A.N. Yeah I got inspired again.

The Lion's Eye

Chapter 3

By: ChixOrNeko

"My Lord!" I turned my attention away from my parchment to see Hilde, my father's most trusted slave girl, running towards me down the corridor. "My Lord," she wheezed, "Wufei has arrived, he waits for you in the great hall."

"Has he been treated accordingly?" I asked as I stood from my chair, adjusting my robes.

"Yes, my Lord." I gave a slight smile before beginning to walk to the great hall.

"Very good, you are dismissed."

"Thank you, My Lord."

As I watched through the palace halls my mind became clouded with thoughts. The dream I was sent by the Gods had, in turn, brought me my prize. The small prince of Greece would not be murdered in Rome. I'd make sure of that.

"Prince Heero!" I smiled as I walked towards Wufei and held him in a firm embrace. "You've gotten older."

"As have you." I replied as I directed him towards the table fixed in the middle of the room near the hall. "Tell me, Wufei, is he here?" I asked as I sat down at the table, directing the servants to leave us.

Wufei chuckled as he sat down across from me. "I somehow knew that would be the first question to escape your lips. Never mind were we followed by Greek troops, or the journey."

Smirking I grabbed a few grapes from the fruit bowl in the middle of the table. "Well, you've made it this far, obviously those questions would be irrelevant. But if you insist, did the boy get sea sick?"

"You have a one track mind, Prince." Wufei laughed. "He is here. I had him sent to your quarters upon arrival."

"Excellent. Now, shall we adjourn to dinner? My father and brother will be very happy to meet our Greek ally."

Wufei scoffed at me, shaking his head. "I will never be a Greek. I merely ran into them during my fathers travels from China. You know that."

"Nevertheless, you helped us steal their King's son. That is means enough for you to be welcome in Rome no matter what race you are. Is the little prince joining us for dinner?" I questioned, while well aware of my cultures methods to household guests, especially ones of great honor, I was quite eager to meet the boy I had been dreaming of for so long.

"It would be best to keep him where he is. He would probably try to kill you."

I smirked. "Then I suppose I should have his dinner sent to him."

"It might be wise, dear prince."

I called for Hilde and asked if my father was ready to begin the house warming ceremony. She left for a few moments, leaving Wufei and I to ourselves, before arriving with news that the festivities were just beginning.

"I guess it's time for you to become my father's favorite son."

"That's probably true. I don't recall you ever defying a country for your father."

As Wufei and I walked to the chamber where the festivities were to be held, I felt the sting of shame for not wanting to take part in the welcoming ceremony. Wine and food did not interest me tonight. I only wanted to go back to my chambers and claim my prize.

The greeting ceremony was, however, a delightful occasion. My father imported fruits from all over the Mediterrian and served our finest cattle. I glanced to Wufei now and again as he chatted among our guests and could see amazement in his eyes. I couldn't help but smile to myself, the Greeks probably never invested in such an arrangement so it wasn't that much of a shock to see Wufei's surprise at the feast.

"Father!" I shouted, catching his attention and grabbed Wufei's arm as I pushed my way through the crowds to my father.

"Heero! And who is this? Our guest of honor I presume." He smiled and took me into an embrace before clasping his hands over Wufei's.

"It is an honor to be here, m'lord." Wufei tried to bow but my father grasped his shoulders and pulled him into a tight embrace.

"There is no need for that here, my child. It is I who should be bowing to you. You've saved Rome at the expense of your country."

Wufei scoffed. "Greece is hardly my country. It was an honor to do Rome service. I was taken to Greece from the East as a child. I've always held a hatred for the Greek."

"It is to our advantage. Thank you, child. I hope you may find comfort in my house. But now, you must excuse me, I must speak with some people."

Wufei and I bid my father farewell and watched as he left the great hall.

For most of the night I walked Wufei around, introducing him to our consuls, my brother, and our friends. We spoke quickly, trying to make our way through the whole crowd, but as the later hours of the night came, more and more of our guests began to feel the affect of our wine and retired to bed.

"Allow me to show you to your room, my friend." I yawned out my words as I patted my palm against Wufei's back, leading him out of the great hall.

He responded with a laugh before breaking contact with me and turned to face me. "I know that you wanted to leave the moment I arrived. I can find my way, go speak to the boy."

I laughed and suddenly felt ashamed. "I have been insulting to you. I apologize Wufei. I can't seem to keep my mind off of him."

