Part 6
*
Wufei frowned deeply as he headed toward the large wooden doors. This was it, he would do it now. He would walk right up to Treize and deck him. As far as Wufei was concerned he was not Treize's little fuck toy. True, he had enjoyed it for a time but now it was getting to be too much, and Treize didn't seem to view him as a person, more as a thing. Wufei raised his fist to knock on the door… but he faltered.
It had started out as Treize just constantly annoying him, not letting the matter go. But in the end he had made the first move to start the relationship. After all, it was Wufei who had stepped forward to kiss Treize, catching the man by surprise for one rare time. But… but after that it had meant nothing. In the end Wufei had realized he'd disillusioned himself, and no matter how much he might have loved Treize (or thought he did) it was all one sided. In fact, he actually wondered if Treize had feelings for anyone save himself? Perhaps for his plan.
Wufei raised his fist to knock once more, setting his mind to ending this before it got any worse. Yet once again his fist faltered, more this time because he heard voices. Wufei frowned and listened. Quatre and Treize?
"… my brother and I were searching for… you are looking for it too? That would explain why so many of our kind are appearing in the area."
"Yes. Indeed. However, not just our kinds are looking for the Lybra though, the four wings are as well. I believe that was Duo's original mission, I was lucky to… persuade him to help me for a time. Currently we are very close to it, and have almost discovered it's hiding place."
"And you want our information then? Unfortunately I have none to give you, we weren't anywhere close to finding it. In fact, my brother's job was more to protect the city itself rather than look for the object. The Elders told us that the Lybra was in this city but that was it. I have no other information to give you. However…"
"However?"
"However I believe there is someone who does know. The four wing from the other night, he goes by the name of Trowa. He was in this city before we arrived. He may even know where the Lybra is."
"Of course, it would make sense that one of the older ones would know. In fact, if the tales are true the four winged ones of our kind are supposed to be the Lybra's guardian. But, save for Shinigami, one has not been sited in millennia."
Wufei froze, Treize's words ringing in his head. An unbeckoned half memory flashed before his eyes. Before… when he'd been in Treize's quarters, answering his 'summonings'. At that moment when everything had burst apart in the final heat of pleasure their wings had broken out of their backs into site. He hadn't been paying attention at the time but he could have sworn that Treize's wings… Treize's wings…
Wufei took a step back from the door as the mental image appeared and burned itself in his mind. Treize had had four wings! Four wings!! No, that couldn't be right, it couldn't. Why would Treize hide that he had four wings? Why would he hide it from everyone, what purpose…?
The door swung open and Wufei found himself completely frozen with a look of shock on his face as Quatre stepped out. Quatre smirked slightly. Over Quatre's shoulder Wufei could see Treize lounging around in his normal chair, a single elegant eyebrow raised in question.
"You were listening," Quatre stated quietly.
Wufei swallowed and the shocked look melted away. Mentally he grasped his mask and sanity with all his might. He realized he was now facing one of the strongest angels he'd ever encountered, and he'd been sleeping with him. "I heard nothing of interest." Wufei surprised himself by speaking very smoothly. All the better.
"Oh really?" Quatre shook his head slightly. "Then what was with the look?"
Wufei's dark eyes flickered to Treize and narrowed. "I doubt Treize-sama would appreciate me sharing certain… secrets."
Treize smirked slightly. "Leave him be, Quatre, I will speak to him later. Besides, you have other matters to attend to."
Quatre nodded, yet he flashed a threatening glare toward Wufei for a small second. That glare spoke volumes, and Wufei had no trouble reading it. To Quatre, his life was on a very thin line. Wufei didn't respond but turned and left the hallway before Treize could call him back, retreating to his room. Too much to think about, too much to consider.
And for once he found himself wishing that annoying Duo, or Shinigami, or whatever his name was, was here. One of his infuriating jokes would have been more then welcome at the moment. It would have at least lightened the obviously dark situation they were all in.
**
"Heero?"
The huddled form in the corner made no response and Duo just sat there on the bed, watching him with worried eyes. The red had stopped moving across his wings at least an hour ago but Heero was still huddled in the corner, clutching his sides and shuddering every few minutes. Sweat dripped from his forehead to a small puddle on the carpet. He'd been silent the entire time, over a few gasps for breath, no screams like Quatre. And all the while Duo perched on the bed watching, afraid to move, afraid to breathe.
"It was me, wasn't it? This is my fault."
Trowa, who'd also been standing frozen in the room, glanced in Duo's direction. "You have no proof."
