Pairing: Nivanfield

Author's note: I know I know, I'm so behind. DX I'm sorry. But I think you'll enjoy this XD Either that or kill me. I'm not sure yet. Lol. I hope you all enjoy this.

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My Pet Peeve 21

Dreams. No maybe nightmares. All he could see were hazel eyes and a cute face staring back at him as the Semi stood still in front of him. For Chris, even being constrained to the chair, he was happy to see the other in front of him, even if this was a nightmare.

The Semi's hands came up wrapping around his neck starting to squeeze as blank eyes stared down at him. Chris choked struggling for breath as he fought against the restraints. Behind Piers Chris could see Spencer's face floating in the darkness grinning smugly at his impending doom as Chris's breath began to leave him.

Chris jumped up gasping and breathing hard as he looked around the dark motel room. The white t-shirt and boxers he wore were soaked through with sweat. He glanced to the side at Leon sharing the bed with him. Without there being an actual threat, Leon could sleep like a log. It was like some innate ability that they automatically reacted only when in danger.

He slipped from the covers rubbing his fingers through his sweat soaked hair. His heart was still pounding a mile a minute in his chest. Strangely enough it wasn't the idea of Piers strangling him that bothered him but the fact that Spencer was there behind him manipulating the Semi into doing his bidding. Piers would never willingly want to kill him, or so he hoped.

His eyes glanced over to Wesker's bed finding it empty before he looked at the bathroom door seeing light shining from underneath it. Well that answered the question of where Wesker was.

Brushing the sweat from his face, Chris walked to the room door slipping out to get some fresh air. The chill helped to cool his body down as he found himself finally calming down, thoughts returning to those of the handsome Semi. How was he going to get Piers to return to him if he was still under Spencer's influence?

"Think any harder and that brain of yours might just explode." Chris turned his head watching Wesker slip out of the room before walking over to stand with him. "But then that could make for an interesting spectacle."

Chris glanced over at him eying him up and down. He was still dressed in all black and wearing those dark shades that hid the uniquely red color of his eyes. Chris continued to lean on the banister, his eyes returning to scouting the area in hopes of catching a glimpse of the missing pup, no matter how futile the idea was.

Wesker stayed standing beside him in a strangely companionable silence. His presence was comforting in a way that made Chris remember he had his old leader back. He couldn't really place the feeling and instead left it alone. Hell, he would have been content to stand there all morning if he didn't have questions burning to come out.

"You said before that Piers was programmed to find me." He glanced at Wesker, the chill in the air starting to be more evident now that he had cooled down. "Is it possible he is still searching for me?" He thought back to when he'd Piers had found him confined to the BSAA room, a sniper rifle in hand. But he didn't shoot. Why?

"…It is," Wesker said after a pause, his dark shades making it hard to know if he was looking at Chris or not. "The programming doesn't go away, not this one anyway. It doesn't change him much other than to give a sense of yearning for your presence, almost like imprinting."

Chris felt his chest dip a little at the words. Leon did say once that Piers was probably attached to him because he was the first nonthreatening person he saw since he had lost his memories.

"Don't get too attached to him," Wesker said beside him still watching him. "Even if he does break away from Spencer, it's possible his feelings will change if he regains his memories. Whatever attachments he has for you right now are only temporary." Hearing it really didn't make him feel any better about the whole thing. In fact it just made him want to see the Semi even more, to reassure himself that nothing had changed, that he was still the young, energetic pup he used to be. He still didn't know how much Piers really liked him but he didn't want Piers disregarding him like nobody.

"…What is your relationship to Piers?" Chris asked turning his body to face Wesker frowning when he saw no real reaction.

"What does it matter?" Chris froze up as Wesker leaned close, a smirk on his lips as he reached up gripping Chris's chin lightly. "I remember a time when I had my own little pup following loyally at my heels." His shades slid down enough that Chris swallowed staring at the red eyes staring back at him. "Always watching, always following my every order. When is it that my puppy started chasing after another tail?"

Chris opened his mouth to speak but the thumb brushing up against his lips made his body shiver as he closed his eyes. How long had he dreamed of this, being touched like this by the man he thought long dead? He should have been over him by now and yet here he stood, his body craving more as the thumb slipped between his lips causing him to start sucking on it out of reflex.

When Chris's eyes opened he almost dropped to his knees, his legs were trembling so bad. Wesker's red eyed gaze felt intense as they focused on him. It didn't help that Wesker started pushing the thumb further into his mouth. Chris shivered under his leer, lips tightening around the thumb as he felt Wesker step closer pressing his back against the banister.

The thumb slipped from his lips and he opened his mouth to speak again before Wesker's chilled lips crushed up against his earning a moan from him as he reached up holding onto his shirt tight. If Monstro hadn't been awake before, he was definitely wide awake right now, especially at the feel of Wesker's tongue slipping into his mouth.

Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine being like this with Wesker. The man was supposed to be dead, had been dead for years in Chris's eyes. His heart had suffered for it and now it was thumping so fast it was like it wanted to confess to everything it held inside. And that was the problem. His heart ached not only for Wesker but the missing Semi as well. He needed to choose. But did Piers even like him?

It took effort but he lightly pushed Wesker back, his chest still rising and falling rapidly. He was breathless. He didn't remember ever getting like that with his past lovers, not even with Jill whom he truly at least cared about.

This was trouble. He wanted Wesker, was being given the chance to have Wesker. But he wanted Piers too. The thought of them both made his heart race. And that was the problem. Until he could figure out where his feelings truly lied, he couldn't be with Wesker. Not yet. And possibly not ever depending on the end results.

Wesker stepped back. His head angled back blocking the red of his eyes as he appeared to stare at Chris through the dark shades. His lips twisted down in a frown looking just as swollen from the kiss as Chris's did. He didn't look happy about the fact that Chris had pushed him back. Chris couldn't really fault him for it. After all, he just ruined a really good make out session. What was wrong with him?

"I will allow you some space and time to decide," Wesker said turning away as he started for the door. "But if you haven't decided by the time this mess is over, I will claim you for myself." Chris nodded his head slowly and it seemed to be the thing Wesker was waiting on before he went back inside.

He would have followed in after him but he needed to sort out his thoughts at least before going to bed. Piers. Wesker. Piers was still an enigma to him in many ways. Before this all began, he at least knew that Piers liked him to some extent. Whether it was just platonic or not was an issue yet to be resolved regardless of how often Leon teased him.

Now with this newest information, it was possible that Piers only thought he liked Chris because of the cryptic coding Wesker had left in part of his memories. But that itself was an issue too. Could Wesker have said that to discourage Chris from falling any deeper for Piers or was he speaking truth?

True, he could easily go with Wesker who either returned his feelings or at the very least wanted him in some kind of way. But still, what if Piers really did return his feelings?

Chris shook his head. He had time enough to try and figure out where things lied. But ultimately, he could decide once he talked to Piers. And he could talk to Piers once he rescued him from Spencer.

Heading back inside, Chris looked over at Wesker's bed finding the lump laying there either sleep or pretending to be asleep. Leon was still curled up on his side of the bed lacking the sheets that had side down exposing his bare back. He hummed slightly when Chris crawled back into bed but otherwise he didn't move. It took a while for Chris to settle in, his eyes staring at the lump of Wesker before he fell asleep.

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"Shit!" Chris jumped up at the outburst, his body going into full alert mode as he reached under his pillow for a gun he didn't have. He looked over at Leon, the open briefcase sitting on the table devoid of whatever contents were originally inside. Chris remembered seeing the briefcase last night but the lull of heat and a soft bed put him to sleep before he could even realize that the girls had gotten their own room and he was sharing a bed with Leon. He could only imagine Leon glaring at Wesker and refusing to let the once MIA man in the bed of a man that used to have the biggest crush on him. And apparently still did.

Wesker was obviously the reason Leon was angry right now as he rushed his way out the door yelling for a man that at the most part was long gone. Chris slid from the bed, eyes still fuzzy from sleep as he followed Leon to the door listening to the other curse again before he looked over at Chris.

"That damn Wesker," he grumbled out, hair in just as much disarray as Chris's. If he knew how much of a mess he looked, he'd have had a fit. "He took the vials!"

"…The what?" Chris stared at him, his face twisting with confusion.

"The vials," Leon repeated tugging at his hair in a stressful manner as he sighed. "We had obtained vials of blood. Some from BSAA, most from Spencer's laboratory. We were supposed to use them to trade information but that asshole just up and left with them!"

Chris thought back to this morning. If he was planning this, why hadn't he left when he first woke up? Instead, he took a shower and came outside to join Chris. With the way he snuck around the BSAA facility, he shouldn't have had any problems at all with leaving without them knowing. And yet, he spent part of the morning talking and flirting with Chris...there's no way he could tell Leon about that.

"What would he need with blood?"

Leon shook his head resting a hand on his hip before he looked up at Chris, Claire and Ada already walking rapidly down the pathway in their direction. "He never said. But I'm guessing it has to do with the Semi that are brainwashed."

"He's making a Humanization formula," Ada said walking up to them holding up a small note in her hand. "Or so he wrote on this letter he left in our room."

"He's planning on breaking the Semi programming Spencer has put on them," Claire said stopping beside Ada. Both girls were dressed and ready to go unlike Leon and Chris. "So we need to get going unless the two of you want to sit around in your boxers all day."

"I for one don't care to see either one of you in your boxers," Ada said turning away after giving Leon a once over, her tail swaying lazily.

