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Wufei took slow, deep breaths as he sat at the table while Trowa went to get their food.
Duo grimaced at the dark bruise on Wufei's cheek. “How are you feeling?”
He looked to Wufei. “Like a I got the crap beat out of me.”
He snorted. “You did.”
He frowned and dropped his eyes to the table. “I thought I'd be able to land at least one punch.”
“You should have let us help,” Duo said with a twinge of anger, although, he wasn't sure exactly who he was mad at. Himself for listening to Wufei and staying back, or Wufei for ordering it.
“I needed... to try. I needed to fight back for once. I had to prove to myself that I wasn't cowed like my mother. I may not have won the fight, but...” he raised his eyes to Duo, “I don't really think he did, either.” (1)
“He lost a lot more than he realizes,” Trowa said as he sat down, sliding a plate and drink to Wufei. “I still say you should have pressed charges.”
Wufei grunted softly. “You're just upset because we can't-” He cut himself off as he realized what he'd been about to say and blushed furiously.
Duo howled while Quatre and Trowa chuckled. He pursed his lips. “It wasn't that funny.”
Duo wiped under his eyes. “Trust me, princess, you almost talking about your sex life, or the lack thereof, is freakin' hilarious.” He glanced to the door and his jaw dropped. “What the hell?”
The others turned and fell into similar states of shock. Heero moved with Zechs to the line to get their food, which in itself wasn't surprising. It was the blue jeans that were actually blue and a pale blue sweater that had their jaws on the floor.
“I didn't think he owned anything with color,” Quatre said softly.
“He didn't,” Duo replied. “Zechs must have taken him shopping.”
Quatre glanced to his lover. “Why didn't I think of that?”
“Sorry, Quat, but that ain't gonna happen.”
Heero sat at the table, shooting a scathing look at Duo. “Not a word.”
He held up his hands. “Wouldn't dream of it.” He dropped his eyes to his plate. “Did you buy anything pink?”
Sapphire eyes narrowed but Zechs put a hand on his thigh. “Let it go, Heero. You look good.”
“Out of curiosity, why the change?” Quatre asked.
Zechs blushed slightly and Heero smirked. Duo hummed softly. “Okay, now I really wanna know.”
“It's none of your business and it's only for today, so don't get used to it.”
Heero shook his head. “They can have some of the details. I'm meeting his sister and her family so he asked me to look nice. After some persuasion, I agreed.”
“You have a sister?”
Zechs nodded. “She was very young when our parents died and Treize didn't want to take care of her. Some friends of my parents wanted her so they took her. She didn't even know about me until a couple of years ago and we've only met a few times.”
He grimaced. “She's kind of annoying, but I like her parents.”
Heero looked to Wufei. “How are your ribs?”
“Sore. Last time it took seven weeks to heal completely.”
“Dang, Tro, think you can go that long?” Duo asked with a smirk.
He shook his head. “He said to completely heal. We don't have-”
Wufei smacked him in the gut. “Stop talking about it.”
“Sorry.”
“It looks like your cheek hurts pretty bad,” Quatre said softly.
He shrugged. “Not as much as my stomach.”
“How bad is it? Can we see?” Duo asked.
He shrugged and lifted his shirt to expose the dark purple bruise on his abs just beneath the tape holding his ribs tightly. Duo hissed. “Damn.”
He nodded and lowered his shirt back down. “That about sums it up.”
Otto came up and dropped his elbow lightly on Wufei's shoulder. “Hey, you gonna be in our room or Trowa's tonight?”
“Why?”
“So I know how to plan. If you're going to be there, I'll need to get a hotel room.”
“Get a hotel room,” Trowa said. “He doesn't need to share a bed right now.”
Wufei frowned. “I'm not that fragile.”
“I just don't want to hurt you.”
“You don't really move around that much in your sleep.”
Duo quirked an eyebrow. “Did we just enter the twilight zone? Never thought I'd see the day where Wufei was trying to get into Trowa's bed and Trowa was trying to keep him out.”
Wufei blushed. “I didn't mean it like that. Why do you have to be so perverted?”
He shrugged. “Probably because I like sex... a lot.”
Otto cleared his throat to bring the conversation back to him. “So?”
“I'll be in Trowa's room.”
“Thanks, man.”
He raised an eyebrow as Otto left and Trowa pursed his lips. “What?”
