AN: Flames won't acknowledge, constructive criticism I will. Here is Chapter 2 so read it.

PAIRINGS: 13x2, 13x6x5, 1x2, 3x4, one sided 1+R and I think that's it.

Warnings: Mild Relena-bashing, yaoi (duh), violence and um... yah. I do not own Gundam Wing or any fairy-tale creatures that will be mentioned throughout this story. If I feel like it, I wouldn't mind making this a GW/HP crossover. Tell me what you guys think. If any of these things offend you, too damn bad losers, just don't read it!

Thank you Yaeko, Tyleet88, PATTY 40, jess-eklom, and camillian for your reviews. Sorry whoever NA was, but it'll be a bit for my chapters to extend. I've tried it before and read stories that have the longest chapters but they babble and it takes three paragraphs to get to a point. But I will extend them more though, hopefully a thousand more words or several paragraphs and such. Anywhoo continue.

Previously:

"I don't care of your tales on how you found me Milliardo." Treize stipulated calmly. "I'll be blunt. Just what the fuck do you want?"

Chapter 2 Conversations

Zechs blinked at Treize and then chuckled. "I would comment on your rudeness, but I guess I do deserve it."

Treize barked out a humorless laugh. "Deserve it? You deserve me not even listening to your reason you two-faced slut!"

A clinking crash of china came from the kitchen followed by a thick silence that filled every corner of the house.

Treize sighed and ran fingers through his hair. "Forgive me. I will listen."

Zechs nodded, but a deep sadness lurked in his eyes.

"Well, when you left, Dermail, took over as King, but that was expected."

Treize almost snorted. Dermail was just as bad, perhaps even worse then J.

"He sent out palace scouts, investigators, even the Ra'zac to find you." Zechs told him and Treize frowned and looked around, rather nervously.

" Ra'zac? If they were after me, they would have found me almost immediately." Treize said astounded. The Ra'zac were dark creatures, concealed in dark cloaks no matter what the weather. They spoke any human language, but they were monsters with beaks for mouths and giant black eyes. They were inhuman killers and skilled hunters.

"Somehow, your trail just disappeared at the base of the mountains to get to this town. Last I heard, the Ra'zac searched only a town several leagues from here to the west and turned back. Needless to say, Dermail was not happy. He fears your existence. The whole Council does. As long as you're alive, you are a threat to their power over the most largest city and areas surrounding it."

Zechs settled back in the chair.

"But I didn't kill J." Treize almost whispered and Zechs shook his head.

"Of course you didn't. But your so called murder victim has left you famous. Hundreds of soldiers seek you, and yet the people think you are some sort of underground hero that will save them all. I came here to ask you of your knowledge and help."

"For what?"

"The fall of Malachia. To find a suitable ruler, and a way to stop the Council's plan." piped in Wufei in a clear, sharp voice. "They had been very secretive, rising unease among everybody. I was hired as a spy by my Clan to see what they have been up to. It seems the Council has obtained several dragon eggs."

Another clinking crash of china sounded in the kitchen and Treize rubbed his temples the second time that day.

"Duo, it"s no use having you make tea you silly eavesdropper. You might as well come on out." Treize said elevating his voice and Duo slowly shuffled out, embarrassed but pleased not to be pushed away in the background. He raced to Treize and gave him a hug.

"I really didn't mean to eavesdrop. It's just that when you press a glass to the wall..." Treize had to chuckle.

Wufei cleared his throat, rather angry at being interrupted. Zechs was glaring at Duo and the silent prince looked bored. He did, however, notice Zech's malevolence towards the tiny servant and silently saw that they had once indeed had been lovers and still had feelings for the ginger haired noble. Cobalt eyes closed and arms folded. Emotions were a waste. Wufei continued.

"As I was saying, as you know finding dragons are rare let alone obtaining eggs. It is highly illegal but it's worse what their trying to do. They want to raise the dragons, feed them on a meal of meat mixed with Seltai powder, which induces aggressiveness and anger. They want the Ra'zac become dragon riders and help them slowly take over the continent of Turon and then slowly the rest of the world."

Duo blinked hardly daring this to be true. Dragons? Evil old men taking over the world?

