Power of Athourity Part 1
Written by Kirikou
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Gundam fanfic
Slight coupling:
TreizexZechs
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I do not own any of gundamwing or it's characters. They are the sole property of bandai and whomever created them. I am making no money, this is simply to entertain. I am using this show and it's characters without permission.
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"Mr. Trieze, you may now make your statement." The head of OZ stepped down, giving Trieze the Leway for his long speeches. The counsole almost sighed in boredom, for he could talk for hours without stop!
"Thank you. Well, to start off, I'd like to say that I've given my deepest sypethies to Mrs. Lady Une."
He flipped the switch for the theatre like television screen. On the screen appeared the news broadcast of the former OZ lutenant, showing the vague details of her death. The reporter apeared on the scene of a golf course, somewhere in the area of the OZ base.
"This is reporter Joe Bob, on the scene of a horendous trajedy. It seems that Lutenant Lady Une had died in a freak accident involving catnip, vodka, and a golf cart. Motives are uncertain, and the FBI are still investigating the incedent." The TV turned off. Treize could be seen hanging his head in greif. He shortly jumped back into his perky speech making self, continuing.
"Alright. I noticed that our economy is getting rather bad." He pulled a chart out of who knows where, and pointed to the many graphs.
All the while, Zechs Marquize was sitting at the long table, slowly drifting in and out of his own little world of sleep. He had never been able to stay awake during these things. It was just too difficult. He was only 19 for goodness sake. He picked up a pen and a peice of paper near by, drawing a little cow and horse. He also began doodling a sketch of Treize, with an unbeleivably big mouth.
"....The state general has concluded that the moble suit making is even lower. We can fix this by getting more recourses..."
Zechs fell asleep. He didn't even realize it untill Treize had shaken him on the shoulder. He got up, noticing that everyone was already gone.
"Have a good sleep...?" He chuckled before brushing past him, and walking out the door to his quaters.
Zechs followed suit. He shrugged. This wasn't the first time. He thought that Treize was flirting with him, but maybe not *flirting* maybe just *playing* with him. Or worse. He shrugged again, walking out of the room, and going back to his room as well.
He had arrived a minute later, sitting on his bed. The room wasn't very large, considering he was only rooming there for a few more days. A few things where hung here and there, consisting of a calander and a few odds and ends. He also had a photo of Noin and the gang he graduated school with. He sighed.
I hate this stupid mask.....
He shrugged for the millionth time, while looking back at the photo. Noin. Where was she? Was she at her office?
He ripped his gaze of of the picture, falling on his back to stare at the ceiling. Why was Treize acting so funny around him.
He shook his head violently...
closed his eyes...
The phone rang, awaking him an hour later. He picked it up. It was Treize.
"Hey, are you busy?"
"no.." Zechs he groaned.
"Would you mind stopping by later?"
"Sure.." He paused. "What for?"
"You'll see when you get there.." He hung up.
He fell back asleep for a few more hours, noting that when he got up again, it was rather dark out. He cussed at himself, getting up and dressed, before walking to Treize's room.
Minutes later he was at the door, and knocking.
Treize opened the door, letting the blonde in. He closed the door behind him, locking it unnoticably. Zechs looked about. It was rather large, and somewhat cozy for a place at a base. The sheets where silk, he could tell right away.
"So Zechs, you where caught up?"
Zechs blushed. Was he realy going to tell him? The truth?
"I..." He blushed some more, although unnoticably to Treize, because of that mask of his. "I..kind of...overslept." Treize giggled.
"That's pretty noble of you.."
"Yeah, sure, whatever." Treize was getting closer. Zechs backed up. It continued in this fasion untill Zechs was against the bed post.
"I guess I ought to tell you about why I brought you here. I know you probably don't have the same feelings, but who knows." He got face to face with him. "I love you Zechs. I find you to be one of the most beautifull men I've ever seen. I've loved you ever since I first met you. That may seem a little odd, don't you think?" He laughed quietly, never changing his gaze. Zechs blushed more than ever, obviously apparent now.
"So, are you going to answer?"
"Um..yeah. Treize I.. I love you too..." He looked down, noticing Treize playing with his hair. His hands where going up towards his face, now holding his chin in his hand gently. He removed the mask on his face, throwing it to the ground.
Zechs kissed Treize, letting go a moment later. He took off his jacket, throwing that to the ground as well. Zechs followed suit, untill they where both undressed, and Treize laying him on the bed.
Zechs put his arms around Treize's neck, pulling him into an almost strangling embrace. Treize pulled the sheets over the two of them, continuing the masquerade on a more physical level.
.::Kirikou::.
