Wilde's Requiem
Gwing AU: ^^ Zechs is not a rock star, he's a god!
Cherries
Monday Part Four: After School
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Walking home the boys hadn't spoken much. Heero was still sleepy and not looking forward to the rest of his night. Duo was still mad at Heero, so when Hilde pulled over with her car, he left with her. Heero yawned, "I'm tired. See you guys later." The ruffled haired boy walked off in the direction of Relena's parked car and the group of preppy young girls beside it.
Quatre shook his head and limped on with his crutches. Trowa was carrying Quatre's books and walked ahead of the little group until he noticed Wufei lagging behind. Quatre followed Trowa's eyes to Wufei. The youngest boy was leaning against a tree and twirling a strand of hair in his fingers. The wind calmly brushed against his loose strands of ebony while he stared up at the sky.
Quatre giggled, "Cupid." A heavy sigh from Trowa signaled Quatre to keep walking onwards to his apartment. "Trowa you want to just leave him?" Trowa looked back, and then shook his head. "He knows the way. Besides you shouldn't stay on that leg. Come on." Quatre shrugged and kept on. The last person he wanted to pick a fight with was Trowa. The two walked on towards Quatre's apartment, which served as the boys 'clubhouse'.
Wufei watched the two move on towards the apartment and sighed. //"That's not fair Mr. Khushrenada. To play like that... you jerk." //
His attention was soon centered on a beautiful blue corvette pulling up to the front of the school. Treize walked over to meet the beautiful blonde driver of the amazing car.
//"I see then. That must be the musician. Of course he'd be beautiful and perfect. I wonder why you've been flirting with me, when you have that to come home to." //
The car backed around and stopped in front of Wufei. Treize sat in the passenger seat and the young blonde driver occupied himself with adjusting his mirror.
Treize smiled and folded his arms. He put on his best 'serious teacher look.' "Well, it's after school now Mr. Chang. Do your parents know where you are?" The blonde raised an eyebrow, and then in a beautiful voice, "Could you be anymore obvious Treize. How lame." Treize hushed his partner and looked back to the boy. "I should introduce you. This is Milliard Peacecraft. You already know his sister, Relena."
Wufei gasped, "Really? You look nothing alike!" Milliard removed his sunglasses, revealing a stunning pair of Icelandic blue eyes. "Oh, really. I hadn't noticed. Actually, she takes more after our mother, but unfortunately I look exactly like my father."
Treize laughed. "It's not unfortunate, you're very beautiful." Milliard sighed. "Oh? Then why are trying to have me pick a kid up for you?" Treize laughed again and got out of the car. "This my darling prince, is no ordinary kid. You said you needed some new lyrics and whatnot for that song of yours, well I just happen to have found a very good writer for you."
Milliard smiled, which seemed like a beam of glorious light to Wufei and said, "Really. Then do get in Mr. Chang." The young blonde put his shades back on. Treize opened the side door to let him slide in the back. Treize bowed, "Do get in. I'll explain when we get there, Posey."
Wufei frowned. //"Posey?" //
He sat in, a bit reluctantly but he got in. "Alright, Mr. Khushrenada, but no promises. If I have to call the police, I might." Treize laughed remembering their earlier conversation as he sat in beside Milliard. "Don't worry Wufei. I won't do anything you don't consent to."
Wufei sat quiet while Milliard drove off. //"Beautiful car! I'd like a chance to take it for a ride." //
He was leaning on the door to look at the road go by. Treize snapped, "Careful child! Do put on your seatbelt!" Wufei came off the edge, shaken by the tone of Treize's voice, and buckled up. "Sorry sir." Milliard laughed, pulling into a stoplight. "Really Treize. You can't make a proposal if you sound like such a horrible teacher." Treize rolled his eyes, "My darling Milli, I am a horrible teacher. I kept students for detention today, didn't I Posey." He looked back at Wufei.
Wufei raised his eyebrow at the foreign name. //"Who the hell is Posey?" //, thought the boy.
Milliard took notice of Wufei's confused look. "Don't mind him child." The blonde driver turned the car into a quiet neighborhood. "He always gives people odd or embarrassing nicknames. Mine couldn't be any worst."
Treize was frowning. "I do not give out horrible names to everyone!" The car stopped in front of a lovely three-storied house. Treize watched as Milliard calmly went over the side and opened the house door. "You do too, Treize," he said beckoning Wufei to follow. Wufei shook his head. He wasn't sure about hopping over the edge of his teacher's car. Instead he walked out after Treize.
Treize took Wufei's hand and walked him inside. The three stood in the hallway opening to the lovely front room of the house. Wufei held his breath. "Wow." Treize continued to hold the boy's hand. "Lovely isn't it? He designed it." Treize pointed to Milliard who was already sitting on the big white overstuffed sofa adjacent to an attractive glass coffee table adorned with two picture frames and an angel statuette.