Treize had to sit down. He sat down in an armchair beside Zechs and let this information seep into his brain. What a ridiculous yet dangerous scheme. Dragons were magical beings, not just fire breathing creatures. THey were intelligent and probably the first inhabitants that walked (and flew) the earth. Attempting to control them and with Ra'zac, that was like putting a weapon in a murderer's hands!

"What of the Ra'zac?" Treize asked. "Whose to say they won't rebel and take control for themselves. They're being handed a opportunity."

"Which is precisely the problem. Haven't you heard the news? The Ra'zac have taken over Malachia. The city is in ruins and half the council have been killed off. There's even be sites of dirty characters like dark wizards,sorcerers, and necromancers and such. Wargs and ogres have been pillaging small towns near Malachia. My Clan have resorted to extreme measures and have moved to a safe abandoned dwarf mine in the Silver Mountains fare east. Zechs and I, along with Prince Heero, came to seek you for help."

Duo, whose violet eyes were as wide as tea saucers, drank in every word said greedily. Treize took the entire speech skeptically.

"And what can I do?"

"You have ancient maps that no one else have. You have extended knowledge of magical legends and truths, know the land well..." Zechs started but Treize chuckled in denial.

"I'm merely a noble who just so happens to have a hobby in maps and fairy tales."

It was not Zechs or Wufei who spoke next but the till now silent Prince.

"Yet there is a legend that is true. The legend of Thundermoon."

Treize folded his arms. "Thundermoon? You mean the child born on a blue moon that wielded the most powerful weapon. The power of nature?" The man scoffed. "It's a mere old wives tale to reassure children that there's a hero that will prevail over evil."

The Prince closed his eyes. "That is a mere portion of the tale. Very few know the real tale of Thundermoon."

"Oh and I suppose you are one of those few." Treize said dripping with sarcasm.

Heero only nodded and fell back into silence.

Zechs suddenly stood up. "Is there a place I may speak to you in private Kushrenada?" he said coolly and Treize was about to object, but looking into Zechs eyes made him relent. "In my office, upstairs." He sent back a glare to Duo, silently instructing him not to eavesdrop. Duo just whistled while glancing at his nails.

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Once Treize and Zechs were alone in his office, that was when Treize decided to speak again. He took a seat behind his desk and watched Zechs perched on the corner.

"Answer me truly Milliardo. Why did you truly find me? Would you go through all the trouble to find a mere man with ancient maps?" He waited for a response, intent on what Zechs had to say. Few tense moments passed by before he received one.

"Perhaps I had hoped for another chance with you Treize, to explain my actions." he whispered finally, silvery bangs falling into his eyes. Treize's heart clenched. He remembered the once good times when he cared of nothing but Zechs. He had been his first and only childhood friend, their relationship blossoming into a fierce love that had taken Treize's breath away. He would have done anything for his lover. Yet, now, all his love had caused him was turmoil, pain, and long sleepless nights.

"The first might be impossible Milliardo, but I request the latter." Treize said attempting to be polite btu yet letting his message through. He had an aloof and rather cold demeanor, but the noble had emotions and feelings and didn't want them hurt again."

Zechs began to speak.

"You changed."

Treize almost cocked his head in confusion. "Pardon?"

Zechs turned a furious glare on him, one that could melt ice, yet chill over back again.

"I thought, or rather hoped that our relationship was perfect. We were secretive and careful about us being lovers. I mentioned us perhaps running away together sometime near the future, and you agreed to that suggestion. I...don't know what happened really. All of a sudden, you became more cold, more of the steel mask you showed to everybody else but me. I was beginning to think I had done something wrong. You became distant. There would be weeks when I wouldn't see you, which is hard seeing as we were both soldiers for King J. Whenever I questioned you, you would get angry and push me away. Listen Treize, I had my pride. I didn't want to keep running to you like a wounded puppy for answers to problems you would not reveal.

"In anger, I got drunk in a bar, carelessly not minding if anyone saw me, a noble Peacecraft among commoners and getting drunk as that. Thinking of you made me so angry, I met a guy, and well the rest is self explanatory."

Zechs paused and Treize looked down,fists clenched in anger. He didn't want Milliardo to continue his tale, but he would force himself to listen.

