Gundam Wing: Genesis Part 12
Duo and Heero envied Sally and Wufei- they had somewhere unknown and safe to go to and hide in.
The two ex-pilots spent nearly two hours evading the crowd of tourists, journalists and various dignitaries that had swamped all exits to the Palace. By the end of it, both were running on frazzled nerves, and Heero was frowning sharply at a slight limp to Duo's stride that he hadn't noticed the day before. By the time they reached Quatre's estate, after staying behind to help Relena and Dorothy iron out the last few issues of their story, the limp was far more pronounced than Duo was willing to admit.
"No, dammit! You don't need to carry me, koi!" he hissed at Heero, who clearly wasn't listening. The Japanese man simply hoisted his lover over one shoulder and kept walking, regardless of the slaps to his back and behind.
Duo was half fuming and half enjoying it. "Heero, I swear to God, if you don't let me down this second... Ouph!"
He glared up at Heero, who was wearing a self-satisfied smirk, from his position on the floor, where he'd been unceremoniously dumped. "What the hell was that for?!"
The insufferable jerk was laughing at him! "That was not funny!"
Heero choked back his chuckles. "I probably should have asked first, right? Okay- can I carry you, so I don't have to watch you limping? I don't like it, and you know it."
Duo glared, though inwardly, his heart was ringing with warmth at the sweetness of it. "It's not that bad, Heero- it would never have bothered me in the old days..."
Heero cocked an eyebrow. "Do you want to walk on it?"
Duo gulped. "Well, no..."
"Then don't argue, baka," Heero finished, lightening the words with a joking tone as he bent and scooped the other pilot from the carpeting, settling him comfortably in his arms. "Hn- you're still too light."
Duo tsked at that. "You've seen me! I've been eating like a pig and it doesn't change a thing! It's not my fault!"
"No- it isn't." Heero squeezed the form in his arms gently as he continued walking and nudged the door to their suite open with the toe of his boot. This time, he gently deposited his burden on the bed and immediately knelt at the other man's side. "Let me take a look at that."
Duo winced as Heero pulled his boot off, and tried to cover it with a smile. "I didn't feel anything yesterday, honest..."
Heero grunted as he gently examined the ankle- it really wasn't bad, but it had only been made worse by extended use without treatment... "We were all too hyped up on adrenaline yesterday. If memory serves, you didn't even sleep."
Duo shrugged. "I type faster than Trowa, and we had to get the story together. I just didn't think it would take as long as it did," he finished quietly, not meeting Heero's eyes. He knew that the Japanese man had wanted him to come to bed, but Quatre had really needed the help, it had been necessary...
Heero looked up abruptly and smiled. "Now I know how you felt when I insisted on finishing those damned mission reports. Sorry about that."
Duo smiled back as he draped his arms around Heero's shoulders. "Have I told you in the last five minutes that I love you?"
Another arched eyebrow. "No, not unless you generally threaten those you love with scalding in hot oil..."
The braided pilot laughed. "You wouldn't put me down, silly!"
Heero leaned forward and gave Duo a light kiss on the lips. "Because you shouldn't walk on that until it heals a little. I can't believe you were running on it!"
Duo's arms tightened around the other man. "Hey, I, don't set my own bones, unlike some pilots I've met."
"True," Heero replied, leaning forward for another kiss, this time deeper and hotter as his arms encircled Duo's slim hips.
The braided American was laughing as they pulled apart, his eyes bright in his flushed face. "Well, if I'm not supposed to walk, I guess I should lie down for a while. What else does the doctor order?"
Heero's eyes glinted with mischief, a look that both excited and alarmed Duo. "I'm sure I can find something to occupy your time." Without warning, he surged up and pounced on the other man, knocking him flat on his back on the large, soft bed.
Duo's eyes lit, gleaming in his face. "You've definitely caught my attention, Hee-chan." He wrapped long legs around the other pilot and squeezed.
The Japanese smiled down into laughing violet eyes and brushed some of Duo's hair out of his eyes. "You worried me when you blew those tanks, you know."
The smile in Duo's eyes faded somewhat. "I know. But I knew what I was doing, Heero. I'm sorry."
"Don't be." Heero silenced him with a passionate kiss, only drawing back from it when air became a necessity. "I've probably pulled worse stunts, ne?"
