Chibi Wufei | By : wirbel Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer :
I do not own any of GW characters and it’s my first time.
Authour’s
Note : For the time being will be rated PG-13.
Thank you to all of you readers,
supporters and reviewers. My previous prologue is just a water tester.
Wondering how much welcomed it will get before I seriously get to work on it. I
will try my best to updating this fanfic in every two
weeks time. Creating plot is really not an easy job. I will try to improve my
English and I must say that nothing is perfect.
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Chapter 1
Everybody was seated in living
room. Duo has regained his conscious. A chibified Wufei was currently held within Trowa’s
arms and on his lap. Wufei was now four years old.
Large ebony eyes looked at the pilots, peering through long loose strands of
ebony hair that manage to escape from the confined of his hair tie. The large
white shirt swallowing him down to his knees and it’s a good thing since
Chinese clan from L5 DO NOT wear ‘extra’
protection below. Small feet covered in large socks kicked slightly in boredom
as little Wufei peered at the others with obvious
look of curiosity, not seeming upset or ranting justice at being held within
the arms of the certain pilot.
Duo snorted. Trowa,
Heero and Quatre glared at
him. He quickly brought up both of his hand to cover his mouth in attempt to
prevent the laugh he was holding. Eyes looking wide and he tried to blink back
his tears. Wufei who has been playing with the hem of
his big shirt, one tug a little bit too hard and unfortunately for Duo who saw
his little wee-wee. Duo couldn’t help it anymore but laughing out loud. His
whole body shakes.
“Never thought
I’d see this anytime soon.” Duo gasped.
Heero
also have a hard time on keeping his face straight. His lips keep quivering. Quatre rolled his eyes over Duo antics. Trowa
look amused. Quatre slowly walked over to Wufei and dropped eye level with the chibi,
making slight faces at the small boy until he squealed in delight.
“He doesn’t have any memory of
who we are except your name Trowa.” Heero can’t help it but totally amused at watching the
display in front of him.
Duo was still laughing his head
off. His body convulsing as he struggled to get his breath back to his lung. Heero getting annoyed and slap him at the back of his head
hard making him slipped off from his seat and kiss the floor. The trick works.
After for about ten minutes, Duo
has finally calm down from his high and now the little bundle of joy is seated
on Quatre’s lap. Wufei
looked up at Quatre with curious stare and vice versa
and he entertained himself by inspecting Quatre’s
hands, comparing his smaller hands to larger ones and turning Quatre’s hands at different angles to peer them in silent
observation.
“Now, care to explain on what has
happened?” Heero asked.
Everybody looked at Duo minus Wufei. Duo gulped.
“Well… I was bored… and feeling
like to cook something so… I looked up at the internet to find some simple dish
to cook. I found one and the ingredients and steps sound easy so I tried it.”
Duo busied his hand by fidgeting his braided hair. “I swear I followed the
instructions exactly it said. Then I give Wuffie the honour to be the first person to taste my soup and he taste
it only just a spoon of soup when suddenly ‘POOF…’” he make the action of
explosion with his two hands “… he shrinked.” He
squeaked the latter word and hands back to fidget with his hair.
Three sets of eyes stare at him
in disbelieve.
“I might run and hide but I NEVER
lie and THAT person is me. You can check the website if you don’t believe me.”
Duo feels hurt.
“I will.” Heero
volunteered.
“I will pack that… that greeny stuff to run some details.” Trowa
offered and was at lost on what to name that thing.
“I also need to have a sample of Wufei’s blood to run some DNA and might as well contact Dr.
Sally.” Quatre added.
Hearing at Quatre’s
remarks they sat frozen and they stare at Wufei who
was currently has fallen asleep on Quatre some where
in the middle of their pow-wow.
“So then, where will he be
sleeping tonight?” Duo broke the silence.
There was a small argument as to
where Wufei should sleep but since it was Duo who
started it, Duo lost. It’s already late and the three just back from an
assignment and was tired, they decided to call it a day and to discuss again
tomorrow first thing in the morning after they all have well rested and making
a bodily harm warning on totally ban Duo in attempting to cook before they walk
to their own respective bedroom.
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* * *
* * * *
Trowa
was forced out of his slumber by a plaintive whine around three in the morning.
He blinked groggily. A vision of ebony eyes with loose hair peaking at him from
the side of the bed. The small boy dressed in a large top pajama only with kitten
printed all over. Wondering how does he get out from Duo’s room, let alone the
long hallway.
“Up!” Wufei demanded in a childish voice. His
arms too weak to pull himself up onto the big bed. His
chin barely clearing the surface of the bed sheets. When Trowa didn’t make any movement, his bottom lip trembled slightly, resting his chin fully on the blankets to release
a full force puppy ebony eyes which surprisingly large and expressive and can
beat over Quatre’s trademark.
