Playroom
Gundam Wing AU
Cherries
Treize was such an elegant a beautiful man. Why did he have to die! If Gwing wasn't part of UC, why did it keep so well with the Gundam pilots living, and the big important enemy dying? Why! WHY! Treize come back! Come back!
~*~* : flashbacks to Wufei's childhood.
~#~#~#~#~#~: flashbacks to Zechs's childhood.
Part 4: "I'm in trouble."
The garden was beautiful and warm. Wufei stood in the now opened doorway delighting in a breeze of warm air. "It's spring isn't it?" he asked while stepping out onto the soil. Zechs watched him walk out and answered, "Yes, sweet May actually." Wufei walked down the path slowly, marveling in the feel of the outside. The warm air hadn't touched his copper skin in years, he hadn't seen the clear blue without the hindering glass panes of the playroom in so long. "It's so beautiful Zechs."
Zechs decided that now he should probably turn on the disk recorder for their conversations. //"You just watch Sally. I'm going to get him to tell me everything eventually."// He reached into his pocket and clicked the small record button on the side, a process that he had memorized over the last week. He wondered if the intelligent little boy knew, or if he would eventually catch on. He suddenly worried about whether or not he was betraying Wufei's trust. //"What am I worried about, I'm a doctor, sort of, and I have permission to do this sort of thing, in the end it will benefit my patient."//
Wufei had stopped walking and was staring up at the blue sky. "It's so pretty, it's so pretty Zechs. The sky looks just like your blue eyes. You're the only person I've ever seen with eyes exactly like the sky. Azure blue. Wow." The boy starting humming in a low voice and twirled around in a circle. Zechs couldn't help but smile. //"That sweet little thing. Damn, it my conscience!"// Zechs slipped his hand back in his pocket and turned the recorder off. "Enjoying yourself, Wufei?"
The little boy stopped and stared at Zechs with an honest smile across his face. "I haven't done that in a long time either." The little boy ran over to Zechs. "I'm glad we got the patient meeting over with," Wufei said. "I want to spend the rest of the day in here!" Zechs corrected the boy, "Out here, you mean." Wufei smiled again, "Yes. Out here. Outside." He took Zechs's hand. "It's okay now to hold my hand. No one is looking. Come on, show me around." Zechs nodded submissively. "Yes of course, anything you want Wufei." Wufei was sighed and let go of Zechs's hand.
Zechs frowned, "Is something wrong Wufei?" The little boy didn't answer him. Wufei stared dumbly at the ground as old memories washed over him. Wufei made a whimpering sound and then collapse to the ground in a fetal position. He covered his ears with his hands and the too long sleeves of his shirt. "No!! No!!!"
Zechs knelt down and tried to calm the boy. Whatever was wrong, he knew he'd be blamed for. Besides that, Wufei looked like he was in pain. "Wufei! Calm down! Stop screaming and tell me what's wrong with you. Wufei!"
***
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Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Linsu!
Happy birthday to you!
Sung as a happy, young mother assisted her toddler in blowing out the candles on her Little Mermaid birthday cake. "Mama," said Wufei while trying to stand up in his chair, "I want to have the biggest piece!" Ms. Melinda Chang laughed and ruffled her four-year-old boy's hair. "On your fifth birthday sweetie. The biggest piece goes to Lin now." A now familiar voice spoke up from behind the boy's mother. "Come on Mel, give the boy what he wants." Wufei looked up and saw Alfred again. The brunette cowboy was around a lot lately. He always wanted to come and talk to Melinda or play with the cautious toddler. Wufei didn't like him too much.
"Never mind," said the little boy. "I'm not hungry anymore." Melinda laughed at the child's comment and shrugged. She turned and carried the baby off to the other guests, leaving Wufei and Alfred alone. Alfred sighed, "You know you should eat more as it is. You're pretty thin, even for your age. You hardly ate anything last night, champ." Wufei frowned, a completely honest look of disgust that can only be granted from a child. "That's because you were at the table." Alfred laughed and smiled at the boy, "I just want to be your friend Wufei. Is that so bad?" The little boy pouted, "My friends said you were going to try and be my new daddy!" Alfred removed his constant sunglasses and stared at the boy with dull blue eyes.
