By KatiKat
Wufei got out of the elevator on
the top floor of the clan’s headquarter building. He turned to right and walked
through the dimly lit hall. He stopped in front of Treize´s apartment. Wufei
knocked and receiving no answer he opened the door and stepped inside. The door
wasn’t locked - there was no need. Only a couple of people knew the code that
had to be inserted into the small keypad inside of the elevator so that it
would reach the top floor of the building.
Wufei looked around. The only
light came through the half open door leading to the bedroom. He crossed the
living room and stopped in front of the door. Panting and moaning was coming
from the inside of the room.
Not again, Wufei thought,
annoyance crossing his mind. Taking a deep breath he stepped inside.
Treize was lying naked on the
fur-covered bed, leaning with his back against the wall, his eyes closed in
pure bliss. Zechs was kneeling between his spread legs his mouth moving up and
down on the other man’s erect shaft. Treize was gripping Zechs´ head tightly
arching into his talented mouth. They were both covered in sweat, Zechs´ pale
skin shining against his lover’s olive brown.
Wufei coughed to gain their
attention.
Treize turned to him immediately.
"Wufei..."
Zechs made an attempt to move
away from Treize but he gripped the platinum blond hair even more tightly
keeping his mouth on his shaft. Wufei could see Zechs turning red with
humiliation. The painful grip Treize had on his hair brought tears in his eyes.
"So the mission has been
taken care off." It was no question, it was a statement.
"Not exactly," Wufei
answered his eyes fixed on the two silver tears running down Zechs´ cheeks.
Treize looked at him sharply.
"What do you mean?"
Wufei met his eyes without
flinching. "Someone else wanted the kid dead. Shot him through the window
while we were in."
"So he is dead?"
"No, Heero took him to
Quatre’s clinic."
Treize stilled Zechs´ moves.
"Why? We wanted him dead. Someone else was just ready to do the job for
us."
"Yes, but the assassin had
to know we were coming to take him down. He wanted to use us as scapegoats.
It’s clear there is someone out there who wants to get him for reasons unknown.
But nobody would even try to look for the assassin’s motives. Everybody would
think that Maxwell was killed because of what he had witnessed."
Treize let go of his lover’s hair
and Zechs moved away from him, covering himself with his bathrobe he snatched
from the floor. Treize didn’t mind at all to show his aroused state. "Is
that the only reason why Heero took him to the clinic?"
"I don’t know what you
mean," Wufei answered. Better play dumb here.
Treize´s eyes narrowed. "I
think there is something going on between him and the boy. And don’t play dumb
here, Guardian," he said coldly. "You know everything about
him."
Wufei sighed mentally. You would
be surprised, he murmured to himself mentally. He decided not to answer at all.
"I think I will have to have
a talk with Heero. No one will disobey my orders and get away with it. Not even
he." There was cold fury in his voice.
Zechs moved closer and laid his
hand on Treize´s knee in an attempt to calm him down. Treize slapped it away
not even looking at him.
"I think it’s time for me to
take a closer look at our witness. Do you think he will survive? I don’t want
to come to the hospital only to find him dead already."
Bastard, Wufei thought. "I
don’t know if he will survive. He was bleeding pretty badly."
"Hmm, I will go there
anyway. But looking at it from our point of view, it would be better if he
survived. Someone out there wants to make us responsible and he is probably the
only one who would be able to tell us anything." He looked at the clock on
the nightstand. "Meet us in the garage in half an hour. We will go to the
hospital together." Then he looked closely at Wufei. "You should
change your clothes. You look like you were in a fight."
Wufei looked down at himself. His
pants and shirt were torn. He was lucky he cleaned the blood from his face
before he came here.
"Now go," Treize
dismissed Wufei. "We have here something that has to be taken care
off." He grabbed Zechs who was quietly sitting on the edge of the bed
following their conversation and guided his head back to his swollen member.
Wufei met Zechs´ eyes for a
second before the blond man closed them. They were full of silent pain.
*****
Twenty-five minutes later Wufei
came out of his small apartment - nothing like the one of Treize´s - closed his
door behind him and crossed the hall to the elevator. He pushed the button and
waited for the cabin to reach the top floor.
Treize´s apartment door opened
and Zechs came out. Dressed in a white suite he looked stunning. Spotting Wufei
standing there his steps faltered. He stopped a couple of feet away from him
and looked at everything but Wufei.
Wufei looked up at the blinking
numbers over the elevator door. He felt the uneasy silence spread between them.
"Treize is coming?" he
asked to break the tension when the elevator door binged open. He braced it
with his foot.
Zechs looked up at him surprised.
He was not used for people to actually talk to *him*. For everybody he was only
Treize’s nice decoration at best, his fuck toy at worst. "Yes, yes he is
coming already. He had to make some phone calls before we leave."
Wufei nodded. This was the most
he had heard from Zechs in the past three years. He dimly remembered that he
had been different. Full life and laughter. Just like Treize. But then... Wufei
stopped himself. This was something nobody in the clan talked - or even thought
- about.
"Why do you allow him to
treat you like that?" Wufei couldn’t help to ask.
Zechs looked at him and his eyes clouded
with pain again. He opened his mouth slightly and maybe he would have said
something, but in the same moment Treize came out of his apartment and Zechs
looked away closing his mouth tightly.
Treize walked over to them and
not giving them one glance he stepped into the elevator cabin. Zechs moved in
after him taking his usual position slightly behind Treize´s right shoulder.
Wufei frowned slightly but
stepped in too and let the door close shut after him.
Tbc