New starts and old beginnings
New starts and old beginnings
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Title: New
starts and old beginnings (FYI title has nothing to do with story)
Author:
Pudin
Rating: G
now but will go up to R or NC-17
Warnings:
Nothing yet
About: It’s
an AU centered about Wufei, three reasons. One, Wufei is sorely unappreciated.
Two, Wufei is cool in his one way. And three, …. Well reason one and two should
be enough.
Monday
October 5th
(Wufei)
I’ve never
needed much, never asked for much or taken up much space. I just wanted a
little respect and place of my
I grew up
in a house with my parents as an only child, along with virtually every other
relative in my entire family, blood or not. I shared all of my things and never
really had anything to call my own.
We all
lived in both the past and the present, never really moving forward with out
taking a thousand passes back first.
The house
was big, then again it housed a good fifty people. There’s training grounds and
a zen garden, a pool and a sauna. But no one on the entire grounds has a room
all to there own. There are no locks on the doors and the walls are paper thin
and have often been described as being translucent, not an ounce of privacy in
the entire house.
The elders
make all of the influential decisions and thst mst modern household item in the
house is the dishwasher.
The music
room is filled with all kinds of instruments, every one here can play
something. They say it’s for stress while I say it’s to keep us busy.
The school
we all attend is a mile walk away, most of the distance being are front steps
leading up to the house.
I lived
here my entire life, resigned myself to the knowledge that things would never
change and even came to enjoy and find comfort in the idea. I soon came to hope
nothing would change things.
And then it
happened, as things tend to happen when things are just right. My parents died,
passing on into the next world never to return. And then I thought that nothing
could be worse until the will was read to me.
I was to
live with my mother’s sister until I turn eighteen. The one black sheep in the
entire family and I was to live with her and her daughter in a completely
different country. I was to live with a single working mother for at the very
least a year and leave my home country of China for a new life over there.
So the next
thing I know, I’m being shipped off on a plane to Canada the land of incessant
cold and bore. The land of freedom and all things that are good, also one of
many places that I never wanted or intended to visit.
My plan is
to make things as normal as back home, no mater how hard it feels like it will
be from where I am right now.
Some people
told me the change will do me good and is probably for the best right now, I
can’t think of anything worse. Change can mean nothing good, I’m to live with
two women that I have never met before, in a country I’ve never been to. I
suppose that the only good thing is that I can actually speak English so I should
be okay on that front.
Most of my
stuff is going to be sent a couple days after me, all that I have at the moment
is my suitcase and the clothes on my back plus a handful of cash just-in-case.
My arrival
at the terminal was nothing big minus my relatives making asses out of
themselves by dancing around with a sign with my name printed on it in bold
letters. I must say that I’m completely embarrassed to call them family.
I made my
way over to them and my aunt gave me a hug and smile and my cousin a shake of
the hand.
We made are
way out to there car, well jeep, me pushing a trolley with my bag on it.
Placing my bag in the trunk and taking a seat in the back seat.
My cousin
Meiran took the front passengers seat and my aunt, Ling , the drivers. Along
the way to their house I spent my time looking out of the window. Everything is
so different from back home, the people, the houses, the streets, the … I
should stop complaining. It’s different, yes, but I will adapt.
The house
we stopped at, well, the apartment is pretty big. Its red brick and big. Maybe
I’ll think of a better description some other time but right now that’s all
that comes to mind.
The inside
is very… posh I suppose and in the elevator one wall is a full length mirror.
Their apartment rooms are on the fifteenth floor, although it’s technically the
fourteenth since there’s no thirteenth level and all.
I must say
it’s a little strange but apparently having a thirteenth level is considered
bad luck around here.
There rooms
aren’t messy per say, but most definitely not well organized like things back
home were. I really have to stop comparing things, it will just make things
that much harder.
I suppose
the one big difference will have to be that I get my one room here, its
something that I’ve never had before. Alwaysing ing three other rowdy boys in
the same room as me and not having an ounce of privacy among us.
The room is
big enough I suppose, smaller then my older one but plenty big for one. I place
my suitcase at the foot of the bed, although I suppose it’s my bed now, my room
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The room is
pretty boring with its off white walls, single bed, dresser and closet,
apparently it used to be a guest room but its mine now.
I don’t
know how I’ll ever survive this, but some how I will.