"You such a sweet little thing, Wufei. Are you worried I'm going to take your mommy away? Don't be sad little man. I won't do that." The small child swallowed, "Then... oh." Alfred laughed and easily lifted the boy up. Before Wufei knew what was happening he was being carried towards his mother. "Hey Mel, does he have another shirt, he gots this covered in ice cream. The little rat." The young mother nodded and pointed to the staircase of her house. "Up in the baby room. Thanks Alfred you're so much help." Melinda smiled and continued slicing pieces of cake for her other guests.
Alfred walked upstairs, without receiving any looks from the other guests. One of Melinda friends giggled, "I bet he wants to marry you Mel, he's always ready to help out with the kids. Melinda smiled, "I know, I'm really lucky aren't I. We use to date until he went away in the army." The other girl nodded, "I remember! Oh and he's so good with kids! I swear he thinks he's a four year old himself!" Melinda couldn't help but laugh, "Of course, but he's still a man. I hope he does ask me to marry him. Wufei needs a father to look up to. I shouldn't raise my children as a single mother, think of all the problems."
Just as that Melinda spoke, Alfred had reached Wufei's bedroom. "Here we are little man. Now just sit on your bed, and old Alfred is going to find you something to wear, okay." Wufei sat on his bed feeling uncomfortable. He really didn't like being alone with this man. "I can change my own clothes, and it isn't that much ice cream! Go away!" Alfred sucked his teeth, "Be quiet! Now where in the hell is. aw, how cute." He pulled out a small red short-sleeved shirt. "You'd look so adorable in this." He walked over to the little boy. "I want you to like me Wufei. Why don't you like me?"
Wufei frowned and took the shirt out of Alfred's hands. "I can dress myself!" Alfred decided to back off for the moment. "You know I've noticed how well you speak little man, what grade are you in?" Wufei smiled. He always smiled when someone mentioned his passion that was school. "I'm in the third grade. They skip me up because I can read and multiply and add and divide already." Alfred whistled out of wonder, "Really? Eh, now, you're some kind of little genius aren't you?" Wufei nodded, "Yep." He took Alfred's hand and led the man outside of the little bedroom. Alfred thought the boy was finally opening up to him. "Here, my mother's nice hallway, you know."
Alfred nodded, "Yeah, your mother is a very good decorator." Wufei smiled, "Yes of course she is, stay here, I'll go get you a present Alfred." Alfred smiled, showing his teeth and scaring the boy a little. "What do you have for me, little boy?" Wufei frowned, "Something good okay, hold on." The boy ran quickly into his room.
Alfred stood outside and waited until nearly twenty minutes passed. He frowned when he finally realized a four-year old had tricked him. "Wufei," growled the young man. "Wufei!" Alfred was getting angry but before he could try kicking the door down, Melinda called from the foot of the staircase. "Has he been giving you trouble Alfred? It's okay sweetie, I'll go get him. I was wondering what took you so long. That boy is so silly." Alfred took a deep breath as he saw the door open. Wufei peeked out and saw his mother and sister downstairs. "We were just playing," said Alfred. "He played a good joke on me, didn't ya champ." Wufei nodded and cautiously walked out the room, now wearing another white shirt, not the red one. Melinda laughed and opened her arms, "Come here sweetie. My wonderfully adorable little boy."
Alfred frowned as Wufei ran down the stairs and leaped into his mother's arms. Wufei looked up and was the only one to see the disappointed look on the man. //"You are a bad man, Alfred. A very bad man." //
***
Zechs resorted to shaking Wufei's shoulders instead of calling for assistance. "Please wake up Wufei!" The boy continued to lie with his hands covering his ears. "I'm in trouble," thought Zechs out loud. Suddenly the young man sat up and stared pleadingly into Zechs's eyes. "Please, please don't let him get me Zechs, please. A very, very bad man!" Zechs frowned. This was putting a damper on his week. "Wufei, what bad man? What bad man are you talking about?"
