Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Black Rose Arc: One: The Black Rose ❯ A Warm Welcome ( Chapter 2 )

The Black Rose Chapter Two: A Warm Welcome

(( just a quick note- I sorta had to change Zechs and Treize's ages to put them into this fic. They are about a year, maybe two years older than other main characters))

"Hey, Zechs, you look particularly sexy today" A tall, hansom man pureed in an equally hansom, tall mans ear.

"Good morning, Treize. I could say the same thing about you." The tall blond replied without turning around.

" How did you know it was me?" Treize pouted cutely, allowing his long term partner to kiss him.

" Because, you're one of the only people who actually talk to me without throwing the word fag, freak, or other such `endearing' term in there. Oh, yea, and the only one who would call me sexy at school." Zechs teased, leaning slightly on his taller lover.

"Well, you are." Treize reassured him, smiling.

Treize Kushrenada and Milliado Peacecraft, aka Zechs Marquise to anyone who ether wasn't family or didn't want to get their nose broken, were both self-proclaimed Goths. Two of the only six in the school, actually.

Treize wore tight black and silver leather trousers, Dark blue and silver doc martens, a midnight blue tight muscle shirt/ tank top thing, open black shirt, silver studded belt, and midnight blue collar with Oz pendant. His short red-brown hair dyed black and silver, Prussian blue eyes out lined with heavy black and blue makeup, lips outlined in dark blue. He wore fingerless black leather glove, silver rings and bangles, and his left ear had about eight silver ear cuffs and earrings.

Zechs, Treize's long-term partner wore tight red leather trousers, with red boots. He wore a blood red peasant top, skull belt hanging around his hips, short blood red leather jacked slung loosely around his shoulders. His long platinum blond hair had one single blood red and silver streak. He wore a red leather chocker with a TxZ pendant hanging from it, matching red cuffs attached to each wrist, silver and ruby rings on his fingers. He, too, wore eight ear cuffs on his right ear, but his were silver, red enamel and red ruby. Blood red lipstick and eye shadow adorned his features.

"Have you seen the other guys yet, Treize? I thought we were meant to be meeting them" Zechs lazily asked, glaring at a passing group of giggling girls, one of which, unfortunately, happened to be his sister.

"No, I haven't seen them yet. I thought I'd come find the most hansom teen at our humble little high school first." Treize replied, leaning back aganst the wall, arms encircling Zechs slim waist.

"Did you find him yet? Where are we meeting the guys, then." Zechs yawned, still exsated from the night before.

Both he and Treize had spent the night with their friends at one of the local clubs. Although they were technically not old enough to go to any of the local night clubs yet, everyone in town new The Black Rose. That was the name their peers had given their gang, and it had sort of stuck.

Well, anyway, both he and Treize had spent the whole night trying to seduce Chang Wufei, a fellow member of their gang. Usually they didn't have much success, but this time, luck had been on their side; they had finally convinced him to join them. Permantley.

"Oh, yes. We are meant to meet them by Trowa's locker during lunch. Till then, though, we could always go and find and empty classroom…….?" Treize innocently suggested, making Zechs smirk.

"Last time we did that, Miss. Cunningham* walked in on us. She couldn't stop blushing whenever she saw me for almost a month." Zechs reminded him, receiving and evil chuckle from behind him.

"Hey, what's going on over there?" Treize asked with a frown, noticing that all of the `normal' students had gathered a little further down the lawn, near the gates. They were whispering and pointing at something, or someone, all of them staring.

Muller and Une, two of the most obnoxious, `perfect' students in the school, stepped forward, followed closely behind by Relena and Dorothy.

"I don't know, but whatever or whoever it is, seem to be special enough to receive the welcoming we normally receive on first day of term. Do you think we should go down there, just to make sure nobody gets hurt?" Zechs asked, concern clearly evident in his voice. Most students, well those who didn't know them, would be amazed at the care and apparent concern these two were showing. After all, everyone knows that Goths worship the devil, right? Therefore, they are evil and incapable of emotion. (It really gets on my nerves when my own classmates and friends ask me if I worship the devil, just cause I'm a Goth! Believe me, that dose NOT go down well at a catholic secondary school!)

"Let's hang back a bit, and see what happens." Treize told Zechs, releasing him and heading down the stone steps, leaning against one of the stone pillars.

"Duo, are you sure this is the right school? These people look kinda…..like….." Quatre started quietly, quickly following behind Duo, trying to avoid the piercing stares, glares, dirty looks and muttering directed and surrounding them.