Duo smiled as his lips trailed down to Heero's throat in a flurry of light kisses. "You could say that." Strong hands worked their way under Heero's shirt to trail fingertips over toned, powerful muscle as Duo's lips parted and he tasted Heero's skin gently, with light flicks of his tongue. "Love you."
Heero allowed himself to be rolled over, and looked up at his lover in adoration as Duo released his hair from its braid and let it fall around them. "You're gorgeous."
The long-haired young man blushed at the tone Heero was using. "Thanks, you're not bad, yourself." He gave in to impulse and simply lay down, his head on Heero's chest. Duo smiled as Heero's hands came up and buried themselves in his hair, playing with the long strands absently. "This feels nice."
Duo smiled again as he felt Heero's "hn" of agreement, rumbling deep in his chest.
His smile was gone, though, replaced with a fiery intensity, as he lifted himself slightly and plastered a kiss to Heero's mouth, sultry and full of promise, leaving both of them flushed and breathless. "That felt even nicer," he remarked, with an evil glint in his eyes.
Heero smiled to match. "I thought I was supposed to occupy you, Duo." He rolled them over again, careful not to pull any of Duo's hair as he moved to rest between the other man's legs again. "In fact, I'm sure of it."
There was a resounding Rip! as yet another of Duo's shirts was torn off his torso. Heero nearly laughed at the look on his lover's face. "You didn't like that shirt, anyway. It looks better off." He kissed Duo before the other had a chance to recover enough to talk, driving any cute response out of the American's mind as their tongues battled with each other and hands were free to explore and tease.
Duo's nimble fingers made quick work of Heero's black button-down, and he pushed it back off the other man's shoulders, leaving his well-toned torso open for exploration. Heero was practically purring as Duo's hands stroked down his back and around to his chest and stomach, gentle, insistent touches that left his skin tingling and sensitive, even to the gentle breeze stirred up by the ceiling fan. As Duo's hands strayed lower, to the bulge in his slacks, a sheen of sweat broke out over Heero's body, and he moaned. "I love you..."
His own fingers quickly undid the fastening to Duo's jeans and he reached inside. The sounds the American was making made him feel almost dizzy with need, and he stroked the hot flesh in his hand, even as he reached to their bedside table for a well-used tube of lubricant.
Duo felt a shock of sensation as the cooler air of the room hit his lower body and his clothing disappeared completely. But he was immediately covered by the familiar heat and feel of Heero's skin against his, Heero's hands on his body, loving him, enticing him. Those hands pressed at his thighs, and he gladly spread his legs, the pain of anticipation already sending shivers along his spine. "Oh God- Heero..."
The husky, breathless sound of his name on Duo's lips made Heero even harder, if such was possible, but he forced himself to go slowly and make the moment last. He claimed another kiss as he pressed a single digit into Duo's body. The combined assault of Heero's lips and intimate touch made Duo moan uncontrollably, as his body arched into the feeling, but the sounds were drunk up greedily in the deep kiss the two shared.
The long-haired man felt the tube being pressed into his hand, and he mindlessly opened it one-handed and squirted a large dollop onto his fingers. Heero's hips were making light thrusting movements, along with the fingers inside his lover's body, and as Duo reached for the other man's quivering cock, he began stroking in time, liberally coating his lover with the slippery lube.
Even Heero's control was reaching its limits as he listened to Duo's whimpers and moans, but as the other touched him, as well... He quickly repositioned Duo's legs against his chest as he guided himself to his lover's opening and, ever so slowly and delicately, began thrusting forward.
Duo's eyes rolled back into his head, and his hands flew down to cover Heero's, positioned on his hips, holding him steady. "God, Heero! Just like that..."
Heero Yuy cried out as he slid all the way in, surrounded by the warm, pulsating heat of Duo. It felt like it was killing him as he pulled back, only to thrust back into that glorious feeling and hear Duo's voice crying out in pleasure as he hit the long-haired man's prostate unerringly. The blood pounding in his veins as he built a rhythm and felt his control slipping with every sound, every divine moment of heat.
Duo's hands were fisted in his hair as he gave over to feeling. The feeling of Heero inside of him, the heat of his body, and oh God, the feeling as a hand curled around his dripping cock and began pumping him in time with Heero's thrusts, stroking him...
