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Shorter First Kiss memes (various fandoms)

I'm going to be posting my shorter First Kiss fics here and bunch them together so I'm not continually spamming everyone.

First up is a Wufei + Duo fic for s1ncer1ty which is a pairing I've never written anything for so um...this could be interesting.

Title: Enough to Hang Yourself(1/1)
Series: Gundam Wing
Author: Sephy
Genre: Drama/Humor
Rating: PG-13
Archive: Fallen Icons
Pairing: Again, Wufei + Duo
Warnings: Spoilers for the series, twitchy Duo. Also, this fic is unbeta'd at the moment.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of its characters. They are the property of Bandai and Sunrise. I'm only playing in their sandbox. No profit is intended.

There are some mornings when Duo contemplates strangling Wufei with his braid.

It's not much of a rope, he'll admit but it would get the job done with just enough pressure. Providing Wufei doesn't attempt any of those kung-fu moves of his; Duo's not stupid enough to think he can handle Bruce Lee, Jr., not after they've been in this stinking cage of OZ's for weeks. It's all he can do these days to keep the boredom at bay, pushing and pushing at the other pilot and taking an almost sadistic sort of pleasure those times Wufei loses patience enough to rise to the bait. He'd like to pretend he's Mr. Serenity and Cool Disdain but Duo knows better, knows that beneath everything, he's just as much of a caged tiger as Duo is.

Their captors certainly know it, shoving food in at them and then disappearing as if they think the two of them are going to pull superpowers out of their collective asses and bust out. Neither of them is Heero and while that's not a bad thing, it also means neither of them are going to be able to pull of some stupid stunt that should get them killed five times over and live to smirk about it.

They are only human, after all.

Being in such close quarters with Wufei though has given him an odd appreciation for the other boy, for how hard he struggles with himself against all those little impulses he thinks are wrong. It's kind of sad to watch. Funny, too and certainly never boring. It keeps his mind off of all those things Duo knows he could think about and doesn't want to. He's had enough with revisiting old ghosts and past failures. Better to live in this moment, in this now and with this person.

What he doesn't count on (never counted on) was Wufei turning it all around on him, angry hands shoving him backward so that his head smacks against the cell, the Chinese boy huffing and holding onto his shirt as if he can't decide how he wants to kill Duo first. Duo's not inclined to help him, not with the ache starting in the back of his skull and the stars he's seeing.

He feels a bit more inclined when Wufei yanks him forward, mouth bruising as it takes Duo's, killing the surprised squawk that tries to burst free. Duo's surprised; Chang really does know how to use his mouth for something other than trying to knock him down a peg.

Even if this feels pretty close.

He's even more surprised by the utter lack of shame when Wufei lets him go, "Can you shut up now? Please?"

It's almost crude for him, certainly not polite and Duo thinks there might be hope for him yet. He cocks his head and considers that before shrugging, "I think you're going to have to do that again for any peace, Wufei."

He always did learn things better the second or third try around.

For vanishingbee, a little Wufei/Dorothy crack!

Title: Distractions(1/1)
Series: Gundam Wing
Author: Sephy
Genre: Humor
Rating: PG-13
Archive: Fallen Icons
Pairing: Dorothy + Wufei
Warnings: Humor, crack. This fic is unbeta'd at the moment.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of its characters. They are the property of Bandai and Sunrise. I'm only playing in their sandbox. No profit is intended.

A Gundam Wing ficlet

For vanishingbee

Contrary to popular opinion, things didn't begin with a duel or kicking the hell out of each other. When it began, really began, was over tea one afternoon in the mess hall.

"Why are they staring?" Wufei scowled over the rip of his Styrofoam cup, managing to quell a few snickers, ones that suddenly became coughs hidden behind a wave of hands.

Dorothy shrugged and stirred her tea, cocking an eyebrow, "I guess they've never seen anyone lose a bet before."

Wufei made a noise in the back of his throat, one that spoke volumes about what he thought of that. Dorothy inclined her head in agreement before adding, "I am going to kill you though. You really had no right to volunteer me like that."

"We're partners, aren't we? You wouldn't really have let me face a challenge like that by myself."

"Oh, wouldn't I? If you're stupid enough to bet against a sure thing –"

Wufei lowered his cup, his frown deepening, "Are you trying to tell me that you had no confidence we'd win?"

"I'm telling you, I don't make bets I can't win. And if it hadn't already been made office knowledge, you bet your sweet ass I would have gotten out of it."

"You have no honor, woman."

"No, I don't. Refreshing, isn't it?" Dorothy rested her chin on her hands, giving him a rubbery smile, "Which incidentally would be why you're wearing the giant bear suit and I'm not."

"Because a clown suit is so much better."

"Clowns are a very long-standing, honored tradition. And I'm not fuzzy. It's a good look for you, Chang. Embrace it."

"Be quiet. We only have a few more hours of this bet to wait out and then I'm –"

"You're going to nothing," Dorothy straightened, fixing him with a glare and waiting until he actually squirmed, aggrieved Chinese features pinched. "Not one more thing. Or next we'll be washing their cars thanks to your big mouth and gambling problem."

Dorothy paused, her smile widening, "I could, however, give the office something else to talk about. Besides our lovely costumes. A distraction, if you will."

Wufei looked interested scooting forward in his seat, "That sounds promising."

"Oh, it is," Dorothy leaned forward, her voice dropping to a whisper, "Would you like to see?"

"I suppose."

"No, really, Wufei, would you like me to show you?" Dorothy pitched her voice a touch louder, blue eyes glinting.

"Uh," Wufei started to feel a bit uneasy at that, tugging on his furry ear before nodding quickly.

Dorothy's hand found the zipper of his costume, having to angle her head just so the kiss she gave him landed on target. It was a full-on kiss, nothing like what you might see in a movie, ruthless and greedy, Wufei flailing outward trying to hold onto his balance. Dorothy kissed in much the same way she did battle, full of aggressive determination as she forged onward, accepting nothing less than total surrender.

Wufei eventually gave up, having to kiss her in turn just to find some freedom, red-faced and panting when she let him go. Reaching up, she fixed her curly red wig and shrugged, "There. I can guarantee you no one is going to be talking about the fuzzy bear look."

She got up, taking her tray with her and attempting not to catch her baggy pants on the table. "Oh and I expect you at my quarters later this evening so I can finish punishing you for this mess. Leave the bear costume. Or better yet, don't. I think I'm feeling kind of kinky."
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