Wufei returned to his senses and tried to calm down. During his tantrum, the boy's long silk black hair was untied. Wufei bit his lower lip and tried to tuck some of the loose strands behind his ears. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that. Can we just go further into the garden please."
For the moment, Zechs wasn't listening. The loose black hair had his attention. //"Oh my. What pretty hair he has, his skin still is a lovely copper, despite his retreat into the building. When was the last time he had any sun on that soft lovely skin. what? Soft, lovely skin? Oh god. I'm in trouble." // as it was a habit of his, Zechs slapped the side of his head and blew his bangs out his suddenly. He was going to need a cold shower.
Wufei didn't notice Zechs until the man visibly abused the side of his gold head. "Zechs? Did that hurt? You just slapped yourself." Zechs blinked back into reality. "Sorry, just a little internal monologue." The boy frowned, "Was it about me? Are you going to tell Sally I zoned out? If you do she'll think it's your fault. I won't see you again." The blonde shook his head, "No of course not. Wufei, I want us to be completely honest with each other." He pulled out his tape recorder. "I've decided not to record our conversations without asking permission first." He handed the square gadget to the boy. Wufei smiled, "You mean you won't tell Sally anything?"
Zechs took a deep breath, //"I'm in trouble."// He nodded and took the recorder back and sat it on the path. "There now, to the back of the garden we go." Zechs stood up and offered his hand to Wufei. "Shall we?" The boy nodded and reached out. "Yes okay." With that he walked a little ahead of Zechs, skipping lightly and humming to himself. Zechs was still trying to get his mind back in proper order. //"I definitely can't tell Treize, that's out of the question. He's terribly jealous. Even if I never act on any of my feelings, he'll be terribly jealous. Sweet old sod." //
***
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A tall young ten year old walked home on a snowy path, ignoring the catcalls from his older classmates and holding his little sister's hand. Up until one became a bit too descriptive. "Hey Zechs!" Cried a boy with red hair and brown eyes. "Turn around when I'm talking to you, pretty boy! You heard me didn't you? Have you gone deaf? Did someone fuck the hearing out of you! I bet you liked it! Hey come here! I'm going to pull your hair and other things!" Zechs walked faster. He didn't need such talk in front of his six year old sister. Besides, he was almost home. Treize would be at home.
However, the boy found himself standing still, after a hard ball of snow crashed into the back of his flaxen head. He whirled around and finally faced his tormentor. "Richard Haley! Grow up, you little codpiece!" The attacker, Richard was twelve years old, and obviously passing through puberty. Relena mustered up what courage she had and with all her Peacecraft pride, flipped the older boy off. "You're just jealous 'cause no one likes you and your hair is ugly!" She topped it off by sticking her tongue out and blowing a raspberry. Zechs couldn't help but laugh, "She's right." He took his sister's hand and continued onward, until their obstacle returned.
Four boys rushed towards the pair and grabbed Relena. Meanwhile, Richard tackled Zechs into the snow. He straddled the boy's lap and made kissing and cooing sounds. The boys holding Relena were cheering their leader on, "Way to go Richey! Show him what he's good for!" Zechs had enough of his torture. "That's it!" He forced one free hand into a fist and swung at the boy atop of him. "Get off of me!"
"Zechs!" called out a concerned voice from a car. Treize stepped out of his friends car and rushed over the scene. He slapped the boys holding Relena and ran over to help Zechs up. "Good shot," he said, admiring Richard's bloody nose. Richard stood up and ran after his friends calling out, "I'll get you later, when you're boyfriend's not around!"
Treize sighed, "Are you alright Milli? Did he hurt you?" Zechs shook his head and lifted Relena in his arms. "I'm fine Treize, I liked that part." Treize eyes grew wide. "What? Milli you can't mean you like those boys! They're complete scum! Just for that, you're not ever leaving the house again. For now on, it's just home schooling!" Zechs laughed, "That's not what I meant! My fingers hurt, but I think I broke his nose!" Relena nodded and hopped down from her brother's arms. "Good damn thing if you did!" With that the six year old trotted off to the car. Treize raised an eyebrow, "Where on earth did she get that from?" Zechs smiled, "Since we've lived with you, she's picked up all sorts of things from your father."