He sighed and shook his head. “Fine, but if I elbow you in the middle of the night, don't blame me.”
“All right, but I don't see it happening. You seriously don't move in your sleep.”
Duo pushed his plate away and guzzled his coke. “Well, I gotta head to class early.”
Quatre frowned. “Why?”
He smirked and winked. “It's a secret.” He dropped a kiss to Quatre's lips. “You'll find out this weekend.”
The blond frowned as he watched his lover leave. “He knows I hate secrets.” He looked to Heero. “Do you know what's going on?”
He sat back. “Yes,” he said with a smirk.
“What is it?”
“He told me not to tell you.”
“Well, what's this weekend?”
“We're going out.”
“Where are we going?”
Heero looked at his watch. “It's time to go.”
Zechs nodded and stood. “See you guys later.”
Quatre looked to Wufei and Trowa. “Do you guys know?” They shook their heads and he huffed.
******
Heero stared up at the mansion as they waited for the gates to open. “What do her parents do for a living?”
“He owns a software company.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
Zechs nodded. A valet took the car and a butler showed them to the parlor. Heero hung back a bit as Zechs shook hands with the man and hugged the woman.
“Mr and Mrs Darlian, this is Heero Yuy.”
They extended their hands and he shook each in turn. “It's a pleasure to meet you.”
She smiled. “I was afraid Zechs would stay alone forever. I'm glad he finally found someone.”
Heero smiled a little. “I am, too.”
“Milliardo.”
Zechs grimaced as he turned. “Relena, I told you not to call me that.”
She hugged him. “But it's your name.”
“Not legally. I had it changed, remember?”
She turned and her eyes widened slightly before a smile came to her face and she held out her hand. “I'm Relena.”
He shook it. “Heero.”
“Yes, mother and father said Zechs was bringing a friend.”
“Boyfriend,” Zechs clarified when she didn't release his hand.
Heero pulled away and sat when Mr Darlian directed them to. Relena practically sat on his hip and he scooted closer to Zechs.
“So, Zechs tells us you're majoring in graphic design.”
He nodded. “It was a dream that began with my mother. When she got our first computer, she wasn't too impressed with it.” He smirked. “Personal computers have come a long way since then, you know. I had to show her how to do things and take care of the upgrades.” He shrugged. “I had fun with it. I even designed a website for her.” He dropped his eyes to the floor. “I quit upgrading when she died, though.”
“What's the URL? I'd like to see it, if you don't mind.”
“It was set up by a thirteen year old. If you're interested, I have projects I've worked on for school that are more recent.”
Mr Darlian nodded. “I'm interested. I'm always looking for fresh ideas and talent.”
Heero smiled. “Thank you.”
“I thought this was supposed to be a visit, not a job interview.”
Zechs looked to Relena and sighed at the moonstruck look on her face as she stared at Heero. “You're right, Relena. How is school?”
“All right. Do you have a girlfriend?”
Heero started. Was the girl serious? “Um... You do remember I'm with your brother, right?”
She rolled her eyes. “He was joking. Milliardo isn't gay.”
Her parents and Zechs sighed. “Relena, your brother is gay and you're hitting on his boyfriend. I don't think they appreciate that.”
She pursed her lips and looked to her father. “He isn't gay. He's just confused because he grew up having to pay sexual favors to someone.”
Zechs' eyes widened and he grabbed her arm, pulling her from the room. “What are you talking about?”
“Oh, I know all about you and Treize.”
“What do you think was going on?”
“I'm in the same class as Ricky. He confided his situation to me.”
He ground his teeth. “I'm with Heero and only Heero. I care for him, so don't go making our lives miserable because you'll never have him. Got it?”
She swallowed at the anger in her brother's eyes. “Yes.”
He released her and went back into the parlor. Her father stood. “Zechs, what was she talking about?”
He forced a smile and shook his head. “It was just a misunderstanding.”
The man looked skeptical but nodded. “If you say so.”
He sat by Heero and the older man took his hand, squeezing it gently as the blond rubbed his forehead. The conversation moved on but the room remained strained and Zechs decided to cut the visit short. Relena never returned.
As they drove back to campus, Heero glanced to Zechs. “You're right.”
“What?”
“She is annoying.”