I take my
clothes off and clime into bed and under the covers, my aunt said that I’d have
one week to st bst before starting school here. Everything seams to be
happening so fast, I don’t know how I’ll keep up.
I’ll
meditate on it in the morning.
Tuesday
October 6th
(Heero)
I’ll ever survive.”
Oh,
wonderful, the preps are here. And of course there leader Relina is leading
them and for once she’s not the one that’s complaining, its one of her three
stooges, the Chinese one. Man is her voice high pitched.
But of
course they take the table next to ours, they always do. Some times I want to
just scream at them to shut up, but I know that I wont, its not my stile.
“Can you
believe he actually woke up at like five this morning? Five! Who wakes up at
five in the morning? I’ll tell you he dose. And then he sat in the living room
and meditated. Meditated! I mean Jesus, what century are we living in anyway?”
She seemed
to be getting frantic, probably going crazy. It’s entertaining to watch, she’s
usually the quiet, composed one of their group.
“He
actually made breakfast this morning. I’m not complaining about that, he’s a
good cook and all but then my mother starts rattling at me about not having
helped him out. I mean Jesus, I wasn’t even awake yet, what did she expect me
to do? Everything!”
My god dose
she ever nag.
“Plus he
doesn’t even have to start school until next week, I mean how lucky is that.
Its like his coming here is taking over my life. I mean you should see him.
He’s so small and puny. When I was told that he was coming to stay they said he
was a fighter not some puny meditating erg… I’m so going to die.”
Good
riddance.
“It’s okay
Mei, we’ll support you.” Relina said in her sickly sweet voice. “Wont we
girls?” there was a chorus of ya’s.
God were
they ever drama queens. I look over at my friends sitting next to me, all
different but I think its better that way.
Duo with
his humor and don’t give a shit attitude.
Trowa with
his calm presence and out going nature.
Quatre with
his smarts and cheerful demeanor.
Zech with
his sarcasm and wisdom.
Treze with
his leadership and adult suavity.
And me with
my good looks and a gun.
(Wufei)
I’ve been
here a day and already Meiran and my aunt are driving me crazy. Where did they
learn there manners, it was most definitely not granny, the old witch
how one should act.
Meiran is
constantly nagging me to be less then perfect, but I’m far from perfect.
Although, compared to her I see where she needs help. I don’t think she ever
met gran, but it would do her a world of good.
My ante has
imposed, what I think is a very small set of rules compared to back home. I
should have no trouble following them, she seams to find great pleasure in
complimenting me for the most simple of tasks. Ones that any decent human being
could do.
I’ve picked
out a new color for my room, a deep shade of blue-green. We also got all of the
paintbrushes and rollers wile we were at the store and I’ll be painting my room
some time soon. At least it will keep me occupied for the time being.
Staying
alone in the small apartment all day is no fun, so I await the start of school
with a sense of apprehension and delight. It’s a public school with no
uniforms, something that I have never had before.
Meiran is
actually supposed to take me shopping sometime during the next week, from what
I’ve seen the styles around here aren’t all that different from back home, but
Mei’s complained that if I go in my normal clothes I’ll embarrass her to no
end. So now I have to go, the worst that she can do is spent a lot of her mom’s
money.
Adjusting
here could be worse I suppose, I could have been forgotten at the airport or
maybe that would have been a good thing.
It’s hard
to follow my old schedule here, seeing as there’s not much space to. I can
meditate though so I do that a lot, but I have to wait for most of my stuff to
get here first. It got delayed for some reason or other and won’t be arriving
for a couple of weeks yet.
It had
better hurry up, I’m a mess without my things.
Wednesday
October 7th
(Heero)
“You should
see all the clothes he has, there just horrifying. Nothing like you guys of
course.”
Their at
are table. They actually sat at our table.
“Anyway, I
convinced my mom to let me take him shopping before he starts school. I suppose
that’s a blessing, it’ll take quite some time to get him everything he needs.”
They sat at
our table and are at present talking at us. Not with us, at us.
“I’m not
sure yet, but he totally needs a haut. ut. What he has is totally passé. I
think spikes might look good on him, but he is totally set in his ways, maybe
you guys can help me convince him after he starts here.”