***
Zechs sighed as he returned to the present. He was sitting beside the boy that stirred so much in him suddenly. Wufei had removed his little black slippers and dangled his feet into a pond. The wind still blew warm breezes across the garden and every string of hair on the boy's head responded lightly. Zechs took a deep breath again, "What do you want to talk about, Wufei." The boy didn't respond. Zechs removed his own shoes and dangled his bigger feet in the water and was rewarded with a laugh. "You have big feet Zechs." Wufei playfully kicked the blonde's leg. Zechs shrugged, "All the better to hold me up." Wufei giggled and sat back.
"Zechs," the boy started while staring up at the sky. "I heard someone say once that big feet meant big man. My feet are small, does that mean I'm not going to get taller?" Zechs heart had stopped after the first sentence. "Pardon?" Wufei frowned and moved closer to Zechs. "Never mind. I don't want to be taller anyway. I can sneak around at this height. Are you married?" Zechs knitted his eyebrows. "No, not exactly." Wufei leaned his head on Zechs's shoulder. "Then you don't have any children yet?"
Zechs nodded, "Not yet, and probably never." Wufei frowned. "If I could, I would have lots of children. They'd all be girls and have long hair to brush and pretty dresses." Zechs was feeling a little calmer. At least the boy was talking to him. "A gang of Chang daughters sounds interesting. You would have to have a pretty wife I suppose." Wufei nodded, "I don't want to get married. Married people are confused." Zechs chuckled, "Then where do you suppose you'll get all those daughters from?"
Wufei moved unexpectedly and looked Zechs in the eye. "Could you have my children?"
The last Zechs heard was the splash sound that proceeded as he fell into the shallow pond.
TBC
Micky: Is Camey having your kids J-san?
Aki: That is physically impossible. Besides, he doesn't like kids.
Micky: You could always adopt right?
Aki: Yep, but I don't like kids either.
Gundam Wing AU
Cherries
Treize was such an elegant a beautiful man. Why did he have to die! If Gwing wasn't part of UC, why did it keep so well with the Gundam pilots living, and the big important enemy dying? Why! WHY! Treize come back! Come back!
~*~* : flashbacks to Wufei's childhood.
~#~#~#~#~#~: flashbacks to Zechs's childhood.
Part 4: "I'm in trouble."
The garden was beautiful and warm. Wufei stood in the now opened doorway delighting in a breeze of warm air. "It's spring isn't it?" he asked while stepping out onto the soil. Zechs watched him walk out and answered, "Yes, sweet May actually." Wufei walked down the path slowly, marveling in the feel of the outside. The warm air hadn't touched his copper skin in years, he hadn't seen the clear blue without the hindering glass panes of the playroom in so long. "It's so beautiful Zechs."
Zechs decided that now he should probably turn on the disk recorder for their conversations. //"You just watch Sally. I'm going to get him to tell me everything eventually."// He reached into his pocket and clicked the small record button on the side, a process that he had memorized over the last week. He wondered if the intelligent little boy knew, or if he would eventually catch on. He suddenly worried about whether or not he was betraying Wufei's trust. //"What am I worried about, I'm a doctor, sort of, and I have permission to do this sort of thing, in the end it will benefit my patient."//
Wufei had stopped walking and was staring up at the blue sky. "It's so pretty, it's so pretty Zechs. The sky looks just like your blue eyes. You're the only person I've ever seen with eyes exactly like the sky. Azure blue. Wow." The boy starting humming in a low voice and twirled around in a circle. Zechs couldn't help but smile. //"That sweet little thing. Damn, it my conscience!"// Zechs slipped his hand back in his pocket and turned the recorder off. "Enjoying yourself, Wufei?"
