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Gundam Wing: La Femmes A Fanfic by Lady Lye (c)2001 Rated for strong language on behalf of the characters. Remember- it's not the author w/ the potty mouth-it's her potty-mouthed characters. Disclaimer: I do not own the whole GW thing... If I did I sure as h*ll wouldn't be here wasting my time writing fanfics about them- I'd be using them as my you-know-what slaves per my latest obsession. So don't try to sue me- it ain't worth it. Note: rough translation for my rough use of Spanish can be found at
the bottom of the chapter. This will include all previous phrases.
Gundame: Gundame- (pronunciation varies between gun-dum-eh and gun-dam-ay, but never gun-dame.) The mobile suits used by the five new girls. They are made of gundanium alloy but are coated with a newly developed substance making their shell even tougher than the gundams. Their pilots are known as the Dames.
In their dorm room, Kyla stared at the three empty beds on the far side. Raisa noticed her staring. “You thinking what the rest of us are thinking?” “Duh,” she rolled onto her back, staring at the ceiling. “It begins soon.” “It’s not as though we’re unprepared,” Raisa continued to fold her laundry and pack it neatly away in her cubby. “That’s not what worries me. It’s- it’s that we’ve spent almost our whole lives here. What do we really know about the world?” “Madam Anthony has taught us all that she can,” Raisa said calmly. “If we are badly prepared, it is not our own fault.” “Why are you always so damn conformative-“ Kyla sat up and threw a pillow at her. “and so sensible,” she cast her eyes down. “I’m sorry, Raisa.” “It’s ok, Kyla,” Raisa said, picking up the pillow. “The rest of us are scared too.” Kyla looked to the other side of the room. There were eight beds in total. There had originally been fifteen. Now only five of those beds were slept in every night. Girls had come and girls had gone and now it was just the five of them. Kyla slid off her bed and picked up the picture frame that sat on Isabel’s bedside table. It was a photograph of a very young Isabel with another little girl. They were smiley and happy and covered in dirt. “We’ve all lost people we loved…” Kyla said, putting down the picture frame. “Kyla,” Raisa tried to find the right words. “When we lost those people, we were lost. We had nowhere to go. We should be thankful that Madam Anthony found us and thought us worthy of our cause. We would be lost without her. And you know as well as I do that if you had wanted to leave, you would have long before it even got down to just seven of us.” They looked up as their shared bathroom door opened. Andria, her face striped with tears, came out solemnly. “What are you guys doing here?” she asked, surprised. Her voice was chocked, as though she had been crying for a long time. “They gave us the morning off,” Kyla told her. “Gloria left last night,” Raisa said quietly. Andria stared at them. “You can’t be serious.”
Estelle sighed contentedly and leant back against the warm boulder. Everything was perfect. A small pool of water at formed at the elbow of a creek and the clearing it made through the trees let the sun flow in to make the water sparkle and the morning all the brighter. Lazily, she picked up her sketchpad and pencil. “Hey, muchacha,” Isabel plopped down next to her. “What’s up?” “mmmm… drawing…” Estelle said sleepily. “Ah,” Isabel peered over her shoulder to see. “hey, you forgot that tree over there.” “Huh? What tree?” Estelle compared her drawing to the reality. “That one-“ Isabel pointed. “The one with the weird branches in front.” Heero, who had made a huge step out of character to come here, peered over the boulder. “That’s no tree. That’s Trowa.” “Hey, he’s caliente,” Isabel squinted. “You think every guy’s caliente,” Estelle said in exasperation. “So what? I’ve been deprived of male contact for several years. So sue me if I’m a little desperate.” “Isa…” Estelle groaned. “Hey, Heero, where are you going?” Both girls looked up as Heero walked around the pond. “To talk to him, where else?” Heero said, joining his friend on the far side of the pond. “What a second-“ Estelle called. “Who the hell is Trowa?”
“You’re camping out in the woods?” Heero asked as he joined the others in yes, their campout in the woods. “You know there’s a town back there?” All four young men gave this pause. “We are men. We do not need fancy hotels,” Wufei said sulkily. “You mean we’ve been sleeping on rocks for nothing?!” Duo exclaimed. “It doesn’t matter,” Quatre said. “What are you doing out here, Heero?” “Estelle wanted to and so I came along for the ride.” “Who’s Estelle?” they asked, interest peaking. “And what happened to that Andrea girl you were hugging last night-“ Duo said smartly. “Her name is Andria.” The other three looked at him, then back at Heero, shocked. “Estelle’s just a friend,” Heero said defensively. “What about that other girl who was back there-“ Trowa asked. “That’s Isabel-“ “And I bet she’s just a friend, too,” Duo said disbelievingly. “Yes, she is,” Heero insisted. “How come he’s getting lucky with three girls all at once?!” Duo exclaimed. “That is completely dishonorable, Heero,” Wufei said coldly. Actually, all of the pilots looked rather sulky. “I’m not doing anything with them!” Heero exclaimed. “This hurts, man,” Duo shook his head sadly. “The least you coulda done was tell us about this place instead of hogging them all to yourself.” “I’m not dating them!” Heero shouted. “So you’re using them?” “That is even more dishonorable, Heero.” “I’m not dating them! There’s only one girl I’m dating!” “And what about Relena?” Duo asked the all-important question. Heero froze. He had been trying to forget about Relena… Had up until now. “Relena…”
“Andria’s that’s awful!” Kyla cried. Andria took another tissue and blew her nose. “I know, I know.” The three girls had formed a female bonding circle on Raisa’s bed and were comforting poor Andria while she told them the whole sad story. “What am I going to do?” she said, her eyes filling again. “We could kill him if you want,” Raisa offered. “No! Don’t kill him!” Andria gasped. “Aw, come on,” Kyla grinned. “One little silent shot in the night- no one would ever be the wiser.” “Or there’s always poison,” Raisa said with an amazingly straight face. “Ah, yes, poison. How about at breakfast? Slip something into his orange juice and watch him choke to death-“ Kyla imitated strangling sounds. “You guys are so stupid,” Andria couldn’t help smiling. “or we could throw him over a cliff or something,” Kyla said. This time using her hands to imitate the fall and satisfying “Splat! No more icky Heero boyfriend!” “No, that’s too messy,” Raisa laughed. “Let’s ship him off to Siberia to the work mines-“ “No! Outer Space! Oh yes, Mr. Yuy, have a wonderful vacation- whoops! Did we just open the air hatch? What a horrible accident!” Kyla said. Andria was laughing now. “Thank you, Kyla. You always make things look brighter.” “I have to say my favorite is the SPLAT!” Kyla finished her little performance, cheered that Andria wasn’t crying anymore. “I guess it’s all moot now anyway,” Raisa was the first to sober. “We’ll be leaving soon anyway.” “Tonight may be our last night here…” Andria murmured.
“Sooooo….?” Duo asked. “Uh… uh…” Heero was lost in his mind’s eye. Relena… His feelings about her were so incredibly mixed up. She was always THERE. Why had he ever left her? She was always there for him, always ready to just BE THERE. But she was always THERE. But hat was what he loved about her… “Uh, Heero?” Quatre asked. “Hello? Earth to Heero?” Duo waved a hand in front of his face. Abruptly, Heero stood. His face was hard and cold again, just as it
had been when he had first come here… It felt odd now to him. “I’ll talk
to you guys again later.” And left.
Here are the terms you may need... WARNING: I used the translator on www.dictionary.com <http://www.dictionary.com> for these. I don’t expect them all to be good. I do hope they get the point across. If anyone knows of a better site to use or can give me some really excellent phrases for Isabel to say, let me know. cliente- hot
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