Learning to Understand You

Diclaimer: None of the characters belong to me. None of the places belong to me. All belong to Capcom.


Learning to Understand You


It was just a few days after his first day at the training facilities of Umbrella. This was it. This was when William finally becomes something of himself. He was always a brilliant young man. He was in all honors classes and passed. Though... He had yet go through high school. At the tender age of fifteen, William Birkin was already inside the facility and training for his days at Umbrella. The teen was quite nervous as he notices that he had competition ahead of him. His instructor had placed him with two other well known students within this training facility. Albert Wesker and Alexia Ashford. Both were a bit older than he was. Both were upper class-men on the scale.

"During these days, you will be studying various chemicals and experiments with your group. Do you understand?" The instructor was telling each selected group this.

William gave a glance towards Wesker whom seemed to be studying him. Probably taking in every detail about the teen. William was quiet now but wait until the students were dismissed. He would give a 'talk' to this Wesker.

"Alright. Now go to your assigned areas and begin." Called the instructor to everyone. This was the time when the students had to go with their group. And if they disliked it, tough luck.

William took his leave toward the room selected for the three of them. Those blue eyes did take note of something. That Ashford girl was coming his way. "..." He mutters under his breath.

Alexia was a prissy teen who had gotten here thanks to her father.Though she needed no help on anything with her intellect. She was a bigger challenge to get across. There was this look upon her face as she gave William a look. Those ice blue eyes peering to his own deep blues. She was trying to look for something. This something may be the hint of fear. A hand reaching out as she placed her hand upon William's shoulder.

"So what makes you so special?" She muses in her high and mighty tone. "Just because you are only fifteen and you did so well in classes before here doesn't mean you are worth this for Umbrella." Came her wicked tone. Upper class-men...

Albert had been watching Alexia harass William and since he was an upper class-man as well, he could easily stop this. He watched William closely. This boy... There was something about William that was not to be touched. Albert knew at this moment, the boy was about to snap.

Moving up towards the two, Wesker clears his throat to get the attention. "Why don't you put a lid on it, Alexia." Wesker points towards their door. "Move."

The female scoffs and narrows those eyes at him dangerously. "What gives you the right to order me around?"

William blinks as he heard Wesker. This was oddly suspicious. The dirty blonde glancing to her and to Wesker. This was the time for work and not silly banter. As soon as Alexia pulled her attention away from him, William took off toward their room. A small sigh coming from the young man. He just wished to work in peace and if anyone had a say against that... Fuck them too. Those sapphires glancing about as a hand reaches for the door knob.

Someone else's hand grabs his and the door knob instead. Wesker opening the door with him. "It seems we both have such timing." States Albert.

"..." William grunts lowly as he lets the other open the door. Nothing said yet from the dirty blonde.

Alexia walks pass William and inside the room. "Hah! Losers last..." She chimes in with her annoying snooty voice.

William walks in behind her and closes the door. The young teen walking over to where Wesker was. These two were upper class-men and his competition. Those sapphire hues peering toward Wesker as the other gave a look towards him. Running a hand through his dirty blonde hair, William gave a look around their lab. "...Small." Was all that you got from him.

Wesker shakes his head at William. "Each room will be this size."

"I was only stating to myself." Declares William as he eyes Wesker. The teen could feel the tension within the air. This was going to be a rough beginning.

Alexia knew there would be such silly quarrels. The female out of the three getting the lab set up as she calls to the two. "While you silly boys are complaining, I'm working on setting up the lab."

William growls lowly as he places his goggles on over his eyes. Lab gloves on as well. He already had the white lab coat on as he was prepared for this work. The teen snapping over toward Alexia. A not-so high and mighty voice coming from him. Those sapphire's narrowing at Alexia in protest. William did not have time to waste as he was here to prove himself worthy of Umbrella's soon to be employees. Spencer was a picky man. Only the best would come out of here.

"Look here Ashford... I don't give a pretty damn if you are some rich kid whom got in with her brains and her daddy's hot money." He growls toward the girl. "But I came here for one fucking purpose alone. To get into Umbrella."