They’re
clinging to us and talking at us. Do they ever shut up? They’re like frigin’
weeds or maybe some kind of mold, frigin’ fungi.
“It’s okay
Mei, we totally support you in your time of need.” Relina’s voice sounds so
much worse up close. And why is she holding my arm, how dose she expect me to
eat with her clinging onto me like that. It can’t be good for digestion.
“I say this
totally calls for a makeover. We could make it an all-nighter. You know
shopping and beautifying all at once. We could totally help you out. I’m sure
he would agree to that.” Relina smiled confidently and Meiran beamed.
The bell
rang.
Finely, I
slip away grabbing my bag and dumping my lunch. The guys rushing off as well.
“At least
they didn’t try to drag us in or something.” Treze put in.
“Hay!”
Quatre butted in. “Don’t say stuff like that out loud. You’ll curse our good
luck.”
I snorted
at that, I’m surprised and glad the girls didn’t think of that and hope it
stays that way.
Being at
school and having to see and hear them here is all ready too much for me, I
can’t imagine living with anyone of them.
(Wufei)
God, doing
anything with those two is impossible. We went shopping for groceries and
Meiran complained the hole time wile my aunt tried to appease her with
compromises like for everything healthy Mei could have something junkie.
That deal
stayed until I made some comment on her getting fat and rotting her teeth out
of her head, she then stopped grabbing candy off of the shelves and simply let
things be. I could deal with her, I had nine immediate female cousins at home
one would be no problem for me.
On the way
home from shopping it started to rain and getting wet was inevitable. I
immediately started to undress the moment I stepped through the door, the
sooner I get dry and worm the less likely I’m to get sick. But the next thing I
know I’m being lectured by my aunt about being inappropriate in front of my
girl cousin.
What was
she talking about, I was only taking care of myself and I told her just that.
Besides, we were family and I had nothing to hide. Back home there was no
privacy so nudity was never an issue.
So she laid
down a few new rules; one, I can only change in my bedroom and the bathroom;
two, I can only follow rule one if the door is locked; three, I can’ow aow any
nudity in front of my virgin cousin’s eyes; four,… well you get the idea.
So I
grabbed a change of clothes from my room and then took a long worm shower,
things are just getting weirder by the day here.
I suppose
I’ll get used to these changes to, I mean what’s one more?
After
properly worming up I got out and dressed in the washroom, next I went to help
my aunt with supper. I’ve noticed the serious lack of respect and help my
cousin provides.
She’s such
a spoiled brat, I can’t stand that in anyone and its not like I can yell at her
to change no matter how much I would like to.
I suppose
it will have to do.
Thursday
October 8th
(Heero)
“He called
me fat!”
Hah, she
probably disserved it and maybe even more.
“And it
gets worse. He said my teeth were rotting out of my mouth!” Mei complained wile
flashing her teeth at everyone at the table. They were perfectly white and
strait as always. Yet her friends were there to support her in her imperative
time if need.
“Oh, but it
gets so much worse.” She almost sobbed. “You see, we got soaked coming home
from shopping last night and when we got home he immediately started to
undress. Right in front of me. Got so far as to undo his belt before my mom
freaked out.”
“That’s
terrible!” Relina cut in. “And so completely uncivilized.”
“The thing
is Lina, it wasn’t gross like I thought it would be. His body is so hot!” She
practically squealed this out. “He has a tight six-pack and is lightly muscled
everywhere I could see. I mean with his clothes on he looks like a total dope
but his body is so nice. To bad were related.”
“Is he
really that cute?” Dorothy piped up.
“Totally
so.” Mei replied with a twinkle in her eyes.
That’s so
gross, she’s fantasizing about her cousin. There related by blood, how gross is
that. I look down at my instant ramen and frown, I think I’ve lost my appetite.
“Heero,
honey?” Relina tapped me on my arm. “Is everything okay? You don’t look so
good.”
I grunt at
her and hope that she gets the point and leaves me alone.
“That would
be I’m good, now leave me alone in Hooroise.” Duo joked happily,
smirking at the girl.
“This isn’t
a laughing matter, he could be sick. Heero, love? Are you okay?”
I look up
at that, what did she just call me? I had better have heard that wrong.
I stood up
and grabbed my bag. “Just not hungry.” Is my hurried reason for my hasty
retreat and I quickly leave the cafeteria.
