Vacation Break

Disclaimer : I do not own Gundam Wing or any of its characters.

Author: Teaspoon
Editor: Meems
Chapter One: “Wet Introductions”
Warnings: yaoi relationships, slash, lemonish.
More warnings to come.


There goes my well deserved vacation, Wufei thought.
He jumped into the Key Bay beach and swam towards the nearby wooden deck. Diving into the icy cold, saltwater after recuperating from his one-day sunburn, Wufei had decided that his vacation was ‘unjustly’ and more stressful than he first expected.

When he woke up this morning, he tried to think positively as he went through his daily routine. After working out and showering twenty minutes ago, his biggest concern was whether he should have bought his Hemp Plus granola organic cereal or to settle for toast for the next two weeks. But now, thanks to the two unexpected, departing intruders, his morning was ruined, following the same vibe as his previous, deplorable week.
“Out of all the beaches on this forsaken coast, they had to pick the one by my place for a drop off.”

Wufei sighed. Better get the bag now before it starts to stink up the area. Trying to avoid the waves from pushing him back against the deck’s columns, he realized that he should have slept in today. But who would visit a private resort at 6:37 in the morning, anyway?

He wasn’t expecting anyone besides his meddling friends, and although he anticipated on being disturbed by an overly concerned Quatre and his army boyfriend, Heero, Wufei knew the considerate blonde would give him a week before visiting and checking in on him. After all, it was Quatre’s suggestion for him to go on vacation at the Lerg Forgo resort in the first place.

Earlier this morning, Wufei had just stepped out onto his grey-screened balcony of his private two-floor cabin. He spotted two black-suited men, who did not seem like the typical lost tourists, step out of their black Ranger Rover with tinted windows. They conspicuously unlocked the trunk and dragged out a large wrapped object from it. Already, he suspected foul play.
It’s too large to be anything but…

Wufei rushed outside to see if he could get a better glimpse at them. He blamed his reaction for being an undercover cop – and his gut – but his instincts suspected that he will need these solid, physical descriptions to track them down later.
He was right.

The two men dumped the body bag over the deck and into the water. They strode back to their car and zoomed off. Within seconds, Wufei had already plunged in after the wretched corpse bag.
There it is… at the bottom… They must have put rocks or something to make it sink… He swam upward and took a deep breath
before diving back in. Hold on! Did it move? It’s still alive?!

Urgently reaching for the wrapped body, he tugged at the ropes but was unsuccessful. He grabbed his military knife and slashed the bag open. His lungs burned as he managed to tear it apart. He pulled the deadweight of what seemed to be a white teenaged girl. He swatted her long, brunette mane away from his face in frustration as he sped his way up to the surface.

Coughing, Wufei carefully held her, keeping her head above water before dragging the rest of her body on shore.
Is it too late?

Wufei tapped the girl’s cheek. Nothing. He reached for her wrists. No pulse. Then he felt for her ribs. No fractured bones or injuries. He tipped her chin up and immediately administered CPR. He noticed that her lips were soft, cold, and purple. No oxygen for almost two minutes. Come on…breathe, damn it! Breathe!

Wufei continued switching from mouth to mouth and pressed against her diaphragm. With no signs of response, he almost gave up. That’s when he saw her left fingers twitch. He pulled back from her face and briefly caught sight of startling purple eyes, looking back at him before she quickly jerked and coughed up water.

Slightly disgusted and relieved, Wufei hesitated briefly before rubbing her back as she threw up some more. Surprised at the several scrapes and cuts on her arms and legs, he wondered what had led her to this situation. He guessed that she was about his age. Even though her wet hair covered her flat chest, she seemed much younger.
After two minutes of waiting for her breath to stabilize, he gently put his hand on her shoulder. She cringed. Before she turned away, he picked the shaky girl up into his his arms and went into Quatre’s place.

“Uff…” She looks skinny, but she weighs more than she looks! Wufei placed her on the beige leather couch with care as she coughed some more. She kept her eyes shut and curled to the side, hugging her waist. Wufei couldn’t help but stare at her, realizing that she needed to change out of her drenched clothes. Wow, she really is flat-chested… Oh, right – towels!
“I’ll be right back,” Wufei said. “I’ll get you something to dry off.” As he walked away, she opened her eyes and watched him suspiciously.

Wufei found extra towels in the bathroom closet, and heard an upbeat, techno beat sound off, along with the lyrics “Caaaall me, call me.” He grabbed his cell phone and sighed heavily.

“Remind me never again to let you play with my phone, Quatre.”

His friend chuckled. “I thought it was a catchy tune. How’s everything, Wufei?”

“Like a rollercoaster, so far. I don’t know if you have any plans yet, but can you come over armed? And, bring Heero.”

“Heero? Whatever it is, it must be serious. We’ll be there by noon. Is there anything – ”

“Yeah, have Heero look into plate number 5K432OP. I believe the owners are involved in an attempted murder.”

“What?! Seriously, Wufei, – ”

“I’ll elaborate when you’re here.” Wufei grabbed two towels and headed back to the living room. “Also, bring extra weapons. I only have a – ”

Wufei stopped, confused by the empty sofa. “Where did she – ” He froze when the cool nuzzle of a gun pressed against the back of his neck.

“Wufei? Are you there?” Quatre asked.

“Uh, yeah. I gotta go.” He clicked his phone shut.

“Don’t move,” the muffled voice demanded. Sounded male. Did someone break in? Did the men come back? Wufei looked for a reflection on the TV, but only saw himself.

“Where’s the girl?” Wufei asked.

Then suddenly struck, he felt a sharp pain on the back of his head. He felt it again on his forehead as his vision blurred. Then, everything went black.

“I’m not a fucking girl!” muttered the wet brunette, looking down at the limp body.

Wufei’s head throbbed and groaned when he found himself tied to the heater. He looked up, refocusing his vision. His eyes settled on a still-wet man, facing him. He was sitting on the edge of the couch with a towel wrapped around his very manly hips. He stood up and grabbed a wet rag.

“Here, I only meant to knock you out,” he said, walking to Wufei’s side. “But you ended up hitting the corner of the coffee table.” Wufei unconsciously held his breath, while the approaching she-man kneeled next to him to wipe off the blood above his brow.

Wufei processed the situation. What was this guy trying to do? He shifted uncomfortably, while studying his unexpected gendered guest, who was smirking back at him.

“I wouldn’t bother untying the knots if I was you, Wuffy. Picking locks and making knots are some of my specialties, and I already checked you out for small razors or sharp objects by the time you came back.”
Wufei hesitated. Wuffy? He must have stolen his wallet while I carried her. Uh, him…?

“It’s WuFei,” he grumbled.

Duo chuckled and gently dabbed against the two-inch cut on his forehead.
“Whatever you say, Wuf-man,” he said. “Just in case you’re wondering about your wallet, it’s on the counter. I wanted to know who I needed to thank, for helping me out of that tight spot.”

Tight spot? Wufei snorted. “You have a funny way of showing your gratitude.” He grew more uncomfortable at the proximity of the other boy. He looks American.

Duo noticed Wufei’s discomfort and found it amusing. He decided to go for the shock factor, and straddled Wufei’s legs. He pressed his hips against him and thrived on his stunned expression. Duo became more daring and took advantage of Wufei’s gasp for a quick taste. Hmmm, soft lips, salty water with a hint of lemon. Amused, Duo slid off the stiffened Wufei.

“Name’s Duo Maxwell, Wuffers. I may steal and I may hide, but I never tell a lie… and you, my friend, can’t say I didn’t thank ya.”

A/N: First Fic. Let me know what you think...Should I keep at it?