He chuckled, but sobered quickly. “I can't believe Ricky would tell anyone.”
“While we're out, do you want to go and talk to Quatre's apartment manager?”
Zechs glanced over. “You really want to move in together?”
“Yes.”
He looked back to the road, a small smile on his face. “All right.”
An hour later they left the apartment complex, only having to wait for the credit check before they moved in. Heero smirked to Zechs as they parked. The blond raised an eyebrow as they moved into the dorms and up to Heero's room.
“What?”
“I think it's time for you to make good on that promise.”
“It's the middle of the day.”
“So?”
“I have class.”
“One you have great scores in and don't need the extra cram session for finals.”
Zechs scratched the back of his head. “Why do you want to do this?”
Heero moved to his desk. “Because I need something to do with my spare time. I want a project and there's still four weeks before next semester.”
Zechs tilted his head to the side. “What exactly are you going to with them?”
“Don't worry. No one else will see them.” He turned, holding his digital camera. “All right. Strip.”
The blond rolled his eyes. “Real romantic, Heero.”
He tossed the camera on the bed, moving toward Zechs with a smirk. He kissed him softly and put his hands to the lapels of Zechs' jacket. He slid it down his arms and let it drop to the ground before moving to unbutton his shirt.
Zechs sighed as Heero deepened the kiss and shoved the shirt over his shoulder, letting it fall to land on top of his jacket. Heero separated their lips and kissed down Zechs' neck and chest as he lowered to his knees. Zechs groaned as deft fingers unbuttoned his khakis and slid them down his thighs. Silk boxers followed and Heero kissed the inside of his thigh as he lifted the leg to step out of the pants and underwear. He did the same for the other and looked up into darkening pale blue eyes.
“Was that romantic enough for you?”
Zechs snorted. “You gonna do anything about that?” he asked in regards to his slowly awakening length.
“Hm.” He stood. “Not yet. Get on the bed.
Zechs groaned softly in frustration, but moved to the bed. “How do you want me?”
Heero snorted softly several times before bursting out laughing. Zechs rolled his eyes and tossed a pillow at him. “You know what I meant.”
He got his laughter under control. “Okay, sorry, sit in the middle of the bed.”
He nodded and crawled onto the black satin sheets. Heero knelt in front of him and positioned his left leg so it lay on the mattress, foot laying against his ass. He bent up Zechs' right leg, pressing it to his chest. “Now fold your wrists over your knee and drop your chin to it.”
He did so and waited as Heero fanned his hair out so it fell about him like a curtain. Zechs raised an eyebrow. “I thought you wanted to see everything.” The current position covered his privates.
“I do, but that'll be later. Look a little over my head and to the right.” He commanded quietly as he picked up the camera. Heero smirked and snapped the shot. “All right. Now look down.”
Zechs followed every command, moved into different positions that steadily had him growing more and more aroused. A huskiness had fallen to Heero's voice as he told him which positions to take that gave proof he was also turned on by the photo session.
Heero licked his lips. “Okay. Move back so you're on the pillows and lay on your back.” Zechs looked up to him for his next directions. “Spread your legs and touch yourself. Lightly.”
He laid his hand to his erection and whimpered softly. “I can't take much more, Heero.” He tightened his hold and his eyes fluttered. A light flashed that he barely registered behind closed lids and sudden lips took his own in a heated kiss as hands roamed his body. He pulled from the kiss.
“Please, I want you inside me.”
He nodded, stripped, and grabbed the lube. He sat back on his heels and began stretching the blond. Zechs spread his legs further as the third finger entered, rocking against them and breathing heavily.
“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?”
Zechs opened his eyes and looked up into darkened sapphire. Heero's expression was open and there was tenderness to it that was no longer heartbroken or scared. This was the real Heero Yuy. The one he'd seen glimpses of and had known he could become.
“I love you.”
Heero's fingers paused, searching Zechs' face as if trying to weigh the truth of the statement. He closed his eyes briefly, a soft smile curving his lips. He pulled his fingers out and lubed his erection, positioning himself. He guided his length to Zechs' opening while stretching out and laying his other arm on the mattress by Zechs' head.
He pushed in slowly, their gazes locked. When he was fully seated, he took a breath. “I never thought I'd say it again.” He licked his lips and dropped his eyes, a soft breath of a laugh escaping his lips. “I never thought I'd feel it again.” He looked back to Zechs. “But I do. I feel the same.”
