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These Private Emotions.	By : JanetNoga Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2824 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title:
These Private Emotions.

Disclaimers:
I on't own Gundam Wing and I'm not making any profit off this fanfic. The plot line is mine so hands off.

Warnings:
Shounen ai, Une bashing.

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Onyx colored eyes
scanned the numerous figures from a darkened alley way as the city�s citizens
passed by, studying each person for a possible hit. The nights were growing
chilly again and the shadowed figure tucked up his jacket�s collar to fight off
the cold. Small white puffs of breath rose into the air before him. Chang Wufei
leaned against the cool, brick wall with a slight scowl across his face. He
hated the cold. It was supposed to be summer for crying out loud! And here he
was freezing his butt off looking for some
too-well-off-for-their-own-good-tight wad because Mother Nature decided to pull
a full 360-degree mood swing in what was usually the season of shorts, snow
cones, and swimming! A small-satisfied smile spread over the boy�s face as he
spotted tonight�s target. Heading down the street was a tall man probably in
his early twenties, not paying much attention to his surroundings, as it was
evidence by the carefree smile on his handsome face as it was light up by
bright neon signs.

�
He�ll do, � the pickpocket thought as he stepped casually onto the sidewalks
and after his intended victim. No one was paying attention as Wufei carefully
walked up behind the older man and followed after him, bidding his time to
strike at the right moment. From the slight bulge in the older man�s jeans side
pockets, Wufei detected that the wallet was kept in his left side one. The
Chinese boy wasn�t an expert and had almost been caught a few times before, but
he really needed the money. The victim stopped at a stop light and waited.
Wufei smiled to himself,

�
Perfect.�

>

Carefully,
he reached into the man�s pocket and almost had a heart attack when the man
grabbed him. His first instincts was to start yelling and pull away, but with
his hand inside the man�s pocket, everyone would know right away what he had
tried to do. He glanced quickly up at the man as his hand was pulled out and
the grip on his smaller hand tightened. Wufei swallowed as the light changed
and he was pulled after the older man.

�
Kisama! Just my luck to pickpocket a pervert! � Wufei scowled as he dragged his
heels along the sidewalk. He was pulled up to a sidewalk caf� and inside the
warm building. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee & pastries struck the
midnight haired boy�s nose and he felt a slight pain of hunger in his stomach.
But he refused to let it show. Sure, he hadn�t eaten in almost two days, but he
had gone hungry much longer. The two sat at a table in a corner by a shelf of
books off in a corner that was perfect for privacy if needed be. Wufei scowled
at the larger, tanned hand entrapping his own still.

�
So what would you like? � A rich, baritone voice asked him.

Wufei
looked up with a scowl in his dark eyes at his captor and was caught off guard
for a moment by the older man�s sapphire blue eyes brought out by the warm
looking dark blue sweater, odd eyebrows, and charming smile. That and he was
drop dead gorgeous with ginger locks combed carefully back with a professional,
never out to place manor. He scowled again and his captor gave him another
smile, as if amused by it.

�
What? � Wufei asked.

�
To eat. I�m sure that was the reason why you were trying to rob me? � The
ginger haired man replied.

�
I� It�s none of your business! � Wufei replied.

�
But I�m afraid it is, for it�s my wallet, � the man smiled again, � My name is
Treize Khushrenada. What is yours? �

�
If you aren�t going to take me to the cops, then let me go now, � Wufei said.

�
Maybe I will hand you over to the cops if you don�t tell me your name, � Treize
replied.

Wufei
narrowed his eyes and with another scowl, replied, � Chang. Chang Wufei. Now
that introductions are over, I�d like to go on my way, please. �

�
Charmed, � Treize smiled, �And no. Tell me, Wufei, have you lived on the
streets for very long? �

�
Why do you want to know? fei fei asked.

