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WuFei sat in the bay window, jeans a little long for him and the Psychopathic jersey he was wearing looked almost twice his original size. He looked out at the small crowed of his friends: Duo, Quatre, Trowa, Sally, Noin, Heero, and Milliardo who at the time was in the kitchen preparing dinner. He looked over at the two couples, both separated with Quatre talking to Heero and Duo messing around with Trowa, Noin and Sally talking about who knew what. He sighed, the doorbell ringing, signifying more guests. He moved towards the door only to have Milliardo beat him to it by a few feet.
"Hey c'mon in, everyone's in the living room," he said, smiling as the door opened a little wider to show Catharine, and Lady Une enter. He looked over noticing WuFei and smiled. "You can help me if you wish."
WuFei glared at the taller man and went back to the party, getting enveloped by Une first. He looked a little shocked at the way he was pulled quickly into someone's arms to be held tightly, warm tears on his cheek.
"I'm glad you're ok WuFei, Trowa called me and I got the first flight back," she said, kissing his forehead lightly, almost motherly. "We were so worried."
WuFei gave a slight smile but wrapped his arms around the woman's waist and rested his head against her breasts, finally able to rest his eyes and feel completely comfortable and safe.
"He has to be tired. I'll take him to rest," Milliardo said, lifting the small boy lightly into his arms, much to his surprise WuFei was very light. He let WuFei rest his head in the crook of his neck. "Maybe you should come with me Une, he seems to feel more at ease with you than me." Milliardo caught her slight nod and carried the boy off.
"Treize has become careless," Une said, looking down at the peaceful face. "I was so jealous of him but now I can't help but envy him. He put up with all of the abuse Treize has issued to him and yet he still stood by the man's side."
Milliardo nodded. "WuFei has taken it all in stride and even if he doesn't look it he loves Treize very much and refuses to leave his side. I don't know how he can live with the cheating and lies." Milliardo's tone was soft and he looked down at the tanned skin, slanted eyes closed with an at ease look on the beautiful face. Black lashes were long on the high cheekbones and his lips seemed to pout even more in his sleep than they did when the boy was awake. He was a vision of loveliness.
"You have feelings for him."
Milliardo stood taller before stopping at the tall oak door. "Once. Then I realized how much of a monster he had become. WuFei's not the dragon he used to be because of it."
"I meant WuFei, Milliardo. You have feelings for him."
A smile spread across pink lips as Une opened the door leading to a marvelous grand bedroom. "I won't lie but..." he sighed, "he'll never know."
WuFei was laid on the King sized bed, the silk sheets and heavy quilts laid on his small frame. He seemed to feel every ache in his sleep as well with the scrunching of his face both Milliardo and Lady Une knew WuFei was in some sort of pain. "Please... stop... No!" WuFei yelled to no one. His arms wrapped around his chest to grab the opposite shoulder. "Treize please, not again."
Lady Une felt tears begin to slip down her cheeks, her body being enveloped by Milliardo as her head rested on his chest. "What has he become?" she asked, pressing her glasses to the top of her head so she could stop the small tears. "What happened to him?"
Milliardo led Lady Une out of the room and back down to the party, hearing a crash, small but there, he began back towards WuFei's room, to find the boy sit straight up in his bed, tears and sweat adoring his face and body. "WuFei?" he asked, moving closer, seeing the fear in the onyx eyes. He stopped when WuFei spotted him and the fear was hidden away by a cold look, one that could chill bones.
WuFei wouldn't let Milliardo see him like that; he wouldn't let that man see him in anyway. "What?" he asked hatefully, throwing the covers from over his legs so he could stand, the bullet scars on his chest burning in pain. He looked around for a light switch, only to be partially blinded when Milliardo had hit the one next to the doorway.
Dragons adorned the room, the walls smoky grey with Chinese smoke winding upwards, only to find on the ceiling a painted dragon curled around a yin-yang. Its mouth was open with red, yellow, and orange flames licking at what appeared to be nothing. It's eyes were what caught WuFei, they were slanted just slightly and onyx much like his own and held nothing but cold hate in its eyes. It resembled WuFei in almost every aspect in life, even ways he didn't understand. The topmost quilt showed another dragon a red one with a cool attitude sleeping upon clouds. The poles of the four-poster bed were even dragons, all four with the tails on the floor with their heads holding the canopy.
"What is this?"
"Your room. I thought you might like it, if you don't I can change it."
WuFei turned, surprise dead in his eyes. "You did this for me?"