Wufei sat opposite of Milliard on another sofa and looked around the beautiful room. It was pretty simple, but the comfortable lighting and the white and rose furniture adorned it beautifully. The stereo system to his right was big enough to be in any bachelor's pad and the original artwork of young men was astounding.
Wufei walked up to one looked closely for the artist's signature. He found none. "Who did those paintings, Mr. Khushrenada?" Treize was in the neat little kitchen to the side getting tea. Treize answered, "Those were done by the artist opposite you my boy."
Milliard smiled modestly. "I've given that up Treize, now all I do is write my music. But I have a difficult time writing lyrics you see." Wufei nodded. There was a chance of this offer really being honest. "I see then. So you just want me to help with writing the lyrics."
Milliard pouted. "I'm not sure about Treize's intents, but that's all I wanted." Treize laughed as he came out with the tea tray. "Oh do be quiet Milli!" He offered a cup to Wufei and smiled. "Surely you could forgive my behavior otherwise."
Milliard sat his cup down, "Excuse me. What behavior." He looked in Wufei's direction. "Did he do something to you, boy?" Wufei gulped and looked off to the ceiling, then back a Milliard. "No sir." Milliard frowned and roughly punched Treize's shoulder. "You bastard! How could you!"
Treize rubbed his now offended arm. Looking off to space he asked, "What are you talking about my Prince. I didn't hear him say anything." He smiled innocently.
Wufei couldn't help but let out a giggle, which caught Milliard's attention. "Fine then. Lets set up an appropriate date to meet again. I'm dreadfully tired as it is from rehearsal. Treize be a dear and clean up here. Thank you darling." The young blonde removed his jacket and started for the stairway and stopped. "Do not flirt with him please, Treize." He went on and left the two alone.
Treize smiled slyly, as if he hadn't heard a word from Milliard. "Well then darling. Do you want a ride home or what?" Wufei hadn't heard. He was quite lost in thought.
//"I could always just say 'no' and walk out, but if I agree... I could show up here for a while... I think. No, that's not it. Yes it is. Just some work right? No, that's not it. I suppose I could just sit here and be quiet... Where'd he go?" //
Wufei was finally looking up, but Treize had moved. "Something wrong," said Treize from beside the nervous child. Wufei was taken aback. "You, how'd you get over there?" Treize teased. "I'm checking you out what do you think." Wufei blushed and turned his head. "But your... um... he said to just take me home, or was that you... I mean... " Treize leaned over and ran his fingers through Wufei's loose hair. "How pretty. I do have such a hair fixation you know. Come on. I'll take you home now."
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TBC
Thanks some more reviewers. ^_^
Gwing AU: ^^ Zechs is not a rock star, he's a god!
Cherries
Monday Part Four: After School
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Walking home the boys hadn't spoken much. Heero was still sleepy and not looking forward to the rest of his night. Duo was still mad at Heero, so when Hilde pulled over with her car, he left with her. Heero yawned, "I'm tired. See you guys later." The ruffled haired boy walked off in the direction of Relena's parked car and the group of preppy young girls beside it.
Quatre shook his head and limped on with his crutches. Trowa was carrying Quatre's books and walked ahead of the little group until he noticed Wufei lagging behind. Quatre followed Trowa's eyes to Wufei. The youngest boy was leaning against a tree and twirling a strand of hair in his fingers. The wind calmly brushed against his loose strands of ebony while he stared up at the sky.
Quatre giggled, "Cupid." A heavy sigh from Trowa signaled Quatre to keep walking onwards to his apartment. "Trowa you want to just leave him?" Trowa looked back, and then shook his head. "He knows the way. Besides you shouldn't stay on that leg. Come on." Quatre shrugged and kept on. The last person he wanted to pick a fight with was Trowa. The two walked on towards Quatre's apartment, which served as the boys 'clubhouse'.
Wufei watched the two move on towards the apartment and sighed. //"That's not fair Mr. Khushrenada. To play like that... you jerk." //
His attention was soon centered on a beautiful blue corvette pulling up to the front of the school. Treize walked over to meet the beautiful blonde driver of the amazing car.
//"I see then. That must be the musician. Of course he'd be beautiful and perfect. I wonder why you've been flirting with me, when you have that to come home to." //
The car backed around and stopped in front of Wufei. Treize sat in the passenger seat and the young blonde driver occupied himself with adjusting his mirror.
Treize smiled and folded his arms. He put on his best 'serious teacher look.' "Well, it's after school now Mr. Chang. Do your parents know where you are?" The blonde raised an eyebrow, and then in a beautiful voice, "Could you be anymore obvious Treize. How lame." Treize hushed his partner and looked back to the boy. "I should introduce you. This is Milliard Peacecraft. You already know his sister, Relena."
Wufei gasped, "Really? You look nothing alike!" Milliard removed his sunglasses, revealing a stunning pair of Icelandic blue eyes. "Oh, really. I hadn't noticed. Actually, she takes more after our mother, but unfortunately I look exactly like my father."