"But it happened right after we…" Duo swallowed the rest of the sentence, it didn't need to be said.
"No."
Duo whirled around to face Trowa, still oblivious to the fact that Trowa was the only dressed one in the room. "I have all the proof I need! It's my fault that this is happening, because Heero and I made love. That's it! It's me-"
"No," Heero's breathless voice broke the silence and Duo stopped. Slowly he turned to look at the previously silent boy. Heero's wings were gone, hidden from view. Save for the sweat still beading across his forehead Heero looked relatively normal as if nothing had happened. With the help of the wall he pulled himself to his feet and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Silently Heero walked to the closet and grabbed a robe, tossing it around his body then throwing one in Duo's direction, which he caught with numb hands.
"It's not you, Duo. You never did anything with Quatre, or Zechs."
Trowa nodded his agreement.
"But…" Duo crumbled the robe in his fists, his shoulders dropping in defeat. "But Quatre was close to Trowa."
Heero shook his head. "True, but that doesn't explain Zechs."
Duo sighed. "There's no other explanation."
Heero whirled and glared at him. "It doesn't matter. I will not accept it. This isn't your fault."
"Whether we are the cause or not," Trowa interrupted softly. "We have more important matters. We need to get Quatre back and… and stop Treize."
Duo reluctantly stood up and started to slip on the robe, but he stopped in mid-motion. "You know him don't you?"
"You don't?"
Duo shook his head and tied off the robe. He watched quietly as Heero moved toward the bathroom. The white angel winced slightly but shut the door the to the bathroom before Duo could say anything. Obviously the transformation of his wings was still causing him pain. Duo clutched his fists in frustration. "Other then the fact that he's the current leader of the black angels no, there's nothing special about him. In fact he's kind of annoying considering how he looks at all of us on a basis of how good of a fuck we are."
Trowa shook his head. "He's one of us."
"Nani? Treize has four wings?!" Duo shook his head. "No way, I won't believe it. Why would he…?" Duo paused and frowned deeply. "Pei-Trowa, why are you in this city?"
Trowa returned a non-candid shrug. "I have my own business here."
Duo glanced toward the bathroom door cautiously then walked over to Trowa and spoke in a hushed voice. From the bathroom he could hear the sound of the shower turning on and steam started to seep out from under the door. He turned his attention back to Trowa. "You're looking for it aren't you?"
A single eyebrow raised. "It?"
Duo rolled his eyes. "Oh don't play stupid human with me, Pierrot. You know what I'm talking about. The Lybra: the literal 'Holy Grail' of our kind. Said to be the most powerful weapon ever held by any living creature, more powerful even them Shinigami's deathscythe, Pierrot's arrows and J's hook. You must be searching for it as well."
Trowa shook his head.
"How can you not be searching for it?! It doesn't take a genius to figure out it's here in this city. All the angels alive are coming here in search of it. Why would you be here if you weren't searching for it? Even Heero and Quatre, I know it was their mission to discover its whereabouts…" Duo's words dropped off as the shower stopped running in the bathroom.
"What I am in this city for makes no difference, Shinigami. Our main concerns at the moment are Heero, Quatre and Treize, that is all." Trowa spoke only above a whisper, Duo sighed.
"Well, if it helps any that's what Treize is after. Maybe if we find it before him we can nail him."
Heero stepped out of the bathroom, a large white towel wrapped around his waist while he rustled another through his hair. Duo found his eyes locked on Heero's smooth body as small droplets of water made small trails down his pale body. Heero offered him a small smirk, and immediately Duo knew he'd walked out of that bathroom slightly wet on purpose. Duo offered his own small smirk in return but then tried to turn more serious. Heero tossed the towel over his shoulder and walked to the closet, rummaging through the closet, he spoke without turning.
"Don't stop on my account."
Duo sighed and shook his head. "You heard every word. Should have known, can't keep anything from the great white angel of justice." Duo taunted.
"You know where the black angels are," Trowa stated. It wasn't a question but Duo nodded anyway.
"No need," Heero said slipping on a green tank top.
"Nani?" Duo asked.
"They'll come to us," Heero said, closing the closet doors as soon as he was dressed. "After all we have the very thing they want."
Duo's eyes went wide and he stared at Trowa and Heero. "You mean you have…?"
Trowa glanced at Heero in confusion and amusement. "I'm surprised it took you this long to figure it out."
"You have Lybra?" Duo could only stare at the two. Small smirks appeared on both their faces… he laughed.
