Zechs sulks. I kind of pity the minions. I mean, it'd be a crap job. Anyway, I actually wrote this out a few days ago, but it was on paper and I was too lazy to type it up for a while. ^ ^; Heh. I've been threatened with knives again. Third time between two people. O_o;
Ash of Many Names: I'm glad you approve. ^ ^ You can stop bring out sharp weapons now, the next bit is written. Course, you've already read part. Heh. Whatever, knock yourself out. *pities Jackson*
Chibi-kid: Yeppers, tis indeed supposed to be funny. I'm glad you were amused.
Diane: Wow, thanks for all your reviews! They were all wonderful and long. As for the others? Duo will get his revenge purely by being Heero. I hope you like this part as much as the others. ^ ^
Tsuzuku no Tenshi: *winces* Well, he didn't ACTUALLY eat the rose. And Quatre will come back soonish. As for Treize bashing? I'll never get why you and your sis don't like him. He's funky. In a suitably entertaining way. So what if he has a gundam pilot fetish? Heero probably won't come for another… *thinks about it* Ooh, probably four parts. So you'll have to wait, sorry! *whimpers as knives are sharpened*
Without further ado, I give you Zechs!
If there was one thing Zechs was right now, happy was not it. Oh, no. In fact, he was in a barely concealed rage, to be completely truthful.
Milliardo did not get angry all that often, but when he did? It was scary. Really, truly, scary. Zechs was not in the mood to go skipping around in the sunshine, and he wanted to make sure that everyone knew it. Thus, he was storming around the palace, scattering poor little minions whose whole existence was for the purpose of being there to scatter. It wasn't like there were any better parts for them.
Having struck fear into the hearts of approximately half the populace, Zechs was now sulking in his room. As children, it was mostly Relena who tended to chuck tantrums, but Milli reserved his rights to having a good hissy fit every once in a while. When he did, he did it very well. Almost too well, one might say.
So whichever way, Zechs was currently maintaining a not-so-dignified silence while he seethed in his room. He had long since shattered all the breakable and non-valuable items in the vicinity, so he was left feeling wrathful and itching to destroy something else.
If just wasn't fair. Why did stupid Trieze have to be so stupid? He was so irritatingly oblivious that it was just not funny anymore. Not to mention the fact that he had to go developing a crush on a goddamn Gundam pilot. GAH!
It was obvious to all but Treize that Zechs was suffering from a bout of extreme jealousy. Okay, so maybe Wufei was cute. Maybe he had an adorable justice complex. Maybe he- damn. This wasn't getting him anywhere he wanted to go. Now he was jealous twice over!
Milliardo consoled himself with the reflection that at least his hair was longer and prettier that Wufei's. Who cared if it looked slightly feminine? By now, his hair had out-grown pretty much everyone's, including Relena. Only Dorothy and Duo Maxwell could beat him in that respect. Ah, he knew there was a reason for the grudging respect and rivalry he felt towards the braided loud mouth.
However, all this hair-worship came to nothing when Zechs recalled that Treize didn't seem to notice. Zechs could flaunt his gorgeous white gold locks all he wanted, but Treize would probably never pay it or him the attention that either deserved. It was tough, being in love with an oblivious twit.
Milli felt utterly miserable and was working himself up to all new levels of melancholy. No matter what he did, it seemed that Treize would never notice him. Not the way he'd like, at any rate. And he'd had such high hopes, too! Sigh.
There was nothing for it but to go harass Wufei. When in times of doubt, bitchiness is the one true road. Besides, it'd give him a great opportunity to cultivate that whole double jealousy thing. Zechs paused. Wait, that wasn't part of the plan! Scratch that!
So terrorising more poor, innocent little underlings, Zechs made his way down to Wufei's room. My, wasn't pilot 05 such a popular little boy today?
Hurling the door open, Milliardo slammed it shut and flopped moodily onto the floor with Wufei's eyes tracking him hostilely. Good Gods, did he feel pathetic.
"What do you want?" Wufei finally ventured suspiciously. Zechs merely shrugged, and Wufei rolled his eyes. This was by far the most idiotic capture he'd had the misfortune to endure, but at least it wasn't all that unpleasant. The furnishing were tasteful, you could give it that.