The little boy stopped and stared at Zechs with an honest smile across his face. "I haven't done that in a long time either." The little boy ran over to Zechs. "I'm glad we got the patient meeting over with," Wufei said. "I want to spend the rest of the day in here!" Zechs corrected the boy, "Out here, you mean." Wufei smiled again, "Yes. Out here. Outside." He took Zechs's hand. "It's okay now to hold my hand. No one is looking. Come on, show me around." Zechs nodded submissively. "Yes of course, anything you want Wufei." Wufei was sighed and let go of Zechs's hand.
Zechs frowned, "Is something wrong Wufei?" The little boy didn't answer him. Wufei stared dumbly at the ground as old memories washed over him. Wufei made a whimpering sound and then collapse to the ground in a fetal position. He covered his ears with his hands and the too long sleeves of his shirt. "No!! No!!!"
Zechs knelt down and tried to calm the boy. Whatever was wrong, he knew he'd be blamed for. Besides that, Wufei looked like he was in pain. "Wufei! Calm down! Stop screaming and tell me what's wrong with you. Wufei!"
***
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Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Linsu!
Happy birthday to you!
Sung as a happy, young mother assisted her toddler in blowing out the candles on her Little Mermaid birthday cake. "Mama," said Wufei while trying to stand up in his chair, "I want to have the biggest piece!" Ms. Melinda Chang laughed and ruffled her four-year-old boy's hair. "On your fifth birthday sweetie. The biggest piece goes to Lin now." A now familiar voice spoke up from behind the boy's mother. "Come on Mel, give the boy what he wants." Wufei looked up and saw Alfred again. The brunette cowboy was around a lot lately. He always wanted to come and talk to Melinda or play with the cautious toddler. Wufei didn't like him too much.
"Never mind," said the little boy. "I'm not hungry anymore." Melinda laughed at the child's comment and shrugged. She turned and carried the baby off to the other guests, leaving Wufei and Alfred alone. Alfred sighed, "You know you should eat more as it is. You're pretty thin, even for your age. You hardly ate anything last night, champ." Wufei frowned, a completely honest look of disgust that can only be granted from a child. "That's because you were at the table." Alfred laughed and smiled at the boy, "I just want to be your friend Wufei. Is that so bad?" The little boy pouted, "My friends said you were going to try and be my new daddy!" Alfred removed his constant sunglasses and stared at the boy with dull blue eyes.
"You such a sweet little thing, Wufei. Are you worried I'm going to take your mommy away? Don't be sad little man. I won't do that." The small child swallowed, "Then... oh." Alfred laughed and easily lifted the boy up. Before Wufei knew what was happening he was being carried towards his mother. "Hey Mel, does he have another shirt, he gots this covered in ice cream. The little rat." The young mother nodded and pointed to the staircase of her house. "Up in the baby room. Thanks Alfred you're so much help." Melinda smiled and continued slicing pieces of cake for her other guests.
Alfred walked upstairs, without receiving any looks from the other guests. One of Melinda friends giggled, "I bet he wants to marry you Mel, he's always ready to help out with the kids. Melinda smiled, "I know, I'm really lucky aren't I. We use to date until he went away in the army." The other girl nodded, "I remember! Oh and he's so good with kids! I swear he thinks he's a four year old himself!" Melinda couldn't help but laugh, "Of course, but he's still a man. I hope he does ask me to marry him. Wufei needs a father to look up to. I shouldn't raise my children as a single mother, think of all the problems."
Just as that Melinda spoke, Alfred had reached Wufei's bedroom. "Here we are little man. Now just sit on your bed, and old Alfred is going to find you something to wear, okay." Wufei sat on his bed feeling uncomfortable. He really didn't like being alone with this man. "I can change my own clothes, and it isn't that much ice cream! Go away!" Alfred sucked his teeth, "Be quiet! Now where in the hell is. aw, how cute." He pulled out a small red short-sleeved shirt. "You'd look so adorable in this." He walked over to the little boy. "I want you to like me Wufei. Why don't you like me?"