Milliardo smiled. "Yeah I guess I did. I wanted you to be comfortable so I spent a while at this."
WuFei was impressed. "You did this alone?" WuFei could have sworn he saw a small blush on the man's cheeks.
"Not completely Duo and Trowa helped a lot and so did Catherine, she did the quilt, Duo did a lot of the smoke effects and Trowa did a lot of the frame work."
"Who did the ceiling?"
Milliardo actually let his blush show this time. "I did. The eyes took me the longest. I did them after yours," he said, moving to put the boy back into bed. "Rest please."
WuFei allowed himself to be placed back into the bed with the covers resting on his lap. "It's... Thank you Milliardo, it's beautiful," he whispered, looking over the grey walls again, noticing Duo's small mistake in the pattern, something that was always evident in everything the teen did.
Milliardo smiled, touching the top of the silky hair, noticing that it was never undone from the band. He reached to remove the elastic band before a hand touched his. "I'm sorry I should have asked first," he said, pulling his hand back.
WuFei felt his heart ache again, wondering why Treize had never tried to do the same even in the beginning of their relationship. He looked up into the soft blue eyes only to feel his heart start to race, why was it that he could feel heat run though his veins and a blush creep to his cheeks when this man looked at him, but when his lover looked at him his heart began to race for another reason, not this warm one that he was feeling now?
"I should get back to the party, you should stay and rest," Milliardo said, taking WuFei's lifeless hand into his only to bring the small appendage to his lips so he could brush a small kiss to the back of it. "Until I have the pleasure of seeing you again."
WuFei nodded, moving to settle under the covers again, watching as Milliardo moved towards the door, his confined white blond hair swishing back and forth against the man's back. He smiled lightly as the man turned out the light and pulled the door closed silently.
"Sleep well little dragon."
Milliardo made his way back to the party his heart a blaze. He had made the small boy smile slightly. He had made him happy and for that he was smiling like a maniac.
"You act like he kissed you."
Milliardo turned his head to look at the other dark teen, cobalt eyes strong and bright, full of protection.
"You hurt him anymore than Treize has you'll wish you'd never been conceived." Heero spoke, his voice low and dark. He wasn't going to let one of his comrades get hurt again like he had before. He turned, leaving Milliardo to look at nothing. "Remember that I'll kill you if you hurt him." With that he was gone.
Milliardo knew, he'd kill himself before even thinking of hurting WuFei. He walked though the rest of the party like it was a dream, everyone having fun and questioning him about WuFei. He refused to say what had caused it but he did say that WuFei recovered well and that he had gotten tired and that he was resting upstairs.
Trowa was the one to stop Milliardo after dinner to ask if he knew if Treize was to show up later or not.
Milliardo shook his head. "No one told him from my knowledge," he said, looking back towards the upstairs with a feared look. "I don't think WuFei could handle that at the moment, for Christ's sake the man didn't even visit him in the hospital for more than ten minutes!" He hated that WuFei still loved the other man even after everything. Someone else could love him, someone else could make him happy if he ever gave another person a chance to be near him. He looked away for a moment, Trowa resting a hand on his shoulder.
"I know you don't want him to go back," Trowa said, moving closer so that only Milliardo could hear him, "but if you try too hard he's going to runaway."
Milliardo nodded, looking back towards the stairs, catching a glimpse of the Chinese boy. He felt his heart tighten, WuFei had more than likely heard him, and was more disgusted than before. He turned back towards Trowa and with a watery smile he whispered, "I don't think it matters. WuFei only has enough room in his heart for Treize."
WuFei looked back over the railing of the stairs and caught a glimpse of Milliardo and Trowa, the older man not looking very happy anymore. He noticed that Trowa kept looking up at him, that emerald eye telling him so much that WuFei didn't understand. He turned away, looking around the party for someone else he knew. He stopped and looked everyone over, they seemed, so much younger that him. He felt so old as where they sounded their age. He was only nineteen, everyone else in their early to mid twenties and he felt as old as father time himself.
Quatre and Duo stopped talking, both of them taking in WuFei's completely unmasked face. Duo began to walk forward, pulling WuFei to him in a hug. He didn't feel any movement for it to be returned at first but after a few moments he felt the small limbs rest on his back while WuFei leaned forward into their embrace.
WuFei held on tight to Duo, emotions and fears filling him. "Is he here?" he asked, voice only a whisper, but he knew Duo understood what he was asking. "Has he come yet?"
Duo shook his head, unable to tell WuFei that they hadn't told Treize about WuFei's coming home party. He held onto WuFei tighter as the other boy tried to pull away. "He's just hurting you Wu. You need to let him go..."