"It's ok Quatre, just ignore them. They're all just a group of stuck up snobs who don't want to see, let alone know common riffraff like us live in the same city as them, or go to the same school as them. It's ok. They don't know, and I promised I wouldn't let it happen again, remember? And you know, I may run, I may hide, but I never lie." Duo reassured his friend. Head held high, Duo looked confident, as if things like this happened to him everyday, unfortunately, they usually did, but that's not the point. Duo would never admit it, but, to tell you the truth, he felt just as nervous as Quatre looked, if not more so.

Quatre, seeing how brave Duo was being, and sensing how scared he was truly feeling, straightened up, trying not to look quite so scared. Glancing quickly at the crowed of teenagers that had come to glare, he noticed a group of three girls and a guy separating themselves from the crowed, moving to block their way through the gates.

Quatre turned to Duo, catching his eye, motioning towards the people blocking their path.

" Great, a welcoming committee. Don't worry, Quatre, I'll deal with this, you just stay behind me, you got it?"

"O-ok, Duo."

They continued walking forward until they were standing directly in front of the o so happy looking soon to be fellow students of theirs.

"Where do you think your going?" A boy about the same age as them asked, taking a step towards them.

"I would have thought that was a bit obvious, even for a dumb jock like you to figure out. We are trying to go to school." Duo sarcastically stated, false amazement obvious in his voice. A few people snickered, only to be silenced by others glaring at them. Everyone in school knew Muller was one of the best, but dumbest jocks that their school had ever seen.

" Why you-" Muller started, suddenly realising that he had just been insulted by some black-clad freak.

"Excuse me. My name is Relena Darlin Peacecraft. My father is vice foreign minister Darlin. There must be some kind of mistake. There is no way you could possibly be attending this school. There is no way-" The girl dressed in the most hideous pink outfit Duo had ever seen stepped forward, snootily `explaining'.

" Let me guess, there is no way we could possibly be going to YOUR high school because it costs too much for commoners like us, and you need to pass SUCH a HARD entrance exam, and besides all of that, there is no way the principle would let people like us in to your o so perfect school?" Duo sarcastically asked, both stunning and silencing the whole crowed.

" Well, that's where you'd be wrong. If you have a problem with us attending our new school, I suggest you take it up with the principle. Now, if you wouldn't mind moving out of the way, we don't want to be late for our meeting with the principle." Duo told them, walking passed the still stunned students.

" Oh, yea, and before I forget. Relena, wasn't it? Nice impression of a goldfish."

Quatre Quickly followed behind his friend, a tiny smirk covering his delicate features.

"Some how, I think they might need our help later, after Muller and his gang have recovered." Zechs said, watching the new students heading their way.

" I like them already. They haven't been here five minutes, and they've already put your sister in her place. Come on; let's go introduce ourselves. It will be….interesting to finally have some new Goths around the place. We should tell the others about this." Treize commented, getting ready to greet the new kids.

"Yea, later. The blond one's cute. Let's go introduce ourselves."

Zechs lead the way towards them, positioning themselves between the doors and the two new comers.

"Oh, great, more company" Duo muttered, looking up to see a tall blond and black-silver-brown haired Goths in their way.

Quatre, sounding and looking confused, asked, " Is that a problem, Duo? They're Goths too, aren't they? They wouldn't do anything…."

"Trust me, Quatre, it's better to be safe than sorry. Remember, I'm the one with the experience. Let me handle it" Duo told him. Quatre had never seen, let alone met another Goth before. He was too trusting, even after what had happened to him, for his own good.

"Hello, my name is Treize, and this sexy god behind me is my partner, Zechs. It's a pleasure to meet you" The tall, blue-eyed guy introduced himself, offering Duo his hand. Quatre's eyes went wide in surprise. This guy was even more…blunt… about his sexuality than Duo was!

Duo just ignored the out stretched hand, barging his way past both Zechs and Treize, dragging Quatre along with him.

Quatre sadly smiled apologetically at the two guys, before allowing himself to be dragged down the seemingly endless corridor by Duo.

"Well, that went well!" Zech's huffed, looking very put out.

"Don't worry little one, he's probably just trying to protect his little friend. Can you blame him, with the welcoming your sister and her friends just gave them?" Treize reasoned.

" Well, I suppose not. But we might as well tell the others about this, anyway." Zechs decided, in a `if you don't agree with me you wont be getting any for the next three weeks' tone of voice, storming off towards his first class.

" Whatever you say, Zechs." Treize chuckled, following behind his moody lover, thinking about the petit blond and his braided friend.

End chapter two

To be continued