Treize laughed. "It's not unfortunate, you're very beautiful." Milliard sighed. "Oh? Then why are trying to have me pick a kid up for you?" Treize laughed again and got out of the car. "This my darling prince, is no ordinary kid. You said you needed some new lyrics and whatnot for that song of yours, well I just happen to have found a very good writer for you."
Milliard smiled, which seemed like a beam of glorious light to Wufei and said, "Really. Then do get in Mr. Chang." The young blonde put his shades back on. Treize opened the side door to let him slide in the back. Treize bowed, "Do get in. I'll explain when we get there, Posey."
Wufei frowned. //"Posey?" //
He sat in, a bit reluctantly but he got in. "Alright, Mr. Khushrenada, but no promises. If I have to call the police, I might." Treize laughed remembering their earlier conversation as he sat in beside Milliard. "Don't worry Wufei. I won't do anything you don't consent to."
Wufei sat quiet while Milliard drove off. //"Beautiful car! I'd like a chance to take it for a ride." //
He was leaning on the door to look at the road go by. Treize snapped, "Careful child! Do put on your seatbelt!" Wufei came off the edge, shaken by the tone of Treize's voice, and buckled up. "Sorry sir." Milliard laughed, pulling into a stoplight. "Really Treize. You can't make a proposal if you sound like such a horrible teacher." Treize rolled his eyes, "My darling Milli, I am a horrible teacher. I kept students for detention today, didn't I Posey." He looked back at Wufei.
Wufei raised his eyebrow at the foreign name. //"Who the hell is Posey?" //, thought the boy.
Milliard took notice of Wufei's confused look. "Don't mind him child." The blonde driver turned the car into a quiet neighborhood. "He always gives people odd or embarrassing nicknames. Mine couldn't be any worst."
Treize was frowning. "I do not give out horrible names to everyone!" The car stopped in front of a lovely three-storied house. Treize watched as Milliard calmly went over the side and opened the house door. "You do too, Treize," he said beckoning Wufei to follow. Wufei shook his head. He wasn't sure about hopping over the edge of his teacher's car. Instead he walked out after Treize.
Treize took Wufei's hand and walked him inside. The three stood in the hallway opening to the lovely front room of the house. Wufei held his breath. "Wow." Treize continued to hold the boy's hand. "Lovely isn't it? He designed it." Treize pointed to Milliard who was already sitting on the big white overstuffed sofa adjacent to an attractive glass coffee table adorned with two picture frames and an angel statuette.
Wufei sat opposite of Milliard on another sofa and looked around the beautiful room. It was pretty simple, but the comfortable lighting and the white and rose furniture adorned it beautifully. The stereo system to his right was big enough to be in any bachelor's pad and the original artwork of young men was astounding.
Wufei walked up to one looked closely for the artist's signature. He found none. "Who did those paintings, Mr. Khushrenada?" Treize was in the neat little kitchen to the side getting tea. Treize answered, "Those were done by the artist opposite you my boy."
Milliard smiled modestly. "I've given that up Treize, now all I do is write my music. But I have a difficult time writing lyrics you see." Wufei nodded. There was a chance of this offer really being honest. "I see then. So you just want me to help with writing the lyrics."
Milliard pouted. "I'm not sure about Treize's intents, but that's all I wanted." Treize laughed as he came out with the tea tray. "Oh do be quiet Milli!" He offered a cup to Wufei and smiled. "Surely you could forgive my behavior otherwise."
Milliard sat his cup down, "Excuse me. What behavior." He looked in Wufei's direction. "Did he do something to you, boy?" Wufei gulped and looked off to the ceiling, then back a Milliard. "No sir." Milliard frowned and roughly punched Treize's shoulder. "You bastard! How could you!"
Treize rubbed his now offended arm. Looking off to space he asked, "What are you talking about my Prince. I didn't hear him say anything." He smiled innocently.
Wufei couldn't help but let out a giggle, which caught Milliard's attention. "Fine then. Lets set up an appropriate date to meet again. I'm dreadfully tired as it is from rehearsal. Treize be a dear and clean up here. Thank you darling." The young blonde removed his jacket and started for the stairway and stopped. "Do not flirt with him please, Treize." He went on and left the two alone.
Treize smiled slyly, as if he hadn't heard a word from Milliard. "Well then darling. Do you want a ride home or what?" Wufei hadn't heard. He was quite lost in thought.
//"I could always just say 'no' and walk out, but if I agree... I could show up here for a while... I think. No, that's not it. Yes it is. Just some work right? No, that's not it. I suppose I could just sit here and be quiet... Where'd he go?" //
Wufei was finally looking up, but Treize had moved. "Something wrong," said Treize from beside the nervous child. Wufei was taken aback. "You, how'd you get over there?" Treize teased. "I'm checking you out what do you think." Wufei blushed and turned his head. "But your... um... he said to just take me home, or was that you... I mean... " Treize leaned over and ran his fingers through Wufei's loose hair. "How pretty. I do have such a hair fixation you know. Come on. I'll take you home now."
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TBC
Thanks some more reviewers. ^_^