11-Mar-2000
Zechs knocked on the door softly. "Treize? Wake up.." he even contemplated using his security code to get into his commander's room. But he would enter the civilised way this time, he thought.
Minutes passed by, and Zechs was still knocking at the door. By now the last strand of patience had just left him, and Zechs resorted the (ehem) less civilised entry. He punched in his security clearance code and walked into the room.
He found Treize bundled up in his bed, his blanket up to his chin. His face beet red.
"Treize?" Milliard knitted his brow and touched his friend lightly on the shoulders. "are you feeling all right?"
Treize opened his eyes groggily. "Oh, hi. Good morning."
"You're late for the morning briefing. Dermail would scream you know. And you know what happened when he screamed, don't you?" Zechs helped Treize to rise from his bed, the older man yawned sleepily and nodded.
"Yeah, yeah. I know. We had to get a new roof for the meeting room."
Zechs nodded. "Well, in case you're wondering, we need a new set of windows, a door and a new roof now."
Treize's eye widened for a moment, and he let out a small groan, "Already?"
"Sadly.. Now.. we'll have to get you down to meet him, before we have to go search for a new job."
"Sure, sure whatever. I think I'll skip my bath.."
Zechs handed Treize his uniform and helped him to get into the set of clothes and at least look presentable.
So the day passed with considerable uneasiness for Treize. Dermail wasn't really the best person to have around, and him skipping his morning bath wasn't really a nice thing to do. He felt stuffy and smelly and most of all he started to itch. That made his patience even shorter. He felt sorry for Zechs, for his second had to made sure that all sharp objects, or any objects that could kill, were not within reach of the fuming Treize.
And so, after all the necessary day's work, both men ended up exhausted on Treize's couch.
"Milliard."
"Yah?"
"Could you help me scratch my back. It itches like crazy."
"Your back?"
"Well, the whole of my body itches. Maybe its because I skipped my morning bath."
Zechs helped Treize out from the uniform, while saying, "Nonsense. Skipping a bath wouldn't hurt.."
As the last piece of garment left Treize's body, Zechs' eyes widened and he choked out an involuntary gasp. "Uh, I think.. skipping a bath is a bad idea after all."
Treize looked at his body and swallowed hard. "Damn."
His body was literally covered with red rash, and Treize had just started to scratch randomly. Zechs caught Treize's hands and held fast to it. "Don't scratch, it'll get worse."
"Yeah sure. It itches like.."
"No swearing, Treize. It'll get worse too."
"Gods, Milli, you sounded like a grandmother."
Zechs scowled playfully, and placed a small kiss on his lover's forehead, "That's GRANDPA, I am a male.. Come on, lets get you a doctor."
A couple of hours later they were in Treize's bath.
"This concoction smells awful!!" Treize moans as he sniffed a bottle full of doctor's prescription.
Zechs switched off the running water and grabbed the bottle from Treize and measured it before he poured the content into the water. "Now, now. You know this will make you all better."
"I will NEVER step into that water! NEVER!"
Zechs shrugged and pulled Treize into his embrace. "Now listen here. Treize-koi, you'll get in there, soak yourself for half an hour, and I'll change the water, put in some of those Rose bubble baths you like, and get the horrid smell off you. And the sooner you heal, the sooner we could hit the bed."
"Yeah, okay. I am not supposed to touch you when I had this bloody rash. Such hell."
"Now there, Treize.." So, Zechs helped the sulking Treize soaked himself into the awful concoction. "By gods! This is even worse than I thought. It smelled like.. like.." Treize swore.
Zechs handed Treize his rubber duckie and Treize clutched to it, like there's no tomorrow, "Now there, Treize, I'll be here, we share the burden together. And you might want Quackie to share our burden as well.."
So there they were, for half an hour, with the stench, and the sulking Treize, and the tortured rubber duckie...
And that continued every morning and evening for three days, and Treize eventually recovered.
That night:
"Milliard, next time remind me to have regular baths." Treize said as his second snuggled closer.
"Yeah." And they soon locked themselves in a fiery lovemaking. Well, what do you expect?
After all that, as they laid down, perfectly sated, "Milliard?"
"Hmm?" came the sleepy reply.
"We still need to put a new roof over the meeting room."
"Whatever."
"I love you."
"I think I do too. Without your rash."
"Whatever."
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