Title: Moonlight Wonders
Author: Gothic Phoenix
#thoughts# @Dreams@
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@"Tell me where you come from," a guttural voice growled
in the young boy's ear but the boy's mouth did not move a bit.
"This will be a lot easier for you if just tell us what we need
to
know," the platinum blonde haired commander sighed and
stared un-amused at the french youth before him.
"Never," he growled back, the first thing he ever said since
being brought in front of the Arabian commander.
"Commander Marquise, you're presence is needed," a young
soldier said, saluting as he walked in.
"Well if you are so difficult, we will find another soldier more
willing to hand over information among the prisoners. You'll
just have to go into slavery," Commander Zechs Marquise got
up and walked to the door. "I wish you luck young man," Zechs
said before walking out. Two soldiers roughly pulled Trowa up
and dragged him off to the slave master in Cairo. The slave
master then traveled to Mecca with his many slaves in tow.
A few were sold to be gladiators, the rest offered to the prince
and after that, to the nobles.
"Prince Quatre Winner," a servant called, the slave master
checked his line of highly groomed slaves and waited for the
young prince to enter with his advisor.
"Well?" Quatre looked around at the slaves then looked to
the wizened old guy behind him.
"They are from Egypt your majesty, I wouldn't trust any of
them with even a crumb," the old man replied. Quatre caught
sight of a tall french at the end of the line and almost caught
himself drooling.
"Egypt yes but not Europe, this one is perfect," Quatre
walked towards Trowa but was stopped by the slave master.
"He was a soldier your majesty, I don't suggest him," the
slave master said, Quatre glared up at him.
"I'll take all of them then," Quatre returned icily then turned
and left. The slave master shook his head but accepted
payment and went back to Cairo.@
Suddenly Trowa sat up and looked around, finding nothing
that was different to his small room complete with bed, desk
and labtop. Trowa pulled his bangs out of his other eye and
looked around again. Feeling the effects of his dream fade
away, it felt so real, to feel the beatings by the soldiers of
Zechs, the battle he had been captured in, even the fear of
being picked to die in the gladiator arena. The door opened
and Quatre peeked his head in.
"Good morning Trowa, have a nice sleep?" Quatre bounced
in and smiled warmly over to Trowa as he sat down on a chair.
Trowa shrugged and got up then started dressing, he glanced
over at Quatre who was blushing slightly while trying to
avert his eyes.
"Breakfast?" Trowa said, opening the door for Quatre,
he smiled up at Trowa and bounced out. Trowa shook his
head and followed his fellow pilot then looked back at the
last second and spotted a bag of leather on his bed. He
frowned but went on into the kitchen anyway.
When Trowa got back he slowly picked up the leather
bag and opened it, gold coins mixed with silver. He pulled
one out and went to the light, studying the coin, a profile of
a young man with Mecca under it and on the other side a
hawk with two sycles under it. Trowa's eyebrows came
together as he studied the face on the otherside.
"Trowa," Trowa jumped and looked up at Quatre. Trowa
looked down but some how the bag and coins weren't there.
"We have another mission pretty soon, me, you and Wufei,"
Quatre explained, hesitating before finally leaving, Trowa
sighed and walked to the shower and then to bed.
@"Trowa?" Prince Quatre asked, walking into the slaves
quarter. Trowa looked up when he heard his name, all the
other slaves and servants got down on their knees and put
their faces to the dirt floor, Trowa stood up.
"I've requested for you to be my personal servant, I know
you have your loyalties to your own country but Mecca isn't
at war with Europe, you are at war with Jerusalem," Quatre
explained, Trowa almost smiled, this guy was interesting,
intriguing.
"Well, would you come with me please?" Quatre turned and
walked off, Trowa followed. The next few days were
uneventful and went by in a flash, then came the long trip
south for contacts or something, Trowa never really listened
to the court babble. Soon they were south, a little too south
for Captain Rashid but Quatre wouldn't listen to him. Soon
they were near the Chinese border. It was a complete
disaster, Rashid's forces were ambushed and the prince
and Trowa were taken as prisoners. Trowa developed a
protective bond with his "owner" back at Mecca and he
tried to protect the prince but in the end they were both
equal, slaves in the Chinese palace.
"Trowa, I don't know what I'd do with out you," Quatre
whispered, staring at the small rocking dark cage they
were shoved into.