*
Wufei frowned deeply as he headed toward the large wooden doors. This was it, he would do it now. He would walk right up to Treize and deck him. As far as Wufei was concerned he was not Treize's little fuck toy. True, he had enjoyed it for a time but now it was getting to be too much, and Treize didn't seem to view him as a person, more as a thing. Wufei raised his fist to knock on the door… but he faltered.
It had started out as Treize just constantly annoying him, not letting the matter go. But in the end he had made the first move to start the relationship. After all, it was Wufei who had stepped forward to kiss Treize, catching the man by surprise for one rare time. But… but after that it had meant nothing. In the end Wufei had realized he'd disillusioned himself, and no matter how much he might have loved Treize (or thought he did) it was all one sided. In fact, he actually wondered if Treize had feelings for anyone save himself? Perhaps for his plan.
Wufei raised his fist to knock once more, setting his mind to ending this before it got any worse. Yet once again his fist faltered, more this time because he heard voices. Wufei frowned and listened. Quatre and Treize?
"… my brother and I were searching for… you are looking for it too? That would explain why so many of our kind are appearing in the area."
"Yes. Indeed. However, not just our kinds are looking for the Lybra though, the four wings are as well. I believe that was Duo's original mission, I was lucky to… persuade him to help me for a time. Currently we are very close to it, and have almost discovered it's hiding place."
"And you want our information then? Unfortunately I have none to give you, we weren't anywhere close to finding it. In fact, my brother's job was more to protect the city itself rather than look for the object. The Elders told us that the Lybra was in this city but that was it. I have no other information to give you. However…"
"However?"
"However I believe there is someone who does know. The four wing from the other night, he goes by the name of Trowa. He was in this city before we arrived. He may even know where the Lybra is."
"Of course, it would make sense that one of the older ones would know. In fact, if the tales are true the four winged ones of our kind are supposed to be the Lybra's guardian. But, save for Shinigami, one has not been sited in millennia."
Wufei froze, Treize's words ringing in his head. An unbeckoned half memory flashed before his eyes. Before… when he'd been in Treize's quarters, answering his 'summonings'. At that moment when everything had burst apart in the final heat of pleasure their wings had broken out of their backs into site. He hadn't been paying attention at the time but he could have sworn that Treize's wings… Treize's wings…
Wufei took a step back from the door as the mental image appeared and burned itself in his mind. Treize had had four wings! Four wings!! No, that couldn't be right, it couldn't. Why would Treize hide that he had four wings? Why would he hide it from everyone, what purpose…?
The door swung open and Wufei found himself completely frozen with a look of shock on his face as Quatre stepped out. Quatre smirked slightly. Over Quatre's shoulder Wufei could see Treize lounging around in his normal chair, a single elegant eyebrow raised in question.
"You were listening," Quatre stated quietly.
Wufei swallowed and the shocked look melted away. Mentally he grasped his mask and sanity with all his might. He realized he was now facing one of the strongest angels he'd ever encountered, and he'd been sleeping with him. "I heard nothing of interest." Wufei surprised himself by speaking very smoothly. All the better.
"Oh really?" Quatre shook his head slightly. "Then what was with the look?"
Wufei's dark eyes flickered to Treize and narrowed. "I doubt Treize-sama would appreciate me sharing certain… secrets."
Treize smirked slightly. "Leave him be, Quatre, I will speak to him later. Besides, you have other matters to attend to."
Quatre nodded, yet he flashed a threatening glare toward Wufei for a small second. That glare spoke volumes, and Wufei had no trouble reading it. To Quatre, his life was on a very thin line. Wufei didn't respond but turned and left the hallway before Treize could call him back, retreating to his room. Too much to think about, too much to consider.
And for once he found himself wishing that annoying Duo, or Shinigami, or whatever his name was, was here. One of his infuriating jokes would have been more then welcome at the moment. It would have at least lightened the obviously dark situation they were all in.
**
"Heero?"
The huddled form in the corner made no response and Duo just sat there on the bed, watching him with worried eyes. The red had stopped moving across his wings at least an hour ago but Heero was still huddled in the corner, clutching his sides and shuddering every few minutes. Sweat dripped from his forehead to a small puddle on the carpet. He'd been silent the entire time, over a few gasps for breath, no screams like Quatre. And all the while Duo perched on the bed watching, afraid to move, afraid to breathe.
"It was me, wasn't it? This is my fault."
Trowa, who'd also been standing frozen in the room, glanced in Duo's direction. "You have no proof."
