Author: Aimee
Type: Humor, Angst, Romance, AU, Lemon/Lime
Warnings: Yaoi, Language, Lemon/Lime
Disclaimer: Not mine -_-
Notes: 6x2...that's all I'm saying!

An Arranged Marriage + Part 6

Wufei surveyed the brightly colored room with distained interest as he coughed quietly into his sleeve, trying to hide the fact he was sick and succeeding brilliantly at it. It had seemed Wufei had escaped without catching Duo's illness, but unfortunately, had come down with it the day they had returned to Duo's homeland. Now, a week later, he was well enough to appear in public and their parents were throwing a belated welcome home party.

Wufei sighed miserably as he scanned the room, nimbly sidestepping the wide, whirling skirts of the woman spinning around the room in the care of their capable partners. If there was one thing Wufei disliked about the extravagant parties his family gave, it was the dancing. Despite his intense dislike for the activity, Wufei couldn't help but smile as he watched the dancers spread out across the floor as a lively beat rang throughout the room. There was a wonderful sense of acceptance on the dance floor as same sex couples danced alongside heterosexual couples and races and ethnic backgrounds intermixed without a blink of the eye.

Wufei's eyes narrowed suddenly as he spotted the familiar chestnut curls go streaking passed him, followed by a blur of white gold. His jaw tightened minutely as he watched his spouse disappear into a darkened corner with a tall man with white gold hair nearly the length of Duo's. "Who is he?" Wufei muttered aloud, uncomfortably aware of the fact he was beginning to feel envious.

"That would be Zechs Merquise."

Wufei looked up, faintly startled at the deep tones. "Oh, hello Trowa," he said awkwardly, unsure of what to say to his father's illicit lover.

Trowa nodded his greeting and continued, "Do you know who Zechs is?"

Wufei pressed his lips tightly together, "Someone who happens to be flirting with MY Duo!"

Trowa threw him a slightly surprised look at the possessive usage of Duo's name but merely said, "He's your half-uncle."

"What? Why haven't I ever heard of him?"

A faint smile touched at Trowa's lips wryly as he explained, "Every family has a black sheep... Zechs was the one in his. He renounced the throne in his half-sister's-your mother's-favor and ran off to some foreign country where he thoroughly tarnished and soiled his reputation and destroyed all hopes of ever being readmitted into the family. Changed his name from Milliardo to Zechs and returned to the Peacecraft court, appealing for some sort of title a few years back. They gave him the title of a foreign ambassador and for the past five or six years he's been visiting countries around the world. appears he's back."

"For how long?" Wufei inquired tersely, his eyes sharp to notice every coy, flirtatious movement of Duo's and every returning movement his half-uncle made back.

Trowa turned and gazed at the younger man as he said seriously, "As long as it takes to take Duo away from you. Wufei, if you value your marriage, I suggest you do everything possible to make Duo fall in love with you. Zechs will stop at nothing to get what he wants... and he wants Duo."


Duo grimaced as yet another couple managed to squash themselves into the no longer secluded, dark corner. "Let's get out of here," he whispered hastily to Zechs as he noted Wufei's frustrated face as he was nearly stepped on as he headed towards Duo.

Zechs opened his mouth to respond, but was very neatly whisked out of the corner, down a darkened corridor and into a dimly lit room, the only light coming from the crackling fireplace. He shook his head and gazed at Duo, remarking dully, "You have a lot of books."

Duo laughed shortly, and whispered in a low voice, "Forget the books."

"Really?" Zechs responded, stepping closer to the younger man as Duo slowly entwined his arms around his neck.

"Really," Duo assured him softly as Zechs lips hovered over his. There was a slight pause of indecision on Duo's part and then, he closed his eyes and lifted himself up on his tiptoes to be devoured by Zechs' kiss.


"Where have you been?"

Duo cursed angrily to himself as he met Wufei's stormy black eyes. "At the party," he replied, glaring back. "Why does it matter?"

"Because the party ended two hours ago! Where have you been?" Wufei repeated his voice rising in anger. He'd never admit it, but he'd been worried about Duo. When he'd seen Duo steal away with the blond and not return, he'd panicked and immediately started envisioning the worst of things. Relief that Duo was all right mixed with his own self-anger from his needless worry surged up in Wufei, churning inside of him until all he could do was release his frustrations on Duo.

"With someone," Duo answered sullenly, turning and picking up items and laying them down as he passed the dresser.

Wufei sprung without warning, clasping Duo by the shoulders and whirling him around, shaking him in his strong grip. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Duo managed to shriek out as Wufei rattled his teeth with the force of his shaking.

"Who were you with?" Wufei shouted above Duo's outraged cries. "Were you with Merquise?" No answer, just a surly glare. "WERE YOU?"

"So what if I was?" Duo snapped, shoving Wufei away from him cruelly.

"He's trouble, Duo! Stay away from him!" Wufei ordered.

"I can do as I please, thank you very much," Duo snapped, his eyes glaring. "I don't need your permission for anything!"


"Shut up! Leave me alone! I can do anything I damn well please!" Duo shouted angrily, thrusting his arms out, warding Wufei off and protecting himself. "I didn't ask to be married! I didn't ask for any of this! I'm just a kid! I don't want any of it!"

