Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Victoria Base Affair ❯ Fighting Temptation ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3: Fighting temptation

Training with Zechs was like a beautiful dance. Treize wondered if he would ever find out how fast the Lightning Count really was. These training mobile suits were old, but they were the same Leo models that soldiers used in the field. Most people thought Treize hated to lose, but they were wrong. Treize was always happy to lose to an opponent who could beat him on skill alone. Zechs was already skilled enough that he could push Treize to his limits. Treize could only imagine how good he would be after three more years of training.

He thumbed on his radio. "That's enough for today, Zechs. You've worn me out."

"Just when I was about to knock you on your ass."

Treize laughed. "Cocky youngster! I should trounce you thoroughly for that over-confident remark, but the sun is setting."

"We could go infrared and keep practicing in the dark."

"You haven't received classroom instruction on working with night vision, yet. It's not as easy as it sounds."

"As you command, Lord Kushranada," Zechs answered. He shouldered his rifle and began lumbering back toward the base.

Treize fell into step with him, his rifle slung over his shoulder as well. He knew Zechs was teasing him. The only time he called Treize "Lord Kushranada" anymore was when he was trying to get a rise out of him. They were far out in the practice field, and it grew steadily darker as they marched back to the base. There was still enough light to see where they were going, though, as the afterglow of sunset filled the sky with a deep violet glow, fading to brilliant aqua and pink just above the western horizon. Zechs stopped walking and turned his Leo to look at the sunset.

"That's really beautiful, don't you think?"

"Yes, it is," Treize agreed. He stopped to look as well, and after a moment, opened the cockpit door and stepped out to get a better view. Zechs did the same.

"I never look at the sunset anymore," Zechs said wistfully. "It always reminds me of home." He sounded very sad and Treize looked over at him.

"Zechs, come down." Treize gripped the lift cable and dropped quickly to the ground. He walked across to Zechs' mobile suit and waited for Zechs to drop down beside him. The glow of the sky made his hair shimmer like starlight and his eyes looked violet. There was a wounded look on his face, as if mentioning home had actually hurt him somehow.

"Zechs," Treize began softly, "Our past shapes us, but we must never let it control us. What happened to your people was terrible." Zechs nodded without speaking. The look on his face made him look vulnerable, and much younger than he was. Treize cupped his right hand against Zechs' cheek. "If you ever want to talk about it, please come to me. I want to be your friend."

"You are my friend, Treize," Zechs answered simply. He looked steadily into Treize's eyes, his open expression showing suppressed desire.

It was too much. Without another word, Treize kissed him. His right hand slid into the soft folds of Zechs' hair, his left arm encircling his shoulders. Zechs' arms wrapped around him and he kissed Treize hungrily, his lips moving against Treize's with desperate urgency, his tongue stroking against Treize's tongue. Treize lost himself in that kiss. Raging desire surged through his veins and his knees buckled. They sank to the ground, wrapped in each other's arms, locked in that passionate embrace. Treize came to his senses only when he realized Zechs was trying to undress him. And that he was starting to undress Zechs. He caught Zechs' hands and pulled them up to his mouth.

"No," he whispered into the palm of Zechs' hand. "We can't." He didn't look at Zechs; he didn't dare. "If we do this, we can never see each other again." He pressed Zechs' hands against his cheek. "I couldn't bear it if I could never see you again."

They lay in silence for a long time, without moving. Finally, Zechs pulled his hands out of Treize's grip and sat up.

"It's been a long time since I let myself feel anything about anyone," he said softly. "I will never believe that the way I feel about you is wrong. I love you, Treize Kushranada." He stood up and walked back to his mobile suit.

Treize let him start back before getting up to return to his own mobile suit. He stared at the last trace of light on the horizon as the cockpit door closed. "I love you, Zechs Merquise."

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Chapter 3 is done now. I admit it's a little short so I'll post the next chappy also.