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Disclaimers: Don't own 'em. Never have, never will. I just like to
play with them every once in a while. Suing me is pointless-- I have no money.
The song "Angel" belongs to Sarah McLaughlin. (Love that song!)
Warnings: YAOI (big surprise there, ne?) YURI hints. That means men
loving men and women loving women. Don't like, don't read. Here's the obligatory
OOC warning (since they never want to behave for me!), and this story is
slightly AU due to a certain character actually being alive. Also, a bit
of a spoiler for the end of the series and Wufei's character. Endless Waltz
never happens. Oh, and sap. Lots of it. ^_^;;
Pairings: mainly 13 x 5, implied 1 x 2, 3 x 4
Last updated: 17 July 2003
Shall We Dance?
Nakki no Miko
Why am I here? Wufei asked himself the question for the umpteenth
time as he tried to make himself inconspicuous against the far wall of the
Peacecraft ballroom. There was a full size orchestra in one corner of the
room, and there were dozens of couples gliding around the floor to the grand
waltz it was playing. The war was over, and the Earthsphere Alliance's finest
were out celebrating. Wufei snorted softly to himself as his eyes searched
the room for possible threats. The war might be over, but Wufei knew that
there were always individuals that would upset the peace if it were possible.
To insure peace, he thought to himself. That is why I am here.
Wufei allowed himself to think the lie, and then berated himself for telling
it in the first place.
He knew why he was there. The war was over, and it was really because of
his own actions. He had fought OZ's general in a fair fight, and Wufei closed
his eyes against the memory of Talgese II going up in a white-hot ball of
flame. He had cried for the General then; hot, bitter tears that seemed to
sear his cheeks as they fell. He hadn't realized until that moment that he
hadn't really wanted to kill Treize at all. Devastated was too kind of a
word for what he had felt upon his return to earth, and he had wanted to
disappear, but he knew he couldn't. The peace Wufei and the other pilots
had won was, at best, fragile. Wufei knew he had to stay around to insure
the peace grew strong so that it could survive on its own. So, he had swallowed
the grief he was feeling and threw himself into his work at the Preventers.
He had been doing well until he heard the rumor circulating through the office.
Treize is alive, he heard a group of junior officer whispering amongst
themselves. A salvage crew found the cockpit and it was intact and he's
alive. Wufei hadn't even bothered to ask the underlings if it were true.
Instead, he marched himself to Lady Une's office, and when he arrived he
found Zechs and Noin there, already asking the question that was upon his
lips. Is it true? Wufei had demanded. Yes, Une had answered
simply. She went on to tell them that the General had contacted her earlier
that morning, that he was fine, and that he had no desire to be involved
in the politics of the world anymore.
To say that Wufei had been shocked would have been an understatement. He
had simply stood and stared at Une for several moments before he felt Noin's
hand on his arm and heard her ask if he were okay. He had simply shook his
head, unable to form any coherent thoughts. Treize is alive he had
thought, over and over, until it was like a mantra in his mind. When he had
finally managed to pull himself from his sudden stupor, he had enough presence
of mind to ask Une if she knew where he was. No, she answered, But
he's been invited to the ball at the Peacecraft Palace in Sanq this weekend.
And that is why you are here, Wufei thought to himself. He was here
to reassure himself that the one man in his life that he most respected really
wasn't dead by his own hand.
"Wufei?" Duo was standing in front of him now, his lithe frame decked out
in a tuxedo that was such a dark violet that it was almost black and his
wide, violet eyes looking concerned. "Aren't you going to dance?"
"And who would I dance with, Maxwell? You?" Wufei snorted. "I don't think
Heero would appreciate that." Wufei couldn't help but laugh at the shocked
look on his fellow pilot's face.
"You... Knew?" Duo finally managed to stammer, a blush spreading over his
"Baka! Of course I knew!" Wufei retorted. "You were always throwing yourself
at Heero. It was fairly obvious, actually."
"Oh," Duo managed, and he looked embarrassed.
"Duo," Wufei reached out and placed his palm on Duo's warm cheek. "I'm just
glad he finally noticed. If he had waited too much longer I was going to
knock some sense into him for you." That earned him a bright smile, and Wufei
smiled inwardly. He would never tell Maxwell, but that smile was enough to
brighten even the worst of his moods.
"Thanks, Fei!" Duo exclaimed, and Wufei accepted the quick hug the pilot
gave him. "Are you sure you don't want to dance, though? I'll bet Sally or
Relena would if you asked..."
"While they are wonderful people, Duo, they just aren't my type," Wufei said.
Duo, again, looked pole-axed.
"Wufei, you mean . . . they're not your type of girls... Or they're
not your type because they are girls?" Much to Maxwell's credit, the
pilot kept his voice quiet enough so that the question was not overheard.
"I mean... weren't you married before?" Wufei took a deep breath before he
"I was married, but it was out of duty to my clan," Wufei said so that Duo
could just barely hear him over the orchestra. "They are not my type because
they are girls, Maxwell. It's something that I've always known about myself.
I just never chose to act upon it... I've never met anyone that would make
me want to act upon it." Duo cocked his head to the side, his violet
eyes regarding him thoughtfully.
"That's not true," Duo finally said. And it was a statement, not a speculation.
Understanding seemed to dawn on Duo's face, and his violet eyes narrowed
slightly. "You know, I was wondering why you agreed to come here tonight.
I mean, Quatre loves these parties, and that's why he's here, and Trowa's
here because he goes wherever Quatre is. I'm here because I love a good party,
and Relena's my friend and asked me to be here with her. Heero's here because
I asked him to come along as a favor, and because, as you guessed, he loves
me. But you... I thought you didn't have a reason to be here, but now that
you've shared your secret, I know exactly why you are here." Wufei resisted
the urge to walk away from Duo-- it wasn't something that you did to a friend,
especially when that friend had saved your ass several times during a war.
Instead, Wufei said nothing. "I heard the rumor going around the office yesterday,"
Duo continued, his tone speculative. "Treize is supposed to be here tonight."
"So?" Wufei asked, but even as he spoke, he knew he wasn't fooling Duo. The
boy was cunning and too smart to fall for it. Duo regarded him silently before
he suddenly leaned forward and kissed Wufei's cheek.
"Wufei, don't let that damn pride get in the way of your happiness," Duo
whispered, his amethyst eyes deadly serious. "I had my comm link up during
the battle between you and Treize."
"And?" The word was spoken more harshly than Wufei had intended, but Duo
was used to his eccentricities, and the Gundam pilot just gave him a soft
smile. It seemed as if he were going to speak, but there was a sudden commotion
at the entrance of the ballroom, and Duo looked over his shoulder. Wufei
followed his gaze with his own, and suddenly found that he could not breathe
properly. "Ah, gods," he breathed as Treize Kushrenada strode into the room
with that self-assured poise and grace that he was known the world over for.
The General was mobbed with well wishers, and he felt a pang of longing as
he watched Treize embrace first Zechs, then Une, then Noin as they welcomed
"You should go say hi," Duo said, and Wufei tore his eyes away from Treize
long enough to look at the man standing directly in front of him.
"Duo, I'm afraid," Wufei whispered. The Deathscythe pilot's eyes grew wide
as Wufei called him 'Duo.' He recovered quickly, a small smile playing on
"What if . . . What if he doesn't feel the same?" Wufei managed. It was hard
for him to admit what he was feeling. "I don't want to make a fool of myself
in front of all these damn politicians!"
"Wufei, no one is asking you to confess your undying love to him," Duo said
with a chuckle. "Just go say hi. See how he reacts. Wufei, you'll regret
it if you don't." The Shenglong pilot sighed. He knew that Maxwell was right.