Trowa, unable to ignore sigh in defeat,
scooting over far enough and grasped him under his arms and tugged the boy
beside him under the blankets. Wufei offered a
toothy grin to him before he bury himself on his chest and grasped a fistful of
Trowa’s pajamas in his tiny little hand and in a
matter of few seconds are asleep. Trowa was totally
surprised. Never knew Wufei is such a cuddly person.
Somehow, he felt warm especially in his heart. Trowa
smiled and put his hand around Wufei forms
possessively and tug his head under his chin, breathing in the sweet scent
before him and let himself slip back to sleep.
In Duo’s room, the bed currently
occupied by one and only namely Duo who is oblivious to the missing child,
making a 180 degrees turn on his bed, snoring away in peace dreaming about foods.
He snorted and mumbled. Giggled slightly and one hand scratching over his
chest. Saliva trickled over one side of his face. “Um… yummy…” And snored….
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* * * *
The next morning, all of the
house occupants was rudely jolted from their sleeps when Duo had almost run
over his bedroom door open in his panic to find the missing little Wufei and making the said little Wufei
startled and started to cry. Duo, feeling remorseful for frightened the child
in his panic take him from Trowa grasp and into his
embrace trying to soothe him back and rocking him softly in his arms, murmuring
sweet apologies at him and giving him lot of smooches on his face.
It had taken five minutes to calm
the frightened little Wufei but the hiccupping sounds
still remain. Quatre standing at the door with his
pajamas and porcupine hair styles is finally to be able to release his sigh of
relief. Heero also let out a weary sigh and lean on
the wall.
“What a nice wake up call, Duo.” Quatre sneered. “I need coffee.” With the last comments, he
turns around and head to kitchen.
Three sets of eyes trailed at Quatre until he’s out of sight. For the first time, they
saw a side of rudely awaken Quatre. They made a
mental note. Never ever get near him if they wan their goodselves
safe from the wrath of spiky hair. They wonder if Quatre’s
bed hair can be on par with Sally’s needle wrath.
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The meal was certainly
entertaining. There had been a slight argument as to what to feed little Wufei as well as what utensils he could handle himself,
along with how to sit him at the table. After a lengthy
verbal debate, Trowa finally taking the matters on
his hand. Wufei seated on his lap with his
back resting on his sturdy chest, one arm keeping him balanced on his waist
while one hand feeding him the small spoonfuls of soggy cereal. Quatre was seated closed to them so he could and taking the
pleasure occasionally wipe away small mild stains on little Wufei’s
face which he somehow managing to find a way to spill slight amounts of mild
out from his mouths.
The said little Wufei was busy trying to take the spoon away from Trowa’s hand each time when a spoonful of soggy cereal Trowa brought forward to his mouth, Trowa
take a hold of his hand which he used to balance him to prevent an unwanted
mess from happening. When the fourth feeds was brought forward, Wufei bite on the spoon with no sign to release it anytime
soon. Trowa try to pull it out from his mouth without
inflicting any injury. The look of concentration on Wufei’s
face which looks like a frown and with his face looked rounder with the
stuffing in his mouth made a disapproving sound.
“Wufei,
open you mouth.” Trowa demanded in soft tone.
No response.
“Wufei.” Trowa held him
tighter around his trapped little hands as a warning for a second before he
releases his tight hold.
Wufei’s
bottom lips started to quiver and tear started to build a dam in his eyes. Trowa can feel the quivering from the spoon.
“Trowa,
you are not helping here.” Quatre glared at Trowa. He turns to Wufei and eye
level with him. “Now, now, Wufei.
Open up your mouth and give back the spoon.” He cajoled. “Be a good boy and I
will treat you a sweet. How’s that?” He smiled sweetly
at Wufei.
Wufei
sniffed before he relaxing his jaw and Trowa pull it
out. Chewing thrice before he swallowed, freeing his hands from Trowa’s grasped, hands reaching for Quatre
and whined out. “ ‘Atta ~ ~”
Quatre sweatdropped at the way he pronounced his name. He grasped
him by his waist and into his arms and Wufei buried
his face on his shoulders, his short little hands wrapped around his neck. Quatre rubbed at his back.
An emotion which is indescribable
surrounded Trowa when Wufei
reach out for Quatre. Feeling hurt? Jealous? He himself is not sure but he push
it back at the back of his mind to analyze later.
During all that time, Heero and Duo just sit back and watch the free show in
front of them. Their breakfast has totally forgotten.
“Wow…”
“Hn…”
TBC….
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