"Me neither Quatre," Trowa returned, gathering the smaller
one into his arms, Quatre slowly went to sleep deep in
Trowa's embrace.@
"Come on Trowa, let's go!" Quatre pounded on Trowa's
door, Trowa sighed and got up then let Quatre in.
"We leave in two hours, why aren't you up yet?" Quatre
asked, worried. Trowa almost confessed his dream but
turned and started packing silently. Quatre sat down and
just stared at Trowa as he moved around mechanically.
Quatre looked over and picked up a small trinket off of
Trowa's desk.
"Where'd you get this? I remember these when I was a child,"
Quatre smiled as he traced the border of a small Arabian doll.
Trowa looked up and frowned.
"It isn't mine," Trowa returned and went back to packing.
Quatre looked up.
"Then how'd it get here?" Quatre asked, Trowa shrugged
and opened the door, duffel bag in hand, Quatre got up and
the two went to the front door where Wufei was waiting for
them. The three then headed off to their mission.
@Wufei slowly walked forward, trying not to let his eyes
stray to the two cloaked figures in front of his father, the
Emperor of all China.
"These will be your new slaves but they must be trained
first. Get a good look at them before they go," his father
gestured to the two. Wufei looked over, curiosity finally
being able to fill his eyes. Wufei slowly walked back so
he could see them properly as the cloaks were ripped
off of them. The smaller blonde blinked and looked around
at the huge room and then settled his eyes on Wufei. The
taller, brunette one just stared straight ahead after making
sure the blonde was next to him.
"I demand to know why you are keeping us," the
blonde one commanded, Wufei looked up at the Emperor.
"You are now slaves of the palace. Your father will never
know where you are and in case of emergency we will use
you to either get protection of the Arabian forces or
protection from the Arabian forces," the Emperor explained.
Quatre nodded silently, not showing an ounce of anger.
"Wufei?" the Emperor asked, Wufei turned to the Emperor
and nodded. The two then were taken out of the large room
and off into the slaves quarters for training.@
Wufei blinked open his eyes then sat up, wondering where
such a weird vivid dream could come from. He slowly
stood up and went over to the window of the hotel they
were staying in. He then looked out on the city lights of
New York for a while. The sun soon rose and Wufei got
dressed and met Trowa and Quatre for a plan to infiltrate
the base.
"Okay so Trowa will take care of the computers, Wufei will
do the destroying and I'll do the weapons and mobile suits,"
Quatre explained, going over the map of the base they were
to infiltrate and destroy. Trowa leaned back, listening to
Quatre and not really saying anything. Wufei tilted his head,
his mind wandering back to his dream. Quatre looked rather
charming as a regal prince complete in Arabian finery and his
hair wild from the trip to the Chinese palace. Quatre asked a
question and Wufei pulled him self from his thoughts.
"Hmm?" Wufei asked, Quatre smiled.
"I said are we clear?" Quatre repeated.
"Crystal," Wufei returned and got up.
"We'll let Trowa have a thirty minute head start then you start
with the guards and work your way in," Quatre explained,
getting up. Trowa nodded and followed the two others out
into the bright daylight. The mission went rather well once
nighttime fell and Wufei found it rather easy slicing through
the guards. Trowa had already gotten all the information out
of the computers before they froze and Quatre was just
finishing up the plastic explosives. Suddenly a boom rocked
the earth as the weapons and mobile suit bunker blew. Wufei
didn't even pause, cutting down mobile suit, after stunned
mobile suit. Trowa and Quatre met up ten miles away from
where Wufei was finishing up the last of the mobile suits and
base then turned and headed back. The three gundams then
flew back to their hiding place.
@"Leave him alone," Trowa growled pushing away
the large Japanese prisoner from Quatre.
"Who's going to make me?" the man growled and poked
Trowa in the chest. He was suddenly on the ground, rolling
in pain, a young Japanese boy calmly looking down on him.
"Me," he growled then turned and started back to his work.
Quatre walked forward.
"Quatre Winner, nice to meet you," Quatre held out his hand,
the boy stared at the hand then looked up at Quatre.
"Heero Yuy," he returned and then turned back to his work.
"Well thanks Mr. Yuy, this is Trowa Barton from France,"
Quatre introduced.
"Hn," Heero returned, Quatre shook his head and the overseer
came by and Quatre went back to his work cleaning clothes.
Soon their training was over and Quatre and Trowa were
escorted to Wufei's rooms. Heero appeared and stared at
them.
"You two are the new personal servants?" Heero asked,
disbelief clearly on his face.