All he had to do was find the courage to pry himself from the wall and walk
over to where Treize was now talking with Trowa and Quatre. He felt a warm
hand encircle his own, and before he knew it, Maxwell was tugging on his
hand and pulling him towards the opposite side of the room. "Come on, Fei.
I'll go with you." Wufei followed after gently removing his hand from Duo's,
but he stayed close to his friend as they approached the place where Treize
"...I was lucky that the cockpit was made of Gundanium as well," Treize was
saying as they drew closer. "The doctors say it was the only reason I survived."
"It's a miracle," Quatre said. The blonde pilot smiled
up at the General. "I'm so happy that you are alive, sir. It would have been
a shame to lose such a brilliant mind." Treize chuckled softly, and the sound
warmed Wufei from the inside out.
"You, Quatre, are a very gracious winner," Treize said
with a slight bow. "It is very kind of you to say such things."
"It's the truth." That from Trowa, who was hovering very
close to Quatre. Wufei smiled as Quatre's hand seemed to find Trowa's on
its own. "What will you do now, sir?"
"I really haven't thought about it much," Treize mused, a small smile gracing
his lips as he, too, noticed Trowa and Quatre's linked hands. "I do rather
hope I end up as happy as the two of you seem to be." Quatre blushed, just
as Wufei knew he would, and found himself wondering... Could I make Treize
"And what would it take to make you happy?" Duo's voice cut into the
conversation, and Wufei's mouth went dry when Treize's blue gaze turned away
from Quatre and towards where he and Duo were standing.
"Duo Maxwell, isn't it?" Treize asked, politely addressing the pilot. Duo
grinned as he bowed slightly.
"I run, I hide, but I never tell a lie," Duo quipped. He extended a hand,
and Treize shook it. "It's an honor to meet you, sir."
"Likewise," Treize said as he released Duo's hand. "You're a legend in yourself,
Duo. I can't tell you how many times I've heard survivors of Gundam attacks
talk of you. Shinigami, they called you." Duo's expression became serious
"I did what I had to do," Duo said softly. I'm not proud of it, was
the underlying meaning and Treize nodded.
"You did," he agreed. "We all did what we had to do," Treize said as he pointedly
turned his gaze onto Wufei. The Shenglong pilot momentarily forgot how to
breathe as those blue eyes locked with his ebony.
"Yes," Wufei said softly. "Even if we didn't like what we had to do." At
that moment, the orchestra finished the waltz it was on and wound down into
another waltz, this one more quiet and slightly slower. Suddenly, for Wufei
there was nothing and no one else in the room but Treize, and he felt as
if he would drown in the azure pools of his eyes. He was dimly aware of Quatre
and Trowa moving off to dance to the new waltz, and a moment later Heero
came and whisked Duo away to do the same. And through it all Wufei merely
stood and gazed at Treize, not sure what he was waiting for. As it was, he
felt as if the world had gone surreal when Treize reached out with a white-gloved
hand and asked in a soft, unassuming voice:
"Shall we dance, Wufei?" The Shenglong pilot couldn't find the words to answer
the man. Instead, he reached out with his own gloved hand and allowed the
General to take it into his own and lead him onto the floor. There was no
question in Wufei's mind that the General would be leading, and he allowed
himself to relax slightly as Treize turned to face him and placed his free
hand at Wufei's waist before stepping off and whirling Wufei into a waltz.
They said nothing for several moments, Wufei content to let Treize lead in
the conversation as well. Finally, Treize pulled him a little closer as they
moved across the floor, and bent to whisper in Wufei's ear.
"I do hope that you are not beating yourself up over what happened out there,
Wufei," Treize breathed. "It was not your fault. I was a fool to underestimate
you as I did."
"I was the fool," Wufei answered as Treize led him into a turn and continued
to waltz around the floor. "I didn't realize what I wanted until it was too
late." Wufei swallowed hard as the near confession left his lips. This was
hard. This was like pulling scabs off a deep wound, and he wondered if he'd
be able to go through with what his heart was telling him to do. Treize pulled
away enough to look him in the eyes, and the General's expression was thoughtful
as he looked down at Wufei.
"And what did you want, Wufei?" Treize whispered, his eyes never looking
away. Wufei couldn't answer right away, and he continued to gaze at Treize
as the older man led him gracefully through the dance and around other couples.
He was dimly aware of passing by Trowa and Quatre, and thought that perhaps
Duo and Heero had been in the crowd somewhere, but he was unsure. His world
consisted of nothing but the tall man holding him in his arms. "Wufei?" The
Chinese man took a deep breath and swallowed hard before he answered:
"Ah, now you are finally being honest with yourself," Treize said with a
soft smile. "Honesty is so much better, Wufei, don't you think?" The blue
eyes were kind as they looked down at him.
"Hai," Wufei whispered, and he suddenly had to look away. He averted his
gaze and dropped his eyes to study the neat bow-tie of Treize's tux. "Even
if it scares you to death."
"Even so," Treize whispered. "If it helps any, Wufei, I am afraid, too."
Ebony eyes snapped back up to look at Treize, and he found the General smiling
at him. "I have wanted you from the moment you left your Gundam to challenge
me, Dragon. Isn't it funny? We wanted the same thing and didn't even know
it until now." The music was changing again, and the orchestra was replaced
by a D.J. so that the musicians could rest. The soft strains of music filled
the ballroom, and it was a slow dance. Many of the older couples left the
floor, but Wufei noted idly that his fellow pilots merely stepped closer
to one another and continued to sway slowly with the music. His attention
was drawn back to the man that held him when he felt Treize draw closer.
Wufei closed his eyes as a woman's angelic voice filled the room.
Spend all your time waiting, for that second chance, for the
break that will make it okay. There's always some reason to feel not good
enough, and it's hard at the end of the day. I need some distraction, a beautiful
release, memory seeps from my veins. Let me be empty and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight...
The meaning of the words pierced Wufei to the very center of his soul, and
at that very moment, he realized just how alone he had been in his life.
He had always been a loner, and he was most unforgiving with himself. He
could remember every mistake he had ever made in his life, and he berated
himself for them still. He was his own worst critic.
So tired of the straight line and everywhere you turn, there's
vultures and thieves at your back. And the storm keeps on twisting, you keep
on building the lie, that you make up for all that you lack. It don't make
no difference, escaping one last time, it's easier to believe in the this
sweet madness oh, this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees...
He was tired of running from himself. He was tired of lying to himself about
what and who he was. The war had been hell, especially when he had thought
Treize was gone.
"Wufei?" Treize's concerned voice made him look up, and he was shocked to
find tears in the General's eyes. "Wufei, are you okay?" Wufei felt tears
rising in his eyes as the voice sang on.
In the arms of an angel, fly away from here, from this dark
cold hotel room and the endlessness that you fear, you are pulled from the
wreckage of your silent reverie. You're in the arms of the angel, may you
find some comfort here.
"Treize," Wufei's voice was a mixture of desperation and pleading as he spoke
the General's name, and he leaned into Treize's arms as the music played
on. Treize wrapped his arms around Wufei's waist and when the pilot tilted
his head upwards to meet Treize's lips in a kiss, it seemed right. Tears
fell freely from his eyes as the void in his soul was filled with his love
of Treize. He was dimly aware of Duo's soft encouraging words from somewhere
to his left, and Quatre's happy sigh from somewhere on his right, but all
he really cared about was the man that held him. Treize broke the kiss off
and smiled softly at him.
"I love you, Wufei. You know that, don't you?" He whispered. Wufei wrapped
his arms around Treize and rested his head on the General's shoulder. Treize
sighed happily as he rested his chin on the crown of Wufei's head.
"Yes," Wufei whispered. "And I love you, too." Treize tightened his embrace
and continued to sway softly to the music. Wufei looked up at him. "Please
don't leave me again."