"Open your eyes, Duo," Heero ordered huskily, and Duo obeyed without hesitation-
"HEERO! Heero, oh God!" Duo came as their eyes met, and the incredible tightness of him became unbearably so- Heero came as well, his voice joining Duo's as his whole body quivered in climax, a mind-rending, soul-blinding moment of pure bliss.
They collapsed together, and Heero gently pulled from Duo's body, allowing the other man's legs down slowly, his fingers running up over the smooth skin and fine muscles. "I love you..."
Duo nuzzled against Heero's neck as they settled onto the bed together, snagging a blanket to pull over them for warmth. "Love you, too. Y're wonderful," he mumbled as he curled towards the other man's body heat.
Heero pressed a kiss on the top of Duo's head, his arms coming around his lover as though they belonged there. They do belong- we belong, just like this.
~*~
Duo blearily opened one eye to glare at both the telephone and clock as a ringing sound tore him from his sleep. "Shit- it's already Eight." He groaned as he reached for the phone. "This had better be important..."
"Duo! Just the guy I needed to talk to," Quatre began, sounding far too chipper for any one person at Eight AM. Duo absently wondered how much coffee the small Arabian had already drunk.
He smiled as a set of arms curled around him from behind, though. "Morning, Cat. What's up?"
"I completely forgot, with everything that's been going on- Genesis was supposed to go back in front of the Senate tomorrow, to see if they would re-fund the project."
Duo sat bolt upright, jolting Heero from his sleep as well, his eyes flying wide open. "You're kidding! Quatre, how could you possibly forget that?! Dude- why didn't you tell me?"
At least the billionaire sounded abashed. "Look, I've been busy. I'm sorry- I really am."
Duo sighed, but relaxed a little as he felt hands on his hair, followed by the gentle strokes of a well-wielded brush. "Who's presenting?"
Quatre sounded nervous. "I guess I am, but I'm gonna need your help- you're the only one left from the Scientific Team on Z249778."
Another heavy sigh. "When?"
"Ten AM tomorrow," came a quick reply. Duo's eyes flew wide open at the enormity of it. "Do you think it's doable?"
As Heero kissed his bare shoulder, Duo managed to smile. "I suppose so. Damn, and I wanted to stay in bed," he grumped, casting a longing look at his smirking lover.
Quatre snorted. "Tell me about it! I actually considered firing Abdul when he knocked on my door! When can you be ready to work?"
"Give me some time to get cleaned up, and I'll meet you in the ready room, okay?"
"See you then!" Quatre hung up cheerfully, and Duo glared at the receiver for another long moment before hanging up, himself.
Heero gave him an amused smile. "Duty calls?"
"Shut it, Yuy!" Duo grumped, as he fought clear of the blankets around him. He turned, though, with a gleam in his eye. "Care to join me for a shower?"
"Is that a trick question?" Both of them laughed as they made their way to the shower.
~*~
Catherine Bloom practically ran into the breakfast room, her smile bright and cheerful. "Good morning, Trowa! Quatre!"
The two turned to give her return smiles as she reached Trowa and dropped a quick kiss on his cheek, quickly moving on to give Quatre the same. "Morning, sis. You're pretty cheerful today."
She plopped down into a vacant chair and gave the servant pouring her tea a quick smile. "Of course I am! Haven't you two seen the news yet this morning?"
Blank stares met her question, and her smile widened. "Well, I'll just have to remedy that! Abdul!"
The man's head popped around the door, almost as though the two had co-ordinated this before she came in. "Yes, Ma'am?"
"They haven't seen the papers yet. Could you bring them for us?" she asked sweetly.
Quatre and Trowa both wore looks of confusion and excitement as a smirking Abdul disappeared, only to reappear a few moments later with a pile of paper in his arms. "These," he said, indicating the first pile of paper, "are the morning papers. And the rest of this," he said, adding another pile to the table top, "is your mail, Master Quatre. Some for Masters Trowa, Duo and Heero, as well." With a wink to Catherine, he left.
Trowa turned on his sister, even as Quatre dove for the pile of paper. "What was all that about?"
She just pointed to the blond, whose face was a study in shock and pleasant surprise. "Why don't you take a look and find out?"
Trowa set down his coffee and plucked a paper from the pile. His jaw promptly dropped open in surprise, much as Quatre's had done, resulting in a squeal of delight from Cathy. The main headline read: 'Heroes Among Us: We Owe Them Our Lives- Again'
Quatre dissolved into a fit of giggles as he spun and grabbed hold of an equally ecstatic Trowa in a bear hug. "It's gonna be okay! Look at that! It's all going to be fine!"
