Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ His Virgin Angel ❯ Illness ( Chapter 4 )

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Summary: Treize had secured his dominance over the younger warrior during Zechs's years in training at the Lake Victoria Base. However, as the young pilot begins to blossom into a handsome young man, Treize's dominance grows to a new level in order to seek full control when Zechs finally comes of age.

I just want to disclaim that no matter how hard I wish I do not own Gundam Wing or any of the characters associated with it.

In this story, Zechs is about…fifteen or sixteen for the first couple of chapters. The chapters switch POV, but it will be stated who the viewpoint is from at the beginning of the chapter.

 

Chapter 4: Illness - Treize

He had come to my office in the middle of the day. I was working on a seemingly endless mound of paperwork and honestly had no wish to stop now, even if it was for the one person I loved seeing. He walked in without asking, head down, wearing what I presumed were his nightclothes, a grey pair of sweat pants that hung loosely on his hips with a red Victoria Base shirt that hugged the muscles in his arms. I could not help but smile at how childlike he looked in those clothes, a vast difference from the uniform he usually wore. However, he knew that at this time of day I would be busy. So, I was most confused by his presence.

 

Zechs quietly shut the door behind him as he slowly made his way across the room to where I sat behind my desk. His long blonde hair was disheveled and the long tresses were tangled in many spots. His hands hung limply at his sides and his chest heaved deeply with each step. He seemed almost like the walking dead…However, I was not in the mood right now. I needed to work, and he knew that lunchtime was the only time of day that I could enjoy his company without a plethora of other things weighting on my mind.

 

 

“Zechs, little doll, why are you here?” I questioned as I read over another document from the large stack.

 

There came no answer. He merely hesitated for a second before continuing to walk slowly to where I sat. He had blatantly ignored me and right now, I was not in the mood for him to be demanding my attention.

 

“Did you not feel that you had to attend class today?” I snapped at his disregard of my question, putting the paper back into the pile. “Just because you're at the top of your class-“

 

He did not speak. He simply came to me and wrapped his arms around my neck as he rested his chin on the top of my head. This was unusual…Zechs was hardly ever this forward…something must be wrong with him. I could see no physical harm to my angel…if anyone had laid so much as a finger on him…that person would soon be meeting their end.

 

I could feel him shivering against me as I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him closer to me. He sank into my lap and buried his face into my neck, and with his legs, he straddled my lap. My hands rubbed up and down his back as I tried to soothe whatever ailed my young angel as he shivered in my grasp. I could feel the heat coming off his forehead in waves as he sighed.

 

“Baby…What's wrong?” I asked quietly as Zechs nuzzled my neck.

 

His chest heaved against mine. His breathing seemed so forced with each passing second. However, he clung to me for support and I was not about to push him away for anything. I simply cuddled him close. Obviously, he had needed me, and I was glad that he had come even if I as buried to my neck in paper work…the world could wait…right now I was his.

 

“I don't wanna be here…” He mumbled against me.

 

“What?”

 

I brushed his bangs away from his forehead and placed the back of my hand on it…he was so warm. My fingers traced lazy circles on his cheek while I waited for his response. I could not stop looking at him or touching him for that matter. He looked so fragile right now…and a secret part of me loved to see him in this state.

 

“Angel you have a fever…you really should be in bed.”

 

He pulled away from me in an instant finally looked me in the eyes. His usually loving blue eyes were tired and weary. He wanted to say something, but did not have the strength to let it out to me. However, I wanted…no I needed to know what was bothering him so much.

 

“I just want to be with you.”

 

“But you're so hot darling, maybe you should go back to bed.”

 

“I don't want to be in bed…I wanna be here…I don't want to be alone.”

 

“Sweetie, you feel so warm. How long have you been feeling unwell? I can take you to the infirmary if you are, that's not a problem-“

 

“I don't want to be here anymore Treize.” He whimpered as he wrapped his arms around me once again.

 

“Why is that? You wanted to be here with me just a second ago-“

 

“I mean here! At Lake Victoria…”

 

“ Did something happen?!” I questioned with a slight edge.

 

He didn't answer me right away…it was after a few moments that I felt a wetness begin to grow on my shoulder…my darling was crying…someone or something had hurt him…and I was growing angrier each second that he refused to tell me what had happened.

 

“I just don't belong here at the academy…and all the others hate me because I'm doing well…and I don't feel good and I just don't wanna be here!” He wailed as he sobbed into my jacket.

 

I was at a loss for words. Zechs had never complained about his classmates…in my opinion they had all always seemed to look up at him, knowing that he was a natural born leader. My only guess could be that some of the other boys were jealous…but I would handle that later…

 

“If you want sweetie we could leave the base for this weekend? Just you and me, we could go to my estate and I could have my physician look at you. Baby you don't feel well, do you?” I cooed softly in his ear.

 

“Could we really?” He asked quietly.

 

 

I could feel his chin resting on my shoulder now. His body still shivered and even that slight movement drove me to the edge of desire…he was so helpless right now…and he needed me more than anyone.

 

“Of course we could. I will contact your instructors and my superiors and explain that you are not well and that I would like my personal doctor to see what is wrong. We could leave tomorrow if you would like.”

 

“Please…I just want to get away for a while…”

 

“Anything for you darling. Now, I want you to go back to your room and get some rest. You're most certainly not well, and I do not wish for it to get any worse, do you understand?”

 

He nodded weakly against me and moved to get up. However, before I could let him escape I pulled him close to me once more. I wrapped him tightly in a warm bear hug to let him know that I wanted him. I brushed back his long tresses and lightly kissed his ear. He shuddered at the slight display of affection and it made me smile. He did not attempt to stop me as I did it once again and then again that time licking the shell of his ear…that time also causing him to shudder.

 

I secretly loved to see him like a weak little kitten in my arms. I could not stop myself now I nipped playfully at his ear and continued to tease him for a few moments before I finally caught myself as I began to move to kiss at his neck. My baby was sick…and I was trying to take advantage of him.

 

“That is enough for now…Darling you need to go to bed.”

 

Zechs pressed his forehead to mine and gently rubbed his nose against my own. His warm forehead reminded me that he needed to go…it was for the best. I knew he did not want to leave me, but now I was set on making my choice be respected. I laughed quietly and stood up from my chair with him in my arms. He gasped as I lifted him up, but quickly recovered and wrapped his legs tightly around me.

 

“Get down my little monkey. You need rest.”

 

“Can I sleep on your couch…?” He asked quietly hoping that I would let him stay close to me, but as much as I wanted to I knew what was right.

 

“No. You need a bed, and soon enough you will be with me again. I'm going to inform everyone that we will be leaving tomorrow afternoon. However, for now you need to go back to your room.”

 

Zechs simply pouted at me, but let go and put his feet on the ground.

 

“Now go.” I commanded as I gave him a playful smack to his rear.

 

He tried to smile at me, but all he could muster was a lopsided grin…my baby was not doing well… this weekend will be a nice break for him.

 

 

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