"Never, Dragon-fei," Treize whispered as he bent and kissed him again. "Never
You're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort
An hour or so later...
Relena Dorlian Peacecraft was tired of the ball. Oh, the orchestra was nice,
but the atmosphere was so stuffy! She looked sideways at the blonde
sitting next to her, and where Relena hid her boredom, Dorothy Catalonia
had no qualms about letting it show on her fine features. She chose at that
moment to yawn rather openly, and Relena couldn't help the giggle that escaped
her lips. Dorothy arched a forked eyebrow at the noise, and even though she
never looked at Relena, her lips curled upwards in a smile. Relena smiled
and nodded at a passing dignitary as they passed the table on their way out.
She didn't have the heart to get up-- her feet were killing her!
"Now, there's a delicious sight," Dorothy muttered under her breath
as she placed her elbow on the table and rested her chin in the palm of her
silk-encased hand. Relena followed Dorothy's gaze across the room and found
herself agreeing with the statement as she drank in the sight of Treize and
Wufei gliding gracefully across the floor to a waltz. The two had been inseparable
after their first waltz together, and every other hopeful in the room had
resigned themselves to watching the stunning couple every time they hit the
dance floor together. Relena's gaze turned back to Dorothy, her eyes wandering
over the thin frame encased in a black silk evening gown. Her blond hair
was piled atop her head in a fetching array, wisps of her blonde hair framing
her narrow elfin features. Relena let a slow smile turn up the corners of
"Not nearly as delicious as you," Relena said softly. Again, Dorothy did
not look at her, but she smiled again.
"Whatever are your friends going to say when they find out about us?" Dorothy
asked, her voice laced with amusement. Relena laughed.
"I would hope they would say they are happy for us," Relena finally managed,
and then she gave Dorothy a mock frown. "It'd be pretty damn hypocritical
of them to think anything else, now, wouldn't it?" Dorothy gave a slight
"And our Gundam pilots are many things, but hypocrites they are not,"
Dorothy stated. "Besides, they adore you, Relena-chan. They wouldn't
care if you loved an old balding man if that is what made you happy." Relena
smiled and nodded. It was a good feeling to know that her friends loved her
"However, it's not something they have to worry about, for I much prefer
you, Dorothy dear," Relena purred. Again, Dorothy smiled, and a moment later
her eyes narrowed, and the smile became a wide grin. "Ah, the last of our
stuffy dignitaries are leaving. Look." Relena's eyes wandered over to the
entrance, and sure enough, Une was saying a farewell to the last foreign
leader and his wife. Two seconds later, they left, and Une reached out to
shut the large double doors.
"It's about damn time!" Relena exclaimed as she got to her feet. "Now the
real party starts!"
Wufei was, to put it simply, in heaven.
"Dragon, whatever are you thinking?" Treize's silk tenor interrupted his
reverie, and he smiled as he looked up at the man twirling him around the
dance floor. Blue eyes were dancing with amusement as they looked down at
him, and Wufei found he didn't care. The warmth in those eyes made his heart
melt, and Wufei found himself thinking that dancing with Treize was so much
more fun than fighting him! "Dragon?"
"I'm thinking that I wish this evening would never end," Wufei answered truthfully.
Treize chuckled softly.
"Ah, fairly close to what I was thinking, then," Treize said. "Great minds
often think alike."
"So do perverted ones!" Duo quipped. He and Heero had been close enough to
hear the exchange, and Wufei couldn't help but laugh at the audacity of his
friend. "You look like you're having a good time there, Wu-chan! I didn't
think it was possible!"
"Maxwell, you're incorrigible, you know that, don't you?" Wufei said with
a mock scowl. Duo grinned hugely as he waltzed by with Heero.
"You hear that, Heero? I'm incorrigible... Mpf!" Duo's words were cut off
by Heero's lips on his own, and Treize laughed with Wufei this time as they
continued to move across the floor.
"Baka," Wufei muttered, but the word held a wealth of feeling, and Treize
"You and he are very close, no?" Treize asked. Wufei nodded.
"Hai. Sometimes, Maxwell was the only thing that stood between me and suicide,"
Wufei answered truthfully. Treize made a pained sound in the back of his
throat and Wufei felt his arms pull him closer.
"Dragon, I'm so very glad for Duo, then," Treize whispered into his hair.
"Was it so very bad, then?"
"Oh, gods, yes," Wufei whispered. "When I thought you were dead, I wanted
to die. I thought I had killed the only person in my life that I could call
my equal. And as I said before, I didn't realize until you were gone that
the emotion I was feeling towards you was so much more than mere respect."
"I'm not dead," Treize whispered, fiercely. Wufei chuckled as he tilted his
head back and stole a kiss from the General's lips.
"I'm aware of that," Wufei said, his lips quirking into a slight smile. "At
least, I'm fairly certain you are not a ghost." Anything Treize might have
said was curtailed when the orchestra suddenly ceased to play. Wufei looked
up and was startled to find that the ballroom was near empty. The only people
left were his fellow pilots, a few dozen Preventers soldiers, and Une, Zechs,
and Noin. Relena and Dorothy were speaking with the D.J, and after a moment,
Relena took the microphone from him and tapped it to test it.
"Hey, is this thing on?" Relena said, and blushed slightly as her voice echoed
throughout the spacious room. "I guess it is." Wufei chuckled along with
everyone else. "First of all, I want to thank all of you for coming this
evening. I know for most of you dealing with politics and foreign world leaders
is not your idea of a good time, and I really appreciate your support this
evening. It's so much easier for me to face such things with good friends
at my side."
"We'll always be here for you, kiddo!" Noin called out, and the sentiment
was heartily echoed by several people in the room.
"Yeah!" Duo cried. "Whenever you need to have someone's ass kicked, just
let us know!" There was laughter all around when Heero gave a tug on Duo's
braid, causing the Deathscythe pilot to give a soft "eep."
"Heero! Behave, will you?" Relena admonished, and then giggled when Heero
merely smirked and shook his head. "Yes, well, I agree. I believe we've all
'behaved' for enough this evening. I've managed to talk the DJ into staying
for at least three more hours, and I hope you will all stay and enjoy it.
There's still plenty of food left, and I for one, plan on dancing till my
feet fall off. Please, my friends, enjoy yourselves!" The minute she turned
the microphone off, the DJ started the music, and it was good, solid techno
dance music. It wasn't long before Duo and Quatre were on the floor dancing
to the hard beat, their eyes closed and their heads thrown back as they lost
themselves in the music. Wufei grinned at the sight as he followed Treize
from the dance floor. They looked good out there, and Wufei glanced
around the room and after a moment found what he was looking for. Trowa and
Heero were standing side by side just off the dance floor watching their
lovers dance, and their gazes were smoldering. Hm, wonder if I could get
Treize to look at me like that? Dare I even break the image I have so carefully
created? I'll bet Duo thinks I can't dance!
"Hey, having fun?" Wufei looked up as Treize drew up to a table. Sally, Noin,
Zechs and Une were sitting around it, and Wufei smiled at Sally as Treize
pulled a chair out for him.
"Yes," Wufei answered as he seated himself in the chair. Une's smile was
wide as Treize seated himself next to Wufei.
"Well, one look at your date, and I can see why," she drawled. "I can't even
tell you how many nasty, jealousy-filled remarks I heard about your character
"Let them talk," Wufei said with a snort. "If there's one thing this war
has taught me, it's that life is too short to spend time worrying about what
other people think about you."
"Well said!" Noin said, raising her wine glass in a salute to Wufei's new
found wisdom. Again, Wufei gave them a genuine smile.
