Hey y'all. Thanks to all those people who reviewed! It really meant a lot to me to get feedback seeing as this is a new fandom for me. If you don't want to read anything even remotely dirty, don't read the first sentence of the second section- you have been warned (that was the bit that made me a bit unsure about the rating, so if you think it needs the change, please say so).
Severed Glass- I don't think I really thought about where they areā¦but I would probably say Treize's house. I took all the information about Wufei's wife off another site, and actually he's supposed to have hated her. I tried to make it more about the fact that it was all Treize's fault, not that he was actually really cut up about Meiran. I mean, it's gotta hurt, getting your family killed all over the place, right?
Anyway, here's the next chapter, and I'm pretty sure they'll be just as OOC in this one. Oh well.
"Wufei?" Wufei groaned slightly and screwed his eyes shut tighter. "Wufei, wake up."
"Mm? Treize?"
"Yes." Wufei opened his eyes and looked around. They were in the same room as before, but at the other end, on a massive four-poster bed. He blinked. Hadn't they fallen asleep by the -fire-? Treize seemed to sense his confusion, and smiled. "I woke up at one o clock in the morning and found you asleep. I didn't think either of us would be comfortable on the floor, and I was too tired to take you back to your cell. Not that you will be staying in there any longer, of course."
Wufei looked back at Treize and felt his breath catch in his throat. Treize wasn't wearing a shirt... Treize noticed where he was staring and reached over the side of the bed, picking up his shirt and starting to slip it on again. Wufei took hold of his hands and pushed them back, taking hold of the shirt and tugging it back off Treize's shoulders, leaning against his naked chest. He touched his lips to the smoothly muscled skin and heard Treize gasp softly. "Wufei..."
"Stop talking, you'll only make me even more confused..." He whispered. A few minutes passed awkwardly, then Treize spoke again.
"Wufei..."
"I could have gone. When you fell asleep. But...I didn't want to...and I don't understand it..."
"Wufei..." Treize gently prized Wufei's arms from around him and sat up properly. Wufei slumped back onto the bed and sighed, looking up at Treize. "How can you make me feel this way? I should hate you..."
"There is a very fine line between love and hate." Wufei frowned, then sat up, crawling onto Treize's lap and kissing him on the cheek. Treize snaked his arms around Wufei's waist and kissed him passionately.
Before very long, he had removed Wufei of his shirt and trousers, as Wufei fiddled with the intricate belt stopping him from reaching what he wanted. Treize lay back panting as Wufei finally got his belt off and started to take off his trousers, pulling his boxers with it. He was about to move when he felt Wufei's fingers trailing across his thighs. He lay back and let Wufei have his way...
"Oh God! Wufei!" Treize came into Wufei's mouth, still wondering if this was really right... Wufei sat back, head spinning, swaying dizzily. "W-What am I doing?" He whispered. "I should be trying to kill you, not...not...oh my God..." He covered his mouth with both hands and Treize sat up, touching Wufei's shoulder with concern. He looked into Wufei's eyes and saw the whirling haze of confusion there. "Wufei..."
Wufei collapsed into Treize's arms, head unable to make sense of itself. "I don't know if I want to kill you or kiss you...I-I'm scared..."
"Shh, it's okay. Calm down. Shh." Treize whispered softly, stroking Wufei's hair. With delicate fingers he untied the cloth strip binding Wufei's hair and let it down, running his fingers through it. "Please don't be upset...God Wufei I'm sorry..."
"Why are you sorry? Didn't you enjoy it?"
"Of course I did, but...Wufei are you okay? I should never have let you-"
"I wouldn't have let you stop me."
Treize curled his fingers tightly in Wufei's hair, close to his scalp. "You're...okay?" Wufei nodded. "Then...may I return the favour?" Wufei's eyes widened slightly, but he nodded his consent.
Treize looked over at Wufei fondly. The young man had fallen asleep in front of the fire, where he spent quite a large proportion of his time in the three days since the day in the garden. Over those days, he and Wufei had become much closer. So much so that Treize walked over and felt no guilt about kissing Wufei's cheek as he snored quietly. Wufei stirred in his sleep then opened his eyes. He smiled when he saw Treize and reached up, winding his arms around Treize's neck and pulling himself up, kissing Treize softly on the lips.
Treize smiled back and kissed Wufei again, slipping his tongue into the dragon's mouth, exploring and tasting with eager fervour. Wufei responded with just as much enthusiasm and before long they were sprawled out on the rug in front of the fire, moans mingling with the crackling and hissing of the fire. Treize could feel Wufei's heart beating through his clothes, a quickening, racing beat that echoed the rhythm of his own heart.
