Gundam Seiyuu Part 5
"No."
I entered the studio the next morning to find Relena facing the rest of the cast with a bright pleading face. Wufei stood with his arms crossed, glaring at her dangerously while Heero came very close to echoing his expression. I paused in the doorway and listened, they were arguing about something and I knew Relena too well to get involved just yet.
"Absolutely not." Wufei agreed with Heero's original protest.
"Please! This is a great chance for publicity for the show, and it will increase our sales enough for another season. It's just one con, you don't even have to stay the whole time."
Wufei glared at Relena. "Forget it. I will not do such a stupid thing just to pacify a group of lunatic fangirls."
Relena looked about ready t cry at that comment. Jeeez! What in the world were they arguing about? I couldn't stand there silently any longer. I stepped into the room and walked up to the trio just as Milliardo came in behind me and joined us. He took quick note of their angry looks and smirked.
"Something seems to be amiss," he stated smoothly.
Relena turned to him and sighed with relief. "We have been invited as guests to a convention at the end of the week. It's very short notice but-"
"She wants us to dress up." Wufei cut her off. He was obviously against the entire idea.
"Dress up?" I asked. Dress up as what?
Relena fidgeted visibly. "Well, the invitation requires that you all show up in cosplay... as your characters."
Wufei shook his head. "I will do no such thing."
Milliardo's eyes seemed to gleam with interest. "They requested we dress up as the Gundam Wing characters? How intriguing." He glanced toward me, apparently expecting me to agree.
I grinned. He was right; it did sound like fun. "Come on Hee-chan, I bet you would look so cute in spandex shorts and a green tank top." I snickered as Heero threw me a glare of death. "I'm in, it does sound like fun!"
Heero sighed softly and gave a short nod, indicating he was agreeing as well. Then he turned and walked away, not being one to stay after he wasn't part of the conversation any more. We all turned our attention to Wufei, the only one who hadn't agreed yet. He shook his head once more.
"The con can do without Li Honour, hire someone else." With those words he turned away and walked off as well. I watched Milliardo's face light up with the hint of a challenge. His blue eyes gleamed with delight and he winked at Relena.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of him. Accept the invitation, we'll all be there." And he took off after Wufei. In the short time that I'd come to know Milliardo Peacecraft the guy really started to impress me. Most of the time he didn't seem completely human, instead it was like he was a faerie who was in our midst only to enjoy himself. He repeatedly taunted and flirted with all of us, trying to get any reaction whatsoever. His favorite target seemed to be Wufei and his goal seemed to be to get the usually gloomy Chinese boy to smile. So far he hadn't succeeded. It's strange, but when I think about the way he acts toward Wufei it reminds me of how much I make fun of Heero. Maybe it's just coincidence... or maybe the job of being a voice actor just attracts quiet people like Heero and Wufei and people like Milliardo and myself who love to get reactions out of people. In any case people weren't made to be quiet. We're group creatures, we're not supposed to hide in corners away from each other. And dang it, I was not about to let Heero sulk in his own corner by himself.
After Milliardo chased after Wufei Relena seemed very happy with herself. She turned to me and gave me a measured smile, a rare occurrence in it self. "Well, being that the invitation has been accepted you should probably try on your outfit. There's a dressing room down the hall, Quatre and Trowa are already there with the outfits."
I grinned and mock saluted. "Hai!" Then I turned and ran down the hall toward the room. I arrived at the room and gave a couple loud knocks. I wasn't about to walk in for a few reasons. One: privacy's sake. I don't care what gender the person is but if they walked in on me getting dressed I'd probably be ticked. Two? Well Quatre and Trowa were engaged and there was the possibility that they weren't just dressing in that room...
"Come in!" I heard Quatre's voice call back happily. I opened the door and stepped in, closing the door behind me I froze and my jaw dropped. The person standing in front of me definitely did not look like Quatre! Instead of the brightly colored summer dresses she usually wore Quatre stood in a loose pair of light brown pants and a light pink button down shirt. She also wore a plain purple vest and had her bangs combed forward so they fell across her eyes. Upon seeing me she smiled brightly and spread her arms, showing off the outfit.
"Quatre?! You... you look... like a guy!"
She burst into giggled and nodded happily. I decided it had to be the vest that hid her... umm... feminine features so well. Had I met her on the street in those clothes I would have thought she was a guy, and not just a guy. She looked exactly like Miki Karou, she was a walking, talking live-action version of the Arabian gundam pilot. I told her so and she nodded again.
"It's just a stroke of luck that our characters look very close to us. For once my short hair isn't just a inside joke." She smiled happily. "You should see Trowa."
I raised an eyebrow. "Where is he?"
"Over here." Trowa grumbled slightly from in the corner. I turned around and my eyes went wide. I couldn't help it, I burst out in laughter. Trowa frowned.
