Not much to say here, other than I'm glad the story is picking up pace. I also noticed that my story is getting read, just not reviewed. Those of you who are reading, feel free to leave a comment. I know my story is a bit unorthodox with the main character being one I made up, but I would still like to hear what you think.
My main reason is that I like Treize, but I hate Lady Une. Maybe not hate, but I don't like her much. That's just the way it is. So, on to the next chapter.
Happy Reading!
Lady Amira
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing
Chapter 7
After sobbing for several minutes Milena finally quieted down, and stood embracing her brother, sniffling. Neither one of them said anything for several minutes. Then Milliardo held her at arm's length to study her.
"Are you all right, Milena?" he asked her gently.
Milena smiled and sniffled again, swiping at her eyes. "I'm fine, Milliardo; I'm just so happy to see you."
Milliardo handed her a handkerchief from his pocket and watched as she dabbed her eyes and nose. "I'm happy to see you as well. I can't believe it's been thirteen years. Where have you been all this time?" He led her to the settee by the fireplace, where Treize had ordered the servants to leave coffee, tea, and a tray of assorted pastries.
When she was settled, a cup of coffee in hand, Milena took a deep breath and went through her tale again; telling her brother an abbreviated version of what she had told Treize. Milliardo had always been overprotective of her, and she suspected that hadn't changed.
When she finished, Milliardo looked murderous. "Those bastards, I'll kill them! How dare they betray our family like that! And Nicholas kidnapped you twice? He probably thought to marry you so he could take over the kingdom. I won't let that happen."
Milena smiled. "Milliardo, you can't kill them; that would make you no better than them. Besides, I can take care of myself now. I swore I would never be that helpless again. What have you been doing? Why haven't you restored the palace and taken your rightful place on the throne?"
Milliardo grimaced. "I can't do that Milena. I became a soldier, and I've taken lives in this war. I'm not fit to be the king of the Sanc Kingdom, but you're here now and you'll be queen; I'll fight to make that happen."
Milena sighed. "Milliardo, I just came out of hiding after thirteen years—I don't want the responsibilities of being queen. I just want to be a normal girl."
Milliardo grinned. "You're just as stubborn as you ever were. We'll talk about this later. I'm just glad we can be together now. I'm also glad that you're staying with Treize; he'll protect you."
Milena scowled. "What is it with you guys thinking I need protection? I promise I can take care of myself—I could probably kick your ass, you know. I'm staying here for now because he offered and it's convenient for me, that's all."
"Milena, Treize is going to be your husband, so staying with him is the logical choice." Milliardo told her.
She glared at him. "I haven't decided about that yet. I've given him permission to court me, but that's all. He's still a pompous ass, just like he always was, and I don't want to marry him." Milena sighed. "Milliardo, I don't want to fight when we just found each other; so let's call a truce, okay?"
The two of them continued to sit at talk for hours, stopping only to have lunch in the dining room. Later in the afternoon, Milena watched sadly as Milliardo left. He'd had to leave for a briefing, but promised to stop by and see her again. Treize had gone with him, which gave Milena the perfect opportunity to carry out her mission and destroy the mobile suit factory.
When she arrived the alarms at the factory were already going off. She immediately cloaked Athena and headed for the south door to the factory. As she smashed down the door and aimed one of her missiles toward the mobile suits she was knocked over from behind. As she righted herself she became aware that the crash had knocked out her cloaking system and she was now visible. As she got Athena back on her feet she was nearly knocked down again as a thermal weapon swung toward her. She managed to block it—barely.
It was another gundam. "What the hell?" she sputtered as she blocked another attack from the other gundam. She turned on her com link. "What are you doing? I'm on your side, you idiot. My gundam won't be of any use to me if you destroy it" A boy's face appeared on her screen. He had big blue eyes and long brown hair tied back in a braid. He grinned sheepishly.
"Sorry about that; I thought you were the enemy. I'm Duo-Duo Maxwell."
"That's nice. We're in the middle of a mission. The pleasantries will have to be saved for later."
Duo frowned as the other boy turned and began destroying the mobile suits. He reminded him of Heero a little bit-all business and grouchiness. When the factory was nothing but a massive fireball they stood watching it. Milena turned to go.
