Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ My Kinda Fairy Tale ❯ Making Allies ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3

Making Allies

Duo nibbled on his eraser once again as he looked over what he just wrote. Heero smiled slightly as Duo realised he was eating his pencil and pulled it away from his mouth. After a few seconds though, Duo continued chewing on it. Heero put his eyes back on the road until he saw the store he wanted.

"Duo, we're here."

Duo looked out his side of the car and saw the shop Heero stopped at. He gasped and dropped his book.

"You are going to take me here!" Duo gapped and pressed both his hands on the window.

"Yes, I did tell you I was going to spoil you today."

"But-but-but it's so expensive! What are your parents going to say?"

"Nothing of real importance," Heero smirked. "Come on."

Heero stopped the car in front of the huge glass building. It was a world famous clothing store that only the most sophisticated shopped at. Duo had seen some of the labels Heero wore but he never even dared to hope they would don his own body. Heero passed his keys to the valet and he offered his hand to Duo. He scrambled out of the car and grasped Heero's arm as he looked up at the building.

"Are you sure?" Duo asked in an awed voice.

"Of course," Heero almost chuckled. "Let's go. After we can see a movie or go to dinner or do something you want to do."

Duo smiled speechlessly and Heero guided him through the doors. Almost immedently, three sale people swooped down on them.

"Mr Yuy! How may we help you?"

"Would you like a drink Mr Yuy?"

"Is there something you want specifically Mr Yuy?"

Heero scowled at the three overly eager people. "I am here with my boyfriend to help him find something. His name is Duo Maxwell."

"Right this way Mr Maxwell!" one of the people grabbed Duo's arm and began to pull him while the other two latched on to Heero and dragged him in a different direction. Duo looked pleadingly at Heero over his shoulder and

Heero smiled reassuringly back.

"Mr Maxwell, my name is Silvia. I'll help you with anything," the young woman holding Duo's arm relaxed her grip when Duo stopped trying to get away. "What is it you're looking for?"

"It's just Duo," he looked around nervously. "And, uh, nothing fancy please?"

"Casual wear?" she asked politely and she signaled another person over to them.

"Yes, preferably something black," Duo returned his eyes to her face. She smiled gently and nodded.

"Yes, black is definitely your colour. But I'm sure I could find something to go with it, you have very unusual eyes," she turned and whispered something to the man that had come over. She turned her eyes back to Duo. "No wonder Mr Yuy took a liking to you. You realise you probably just upset most of the young ladies here in the store? I know Miss Relena has been hoping against hope that Heero returned her obsession."

"Well, uh," Duo grinned nervously and started to look around for sale people out for revenge. Then the name hit him. "Do you mean Relena Peacecraft?"

"Yes, that's the one."

"Oh dear."

***

//"Guard!"

The guard hurried up to the door at the top of the tower. He snapped to attention and waited for the prince's orders. Duo looked surprised at the soldier's uptight attitude.

"Are you new here?" Duo asked curiously. Usually, the regular guards knew that Duo despised the high-and-mighty treatment when public was not around and they treated him like they would any other laid back royal brat.

"Yes sir, Cadet-"//

"Hmmm," Duo paused and his eraser immedently was nibbled on by Duo's teeth."

"Stuck again?" Heero asked. The two were perked in a tree. It was on Heero's estate, fortunately his parents weren't home this week. They had left the store after Heero insisted on getting Duo at least one casual outfit and had stopped by at a fast food restaurant, this time Duo had insisted on paying.

"Yes, I need a real tight ass guy to be a guard."

"Wufei?" Heero answered immedently. Duo giggled and lowered his pencil to the paper.

//"Yes sir, Cadet Chang Wufei. I just started today, sir."

"Ah," Duo grinned. This could turn out to be fun. "Then I feel I must warn you about something."

"Sir?"

"Do you see that tapestry?" Du pointed to the tapestry closest to his door. It was a simple one, with elaborate designs to tell the story of some prince fighting some evil enemy.

"Yes sir."

"Well it's actually a secret passage way to the dungeons. No one knows about it, except me and the guards that…er, guard below my tower. It leads to a cell that holds a troll. It's half-mad, you know foaming at the mouth and all? The guards that are below, everyone of them, as to go down and feed it."

"Sir?" Wufei asked quizzically. "I wasn't informed of this."

