title: Send
author: Silent Lullaby
warnings: mythical creatures, yaoi, possible yuri, violence, angst, fluff, and maybe some other things will come up in later chapters. I'll tell you then

pairings: 2x1, 3x4, maybe some others later.

Gundam wing doesn't belong to me. The story and original characters do.

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I'm sorry the last few chapters have been so short. My mind cannot seem to focus properly. I've recently both meet a wonderful friend and a lovely boy that seems to be occupying my thoughts. I'll try my best to lengthen the chapters though.

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Wufei's blood froze in his veins and his eyes widened at the figure in front of him. Cold beads of sweat formed on his brow and his hands shook. Movement was impossible for the youth; he was frozen in his tracks by the shadowy figure on the windowsill.

"It can't be..."

The darkened figure smiled at the Chinese youth before leaving the window. His pale blue eyes were cold and forbidding. His smile widened as he walked toward the boy. He captured Wufei's lips with his own and released. The smile on his face became icy.

"Yes dear dragon, it's me, but at the same time it's not. Please feel free to call me Zechs. Millardo always was such a stuffy name, I hated it."

As Millardo's, no, Zech's last words died away Wufei regained control of himself. Onyx eyes began to flame as multicolored scales appeared and his whites vanished. The ears of the boy became pointed as well during the transformation. His white outfit turned blood red as an embroidered dragon appeared on its surface and began to move. It's threaded eyes glared at the man as its tail twitched. The decoration began to writhe in anger and spurt flame.

Trowa entered the room after hearing voices. His visible eye widened and then glared at Zechs. Neither Wufei or Zechs noticed the boy, they were far to occupied.

"How dare you come here! You know no justice Zechs. I will kill you for all that you have done"

"I don't think so dragon. You seem to be forgetting what I taught you. Allow me to refresh your memory."

Zechs began to glow pale blue and lightning crackled in his eyes. Small orbs surrounded him and they flew across the room. The room chilled so that ice formed on every surface the orbs touched and shattered the windows. As if finally noticing Trowa, Zechs glared at the youth with a deadly look. Before anyone could react a tomb of ice covered the tall boy. As the last frozen crystal formed on the cold chamber, time seemed to stand still.