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Well peoples, here's yet another story by me, it's not finished, but hey, it's cool, Trieze and Quatre rock and make a great evil couple. This is kind of an old story, about a month old, I finally found the disk last night, it figures since I've been looking for it for forever! But review for me please and maybe I'll put up more(I'll put up all the chapters I have so far dunnot worries!) well read and review, me hope you likes!
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L4 Colony
It's the year After Colony 198, the colonies and Earth had maintained a peaceful life for the past two years, the productions of weapons have long since ceased....
"What are you talking about, I only have twenty percent of my inheritance? Why wasn't I told this before?" A blond youth a little over 6 foot tall shouted angrily.
"Mr. Winner calm yourself, twenty percent is more then enough for the Winner heir to handle, but we come to you today because the time has come for you to take on the rest of your inheritance." a lawyer said behind his computer.
"What?"
"You are 18 now sir, but the inheritance has requirements that your father has made out, according to this you must elope with the Khushranada heir." the man explained.
"Marimia? but she's only 10!"
"No Mr. Winner we are referring to Treize."
there was a long silence, "You know just as well as I that Treize is dead."
"Don't be so sure of that, his body was never recovered." The lawyer said typing away.
"How the hell did my Father come of with this?"
"Apparently it was an agreement between Triezes father and Mr. Winner, you're father."
"An arranged marriage of some sort?"
"Yes sir, you know well that the Khushranada family are the wealthiest on earth after Relina Darlin now, before they were number one on Earth."
"I have to marry a man, do you know how this can ruin my social life?"
"We weren't the one's who made out your fathers will sir."
"What was his purpose?"
"Apparently, your father and the Kushranada's were close. They believed that if they could arrange a marriage between their heirs, that the earth and the colonies would truly be unified. That may as well be true, Mr. Winner, or was true back then, the truth is if you were to marry Relina Darlin, the earth and colonies would be more unified."
"Try thinking the Relina and me thing over again."
"What do you mean sir?"
"A lot of the Earthlings dislike Relina because they think that she's selling out the Earth to the colonies and a lot of the Colonies people think I'm selling them out to the Earth. 'Kill two birds with one stone' that's a good saying to explain the situation, but it would cause a riot, most likely getting both me and Relina assassinated, that would be just great. But my father's actions are more rational, even though I dislike the idea, but everyone knows that Treize loved the Earth and fought hard to keep the citizens of the Earth's hearts in the right place. If we were to actually elope, if that were possible the Earth would truly be united, the people know that he'd never sell them out to the Earth."
"That's an astounding theory Mr. Winner, but why are you so against it?"
"I told you before that it would ruin my social life."
"Don't you realize that same sex marriage between two wealthy groups of people aren't uncommon, look at your families own history, you'll find several that happened many decades ago, even the Khushranada family have quite a few."
"But doesn't Trieze have a sister?"
"No sir, the he was the only child born to the family, the mother was nolonger able to have children after him."
"Then why didn't my father give him the hand of one of my sisters?"
"You are the heir, Mr. Winner, your sisters are only just that, your sisters, they are of no importance this arrangement, also, do you think they can accomplish unifying the Earth and Colonies?"
"You're right..." Quatre looks up, "But Trieze is dead..."
"We think otherwise Sir, in fact it was Trieze himself who reminded us of the arrangement a month back, but we knew that we had to wait until after you turned 18."
"I've only been 18 for a day, what's the rush?"
"It's an event that should be rushed, it's important."
"So the only way to get my other eighty percent of inheritance I have to marry Trieze?"
"That's correct sir."
"I'll do anything for my inheritance. Tell me, what if Trieze dies after we are eloped?"
"Then you will no longer be the heir to the Winner family and all that is yours will be donated to charity."
"You have to be kidding me."
"No sir, it's stated here in bold letters, your father thought of everything."
"Divorce?"
"the same, you will be cancelled as the heir and all properties of the Winner family will be donated to charity."
"That's brutal, what a foul man my father was."
"Sir?"
"Nothing just thinking out loud." Quatre recovered his calm stature, "So if I don't do this all together I only keep a measly twenty percent of my inheritance?"
"Yes."
A long silence passes as Quatre makes invisible circles on the table as he thought, "Ok, I think I can go with that."
"Sir?"
"Find me Trieze, I'll go along with my fathers challenge, I refuse to cope with my minimal share of MY inheritance."
"We'll get hold of him ASAP."
"Thank you." Quatre left the room irritated, and made his way to his limo, where he got in, "I should have known 100 billion wasn't my whole inheritance," he said to himself, then reached over and grabbed his laptop. He searched the net for pictures of Trieze, "If I'm going to get together with a man he damned well better be good looking." He looked through and finally came across some, the man had very light brown hair, and ice blue eyes, he looked very tall, and truthfully he was very handsome, but these pictures were three years old, but Quatre doubted he had changed much since.
Finally the limo stopped and Quatre peered out side, his gaze met the great Winner Mansion, it was huge, and extremely old, being in his family since the L4 colony creation. The door opened and Quatre stepped out, straightening his tie he met the crowed of grade school students who were touring as a field trip, they waved and some took pictures.
"Good afternoon Mr. Winner," they all said at once, at their teacher's orders.
Quatre smiled, "Good afternoon children," he said happily.
Two bodyguards came from the house and lead Quatre inside, only giving him a chance to give a brief wave goodbye.
"Sir, you have a visitor, he arrived only moment's before you arrived here." one of the body guards said.
"Who is it?" Quatre asked.
"He claims to be Trieze Khushranada sir."
"Then I'll see him immediately in my private quarters. Send him up in 5 minutes, I must change out of these stuffy clothes."
The bodyguards nodded and left him as he made his way to an elevator that lead to his room.
As Quatre entered his bedroom he began the task of changing his clothes. Finally, he was in a pair of black slacks, and a dark red dress shirt that was tucked in. He fell back in his bed trying to put on his shoes. He had a bad habit of slipping them off without untying them and then getting them in knots as he old try to untie them, and it was in that situation that his elevator opened and his guest entered the room.
"Hello Quatre Winner, so we finally meet." Treize's eyes remained emotionless.
Quatre looked up in distress, 'damn these shoes!' he thought, but looked up with a smile, "Good afternoon Treize. You arrived quickly."
"Only awaiting the signal from your layers to make your acquaintance, I guess we both came to an agreement." answered
"I have just one question." Quatre finished unknotting his shoes and tied them properly.
"Ask away." Trieze replied.
"How do you benefit?" the blond haired Arabian asked standing up.
"Well truthfully, T get 80 percent of my inheritance, I was told that I only got 20, and had to wait until you were 18 and agreed to our parents decisions to receive the rest of my inheritance." Trieze explained.
"Hmmm.... I see, so it wasn't only my father who made that insane decision against me." Quatre glared at the man.
"What do you mean?" Trieze asked puzzled.
"My father also only gave me twenty percent of my inheritance and I ill get no more then that unless we elope." he answered briefly.
"Really? And so we are rich even now and want more." Trieze gave a devil-like grin.
"Greed, I think that's something we both know." Quatre gave a similar grin.
"You know my heart already." Trieze walked slowly over to the 18-year-old and took his hands.
"And mine also." Quatre said as Trieze looked at him lustfully, and as if they were both reading the others mind their lips met in a long kiss.
"So we both agree?" Treize asked hardly braking the mood.
"Without a doubt." Quatre responded resting his head on the man's shoulder.