"Of course! The guards are all sworn to secrecy. There are many troll clans in the mountains and if they found out we were holding one of their kind here, for whatever reason they would be most upset. It's chained up so you can get at it but you have to go down and there's a slop bucket with a pile of fish heads. Go and put the fish heads in the bucket."

"Sir, this sounds a bit-"

"Are you questioning me?" Duo glared and puffed up indignantly. "I shall have to explain this to my father-"

"No sir!" Wufei held up his hands nervously. "Please, don't' report this to the king or General Treize. I'll go down."

"That's more like it," Duo glared as Wufei pick up the wall hanging and cautiously stepped down into the small dark, dusty tunnel and out of sight. As soon as the material closed, Duo snuffled a laugh. This was more fun the heading down to Prince Trowa's room.

Wufei grumbled as he felt his way along the cold stone wall. It was pitch black and the uniform he had been issued was stiff and was rubbing at his neck. He ran a finger to relieve it. Then he returned to his feeling and grumbling.

It seemed like an eternity had passed until he reached the bottom of the stairs. This entrance was also covered.

Wufei knew perfectly well this could be a trick, in fact it was more then likely. The guard he had been talking too on his shift had warned Wufei that the prince was a prankster but Wufei didn't' want to upset his precious position on the royal guard. It was a wonder he was accepted in at all.

Wufei cautiously peeked out of the corner of the tapestry. It opened to one of the chamber rooms of the castle. Wufei silently cursed himself in his native language. He turned to head up the stairs and give a tongue lashing to the prince no matter what the consequences, when the female voice started to talk from behind the wall. Wufei turned to listen curiously; it had been a male in the reflection of the mirror.

"King-"//

Duo lifted the pencil and stretched careful as to not fall out of the tree. Heero looked up from his book on another branch. "Still stuck?"

"That and my hand is cramping," Duo yawned. "Tomorrow's a weekend, want to hang out?"

"What about your assignment?" Heero raised an eyebrow."

"It's not due until Tuesday," Duo said pleadingly. "Please? I'll bring it along and you can try to help me?"

"I'm sorry," Heero shook his eye. "I have to attend a dinner at Quatre's house. My parents will be there and it's a huge business deal."

"All right," Duo sighed. "I have a dinner date with Doro anyway. I'll see if I can hook Mr. High-And-Mighty into doing something."

"Wufei could probably help you," Heero commented as they both started to climb down. "He did have top grades in English last year."

"With my help," Duo said as he dropped to the ground. "But you're right. I'll walk home, I could use the exercise."

"Ok, see you at school Duo," Heero gave a lingering kiss to Duo's forehead.

"Bye," Duo walked over to the fence and quickly hopped over it. He knew the guards monitoring the cameras and they wouldn't report him or anything. As he walked, Duo pondered his little story. Ever since he had gotten the idea, it had been the first thing on his mind all day. He had been formulating plots, scandals and tons of stuff he would have liked to inaugurate into the story if he had more time.

"Maybe this is what it's like to be an author," Duo mussed as he walked along the sidewalk. The church was close by; he could already see the top of the cross peeking over the roofs of the houses. Duo sat on the curb under a street light. His notebook came out as started to examine what he wrote.

"This is where I have to introduce the bad guy," Duo stuck the much beaten up pencil back in his mouth.

"Hmmm…Creepy, ugly, preferably old. Maybe…"

//Wufei turned to listen curiously; it had been a male in the reflection of the mirror.

"King Dekim, please," said the female's voice. "Must you really go through with this?"

"Yes," the man's voice was strange. It was spoken as if it was being bounced off of something and slightly distorted. Wufei had heard that kind of voice change, his own native kingdom. Voices sent on a mirroring spell were like that but the kingdom had strict rules about non-royal families using magic and Wufei was sure this was not a royal room. The reflection of the man in the mirror must have been the person on the receiving end of the spell.

"But King-"

"Enough!" the man, presumably King Dekim got annoyed. "You are a servant and you are to obey my orders, it that understood, maid?"

"Yes, sir," the woman's voice humbled. "I will relay your message."

"Good, now end your spell and get on with it."

Wufei heard some clanking and then a small chant in an unknown language. The door of the room opened then closed with a thud. Wufei just stood there in shock, trying to comprehend what he had just heard. There was no need to alert the prince of his danger.

"Despite the injustice," Wufei gritted his teeth and started to carefully feel his way up the stairs again. "I will have to play along with this prince's frivolous games."//