"Thank you," Wufei said. "And I'm sure your character was attacked almost
nearly as much as mine, Noin." He looked pointedly at Zechs as he spoke,
and Noin giggled and nodded.
"Jealousy is such an ugly thing, isn't it? I mean, can we help it if we've
landed the two most arguably gorgeous men in the room?"
"Absolutely not," Wufei said, grinning up at Treize. The General smiled and
kissed him on the temple before he raised a hand for a passing waiter. Treize
ordered a glass of wine for himself, and in a very telling moment for everyone
at the table, green tea for Wufei. The General obviously knew the pilot very
well, even though it seemed they had only just admitted their feelings towards
one another, which meant Treize had thought about him often in the past.
The realization caused Wufei to feel a surge of love so strong for Treize
that it nearly brought tears to his eyes.
"Love you," Treize murmured as he gave Wufei a quick peck on the lips. Wufei
felt a blush spreading over his cheeks as Une and Sally grinned at him.
"Damn Onnas," Wufei muttered, but couldn't help but smile. He was so happy!
"Gods, will you look at those two?" Noin said, pointing to the dance floor.
"Gods, they look so damn hot! And check out Trowa and Heero! I think
they're going to pass out from the sheer wanting!" Wufei had to agree with
her. Quatre and Duo had shed their tux jackets and had rolled up the sleeves
of their dress shirts and were now moving sensuously to the music. Wufei's
eyes found Heero and Trowa again, and the two pilots looked like hungry lions
before a feeding. Their eyes were riveted to their lovers as they danced
"And Duo and Quatre know exactly what they are doing," Wufei said with a
snort. "I almost felt bad for Yuy for a while there. Once Duo made up his
mind to win him over, the fool never stood a chance."
"Indeed, Duo is a rather fetching creature," Treize said. Wufei frowned when
he looked up and found that Treize was watching Duo. Wufei was not, by nature,
jealous, but it irked him that Treize was watching his friend.
"Excuse me," Wufei said as he rose, a plan already forming in his mind.
"Wufei?" Treize sounded worried, and Wufei smiled as he bent and kissed him
on the lips.
"I'm going to go have a word with the DJ," Wufei said. Everyone at the table
was looking at him oddly as he walked away. He started to shed his jacket
as he walked towards the DJ booth, and by the time he had finished talking
to the man, his jacket had been tossed aside and he had rolled his sleeves
up, removed his bowtie and had opened the first two buttons of his shirt.
He turned and watched Quatre and Duo dance for a few moments before he took
a deep breath and gathered enough courage to step onto the dance floor and
join them. He strode calmly to where they were dancing, and when the current
song wound down, he cleared his throat.
"Wu-chan!" Duo exclaimed. "You're going to dance?" Wufei nodded once as he
purposefully lifted a hand and snapped the tie holding his hair back. Quatre
and Wufei just stared at him as the black silk fell from its confinement
and came to rest around his shoulders and face. He glanced over towards Treize,
and couldn't help but smirk as he realized he had the rapt attention of everyone
at that table. Wufei gave Quatre and Duo a sultry smile as the first strains
of the song he had requested started up.
"Now, gentleman, let me show you how seduction is really done."
Treize felt his mouth go dry when Wufei snapped
the tie on his hair. It had always been a fantasy of his to see Wufei with
his hair down, and the reality was so much better than the fantasy!
"Dear God," Une breathed.
"My sentiments exactly," Treize breathed as a steady R & B rhythm filled
the room, and Wufei started to dance. Treize swallowed hard as Wufei's hips
started to sway to the music, and shifted as his pants suddenly seemed to
be a size too small. He had always thought that Wufei was a stunning creature,
but the young man swaying to the beat on the dance floor was down right sexy.
"You are a very, very lucky man," Treize heard Noin say, and he only nodded
dumbly as he watched Wufei's dancing form. He was brought back to his senses
when he heard Zechs snort and comment:
"Treize could do better." He shrugged his shoulders when Noin looked at him.
"He could. You knew that he and I dated before, Noin. Treize and I used to
go to the clubs together, and let me tell you, as enticing as Wufei looks
out there, Treize could turn the tables on him, no problem."
"Zechs!" Treize protested, and he blushed slightly at the amused looks he
was getting from Une and Sally.
"Don't let him fool you," Zechs continued. "He could turn Wufei in to a puddle
of lusting ooze if he got out there with them."
"I have to admit," Une said, arching an eyebrow, "That's a sight I'd love
to see. I'm so used to Wufei being an uptight prude that I would get no end
of satisfaction from seeing that!"
"Yeah," Sally said, smirking. "Besides, if you ask me, it looks like Wufei's
tossing down the proverbial gauntlet! He just can't resist challenging you,
one way or another!" Treize couldn't help but smirk at the observation.
"Indeed, it does seem as if my little Dragon enjoys trying to best me," Treize
drawled. He rose from his chair in a slow, languid movement that fairly oozed
with sensuality. He laughed inwardly at the soft, tortured sound Zechs and
the ladies gave as he moved. He took his time undoing the buttons on his
jacket, and in an equally languorous movement, removed it and tossed it onto
the back of his chair.
"Wufei's very, very lucky too," Noin said, fanning herself absently with
a hand. Treize arched an eyebrow at the hungry look Noin was giving him,
and looked at Zechs. Zechs merely shrugged and gave his long-time friend
a big grin.
"I'd be a damn hypocrite if I scolded her for it, Treize. I'm enjoying the
view just as much as she is," Zechs admitted, still grinning. Treize laughed
as he undid the cuff links on his sleeves and rolled the cuffs up. "I take
it you're going to go out there and show 05 how it's really done?"
"I am," Treize said. "My ego will not allow me to let such a challenge pass
"That ego of yours is going to get you into trouble one of these days," Zechs
said with a smirk.
"Ah, Miri, that may be true, but I do believe this evening my ego
is going to help me get lucky," Treize drawled as he turned and started for
the dance floor. Noin and the others erupted into laughter when Zechs retorted:
"And then some!"
Trowa and Heero were just staring, open-mouthed,
as they watched Wufei dance.
"Did you know he could dance?" Trowa finally managed. Heero just shook his
head. "I mean, he's giving Duo a run for his money!" Heero nodded. Taking
the spotlight from Duo on the dance floor was not an easy thing to
do, yet Wufei had somehow managed to do so. Much to Duo's credit, the Deathscythe
pilot seemed unperturbed by the whole thing. Rather, Heero suspected his
braided lover was enjoying the show. Wufei, simply put, was hot. A
movement at the edge of the dance floor caught his eye, and he smirked and
nudged Trowa and pointed to where Treize was just emerging from the crowd
gathered at the edge of the floor.
"Looks like Treize has taken up the gauntlet," Heero stated as the older
man made his way to where Wufei, Duo and Quatre were dancing. Trowa groaned.
"I don't think I can take much more of this," he complained, good naturedly.
Heero merely smirked.
"It will be worth it later, Trowa," Heero said as he watched Treize start
to move. "Gods, Duo's going to jump me the minute we get through the door
tonight, and I suspect Quatre will do the same with you." Trowa snickered
"Well, when you put it that way..." Heero nodded, and the two pilots settled
in against the wall to watch the show.
Wufei was lost in the music when he felt Duo elbow
him in the ribs and hiss:
"Incoming!" Wufei snapped his eyes open and looked towards where Duo was
pointing, and nearly stopped moving at the sight of Treize stalking towards
him like some great cat on the prowl.
"Bloody hell," Wufei muttered. "We're about to get bested, boys." Duo and
"You got that impression, too?" Quatre teased, and then he beamed at Treize
as the man joined them. "Hi!" Treize smiled and nodded first to Quatre and
then Duo before turning his attention to the Chinese pilot still dancing
"Dragon, must you constantly challenge me so?" Treize drawled. Wufei laughed
out loud at the question.