�
Casual conversation? � Treize offered. By the scowl on the lovely boy�s face,
he knew Wufei didn�t buy that for a moment. He motioned for the waitress to
come over and take their orders. Wufei said nothing as Treize ordered for him
and only when the boy had refused to order anything when she asked twice. When
she was gone, the man tried again with his question.

�
I�have a home. If you canl itl it that, � Wufei replied. Treize nodded his
head. It was one of those cases that he had become acquainted with. From lack
of family care, the children turn to the streets to survive, some on their own
or falling into the wrong crowds.

�
I don�t steal for greed, � Wufei added quickly, as if he felt a need to
justified his thievery to this man, � I only steal to survive and from those who
can afford it. �

Treize chuckled,
� I�m glad you think so highly of me. �

Wufei
only growled. The waitress came over with their orders and placed it before
them. Treize sweetened his coffee to his taste and sipped it. Wufei just glared
at the burger and coffee placed before him. His belly grumbled in protest, loud
enough for Treize to hear who grinned behind his mug at the boy�s stubbornness.

�
Come, come, dragon, it won�t do you any good to starve yourself, � he remarked.

�
What did you call me?! � Wufei hissed looking very much like a kitten
whose fur had been rubbed the wrong way.

�
It suits you, � Treize smiled knowing the boy would really protest against
Panda baby or China doll for an affectionate nickname. He gestured to the
untouched burger, � Are you going to eat that or should we send it back? �

Wufei
snatched up the and stuffed it into his mouth, pausing long enough to load up
his coffee with as much sugar and cream he could dump into the dark brew.
Treize blinked at the boy�s actions. He must have been starving if he would put
that much sugar and cream into his coffee. The dark haired boy didn�t
seem to notice that Treize had let his hand go so he might eat and could bolt
at any moment he wanted.

�
Fate seems to be on your side tonight, Wufei, for I have a proposition for you,
� the handsome ginger haired man said. The boy paused in his wolfing down the
appreciated meal, not that he would admit it to the devilishly handsome older
man, to look up at Treize. His dark eyes narrowed.

�
I�m not like that so don�t get any ideas, � Wufei growled.

Treize
blinked for a moment as to what the boy had thought he meant and then chuckled
whiroduroduced another one of Wife�s adorable scowls that he had come to love
in such a short time. He couldn�t help it. The boy was lovely, even more so
when he displayed a large amount of emotion.

�
I didn�t mean of the sexual kind, Wufei, � Treize said in a hushed voice,

�
It just so happens that I run a center for teens. �

�
Yeah, I�ve been to some of those, � the Chinese boy spat, remembering the
cramped quarters, dirty buildings, bullies, and lack of supplies such as food
or clothing from donations, � I�ll take my chances on the streets. �

�
But my shelter is different from the ones on a city�s tax income. It�s more
like a boarding school where cae can be sheltered and get an education as well.
My associates and I really try to help our kids in more positive surroundings.
I think you should join our little family, Wufei. �

�
Some kid who tried to pick your pocket? Are you crazy? � Wufei replied.

�
I have been accused that before, but I�m serious. I would feel much better if
you came with me, Wufei, � Treize said.
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�
Why do you care? � The dark eyed boy asked.

�
Because I do, � Treize answered.

Wufei
studied the man before him for the longest time. It couldn�t hurt to try, could
it? Hell, he had gotten a free meal from him, hadn�t he? If he didn�t like it,
he could always run away again. This Treize Khushrenada, man say that last name
five times fast, looked like he could be trusted. Wufei had stopped trusting
people since his father started drinking when his mother had died and his
violent actions had forced Wufei to toughen up very fast. The public library
had a lot of books on self-defense and martial arts. But when it had gotten too
bad, he skipped out. But that was another story and something the Chinese boy
didn�t care to linger on for very long.

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Buy me a donut & I�ll check it out, � Wufei replied.

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These Private Emotions.

Treize chuckled,� I�m glad you think so highly of me. �

Treize chuckled,
� I�m glad you think so highly of me. �