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These Private Emotions.	By : JanetNoga Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2825 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Warnings and disclaimers: see chapter one.

�
When was the last time you had a nice, relaxing bath? � Sally asked the dark
haired boy as he tugged on his shirt. Wufei cast her a questioning gaze. Ssmilsmiled at him, � Not that you smell bad or anything, but I�m sure you would
like to freshen up before we head up to the dorm wing and the showers are
locked for the evening. Mr. Khushrenada has his own private bathroom and I�m
sure he won�t mind if we borrow it. �

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�
Hn, � Wufei replied, not sure if he wanted to know anything more personal about
Treize Khushrenada. The older man made him feel a little uneasy, feelings he
didn�t want to have to deal with because they had never been there before. Sure
Treize was a handsome man indeed, but Wufei wasn�t the sort of person to fawn
his personal feelings and undecided sexual preferences to the world. From
either inherited pride or living out on the streets, where it could be
dangerous for a boy with his looks.

�
Pretty sure, � Sally said thoughtfully, either ignoring or missing the look
Wufei was giving her of the suggestion, � He�ll most likely head straight to
bed anyway. He usually does when he�s working late. And while you soak I�ll go
find something for you to wear and some bed sheets. We�ll worry about the rest
in the morning. �

�
That sounds expectable, � Wufei agreed at last. Only because he knew the woman
would want to have her way for the night and he wasn�t in an arguing mood. The
honey haired women smiled, having gained the boy�s trust, if only to a certain
degree. He would need that getting used to living in a new place before he made
friends. If he made friends. The Chinese boy struck her as someone who kept to
himself, particle by nature and of the childhood she thought he might of had.
Or so she thought.

�
Well? � Wufei spoke up, interrupting her thoughts.

�
Sorry, � Sally smiled. The woman hung up her white nurse�s coat on the back of
the door before opening it and motioned to the boy, � Follow me. �

*
- * - *

�And
here we are. Khushrenada�s private bathroom, � Sally said with a kind of glee a
child would speak with when they were doing something their parents had
prohibited, but were doing it anyway as she opened the door that led into the
room. With the house being an old one, it was bond to have a couple of
different doors leading into one room. Sally had led Wufei through one that
connected that bathroom to old gentlemen changing quarters now used to store
bathroom items. The other door led into Treize�s personal chambers.

�
The sho should be thick enough so the noise of running water won�t disturb Mr.
Treize, � Sally said, � Towels are in this room we just came through and I�ll be
back with some pj�s and such. Enjoy. � With that said, the woman left Wufei to
his business.

The
Chinese boy gave a huff and looked around the room out of curiosity now that he
was here. The toilet was about the only modern thing here. The room was decorated
in soft earth tones and had a marble floor. Light blue woven rugs offered
sanctuary from the cold looking floor in front of the sink and ball clawed tub.
Wufei entered the storage room and took a couple of towels from off the shelves
and draped them over a whicker chair placed in a corner of the room by the tub.
The yellow roses in clear crystal vases almost seemed out of place in the manly
bathroom.

Wufei
looked around, feeling little pangs of paranoia and guilt from sneaking into
someone�s personal bathroom before he stripped off his clothing, folded them,
& set the pile into the whicker chair. He grimed as his feet touched the
cold floor, sending goosebumps up his body and hurried over to the tub. The
porcelain was cool to the touch despite the warm air and Wufei turned on the
hot water first. A swirling mist of steam rose and when the water filled the
tub half way, he added some cold, then testing it with his hand and found it to
be at a perfect temperature. The onyx eyed boy relaxed in the comfortable hot
waters. He stretched out in the large tub, basking in the hot water for a
moment before he found a bar of light pink soap. Lifting it to his nose, Wufei
found it smelled like roses. He smirked to himself, not expecting Treize to be
a fan of floral. Feeling too lazy to get out of the tub and look for something
more manly in the storage room, Wufei lathered the bar in his hand and started
to wash his body. Forgetting for the moment that this was Treize�s personal
bathroom, the Chinese boy was happy to find that the shampoo and conditioner
wasn�t floral scented.

As
Sally Po searched for some clothes for Wufei to wear, the boy in question
enjoying a bath, Treize entered his personal chambers and locked the door
behind him. This area of space the ginger haired man had made into a kind of
living/family room style. He had personally bought the Victorian mansion house
for it�s large number of original rooms, having adding more modern dorm rooms
to hold the teens and an small housing district for his few personal staff.
Sally Po and he were the only two actually living within the house with the
kids. Therefore, Treize had more access to more rooms so he might have personal
chambers similar to a large apartment. Besides his large living/family room he
had a nice sized bedroom with a private bath. His living chambers were
decorated with a single man�s touch whom had taste for the finer things in life
with a love for red and earth tones.