"I can't help it," he said with a shrug. "Especially when I know you'll rise
to the challenge every time. I like having that kind of power over you."
Treize's grin was predatory as he started to move his hips to the music and
he drew closer to Wufei.
"Oh, you do, do you?" Treize purred as he snaked his arm around Wufei's waist
and pulled him closer. Wufei's breath caught in his throat as Treize started
to really move to the music, his body pressed against Wufei's.
"H-h-hai," Wufei managed to stammer, and then groaned when Treize bent and
kissed him deeply. To his left, Duo snickered.
"Who's got power over who, Wufei?" Duo teased.
"Personally, I think Wufei's deluding himself," Quatre said brightly as he
continued to dance. Wufei couldn't help but chuckle as he let himself get
swept away by the music and Treize.
"Some friends you are," Wufei groused, still smiling.
"Oh, but we're the best kind," Duo said cheerfully. "We tell you when you're
"And you take great pleasure in doing so as often as possible," Wufei said,
sticking his tongue out at Duo.
"Ah, ah, ah! Don't stick that out unless you intend to use it!" Duo admonished,
and Wufei's eyes took on a wicked gleam as he leaned into Treize's frame
and tasted the flesh of his neck. Treize moaned softly as Wufei's tongue
and then his lips found the pulse in his neck. Wufei felt Treize's arms wrap
around him tightly as they continued to move to the music.
"Careful, Dragon," Treize breathed into his ear. "Unless you want
me to take you right here on the dance floor." Wufei felt the heat of a blush
spread over his cheeks, and he hid his face against Treize's shoulder. He
felt a shiver of desire traverse his spine when Treize whispered into his
ear: "You're so very beautiful, Wufei, and I want you so very badly." Duo
and Quatre had moved away a little to give them some privacy, and Wufei was
grateful to them.
"Me too," Wufei husked against his shoulder. He shivered again as Treize
moved his hands over his back and then rested them in the small of Wufei's
back and pulled the smaller man closer.
"You're trembling," Treize whispered. The song they were currently dancing
to wound down, and a slow, sultry tune started. Wufei was barely aware of
several couples joining them on the floor, and Trowa and Heero came to claim
their own lovers for the dance.
"I'm afraid," Wufei confessed. "I've... I've never done anything like this."
Treize chuckled softly as he swayed them to the music.
"You're a virgin?"
"Not exactly," Wufei said, blushing again. "I was married once." Treize pulled
back enough so that Wufei could see the surprise in his eyes. "I was! Her
name was Merian, and we married out of duty to our colony. She was killed
by the Alliance when our Colony was attacked. It was because of her that
I started to fight." Wufei couldn't stop the sudden tears in his eyes as
he spoke of his long dead wife.
"You loved her?" Treize whispered as he pulled Wufei close again and cradled
his head against his shoulder. Wufei nodded as he slid his arms around Treize's
waist and leaned into him. He let the General dictate their movement to the
music, content to let the man take control.
"More as a sister than anything else," Wufei murmured against his shoulder.
"I mean, we had sex because we wanted to provide a child to help with the
population of our colony, but I knew even then that I didn't like women that
way. I think Merian knew it too. But, I loved her. We were very, very close
when she died."
"I'm sorry," Treize murmured against his ear. "It must have been so very
terrible for you."
"I still miss her sometimes," Wufei confessed. He looked up at Treize. "Are
you sure you want to get involved with me, Treize? I'm an emotional mess,
really. I just hide it well." Treize smiled softly as he bent and kissed
Wufei deeply and slowly. Wufei was breathless when Treize finally let him
up for air.
"What do you think, Dragon-fei?" Treize husked. Wufei gave a happy sigh as
he rested his head against Treize's shoulder.
"I think I may be the luckiest man alive." Treize chuckled softly as he ran
his hand over the black silk of Wufei's hair.
"Funny, I was just thinking the same thing."
Duo watched as Treize and Wufei talked and danced
with each other. The two were wrapped so tightly in each other's arms that
it was hard to tell where one of them started and the other finished. It
made Duo's heart warm to see Wufei so in love. The Shenglong pilot had been
sharing an apartment with he and Heero since the end of the war, and it had
been so hard for Duo to see the sadness in Wufei's ebony eyes when he had
thought that Treize was dead.
"What are you thinking, Duo?" Heero's voice cut through his thoughts, and
Duo smiled up at his lover as they moved to the music.
"I was just thinking that we need to make sure Treize comes back to the apartment
with us tonight. Have you ever seen Wufei look so happy?"
"No," Heero said. He smiled and placed a kiss on Duo's nose. "I'm sure we
can talk Treize into coming back to the apartment tonight. I mean, he's got
incentive, now, doesn't he?"
"Heh. Yeah. And then Wufei won't feel quite so lost in that king size bed
he's got stuffed into his bedroom," Duo quipped. Duo gave a happy sigh as
he looked over at them again. "Gods, I'm so happy for them I could just burst."
"I love you, Duo," Heero breathed just before capturing his koi's lips in
a kiss. "You're so selfless, and I adore that in you."
"Hey, I just want everyone to be as blissfully happy as I am!" Duo said with
a grin. Heero smiled as he rested his forehead against Duo's. They danced
like that for several moments before Duo took in a sharp breath. "Well, will
you look at that!" Heero looked towards where Duo was, and just stared. Relena
was on the dance floor.
And she was dancing in a very provocative manner with none other than Dorothy
"Who would have thought?" It was Quatre that spoke, for he and Trowa had
sidled closer when they had heard Duo's startled exclamation.
"Indeed, I did not think my cousin went that way," Treize mused as he and
Wufei drew closer to the two couples. "Then again, I don't ever remember
her dating at all. I rather think they go well together, though."
"They do," Heero said suddenly, and he was smiling softly as he watched Dorothy
pull Relena close and kiss her. "I'm glad for her." He turned his attention
back to Duo. "Let's go home." Duo's smile was sultry.
"I thought you'd never ask," Duo purred.
"Damn," Wufei muttered as he heard Heero suggest
he and Duo go home.
"Dragon?" Treize's voice was filled with concern, and Wufei gave him a wry
"If they're going home, that means I have to leave, too. We share a large
two bedroom apartment about a mile from Preventers headquarters, and they're
my ride home," Wufei said with an apologetic look.
"So bring him with you," Duo said, and for once, his tone was serious. Wufei's
chanced a glance at Heero, and the Wing pilot smiled and nodded slightly.
Suddenly, Wufei had the distinct feeling that Duo was suggesting more than
a one night stay over for the OZ General. Wufei looked up at Treize.
"Would you like to?" Wufei whispered, afraid of the answer. Treize smiled
and nodded once.
"If it's not too much trouble for your apartment mates, yes," Treize said.
"To be honest, I came straight from the shuttle port, and my bags are in
the coat room with my coat. I hadn't even really thought about where I was
going to stay."
"That does it, then! You're staying at the Maxwell-Yuy-Chang hotel!" Duo
said happily. "You'll love the accommodations!" Duo's expression turned serious
as he looked at Treize and Wufei. "And I kind of hope you stay a while."
"Duo!" Wufei exclaimed, but Treize's hand on his shoulder stopped him. He
looked up to find Treize looking at him with a loving gaze.
"Only if it's what the Dragon wants," Treize said, quite seriously. "Regardless,
I have to find a place to live. I've agreed to become an free agent for the
Preventers, which means I need to stay close."
"It seems too good to be true," Wufei whispered. "Gods, yes! I want you to
stay!" Duo grinned again.
"Well, the Dragon has spoken! Shall we, then?"
"By all means," Treize drawled as he slid his arm around Wufei's waist and
followed Heero and Duo off the dance floor.
