Title: Lustful Dragon

Chapter: Two

Warnings: Yaoi!

Author: East Side

Setting: Modern Day China... With an Emperor...

"You're ours."

The ginger haired man had whispered against Wufei's shivering skin.

Angered, Wufei took a step backwards, attempting to put some distance between himself and the man invading his space but only ended up walking into the blonde mans chest. Startled, he tried to take a step to the side but soft hands around his bare waist stopped his movement. Furious, he lashed out with his right foot, trying to connect with the ginger haired mans body.

The door of Wufei's room opened and a servant of the house walked in, carrying an envelope in his hands. His eyes went wide as he saw the scenario in front of him. The platinum blonde reached out and grabbed his arm pulling him into the room and placing a knife to his throat. Rage flashed in Wufei's face as he realized it was Duo Maxwell, another one of his dearest friends.

He saw Duo wince as the blonde began to apply pressure on the knife. Traces of blood flowed from the broken skin.

"Stop!" Wufei shouted. Startled, the blonde hesitated for a moment. "Please..Don't hurt him. I'll go with you, willingly, if you just let him go." Wufei whispered, tears of frustration welling up in his eyes.

"I cannot just let him leave." The blonde man said.

The man holding the gun to Wufei smiled and said; "No, Zechs, but since Dragon is so intent on us letting him live, we'll just have to take him with us."

Wufei saw the relief in Duos eyes as Zechs put his knife in his boot.

"You try to run and your friend gets shot." He warned Duo as he placed handcuffs on his hands too. Wufei's spirit sunk. He knew Duo could pick the lock on the hand cuffs in seconds flat, but he also knew that his friend would never leave him.

Duos face lit up with that familiar God of Death grin as Zechs grabbed his arm and shoved him to stand beside Wufei.

Zechs picked up the envelope that Duo had brought for Wufei. Zechs sliced it open with the same knife he had used on Duo. He scanned the page while Trieze held his gun trained on Wufei and Duo. Then he read it out loud;

Wufei,

Trowa and I were discovered by Lady Une. We are leaving before they try to separate us. I'm sorry we have no chance to say goodbye, but we will seek you out when this all dies down. You are our dearest friend. We will miss you.

Quatre

"What does he mean by discovered?" Trieze asked.

"None of your damn business." Duo said, earning a swift backhand from Zechs.

"He asked you a question. One of you will answer it." He said menacingly.

Duo wasn't phased a bit. He laughed until he caught sight of a figure entering the room, from the balcony window. This new man wore no expression on his face and had dark unruly hair.

"Heero, has the mark been terminated?" Trieze asked. Heero nodded and met the gaze of Duo's violet orbs.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Duo asked, placing an elbow on Wufei's shoulder. Wufei's eyes went wide with understanding.

"You...killed him." He stated, looking at Heero.

"Killed who?" Duo asked, not understanding.

"The Emperor, baka." Heero said.

Wufei, stunned at the news that his father was dead, tore his gaze from that of his father killer. "What do you plan to do with us now?" Wufei's fists itched to connect with Heero's form.

Heero walked over and grasped Duo's wrist. The braided boy struggled to get out of Heero's grasp, but to no avail. Wufei attempted to help Duo, but with their hands cuffed behind their backs, it was impossible. Trieze merely cocked his gun, stopping Wufei and Duo in their stuggling. Heero simply dragged the now non-protesting boy out onto the balcony.

Wufei watched as Heero made Duo jump the three stories to the ground. Heero followed him immediately after, to make sure Duo wouldn't run, although Wufei was sure Duo would probably be unconscious since his arms were tied behind his back and he wasn't able to catch himself.

Zechs grabbed hold of Wufei's arm and guided him over to the window. The three men jumped. Wufei's body impacted with the ground, and he sat up, dazed. A hand reached out and pulled him to his feet.

He came chest to chest with Trieze, who was still holding that sleek black handgun. Trieze smirked and brought the gun, which had been resting in his hand at his side, up. He dragged the barrel down Wufei's chest. The cold metal made Wufei shiver and the intimacy of the act made his face burn.

Zechs eyed the two and smiled. Walking over to Trieze he leaned in close to the other man, while grasping one of Wufei's hands at the same time, stroking the smooth skin. Trieze, following Zechs example, reached around Wufei and laced his fingers through his unoccupied hand. Wufei visibly tensed. Zechs placed his hand on top of the hand Trieze was using to hold the gun on Wufei's chest.

Together, they dragged the barrel of the gun down...down...

Wufei gasped. "Please...stop." He whispered.

Smiling, Zechs took his hand off the gun and leaned in and placed a soft kiss on Trieze's lips. Wufei watched in awe as the two kissed while holding his hands. Trieze's tongue slid over Zechs bottom lip, silently asking for permission he knew would be granted.

Wufei watched the complicated kiss, his breathing started coming in short pants. Amused and breathless, the two broke the kiss and gazed at Wufei.

"Would you like to join in, Dragon?" Trieze asked. Startled at the question, Wufei shook is head and tried to pull out of the two mens grasp.

"Maybe not today, Dragon. But someday you will." Zechs stated, before releasing his grasp on Wufei.

To Be Continued...

A/N: Please review and tell me what you would like to see in the future chapters!