A voice from the doorway asked coolly, "What will be fine?"
"HEERO!" Quatre covered the distance between them in under a second, glomping onto the Japanese man like a blond whirlwind. "It's all okay! Sally was right..."
"Whoa there, fella! Trowa and I might get jealous," Duo teased as he walked in, having clearly just finished braiding his hair as he walked. He darted a glance at the taller, green-eyed young man. "What's the good news?"
Trowa just smiled and handed over the paper, but even he couldn't resist bouncing on his feet and grinning as he watched the news register on Duo's face. "All-RIGHT! We're in the clear! Dude- this is fabulous!" Duo hugged Trowa before bouncing back to his own lover and handing him the paper, his arms sneaking around Heero's waist for a squeeze as the Japanese man quickly read the headline.
Heero's eyes shone with happiness as he turned to his lover and smiled. "I suppose this means we don't need those plans about disappearing to a desert island, just the two of us?"
Quatre laughed. "Hold on to those! I'm afraid..." He gave a little sigh. "You're about to become instant celebrities, gentlemen."
Duo snorted. "No kidding! Maybe we should disappear anyway, Hee-chan."
Heero just leaned his head against Duo's shoulder. "Hn."
All three of the other pilots and Cathy rolled their eyes, before they all burst out laughing.
~*~
"Hot damn! Fei! Get that cute ass of yours over here!" Sally called, her eyes going wide as she read the headline of the Sanc Times in disbelief.
He emerged from the bedroom, still without his shirt and with his hair down over his shoulders. "What is it? Is something wrong..."
His question was cut off, however, by a deep kiss. His arms came up around Sally as he felt her body moulding to his, the softness of her breasts warm against his chest. As the kiss broke, he asked in a slightly shaky voice, "What was that for?"
She mock pouted at him. "I wasn't aware that I needed a reason, Chang."
He raised an eyebrow. "I didn't say you did, but first you yell for me and then that... You have a reason."
Sally laughed gently. "Trust you to be so analytical of everything, including us. Take a look at the paper, Fei."
He took the proffered paper and quirked an eyebrow at her in confusion before looking down-
"Well... This is comforting news. How fortuitous."
Wufei yelped as he was nearly strangled by Sally's arms flying around his neck and hugging him tight. "Fortuitous? It's effing great!"
Wufei's eyes flashed in amusement as he quite suddenly caught Sally around the waist and lifted- "Hey! Weren't you the one saying that no one was to man-handle the mother-to-be?" she laughed, snuggling closer against him.
The Chinese man grinned down into her face. "If anyone else tries it, they're dead."
Sally snorted. "If you're not careful, I really will name the kid after Duo!"
Wufei cocked an eyebrow. "Braided Baka Chang just doesn't sound right... OW!" He glared as Sally, who had just pinched him and was now smiling at him sweetly. "What?!"
"You'd better not let Heero hear you saying that."
Wufei snorted. "He won't, unless he's got this place bugged."
Sally laughed as she leaned her head against his shoulder and submitted to being carried back to the bedroom. "Would you put it past him?"
Wufei chose not to comment as he set Sally down on the bed and sat next to her with a gentle smile on his face, simply watching her. She reached out to take hold of his hand and squeezed it. "Penny four your thoughts."
His free hand drifted down to her belly and caressed her gently. "I was just thinking... We have a little miracle, you and me. A real miracle."
Sally smiled proudly. "Yours and mine, Wufei."
Wufei's hand drifted up to brush some of her hair back from her face. "I'm not going to have to run, Sally. I'm going to be able to be here and watch our baby grow..."
"I wouldn't have let you run without me, Fei..."
He interrupted her gently, "And what I was really thinking..."
Sally was vaguely excited by the gleam in Wufei's eyes. "Yeah?"
"Well, perhaps, since I am not going to be a fugitive for the foreseeable future, I might just get on to making you an honest woman..." he said, smiling down at her, but with a serious gleam behind the laughter in his eyes.
Sally's breath caught. "Wufei..."
He laid back until he was propped up on his elbow next to her, staring into her face. "I hadn't rehearsed this or anything- I don't even have a ring for you. But... Marry me, Sally. Give me that honour."
