A/N: Okay, I've had this chapter written for a couple of months now and forgot all about it! I'm so sorry! It's late, but it's here! Like in the last chapter, I'm going to do review replies, so here goes...
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Chapter Six
First Mission
Had it really been a week already? Treize heaved a bored sigh as he stared at his blank computer screen, listening to the constant rat-tat-tat of Wufei typing up a report at his desk. No missions had come through for him and/or Wufei, so there was nothing for him to do while at work but sit there. Okay, sure, he was getting well over ten bucks an hour for sitting on his ass all day, but still, he really wanted to get out there and do something. His free time, which was plenty of time, was spent exercising; may as well go to the afterlife with a good bod, right? He started as his computer beeped and a message appeared on screen, also noticing the halting of Wufei's fingers on his keyboard. Treize read the message and grinned broadly.
"Lady Une has a mission for us, she sent me the files. She seems to think a briefing won't be necessary and says we 48 hours to prepare."
"What's the mission?"
"Undercover infiltration…" Treize read over the mission outline and his eyes widened as the details registered in his mind. He glanced up at his partner, who was watching him expectantly for details. Swallowing with justified nervousness, Treize relayed the outline. "We are to take a public shuttle into Paris where there is a gala being held for which there will be in attendance many high-ranking and wealthy officials, including our target, Major Aurel Mandek. Apparently he's building an army and it's steadily growing in ranks and must be taken care of before this gets any worse." Treize looked up at Wufei, seeing that the Asian was already formulating a plan of attack. Gulping softly, Treize continued. "Une wants us to infiltrate the party as guests…as Ivar and Lian-Jun Klassen." Treize didn't have to wait long for a reaction.
"WHAT?! We are to go in there as husband and wife?!"
"It's for the mission Wufei." Treize tried to placate the Asian, who was both angry at the fact that he had to dress as a woman, and yet…excited at the chance to stay near Treize's side for an entire evening without really worrying about the others discovering his secret.
"I don't care what it's for! I refuse to debase myself by dressing as some…some…WOMAN?!"
"It is a two-person job and the only other agents who could pull it off are Heero and Duo, and they're already off on a mission." Treize stated firmly, focusing on what needed to be done for the mission and getting those points through Wufei's skull. It seemed to work because the younger man gave a huff and slumped in his chair, a scowl on his features. Wufei didn't say a word, but Treize knew he had won yet again.
"We just destroy Mandek?" Treize nodded in answer.
"But we have to blend in at the party as well, and only take him out when the timing's just right."
"And if the timing is never just right?"
"Then we take him out before the end of the night and beat it out of there." Treize gave a shrug and rose to his feet, brushing a hand through his messy hair—he had quit styling it and now just combed it every morning and left it to its own devices. He rather liked the roguish look it gave him.
"Where are you going Kushrenada? We have a mission to prepare for!" Treize gave one of his charming smiles over his shoulder, a hand resting on the knob of the office door.
"You have mission reports to finish typing. I'll take care of mission preparations…of course you should probably deal with your own attire. I'm sure Quatre or Ms. Po would gladly give you a hand in finding outfits." Flashing his perfect white teeth, Treize left the office, Wufei blinking momentarily. That charming smile had totally caused him to miss Treize's words, though they had made it into his mind, they merely had yet to register. When they did, though, he gave a low growl and turned back to his report, grumbling about it but planning to talk to Quatre about it later…
Wufei glared at his phone for a long time, not noticing as ten minutes passed. He had finished a couple of reports and had just been glaring at his phone for ten minutes. Treize hadn't returned to the office—not that Wufei cared or anything, it was just something he had taken note of—and Wufei just glared at his phone. Quite surprising that the thing didn't burst suddenly into flames really. With a huff, Wufei turned the vid-phone on and pressed the button to dial Quatre and Trowa's office. He listened to it beep and scowled slightly when Quatre's blonde head came into view on the screen.
"Oh! Hi Wufei! What's up?"
"Winner, I need your help in preparing for a mission." Wufei's features were serious and Quatre automatically sobered at the look on his friend's face.
"What do you need help with Wufei?"