This was what caught Alexia off guard. She wasn't even imagining this skinny boy telling her this. Those ice blues staring in shock at him before she snapped out of it. "You think you are Umbrella material? Prove it." Alexia proclaims to William.

What a fitting group... Wesker walks over to the two and begins to help the female place all they needed together on the lab table. Those eyes of his were blue as well. He made sure William could see them with that look he gave the other. Such intimidating looks. Wesker could frighten someone away indeed. The taller male of the three in there did not speak at the moment. Though he would give William that much on what the boy said. They were here to get into Umbrella.

~*~
Later that evening, Alexia had gone out for a break. Wesker stayed behind with William as the teen works on his project.Wesker was going to stay as long as William did. Just how long would that be? Those ice blues glancing to the younger one within the room. Reaching over, he careful hands William a tube with some kind of label on it.

"Take this. Mix it in with that and see the results." Wesker instructs William.

This seems odd... William blinks as he glances over to Wesker whom was holding the tube. Hesitantly he takes the tube and eyes the substance in it. "Why this?"

There was an odd moment of silence before Wesker walks over toward William and looks down toward the shorter of the two. It was going to be an odd night for Birkin. The teen had never had such a hard day before. Why did it
have to come now? Those sapphire hues peering into Wesker's own eyes. Something had to give if Wesker wanted William to use this specific substance into the already unstable formula. A blonde brow rose as he looks to Wesker. Silence did take over as the two studied one another's faces.

"Trust me." Wesker says as he steps over beside the other. "I've noticed a lot about you, Birkin. Something very good." Comes the following end.

Blinking a few times, William gave a puzzled look as Wesker moves over to him. "What do you mean by that, Wesker?" He questions all too suspiciously.

Wesker was such a clever and tricky bastard even when young. He taps the other upon the forehead with a smirk that meant all too well something was up. Pointing to the board where their formula was at. The older teen begins to show the other what he wants. Taking out the red dry erase marker, Wesker writes down below the first part of the formula. "This is what is in your hand. I want you to add it to the formula you have in the other tube."

William watches the other closely as he notices the other writing up on the board. He suddenly freezes in his place as he stares in awe. He was probably one of the youngest working to become one of those elites for Umbrella. But William knew that special ingredient. He knew what would happen if he did add. Those eyes narrowing into slits. Was Wesker trying to fuck his chances of success over? Was this other man like that annoying girl?

"What are you trying to do? Set me up?" William declares to Wesker with this look on his face.

"Why would I set you up? Just trust me." Wesker preens as he stresses the part in red. "Add it."

So maybe Wesker wasn't trying to set Birkin up but still. The hour was eleven o'clock at night. It had been hours since they had any food. Birkin had done what Wesker had instructed to oddly find out that there was good results in this. A small yawn from the younger of the two teens in the room. William slouches against the wall as he had unbuttoned his lab coat a bit to air it out. The room was getting oddly hot.

"I want to take a break but my work." He mutters quietly. Not like Wesker was paying attention.

"Come with me then. We'll go get you some food." Wesker responds in his quiet tone. He was listening to what Birkin said. Waving William over, Wesker leads the way. "You don't eat much. I've noticed this."

Well... William did eat when needed. When he had his mind set on something other than food, he sort of neglected that. So the younger had a bad habit... Or two. Moving the goggles up to rest upon his head, William walks into the eerie hallway. A certain set of lights were on after a good few ways. It was enough for anyone to see where they were going. The two walking side by side to the cafeteria. William runs lanky fingers through his mess of hair as he looks toward Wesker.

"So you're an upper class-man?" Asks William nervously. He felt oddly at ease around Wesker.

Wesker glances to the younger of the two and nods. "I am. I've been here for a few years." Ice blue eyes glancing to the younger. There was something about William. Wesker couldn't put a finger on it.

The two walk down the hallway until the first turn to another set of rooms along a hall. Wesker stops William as he looks down to the dirty blonde for a long moment. Silence once again took over. A hand was placed upon William's shoulder as to say 'Stay put'. Leaning in a touch, Wesker glances to William and gives a grin. Something about William... Wesker was not some ordinary person for this either. He knew damned well that William was... From the first moment he saw the other, he knew William was different. Maybe it was time to show that it was ok to trust him.