She reached up with a slightly shaky hand to touch his face, and was shocked at the openness of his expression as he leaned into her touch, his eyes never leaving hers. "Oh Fei... Was there any question in your mind? I... I love you, Fei, and... Yes. I will," she finished, clearly unable to say anything more articulate.
A smile bloomed over Wufei's face as he leaned forward, one hand caressing Sally's cheek before sliding up into her hair as their lips met. His eyes slipped shut in happiness as her lips opened beneath his and they deepened the kiss. Sally's hand came up, her fingers threaded through his hair as he slowly and thoroughly explored her mouth with his.
Wufei was unaware of the tears in his eyes as he slowly, regretfully pulled back from her to breathe. "I love you so much..."
She reached up to wipe a tear from his cheek. "So where's my ring?"
He wore a blank look for a split second before Wufei's grin returned. "In a store, onna. If I had one to give you, don't you think I would have, already?"
She grinned as his body moved to cover hers. "I thought we were trying to get out of bed, Fei."
He stopped and simply stared down into Sally's face with wide eyes. "I love you."
She brushed some of the hair back from his face. "I know. I love you, too." She smiled as he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
He rolled to the side, and both of them laughed as they stared at each other, neither knowing what to say. Wufei ran the fingertips of one hand down Sally's arm gently. "So... you want to help me pick out a ring?"
"Fei!" she chided gently, "The girl never helps pick out the engagement ring! That's your job!"
He blew stray strands of hair from his eyes. "I have terrible taste in jewellery."
Sally laughed at his pouting look. "So enlist some help! I'm sure you can find someone to help you..."
Wufei couldn't help a small smile as he kissed her again- he could just imagine how the guys would react when he told them!
~*~
Duo gulped at the sheer enormity of the task.
"Cat- just to make sure we're clear on this," he began. "We have one day to put something together that is supposed to convince a room full of Senators to spend billions of credits over again."
The blond nodded a bit too jauntily, and Trowa and Heero winced- they both recognized the signs of a prodigious caffeine high. "It can't be that hard, Duo! We convinced them, once..."
Duo shook his head. "But that was before we defeated an entire army of Genesis suits on Sphere-wide television, Quatre."
The Arabian paused mid-thought, his jaw hanging open as the words he had been about to say died on his lips. "But... we told them! We told them we fixed the plans..."
Trowa pushed off his position by the wall to take a closer look at the presentation materials, a thoughtful frown on his face. "And we'll need to convince them all that the real thing is as tough as we say it is. That's where we have a problem. The people who could explain it all are dead."
Duo bit his lip. "Well... I suppose... I could give it a try?" he almost asked himself. "I mean- we spent so long working on this... I know enough to explain the theory, at least."
Heero looked up at that moment. "I think I might have an idea."
The others crowded close.
~*~
Wufei tried not to blush as Dorothy slipped into the passenger seat of his car and buckled her seat belt. She gave him a piercing look. "So... you never told me what we are shopping for."
His eyes never left the road. "An important present... for Sally."
A knowing gleam lit Dorothy's eyes. "Ah." She smiled as she mimicked his intent stare out the windshield. "I'm guessing- it's a piece of jewellery."
"Hn."
Dorothy doubted that even Heero would have been able to hold a straight face, given the situation. "And it involves diamonds, am I not right?"
Wufei was grinning, no longer capable of hiding his elation. "Right you are."
She laughed. "Congratulations! I knew you would, eventually, but... Why me? I would have thought you'd ask Qu..."
Wufei shook his head. "No, for two reasons. One- he's never looked at a price tag in his life, and I unfortunately do not have that privilege. Two- he's in the middle of a planning session with Maxwell and the others- they have to re-present Genesis, you know."
Dorothy's eyes went wide. "I had forgotten, with everything that's been going on! God!" She sat back, her eyes still wide. "Wow."
Wufei spared her a look. "The others don't know yet. I didn't want to distract them right now."
She turned to him with a quirked eyebrow, which only accentuated the strangeness of the forked look. "What makes you think I look at price tags?"
"You usually don't, but you're more likely to do so, if I ask you to," Wufei answered.
"Good answer, Chang," Dorothy replied, a smile sneaking its way back out. "Let's go!"
