Pairings: 2x1, 4x3, 6x13, 5x, RxD,

Warnings: biting, blood, gore, vampires, use of language, citrus, AU

Disclaimers: *smiles* don't own them, just wanted to see them bite people is all

Comments: Just a bit of musing, also Relena and Zechs or not related in this. *points up* AU remember? *smirks*

The Vampire Conspiracy 2

The party was as expected. People bustled around showing off their best wear and chattering about probably what was not important in any way. There was a soft atmosphere of sweet classical music, the sounds of the flute and violin mixing together beautifully with the clarinets and the tubas. There were also refreshments like special made wine and little platters filled with a variety of finger foods. A group of people stood around Treize Khushrenada complimenting him on his party and entertainment and all trying to speak to him at the say time.

Heero shook his head watching this show of array. He reached down tugging on the tails of his black tuxedo and tilted his neck back against the tight red bow that was called a tie around his neck. He glanced to the side at Trowa who stood glancing around the room with a bemused smile on his face. He himself wore a black tuxedo much like Heero's except for the tie being green and not a bow. Heero adjusted the bow around his own neck then glanced to the other side at Wufei who wore a white tuxedo instead of black and was grumbling profusely, his arms folded over his chest as he leaned back on the wall.

"...Well my means for a better future must start somewhere, so why not here?" Treize was saying glancing around at the group of guest encircling him. He wore a loose fitting pair of black slacks with white seams. His coat was much the same except a bit more white was in it. He smiled closing his eyes. "Yes, my idea for a better tomorrow is probably only in my dreams, but I will try to make it a reality and.…" Heero sniffed folding his arms over his chest and closing his eyes tuning out the dark blonde male. He'd heard this little speech more than he could count. Treize was really only making people feel that they could rely on him. Funny thing was...they always do just that.

"Heero?" Heero opened his eyes at the voice cringing involuntarily as he recognized the light female voice.

"Relena..." Relena walked up to him, moving with the grace of a woman who held power in her fingertips. She twirled around once in her blue dress and smiled shyly looking up at him. "Well...what do you think? Does it fit me?" Heero watched her for a few seconds then nodded once. Relena smiled clapping her hands excitedly as she giggled. "I thought you'd like it."

"Looks like someone's delirious," Wufei said as an aside to him. Heero nodded his agreement to that pushing to his feet as Dorothy came up to them.

"Miss Relena what are you...oh I see." Dorothy smiled seeing the three men standing against the wall away from the party itself in their own little world. "You boys should learn to mingle in the crowd. You'll never get anywhere standing against the wall you're whole life."

"Stay out of this onna," Wufei grumbled also standing from the wall.

Dorothy rested her hands on her hips. "Now that's not a way to speak to a female of high dignity."

"I see no dignity. Just a little girl playing a being soldier on a battle field she knows nothing about."

Heero shook his head at this little brawl. This he was also used to. He sighed. His life was made up on one big circle that continually ended with the same results. He glanced over at Trowa then blinked when he found the man missing. Apparently he'd wandered somewhere. Now where did he...ah there he was! Trowa looked up from where he was speaking to Treize over in a secluded corner and smiled gesturing for him and Wufei to come over. At last, freedom! Heero nodded then grabbed hold of Wufei's collar giving it a tug.

"Ah! Kisama! Heero, what was that for?!"

Heero ignored him turning and bowing slightly to Relena and Dorothy in turn. "Excuse us. We have business to attend to." He glanced at Wufei tilting his head slightly towards where Trowa was then turned walking off. Wufei frowned a bit confused for a second before catching on and following looking back to give the two girls a meaningful look before catching up.

"So he's finally free to speak huh?"

"Yeah." They stopped next to Trowa, giving a slight nod of acknowledgement to Treize before following him to the back.

"Gentlemen, have a seat and relax," Treize said walking over to a cabinet and pulling out a bottle of scotch and four glasses. Heero nodded glancing around the room. It never seemed to amazing him the neatness, the smoothness that just spoke Treize. A big window set open in the back of the room showed most of the night sky and a portion of the ground that was below them considering they were on the second floor. The cabinet to which all the drinks were kept stood in the corner behind of the room. A big wooden chair sat behind the desk and three smaller versions sat before it. Heero sat in one of those chairs, the one on the left, leaving Wufei to sit in the middle and Trowa to sit on the right side opposite of Heero's own sitting place.

Treize walked up to them handing them each a glass of scotch before heading over to his own seat and sitting down. He took a sip of his drink and sat it down then folded his hands on the table before him looking at them with a smile. "So what brings you gentleman to me this day?"

"Hn." Heero shook his head at the formalities but Wufei spoke before he had a chance to make a comment.

"Treize, this isn't time to be acting civil. Did you succeed or not?" That was the good thing about Wufei, he always got right to the point.

Treize closed his eyes a bit picking up his glass again and sipping from it once more. "Yes. I accomplished what you wanted." He smiled opening his eyes. "From now on you own the Chang, Yuy, Barton Company, under the management of Khushrenada CO." Heero nodded to that, as did the others. This was their big break. They'd finally managed to get their own place of business to which they'd get to do things almost as they pleased. Treize held his glass up signaling for a toast and the others soon followed his example after understanding his intentions. "To partnership and success!" The others nodded to that and clanged their glasses against his before sipping from it.

Trowa cleared his throat and sat the glass down. "So when do we start?"

"In about a week," Treize said setting the glass down and turning his attention fully to them. "We've still got to set it up, not to mention make a web connection for it and hire workers."

"And that'll take a week?" Heero asked looking down at the contents of his glass. He wasn't much of a scotch man…actually he didn't drink often and when he did, he drank sake.

"I'm afraid so dear friend." Wufei opened his mouth to say something but paused as voices and sounds could be heard coming from the ballroom area. The music had stopped. The four friends looked at each other curiously then stood to their feet heading for the door to see what the commotion was about. Heero was the first to exit, considering he was the closest to the door in the first place, but paused just inside the doorway at the sight. The others collided into him but he didn't notice. Trowa frowned and pushed past his friend wanting to see what could have shocked him so much that he couldn't move then paused himself seeing the cause and also froze, just staring. Treize, being tall enough, had been stopped once he saw the cause of problems over the heads of the others. Wufei for his part just frowned wondering what they could be so interested in but soon he was caught by the strange exoticness himself.

Standing in the middle of the room were three males, three beautiful and gorgeous males. But it was out of place for the fact they were dressed informally for a formal party. The tightness of their clothes left almost nothing to the imagination of the other guests. The first thing Heero thought as he looked upon them was Sirens. The three males stood in a relaxed manner as if there were nothing odd about this whole situation…as of they were in control. The guests fidgeted talking in quiet whispers among themselves as they watched.

One of the odd males on the end stood almost like he was leaning back on something, his arms folded over his chest and his long platinum hair draping down his shoulders. The second blond stood on the other side crouched down on the ground almost like a predator watching his prey and toying with it before the kill. And then there was the one in the middle, the one with the extremely long chestnut bang and braid. He stood giving to thoughts that he was the leader of this gang, his arms folded over his own chest yet his eyes looking down, a small smirk played over his face fixated in such a manner it left shivers to those who saw.

For some reason the one in the middle seemed to draw Heero's attention the most so that no matter where he looked his eyes were drawn back to him. But the weird think was, Heero couldn't see the man's eyes, the extremely long bangs blocking sight of them. He narrowed his own a bit. Who were these guys?

TBC…