"What a beautiful place," Treize exclaimed as he
followed Wufei into the apartment. Wufei had not been kidding when he said
the apartment was large. It was more than large--it was downright luxurious.
The entrance hall gave way to a large living room with high cathedral ceilings
and a balcony overlooking the common park of the apartment complex. To the
right was a large kitchen, and from a quick glance Treize was able to tell
it was equipped with state of the art equipment. The Dining room was just
off the kitchen and was nearly filled with the mahogany table and matching
chairs. The living room was decorated in a deep forest green with matching
chairs and sofa. Treize was not surprised at all to see that the pilots had
a state of the art entertainment system, complete with a Sony Playstation
"It's not much, but we kind of like it," Duo said as he opened a hall closet
and held his hand out for Treize's coat. The General shrugged it off quickly
and handed it to the Deathscythe pilot. "You should see the bathroom."
"Full size Jacuzzi," Wufei said with a shrug. "And a multi-head shower big
enough to fit four people into. I thought it was rather extravagant when
we moved in."
"You would," Duo said with a snort. "But I'll bet Treize will like it just
fine. Personally, it's the skylight and all the plants that make me love
the room." Duo hung up his coat and then stepped aside so Heero and Wufei
could do the same. "Come on, I'll show you the rest of the place. It's actually
a three bedroom apartment, but we've converted the biggest room into an office
of sorts for the three of us. Treize followed Duo deeper into the spacious
apartment. Duo opened the first door he came to and ushered Treize in. There
were corner desks situated in the room, each with its own computer. Duo grinned
at him as he pointed at the fourth empty corner. "And would you look at that?
Room for another one!"
"You are incorrigible, Mr. Maxwell," Treize chuckled. He looked around
at the room, liking the hardwood floors and the deep mahogany of the desks.
"I like this room."
"That's good, because if you've joined the Preventers, you'll probably spend
a lot of time here. We like to work from home for the simple fact it's easier
than trying to deal with all the hero worship at the office. The younger
recruits tend to just stop and stare at us Gundam pilots. Une swears nothing
gets done when we're there. Anyway, we've got DSL lines and secure lines
for the work we do. We'll get you set up right away. I'll call and order
everything tomorrow." Treize nodded as Duo led him from the room down the
hall. He pointed to the second door. "That's the bathroom." He switched the
light on, and Treize made an appreciative sound as he took in the beauty
of the room.
"It's magnificent," Treize breathed. Duo grinned.
"Ain't it, though? And I'm betting that Wufei will learn to appreciate it
a little better now that you're here," Duo said. Treize nodded as he smirked.
"I, personally, adore this room. I've got a lot of fond memories of nice,
quiet baths with Heero."
"And I intend to make some of my own," Treize said softly. Duo nodded as
he snicked the light off and motioned for Treize to follow him again.
"This is mine and Heero's room," Duo said as he flicked the light on. This
room, too, had a cathedral ceiling and was done in black and white. "Both
ours and Wufei's room have their own private baths, but they've only got
showers, no bathtub. It's nice for when the main bath is in use, though."
"Very nice," Treize said as Duo flicked the light off and turned towards
the room directly across the hall.
"And this would be yours and Wufei's," Duo said as he switched the light
on. Again, there was a cathedral ceiling. The décor had a decidedly
Chinese flavor to it, not that it really surprised Treize. The hard wood
floor was covered almost entirely in an oriental rug, The king size bed was
made with cotton sheets and covered with a large quilt that was embroidered
with what Treize speculated was Wufei's family crest.
"It's beautiful," Treize said in a hushed voice. Duo smiled and nodded.
"I've always liked it, too. Wufei's got a softer side to him that most people
don't get to see," Duo said quietly. "Besides me and the other pilots, you're
probably the only one that's seen beyond the tough, bad-ass exterior he so
prides himself on. This room... This is the real Wufei. Honorable, courageous,
and loving." Duo paused, and when Treize looked down at him, the younger
man's eyes were full of tears. "We almost lost him," Duo finally whispered.
"Gods, I'm so glad you are here, Treize. I've lost so much in my life...
I don't think I could have stood losing my best friend on top of everything
"But you didn't lose me, baka," Wufei said as he walked into the room behind
them. He pulled Duo into his arms and held his friend close. Duo sobbed and
wrapped his arms around Wufei and buried his face in the crook of his neck.
Heero, alerted by Duo's sob, appeared in the doorway.
"Is he okay?" Heero asked softly, and Wufei smiled and nodded as he ran his
hands over Duo's hair and down the length of his braid.
"The baka's just overly tired," Wufei said gently. Heero nodded.
"I'm going to go make him some tea. Should I make enough for you and Treize,
"Please," Wufei said with a nod. Heero slipped from the room and Wufei returned
his attention to Duo. He hugged the pilot closer and pressed his cheek against
Duo's hair. "Baka, I'm not going to go anywhere or do anything stupid."
"I know," Duo sniffed as he hugged Wufei hard and then pulled away. He blushed
as he wiped the tears from his face. "Gods, I get so stupidly emotional sometimes."
"It's who you are, I suspect," Treize said as he reached out and brushed
a tear from Duo's cheek. "There's no shame in it, Duo."
"I keep trying to tell him that," Wufei said with a slight smile. Duo snorted
"That's rich coming from you, Mr. Keep-it-bottled-inside," Duo teased. Wufei
"That's just the way I am, Maxwell," Wufei said. Duo rolled his eyes, and
then paused to sniff the air.
"Mmmmm. Peppermint tea!" Duo said, and he turned and bounded from the room.
Wufei grinned up at Treize.
"We had better hurry if you want any," Wufei said. "It's Duo's favorite,
and he can drink a whole pot by himself. Just toss your bag on the bed and
we can worry about rearranging the closet space tomorrow, ne?" Treize nodded
as he tossed the bag on the bed and then turned to follow Wufei back to the
kitchen. The kitchen had a small, four person table, and Treize found that
he liked the coziness of it as he slid into a chair and accepted a cup of
tea from Heero. I'm going to be very happy here, he thought contentedly
as he watched Heero and Duo interact with one another. He reached under the
table and took Wufei's hand into his own and squeezed it. Wufei smiled softly
at him before releasing his hand and picking up his cup to sip at his tea.
"We'll have to order another corner desk tomorrow," Duo was saying to Heero.
"And a DSL line and a computer with all the Preventers software on it, too."
"Hn." Heero nodded and sipped his tea. "I'll call Une in the morning and
take care of it. She'll have to authorize it all, anyway, although I suspect
Treize may end up with higher security clearance than we even have."
"You got that feeling too?" Wufei asked. "I guess it makes sense. We're just
field operatives, after all. And frankly, I like it better that way. I'm
a soldier, not a politician," he said with a snort. He looked sideways at
Treize. "No offense meant." Treize gave him a lazy smile as he reached out
to trace his Dragon's jaw line.
"None taken, Wufei," Treize said with a smile. "To be honest, I was reluctant
to take the job, but when Une told me you had joined the Preventers as well,
I accepted. Somehow that woman knew of my feelings for you, even though I
had never even given voice to them before."
"That's Une for you," Duo said with a chuckle. "That woman is ruthless, you
"I know," Treize said with a smile. "That is, after all, why she was my first
in command. She will do well at the head of the Preventers. I am more than
happy to be a free agent. I've had enough of being in the spot light."
"Gods, don't I know that feeling?" Duo groaned.
"Hn. Any one of us walking through the office results in something akin to
a three ring circus," Heero said.
"That's what Duo was saying," Treize said.
"It sucks," Wufei said bluntly. "All I want to do is my job, and we've become
some sort of public icon. We can't go anywhere on base without starry-eyed
cadets pointing and gossiping."
