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Chapter 2
“MAXWELL!!!!!”
Quatre jumped in the kitchen, nearly spilling the cup of fresh coffee in his hands. There was more venom, if possible, within that voice than there usually was. He carefully peered out the kitchen, to discover a dark blur dashing out the door. He shook his head and went to sit down. He was the only other pilot in the house, and was trying his best to relax after his last mission. Listening to Wufei rant at the braided pilot was not going to help him relax, and neither would trying to break the two of them up. He’d only worry if blood started to fly. After all, the two fought and argued often enough he really should get used to it.
“Of all people, you should understand why I don’t let people in my room!”
“Had I known you were meditating I would have waited. I learned the first time.” Duo peered down from his perch within the tall tree. He knew Wufei could have easily ripped him down, but this gave them both a chance to talk without questions from the others. Most of their fights were just well executed charades so they could have these meetings. This time though, Wufei’s anger was real, and it prickled along the teen’s skin. “I wanted to talk to you, and when I didn’t get a response I though maybe you’d left for a mission.”
“You’re still not welcome into my room. You know that.” He was trying to calm down. He didn’t let people enter his room, especially when he was meditating. His aura turned the other pilots away, but Duo seemed unaffected by it on a general basis. He didn’t want to reveal his true form quite yet- and it was something he slid into easily when he was lost in his mind. “Well, you wanted to talk. What do you want?”
“You came back smelling of sex. While I won’t usually comment, you smelled vaguely of an enemy, as well. Who and why?”
Wufei smirked up at the pilot above him. “You like the scent, Duo? It’s Treize. Our kind OZ leader lost to a duel to me.” He held up his arm. “Come down, and learn his scent. He is not to be killed if you can help it.” His wrist was grabbed, and Duo leaned in, delicately sniffing. The scent of the other’s blood still clung to Wufei’s body, and Duo nearly licked the now- clean skin. But he wouldn’t.
“No promises. But I will remember him and try not to kill him if I can. I’ll let that be your choice.” The boy grinned, not hiding his gleaming eyes, and backed out of the other’s personal space.
Wufei smiled gently back. “He’ll be mine in due time.” He turned to leave, but gave Duo a sharp look out of the corner of his eye. “I have a mission tomorrow afternoon. I do not want to be disturbed, by you or the others, until that time. Understood?”
“Sure enough, Fei-Fei.” A manic grin and he was gone, disappeared into the area with very little trace. Wufei growled but headed back to the house. He had a night to remember and a seduction to plan.
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Zechs gasped as he finally saw the figure in the clearing. The tall slender form, naked in the moonlight, had its back to him, but he recognized the body. The long flowing hair, so rarely down, now waved in the delicate breeze, giving glimpses of soft skin and curved flesh. He’d never seen the boy naked before, but the tightness of the flight suits for the Gundams weren’t very concealing. But to see so much, and all at once, made him painfully, pitifully hard. It had been worth trailing the boy from the road to here.
“I know you’re there, Zechs.” The soft voice caught the other pilot by surprise. He’d thought he was out of sight. “Your pale skin and blond hair give you away, you know. And I knew someone was following me for the last mile or so. I’m assuming, since you haven’t moved, that you aren’t here to kill me.” The blond shook his head, his own long locks fluttering around him with the movement.
“I’m here from curiosity, not orders. It would be wrong to kill an unarmed adversary, anyway.”
A bitter laugh chased chills down his spine. “I’m your enemy, nothing more. Unless you have a reason to be here, I suggest you leave. I’m not too keen on having you shadow my every move.” He turned, finally facing the OZ official. “I will stop you from following me if you refuse to leave. And you won’t enjoy the consequences.”
Zechs couldn’t respond or even really move as his eyes and mind drank in the sight of the boy before him. The slow, measured movements of his body mesmerized him, until suddenly he realized the boy was standing only a few feet away. The grin was unnerving. “You like what you see, Zechs? You’ve got quite an issue going on in those pants…” He reached forward, fingertips just barely brushing the cloth trapping a raging hard- on. With a start, Zechs stepped back, just out of contact range.
“Please, don’t touch me.” He could barely get the words out, as a choked whisper. Oh, he wanted, but he knew the boy in front of him was far more likely to knock him unconscious than relieve his problem. And there was something about the boy, a feral, predatory gleam, that made him want to run. “My problems are my own. I’ll leave you alone now.” He tried to turn away only to have a wrist grabbed in an iron grip.
“When you realize your need someone real to boss you around, then you know who to turn to. All you have to do, is surrender and submit.” Zechs shuddered at those whispered, decastating words, before managing to pull away and leave. He had a lot to think about and a physical distraction to dismiss.
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Blazing eyes watch the interaction, waiting until the military pilot left to exit the brush. Wufei stalked forward. “Now who is consorting with the enemy?” Duo turned, smirking at the other teen. Wufei grunted. “Do you think he’ll be what we’re looking for?”
The slightly manic grin spread evilly across Duo’s face. “He wants me, and that’s all that matters. We can bend him easily enough, and then the war is ours.” Glowing, fiery eyes pierced the night, peering back at the Chinese warrior. “And your other prey? Will he be ready soon?”
Teeth flashed in the moonlight. “He’s ours. The poor general won’t want to admit it, but he’s ours. With both of them, we can make the war end. And in our favor, too.” Both pilots grinned and chuckled, dark thoughts and plans swirling viciously in their minds.