This
couldn’t be happening to me.
To bad that
it was.
(Wufei)
I painted
my room today, at least it has some personality now. The color is pretty good
and the fact that Meiran hates it is just a bonus from where I stand.
She seams
to know just witch buttons to push to get on my nerves with out even trying,
but I can be a very patient person when I want to put my mind to it. You need
to know how to in order to survive when living with so many people in one
house.
With my
suitcase under the bed and my clothes put away, the walls painted and new blue,
green and white plaid drapery and matching bedding, I don’t feel like so much
of a guest here anymore.
Plus my
aunt just gave ma a nouseouse key today so I can come and go as I please.
I went
outside and explored the aria on my own for a few hours. The city doesn’t look
all that bad, but it could never be home.
I made my
way down to a park and just sat on a swing for a wile. Just staring at the
people moving about, doing their thing. I felt nostalgic, it could have been
the park back home, after a few simple changes.
Make
everyone Chinese and then get ride of the skyscrapers in the distance, add on a
few more trees and its just like home.
I walked
about for a wile longer just looking into shop windows and familiarizing myself
with the streets and eventually making my way back to the apartment.
It was so
nice to get out on my own for once and it will be even nicer to make some
friends around here as well, but I won’t get my hopes up.
I’m not one
to stand out in a crowd or make a big procedure out of things, I tend to stick
to myself and everyone back home knew how to deal with my moods. It may take a
wile to get used to people that don’t know or understand me.
I’ll adapt
like I have so far.
This whole
experience so far has been a complete mess and I won’t get my hopes up that it
may improve.
Friday
October 9th
(Heero)
“He painted
his room green! And not a nice one, a yucky one! I mean Jesus dose he need
help.”
US'>Good god,
the dammed girl is still at it, complaining about the pore guy. He hasn’t even
arrived yet and he’s already the hottest topic at school, he won’t stand a
chance once he actually arrives.
The rumors
going from him being some kind of monster from mars to a sex god. Either way it
ends up being most people will probably be disappointed with the results.<
I hope that
the kid has some survival instincts, he’ll be needing them once he’s here.
“So he’s
cute but has bad taste. Sounds like every other guy I’ve ever met before.”
Dorothy put in her two cents.
At least
there was one girl in their group with some brains. Wait, I take that back, she
just insulted me. She’s just as stupid as the other girls.
“At least
I’ll have you guys over to help me out this wee to to make this whole ordeal
less embarrassing. I can’t have someone related to me look un-cool at school.
I’d be terrible. I think he might have been a nerd at his old school, you know,
the ones with no friends. He hasn’t called anyone since he got here. Or maybe
he calls them during the day when I’m not home. But I doubt that he is.”
She is so
longwinded, dose she even breath. Maybe it’s a girl thing, then again Duo can
be that way to. So is it a girly thing or the long hair? Duo would try to kill
me if I ever said any of this aloud and to his face.
“Don’t
worry Mei, we will totally be there to support you in your endeavor. We will
make him look so good.” Of course Relina had to disturb the minimal amount of
peace that we had with her voice. “We could totally give him the Japanese
gangster look.”
Okay, that
has to be one of the stupidest suggestions I’ve ever heard. I mean the guy is
Chinese after all.
“Say Heero,
what’s the Japanese word for gangster?”
God is she
ever annoying. “Yakuza.” Maybe she’ll leave me alone if I tell her?
A guy can
dream can’t he?
When is
that bell going to ring.
(Wufei)
She is
going to make me do what?
Un-be-fucking-leave-able,
three of her friends are going to go shopping with us. Now that is uncalled
for.
I can deal
with girls at home, but a bunch of them in a mall and I no longer stand a
chance against them. This is not fair, I canelieelieve that my aunt actually
agreed to this blatant disregard for my sanityp>
My first
official weekend in Canada and I’m stuck spending it with a group of preppy
school girls. Besides I don’t see anything wrong with my clothes.
She is so
manipulative of her mother, I never had that kind of power back home.
The day I
have tkindkind of power over others back home is with my wife and kids or as an
elder. Either way it won’t be for a long wile, I should also admit that I’m not
the most forceful person around.
I can fight
to defend myself and my honor if need be, but I’m not especially influential in
my ways. I think of myself as being a very open individual.