"But it happened right after we…" Duo swallowed the rest of the sentence, it didn't need to be said.
"No."
Duo whirled around to face Trowa, still oblivious to the fact that Trowa was the only dressed one in the room. "I have all the proof I need! It's my fault that this is happening, because Heero and I made love. That's it! It's me-"
"No," Heero's breathless voice broke the silence and Duo stopped. Slowly he turned to look at the previously silent boy. Heero's wings were gone, hidden from view. Save for the sweat still beading across his forehead Heero looked relatively normal as if nothing had happened. With the help of the wall he pulled himself to his feet and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Silently Heero walked to the closet and grabbed a robe, tossing it around his body then throwing one in Duo's direction, which he caught with numb hands.
"It's not you, Duo. You never did anything with Quatre, or Zechs."
Trowa nodded his agreement.
"But…" Duo crumbled the robe in his fists, his shoulders dropping in defeat. "But Quatre was close to Trowa."
Heero shook his head. "True, but that doesn't explain Zechs."
Duo sighed. "There's no other explanation."
Heero whirled and glared at him. "It doesn't matter. I will not accept it. This isn't your fault."
"Whether we are the cause or not," Trowa interrupted softly. "We have more important matters. We need to get Quatre back and… and stop Treize."
Duo reluctantly stood up and started to slip on the robe, but he stopped in mid-motion. "You know him don't you?"
"You don't?"
Duo shook his head and tied off the robe. He watched quietly as Heero moved toward the bathroom. The white angel winced slightly but shut the door the to the bathroom before Duo could say anything. Obviously the transformation of his wings was still causing him pain. Duo clutched his fists in frustration. "Other then the fact that he's the current leader of the black angels no, there's nothing special about him. In fact he's kind of annoying considering how he looks at all of us on a basis of how good of a fuck we are."
Trowa shook his head. "He's one of us."
"Nani? Treize has four wings?!" Duo shook his head. "No way, I won't believe it. Why would he…?" Duo paused and frowned deeply. "Pei-Trowa, why are you in this city?"
Trowa returned a non-candid shrug. "I have my own business here."
Duo glanced toward the bathroom door cautiously then walked over to Trowa and spoke in a hushed voice. From the bathroom he could hear the sound of the shower turning on and steam started to seep out from under the door. He turned his attention back to Trowa. "You're looking for it aren't you?"
A single eyebrow raised. "It?"
Duo rolled his eyes. "Oh don't play stupid human with me, Pierrot. You know what I'm talking about. The Lybra: the literal 'Holy Grail' of our kind. Said to be the most powerful weapon ever held by any living creature, more powerful even them Shinigami's deathscythe, Pierrot's arrows and J's hook. You must be searching for it as well."
Trowa shook his head.
"How can you not be searching for it?! It doesn't take a genius to figure out it's here in this city. All the angels alive are coming here in search of it. Why would you be here if you weren't searching for it? Even Heero and Quatre, I know it was their mission to discover its whereabouts…" Duo's words dropped off as the shower stopped running in the bathroom.
"What I am in this city for makes no difference, Shinigami. Our main concerns at the moment are Heero, Quatre and Treize, that is all." Trowa spoke only above a whisper, Duo sighed.
"Well, if it helps any that's what Treize is after. Maybe if we find it before him we can nail him."
Heero stepped out of the bathroom, a large white towel wrapped around his waist while he rustled another through his hair. Duo found his eyes locked on Heero's smooth body as small droplets of water made small trails down his pale body. Heero offered him a small smirk, and immediately Duo knew he'd walked out of that bathroom slightly wet on purpose. Duo offered his own small smirk in return but then tried to turn more serious. Heero tossed the towel over his shoulder and walked to the closet, rummaging through the closet, he spoke without turning.
"Don't stop on my account."
Duo sighed and shook his head. "You heard every word. Should have known, can't keep anything from the great white angel of justice." Duo taunted.
"You know where the black angels are," Trowa stated. It wasn't a question but Duo nodded anyway.
"No need," Heero said slipping on a green tank top.
"Nani?" Duo asked.
"They'll come to us," Heero said, closing the closet doors as soon as he was dressed. "After all we have the very thing they want."
Duo's eyes went wide and he stared at Trowa and Heero. "You mean you have…?"
Trowa glanced at Heero in confusion and amusement. "I'm surprised it took you this long to figure it out."
"You have Lybra?" Duo could only stare at the two. Small smirks appeared on both their faces… he laughed.