If Wufei was not a prisoner...if he was not the leader of OZ...if they were neither of them who they really were then perhaps they could stay like this forever. But no. The other pilots would come, and he would have to let Wufei go. Someone would find out in Romefeller, and he would have to let Wufei go. It was a no-win situation, but he knew the feelings stirring inside him were the closest thing to love he'd ever felt. It was wrong, to love someone who had only just turned sixteen, to allow himself to be intimate with such a person...it was legal, but was it moral?
Of course, that said, Wufei was mature beyond his years. And Treize had no doubts that Wufei felt deeply for him in return. Yet still...one day he would lose this precious oriental treasure, and that hurt. As they broke apart, he sighed. "What's wrong, Treize?"
"Nothing. Only..." He gazed deep into Wufei's dark eyes and sighed again. "You'll be leaving me soon."
"Hm? Why do you say that?"
"Have you forgotten the circumstances through which you came to be here? Your friends will come for you."
"I don't need them to rescue me."
"I didn't say you did. But they'll come. And if they don't, sooner or later someone from Romefeller will find out about us." Wufei frowned, then a small smile stole across his face.
"If I'm not going to be with you much longer..." He said, eyes glittering flirtatiously, a thing which Treize had never encountered before looking into those obsidian eyes. "Then..." His hand slid in between Treize's legs, making the older man gasp slightly. "I'll just have to enjoy being with you," The hand slid higher. "While I can..." Treize nodded, looking forward to a repeat of the unbridled pleasure he had felt during their last bout of love making.
Wufei sat an the end of Treize's desk as he worked on his laptop, reading a book about Chinese history. He was so absorbed in it that he didn't notice anyone enter the room. Neither did Treize, as he shut down his computer and closed it. He leaned over and kissed Wufei on the cheek. Wufei jumped, startled, but then smiled. But the smile was not visible to the people who had come in. "Get away from him, Khushrenada!" Both Wufei and Treize looked up to find the other four gundam pilots ranged about the room, none of them more than a few metres away. Each of them was pointing a gun at Treize.
Wufei tried to speak, but his words seemed to be clogged up in his throat. Duo, who had spoken before, noticed his look of absolute shock and horror, but mistook what it was caused by. "Don't worry, Wu, whatever he's done he's gonna pay for it!" Treize stood up, and walked round to the front of the desk. Duo's finger tightened around the trigger of his gun, ready to fire at a seconds notice. "I have not-"
"Why don't you just shut your mouth, huh?" He asked sharply, overriding Treize. "Jesus what have you done to him?" Wufei was aware that he was opening and closing his mouth wordlessly, but he couldn't seem to speak all of a sudden. Treize turned to him and took hold of his hand. "Whoa, get your hands off him, Khushrenada!" Duo ordered. He seemed to be the one doing all the talking, but all of them were pointing guns, even Quatre. Treize turned, but didn't let go of Wufei's hand. Duo glared, and then everything seemed to happen so fast; Duo squeezed the trigger and before Wufei could say anything, Treize was being knocked off balance as four shots slammed into his chest in quick succession.
"NO! TREIZE!" Wufei screamed. Treize turned his head and looked at him for a second before crumpling to the floor, landing painfully on his side. Wufei flung himself down beside him and turned him onto his back, horrified at the four bullet wounds that spaced themselves across his chest. "T-Treize..." He took hold of Treize's hand and held it against his chest. "Treize..."
"Wufei...take the laptop on the desk. It will tell you everything you need to know to bring down OZ...the password...is my birth date..."
"But why-?"
"If I do not lead..." Treize coughed and a drop of blood dribbled down his chin. "There will be anarchy..."
"Treize..." Treize smiled weakly.
"I love you my little dragon. When..." Treize closed his eyes and bit his lip, obviously in pain. "When I am gone...don't cry." He coughed again and a stream of blood trickled steadily out of his mouth, dripping onto the carpet. He took a gasping breath and opened his eyes again. "I love you Wufei...and I'm sorry...for keeping you here...be strong..."
"T-Treize..." Wufei lowered himself and laid his head on Treize's bloodied chest. "I-I love you too..." With a pained grimace Treize breathed his last and lay still. Wufei started to cry softly.
"Wufei?"
"You killed him..." Whispered Wufei. Duo put a hand on his shoulder, but he shrugged it away.
"Wufei..." With a yell of rage Wufei grabbed Duo and shoved him away, only to find Trowa and Heero holding him between them and pulling him up. Quatre grabbed the laptop and they dragged him away.
Only one more chapter to go. Please R&R!
