Dreaming


by KatiKat



Treize sat on his bed, his back propped against the headboard, a sour expression on his face. He watched Wufei toss and turn on their bed, his arms and legs always in motion, kicking, hitting, jabbing. Treize winced, rubbing his bruised flesh. His patience was wearing thin on him. A sharp elbow in his private parts was the last straw. He jumped out of the bed, taking his blanket and pillow with him. The couch had lumps but offered peace and calm.

With a last glance at his restless lover he swore: "Never again will you watch Xena before bedtime."


The End