Of Crime Lords and Rich Boys
Author: Golden Fire Phoenix
A/N: Omg! It's another update! Yay! –Jump of joy and much squealing ensues-
Chapter 9: The gruesome twosome…wait…there's three of them. O.o
Slamming the car door shut, Wufei proceeded to curse Heero, the world and the stupid idiot baka, for the situation he was about to get himself into.
Flipping open the phone on his dash board, he punched in a number all the while grumbling about his misfortune.
"Hello, you've called Tokyo Air, how may we help you with your travel plans today?" A pleasant female voice spoke over the phone.
"Give me the next flight out of Tokyo to Washington DC." He growled.
"Yes…right sir, may I have your name, and credit card number, sir?"
"Just roll it all under the bill of Heero Yuy, if you have a problem with that, call the man himself. I'll be there in 10 minutes top, if the flight is not booked…I'll be very angry." The Chinese man fumed, wishing with everything that he could kill something at that moment in time.
"Alright sir…I understand…can we please get YOUR name so we know who is picking up the ticket?" The woman asked, fear evident in her voice.
"Change, Wufei." He all, but yelled into the phone before slamming it shut and skidding around the exit to the airport.
"I'm going to KILL HIM!"
Back at his luxurious home, Heero sneezed.
"Some one must be talking about you, Hee-kun." Duo said as he walked into the messy haired boy's office for the third time that morning.
Wrinkling his nose, Heero glared at the computer screen in front of him, trying to concentrate on the information scrolling before his eyes, instead of the way Duo was moving around the room.
"If stares could kill Heero…your laptop would have just self combusted." Duo remarked as he flopped down into one of the many tasteful leather sofas that seemed to propagate around the man's house.
"Hnnn."
Duo sighed. "Heero…I'm bored."
"Hnnn."
Sighing again, Duo leaned his head back, letting his braid fall behind the chair, and stared at the ceiling. 'What the hell am I going to do now.' He mumbled to himself.
Peaking up from his lap top, after the braided boy became silent, Heero groaned inwardly. 'Why does he have to look so damn sexy!'
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((A/N: Wufei is now in the United States, on his way to the White House…and guess with whom? XD))
Wufei was not a happy camper; Wufei was about to hijack a plane, fly back to Tokyo and shoot both his friend and the braided baka while they slept.
"Ah, why the scowl, Fei-kun?" A masculine, but beautifully elegant voice asked from beside him in the limo.
"Shut up, baka." Wufei said as he shifted his gaze out the window, taking in the change of scenery.
"It seems the dragon has acquired some claws." Another male spoke up in a voice rich and husky.
Wufei tuned quickly to face the two men. "Just let me do my damn job! I have no interest in your twisted love games!" He seethed.
The first Man who spoke laughed in delight. "It does seem you are right, Zechs, this one has developed a few pricklies….but oh, what fun it will be to take them off." Treiz exclaimed his voice becoming sultry.
Zechs laughed and brushed a piece of silver fine hair from his face at the appalled look that crossed across the dragons own face.
"Ah, don't be like that, Fei-kun. We've missed you; won't you at least grant us our simple pleasures?" He asked innocently.
Eyes wide, a slight blush creeping across his nose, Wufei violently shook his head side to side. "No!"
Zechs laughed again and Treiz slid across the seat tell his thy brushed the Chinese mans. Leaning down he whispered into his ear. "We'll see about that."
A small invisible shiver seemed to go straight through the Chinese man as he stared outside. 'Why do I feel like my fate has already been sealed' He wondered in agony.
Mwahaha! Two updates, in the span of two days? Unbelievable!
Yay, Wufei action, Treiz action and Zechs action! Can you feel the tension? Cause I can!
I hope you enjoyed! Please Review ME!
Phoenix