"I feel your pain," Treize said with a smirk. "I guess it's fortunate that
you can work from home, ne?" All three pilots nodded in unison. Duo yawned
suddenly, and he gave them a sheepish grin as he stood from the table and
placed his teacup in the sink.
"I'm so going to bed," Duo said. "It's been such a long day." Heero rose
from the table and placed his cup in the sink and followed Duo. "Have a good
night, guys, and we'll see you in the morning. I'm going to make pancakes,
so don't sleep too late or you'll miss them!"
"We won't," Wufei said, and waved as the two left the kitchen and disappeared
down the hall to their room.
"I take it they're good?" Treize asked as he finished his tea. Wufei nodded.
"They're the best damn pancakes I've ever tasted," Wufei said. "Better than
any of Quatre's cooks have managed, and Quatre freely admits that. Duo likes
to cook, especially breakfast. He would pretty much shoo the cooks out of
the safe house kitchens during the war and make breakfast by himself. After
Heero finally admitted his feelings for Duo, he started to help, and breakfast
just got better. Heero makes good tea, better coffee, and believe it or not,
his scrambled eggs are just this side of heaven. He puts scallions and cheese
and a combination of spices into them that he won't even share with Duo."
"Then you've been well fed, at least," Treize said with a fond smile. Wufei
"Yes, but I like to cook, too," Wufei said. "Heero swears that I make the
best fried rice."
"Hmm . . . I'll have to try it sometime," Treize said. "I like to cook."
"I like to bake, believe it or not. Ask Zechs--I used to make him brownies
all the time," Treize said.
"Mmm . . . Brownies," Wufei said, dreamily. "I love brownies, especially
"I can make you some," Treize said softly as he leaned over and kissed Wufei's
cheek. "Would you like that, Dragon?"
"Hai," Wufei breathed, and he turned his head to capture Treize's lips in
a kiss. "Do you know what I would like even better?"
"Hm?" Treize ran his fingers over the flesh of Wufei's neck before dropping
them to undo the first two buttons on his shirt.
"I'd like it if you would follow me back to the bedroom," Wufei breathed.
"I want you, Treize." Treize nodded as he pulled away and stood. He
took their teacups and placed them in the sink and then turned back to Wufei
and lifted him effortlessly into his arms. Wufei gave a startled 'eep', and
then settled into Treize's embrace, and reached out and switched the kitchen
light off as Treize carried him from the room. Wufei couldn't help but smirk
as they passed Heero's and Duo's room and he heard a soft moan from behind
the closed door.
"Looks like Duo wasn't as tired as he thought he was," Treize whispered to
Wufei as he carried him into their room and toed the door shut.
"Heero's got that effect on him," Wufei said as Treize put him on his feet.
"I'm beginning to understand how that goes," Wufei husked as he wrapped his
arms around Treize's waist and tilted his head back for a kiss. Treize devoured
his mouth hungrily, their tongues twining together in lust and passion.
"It goes both ways, Dragon." Treize breathed as they separated. He moved
his hands back to the buttons on Wufei's shirt. "And you have on far too
many clothes." Wufei chuckled, a low, sultry sound that sent a rush of blood
to his groin.
"So do you, General," Wufei husked as he brought his own hands up and started
on the buttons of Treize's shirt. Wufei's breath caught in his throat as
he pushed the material back to reveal the hard planes of Treize's chest,
and couldn't resist the urge to lean forward and place an open mouthed kiss
against one of his pectorals, right above a nipple. Treize moaned softly,
Wufei's shirt momentarily forgotten, as the Shenglong pilot's mouth dropped
another centimeter and enveloped the bud of flesh. Wufei's tongue swirled
around the nipple before he gently nipped at it.
"Gods, Wufei!" Treize gasped when the pilot started to suckle at him. Wufei
eventually came up for air, and Treize growled low in his throat as he captured
Wufei's lips in a searing kiss before completely removing his shirt and then
practically tearing Wufei's from his smaller frame and tossing it aside.
"Pants off, now." Treize commanded breathlessly, and Wufei was quick to kick
his shoes and socks off and obey. A moment later, Treize was faced with the
sight of a completely nude Wufei standing before him, and he moaned softly
as he took in the perfection of the Shenglong pilot's body.
"Now you've got too many clothes on," Wufei teased as he turned and pulled
the sheets down on the bed. He climbed onto it and rolled onto his back so
that he was laying spread-eagled.
"Indeed I do," Treize murmured, and then set about remedying that oversight.
Moments later he was as nude as Wufei, and he stalked to the bed. He paused
for a moment to look at the man lying there. Wufei's hair was spread over
the pillow and shone in the dim lighting of the room. His black eyes were
wide with love and passion as he looked up at Treize, and his body language
screamed his want of Treize. Wufei smiled softly as he reached out for the
older man, and with a soft moan, Treize let himself be pulled into the bed
and onto Wufei.
"Oh!" Wufei gasped as their arousals slid against each other, his eyes fluttering
shut as the pleasure radiated through his whole being.
"Gods, Wufei, you are so beautiful," Treize whispered as he claimed another
kiss. It took him several more kisses before he realized Wufei was trembling,
much as he had on the dance floor earlier that evening. Treize levered himself
up onto his elbows and looked down into Wufei's ebony eyes. "Wufei? You're
"I'm still afraid," Wufei whispered. "I've never done this with a man..."
Treize smiled softly as he bent his head and kissed Wufei lightly.
"We don't have to do this," Treize whispered. "I'll stop right now and just
hold you if that is what you want. I don't want to make you uncomfortable,
Dragon. I don't want to hurt you."
"No, I want this," Wufei whispered. "But, I've heard things, that it hurts..."
"At first, yes," Treize answered truthfully. "But if done carefully the pain
subsides quickly and it becomes wonderful." Wufei closed his eyes as he took
a few calming breaths, and then opened them.
"I trust you," he whispered. He reached up with a hand to lace his fingers
into the ginger hairs at the nape of Treize's neck and pulled him down for
a kiss. "Make love to me," Wufei husked against his lips. "Please, Treize!"
Treize nodded and started to kiss a trail down Wufei's neck. He paused when
he reached his chest and Wufei gasped when Treize trailed his tongue lazily
over his nipples.
"Mmm... Love you," Treize husked as he went lower. Wufei gasped as he felt
Treize place a kiss on the head of his arousal, and then cried out when he
felt the General's warm mouth engulf him and swallow him whole.
"Treize!" His name was a breathless cry on Wufei's lips. Treize hummed appreciatively
as he sucked and licked at Wufei's arousal, relishing in the taste of his
young lover. He continued until Wufei was trembling with a need for release,
and then he pulled away. Wufei cried out in protest, but Treize silenced
him with a slow, lingering kiss.
"Lubricant?" Treize husked, and Wufei made a lazy gesture towards the bed-side
table. Treize reached over and opened the door, and found the tube lying
right on top. He snapped the lid open and coated his fingers before setting
it on the table and looking back at Wufei. "Dragon? Are you sure about this?"
"Hai," Wufei whispered.
"Then try to relax," Treize whispered as his fingers found the cleft behind
Wufei's manhood. "It will hurt less if you relax."
"I'll try... Oh!" Wufei gasped as Treize slid a slick finger into his depths.
His eyes fluttered shut at the erotic feel of that elegant digit moving slowly
in and out of him. He gasped again when Treize added a second finger, and
then whimpered as the third entered him.
"Relax," Treize husked as he brought his free hand up to wrap around Wufei's
arousal. Wufei's whole body seemed to sink into the mattress as he relaxed
fully under Treize's gentle touch, a long drawn out moan issuing forth from
his lips when Treize found his prostate.
