Red Silk Part One
By Revena AKA r-chan
"Absolutely not! "
"You're being quite unreasonable. "
"Unreasonable? You want me to baby sit during my assignment so you can take a vacation! Where is the justice in that? "
Trowa didn't so much as blink an eye, instead he watched WuFei pace the room like a confined panther. A very unpleased panther at that.
"In my condition I would not be of any help to you and I know very little of etiquette. Which will be required for this assignment. Nor do you for that matter. " He added as an after thought.
WuFei paused in his pacing long enough to scowl darkly at the former HeavyArms pilot. He was not amused by the sudden change in plans. He did not need the burden of having to look after some woman while on an assignment of such importance. To hell and damnation with etiquette.
"Making a good impression is not my objective. " He spat. "Finding the contact the leak is working with is. " WuFei looked the tall man over once. " You look perfectly fine to me, Barton. "
"That's besides the point. Quatre needs my help and 'Lena would be very well suited to the position." The usually silent man paused to consider for a moment. " Also it would be better if she stayed in hiding for a bit, until Quatre and my self can calm things down." Trowa pointed out. "You need her to keep you out of the spot light and she needs a cover. This works just fine for the both of you. "
The black haired man made no attempt at hiding his displeasure. He could not spend the month at some prep school with a woman be barely knew. Not without killing something. And Une had quite forcefully prohibited him from destroying, blowing-up and or shooting anything or any one on this mission. Logic argued that Trowa had a point. His pride however was telling quite a different story.
"No." He snapped stubbornly.
"There's no point in arguing about this WuFei, Lady Unn has been informed and she agrees. You're going to work with Relena on your assignment and be civil about it. That's the end of it." Trowa raised his chin, his eyes (eye) glinting slightly like emerald ice in the light from the window beside him.
WuFei realized defeat when he saw it. He might as well go down gracefully if that was the way of it.
"How do you expect the former 'Queen of the World' to keep any type of cover in a high born prep school? These pampered egos make it their business to know who to kiss up to and who to mock." WuFei managed a bitter grin. "Our dear foreign minister fits quite snugly to in both categories."
If the heavy sarcasm that dripped off the black haired man's words had an effect on the Tall One, Trowa either didn't show it or simply didn't care, knowing he had won the debate in spades.
"Duo is going to help disguise her as a man. He'll change her hair color and style. It should work well."
WuFei, unable to conjure the mental picture, wisely kept his misgivings to himself.
Trowa walked back around the nondescript oak table and tossed a mild off-white packet to the Chinese man, who in return caught it with the practiced grace that only came from years of working together in extraordinary circumstances.
"Your classes, dorm room, and past history I dug up. Your new name is Chan Lee..."
WuFei looked up from the profile he was studying. He cocked his head to one side and gazed over at the brunette curiously. He felt a twinge of forecoming when he saw that the usually calm faced man's expression was at once tense and anticipatory.
Over the years of finally submitting himself to the affections of the blond Arabian (and returning them quite willingly) Trowa had come to let his impassive mask slip away now and again. This look however was highly unusual on Wufei's list.
"What is it?" WuFei asked tensely."You look like you've swallowed a dead fish and you're not certain if you're enjoying the experience."
The one visible eyebrow raised ever so slightly. "You and Relena will be sharing a room with one bathroom. Your quarters are not roomy by any stretch of the imagination."
It was Wufei's turn to raise his eyebrows. Along with his koi the two years had also given Trowa an older brother protectiveness of Relena after personally meeting her on one of Quatre's political visits. The unlikely friendship had unexpectedly grown. Yet another trait he shared with Heero.
WuFei tucked the papers under his arm and said dryly, "I've been accused of a lot things in my time, half of which are almost true, but this is the first time anyone's ever thought I'd try to seduce a woman I don't know."
Shaking his head WuFei gathered his coat and remaining papers, heading for the exit without bothering to wait and see if Trowa had anything more to say. Opening the door WuFei looked around it and back to the silent man.
"I'll meet you and Dorlian tomorrow at one."
With that the Chinese man left the room and a rather bemused Trowa in silence.