Wufei frowned and took the shirt out of Alfred's hands. "I can dress myself!" Alfred decided to back off for the moment. "You know I've noticed how well you speak little man, what grade are you in?" Wufei smiled. He always smiled when someone mentioned his passion that was school. "I'm in the third grade. They skip me up because I can read and multiply and add and divide already." Alfred whistled out of wonder, "Really? Eh, now, you're some kind of little genius aren't you?" Wufei nodded, "Yep." He took Alfred's hand and led the man outside of the little bedroom. Alfred thought the boy was finally opening up to him. "Here, my mother's nice hallway, you know."
Alfred nodded, "Yeah, your mother is a very good decorator." Wufei smiled, "Yes of course she is, stay here, I'll go get you a present Alfred." Alfred smiled, showing his teeth and scaring the boy a little. "What do you have for me, little boy?" Wufei frowned, "Something good okay, hold on." The boy ran quickly into his room.
Alfred stood outside and waited until nearly twenty minutes passed. He frowned when he finally realized a four-year old had tricked him. "Wufei," growled the young man. "Wufei!" Alfred was getting angry but before he could try kicking the door down, Melinda called from the foot of the staircase. "Has he been giving you trouble Alfred? It's okay sweetie, I'll go get him. I was wondering what took you so long. That boy is so silly." Alfred took a deep breath as he saw the door open. Wufei peeked out and saw his mother and sister downstairs. "We were just playing," said Alfred. "He played a good joke on me, didn't ya champ." Wufei nodded and cautiously walked out the room, now wearing another white shirt, not the red one. Melinda laughed and opened her arms, "Come here sweetie. My wonderfully adorable little boy."
Alfred frowned as Wufei ran down the stairs and leaped into his mother's arms. Wufei looked up and was the only one to see the disappointed look on the man. //"You are a bad man, Alfred. A very bad man." //
***
Zechs resorted to shaking Wufei's shoulders instead of calling for assistance. "Please wake up Wufei!" The boy continued to lie with his hands covering his ears. "I'm in trouble," thought Zechs out loud. Suddenly the young man sat up and stared pleadingly into Zechs's eyes. "Please, please don't let him get me Zechs, please. A very, very bad man!" Zechs frowned. This was putting a damper on his week. "Wufei, what bad man? What bad man are you talking about?"
Wufei returned to his senses and tried to calm down. During his tantrum, the boy's long silk black hair was untied. Wufei bit his lower lip and tried to tuck some of the loose strands behind his ears. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that. Can we just go further into the garden please."
For the moment, Zechs wasn't listening. The loose black hair had his attention. //"Oh my. What pretty hair he has, his skin still is a lovely copper, despite his retreat into the building. When was the last time he had any sun on that soft lovely skin. what? Soft, lovely skin? Oh god. I'm in trouble." // as it was a habit of his, Zechs slapped the side of his head and blew his bangs out his suddenly. He was going to need a cold shower.
Wufei didn't notice Zechs until the man visibly abused the side of his gold head. "Zechs? Did that hurt? You just slapped yourself." Zechs blinked back into reality. "Sorry, just a little internal monologue." The boy frowned, "Was it about me? Are you going to tell Sally I zoned out? If you do she'll think it's your fault. I won't see you again." The blonde shook his head, "No of course not. Wufei, I want us to be completely honest with each other." He pulled out his tape recorder. "I've decided not to record our conversations without asking permission first." He handed the square gadget to the boy. Wufei smiled, "You mean you won't tell Sally anything?"
Zechs took a deep breath, //"I'm in trouble."// He nodded and took the recorder back and sat it on the path. "There now, to the back of the garden we go." Zechs stood up and offered his hand to Wufei. "Shall we?" The boy nodded and reached out. "Yes okay." With that he walked a little ahead of Zechs, skipping lightly and humming to himself. Zechs was still trying to get his mind back in proper order. //"I definitely can't tell Treize, that's out of the question. He's terribly jealous. Even if I never act on any of my feelings, he'll be terribly jealous. Sweet old sod." //
***
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A tall young ten year old walked home on a snowy path, ignoring the catcalls from his older classmates and holding his little sister's hand. Up until one became a bit too descriptive. "Hey Zechs!" Cried a boy with red hair and brown eyes. "Turn around when I'm talking to you, pretty boy! You heard me didn't you? Have you gone deaf? Did someone fuck the hearing out of you! I bet you liked it! Hey come here! I'm going to pull your hair and other things!" Zechs walked faster. He didn't need such talk in front of his six year old sister. Besides, he was almost home. Treize would be at home.