"Just go, Heero. We shall speak in the morning after we have both rested."

It was then when I decided to turn my friend to the hands of our servants, letting them escort him to his chambers while I adjourned to mine.

The walk was painfully long and by the time I made it to my chambers I could feel the perspiration collecting on my forehead.

"Has the boy been properly fed and bathed?" I asked the guard standing outside my chambers. He spoke with respect but I could tell from his eyes that he wanted to snort.

"The servants attempted to bathe him, my lord, but he proved to be very hostile. He was also given food but to my knowledge he has refused to eat it." I nodded to myself. It seemed something like a kidnapped prince would do.

"I see. You may stand down now." I said reaching for the door knob.

"My lord." Pausing, I turned and looked back at the guard who seemed to be gripping his spear a fraction tighter. "I respectfully wish to stand guard tonight. I know it displeases you but this boy is not to be trusted."

"Acknowledged. But you may stand down." I replied opening the door to my chambers and walking inside. While I appreciated the respect my guard had for the royal family, there was a reason I was head of the Roman military.

I scanned the room nearly frantically trying to get a look at the boy. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I had waited for so long to have this boy in my possession, now that the time had come all I wanted to do was stare.

At first glance he didn't appear to be anywhere. I walked from the door way past my desk to the bed. It was a large bed filled with the furs of numerous animals. My blankets were filled with goose down and purple silk from China was wrapped upon a canopy. As I passed the stone desk across from my bed I saw the object of my affection, huddled in the corner made between the wall and the bed.

My eyes went wide and all I could do is stare at his small form. He wore a purple toga, no doubt given to him after they tried to bathe him, and his long hair was hanging over his shoulder in a loose pony tail. It was hard to imagine such a frail creature being so endowed for his progress in the military. From my examination it seemed as though he couldn't be more than 17 year old. I could, however, see why such a beautiful creature would be favored by the Gods.

I must have been staring at him for nearly three minutes before I noticed the platter of empty food above him on a small table.

"You must be hungry after such a long voyage. My servants left food only to replenish you." He stared blankly ahead. "I would be wary of eating food from a rival country too." I said as I sat down on the end of the bed and began to untie the sandals on my feet. "But I can assure you the food is not poisoned."

"What makes you think I would believe a word from a Roman." It was the first time I'd heard his voice but I knew at that moment it was the voice of a God.

"You owe your life to Rome, child." His face snapped up and I could feel his violet eyes burning into mine.

"I am not a child," he said while he rose to his feet and stalked over to my side. "I am a prince of Greece, and it will always be my intent to destroy Rome."

I stood up, pushing his aside and began to undo my toga, shedding it as I walked over to the small bath past my bed. "You do not scare me, little one. If you refuse to eat and bathe, you may starve and die smelling like livestock."

His eyes grew wide as I dropped the cloth and stepped into the bath that had been prepared for him. "It is rude to let such hospitality go to waste, child. Surely they taught you that in Greece."

His anger radiated from him. "It is rude?! Do you not think using, as you call me, a child to serve in your war games with my father?!"

Spreading my arms across the edge of the bath I couldn't help but notice how beautiful he looked as he was yelling. "I have no intention of using you in a war game, child. Imagine the jealously of everyone in Rome. You are mine, child. The Greek prince, favored by the Gods has come to Rome to be in my care."

"... You're heartless." He breathed out and I scoffed in response.

"You know not what you speak of, child. Be thankful you have been brought here. If you had been captured by any other race you would have been raped and tortured by now, never mind that you are favored by the Gods. Be gracious of my hospitality. You are tired and confused from your journey and I will excuse this behavior for now. Don't think I will be so kind the next night."

I stood from the luke warm water and stepped out of the bathe, stalking towards the boy. The urge to touch him was irresistible. I reached out and brushed his face with the back of my hand. "Eat, little one, I know you must be hungry." I stalked past him and pulled the blankets from my bed.

I could feel his wide eyes staring at my form as I slipped between the blankets. "I do not mean to come off as harsh, but there is much you do not understand. Eat, child. Then sleep." I blew out the candle next to my bed and rolled onto my side.

For the longest time the boy stood there staring at me. It wasn't until nearly an hour later I heard him stir, no doubt moving to the corner furthest from me. I sighed to myself but it was no matter. I would gain his trust eventually. He would not see the light of day until I did.

Chapter 3 End

Yeah it's not as good but it's longer and I'll update in maybe two weeks. Leave me a review, they're what keeps me going.