~*~
Howard's eyebrows shot into his receding hairline as he listened to what Quatre was saying. "You want to do what?!"
The blond smiled. "I know- that's what we all said when Heero suggested it, but it makes perfect sense. Can it be done?"
The old man shook his head and barked out a slow laugh. "We still got some stuff left over, why not? When do you need it?"
"Tomorrow."
The sunglasses came off at that statement. "You've gotta be shitting me."
Quatre gave his best Winner smile. "You know me better than that, Howard. Is it possible, or not?"
Howard stared at the small blond for a long minute before he nodded. "Only for you guys, I swear!"
~*~
If it hadn't been below her dignity, Dorothy would have giggled. Wufei had looked terrified at the mere thought of entering a jewellery store before, but now... The Chinese pilot could barely stand still as the saleswoman opened her showcase and pulled out the ring he had pointed to.
His fingers were shaking slightly as he took hold of the small object. One larger square-cut diamond, flanked by smaller round stones, set in white gold... "This is it. What do you think?"
Dorothy smiled- it was a beautiful ring. So simple and clean-cut that it stood out quite clearly in the fancy showcase, to her eyes, at least. "I think you didn't need me here to help you. Nice choice."
He looked up into her face. "But do you think she'll like it?"
"What girl wouldn't?" Dorothy asked with a light laugh under her words. "I think it's perfect."
The saleswoman smiled. "I take it you're not the lucky lady, then."
Dorothy shook her head. "No, I'm just the approval stamp."
The woman turned to wrap the ring up in the right kind of box with a perplexed smile. The one- well, everyone recognized Miss Relena's attachée by now, of course, but who was her friend...
Wufei was practically jogging in place to deal with the rush of excitement this was giving him, and Dorothy absently wished for a camera to record it. Who would have thought he'd get this peppy? Worse than Duo, I swear...
The saleswoman's eyes went wide as she read the name on the credit card Wufei handed over. She looked up in amazement. "You! You're... you were a..."
"Sh!" he hushed her quickly. "Please! The last thing I need right now is a mob of people staring at me! I just want to go home and propose to my girlfriend!"
The woman smiled. "I can't believe it! You're a Gundam pilot!"
Wufei and Dorothy both cringed as several heads came around to stare at them, and people began to crowd around. With a silent curse, Wufei slipped the ring and its box into a pocket in his jacket and schooled his features to something a little more polite. Here goes nothing!
~*~
Duo choked on a laugh, nearly snorting his Pepsi as the image on the television screen registered. "Guys! Get over here! You have to see this!"
Heero was immediately at his side, patting his back helpfully as Quatre and Trowa dropped their work and approached. Trowa smiled to himself as he looked at the screen.
Wufei had never liked reporters, yet it took a close friend to recognize that the Chinese man was seriously considering throttling the annoying woman who was currently engaged in flirting with him on Sphere-wide television. He winced in sympathy.
Duo cackled. "Any bets on how long it'll take before he cracks?"
Quatre grabbed the remote and turned up the volume. "... doing at this store, of all places, Mr. Chang? And with Miss Catalonia?"
None of the other four missed the flush of pride in Wufei's face. "I... well, I'd prefer not to say, really."
The woman shook her head. "Who's the lucky girl, Mr. Chang?"
"Well, I'll be damned!" Duo cried, as he watched Wufei's smirk grow. "He went ring shopping without us! I can't believe it!"
Quatre stared at the screen in shock. "He asked her to help him, not me? " He turned in mild annoyance as Trowa tried unsuccessfully to swallow a laugh. "What's so funny?"
The taller man simply caught his smaller lover in a hug, resting his chin on Quatre's head. "And just when were you going to go ring shopping, the way you shop, with all of this," he waved to the messy worktable behind them, "to do?"
Quatre shot his lover a mock glare. "I would have found the time..."
Duo groaned. "Oh no! Not again, blondie!" He clasped his hands in front of him and did an alarmingly good, albeit remarkably funny, imitation of Quatre's sweetest smile. "I'll only be gone for a half hour, Duo. I swear! Honest!"
Heero wrapped an arm around his boyfriend's slim waist and hid his smile behind the American's shoulder.
Trowa nodded his agreement. "Come on- the sooner we finish setting this up, the faster we can find Fei, alright?"
They didn't have much left to do, after all.
And the presentation would be something the like of which no one had ever seen before!
TBC...
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