"It was the first time I had been or even thought of being unfaithful to you. I locked myself up for days. Those days made us even more distant and I felt so lonely, so unwanted...he gave me those things. The things I thought you had forgotten."

"Enough!" Treize barked and stood up abruptly. "I want to hear no more of this."

Zechs looked at him for a moment then replied softly. "I know what I did was wrong Trieze. I've regretted it for the longest. I don't want to forget what we had."

Treize walked over to a bookcase near his desk, sighing as he pulled out an old book with a rusted lock and worn binding. It was heavy and probably the most valuable thing Treize owned. "Let us talk of this Thundermoon legend." he said clearly stating the discussion was over.

WIth his back turned to Zechs, Treize had time to replace the mask that had almost threatened to break. You may not want to forget Milliardo, but I do.

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During Zech's revelations to Treize, Duo had managed to scrounge up some tea for the two remaining guests and sweet buns and pastries for snacks. Wufei looked suspiciously in the cup that was placed in his hands and sniffed the steaming liquid, nose scrunched up. It smelled awfully sweet. He risked a taste and took a sip begore cursing in his native language. It had too much sugar. Such a large amount, Wufei thought he had just drank pure liquid candy.

Prince Heero, took a sip as well, and not even he could hide the grimace of the overwhelming sweetness. e set in on the coffee table before him. Duo had already gulped down his cup and looked at the two men questionably. "Well? Don't you like the tea?" he asked.

"Chun yi of course not!" The slanted eyes man hissed. "It's far too sweet."

Duo smiled. "Oh a little sugar never hurt anybody. Hey, what chun yi mean?"

"Stupid one."

"Hey!" Duo glared and set his own teacup down. "And just how old are you anyway ? You don't look very old at all. Neither of you do. And are you Chinese or sumthin'? I read about you in books. Can you see through those tiny eyes?" Duo said all this in a few seconds, mouth going a mile a minute. The ebony haired man blinked at him.

"To answer you probing questions one by one chun yi. I am twenty as is Heero and yes I am Chinese from the far east of the world, a mountainous region like this, except my homeland is much more humid and warm. And I see just fine thank you very much!" Wufei said biting the last comment out, offended.

The braided servant had the decency to look sheepish. "Sorry. Hey I'm seventeen. Treize got me when I was fifteen though. He rescued me, well bought me actually, from a band of gypsies. He didn't make me a slave though. I work for him, but he pays me and I keep him company. Poor master can't really have friends. He's so secluded and he told me he was a fugitive on the loose.

"He's not the only one." Wufei said eyeing Heero who ignored him and just stared at Duo unnerving the poor boy to no end. Whether he was aware of this or even cared, he gave no notion.

"You don't remember me." he finally said and Duo blinked, raspberry tart halfway to his mouth.

"Wha...me? Remember you? I've just only met you!" Duo exclaimed and Heero, just as before, fell silent.

"And these pastries are dry!" Wufei complained.

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The petite blonde man opened his aquamarine eyes and he sat up, stretching his aching limbs. He had a dream, of five men. All were different...and yet they all shared something. The manacles attached to the wall that were chained to his wrists jangled as he rubbed his eyes with his fists, ridding the corners of the dust. The manacles bit into his wrists horribly. The skin it rubbed against was inflamed and raw. He was dirty and his clothes were torn and hardly kept him warm from the horrible cold the cell experienced. He sighed. He couldn't be here long or he wouldn't survive. He looked up at the sky, from the small barred window that was right above his head. He could not see the sun. How he ached to see the sun.

His dream. Had he dreamed of the ones who might be able to rescue him? He tried to find the ancient words that would help him communicate through mind to these strangers whom he knew were friendly, but he had forgotten them, not by memory loss, but by the drugs they had given him, prohibiting him from doing magic of any sort. He sighed again and laid back down. Hoepfully those guys could solve their problems soon and rescue him from this tormented hell.

AN: Aww...guess you know who that poor soul is. I was actually thinking off adding this to the first chapter, but it's better separated. Ack! Updating is a little slow for me, due to school and all. I'll start working on the next few chapters 2morrow and post them at once so you guys won't have to read chapter by chapter and stuff. Was this a little longer or was it shorter? Review plz and thanks again to all who did. -------Kenya