This is my newest project ^_^ after the seriousness of Phonix, I wanted to do
something light and fun, so here it is ^_^
Enjoy!
-Nikki :-P

Name: Story Time With Trowa or Once Upon a Cross Dresser
Author: Nikki :-P or Nataku's Child
Archive: Nikki's Realm http://www.geocities.com/mageofthewinds/
Feedback: Please!! ^___^ [email protected]
Couples: 1+5 (eventually) and implied 2+3+4... (kinda) ^_^;;

Warning: Shounen-ai...wow...that's it for this chapter I think ^_^;;

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of its characters. Kobi is the name of an original character, which is not owned by me, he's the creation of my friend Cher-chan. This fic is inspired by "Ever After". Its loosely based on it, when you look at the over all plot, it has similarities. I don't own "Ever After". I love the movie, have access to a copy (my sisters') but I do not own it. All in all, this is a fan work, I'm jus' doin' this for fun ^_^

Story Time With Trowa or Once Upon a Cross Dresser
Chapter One

One insignificant Sunday, in a small house, Duo Maxwell was staring out his window at the darkened sky. It had been raining all day, with no hope -as well as no comforting words from the weatherman- of it letting up. Dark and heavy clouds cluttered the sky, blocking out the sun and its comforting rays, while pouring water down on the house of the somber American.

A heavy sigh escaped his lips, one of many that had previously passed. With a forlorn last glance, Duo turned away from the window to look at the other boys in the room.

Quatre was sitting by the fire, playing with a kitten he'd recently been given by one of his sisters as a birthday gift. It was still clumsy and would trip over its own paws as it tried to capture the bit of string the smiling blonde was twitching over its head.

Duo couldn't help but smile despite the depressing weather when Quatre twitched the string too sharply and scared the young feline. It let out a tiny hiss before scampering away to hide under the couch. Duo turned his gaze away from Quatre as his roommate crawled on his belly towards the couch to coax the frightened pet from its hiding spot.

The other occupant was sitting in large, squishy armchair, also close to the fire. He was quietly reading, looking perfectly content and uncaring of the terrible weather that kept Duo inside and bored to tears.

Duo 'humphed' and looked back to the window, his eyes switching from the wind blown trees trying to stay upright in the storm, to the droplets of water racing down glass panes...

Well, he did this for a good...three seconds.

"I'm bored!" He finally voiced to his roommates. "There's nothing to do," he added, crossing his arms and sticking out his bottom lip slightly to successfully pull off the "Maxwell Pout".

"There is plenty to do," Trowa said softly, turning another page of his book. "Play with Kobi." He waved in Quatre's general direction.

Quatre sat up from where he was laying by the couch. "Kobi's not in the playing mood right now..." Quatre was smiling, but he was also holding what looked like a rather scratched up finger.

Duo moved from his perch near the window to take one on the arm of Trowa's chair. "Amuse me, Tro'." Duo mumbled, leaning his head against Trowa's.

Trowa sighed and closed his book. "Do you have something in mind?"

Duo pretended to think while Quatre crawled over to the chair, placing his chin on Trowa's knee. "I can think of a few things..." Duo finally said with a grin at Quatre, making the other boy blush.

Quatre faked a cough so he could bow his head until the pink flush went away. When he rid himself of the images Duo's words had given him, he looked up and smiled. "How about a story?"

"A what?" Duo and Trowa asked simultaneously.

"A story," Quatre repeated with a grin.

Trowa blinked a few times before finally asking, "You want me to tell you a story?"

Duo laughed. "Yeah! I like the idea. Tell us a story Tro'!"

Trowa looked from the beaming Quatre to the grinning Duo and frowned. "I don't know any stories..."

"Just tell us a Fairy Tale," Quatre said.

"No!" Duo whined. "Those are all about straight couples! And they're so fake!"

Quatre pouted softly. "I like Fairy Tales, they're romantic!"

Duo sighed. "Fine...but it has to be about guys! And not to sugary either..." Duo turned to Trowa. "So you'll have to make one up' Tro'."

Trowa blinked. "Make one up? Now?"

"You can do it, Trowa," Quatre encouraged with a warm smile. "Just say whatever comes to mind."

Trowa sighed. He knew he could never deny either of them anything...maybe he could make up something short until they fell asleep?

"Alright..." Trowa said slowly. "Why don't you two get comfortable while I think?"

Duo and Quatre grinned at each other before simultaneously jumping into the squishy armchair on either side of Trowa. Trowa's eyes widened in surprise for a moment, then he smiled and sighed, putting an arm around each of the other boys.

"How do I start?" he asked.

"Once upon a time!" Duo and Quatre answered together.

~()~

Once upon a time...