A?N: dun dun duh dun.... hehehe... yes, poor trieze, and poor unsuspecting zechs. and to appologize for the utter lack of anything in this chapter, the next one will be... oh, you'll wait and see. but i promise to make up for it. XD
Quatre jumped in the kitchen, nearly spilling the cup of fresh coffee in his hands. There was more venom, if possible, within that voice than there usually was. He carefully peered out the kitchen, to discover a dark blur dashing out the door. He shook his head and went to sit down. He was the only other pilot in the house, and was trying his best to relax after his last mission. Listening to Wufei rant at the braided pilot was not going to help him relax, and neither would trying to break the two of them up. He’d only worry if blood started to fly. After all, the two fought and argued often enough he really should get used to it.
“Of all people, you should understand why I don’t let people in my room!”
“Had I known you were meditating I would have waited. I learned the first time.” Duo peered down from his perch within the tall tree. He knew Wufei could have easily ripped him down, but this gave them both a chance to talk without questions from the others. Most of their fights were just well executed charades so they could have these meetings. This time though, Wufei’s anger was real, and it prickled along the teen’s skin. “I wanted to talk to you, and when I didn’t get a response I though maybe you’d left for a mission.”
“You’re still not welcome into my room. You know that.” He was trying to calm down. He didn’t let people enter his room, especially when he was meditating. His aura turned the other pilots away, but Duo seemed unaffected by it on a general basis. He didn’t want to reveal his true form quite yet- and it was something he slid into easily when he was lost in his mind. “Well, you wanted to talk. What do you want?”
“You came back smelling of sex. While I won’t usually comment, you smelled vaguely of an enemy, as well. Who and why?”
Wufei smirked up at the pilot above him. “You like the scent, Duo? It’s Treize. Our kind OZ leader lost to a duel to me.” He held up his arm. “Come down, and learn his scent. He is not to be killed if you can help it.” His wrist was grabbed, and Duo leaned in, delicately sniffing. The scent of the other’s blood still clung to Wufei’s body, and Duo nearly licked the now- clean skin. But he wouldn’t.
“No promises. But I will remember him and try not to kill him if I can. I’ll let that be your choice.” The boy grinned, not hiding his gleaming eyes, and backed out of the other’s personal space.
Wufei smiled gently back. “He’ll be mine in due time.” He turned to leave, but gave Duo a sharp look out of the corner of his eye. “I have a mission tomorrow afternoon. I do not want to be disturbed, by you or the others, until that time. Understood?”
“Sure enough, Fei-Fei.” A manic grin and he was gone, disappeared into the area with very little trace. Wufei growled but headed back to the house. He had a night to remember and a seduction to plan.
~~~~~~~~~
Zechs gasped as he finally saw the figure in the clearing. The tall slender form, naked in the moonlight, had its back to him, but he recognized the body. The long flowing hair, so rarely down, now waved in the delicate breeze, giving glimpses of soft skin and curved flesh. He’d never seen the boy naked before, but the tightness of the flight suits for the Gundams weren’t very concealing. But to see so much, and all at once, made him painfully, pitifully hard. It had been worth trailing the boy from the road to here.
“I know you’re there, Zechs.” The soft voice caught the other pilot by surprise. He’d thought he was out of sight. “Your pale skin and blond hair give you away, you know. And I knew someone was following me for the last mile or so. I’m assuming, since you haven’t moved, that you aren’t here to kill me.” The blond shook his head, his own long locks fluttering around him with the movement.
“I’m here from curiosity, not orders. It would be wrong to kill an unarmed adversary, anyway.”
A bitter laugh chased chills down his spine. “I’m your enemy, nothing more. Unless you have a reason to be here, I suggest you leave. I’m not too keen on having you shadow my every move.” He turned, finally facing the OZ official. “I will stop you from following me if you refuse to leave. And you won’t enjoy the consequences.”
Zechs couldn’t respond or even really move as his eyes and mind drank in the sight of the boy before him. The slow, measured movements of his body mesmerized him, until suddenly he realized the boy was standing only a few feet away. The grin was unnerving. “You like what you see, Zechs? You’ve got quite an issue going on in those pants…” He reached forward, fingertips just barely brushing the cloth trapping a raging hard- on. With a start, Zechs stepped back, just out of contact range.
“Please, don’t touch me.” He could barely get the words out, as a choked whisper. Oh, he wanted, but he knew the boy in front of him was far more likely to knock him unconscious than relieve his problem. And there was something about the boy, a feral, predatory gleam, that made him want to run. “My problems are my own. I’ll leave you alone now.” He tried to turn away only to have a wrist grabbed in an iron grip.
“When you realize your need someone real to boss you around, then you know who to turn to. All you have to do, is surrender and submit.” Zechs shuddered at those whispered, decastating words, before managing to pull away and leave. He had a lot to think about and a physical distraction to dismiss.
~~~~~~
Blazing eyes watch the interaction, waiting until the military pilot left to exit the brush. Wufei stalked forward. “Now who is consorting with the enemy?” Duo turned, smirking at the other teen. Wufei grunted. “Do you think he’ll be what we’re looking for?”
The slightly manic grin spread evilly across Duo’s face. “He wants me, and that’s all that matters. We can bend him easily enough, and then the war is ours.” Glowing, fiery eyes pierced the night, peering back at the Chinese warrior. “And your other prey? Will he be ready soon?”
Teeth flashed in the moonlight. “He’s ours. The poor general won’t want to admit it, but he’s ours. With both of them, we can make the war end. And in our favor, too.” Both pilots grinned and chuckled, dark thoughts and plans swirling viciously in their minds.
A?N: dun dun duh dun.... hehehe... yes, poor trieze, and poor unsuspecting zechs. and to appologize for the utter lack of anything in this chapter, the next one will be... oh, you'll wait and see. but i promise to make up for it. XD