Written by Kirikou
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Gundam fanfic
Slight coupling:
TreizexZechs
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I do not own any of gundamwing or it's characters. They are the sole property of bandai and whomever created them. I am making no money, this is simply to entertain. I am using this show and it's characters without permission.
+++++++++++++
"Mr. Trieze, you may now make your statement." The head of OZ stepped down, giving Trieze the Leway for his long speeches. The counsole almost sighed in boredom, for he could talk for hours without stop!
"Thank you. Well, to start off, I'd like to say that I've given my deepest sypethies to Mrs. Lady Une."
He flipped the switch for the theatre like television screen. On the screen appeared the news broadcast of the former OZ lutenant, showing the vague details of her death. The reporter apeared on the scene of a golf course, somewhere in the area of the OZ base.
"This is reporter Joe Bob, on the scene of a horendous trajedy. It seems that Lutenant Lady Une had died in a freak accident involving catnip, vodka, and a golf cart. Motives are uncertain, and the FBI are still investigating the incedent." The TV turned off. Treize could be seen hanging his head in greif. He shortly jumped back into his perky speech making self, continuing.
"Alright. I noticed that our economy is getting rather bad." He pulled a chart out of who knows where, and pointed to the many graphs.
All the while, Zechs Marquize was sitting at the long table, slowly drifting in and out of his own little world of sleep. He had never been able to stay awake during these things. It was just too difficult. He was only 19 for goodness sake. He picked up a pen and a peice of paper near by, drawing a little cow and horse. He also began doodling a sketch of Treize, with an unbeleivably big mouth.
"....The state general has concluded that the moble suit making is even lower. We can fix this by getting more recourses..."
Zechs fell asleep. He didn't even realize it untill Treize had shaken him on the shoulder. He got up, noticing that everyone was already gone.
"Have a good sleep...?" He chuckled before brushing past him, and walking out the door to his quaters.
Zechs followed suit. He shrugged. This wasn't the first time. He thought that Treize was flirting with him, but maybe not *flirting* maybe just *playing* with him. Or worse. He shrugged again, walking out of the room, and going back to his room as well.
He had arrived a minute later, sitting on his bed. The room wasn't very large, considering he was only rooming there for a few more days. A few things where hung here and there, consisting of a calander and a few odds and ends. He also had a photo of Noin and the gang he graduated school with. He sighed.
I hate this stupid mask.....
He shrugged for the millionth time, while looking back at the photo. Noin. Where was she? Was she at her office?
He ripped his gaze of of the picture, falling on his back to stare at the ceiling. Why was Treize acting so funny around him.
He shook his head violently...
closed his eyes...
The phone rang, awaking him an hour later. He picked it up. It was Treize.
"Hey, are you busy?"
"no.." Zechs he groaned.
"Would you mind stopping by later?"
"Sure.." He paused. "What for?"
"You'll see when you get there.." He hung up.
He fell back asleep for a few more hours, noting that when he got up again, it was rather dark out. He cussed at himself, getting up and dressed, before walking to Treize's room.
Minutes later he was at the door, and knocking.
Treize opened the door, letting the blonde in. He closed the door behind him, locking it unnoticably. Zechs looked about. It was rather large, and somewhat cozy for a place at a base. The sheets where silk, he could tell right away.
"So Zechs, you where caught up?"
Zechs blushed. Was he realy going to tell him? The truth?
"I..." He blushed some more, although unnoticably to Treize, because of that mask of his. "I..kind of...overslept." Treize giggled.
"That's pretty noble of you.."
"Yeah, sure, whatever." Treize was getting closer. Zechs backed up. It continued in this fasion untill Zechs was against the bed post.
"I guess I ought to tell you about why I brought you here. I know you probably don't have the same feelings, but who knows." He got face to face with him. "I love you Zechs. I find you to be one of the most beautifull men I've ever seen. I've loved you ever since I first met you. That may seem a little odd, don't you think?" He laughed quietly, never changing his gaze. Zechs blushed more than ever, obviously apparent now.
"So, are you going to answer?"
"Um..yeah. Treize I.. I love you too..." He looked down, noticing Treize playing with his hair. His hands where going up towards his face, now holding his chin in his hand gently. He removed the mask on his face, throwing it to the ground.
Zechs kissed Treize, letting go a moment later. He took off his jacket, throwing that to the ground as well. Zechs followed suit, untill they where both undressed, and Treize laying him on the bed.
Zechs put his arms around Treize's neck, pulling him into an almost strangling embrace. Treize pulled the sheets over the two of them, continuing the masquerade on a more physical level.
.::Kirikou::.