"Duo..." Wufei's voice softened slightly and he hesitantly reached out to touch the heaving body of the confused boy standing before him. "Please," he whispered as Duo shrugged his touch off. "Please."

Duo turned to him then, his eyes large and shining with unshed tears. "No. I don't want it. I don't want this. I don't want you."

"And what do you want?" Wufei whispered.

Duo's lips twisted into a loathing smirk as he said scathingly, "Why only to be loved, of course. Isn't that how the story goes?"

"Oh come off it, Duo," Wufei snapped, bitterness and anger seeping into the edges of his voice. "What's going on with you? One night you're all over me, the next the thing you'd like most is for me to jump off a cliff. What the hell is going on in that twisted mind of yours?"

Duo threw him a withering glare, but answered lightly, "I haven't the faintest idea. Even I don't understand that great fathoms of my wonderful mind."

Wufei's hands unconsciously clenched into tights fists, digging into the tender flesh of his palms as he asked quietly, "Can't you be serious? Just for once talk as if you really care? Instead of being cynical or oversensitive?"

"I am NOT oversensitive!" Duo cried out, his hands flying up to beat at the air. "I'm...I'm..." he couldn't get the words out, instead he shrieked out, "I hate you Wufei! I hate you with everything I've got!"

Wufei's eyes met his then and a slight hiss of breath slipped through Wufei's lips as he read the fierce anger and hatred in Duo's blazing eyes. He'd never imagined anyone... certainly not Duo... could look so hateful... so miserable... he'd never seen anyone who'd wanted to be loved more in his lifetime. The hot flash of anger melted away then, leaving him drained and exhausted but more levelheaded than he'd ever been before. He didn't understand Duo. He probably never would. But...he was beginning to see. And that made all the difference.


"I said DON'T touch me!" Duo shrieked and beat his hands uselessly on Wufei, inflicting more harm to Wufei's ears with his angry screams rather than to his arms and shoulders as he pounded against him. "I HATE YOU!" Duo shouted angrily as he was forcibly led to their bed.

"YOU hush up," Wufei ordered, looking down at Duo with a terrible, half-feigned fierceness. "You are going to cause a relapse!"

"I am NOT!"

"Yes you are!"

"Am NOT!"

"Are TOO!"






"N-hey!" Wufei paused and stared at the sulking younger youth on the bed, glaring at him, despite his small triumph.

"I still hate you," Duo spat out viciously as Wufei shook off the verbal defeat and went about tucking Duo into bed.

"Good night, Duo."

"Go to hell!"

"Good night, Duo."

"I hate you so much," Duo repeated, clenching the edge of the coverlet in his fingertips. "I do!" he insisted even as he slipped down into the bed, until his nose was touching the coverlet. "I hate you," he repeated once more, his tone muffled by the coverlet.

Wufei sighed and leaned over the bed, pressing a chaste kiss to Duo's forehead. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" Wufei ignored Duo's shout and momentarily joined Duo in the bed, automatically wrapping his arms around the boy and holding him close to him.

Duo froze, forgetting for a moment he hated Wufei and Wufei wasn't to touch him. "Wh-what do you think you're doing?"

"Shh. Go to sleep."

"I don't wanna."

"You do, you just don't know it."

"...I still hate you."

"Good NIGHT, Duo!"


"Good night, Wufei." And with a final glare in Wufei's direction, Duo scrunched himself under the covers, closed his eyes and arranged himself against Wufei's warm body-for warmth only; he assured himself-and promptly fell asleep.


"Where do you think you're going?"

Duo froze and bite his tongue harshly to keep from saying something scathing as he turned, "Out."

"Out where?" Wufei inquired, sitting on the edge of the bed and gazing at Duo inquisitively.

"Since when do you care?" Duo replied, worming his way out of an answer.


Duo paused and scowled ferociously at Wufei, "OUT! I'll see you sometime tonight!"

"Duo!" Wufei shouted angrily. But, it was too late.

Duo was gone.


"Zechs...please," Duo whispered, his voice just the tiniest bit fearful as the older man roughly ravished his body. "Slow down..."

"You wanted this didn't you? That's why you came, didn't you? That's why you flaunted yourself last night, isn't it?" Zechs demanded cruelly, pressing a bruising kiss against Duo's lips.

Duo nodded faintly. "Yes... it is.. .but I..." The truth was, in his heart of hearts, Duo had only wanted to make Wufei a little jealous, a little riled up. He'd never intended it to go this far-at least not this fast. But it was and damned if he couldn't help enjoying it in the least! Maybe he was the slut Wufei had called him in their first meeting...Duo closed his eyes tightly. < Don't think of Wufei. Just think of Zechs and right now. It's only now...not then or later. Just now... > So preoccupied in his thoughts, Duo never realized that somewhere along the way, both men had lost their clothing and were now grinding against each other, delighting in the feel of hot flesh against hot flesh.

"Zechs," Duo whispered faintly his eyes shutting as the final completion of their union was carried out.

And even as the older man skillfully and roughly took the braided boy, the only thought in Duo's head was the image of the tears he had seen in Wufei's eye when he'd shook him.


Duo: and *ZECHS*?
Wufei: *MY* Duo and *ZECHS*?
Both: o.O  

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