Zechs smiled. Heero didn't have to say it. He knew. And, for the first time in their relationship, it was Heero that instigated a slow session of love making that had both of them swimming in passion. Heero rocked slowly into the blond, watching Zechs lips part with lazy gasping breaths. He raised up and increasing the pace slightly. Zechs' eyes fell closed, his breath quickened.
Blond brows drew together as pleasure coursed through him. There was no other touch than the one sliding in and out of him, and that was the only one he needed at the moment. He didn't want it to end yet. He wanted to feel Heero inside of him for hours, and it seemed the Japanese man wanted the same.
Heero pulled out and pushed Zechs to his side so he could spoon and enter him from behind. The blond pulled his hair over his head and rocked back into the gentle thrusts. It was the most sensual feeling he'd ever had. It was so much more than sex. Sweat began to break out as they continued rocking together and slowly but surely, neither were able to continue much longer.
Zechs kissed Heero's knuckles and pulled off his weeping length. He pulled Heero up so he was sitting on his knees and lowered back onto the dripping erection in one smooth thrust. Heero hissed through his teeth as the blond rode him fiercely. Zechs' head fell back and he gripped Heero's shoulders tightly.
Heero looked up into the flushed face as heavy moans fell from the blond. He gripped his lover's erection tightly and began pumping him. Zechs' jaw dropped in a silent scream and his back arched almost into a back-bend as cum left him in its first thick stream.
Zechs couldn't control the jerk of his hips as he rode out the orgasm. He moaned softly as he felt Heero stiffen and release inside him. Gradually, they worked their way back down and Heero fell back on the bed, Zechs dropping to his chest.
Heero folded his arms over the blond's shoulders and held him tightly. “I love you.”
Zechs smiled softly. “I know.”
******
Wufei barely listened to the professor as he went over material that would be on the final exam. He wasn't sure why he bothered coming to class seeing as how he was exempt from the exam due to perfect scores. A knock came to the door and it opened.
“Excuse me, I hate to interrupt.” Otto looked to Wufei. “Your car's gettin' towed.”
Onyx eyes widened and he jumped up, instantly regretting it as it sent pain shooting through his ribs. He folded his arm over his chest, groaning softly and hissing through his teeth.
“Are you all right?”
He looked up to the professor. “Yes.” He gathered up his books. “Excuse me.”
He left the room and reached his car just as the tow truck driver finished hooking his car up. “What are you doing?”
“Taking the car to it's owner.”
He clenched his teeth. “I am the owner.”
The man frowned. “Mr. Chang showed me the title with his name on it. I'm sorry, son, but legally, it's his.”
Wufei stared at him for a full minute, anger barely held in check. “Fine. Take the damn car.”
“I really am sorry.”
He ground his teeth and moved to the Jag to get his personal items out of the glove box and his CD holder from the visor. “These are mine.”
He stormed up to the dorms, ignoring the ache in his side and stomach. Otto followed him up to their room.
“You all right, man?”
He dropped everything on his desk and plopped in the chair, glaring at the wall. He hadn't even considered his father taking the car. It had been his since he got his license. He clenched his fist and slammed it on the desk. “Damn it!”
Duo ran into the room. “Why is the Jag being towed?”
“Because my bastard of a father decided he wanted it back. And his fucking name is on the title.” He pulled out his cell and dialed.
“What do you want?”
“You took my car!”
“No, I took back my car.”
He ground his teeth. “You don't like Jaguars, so what are you going to do with it?”
“Whatever I want to. It's my possession.”
“You... dumb ass.”
“Watch your tongue.”
“When are you going to realize you'd probably be twice as successful as you are if you treated people with respect? You have no honor.”
“I'm not the one disgraceful enough to play the woman.”
Wufei barely kept his anger in check, his body shaking as he tried to reign in the anger that warred with the fear. He chose to ignore the fear. He'd lived in it far too long. “No, you're only disgraceful enough to beat a defenseless child. To verbally abuse a woman until she's nothing but a whimpering coward.”
“You little bastard. I gave you more than you deserved, and you think you can take that tone with me? Be careful, Wufei, or you may just lose everything.”
The line went dead and he pulled the phone away with a frown. What did that mean? What more could the man take?
TBC....
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