"Hey, hold on buddy. I never got your name. Since we're on the same side and all…"
Milena's lips quirked. This one was a little too easy going for a soldier. "My name is Alex. Next time you're in battle make sure you know it's your enemy attacking. See you around, Duo Maxwell." She took off, leaving Duo to stare after her.
There were no missions after that, and that left Milena free and open to Treize's suit, which he determinedly continued. He took her to the ballet, out for dinner, and sometimes they just talked. She found that he could be very charming, when he wasn't being an overprotective pompous jerk.
Tonight, they had stayed in and watched a movie. They were in his private sitting room drinking wine. Milena loved wine, and had already had more than enough—her head was slightly woozy. She laughed as Treize recalled the time she had told him off for attempting to ride her horse, Artemis.
"You were so angry I could almost see steam coming out of your ears." He chuckled.
"Well, she was my horse, and you had no right to ride her." She defended, leaning over to punch him lightly on the arm. As she did she lost her balance and fell into Treize's lap. He caught her, his arms trapping her against his chest, her lips inches from his. Their eyes met and heat sizzled between them. Neither of them said a word, but they both felt it.
Their gazed remained locked for several moments before Treize groaned, claiming Milena's mouth in a fierce kiss. Milena gasped, and his tongue swept into her mouth. Milena moaned, her hands fisting in his shirt. She began undoing the buttons, kissing him back with equal fervor. Treize stood and carried her to his bed.
He broke their kiss only to set her down and strip off the rest of his clothes. Milena watched him eagerly, pulling her nightgown over her head. When she tossed it aside her gaze locked on Treize's muscular chest. He was an impressive man-all muscle. She let her gaze wander down his toned stomach and lower…her eyes widened when she caught sight of his erection.
Treize let Milena look her fill. He was pleased that she wasn't shy. When her gaze locked with his again he raised an eyebrow. "Well?"
Milena chuckled. "What is it with guys and their egos?"
She stood and reached for her bra clasp, but Treize grasped her wrist. "Let me." He murmured, his tone more husky than before. He reached behind her and unhooked her bra, never taking his eyes from hers. Milena's heart was racing, and she could feel heat pooling in her belly and between her thighs. Treize pulled her bra off, tossing it behind him as took in the sight of her bared breasts. His eyes met Milena's once more and she raised her eyebrow.
"Well?" she asked, mirroring his earlier words.
Treize chuckled and cupped her chin. "Saucy wench." He muttered, taking her mouth in another consuming kiss, his other hand finding her breast. Milena moaned and arched into his touch. He trailed kisses over her face, down her neck, nipping gently. Milena cried out when Treize took her nipple into his mouth, sucking strongly. He repeated the motion with her other breast, gently backing her to the bed and easing her onto her back.
He continued his erotic torment on her breasts, trailing one hand down her rib cage and over her belly, brushing over her mound. His breath caught and he gazed up at her, his eyes hot. "You're completely smooth." He growled.
Milena was panting as Treize slid one finger into her. "Yes—and?" she gasped as he slid his finger in and out of her. Never taking his eyes from hers he lowered his head and stroked her center with his tongue. Milena moaned and arched her hips, grasping his hair to hold him to her. She had never felt anything as incredible as his fingers and tongue thrusting into her. Of course, it could be the wine—her head was still spinning and it seemed like a dream. She had never made love like this. She'd had sex, but never made love. It was incredible; more than she had ever dreamed it would be.
Treize loved watching Milena—her face was so expressive. He wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer. He had been hard as a rock since they had begun watching the movie. She was the most passionate and beautiful woman he had ever seen. He added a second finger and roughly slid his tongue over Milena's clit. Milena cried out as the orgasm hit her. It was sudden and unexpected.
Treize nipped her thigh and kissed his way up her belly, over her breasts, to her lips. The kiss was full of hot need, meant to dominate and overwhelm her. Milena was still coming down from her orgasm and wrapped her arms around him. He entered her slowly, never breaking the kiss. He was surprised to find she wasn't a virgin. Before he could say anything Milena wrapped her legs around his waist, moaning. He deepened the kiss, thrusting hard and deep.
Milena was lost in a tide of sensation. She had her legs wrapped around him and thrust against him, trying to tell him to go faster. Desire burned like fire in her veins. She gasped when he trailed kisses over her face and down to her throat, nipping gently. Her thrusting was driving him mad. He wanted to be gentle with her, but she seemed to want more. He picked up his pace, grabbing her hips for leverage.
