quite alright sir, I understand" she said softly.

He patted her on the back consolingly and gathered the rest of his things. She sat at the table after he left and let the tears flow. All the love she felt inside was useless. Luc Noin was gone and she would probably never see him again.

"Damn you Zel Marquese" she cursed the oblivious blonde, "Damn you to hell!"



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You summon me child?

Yes my lord, I need your help.

You know the price.

Yes my lord

Are you willing to pay it?

Y... yes my lord.

You hesitate.

No my lord, I am willing to pay.

What do you seek from the God of Death?

Well... it's about this orb...


Helen watched carefully as Dana meditated. She hated it when Dana summoned the Death god. What she hated even more was that she was his servant and his servant above all else. When he summoned her she went, regardless of what the situation was.It was only by his good grace that she could even pilot a gundam.

Helen smirked, her sarcasm giving her mouth a sour taste. She knew that the braided girl loved her, there was no doubt there. But for her loyalties to be divided in this way didn't set well with the wing pilot.She thought about the last time Dana had been called away on the death trail. Her master had commanded the destruction of the mighty Abbadon Tower which was warping time and space uncontrollably. She remembered the moment Shinigami had possessed her lover's body at the last moment to defeat the evil. It had almost killed her but still Dana served him.

Helen glanced at her hands and was surprised to find them tightly fisted. She loosened them with some effort and stood. Quatorce was speaking softly to the boy Quatre while the two trowas sat silently. Their stillness was starting to creep Helen out so she went into the kitchen for something to eat. She had not eaten since breakfast and her body was starting to voice its condition.

In the kitchen she found the male Yuy and Maxwell deep in conversation. Well, the Maxwell boy was deep in conversation. The Japanese boy just stared at her, nodding every once in a while. She remembered when Dana was like that. Endlessly chatting about rubbish until the day she could take no more and kissed her full on the mouth. Partly to shut her up and partly because she really liked her. It was a spur of the moment decision that had spawned their relationship.

She wondered if the two boys were together as well as she took out some chocolate pop tarts that Dana had hooked her on soon after they had gotten together. It was an absolute guilty pleasure, which she rationalized as being compensation for all she had gone through under Dr. J's tutelage. She popped the last two into the toaster and was now contemplating buying some more when a voice called to her.

"Helen-chan... do you have a laptop?" it was the boy, Duo.

She turned and looked at him with a raised eyebrow. He smiled broadly and clapped his fellow pilot on the back.

"Ya see, Heero here forgot his laptop back on our world and even though I'm glad to be away from that thing we still need one. So I'm asking... do you have a laptop? Duo explained.

Helen nodded and turned to stare at Heero. So he's got a laptop too huh. I wonder if Duo gets annoyed when he's on it too much. Dana never told her out loud but she knew that the other girl hated the thing. Must be addictive, she pondered, I'll have to research that.

Duo cleared his throat and she realized that they were waiting for an answer. She nodded curtly and, grabbing her two hot pop tarts on the way, headed back to the Rec. room with the two pilots in tow.


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Meiran watched carefully as Duo awoke from her trance. She knew the power of meditation and too see her friend in such state scared her a little. She nibbled on the pop tart she had snatched from Helen upon sight and smiled. Good thing she and Wufei had come in at that moment or she would have never gotten any. The Japanese girl was like a zealot when it came to the breakfast treat, it was something not to be taken lightly, like much of the things Helen did.

Dana rubbed her temples and took a deep breath. That was a trip. She looked up at her koi's concerned expression and smiled weakly. Helen was a godsend, which god... she didn't know but she thanked her lucky stars every day for the girl's love and affection.She stretched slowly and settled back into the comfy chair.

Everyone was waiting; she would not disappoint them.

"It's called the Ogiran Selidoran ... or to us mere mortals, the Selis orb. It's a kind of key between worlds, like a subway pass or something. If used right it could take you anywhere you want to go. But if used wrongly, it could land you in deep shit. Like what we have here." She stated.

"Are you saying that this is our fault?" Heero got defensive, the mission failure was already on his mind.

Helen stood but Dana pulled her back unto the seat.

"No silly" she sighed, "what happened to you was an accident. You didn't know what you had but you have to admit that your current situation can be classified as being in deep shit, am I right?"

The others agreed and Heero cooled down.

"That's so cool" Duo gushed.

Wufei snorted."Being in deep shit is 'cool' to you Maxwell?"

Duo made a face, "No Wufei, actually talking to Shinigami is cool"

"Well, it ain't no walk in the park I can tell you" Dana replied.

"What do we do about it?" Helen interrupted; she didn't like talk about the God of Death.

"There's nothing we can do really about the broken one." She admitted to the depressed pilots, "but... if we can get our hands on the other one we'll be in business."

"The other one?" everyone exclaimed.

"Yeah... every world has one... it's like a telephone or something, y'know... one in every house."

Duo gave a whoop of joy and the others laughed as he danced around the room, happy that they still had a chance at going home.

my writers block has taken sick leave so i'm writing again. hope to have more soon.
i had fun writing this part though.

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