"Can we move to a secure line?" Wufei asked, Quatre blinking in surprise but nodding, both of them deftly switching over to a secure line so that nobody could listen in on their conversation; Wufei would not be happy if somebody found out he had to dress in drag even if it was for a mission. Once Wufei was sure the line was secure, he spilled about his mission, Quatre listening intently and nodding every now and then, obviously deep in thought.
"It would be easier if we knew what Treize would be wearing for the gala so we can make sure you two match. Why don't you call his 'cell and find out what he's going to wear?"
"I'd much rather not." Wufei said with a sneer, Quatre rolling his eyes.
"Would you rather go to that ball looking like you totally don't belong, which could easily blow your cover?" Of course, it was this that appealed somewhat to Wufei's pride. Wufei had never botched a mission and he wasn't going to start now. With a scowl he gave a reluctant nod and switched to another line momentarily, dialling Treize's cell phone number, as Une had given the older man a phone when he started at Preventers.
"Agent Rose speaking." Treize had taken to answering his 'cell with his codename.
"Treize, what are you wearing?"
"Why Wufei! I never would've guessed you were that type of man!" Wufei scowled at the blank screen of his vid-phone, the screen blank because Treize was on a cell. On the other end Treize was grinning broadly while he walked along a Preventer's hallway, easily dodging around people.
"Shut up you lecherous bastard! What are you wearing for the mission?!"
"Don't get your panties in a twist Wufei!" Another grin, the words making Wufei growl audibly over the phone, Treize's grin broadening slightly at the sound. "I'll probably be wearing my uniform if my hunch is correct and Une saved one of them."
"That's all I wanted to know." And Wufei hung up, switching back to the line Quatre was on. Quatre lifted an eyebrow in question, Wufei still scowling. "He said he's wearing his uniform if Une still has one."
"Alright and…" Wufei saw Quatre go to his computer and type a few things in. "…now I know exactly what his uniform looks like. Now we need to think of colours and styles that suit your complexion and heritage as well as Treize's uniform. Call me back in about fifteen minutes and I should have some ideas for you."
"Fine, but keep this to yourself Winner."
"Have I ever leaked secrets out before?" Quatre asked with an innocent smile, Wufei rolling his eyes.
"Goodbye Winner." He disconnected the line and growling as he leaned back in his chair, glaring at the blank screen and still pissed off at Treize's words. That bastard…he had been more tolerable when they had been enemies! Now he was as sarcastic as Duo! Okay, not quite, but damn close! Rather than turning back to his computer where he had some mission specs to be reading—he had found the blueprints for the building where the gala was being held—he continued to sit and glare at his phone, deciding to see if spontaneous electronic combustion was possible…
And it was in thus way that Wufei passed the fifteen minutes…okay, ten minutes. He started from his glaring trance at the beeping of his phone. Pressing the 'receive' button, he was surprised to see Treize looking back at him. But the man only had his cell…?
"Ah, Wufei, good. I'm in Lady Une's office, she just went to get me my uniform, and so it is a confirmed that I shall be wearing just that for the mission."
"Fine." Wufei hung up without a second thought and, glancing at the clock, promptly called Quatre on the secure line. It took several beeps before the blonde answered, Quatre smiling brightly and making Wufei growl. "Well?" The Asian questioned gruffly, Quatre continuing to smile.
"I have several ideas for your outfit, I'm mailing you pictures right now." Wufei gave a sharp nod and eyed his computer screen, watching as a 'you've got mail' icon popped up a moment later. He deftly clicked on the icon and watched as several large pictures of various ball gowns appeared on screen. He shuddered as he looked at each one in turn, knowing that Quatre was watching him closely for reactions and, eventually, a decision. After he had looked over all twenty-some dresses, Wufei looked back at his phone and frowned slightly.
"I don't much like any of them. But, since I must choose one, number twelve seems suitable."
"Great! That was the one I was hoping you would pick! I'm already figuring out accessories and makeup, so if you want to meet me after work up front we'll grab a company car and head over to the dress shop, alright?"
"Fine."