However, the boy found himself standing still, after a hard ball of snow crashed into the back of his flaxen head. He whirled around and finally faced his tormentor. "Richard Haley! Grow up, you little codpiece!" The attacker, Richard was twelve years old, and obviously passing through puberty. Relena mustered up what courage she had and with all her Peacecraft pride, flipped the older boy off. "You're just jealous 'cause no one likes you and your hair is ugly!" She topped it off by sticking her tongue out and blowing a raspberry. Zechs couldn't help but laugh, "She's right." He took his sister's hand and continued onward, until their obstacle returned.
Four boys rushed towards the pair and grabbed Relena. Meanwhile, Richard tackled Zechs into the snow. He straddled the boy's lap and made kissing and cooing sounds. The boys holding Relena were cheering their leader on, "Way to go Richey! Show him what he's good for!" Zechs had enough of his torture. "That's it!" He forced one free hand into a fist and swung at the boy atop of him. "Get off of me!"
"Zechs!" called out a concerned voice from a car. Treize stepped out of his friends car and rushed over the scene. He slapped the boys holding Relena and ran over to help Zechs up. "Good shot," he said, admiring Richard's bloody nose. Richard stood up and ran after his friends calling out, "I'll get you later, when you're boyfriend's not around!"
Treize sighed, "Are you alright Milli? Did he hurt you?" Zechs shook his head and lifted Relena in his arms. "I'm fine Treize, I liked that part." Treize eyes grew wide. "What? Milli you can't mean you like those boys! They're complete scum! Just for that, you're not ever leaving the house again. For now on, it's just home schooling!" Zechs laughed, "That's not what I meant! My fingers hurt, but I think I broke his nose!" Relena nodded and hopped down from her brother's arms. "Good damn thing if you did!" With that the six year old trotted off to the car. Treize raised an eyebrow, "Where on earth did she get that from?" Zechs smiled, "Since we've lived with you, she's picked up all sorts of things from your father."
***
Zechs sighed as he returned to the present. He was sitting beside the boy that stirred so much in him suddenly. Wufei had removed his little black slippers and dangled his feet into a pond. The wind still blew warm breezes across the garden and every string of hair on the boy's head responded lightly. Zechs took a deep breath again, "What do you want to talk about, Wufei." The boy didn't respond. Zechs removed his own shoes and dangled his bigger feet in the water and was rewarded with a laugh. "You have big feet Zechs." Wufei playfully kicked the blonde's leg. Zechs shrugged, "All the better to hold me up." Wufei giggled and sat back.
"Zechs," the boy started while staring up at the sky. "I heard someone say once that big feet meant big man. My feet are small, does that mean I'm not going to get taller?" Zechs heart had stopped after the first sentence. "Pardon?" Wufei frowned and moved closer to Zechs. "Never mind. I don't want to be taller anyway. I can sneak around at this height. Are you married?" Zechs knitted his eyebrows. "No, not exactly." Wufei leaned his head on Zechs's shoulder. "Then you don't have any children yet?"
Zechs nodded, "Not yet, and probably never." Wufei frowned. "If I could, I would have lots of children. They'd all be girls and have long hair to brush and pretty dresses." Zechs was feeling a little calmer. At least the boy was talking to him. "A gang of Chang daughters sounds interesting. You would have to have a pretty wife I suppose." Wufei nodded, "I don't want to get married. Married people are confused." Zechs chuckled, "Then where do you suppose you'll get all those daughters from?"
Wufei moved unexpectedly and looked Zechs in the eye. "Could you have my children?"
The last Zechs heard was the splash sound that proceeded as he fell into the shallow pond.
TBC
Micky: Is Camey having your kids J-san?
Aki: That is physically impossible. Besides, he doesn't like kids.
Micky: You could always adopt right?
Aki: Yep, but I don't like kids either.