"That's enough Heero," Wufei spoke up quietly behind the
young slave, Heero turned and instantly bowed.
"If we four are to be living together, there will be no secrets
between us. My father may think other wise and while we are
around others, strictly professional, alright?" Wufei looked to
the two, Quatre and Trowa nodded.
"You don't have to bow to me unless others are around, even
the other servants for servants talk. You don't have to do any
of those things, I hate the formalities, and I know you hate
them also. You may have other loyalties but you will have to
be loyal to me for a time," Wufei sat down a couple books he
was carrying.
"Any questions?" Wufei asked.
"Well, are we to do manual labor?" Quatre asked.
"Just simple tasks like laundry, food, things for show,
other than that," Wufei shrugged. "If you have the urge to
dress someone like they taught you, dress each other for
all I care," Wufei pulled his hair tie out and shook out his
shimmering hair then smiled slightly.
"Any thing else?" Wufei asked, Quatre shook his head.
Wufei then went off to his rooms, Heero then escorted the
two to the room they were sharing right next to Wufei's.@
Quatre opened his eyes as the sunlight filtered into his room.
He sat up and yawned. #These dreams are just getting weirder
and weirder# Quatre thought as he scratched his messed up
hair and looked around for his clothes. He then slowly got out
of bed and walked to the bathroom, his sheets trailing behind
him. Twenty-nine sisters can do that to a guy.
"Good morning Trowa," Quatre said as he met the two
other pilots for breakfast in the hotel restaurant. "Hello Wufei."
"Good morning," Wufei returned and led the way into the
restaurant, Trowa looked back and saw a bamboo stick
leaning against a leather couch.
"How did you sleep?" Quatre asked.
"Fine," Trowa returned, looking up as the waitress came up.
After breakfast they went upstairs to pack and then leave.
Wufei fell asleep on the ride back to the safe house. Duo and
Heero were already done with their two-week mission.
@"Good morning Trowa," Quatre said, sitting up in bed as
the light hit the window, Trowa opened his eyes and looked
over at Quatre. Wufei was already gone, his bed made and
everything. Then the two got dressed and went out into the
front room, Quatre stopped, frozen by the sight before him,
Trowa blinked. Heero felt eyes on them and broke the kiss
with Wufei and looked over at the two shocked ones. He
blushed slightly and stepped back from the Chinese one.
Wufei tried to suppress a smile but failed miserably.
"Good morning Quatre, Trowa," Wufei said, glancing at
Heero who was looking at the floor.
"Um, yea," was all Quatre said then looked up at Trowa
then back at Heero then settled on the floor, a blush creeping
up his neck. He never in a million years thought he'd be in this
situation, maybe something like it involving him and Trowa
but well this was something different. Wufei rolled his eyes
and went to his desk to retrieve his books and things then
to the door.
"Just get everything clean and Meiran and I will be back
in the afternoon," Wufei said and disappeared out the door.
Heero then walked off to get some rags and water leaving
Trowa and Quatre staring at each other.
"Well that was interesting, I wonder who Meiran is," Quatre
said looking around the room.
"His arranged future wife," Heero said as he returned with a
couple buckets of water and rags.
"But, we just saw," Quatre trailed off.
"I said arranged," Heero growled, dipping a rag in the water
and going to work, Trowa followed his example and soon
Quatre was cleaning off the table in front to the window. By
afternoon the place was spotless as the door opened and
Wufei came in followed by a stiff Chinese woman who was
shorter than Wufei, paler and was scowling slightly.
"These are your new slaves?" Meiran asked, sitting down at
the table.
"Yes," Wufei returned, sitting down across from her. "You're
dismissed," Wufei said, not glancing at them at all.
"I don't see-"@
"Wake up Wufei," Quatre called, Wufei sat up and rubbed
his eyes, Quatre smiled back at him then turned around. They
pulled up to the safe house and Duo ran out to greet them.
Quatre and Duo hugged then Duo looked up at Trowa.
"How'd the mission go?" Duo asked.
"Fine," Trowa returned then brushed past Duo to go in side.
Wufei smiled at him slightly then went in side, Duo closely behind.
"Hello Heero," Quatre said, dropping his stuff by the door and
going to the kitchen. Heero looked up from his labtop.
"Good, now someone else can handle that baka," Heero said
and went back to typing. Wufei frowned slightly and went up
to his room.
"Hey, that's not nice Heero," Quatre called, digging
into the snack cabinet.
"Hn," was all Heero said, typing away. Duo was
already up stairs after Wufei.