"Great! See you at four!" Quatre hung up and Wufei did the same, still scowling, his head snapping up as the door opened. Treize stepped in and graced Wufei with a soft smile as he laid his neatly folded uniform on his own desk.
"Well, I have my uniform all set. How is your preparation going Wufei?"
"Quatre and I will deal with it after work today."
"Excellent! I must go and see about a weapon now…a sword can't always do the trick." Treize checked his watch and brushed his hair deftly out of his eyes. "I should be back soon, get some more work done or Une'll have my hide!" Treize smirked one of his irresistible smirks and left the office yet again, Wufei managing to scowl after him despite that smirk.
The thing that pissed Wufei off the most was the fact that the older man seemed to be enjoying this whole thing! Of course, this was Treize's chance to redeem himself and actually be sent to heaven or hell based on his actions over the next couple of months. Lucky bastard would probably get into heaven.
Treize eyed the various guns that were available to the agents with more than just little contempt. All of them were very modern, very dark, and very dangerous-looking pieces.
"Surely you have something more…classic?" Treize asked Sally, who wasn't just a medical officer but was also in charge of handing out weapons to the agents when they required them.
"Why would you want something old?"
"First of all it would suit my uniform for my mission and, second of all, all of this new guns somewhat irk me Sally. I want a classic revolver."
"Hmm…" Sally tapped her chin thoughtfully and nodded softly. "I may have just what you want, give me a moment." Sally unlocked the door behind her and disappeared into the gunroom. Treize could hear gundanium doors clang open and waited patiently. Sally reappeared a moment later and laid a positively artistic revolved down in front of Treize. Treize's eyes widened and he picked the weapon up almost reverently, tracing the intricate floral designs with a fingertip. The gun was almost identical to the one Zechs had once used…"
"This is perfect Sally…"
"No problem, just sign these papers quickly and it's all yours for as long as you need it." Treize nodded and deftly filled out the required form before Sally handed him the holster for the revolver; it was made of black leather with a very detailed floral pattern on it to match that of the gold and silver gun. Treize slid the gun into its holster and deftly buckled the holster around his waist, noticing that there was a place for him to attach his sword sheath. Nodding softly to Sally, Treize headed back to his and Wufei's office to wait out the rest of the day by studying the floor plans for the building the gala was being held at…
Four o'clock came way too soon for Wufei. He waited in the lobby with more than mild trepidation for Quatre. He saw one of the Preventers SUVs pull up and the side window open, revealing Quatre's blonde head. Sighing, Wufei made his way outside and climbed into the car, buckling his seatbelt as Quatre pulled out of the Preventers main loop.
"I wish I could be going on this mission Wufei!"
"You actually WANT to dress like a woman?"
"I grew up with 29 older sisters, it was more than once that I had to play dress-up with them." Quatre grinned. "Besides, I'd get to spend a whole evening with Trowa."
"Don't you get to do that anyway?" Wufei asked with a quirked eyebrow.
"Yeah, but I'd get to see him all dressed up and looking real swank." Wufei chuckled softly and Quatre grinned, that expression not leaving his face even as they parked in front of a dress shop that looked fairly pricey. "This place is great for buying dresses and they can do custom fitting in a matter of hours." Quatre hopped out of the SUV and Wufei followed with a slight scowl, trailing the blonde into the shop, the lady inside smiling cheerfully at them.
"Let me guess…tuxedos? Dress suits?"
"Actually, we're looking to buy a dress for my friend's fiancé. It's supposed to be a gift and she happens to be about the same size as my friend here, do you think you can help us?"
"Of course! What did you have in mind?"
"I was on your website and I saw a beige dress with burgundy sheer on the skirts and a halter-top collar."
"Ah! That is such a beautiful dress! Come, I'll show you a few sizes and then your friend can try them on." Wufei scowled and Quatre smiled, following the girl to a long row of dress in various light colours. The lady pulled down a beige dress with the burgundy sheers in several sizes, eying Wufei up and down before deciding on a couple of smaller sizes. "Do you have any idea about bust size?" Quatre thought for a moment, head tilted slightly to the side.
"She's…a 'B' I believe?"
