17-Jan-2001
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Duo swallowed hard at the sight meeting his eyes. Wufei was kneeling at the feet of Zechs Marquise. The young Asian wore nothing more than his boxers and a defiant glare; his hands were bound behind his back and his ankles were shackled. A choker chain encircled his neck and ended in the tall blond's fist. Wufei was completely at Zechs mercy.
"Over here 02," Treize called. "We've been expecting you."
"Let him go," Duo demanded, pulling a gun from under his shirt. He was too late. A sudden hiss drew violet eyes towards Zechs and he saw the former noble held a knife to the bound man's neck, a small trickle of blood already gracing its edge.
"What do you want?" The American growled.
With a bored sigh, Treize leaned back against his chair. "Zechs and I have been bemoaning the lack of good entertainment lately. We were hoping you might help alleviate that problem."
Ice ran down Duo's spine. "How?"
"Put on a little show for us." The confident man purred. "Strip."
End teaser
OK.......my imagination needs to be shot, ne?
Phoenix
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