Maybe Angels

Author's Notes:
Disclaimers: (sigh) No part of Mobile Suit Gundam Wing, or its characters, belongs to me. Any references to Dogma are just made because I adore the movie and Kevin Smith, and are meant only out of love and affection for both. Not a single cent was made off of this piece of fanfiction. Suing would be inevitably pointless, seeing as how I have no money. Flames -will- be used to entertain my rabid muses... All three of them... They live for the things.
A/N: I am -so- sorry that it took me this long to get this chapter out. Life happened, and not all of it was good. I started this chapter ages ago, but I got stuck on the second scene. The one I had originally was horrid. It took me a while to figure it out, and then I had to fix it. Please, hold all lynch mobs until after you read the chapter. Then, I will toss you Neko, because it’s all her damn fault anyway.
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Even on days that bad events occurred

It all flies away when I see you

I can't see you my rainy days
when I hear your voice, it's automatic, sun will shine

It’s automatic

Just being near

Just being looked at by those eyes

My feelings won't stop

(I don't now why)

I can't say no

I just can't help

It's automatic

When you hold me

It’s like I'm in a paradise with you

It’s so bright

(I don't know why)

When I close my eyes, soon enough

I feel so good

It’s automatic

The vague attitude

Makes me feel uncomfortable

The fact that I'm deeply in love

I'll keep it a secret for a while more

Even on days that kindness was harsh

You always told me the truth

Can’t cry alone on rainy days

Touching the ring

See, the sun will shine

~ Automatic, Utada Hikaru

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It’s Automatic

Time seemed to fly by for Wufei and I. Each day, I learned more about what kind of person my charge was. He preferred books over people, meditating over music, martial arts over movies. He was rather self-sufficient, but it was still nice to have some time just to sit around when he was done with his homework and talk. I also got a good look at the relationship Wufei and Meiran had for being twins. Mei was the more outgoing of the two, the phone permanently settled in her room and their father resorting to his cell phone if he wanted to place a call.

Before I knew what was happening, the New Year came by, and then January melted into February. It surprised both myself and Wufei when posters started appearing around the school for the Sadie Hawkins’/Valentine’s Day dance. It was an even bigger surprise when strange girls started showing up around Wufei and Hiroshi, giggling and blushing nervously. A week before the dance was supposed to happen, a girl finally got the courage to ask my charge to the dance, and he flat out told her that he’d rather not, at any point in his life.

- Could you have been any harsher to that girl, Wufei? - I had to ask him that because the poor girl went running down the hall in tears.

- I could have. I see no point in joining in on these stupid traditions. I could use the time spent there trying to perfect that new move my father showed me last week. - Wufei definitely did sound more excited about that than attending a dance.

“Hey, ‘Fei…. You gonna go out with Yuka if she asks you?” Hiroshi asked, smiling oddly.

Wufei turned a cool look to his best friend and then sighed. “I’d rather not go, Hiro. I just don’t see why they force these things on us.”

“Chang Wufei, if you start ranting about how unjust this all is, I think I might have to ask you to come with me.”

Wufei paled visibly before reddening and turning on Relena, who had crept up behind both boys, in anger. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Is that a challenge?”

- I wouldn’t tempt her. She sounds serious. -

- You stay out of this, dammit. – “Relena, one day, you are going to need something from me, and I am going to refuse.”

“Do you have to be so mean and spiteful, ‘Fei?”

Wufei smiled sadistically before leaning in close to Relena’s ear. “You have no idea.”

The girl acted as if she hadn’t just been mildly threatened. “Anyway, Wufei would rather become a girl than go to a school dance. You should know that by now, Hiroshi.”

“I didn’t ask you, Relena,” the Japanese boy replied icily before walking down the hall to talk to Meiran and his younger sister.

- And that’s the guy she likes? Seems a bit hostile to me, - I projected, watching as Wufei wound an arm around Relena’s waist.

“Forget it, Peacecraft. You know what he’s like,” the Chinese boy calmly whispered into the girl’s ear.

She gave a long drawn-out sigh in response. “Yeah, I do.” With a shake of her long blonde hair, Relena perked up. “My house after school, right?”

“Yes.”

“Great. Now, let’s head to class. Professor Shaw said something about a hands-on lab.”

A few seconds later, Wufei was letting Relena drag him down the hall to Biology with a slight scowl on his face and Hilde came over to join Noin and myself. “Lively bunch, aren’t they?”

I could have sworn that I heard a cough from beside me, but when I looked at Noin, she looked fine. Giving her an inquisitive look, I shook my head and sighed. “You have no idea how lively.”