Treize groaned. She felt incredible-hot and tight and wonderful. He leaned down to take her nipple into his mouth. Milena moaned. The pressure was building again, like a balloon filled too full and ready to burst. She dug her fingernails into his arms, frantically arching her hips. Treize obliged, pounding into her with enough force to shake the bed. Milena cried out as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Moments later Treize groaned as he found his release, and then rolled to his side, taking her with him.
They lay quietly for several minutes, each lost in their own thoughts. Treize was the first to break the silence.
"You were wonderful; thank you Milena."
Milena rolled her eyes. "Why on earth would you thank me? I've never been thanked for having sex before."
Treize rolled over, looming over her. "It' wasn't just sex, Mina. I know you felt it too." He paused, choosing his words carefully. "I realize that you haven't taken our betrothal seriously, having been gone for so long. If there's someone else…"
Milena frowned. "Do you really think I'm that kind of girl? Thanks for that. There have been others, but not for a long time." She looked away. "I don't want to talk about it, okay? What's it to you anyway? You must have had a dozen lovers by now."
Treize chuckled and cupped her breasts. "Not likely. There were one or two when I was younger, but it has been years since I've thought of anyone else. I was about ready to search every damn colony if I had to."
Milena laughed then gasped as he bent his head to her breasts again. She could feel his growing erection against her thigh. "You couldn't possibly want me again so soon!" she exclaimed.
He lifted his head to look at her. "I'll always want you Mina, always." He said, his voice like velvet. He proceeded to show her just how much.
Over the next few weeks Milena spent much of her time with Treize unless he had his military duties to tend to. They tended the rose garden, went riding, and walked by the shore of the small lake that was on his property. They also make love often, and everywhere. There was a time when Milena was walking down the hall to her room and Treize had pinned her to the wall, taking her then and there, with no regard to the servants who could have come along at any moment. Milena had been shocked and a little embarrassed, but it had been thrilling. She was falling for him and didn't realize it. It was her brother who pointed it out to her one day when he took her out for dinner.
Milena looked up from the menu to find him looking at her. She frowned. "What? Why are you staring at me like that?"
Milliardo smiled. "No reason, really. You just look a little different, that's all."
Milena put her menu down. "What do you mean, different?"
After the waiter came and took their orders Milena looked at her brother expectantly. "Well?"
Milliardo grinned. "You're falling for him." He said matter-of-factly.
Milena raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"
"You've got a glow about you. You're happy, I can tell; and that's good. I want nothing more than for you to be happy, little sister."
Milena rolled her eyes at him as their food arrived. "Really? You're going to start on me with the "little sister" crap? You're only three minutes older."
Milliardo smiled and ate his food. She was trying to change the subject. It didn't matter. He was just happy that things were turning out the way they were supposed to.
After Milliardo dropped her off at Treize's Milena went to her room and took a, long hot shower to relax and clear her head. She sighed as she climbed into bed. Treize was a wonderful lover, but that's all he was, right? She frowned as she drifted to sleep.
The next morning she found a single rose on the pillow next to her along with a note written by Treize.
Good morning Mina,
I came in to find you were not in our bed, but yours. You looked so peaceful I didn't want to wake you. I have a meeting to go to and a speech to give, but there is a party after that and you are going to join me. You will find a gown in your closet that I have purchased for you. I cannot wait to see you in it. Be at the Romafeller headquarters at three-Sebastian will bring you. I'll be counting the moments until then.
Love,
Treize
Milena gaped at the letter. "Our bed? Love?" Oh, god, he'd fallen in love with her! What was she going to do? She couldn't be with him now, not until her mission was done and OZ eliminated. She sighed as she pulled on her robe and headed downstairs for breakfast. She would tell him after the party. He wouldn't understand, but that couldn't be helped. Once her mission was over she would be able to tell him everything, and then things would be all right between them. Somehow.
So there ends another chapter. Now she's met Duo and sparks are flying between her and Treize. Ah, the citrusy goodness. Next chapter she will meet Relena, and you will recognize the scene, it'll be from the show. Please remember to review, it is much appreciated.
Until next time,
Lady Amira