WuFei shook his head, yanking his body out of Duo's arms and began the journey back to his room. He didn't want to hear it, Treize loved him in his own way. He was the one that Treize let stay in his home, in his bed. WuFei was the only one that was able to see that wonderful face as he slept, at least in his mind he was the only one to see that peaceful state.
Milliardo passed by WuFei, unable to feign a smile, a kind gesture, even a small hello. He just passed him on the stairs, blue eyes straight ahead.
"Milliardo?" WuFei asked, looking up at the taller man, curiosity in his eyes. "Have I done something to upset you?"
Milliardo stopped, eyes still ahead. He looked down at the carpet, shaking his head. He then began to finish his ascend up the stairs.
WuFei felt hurt, although he was unsure why. He tried to follow the other man, but once the door to what looked like a bedroom was shut just in front of him, WuFei just stood there, rejection filling him. "What have I done?" he asked no one, trying to understand what was keeping Milliardo from speaking to him.
A crash emitted from down stairs, making WuFei whip around to find out what all the commotion was. He saw what made his heart jump in happiness but fear at the same time: Treize.
Milliardo flew out of the room, the screaming becoming louder and louder. He looked back at WuFei for a split second before disappearing from view.
Trowa and Catherine were holding Heero back, Quatre and Sally were trying to restrain Duo. Milliardo turned the corner: Treize being held back by Lady Une and Noin, who looked like they were going to rip his head of by themselves.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Milliardo asked, voice calm. He moved closer, looking back at the stairs before standing nose to nose with Treize. "I asked you a question."
"Where is he?" Treize asked, looking around. "Where's WuFei?"
"You're not getting him you sick bastard!" Duo yelled, breaking free from Quatre and Sally but keeping his distance from the man.
WuFei heard the yelling, his heart torn between staying and going. He felt obligated to at least stay to keep his friends from worrying and to thank Milliardo for the beautiful room. His feet seemed to move on their own, making him pad lightly down the stairs and look around the corner to see Treize being restrained and Heero fighting to get loose as well. He saw the fire in his lovers eyes and Milliardo's back was tense.
"You're not going to get him," Heero snapped, much unlike himself. He wasn't going to let one of his best friends get hurt anymore, not when these few were the only ones he had.
Trowa tightened his grip on Heero, struggling to keep the other boy from snapping and launching at Treize.
"You've hurt him enough leave him alone!" Duo snapped, his arm being caught by Quatre before he had a chance to step forward.
"I just want my boyfriend back!" Treize calmly announced, not struggling to get away from Lady Une and Noin. He just stood there, his arms held back. "Where is he?"
"Why so you can use and abuse him again?" Milliardo slipped, knowing that if WuFei was around this was going to hurt him more than help.
"What's the point of abusing him? He likes it rough like that," Treize chuckled, looking up at the stairs, catching a glimpse of WuFei standing there. "Don't you baby?" He called out to WuFei again, noticing that he wasn't moving.
WuFei's feet seemed to move faster than his mind had, taking him back up the stairs, the night he was shot running though his mind, the pain in his chest reminding him that Treize had always left him for another. His bullet scars seared with pain.
Milliardo looked back, the light thumps against the floor catching his attention. "WuFei," he whispered, turning to follow.
Treize smirked, WuFei coming down the stairs with a small bag. "I told you he wouldn't want to hang around you," he said, pulling free from the women and striding over to WuFei. He took the boy into his arms and began to lead him to the door.
"You don't have to go WuFei!" Quatre called, tears in his aqua eyes. "Please WuFei stay where it's safe!"
Duo pulled the smaller boy to him, trying to stop the tears. "Fei," he whispered, looking desperately into the onyx orbs.
WuFei tried to look back at them as he turned to leave, saying he needed to go home and that it would be the best for him. "I'm sorry," he whispered, trying to suppress the guilt he felt from leaving his friends and all their hard work, but mostly he was guilty for turning away from all the kindness that Milliardo had shown him, even when WuFei hated him.
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(A/N): Hey everyone I know it's been a long time since I've updated. I just wanted to say thanks for everyone that's still been reading and everyone that's interesting in the story continuing. I'm sorry I haven't really done a lot to keep up. I guess I really wanted to say thank you for the support, being there, and just reading. This is starting to sound like one of those award speeches now lol. The title is by Three Days Grace. I'm updating twice to make up for my broken promise. I haven't had the time to update even though the chapters have been done. Thanks for reading!
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