Crying Soul Part 9

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...

 

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