"Sassy," Leon said grunting. "I don't take well to an angry pus-"

"So Chris," Claire said bumping Leon out of the way as she squeezed her way in front of him. "Do anything interesting last night?" He tensed up at her words, looking away from her searching eyes as he cleared his throat.

"I slept," he said leaving it at that as he went back into the room, the younger sister following after him. He slipped into a pair of pants trying to ignore the presence behind him. "That's all I did."

"So no nightly rendezvous with Wesker?" The way she said it, the way she stared at him when he looked back at her in shock, she knew. She knew about his meeting last night. It made his cheeks redden to know that his own sister had discovered his folly. How did women pick up on things like that? But the taunting look turned to one of concern as she stepped closer resting a hand on his back. "Just don't move to fast with this. Be sure you're ready for it. I don't want you becoming a mess like last time. I don't think you can handle breaking again." She was probably right. But he'd make every effort not to let that happen. He wouldn't lose them. Not Wesker, and not Piers either.

"I'll be fine," he said staring back at her resolutely. Even if his feelings couldn't be sorted out, even if he couldn't have both. He at least wouldn't let them disappear out of his life again. "We'll find them both," he said slipping his shirt on. "Piers and Wesker. We'll bring them both back." He looked back at her watching her nod her head even though she was still frowning as she stared at him. She was still worried about him. It made him smile to know he had people watching out for him, protecting him. It was time he did the same back to them. He reached out hugging her close gently patting her back. "And we're going to save Piers. We'll be playing twister again before you know it."

She giggled slightly at his words gently pushing back to look up at him smiling softly. "Of course we will. I still have a bunch more costumes to make him wear." He smiled thinking back remembering him in the sexy Little Ann costume he'd been made to wear, remembering the cute blush on his cheeks, the way he looked away shyly, embarrassed to look at Chris. He remembered carrying Piers to bed every night, watching over him protectively. And even just feeling the hazel eyes constantly watching him when he didn't think Chris was looking. He missed him.

"I'm looking forward to it," Chris said looking towards the door watching Leon and Ada heading their way.

"Here's the plan," Leon said stopping in front of them. "I'm going to go out and see if I can find some leads on where Spencer is. If we find Spencer, we find Piers and we hopefully end this mess that old man is trying to accomplish. The three of you will stay-"

"Help in the search," Ada said cutting Leon off, her tail sliding up to smack him across the face making him flinch in surprise. "The more we have searching, the faster this little game can end. The problem is we have no leads as to where to even start our search."

Claire reached up rubbing at her chin thoughtfully completely ignoring Leon's fight to push Ada's tail away as it kept smacking him. "…What about that manor place? Spencer manor?"

"That place blew up along with the others didn't it?" Chris asked frowning as he looked at them. It wasn't like he knew a lot about what happened that day since he was kept inside BSAA confinement for almost a month with no outside sources.

"I don't think it did," Claire said looking at Leon questioningly.

"It didn't," Leon said grabbing the tail and pulling it away from his face glaring at Ada who stared back at him slyly. "But it's already been searched from top to bottom and we didn't find a thing there." He shook his head. "But Spencer would have to be stupid to hide there."

"…No, he'd be smart to do it," Ada said pulling her tail from his grip. "Hiding in plain sight. Why search a place that's already been searched? I suggest we go there and see what we can find." Chris nodded his head before he blinked jumping back as all eyes turned to him. "However, I think it's better that you stay here and wait for us."

"…And why am I being made to wait?"

Leon frowned glancing over at Ada and Claire before looking at him again. "We still don't know Spencer's intent," he said. "He'd obviously captured you for a reason. He could have killed you a long time ago but he didn't…and that's bothersome. We don't know what his intentions are with you but taking you right up to his doorstep isn't an option."

"I'm a big boy," Chris said frowning at them. "I'll be fine. I can handle myself."

"Jill ended up having to save you," Leon pointed out staring at him pointedly. "Or did you forget that that little mouse guy tried to inject you with something." Like he could ever forget the annoying Ricardo Irving. But at least that man was out of his hair.

"Fine," Chris said sighing loudly as he gave up against all the worried stares pointed his way. "But if you're gone for too long, I'm coming up there."

"If we're gone for too long, we're probably already dead," Leon said grinning at him. "But don't let that stop you from protecting yourself. Right now, your safety is important, especially while we're working to figure out what Spencer planned to do with you." Chris nodded slowly. Sure. He'd stay put for now, especially since he wouldn't have another car to use. But that didn't mean he wouldn't be on the lookout for Piers. There was at least one thing he knew that the others didn't. Piers was programmed to find him. If anything, he was more likely to find Piers here than hiding out at Spencer manor. In which case he'd subdue him and call the others while he had him under lock and key. Hopefully, he could bring Piers back to his senses. Hopefully there was still a chance to bring the pup back to him. And hopefully, he'd find a solution to these feelings running rapid through his chest.

TBC….