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Time seemed to speed up for Wufei, his friends, and I. Before anyone knew what was happening, it was the last two days before the dance, and Wufei had rejected every girl who’d asked him to the dance. Meiran had finally given in to her brother and best friend’s needling and asked Hiroshi to go to the dance with her. He, of course, said yes. Relena looked as if she was going to cry when she heard the news. Wufei spent a lot of the time they were supposed to be working on homework together comforting her.

The day before the dance, Relena asked him if he would take her so she didn’t have to stay at home alone. At first, Wufei’s face and mind were unreadable. I tried many times to reach out to my charge, but met up with a virtual brick wall. But then, after his brain rebooted a few times, the Chinese boy sighed.

“This will discourage others from asking me tomorrow, won’t it?”

Relena snorted, wiping her eyes of the remnants of her crying spell. “Yes, Wufei, it will.”

“Then it would be an injustice if I allowed you to stay home on the night of the dance,” he said, managing to keep a straight face as Relena, Noin, and I began laughing.

- You really aren’t fooling anyone, ‘Fei. -

- Quiet, Duo. I did not ask you. I am doing this for my friend, - he mentally snapped at me, only making me laugh harder at him.

- Sure, Wufei. Sure you are. -

“Master Wufei, your father is on the phone for you,” Relena’s butler, Pargon, said from the doorway. “He said it is most urgent that you return home now.”

That was all it took for the nearly festive mood in the room to die and for Wufei to race down the hall to the phone. “Yes? Father, what is wrong?”

“Wufei, your aunt is awake finally.”

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We wasted no time in racing over to the hospital, Relena and Noin in tow. The teens didn’t even bother to wait for the car to stop before they were jumping out and running up to the entrance of the building. Only when they entered the hospital did they stop running, but only substituting it for extremely fast walking. Impatiently, they waited for the elevator, waited for the car to arrive at the correct floor, and then they took off again to Tao-Mee’s room.

When they reached the room, Meiran, Yukari, Hiroshi, and Xu were standing around the woman’s bed, all smiling and talking quietly. Slowly walking into the room, Wufei broke out into the most mesmerizing smile I had seen on him up until that point.

“Aunt.”

“Ah, and there is my little savior,” the woman whispered, returning the smile. “And his friend, Relena.”

“Mrs. Chang,” the blonde girl said quietly.

“As polite as ever. Wufei should marry this one, Xu.”

Wufei and Relena stared at his aunt as if she’d grown another head while she was in her coma, while everyone else in the room began laughing at them. Everyone but myself. There was no way that -MY- Wufei was going to marry that girl, no matter how close they were. No way in Hell would that happen.

“Your thoughts betray you, beloved.”

I knew the voice that said those words. That voice was something that I had tried to rid myself of nearly thirteen years ago. The voice belonged to the being that was responsible for our being here, and a look at Noin and Hilde told me that they had heard him too.

“What do you want, Solo?”

“Such hostility, Diachriel? One would have thought you’d forgiven me already?”

“And what, or who, in Hell made you think that, Soliriel?” I spat back, my hands clenched into fists by my side.

He sighed dramatically, shaking his long, dark locks around his face. “You, my love. I would have thought that this was all behind us. You cannot exist without me. Just as I cannot be without you.” He gave me a cold smile. “We are two halves of a whole. You will never be rid of me.”

“That’s what you think,” I hissed, trying to turn my back on him so I could watch my charge.

“Do not think that just because you are here that I will not show your little snotty vermin charge what a demon looks like, Diachriel,” Solo said in a stage whisper. “I would be delighted to open the boy’s eyes to the real world that he lives in.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” Hilde yelled, her face showing as much rage and dislike as Solo’s.

“And what ever would make you think that, my dear Hilde.”

“You value your hide far too much, Soliriel. You wouldn’t dare risk that much to show off. Not even you are that stupid,” Noin snapped, turning to join our little spiritual spat.

“Ah, you never knew me, little Noinikins. Is Zechsy still pinning after you, or did you cut him some slack and plant a wet one on him?” He gave the most dazzling, and surprisingly beautiful, smile that I’d ever seen him make and looked at a little gold watch on his wrist. “Oh, my… Look at the time. I have a possession to do now.” He leaned over and pressed his lips to my temple before vanishing.

“That… That… ARGH!!!!!!!!!!” I shouted, rubbing my hand against the side of my head that Solo had kissed. “I will -kill- him.”

I looked over at Wufei to see what was happening with him and his family, but one look was all it took to know that he’d seen Solo.

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Wufei didn’t talk to me for the rest of the night, not verbally or mentally. Every time I tried, I was greeted by silence. After an hour, I decided that it was probably best if I gave him some time to himself. I mean, how often do humans meet both angels and demons in the same night? Well, I couldn’t really blame my charge. There were things that we hadn’t discussed, and, truthfully, I had hoped we never would. However, I knew the inquisitive nature of Wufei, and I knew that sooner or later he’d talk to me again and he’d have a lot of questions for me.

