Disclaimer: Please note that I do not own the Gundam Wing characters. However, the literature is mine. This story was originally written for a different fandom but I have decided to rewrite it for the GW fandom. I hope you can enjoy the story for what it is and I definitely welcome any constructive criticism you may have.

Main Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 13x5

Rated: M

Warning: AU, Dark, Vampire, Romance, Lemon

LUXEVAR

By Solo's Cry (soloscry)

+| chapter four |+

Trowa leaned against the dark marble ledge of the grand window, his gaze searing the dark landscape surrounding the colossal estate of Quatre Winner.

It was always dark and thundering. No matter what time of day… no matter which part of the country it currently resided… he has seen this same estate in almost every continent in the world.

It was the home of the Master.

And just like every other century he's been in it, it taunted at daylight and gave it the middle finger.

"You offered him… a job?"

Trowa smirked, his handsome face cold when he turned to face the spoiled boy's 'bodyguard,' "Just because he's a whore doesn't mean I'm tempted, Daniel."

Daniel scowled, his bare upper-body quickly disappearing under a loose dress shirt, "Who knows what a sexually-inactive vampire of your age would do with such a vulnerable beauty."

Trowa rolled his eyes, "Don't make me sick."

Daniel rolled out of his bed barefoot and walked over to the stoic vampire next to the window, "Care to tell me why you decided to break into my room, Barton?"

Trowa scowled, "No. I just wanted to show up in your room for no reason without giving you any kind of explanation at all, Daniel, because I have all the time in the world to mess around."

Daniel raised an eyebrow at the uncharacteristic sarcasm dripping from the younger vampire's voice, he crossed his arms, "What is it now?"

"Just wanted to warn you that if your kid gets in my way, I'm going to turn him. And I'll be sure to make it as painful as possible."

Daniel chuckled, "Is he that bad?"

Trowa glared, pushing off the ledge of the window, "First he hits on me at a club, then I'm forced to take care of him, and now, I find him in an alleyway with three newborns. All in the course of three days."

Daniel sighed, a soft grin on his face, "What can I say? He's got my genes." With a shrug of his shoulder, the Master Vampire made his way back to his bed again, "Do as you wish. The boy needs a hard lesson in life. Just make sure you take care of him in school for me."

"Why did you send him to the Academy?"

"… there is someone there I want him to meet."

"Duo Maxwell?"

Daniel glanced up, a smirk gracing his smooth face, "Nothing gets passed you, does it?"

Trowa sat back on the ledge, his gaze sharpening, "This is the last time I help the Order."

Daniel stopped beside his bed, his back to the seventeenth-century vampire behind him, "You have my word."

A clasp of lightning struck the ground near the window, light dancing against the walls of the dark bedroom.

Daniel didn't have to turn around to know that Trowa was gone.

Heero sat pressed up against the headboard of his bed, his toned upper-body bare, a pair of loose black sweatpants tied lazily at his waist, "Daniel wants us to train."

The room was clean and tidy, on the opposite side of the room laid Treize's own bed. The other man was sitting at the desk, his fingers sharply hitting the keyboard as he typed, "Why is he leaving?"

"I don't know, he didn't say."

"So there are vampires in the city," Treize stopped his research and turned around in his seat, "Did you ask him about Duo?"

Heero glanced down at the gun sprawled out on his lap and continued to shine it with a cloth, "No."

Treize sighed loudly, standing up, "When is he going to meet with us?"

"Tomorrow night. Luxevar."

"Argh," Treize stretched his broad upper body with a grunt, "I hate that fucking place."

Heero smirked, looking up from his task, "Which makes the meeting place all the better."

"Cruel bastard," Treize grabbed his blazer and slung it on over his crisp white dress shirt, "I'm going to go check on Wufei."

Heero nodded, his hands resuming his work when the door clicked shut.

In fact, he did ask Daniel about Duo.

And Wufei.

But he couldn't tell Treize anything about that just yet.

Not until he dealt with the problems first.

The campus was eerie and quiet at night, just like it was during the day. The only true contrast was the glazed scenery, lit up only by the bright moonlight.

Duo laid back on the grass, his eyes gazing up towards the stars scattered all across the sky, his lips parting to taste the fresh air.

"Out so late? It's dangerous you know… you never know what kind of weirdos would be out at this time of night."

Duo suppressed a smile, "You mean weirdos like you?" He turned his head without lifting it off of the ground, "What took you?"

Daniel plopped down next to his betrothed and leaned down to give the younger a deep kiss.

He trailed his hand down the front of Duo's body and groaned.