By Revena AKA r-chan
"Absolutely not! "
"You're being quite unreasonable. "
"Unreasonable? You want me to baby sit during my assignment so you can take a vacation! Where is the justice in that? "
Trowa didn't so much as blink an eye, instead he watched WuFei pace the room like a confined panther. A very unpleased panther at that.
"In my condition I would not be of any help to you and I know very little of etiquette. Which will be required for this assignment. Nor do you for that matter. " He added as an after thought.
WuFei paused in his pacing long enough to scowl darkly at the former HeavyArms pilot. He was not amused by the sudden change in plans. He did not need the burden of having to look after some woman while on an assignment of such importance. To hell and damnation with etiquette.
"Making a good impression is not my objective. " He spat. "Finding the contact the leak is working with is. " WuFei looked the tall man over once. " You look perfectly fine to me, Barton. "
"That's besides the point. Quatre needs my help and 'Lena would be very well suited to the position." The usually silent man paused to consider for a moment. " Also it would be better if she stayed in hiding for a bit, until Quatre and my self can calm things down." Trowa pointed out. "You need her to keep you out of the spot light and she needs a cover. This works just fine for the both of you. "
The black haired man made no attempt at hiding his displeasure. He could not spend the month at some prep school with a woman be barely knew. Not without killing something. And Une had quite forcefully prohibited him from destroying, blowing-up and or shooting anything or any one on this mission. Logic argued that Trowa had a point. His pride however was telling quite a different story.
"No." He snapped stubbornly.
"There's no point in arguing about this WuFei, Lady Unn has been informed and she agrees. You're going to work with Relena on your assignment and be civil about it. That's the end of it." Trowa raised his chin, his eyes (eye) glinting slightly like emerald ice in the light from the window beside him.
WuFei realized defeat when he saw it. He might as well go down gracefully if that was the way of it.
"How do you expect the former 'Queen of the World' to keep any type of cover in a high born prep school? These pampered egos make it their business to know who to kiss up to and who to mock." WuFei managed a bitter grin. "Our dear foreign minister fits quite snugly to in both categories."
If the heavy sarcasm that dripped off the black haired man's words had an effect on the Tall One, Trowa either didn't show it or simply didn't care, knowing he had won the debate in spades.
"Duo is going to help disguise her as a man. He'll change her hair color and style. It should work well."
WuFei, unable to conjure the mental picture, wisely kept his misgivings to himself.
Trowa walked back around the nondescript oak table and tossed a mild off-white packet to the Chinese man, who in return caught it with the practiced grace that only came from years of working together in extraordinary circumstances.
"Your classes, dorm room, and past history I dug up. Your new name is Chan Lee..."
WuFei looked up from the profile he was studying. He cocked his head to one side and gazed over at the brunette curiously. He felt a twinge of forecoming when he saw that the usually calm faced man's expression was at once tense and anticipatory.
Over the years of finally submitting himself to the affections of the blond Arabian (and returning them quite willingly) Trowa had come to let his impassive mask slip away now and again. This look however was highly unusual on Wufei's list.
"What is it?" WuFei asked tensely."You look like you've swallowed a dead fish and you're not certain if you're enjoying the experience."
The one visible eyebrow raised ever so slightly. "You and Relena will be sharing a room with one bathroom. Your quarters are not roomy by any stretch of the imagination."
It was Wufei's turn to raise his eyebrows. Along with his koi the two years had also given Trowa an older brother protectiveness of Relena after personally meeting her on one of Quatre's political visits. The unlikely friendship had unexpectedly grown. Yet another trait he shared with Heero.
WuFei tucked the papers under his arm and said dryly, "I've been accused of a lot things in my time, half of which are almost true, but this is the first time anyone's ever thought I'd try to seduce a woman I don't know."
Shaking his head WuFei gathered his coat and remaining papers, heading for the exit without bothering to wait and see if Trowa had anything more to say. Opening the door WuFei looked around it and back to the silent man.
"I'll meet you and Dorlian tomorrow at one."
With that the Chinese man left the room and a rather bemused Trowa in silence.