"Birkin... I've been watching you." Wesker whispers to the confused teen.

'Watching? Me? What?' It echoes in his mind as he looks up to Wesker. William blinks in confusion. This group member of his lab room was now telling him this?! The dirty blonde's mouth drops open slightly as if he was going to respond to the other. It soon closed again as a nod was what came.

"Silent, are we?" Wesker questions as he gets nothing but a nod in return.

What would anyone do if someone you just met did such a thing to you? Wesker was not even close enough to be called friends with Birkin. That was just confusing. Sapphire eyes glancing up to Wesker's. No other soul was around to witness this. What if it was going to be bad? William could defend himself if he must. He just met Wesker. The two didn't know much about one another. William froze as a hand was placed upon his chin. The thumb caressing the skin. This was not even working right! Lips pursed in confusion as Birkin looks to Wesker.

"Ssh. Don't even speak, Birkin." Wesker coos to the other in a coaxing way. He was not going to do anything to the blonde yet.

"..." First of all, why couldn't he speak? William had the right. He growls lowly before he places a hand on Wesker's shoulder as to protest. "I can speak if I want, Albert."

The two stares at one another for another good minute before Wesker moves Birkin along down the hall to the cafeteria. Talk about ruining the moment. But this was what Wesker was talking about. He knew exactly what he was thinking. William Birkin was a forceful young man. It seems that he has good intentions for his work. The dirty blonde walks silently beside Wesker again as he gave a wary glance to the older teen. What was Wesker trying to do? It confuses William completely.

"Why are you all of a sudden so nice to me? I just got here." The dirty blonde proclaims as he wanted to know exactly why Wesker was being like this to him.

Silence was what he got from the other. Albert was not about to tell William yet. Not yet.

~*~

It was now somewhere between one and two A.M. Wesker had finally gotten the two where he wanted to be. The Cafeteria. There was silence now as the two were the only ones up at this minute. Inside the vast place full of lunchroom tables. Birkin blinks as he looks around for a vending machine. He begins to take a move towards a side wall. But his mission had a sudden halt. Wesker took a hold of his shoulder.

"Wha?" Came the baffled sound of the dirty blonde. William blinking as he looks to.

"You can't just go yet... I need you to stay close to ME." The demand was made by Wesker.

Such a demand it was. It made Birkin tense up a lot. The younger teen snapping at Wesker. There would not be anything to ruin his chances at getting his just rewards and getting into Umbrella. Who did these people think they are? It made Birkin wonder. Alone... In the cafeteria. He was alone with Wesker.

The blonde took a hold of William's wrist instead of shoulder. "Don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you."

"Of course you're not." The dirty blonde responds to that. William wanted to be tough.

Wesker chuckles as he glances to the younger teen. The other was trying to be tough. To hold this front out like he was not afraid of the older teen. Wesker had a few years on his little lab partner. Though he had thought about it for sometime now since the first day of this training. His third year or fourth. But for William it was just beginning. Wesker had enough time to handle this perplexing youth. The older one also having to deal with Alexia while the three would be in this work together. How troublesome...

"You're cute." Comes the odd compliment in this.

"..." Birkin glances to the older classmate for the moment in bafflement. Why was he stuck for months with Albert Wesker. Yet...

The blonde one took his hand within that hand and gave a gentle squeeze. "Trust me on this, William."

Wesker took that hand and gives another soft squeeze in reassurance. This had to be where the two became closer to one another. Wesker could not have two people that he despised in the room. This kid right here had more talent than that annoying Alexia. He gives a smirk as he glance into sapphires. William's confused look was just too cute. Why was an upper class-man being so nice to this under class-man? For the minute once again silence reigned. William finally coming to his senses. A wry glance given to Wesker as the hand within the other's took hold and squeezed back.

"Fine. I'll trust you as far as I can. If you double cross me, I'll make you pay, Albert Wesker." Declares the dirty blonde as he gave a devilish look to Wesker.