"Duo sends his regards," Wufei added, more for something to say than anything else. Zechs raised an eyebrow. "Well, more like his mockery and taunts, really," Wufei continued. Zechs snorted. Figured.
After a few more minutes of awkward and pointless silence, Wufei found that his patience was severely limited. "Merquis, is there a reason that you are lurking in my cell? Because this doesn't seem to me to be an overly social call."
Zechs shrugged again, and Wufei blinked. Was it just him, or was Milliardo Peacecraft… pouting? This kept getting weirder and weirder.
Wufei had never considered himself qualified for the role of a counsellor, but these situations only presented you with a limited number of options.
"Alright. I probably don't want to know, but why is a seasoned warrior prince like yourself moping around on the my floor and generally behaving like a bratty five-year-old?" Even as he asked, Wufei wondered if he was making a mistake.
Milliardo's expression grew even more sullen. "Treize."
Astonished, Wufei started sniggering and couldn't stop. Zechs scowled.
"If you don't cease your laughter, I will kill you."
Wufei clapped a hand over his mouth in an attempt to stifle his amusement, trying to collect his composure. "It's not like I'm mocking you, as such." Wufei considered his last statement and amended it. "Well, not much. It's just amusing that your anger is directed at Khushrenada. Now that I think about it, he did look rather bewildered earlier. I almost feel sorry for him. Almost, that is."
Zechs disdained to answer, instead grabbing one of Wufei's pillows and burying his face in it. Wufei floated next to him and patted him awkwardly on the shoulder. He never knew what to do in situations like this- they made him kind of uncomfortable, when all was said and done. At least Milliardo wasn't a dreaded female, though. Thank god for small mercies.
"So…" Wufei began hesitantly, at a loss for words. He didn't quite know what to say, but his curiosity refused to let him leave it. "What did the brainless git do now?"
Milliardo actually blushed. NOW Wufei was intrigued.
"I… he…" Zechs stuttered. Wufei scrunched up his nose in confusion at the inarticulacy. Zechs was normally so eloquent, so… His eyes widened as the apparent realisation struck. He grinned slyly.
"Oh, is that the way it is, hm?" the Chinese pilot purred. Milliardo blush worsened.
"No! That's the problem, he-" Zechs caught up to what he was saying and groaned. "I hate you."
Wufei frowned slightly, thinking over what Milli had just let slip. "Wait. You mean that you like Treize? As in, like like?"
Zechs whimpered and hid his face in the pillow again, clapping his hands over his ears for good measure. Wufei began to feel absurdly like a teenage girl at some sort of stupid social event or something. He sighed. The injustice of it all.
"So where exactly is the problem? You like him. Big deal. I mean, he's obviously gay."
Milliardo peeked through his bangs warily. "Obviously?"
Wufei waved a hand dismissively. "Think about it. He has a good dress sense, he's elegant, he's tidy, he cares about his appearance, he's polite, he's honourable, and he's obsessed with roses. He must be gay. No self-respecting straight man could be that… that… that gay."
Zechs tilted his head dubiously. "I suppose. But he's a widow. And he has a daughter. Besides, half those things apply to you. Especially the honour bit. Doesn't that make you gay by definition?"
"Well, when you think about it, Treize is actually rather cu- NO!"
Milliardo wore an expression that practically screamed 'you just keep on deluding yourself.'
"Anyway," Wufei went on hastily. "I still don't see where the trouble is."
"My trouble is that Treize is a bloody idiot who wouldn't see a crush if it bit him on the goddamn nose! Adding to that, he's gone and formed an infatuation with you!" Milli wailed. As Wufei's eyes widened with horror, Zechs slapped himself in the forehead. "Shit. Me and my big mouth."
"INJUSTICE!"
The scream echoed throughout the whole kingdom.
Zechs turns out to be a tad bratty in this. And there is just a hint of OOC ness about it all. At one point Wuffie was all but morphing into Duo. O_o; Oh, well. All in the name of humour, I guess.
Next time: The storm! Progressively from Duo, Trowa and Quatre's perspectives! Don't know who first, though.
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