In a country...that...had no name...don't look at me like that, I'm trying...

Once upon a time...there was young man.

His family had moved to this country from very far away, traveling such a distance that when they finally settled, the country they built their house in was almost the exact opposite of what they were used to.

They had been poor in their homeland, and had been seeking a place where they could prosper and live happily and comfortably. However, when they got the their new home, the family found only hardship. The seeds for their crops wouldn't grow in the strange land, and with nothing of value to sell, they were afraid that they would starve.

The mother suggested the father go into the nearby village, to search for a job while she stayed home and cared for their son and daughter. The girl was still a baby and the boy was still unsteady on his feet...much like Kobi.

The father agreed, and so began the first bright step the family had taken in their hard lives. For the villagers were fascinated by the strange man. From his eyes and hair, to his strange clothes and his even stranger way of speaking, to the small coins he tried to give them. Eventually, they became to understand each other, through hand signs and mistakes. The father could now provide.

Years past. The son and daughter grew, as did the family's prosperity. The mother began making clothes for the women in town, and then other villages until the father would travel to the nearest town to sell her exotic fashions.

Now that you know his past, I'll go back to the young man. You see, where my story starts, is one day when the young man's life changed drastically.

He was out in the woods near his house in the early morning. He woke up everyday, earlier then even his mother and father to go into those woods to practice. He would find his favorite spot and meditate like his mother had taught him, as well as practice the fighting katas his father had taught him.

His name? His name...

Was Wufei.

.……

Yes Duo, Wufei, Wufei.

Anyway, when Wufei had finished his daily ritual, he used a hand to shield his eyes as he looked up at the sky. The sun was just reaching the treetops in the east. He hadn't noticed it had gotten so late. He took off running. He was fast, and knew the forest well. Like a panther, Wufei ran through the trees, deftly hopping over roots and fallen branches as though he didn't think about it. As he neared his house, he slowed to a walk. Coming out from the protection of the trees, Wufei looked around his backyard until he caught site of what he was looking for.

A thin young girl with jet-black hair and pale skin was sitting on the edge of the small stone well that sat near the house. She turned her face to Wufei as he walked up, her small face lighting up when she saw her brother for the first time that day.

"How long have you been out?" Wufei asked, walking up to the well and dropping down the bucket to get him self a drink.

"Not very long," she answered, her voice soft and slightly rasping. "Get caught up in your katas? Silly brother, you should know by now that no matter how hard you practice, you wont ever be as strong as me." The girl said seriously, though the smallest of smiles on her lips gave away her playfulness.

Wufei smirked and drank some of the well water from his cupped hand. "One of these days..." he said once he had swallowed. Then softer, "you should drink." He held out the bucket.

The smile fell from the girl's lips and she nodded, cupping her thin hands and dipping them into the offered bucket. When she was done, she looked up at the sky. "It's nice out, today..." she said softly.

Wufei hummed softly in agreement, though he wasn't looking at the sky. "Meiran, how long have you been out?" he repeated his earlier question.

Meiran sighed and looked back to her brother. "Longer then I should," she said sheepishly.

Wufei shook his head, smiling sadly. "You always do." He wrapped an arm around her waist and helped her stand.

Normally, Meiran wouldn't let him help, but the reason why Wufei had repeated his question, was that she was looking flushed and tired.

When Meiran was nine, she started having health problems. She had weak lungs, and instead of getting better as she grew, it got worse. She had to stay in the house for most of the day, only going out when the sun was still low in the sky.

Now, Wufei was nearing his eighteenth birthday, and Meiran was sixteen.

They still lived the old cottage the family had first settled in. They kept to themselves. Because of their different looks, beliefs and way of life, they didn't quite fit in with the villagers, though they got along well enough. Wufei and Meiran's father also followed his old traditions, so fearing outside interference, kept Wufei and Meiran at home, away from the strange village children who might give his children 'bad habits'.

~()~

Suddenly, Trowa stopped. Duo and Quatre looked up at him from their respective positions at his sides.

"...And then..." Duo prompted.

Trowa stretched. "And then, I went to bed."

"What?!" Duo and Quatre exclaimed together.

Trowa stood up and started walking away. "I'm tired."

Quatre's mouth dropped open. "B-but..."

"You barely started!"

"What happens to Meiran!"

"When does it get romantic!"

"Why did you stop there!?"

Trowa smiled softly at them over his shoulder before leaving the room.

Duo and Quatre looked at each other, sharing a look of disappointment before calling out: "Trowa!!!"

To Be Continued!

Next Chapter:
In which Wufei accepts a rather unusual mission.

Lemme know what ya think! Good or bad ^_^ I can take it.
-Nikki :-P