Like
his office, the sapphire- eyed man always had fresh cut roses on a table,
everyday a different color depending upon the gardener�s mood and what was in
abundance. Today�s color was a welcoming summer yellow and, unlike a
supermarket florist selection, a wondrous scent radiated from the blooms
perfumed the air perfectly. So unlike the heavy perfume Une wore everyday to
work. But Treize wasn�t desperate enough to buy her a light scent, something of
floral instead of spice, as that would only encourage the woman even more.
Actually, if it wasn�t for Lady Une�s chocking perfume, the thing that had
driven the young businessman to take a walk, Treize might of never had run into
his dragon.

�
Perhaps there is a reason for everything, � he said with a small, playful smile
gracing his handsome features as the Chinese boy�s image came into mind. He
yawned again and ran a hand through his hair, tossing some locks out of place,
� Bringing a boy off the street under the pretense of a better future that you find
dangerously attractive Treize ol� boy, is just asking for trouble. �

And
the thought that Wufei, despite pervious interactions, may not be attracted to
the male gender, least of all Treize, was something the ginger haired man didn�t
want to dwell upon too much on the boy�s first night here. He needed rest, a
bath, and assurance that Wufei was attractive to him, but still too proud and
afraid to admit it, and he knew where to find the first two. Stripping off his
casual day attire and tossing it across his bed to land where it may, the now
nude and glorious man strolled across to his closet, tying his bathrobe about
himself.

Opening
his bathroom door Treize started when he found Wufei relaxing in his tub, in
his private bathroom. How did the boy find it? The ginger haired man was
glad he had his robe on, rather to his occasional habit of heading into his
bathroom and leaving a trail of clothing behind him with his robe tossed over a
shoulder. Walking in on Wufei in the nude would probably have roused a greater
embarrassment on both sides. The boy in question, still not having noticed
Treize, was resting back against the white porcelain tub with his knees peeking
up from the steaming waters & spread apart. Wufei�s raven hair was down. Treize
swallowed hard, feeling a heat sweep over his body. Finally, he cleared his
throat to draw Wufei�s attention.

Snapping
open his eyes, Wufei sat up and turned around. He spotted Treize & a blush
spread over his face. Treize felt a throb of heat as he was treated to a
delicate blush and the boy�s elegant backside, his back muscles rippled with
the grace of a cat. Water droplets rolled down the flawless caramel skin and
Treize found his mouth suddenly dry.

�
Sorry, � Wufei spoke up, feeling very humble for the first time in his life,

�
Ms. Po said this was okay. �

�
I-I see, � Treize replied in a hushed, slightly husky voice. � Damn, but he is
beautiful, � the ginger haired man thought, �and I would get into some serious
trouble. But, oh, it would be worth it.�

The
silence between them had gone on for too long, Treize realized and was about to
speak again when Sally knocked and entered. She stopped short.

� Oops. Sorry, Treize, my bad. I took for
granted that you wouldn�t be taking a bath tonight. �

�
It�s alright, � he replied.

�Umm�
Does anyone mind if I dry off now? � Wufei spoke up, his delicate blush
deepening to an embarrassed red.

�
Yes. Ms. Po, come with me, � Treize said. The women left Wufei his pj�s and her
hair dryer, pausing briefly to pick up his dirty clothes as she passed him by.
Closing the door behind him, the two gave the boy his privacy. Wufei drained
the tub, dried off, and dressed in record time. He toweled his hair as best he
could before knocking on the door that led to Treize�s personal chambers. He
could hear muffled talking when he pressed his ear to the door and knocked
again. Treize opened it and greeted the boy with his charming smile. He was
slightly disappointed that the gray sweat pants and matching yoga tunic hid the
boy�s physic.

Wufei
found his eyes drawn to the exposed tanned flesh of Treize�s front that ended
just above his waist where the tied belt pulled the clingy material against
strong looking hips and thighs. A nicely chiseled chest with a six pack and
strong, broad shoulders where outlined by the dark blue robe that brought out
the man�s blue eyes and made a warm feeling pool in the dark haired boy�s
insides. An unknown blush painted his cheeks.

�
Sally isn�t going to get into any trouble is she? � Wufei asked finally,
drawing his eyes upwards to look into Treize�s, his voice slightly breathy, but
not lost upon the taller man.

�
Of course not, unless this was planned deliberately, dragon? � Treize couldn�t
help, but tease the boy.

�
Kisama! �

Sally
giggled to herself at the unspoken attraction on both sides. Treize was openly
flirting with boy in front of her and she had seen Wufei checking out what bare
Treize there was on display, even if the boy wasn�t aware of it himself. The
age difference might bother some, but Sally could care less.

�
Perhaps Wufei and I should adjourn to the dorm wing? � She offered.

�
Yes! � The boy answered and stepped quickly out of the bathroom to stand by her
side. He kept his eyes on the floor, refusing to see Treize�s bedroom chambers.

�
Alrighty then. Good night, Treize, � Sally smiled.

�
Good night, Sally. Wufei, � Treize nodded.

The
dragon said nothing as Sally led him out of there and to another part of the
Khushrenada estate. Nothing else happened that night.

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