"Oh, gods, that feels good," Wufei whispered. Treize chuckled softly as he
removed his fingers from Wufei's tight passage and slicked the remaining
lubricant over his own arousal. Wufei looked up at him as Treize lifted his
hips and positioned the head of his erection at Wufei's slicked entrance.
"It's going to get better," Treize promised as he started to slowly push
forward. Wufei's eyes grew impossibly large as the head of Treize's manhood
breached his opening, and he forced himself to relax as he took gulping breaths
of air. Treize was so much larger than the fingers!
"Oh, god," Wufei gasped as Treize slowly rocked into him, centimeter by centimeter,
until he was completely seated in the Shenglong pilot's pulsing warmth. Treize
paused to give Wufei the chance to adjust to his girth, and he bent to lap
away the tears that had sprung to the ebony eyes. Wufei felt so tight around
him, so good.
"Wufei, are you okay?" Treize whispered as he lapped at another tear.
"Yes," Wufei breathed. "It just hurts a little, that's all."
"Do you want me to stop?" Treize whispered. Wufei made a negative gesture
with his head.
"Just give me a minute," Wufei managed. The pain was starting to subside,
and Wufei shifted his hips slightly. "Oh!" Wufei moaned as the movement sent
a shock of pleasure through his system. "Oh, gods, Treize! Move, please!"
"Yes, my Dragon." Treize pulled back slightly and then plunged back into
Wufei's silky depths, and Wufei whimpered as Treize's hardness brushed against
his pleasure center. Treize's hands held Wufei's hips tight as he set a slow,
steady rhythm. Wufei's legs wrapped around his waist, and he tilted his hips
so that Treize had even greater penetration. Treize took advantage of it,
and Wufei cried out as each thrust filled him completely. Treize's hands
were all over him, his soft caresses sending shivers of pleasure down Wufei's
spine as each thrust set him closer and closer to the edge.
"Gods, Treize... I'm..." Wufei's words were lost in a cry as the orgasm washed
over him in intense waves of pleasure. Treize groaned as Wufei clenched around
him, and a moment later he succumbed to the pleasure with a soft cry. He
collapsed onto Wufei, sighing in content as the Shenglong pilot wrapped his
arms around him and held him close.
"I love you," Treize whispered against his chest. He felt Wufei's arms tighten
"I love you, too," Wufei husked. He laughed softly. "We're a sticky mess
now." Treize chuckled as he carefully lifted himself from Wufei's body and
then slowly withdrew from his lover. Wufei winced slightly as Treize's softening
manhood slid from him.
"I hurt you," Treize said with a frown.
"I'm okay," Wufei said. Treize's expression was doubtful, but he went to
the small bathroom attached to the room and wet a washcloth and cleaned himself
off before wetting another and taking it back to the bed. He cleaned Wufei
off with gentle strokes, first his stomach and then his opening. He frowned
when he saw a trace of blood on the pristine white of the cloth, and Wufei
reached up to stroke his cheek. "It's fine," Wufei said softly. "I was a
virgin, after all."
"I didn't want to hurt you," Treize said as he left the bed long enough to
rinse the blood from the cloth and hang it to dry.
"It only hurt for a minute," Wufei reassured him as he held his arms out
for Treize. The General slid into bed and pulled the covers up and over them
before wrapping Wufei in his embrace. Wufei gave a sigh of contentment as
he pillowed his head against Treize's shoulder. "It was wonderful, Treize,"
Wufei said sleepily. "I love you." Treize smiled softly as he lay a kiss
in the crown of Wufei's hair.
"I love you too," Treize whispered. Wufei gave another contented sound, and
then he was asleep. Not much longer after that, Treize followed him into
Wufei woke slowly the next morning, and it took
him a moment to remember the events of the night before. He opened his eyes
slowly, and stared at the white ceiling for several moments before he turned
his head to the side to take in the sight beside him. Treize was still sleeping,
his ginger lashes shimmering softly in the morning light. His lips seemed
to be curled in a slight smile as he slept, his breaths coming slow and steady
in his sleep. He was simply the most beautiful thing Wufei had ever seen,
and it humbled him to think that this sleeping angel was his. He watched
Treize sleep for nearly another twenty minutes before Treize's cornflower
blue eyes fluttered once, twice, and then slowly opened. A slow smile spread
over Treize's sensuous lips as he snaked a hand out and drew Wufei close.
"Good morning, Dragon," Treize purred as he wrapped his arms around Wufei
and entangled their legs together. Wufei moaned softly as their lips meshed
in a gentle kiss.
"Morning," Wufei managed. Treize stroked Wufei's hair from his cheeks before
he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.
"What is that marvelous smell?" Treize asked, his voice a soft growl in the
room. Wufei gave him a slow grin as he disentangled himself from his lover
and sat up.
"Heero and Duo in the kitchen," Wufei said as he unfolded himself from the
bed and went to the closet. He removed a black silk robe from the inside
of the door and wrapped it around his lithe frame before digging out another
and walking back to the bed. Treize sat up slowly and took the offered robe.
He slid it over his shoulders and then stood and tied it. It only came to
below his knees, as he was a good foot taller than Wufei, but it covered
everything nicely. "Mm... That looks good on you," Wufei said. "Needs to
be a tad longer though."
"My sentiments exactly," Treize said with a laugh. He pulled Wufei into his
arms and kissed him again. "Heero and Duo won't mind that we aren't dressed?"
"We'll be lucky if they've got anything on at all. It's Saturday morning,
and neither of them like to get dressed before they have to on Saturday,"
Wufei said. His stomach chose at that moment to make itself known, and Wufei
grabbed Treize's hand and tugged him from the room. "And right now, I'm so
hungry that I don't give a damn." Treize laughed as he allowed himself to
be led from their room, down the hall, and to the kitchen. Duo and Heero
were there, clad only in their pajama bottoms as they moved around the kitchen.
Duo looked up as they entered and grinned.
"Why, good morning, kids! Anyone want some coffee?"
"I'd love some," Treize said as he sat at the small kitchen table. "Gods,
it smells wonderful in here!"
"That would be Heero's scrambled eggs," Wufei said, and in a move that surprised
everyone, he plopped himself down in Treize's lap.
"Well, make yourself comfortable there," Duo said, laughing. Wufei stuck
his tongue out at his friend.
"I will, thank you very much," Wufei said as he did just that. Treize chuckled
as he wrapped one arm around Wufei's waist and accepted a mug of coffee from
Duo with the other. Wufei was practically purring as he leaned back against
Treize's solid chest, and Heero smirked as he handed Wufei his customary
morning cup of tea.
"You're not a Dragon," Heero teased. "You're a cat." Wufei merely stuck his
tongue out at Heero, as well, before he took a sip of his tea. Heero smiled
and shook his head as he returned to the stove and tended to his eggs. "I've
already spoken to Une this morning, Treize. Everything will be here later
today. And as we suspected, you've got a higher clearance than we do, although
Une did say she didn't really care if we read over your shoulder or not.
It kind of irks her that the rest of the Preventers higher ups don't trust
us. At any rate, we'll have everything ready to go by dinner tonight."
"Sounds fine," Treize said. He took a long sip of coffee and then placed
the mug on the table. It hit him then, that he was for the first time in
his life truly happy, and that it felt right, him being there. The revelation
was overwhelming, and Treize looked up at the two pilots cooking breakfast.
"And Heero, Duo?" Both pilots paused in what they were doing and turned to
look at him. "Thank you," Treize said softly. "Thank you for everything."
Duo smiled warmly at Treize.
"Any time," Duo said with a wink. "Welcome home, Treize."
"Yeah," Wufei husked as he shifted on Treize's lap and captured his lover's
lips in a soft kiss. "Welcome home."
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