By KatiKat
Wufei was driving the black
limousine as it rushed through the streets in the dim light of the pre-dawn
hours. Everybody was quiet in the car, submerged in their own private thoughts.
It was Zechs who first broke the silence.
"Why did you do it,
Treize?" he asked without looking at his lover. "Why did you allow
for the boy to become the protectee?"
Treize frowned and gifted Zechs
with a sidelong glance. "The clan will profit from him becoming a
member." He didn’t explain his statement further.
Zechs looked at Treize. "But
how? I don’t understand..."
Treize frowned even further. He
raised his right hand and pushed one of the buttons on the panel over his head.
The glass barrier between the passenger and the driver began to slide up. When
they were safely parted from Wufei, Treize turned to his lover. "You don’t
need to understand. And you have nothing to say in this matter. You should
finally get that."
Zechs dropped his eyes.
"Sorry. Won’t happen again," he whispered.
"I’m sure it won’t!"
Treize growled. He reached over and wound his hand in Zechs´ platinum blond
hair. "You have other things to take care of." He pulled Zechs
closer. Then there was a zipping sound and quiet panting filled the car.
***
Wufei parked the limousine in the
underground garage and killed the engine. He raised the hearer of the phone and
pressed one of the buttons to get a connection to the back of the car. "We
are here," he said.
He stepped out of the car
stretching his legs glancing around looking for a threat and finding none. He
moved to the back of the car and opened the door. Treize stepped out and
straightened his clothes. Then he bent down and looked back into the car.
"I will see you in two
hours. We have a meeting with Dekim Barton and he is easier to handle when you
are there. Don’t come too late. He hates to wait." With that he turned to
Wufei. "I want you to be there too. He will bring some of his men as his
bodyguards. He still doesn’t trust us obviously. And I don’t trust him either.
So in two hours, my office."
Wufei nodded and watched Treize
walk away without a backward glance. Wufei was still holding the door open, but
it didn’t look like Zechs would get out any time soon.
"Zechs, you coming?" he
asked a little impatient.
"Yes, yes, I’m coming. But
you don’t need to wait for me, okay?" Zechs´ voice was so quiet Wufei had
to strain his ears to hear him.
Wufei nodded. "As you
wish." He let the door open and turned to leave. But then he heard the
quiet sob escape from the inside of the car. And then another one. Wufei
hesitated. It was none of his business, but... He sighed. He couldn’t let Zechs
here all alone. Not in his current state.
He turned back and stepped closer
to the car. He bent down and looked inside. What he saw tore at his heart.
Zechs was huddled in the corner of the back seat curled up in a small ball. He
was rocking back and forth, tears streaming down his pale face. His eyes were
clenched shut, his lips red and swollen. He was hugging his legs to his chest
with his arms in a clear defensive posture.
Wufei slid in and sat down next
to Zechs. He reached over and hugged Zechs awkwardly with one arm. The blond
man froze and his head shot up. His blue eyes were red and swollen. Recognizing
Wufei he relaxed and leaned into him.
"Why?" he whispered.
"Why is he like that, Wufei? I remember how it was before. He loved me so
much, I know he did... Before..."
Yes, before. Before he killed his
father for you, Wufei thought for himself. He didn’t say anything loud though
he only hugged Zechs tighter.
"I can’t live like this,
Wufei. I can’t live like this anymore," Zechs sobbed.
Wufei sighed. "Then leave.
That’s the only way. He went too deep. He won’t change back anymore. The man
you loved is dead. He has been dead for three years already. You have to leave
before he will kill you too."
Zechs was quiet for a while. Then
he shook his head. "I can’t, Wufei. I owe him that much. And believe it or
not - I still love him." He smiled bitterly. "I’m being foolish,
right?"
Wufei sighed again. "No,
just hopelessly in love with the wrong person."
They sat like that for a long
while. Wufei was holding Zechs while he sobbed his heart out. And no one
noticed the quiet figure standing in the shadows near the lift. Treize was
watching them, his own heart clenching painfully. But he knew there was no way
back. He made a decision three years ago and it predesignated all of his future
actions. There was no way back - for anyone of them.
Tbc