In any case
my life here seems to be forming at the bottom of the food chain, my aunt a few
steps above me and my cosine at the top. It’s for this reason that I don’t mind
taking her down a few notches now and again.
At the very
least, once I start up at school I’ll have a better plan for the up coming
future, I’m going to be here for quite a wile so maybe I should get a job or
something to pass my extra time and earn some extra money.
It will
never be home, but at the least I can make it interesting around here. From
what I’ve seen it’s actually quite boring compared to what I’m used to.
There was
always something new happening back there, never settling down enough to be a
bore or settle into a proper routine.
Pregnancies,
parties, social events, school and plain growing up.
I can’t say
that it’s all bad to get away from all of that for a small wile, but I still
want to go back.
And next
time I don’t think I could ever leave again.
Weekend of
October 10th and 11th
(Heero)
I can’t say
that my weekend was terribly interesting, the same as always I suppose.
My friends
and me went and hung out together, saw a movie, went to the skate park, talked
about life and then went are own ways.
I’m an only
child and live with my single uncle in an apartment downtown and there’s not
much else to my social life then that.
I’m always
diligent with my homework and find them simple to understand, augh ugh only my
closest friends know this. Duo says I’m cool as a cucumber and I take
things as they come what ever that’s supposed to mean.
I practiced
on my guitar a few hours; although I’m good, or that’s what I’m told, I could
never perform in front of strangers like my friends are pushing me to do. I
just don’t think I have what it takes to take that extra step and go the
distance. I need motivation and I just don’t have it. I tend to do what I’m
told if there’s no alternative so long as it’s nothing personal, otherwise I
tend to drag it out as long as possible.
Quatre says
that I’m as passionate as I need to be and all I have to do is want it more.
I suppose
that’s the thing, I just don’t want it enough and my friends aren’t motivating
me the way I need to be.
I’m fine
playing with them, although I can’t have an audience. I’m not shy or anything
but I’m also a man of very few emotions and my music is like baring my sole to
all those who can hear it.
And that’s
simply something that I can’t do without good reason anyway. Yet so far that
reason hasn’t presented itself to me.
I know that
my reasoning is girly, but I can’t help it, it’s the way I am.
It’s
strange how time passes, even stranger how one deals with it. The changes to
are bodies, minds and lives, the way we adapt and move on.
The way my
life has passed up till now being a good example. My parents gone and my life
with my uncle being a hard and disciplined one, yet I’ve never before had so
many friends.
I was weak
as a child and now I don’t think there’s anyone that I know stronger.
(Wufei)
When they
arrived I realized two things, the first being that Mei could have been so much
worse and the second being that I would be dead or dieing come this afternoon.
I tried to
get away, believe me I did, but I just don’t believe in violence against women.
So I spent
my entire Saturday at the mall trying on clothes. The one consistency seamed to
be that all of my clothes had to have a Chinese symbol of some kind on it,
right down to the boxers.
At first
they dragged me everywhere but after acting innocent and showing a little skin
in just the right places I managed to gain some control over then. Admittedly
there chosen clothes were suddenly a lot tighter.
I’m not
trying to be cocky or anything but I think I know women and this group of girls
could have been worse.
Relina is a
complete romantic, seeing only what she wants and talking about her engagement
to a guy named Heero.
Hild is
cool in that she’s very active and can’t sit still. The definite sporty-spice
of there group although still annoying.
Dorothy is
a control freak, who thinks very highly of herself. In short she’s a bitch and
I wouldn’t mind knocking her off of her high horse.
Meiran is
calm and collected alongside of the other girls, so long as she’s not complaining about something.
All I had
to do is make my way around their differences. They seemed to find me more
cuter then handsome and strong. Which is very insulting to my masculinity but I
used it to my advantage and they ended up getting me a bunch of really cute
hats.
They all
spent the night over, talking about what was cool and what was not and that if
I followed there lead at school I’d do fine.
Well there
was no way I was going to act like a girl in public but having friends isn’t so
bad. Back home I have quite a few and I e-mail them almost everyday.
I guess I
really am getting used to things. My old friends actually want to meet the
girls, and I pray that there just kidding.
Please
revue, it’s my first attempt at posting a story and any constructive criticism
is good. If you could please refrain from any truly vicious flames.
All
comments will be read and carefully considered.
Thank you.
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