I wasn’t surprised that when the Chang family left Tao-Mee for the night that Yukari asked Wufei to stay behind for a moment. Her face was so red. I swear that no amount of time as an angel that stays around humans most of the time will allow me to understand why we blush. Embarrassment, excitement, happiness, anger, they all cause the blood in our faces to flush to the surface of the skin, allowing a cute shade of either pink or red to show through.

Ah, I’m off track again… How quick my feisty and beautiful lover is to remind me that I should stay on topic and not venture off into words that make me seem as if I’m not the human being that I am now, no matter what I was before. Right he is. I still have problems adjusting to normal everyday life, but that’s why I have him, to help through these things. Heh, he’s telling me to stop talking about him like this and to continue on with the story. Very strict teacher, isn’t he?

Where was I? Ah, yes, Yukari asked Wufei to the school dance, her face a bright, gorgeous shade of red. Naturally, he refused, saying that Relena had asked him earlier that day and he’d accepted, which, of course, was all quite true. However, when he spoke to her about it, he sounded dead, hallow and unfeeling. I was deeply disturbed by this fact, and tried to reach out to him, to apologize, to explain, to do anything, but he had built up a wall to shut me out.

He calmly bowed to his best friend’s sister, said goodbye to Hiroshi and Relena, and walked stonily with his family to their car. Meiran and Xu seemed excited about the fact that Tao-Mee was awake, with only some superficial damage to her face, which was being fixed two days from then, and that she would be home in less than a week. They were discussing a small party with the Peacecraft and Takai families. Wufei quietly added that his aunt may be too tired to deal with a party right after her release and that she should be allowed to have some sort of say as to whether or not she would have one. Meiran’s response was to stick out her tongue at her twin and continue talking with her father.

“So, ‘Fei, what did Yuka want before we left?” his sister asked as they climbed the stairs to the second floor of their home.

“It is none of your business,” he deadpanned.

“You mean she didn’t ask you to the dance?”

“I refused. I already agreed to go with Relena.”

That shocked his sister in to silence and allowed him to make it to his room safely, but she was determined to finish their conversation. “RELENA? Relena Peacecraft, Relena?” she shouted through his door.

He got up from his bed, yanked open the door and fixed her with a murderous look. “Stop yelling, Mei. And do you know another Relena?”

“No, but… Why her?”

“Why not?” Again, the girl was quiet as she seemed to think it over. Hilde was standing behind her, looking extremely anxious and a bit annoyed by her charge.

“I – I dunno. Just never thought that you and Relena would be a couple.”

“We are -not- a couple. We are going as friends. She has the tickets and we are going in her family’s limo. That’s all there is to it.” If looks could kill, Chang Meiran Long would have ceased to exist right then and there.

“Ugh! Whatever! If you want to go with that snotty, obnoxious, spoiled twit, go for it! I don’t see why the two of you are even friends,” Meiran snarled, walking to her room, snatching open her door, and letting it close behind her with a loud thud.

“Would you like for me to leave you as well?” I asked quietly, waiting to see if he would actually talk to me. There was no response. “Would you like for me to leave?” Again, I was greeted by silence. “Wufei?” Nothing. After that, I decided that it would be best to give him his space, and I returned back to Heaven for the first time since taking my assignment here on Earth.

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The dance the next night went fine. Relena’s father paced back and forth, giving Wufei some sort of man-to-man talk before they left. I could tell that Wufei was still preoccupied by what happened the night before at the hospital, his face a silent mask of disinterest the whole time the older man talked about responsibility and whatnot. Relena finally broke it up, telling her father that they’d be late and that they had to hurry. As it stood, they made it to the school gym twenty minutes after the dance had started.

I was surprised to learn that Wufei was rather nimble on his feet and was an excellent dancer. Obviously, I wasn’t the only one, because Relena spent most of the night giggling and chatting away while being moved across the gym’s floor. Wufei also seemed to be enjoying himself, not noticing the looks he got from other guys in the room, some of whom seemed to be glaring at him and then switching their eyes to the blonde girl’s beaming face.

And yet, for all the merriment that my charge and his best friend seemed to be having, there was an air of sadness and anger radiating off of the slim, black-haired boy. He had refused to talk to me yet again, and it was slowly bothering me to no end. I knew that we had to discuss what he saw, or else, he’d never understand and things would always be difficult between us. And that thought made shivers travel up and down my spine and the sorrow that I already felt magnified a thousand fold. Relena and Noin were a bit blind to this fact, and I could see my friend watching her charge happily.

I knew that the way he was behaving would continue. I only wish now that I hadn’t been so correct. Maybe then, later things may not have happened.