Duo opened his mouth to receive the hot tongue grazing his lips and smiled inwardly when he was pulled flush against the hard body of his Master. He pulled away, his eyes narrowing mischievously, "You know… seducing a student is against the rules."

Daniel feigned ignorance, "Is it?" A smirk slipped passed his act as he shrugged, "Well, good thing I stopped following rules centuries ago."

Duo gasped as the taller man pushed him harder against the ground to capture his lips, a hand grasping the front of his stiff uniform pants. His eyes fluttered close, lightly suckling at the older man's bottom lip.

Treize walked the empty corridors to his boyfriend's room, his hands shoved into his pockets irritably. It took all of his willpower not to accuse Duo Maxwell to his face, the mixed emotions inside his body brewing and scalding him from within. That boy was weird and he wanted to find out what it was that made him so.

Vampire or not, he wanted Duo out of Wufei's life. Like it used to be. How it should be.

Upon reaching the door, Treize raised his hand, using his fingers to tap lightly at the surface of the door.

Wufei had incredible hearing. Sometimes… he didn't even have to knock before Wufei popped his head out to grin at him.

Though… days like those have become few and far between.

He traced his fingers along the wood, the light sound of the caress usually enough to grant him entrance.

But to his surprise, the door lightly clicked open on its own.

Treize raised an eyebrow. Someone didn't close the door. He pushed the door open and stepped into the dark room, his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness.

The window was wide open, the drapes fluttering in the soft wind.

"Wufei?"

There was no sound.

A chill ran through his body when Treize saw the lump curled up on Wufei's bed. He quickly made his way over, his mind frantic, "Wufei?!"

There was no sound of breathing and when he reached out to touch the cold skin of his boyfriend, there was no heartbeat.

But still, the ruckus made Wufei's eyes flutter open, "Treize?"

"You…"

Wufei sat up quickly, his eyes wide, "Treize! What are you doing here?" He didn't even hear Treize come in. Wufei cursed inwardly, he has grown weak since he stopped feeding.

His instincts must have been affected as well.

Treize stared at him. No… this can't be…

Wufei gulped, pushed himself off the bed, "What is it?"

"You're not alive… are you?"

Wufei froze, he looked away from the searching gaze, "What are you talking about? Of course I'm alive." He laughed hesitantly, "What kind of question is that?"

"Don't fuck with me." Treize stood up from the bed to face Wufei, his eyes narrowing,

"You're a vampire. I knew there was something going on…"

Wufei grabbed Treize's arm, "No! Wait! Let me explain…"

Treize shook the cold grip loose, his face scrunching in disgust, "All this time, you hid from me."

Wufei shook his head, his eyes tearing, "Treize, I'm not what you think. I don't feed."

"You expect me to believe that?"

Wufei's eyes widened at the complete distrust in other's voice, he felt his chest tighten painfully, "Yes. Yes… I do…"

"How old are you?"

Wufei's throat caught, "What?"

"I asked, how old are you? Five hundred? Six hundred?" Treize laughed, "Gods, I've been fucking a freak!"

It hurt. It hurt. Wufei backed away, "I love you… you love me… this doesn't change anything…"

Treize narrowed his eyes, "This changes everything."

Deep down, Treize knew he was lying. He loved Wufei, that was a fact. There was nothing that could make him stop loving the sweet boy he met years ago. In a way, he should be thankful. If Wufei hadn't been a vampire… there was no way he could have met him.

Immortality had its perks. But still, how was he going to explain this to Daniel?

Wufei felt like his chest was going to explode from the pressure of his anxiety, he felt dizzy.

The small amount of blood Trowa managed to give him only stifled the hunger, his lack of blood for the past month of starvation was catching up to him.

"Wufei?" Treize moved forward, his hand reaching out, "What's wrong?"

Wufei's vision blurred, his limbs growing heavy, "Treize…"

Treize's breath hitched when Wufei's black irises glazed over and the boy collapsed into his arms, "Wufei!"

He followed the dead weight to the floor, his hands shaking, "Wufei… baby, what's wrong?"

Wufei was motionless, his eyes slightly open, his body cold as ice. The color in his face was gone, pale against Treize's own olive skin, "Oh fuck..."

Treize shook Wufei's shoulders, "Wufei, wake up... come on, wake up!"

He felt his vision blur, a hoarse feeling pushing against this throat, "Wufei...?" His grip loosened on the petite shoulders, his throat tightening.

Wufei was a vampire. He couldn't die.

Right?

+| End Chapter Four |+