"In The Stars" Chapter 4

Wufei noticed in the following class sessions since the cheating incident that Milliardo hadn't been in his usual seat in the front row. Duo plopped down in the seat between him and Quatre, his smile ever present.

"I'm actually glad he's been gone," Quatre said earning him a shocked expression from Duo.

"Why Quat, I never knew you to dislike someone," Duo said making the blonde blush.

"He just hogs the discussions, that's why," Quatre tried to explain earning a snicker from the braided man.

"Leave him alone," Trowa said behind them. "You're glad he's been absent too."

"Wonder why?" Heero threw in changing the subject.

"I heard something about stealing answers," Quatre offered, "for the last test, that's why Professor Khushrenda threw it out and gave us that essay test."

"Who knew he'd cheat in his 'favorite professors' class," Duo said before looking at Wufei who had been pretty quiet all day. "Hey Wu you okay?"

Wufei looked at him before nodding. He really wasn't sure why he was he finding it harder and harder to speak with Treize. The way the man looked at him anymore did strange things to his emotions. Kind of like when Duo gets around Heero without the others there.

Suddenly blonde hair flashed into the room and charged up the stairs. It took Wufei a moment to realize who it was. Milliardo Peacecraft stormed toward him but Wufei jumped out his seat to avoid the taller man, out of the corner of his eye he saw Duo jump up as well.

"Why do you think you are?" Milliardo demanded reaching to grab the shorter man, Wufei avoided him easily. "You little shit, this isn't over! What makes you think Professor Khushrenda would be interested in a cheater?" He almost screamed startling the rest of the class who hadn't seen him come in.

"I don't know what the hell you're taking about!" Wufei finally said. "You were the one who stole the answers and planted them on me."

"Mr. Peacecraft you are on probation as it is now get out of my classroom," Treize's voice called startling both men.

In one final effort Milliardo threw his fist at Wufei who ducked out of the way. Only he hadn't realized how close to the table they were and drove his left shoulder into the side of it. He bit back his sudden cry of pain refusing to give the man the satisfaction. Milliardo stormed out of the room about as quickly as he came.

Everyone returned to their seats, Wufei almost collapsing in his. "Are you okay?" Duo asked in concern his hands moving to Wufei's shoulder.

"Fine," Wufei grumbled pushing the hands away with his right one. "How long?"

"He heard everything Mil said, came in not thirty seconds after the bastard," Duo answered still watching Wufei.

"I'll be okay, at least physically," Wufei assured the braided man as Treize cleared his throat to begin his lecture.

Duo walked beside Wufei who had raced out of the room the moment Treize let them go. The braided man smiled earning him a glance of daggers from his friend. "Well now it won't be hanging over your head," Duo said trying to look at the bright side.

"It never was!" Wufei hissed. "Maybe he'll just forget about it, my reply pretty clearly said that I'm not interest."

"Actually it pretty clearly said you were trying to hide it," Quatre pointed out stepping up beside Duo.

"Damn it!" Wufei hissed about to toss his bag when an intense pain shot through his shoulder and arm. He gritted his teeth trying to force it back.

"Are you sure that shoulder is okay, you hit the table pretty hard," Heero's voice asked behind them. The three turned to see their two other friends.

"It's fine!" He gritted out slinging his bag over his other shoulder.

"Right," Heero agreed in a voice that said he didn't believe the Chinese man.

Duo got that concerned look on his face again. "Wu maybe you should---"

"I'm fine damn it, now just drop it," he cut off whatever Duo was going to suggest.

Wufei hissed as a hand fell on his left shoulder. He spun around only to be looking at a solid chest he recognized way too easily. His dark eyes slowly lifted to meet the blue of Treize's. "Are you all right? You left before I could ask; I saw how you hit that table."

"Shit, how many more people are going to ask?" Wufei demanded trying to hide his sudden blush with anger. "I'm freakin' fine, now if you'll excuse me."

Except the hand on his shoulder tightened a small bit, instead of releasing him, causing the pain to radiate more sharply. Wufei bit back another hiss, while trying not to flinch. "Your friends are right; it seems a bit more serious than that. Are you going to go to the care center?"

"Hadn't planned on it," Wufei grumbled finding himself unable to meet Treize's concerned gaze. He wanted so badly to understand why the man cared and why he was starting to act differently around him.

"I think you should, it could be something serious," Treize said watching the younger man closely.

"I'll be sure to do that," Wufei agreed if only to get away from the man. "Now excuse me."

Treize released him the look in his eyes almost suggesting he didn't believe Wufei would really go. Wufei quietly stepped around him to continue down the hall. The other four followed in a strange silence.

Once they were out of hearing range Duo whistled. "You know Wu, he seemed generally concerned. I'd say he just might return those feelings Mil blurted out for you."

"How man times do I have to tell you!" Wufei growled still somewhat angry. "I. Do. Not. Like. Treize!"

The other three looked at him but didn't say anything. Duo just kind of smiled at the answer. "Are you sure, remember what I said before? You've changed how you act around him. You haven't said anything in class lately, even when he catches us talking. You defended him when I thought he was so stiff. You can't tell me you still feel the same about him..."

"I can and I will so just back off," Wufei replied before storming off and disappearing into the crowd of students.

He slowed his pace when he knew no one had followed him. Looking around he found himself on that grassy hill he'd woken up to this place on. He didn't know why all of sudden he was acting so angry. Why had Treize shown him such concern? If he hadn't Wufei was sure he could easily brush whatever he had been feeling out of his system. Only now it seemed to bury those damn feelings deeper. He dumped his bag onto the grass before sitting down, his shoulder throbbing. This kind of injury in his own world wouldn't have gained a look. While in this place everyone seemed to really care, even Treize. Was he really changing? Was he becoming someone else? He felt the same but that didn't mean he wasn't changing.

Laying back he finally let out a cry as his shoulder hit the ground. Was he becoming weak? He opened his eyes to stare at the cloud littered but clear blue sky. This place was absolutely beautiful compared to the world he had known before, that was torn by war.

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