That was the spirit! Wesker wanted to hear this. It meant that there was a very clear understanding between the two. Wesker letting the hand go as he steps closer to the one along the table. "Then let me be the one to compliment your eyes."

"...Why compliment my eyes?" Inquires Birkin.

Wesker wags a finger in front of the other as he chuckles. Stepping back as he points over to the far east corner, he points out the vending machines. Wesker did promise the other he was not about to hurt William. This youth would be a promising colleague. The older blonde would make sure of that. Any tried to get in their way and he'll push them aside.

"Over there." The stern voice spoke out in the quiet room.

The youth gave a slight nod as he walks over at a steady pace to the vending machines. William really could have gotten the drink himself if without Wesker's help. The other actually stalled him. Those sapphires glancing to the various cans and bottled flavors. Putting in his correct amount of change, William pressed the button for his Mountain Dew. The bottle coming out in the small area for collecting. The youth scoops up the bottle and looks back over toward where Wesker was. Was?

"Where the hell did he go?" Murmurs William.

The upper class-man was missing and he left William alone in the cafeteria. Brilliant... Opening the lid to his bottle, the young man takes a sip of his carbonated soda. Alone in this place as he stood there in silence. So far all this older lab partner wanted was for him to trust. TRUST. William didn't have much to trust in. He just was beginning this training and someone wanted him to trust in the other. Something about Wesker soothed Birkin. That confused him at this point.

"Well... I suppose I could take a break." William mutters to himself. Just before bringing the bottle up to his lips he stops it. Fingers moving over those lips of his in remembering the other's lips... So close to his. William had to get that out of his mind. Work. Work. Study. These were important days to him. Umbrella wanted HIM to join. So stay with it...

Taking up his walking again, he continues to walk over towards were the doors were. Might as well take a little walk outside on the campus grounds. William walks along the tiled floors out in the hallway as he exits the lunch room. A small sigh coming from the youth as he glances around. Not too long ago...he was pressed against that wall over there. A brow twitches in frustration as he kept on remembering what Wesker did to him.

"GOD! This is so frustrating! Why am I thinking about...him.."Voice raising until at the last part it dwindled into soft noises.

The youth went over to the corner where his back once was pressed against the wall. William taking another sip of his Mountain Dew as he leans against that wall. Eyes slowly glancing up toward the ceiling as he closes eyes in thinking. He imagined Wesker wrapping arms about that waist of his. The other's hot breath touching his side of the neck. His breathes shallow and soft as he moans a few times. Lips pressing against his own now. Soft at first was the kiss. Hands moving along the sides to the hips of his. Wesker's hands roaming. William whimpering for more.

The youth whimpering out loud as he bit his bottom lip. "Ooh...Al-Albert..." He moans barely above a whisper.

By that time, someone had caught up with him. Glancing toward the blushing youth, Wesker claps his hands.
"Bravo, William. You really know how to get yourself worked up."

Stopping immediately at the clapping William opens his eyes as he glances to Wesker. "...Shit."

"No no... Don't let me stop you. Let me guide you." Wesker calls to the other. He aimed to please or get a kick out of this.

William at first was hesitant on this. "No. I'm not sure..."

Taking the bottle out of William's hands, Wesker places it to the side as he took the younger teen into the Men's Room. The older of the two pulling the other with. Soon the two were alone in this dim lit restroom with five stalls that were wide open. The counter maybe was a good place to do something. Though Wesker had an idea that the wall was perfect. Besides... William was leaning against the wall.

"Over here, William." Wesker move their bodies over as he places William against the wall where it was ideal for this moment.

"...Wait..." William whispers.

"Ssh. No need for butterflies now, William." Albert whispers back in a tone that was not like him. Not to most.

William presses his back against the cold wall of the men's room. Those sapphires glancing into the taller male's eyes. Wesker wasn't exactly pressing against him as he waited. What was Wesker preparing for? William shivers as he thinks about earlier. He was actually imagining the other touching him.

"Close your eyes again." Instructed the taller blonde.

William frowns but complies to the instructions. Eyes closing slowly as he waits for the next move. Wesker was right there but he would give the incentive to the other for such acts. Fingers coming up as Wesker trails his index finger along that neck of the younger student's body. Soft little touches first.