"Ah, a petite little lady. These sizes should work." Wufei was somewhat thankfully that Quatre had decided to make it so he had to have huge fake breasts for this thing. Not like he was going to show it off anyway. "Here, try these on and once you get them on give me or your friend a shout and we can come and pin it back to get a better idea of size." Wufei nodded and took the dresses, sweeping into the changing room without a word. Scowling he stripped from his uniform and stepped into the dress, pulling it up and deftly doing up the halter strap. He looked at the mirror that was in the room, spinning and discovering that the dress revealed his back muscles and his strong shoulders. It didn't fit perfectly, but it was very close.
"Quatre!" He called, the blonde appearing in a matter of seconds and giving a little squeal of delight.
"Wufei! It looks perfect on you!" Wufei gave a slight grin at his friend's reaction before Quatre went about pulling the material and pinning it back with clips the woman had given him. "Okay, you're not going to have much of a bust, but that's fine because this dress is really good for smaller women." Quatre finished pinning the dress back and looked at Wufei in the mirror, smiling brightly. "It's perfect Wufei!"
"Che…whatever. We'll buy this one then. Can I get out of it now?"
"No! We need accessories!" Quatre dragged Wufei out of the changing room and over to the woman, who smiled but didn't say anything. "I looked at some other stuff on your site and I really liked the one necklace that you had, the diamond one? With the leaves and flower?"
"Oh yes! Follow me!" Quatre dragged Wufei after the woman, who led them back to a glass counter filled with jewellery and surrounded in racks of other accessories; anything from evening gloves to shawls. The young woman slipped behind the counter and pulled out a beautiful white-gold and diamond-studded necklace, Wufei's eyes widening as he saw the very expensive piece of jewellery.
"Can he try it on? The lady we're getting these for is his sister and they look a lot alike."
"Of course!" Quatre took the necklace from its holder and deftly hooked it around Wufei's neck, the Asian merely standing right where he was and allowing Quatre to use him like a dress-up doll. The blonde gave a nod of approval and turned back to the counter, looking at various earrings before he pointed out tear-shaped diamond earrings, that happened to be magnetic rather than actual earrings or clip-ons. Quatre deftly attached these to Wufei's lobes and nodded again before moving to look at shawls, pulling down a burgundy one made of silk, draping it over Wufei's shoulders with a grin.
"Do you sell shoes here?"
"Naturally! Just over there." She directed them to where a long rack of shoes sat, Quatre eying them from a distance before he ran forward and snatched up a pair of silver and rhinestone high heels, not even caring about the fact that they were 4-inch Stilettos.
"These are perfect Wufei!" Wufei eyed the high heels with obvious uncertainty.
"Those will destroy her feet." He stated matter-of-factly, still playing along with the charade of all of this being for his sister.
"No they won't! She has good balance! She'll survive! Besides, they match the dress!"
"Actually, those wine-coloured ones would look better." Wufei motioned at a pair of wine-coloured shoes that had equally high heels but would look better with the dress than silver and rhinestone shoes.
"Alright then." Quatre ran and grabbed the wine-coloured shoes, which were slightly glittery, placing the silver ones back on the shelf. Hmm…Quatre eyed a bunch of purses and selected a burgundy-sequin mini purse. "I think we have everything that we need Wufei, you can go change out of the dress."
"One moment, I just need to check the sizing so that we can alter it."
"Oh! Sorry!"
Two hours later Quatre and Wufei walked out of the shop with all the little accessories and plans to pick up the dress tomorrow afternoon. Wufei was just happy it was all done and over with…for the most part. He just had to go through the torture of actually going through the mission. That night dinner was order out due to the fact that Quatre and Wufei were late and that Duo and Heero were off on a mission. Treize eyed the pizza but enjoyed it thoroughly along with a cold soda pop; Quatre putting on some romantic movie that Treize somewhat enjoyed, mostly for the fact that it was a very classic storyline, just done in a more modern way while Wufei stalked off to his room to grumble about the up-and-coming mission.
A/N: Yay! Another chapter come and gone! Hope you guys enjoyed it!
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"...Sleep then, you'll need your rest."
"...It was love at first sight."
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