Trowa was dressed as a clown. You see his character, Triton Bloom, worked at a circus as his cover and thus was dressed as a clown when he first appeared in the series. Apparently Relena had decided that Triton's other wardrobe of tight turtlenecks and jeans wasn't nearly as impressive as bright green baggy pants, a half mask and suspenders that showed off Trowa's muscular body and made him look like a strange hybrid between a strong man and a clown. I caught his frown and attempted to stop laughing almost as quickly as I had started. I succeeded... kind of.
"She expects me to wear this?" Trowa looked down at the outfit with a large frown.
Quatre clapped her hands together. "It looks great, you look just like Tri-chan! And anyway... if you wore his other clothes everyone would just think you were an otaku, not a seiyuu in cosplay."
Trowa gave a very small sigh of defeat. "I guess you have a point."
There was a knock on the door and I pulled it open since I was still within arms length of the door handle. Heero entered the room and was followed by Milliardo who was dragging Wufei behind him. Quatre's eyes lit up at their appearance and she grabbed a pile of black cloth, shoving it into Heero's arms.
"Come on, we should all try them on before the con! Here's yours Heero."
Milliardo let go of Wufei long enough to pick up a pile of white clothes and place them in his reluctant arms, then he took a pile that included a silver helmet. Quatre handed me a different pile.
"There's curtains over there."
I shrugged, oh what the heck. I'd never worn a priest's outfit before, now was as good a time as any. With a grin I walked behind one of the numerous curtains and set the clothes on the floor. Stripping of my jeans and red polo shirt I put on the costume. Surprisingly the clothes fit perfectly, as if they were tailored for me specifically. As I slipped on the black top I remembered Relena asking us for our clothing sizes earlier that week for some information for the company. I laughed, she'd known about this invitation a while ago, she'd just decided to spring it on us late so we couldn't refuse. Tricky little devil she was!
I added the final touch of a small golden cross and expertly braided my long brown hair. Then added the black hat. Turning I looked at myself in the small mirror and couldn't help but grin. It did look good on me. Despite the fact that the outfit had looked stuffy and uncomfortable it was actually very comfortable and had the effect of making me look like an innocent kid. I flipped the bill of the hat and grinned at my reflection. I could definitely get used to a wardrobe like this. Hilde was going to go nuts! I looked almost exactly like Solo Reaper! I stepped out of the dressing room to see the others.
"Sugoi!" Quatre cried out as I stepped out. I grinned at her and struck the signature pose of Solo Reaper from Hilde's shirt. Quatre clapped. "Perfect!"
"Heh, I could really get into this. This outfit isn't half bad." I admitted and it was the truth.
We waited patiently for the others. Milliardo emerged first wearing an ornate military uniform of the Emerald Empire. He'd pulled his long blond out of it's usual pony tail to add to the effect and even wore the silver helmet, which glinted brightly in the florescent light of the room. Knee high black boots and tight black pants showed off his perfect figure. I had thought Hilde was going to go nuts seeing me as Solo Reaper, she'd die to see Milliardo Peacecraft dressed up as Zechs Marquise. He looked every bit the elegant and intelligent evil mastermind.
Wufei came out next, grumbling the entire time. His outfit was pretty normal, it consisted of a blue tank top with a golden dragon curling from neck to waist and spitting fire over a shoulder to the back. He wore loose white pants while a polished scimitar hung from his belt, looking every bit as threatening as his patented "I-hate-the-world" glare. He stepped out from behind the curtain and crossed his arms, glaring at all of us.
"Your costume looks perfect, Fei-chan." I grinned.
"Don't call me that, Maxwell!" He hissed.
Milliardo nodded and remove his helmet. "He speaks the truth, but there is one thing the outfit needs."
Wufei raised an eyebrow carefully in question.
Milliardo only smiled softly and produced a hair tie. Then, before Wufei could protest, he pulled Wufei's long black hair into a tight ponytail. Wufei's eyes narrowed even more. "There," Milliardo declared and held up a hand mirror for Wufei to see.
Wufei muttered a few choice words, but didn't pull out the ponytail.
Heero was the last one to emerge from behind the curtain and when he did the entire room went silent. I had been wrong, Relena apparently had decided against the green tank top and spandex shorts. Instead Heero Yuy was dressed in a skin tight black and red highlighted flight suit. And as for that flight suit there is only one thing I can say.
Damn he looked good in it!
After that things quieted down and we all returned to our normal clothes to do the recording for that day. But I couldn't stop thinking about Heero in that flight suit. And no matter how much I tried not to think about it every time I saw him for the rest of the day all I could think about was that flight suit. That flight suit... and the fanfic that Hilde had written before.
TBC...
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