"Can you feel that?" Wesker asks curious to this.

"Y-yes... I can." William responds to the other in a low tone.

"Now... Trail your hands along your front." The older instructs once again.

What was Wesker trying to do? William slowly starts to trail lanky fingers along his chest at the shoulders and descending them along his front. The dirty blonde biting on his bottom lip as once again, he felt that surge and imagination take place. Imagining at first that those touches were Albert's not his own. Wesker was caressing William's neck softly. It would all pay off sooner or later.

"Mm... A-Albert..." Whimpers coming from William as he caresses his own form through the clothes.

"Remove the lab coat and shirt, William." Wesker orders.

~*~

There was a long pause as William thought over removing his articles of clothing like Albert instructed or going against. The feeling of uncertainty... It killed those who lusted for anything. William was right in the middle of wanting to do something. This was a training facility for those of high priority. William falling for a distraction... One that told him to trust in it.

Hot air leaks pass an open mouth between those lips of his. William finally turns in and removes the lab coat. Wesker taking the coat from him and tossing it to the side. Then removing the shirt from his upper body, William did as Albert wanted. The older student taking the shirt and doing the same. William shivered just a bit as the cold air caresses his skin.

"W-Wesker... It's cold."

"I know it is... But it'll soon feel hotter."

"Hotter?" Comes the repeated word in question.

The blonde soon took little to no time in showing what he meant. Birkin peers down toward his classmate. This was the person who told him to trust in the other. Was he saying 'Trust me' now? William's heart was beginning to race and he could hear it within his throat. Albert was coming right for him. A fantasy gone wrong? His warm skin along the back pressed up against the tiled wall. The cold touch meeting his soft skin. The other continues to move up to him. William starts biting on his bottom lip as he looks toward the other. This was what he wanted... Right? Lips parted somewhat as air escapes.

"A-Albert..."

"Don't you trust me?"

"A-Albert... What are you trying to prove?"

"Ssh. Let me show you trust."


By this time Wesker was right in front of William. There was no room to escape if he needed. Though he did not feel like he was in trouble. That form shaking a bit out of nervousness. Wesker was taking in the other's beautiful form for a fifteen year old. The upper class-man looking to those sapphires. He did notice the tension within the boy. A hand comes up and touches William's left cheek. Soft and soothing strokes.

"We just met one another, Albert... This is..."

"And what of it, William? You took a big step in faith to trust me thus far." Wesker states.

"But this is so soon!"

Another moment of silence after the boy rose his voice to the other. Wesker continues to stroke fingers along William's cheek to try and sooth him. He was right. This was so soon. But this is what trust was all about in this school. You either find your place with the rest or you fail and crash. The dirty blonde was up against the wall as the one in front continues to tease the skin.

"This is where you have to decide, William. Trust in me here. Or you fail already."

"..."

"I'm serious... Now trust me and enjoy the pleasure."

That was what it was all about?! So... When did faith have anything to deal with sex? The younger male biting into his bottom lip again. Wesker begins to trail his fingers along the sides of William's neck. The fingertips meeting at the base of the neck and curving in to the throat. William slowly closing his eyes as he sighs softly. He would not deny that right now... Right now... It feels so good. Fingers easing their way to each nipple and tweaking the delicate buds. Wesker glancing down to see the reaction. Of course a squeak came from that. William's cheeks were tinted slightly red. The thumb, index, and middle finger of each hand rolls the nub within them as those eyes watch William.

"Aah... G-god..."

"Do you like it, William?"

"Mmn...Yes."

That's what Wesker needed. He wanted the younger of the two to cave in. To feel the pleasure and give him the pleasure back. The trust within the room...

"Good. Now...unzip your pants."

Eyes open suddenly to that. William just hearing what the other said. It was instructed too. "..." He clears his throat a bit. "Why?"

"Because... I said so. And you trust me."

That was going to bite him on the ass for now on it seemed. William should have never said he trusted in Wesker. The blonde would surely haunt him with that. It was like black mail. None the less, the sound of a zipper being unzipped and a button being undone leads to the older male's hand dipping suddenly into William's pants.

"Mm! Al-Albert!"

"Mmm... For a fifteen year old, you have a nice one." Wesker observes before going on. "I want you to masturbate for me."

William blinks as he looks on at the other in disbelief. "...Why?" There was a catch, wasn't there? "...I know you have something behind it as well."

"Very good. You are perceptive. I want you to suck me while you stroke. And in return, I'll show you the absolute trust."

William didn't say another word after that. Why would he? This was instructed to him by Wesker. The older classmate was looking at the other. Wesker was studying William. It was that theory. The weak shall perish and the strong shall strive. William felt like he was in the middle of it. Prey to a blood thirsty lion. The dirty blonde sliding down as he begins to stroke his shaft. This was oddly arousing it seems. William stifles a small moan as he runs the hand along his shaft. He probably had to undo the other's pants for Wesker as well. It was just a guess. A finger moving down to William's lips.

"No no... No moaning just yet." Wesker then tells him to do it. "And now, unzip my pants."

William knew it. He just had that gut feeling. "...F-fine."

The younger student soon begins to reach over with the one hand that was free. Sapphire eyes focused on the task at hand. Fingers slowly unzipping and unbuttoning the button. Soon enough he could slide the hand into the other's pants. Wesker was watching the other intently as William did as instructed. The younger one had guts. He had a lot going for him in the future. The one hand dipping into the pants and retrieving the other's cock. Wesker was so handsome. Everything was perfect with him. William slowly begins to move the coiled hand up along the cock of Wesker's. His grip tightening just a bit. Wesker hisses softly to the hand wrapped around his shaft. The older student liking this.

"Now...you can moan." He hisses softly.

Birkin blinks as the hand continues to stroke his own cock. The dirty blonde leaning in as the hand rests at the base of the other's shaft. So now he had permission to moan? What was this? Master to the slave ordeal? He didn't remember anything like that. That pink appendage of his flicking across the slit of the cock in front of him. William could be the devil as well. It was high time that he wanted to get back at the other. The boy would tease...if he could. Wesker didn't say anything about teasing. Wesker was having eyes closed at the minute as well. The blonde enjoying the other down there.

"Aahn... Come on, William... Suck me."

The younger of the two continues to lean in as he continues to stroke his growing erection. At the same time, he was having to suck off Wesker. This was a bit awkward for the boy. William didn't think on his third day of being at the facilities that he would have such luck. His lips now brushing at the head of the cock. Hot breathes beginning to slip from those lips. It made Wesker groan in delight. Hands being placed on either shoulder as he presses William on. William whimpers softly as his own masturbation was getting the best of him. Wesker peeks an ice blue optic open to see what the whimpering was about. The dirty blonde continues to stroke at a faster pace along his erect penis.

"William?" Calls the older of the two. "Are you having too much fun?"

There was no answer from the younger student as he did what the other instructed. His head bobbed along the cock as the tongue rubs along the underside and around the throbbing flesh. A moan being given as William felt himself start to drop to his orgasm. Wesker blinks as he notices the other's form shivering from the sudden bolt of pleasure.

"No. I don't want you to release yet."

"B-bu... Oooh..." Comes a small moan from the younger student.

"No. Let go of your erection."

William looks up towards Wesker with those pleading eyes. "I have to! Wesker...this horrible..!" He whines slightly. William hates to whine above all. Only because it made him look bad.

"Let. Go. Now, William."

The dirty blonde lets go of his own erection. A small whimper as he stopped sucking. Wesker eyes the younger one as he shakes his head. "William... You're not done with me."

The younger of the two looking up towards Wesker with a look. William couldn't do it. His form shivered from such actions. His cock getting neglected now as he needed to do something with it. Wesker was ordering him to continue. William did NOT want to beg and plead for a stop. Wesker may do something that William might not like.

"No! Wesker...stop! This torture to me." William demands the other. Firmly.

"..." Wesker wasn't expecting the other to be so forward now. The older student thought that all of this had wore down on the stiff shield.

"Please! I hate to fucking whine! But...I got to finish this!"