"Hey Wu-man, what's up?" Duo asked, sitting down
on Wufei's bed.
"Hello Maxwell," Wufei returned, unpacking his stuff.
Duo then launched himself into an animated account of
his and Heero's mission, Wufei only half-listening. Quatre was
already asleep downstairs and Trowa started on dinner. After
dinner the five pilots retired, sleep claiming Quatre nicely after
the little shock of Wufei and Heero from his afternoon nap.
@"Quatre," Trowa called, walking up behind Quatre as he
looked down on a book in Wufei's private library. Quatre
smiled back at Trowa then went back to staring at the book.
"What are you looking at?" Trowa asked.
"Well, obviously this is the Chinese writing but it looks
really hard. I've never seen writing like this," Quatre breathed.
"Probably never see it anywhere else either," Heero walked in.
"Do you know it?" Quatre asked.
"I've been here long enough to know most of it. Wufei knows
more than some scribes, he taught me some," Heero shrugged
then turned even more serious than usual.
"You can't tell anybody what you saw. I knew we'd get caught,
Wufei is sometimes an exhibitionist," Heero blushed slightly again.
"We won't tell a living soul, Wufei said, there are no secrets
between us," Quatre smiled. Heero nodded, satisfied then
went to the book Quatre had before him.
"This is Wufei's favorite book," Heero explained then pointed
to the characters as he read the title.
"Dragon Love, it's a story of a young dragon and a boy who f
all in love with each other but they can never really be together
even though the dragon can change into human form, it can't
stay human forever. In the end they decide to leave
everything behind and run away," Heero explained. Quatre
nodded and smiled slightly. Heero then turned and walked
out when the bell chimed. Quatre slowly leaned on Trowa
and he caught himself wrapping his arms around Quatre and
burying his nose into silk blonde hair. Quatre made a
contented noise and slowly melted into Trowa's embrace.
The two just stood there for a while until Heero came
looking for them. The two broke apart and followed Heero
to where Wufei was.
"I've heard that Heero already made you promise not to
tell anyone," Wufei said, leaning back in his chair and tucked
some stray strands of hair behind his ear.
"Yea well, you can count on us, we respect you," Quatre
explained, Wufei smiled and yawned then stretched.
"Well it's time for bed, good night you two," Wufei said. Quatre
and Trowa went off to their room, Heero stayed behind.
"Hey Trowa, I-I well," Quatre blushed and looked down,
Trowa smiled and lifted Quatre's chin and kissed him lightly
on the lips and then went to bed. Quatre grinned but didn't
say anything as he went to his own bed.@
Quatre smiled as he woke up and jumped out of bed. He
then bounded off to breakfast, his turn to cook. Quatre then
sat down as everyone started to eat. Quatre caught himself
staring at Heero and looked down on his plate, he still couldn't
get the image of the two kissing like that, the two barely even
talked to each other, granted they never really talked to anybody
but still it was just weird. Quatre couldn't even look at Trowa with
out blushing. Duo was chattering as usual but the rest rarely said
anything, too distracted really. Quatre could tell Wufei and Heero
were avoiding each other entirely, they didn't look at each other
or even got near each other which Quatre thought odd, he
wondered absently if they were having the same dreams as
him and then that would mean Trowa would be having them to.
Quatre blushed again and picked up his glass, trying to hide
the blush. Duo frowned slightly as he got less than usual
response, something was off, maybe not wrong but definitely
off with the rest. He couldn't place it though, nothing went
wrong in their missions. Heero and Wufei haven't even had
a moment alone together so he didn't know why the two
were avoiding each other. Quatre kept blushing to himself
and Trowa was Trowa, he was silent as usual but he kept
glancing at Quatre out of the corner of his eye every once
in a while. Duo wanted to just blow a blueberry right there
but he getting to the good part of his story.
@"Good morning Heero," Wufei said in Heero's ear.
Heero rolled over and snuggled deeper into Wufei's arms.
"We have to get up, it wouldn't be good if I was late,"
Wufei said, slowly drawing away from Heero and finally
getting up. Heero suddenly pulled Wufei back.
"Let me?" Heero asked, nibbling and Wufei's ear as he
slowly pulled his hand down across Wufei's side, going
lower, Wufei suddenly pulled away.
"I'll be late Heero, I'm sorry, really I am and I don't
need you giving me something that wont go away so fast
or easily," Wufei said as he leaned down and kissed Heero
then went off to dress, Heero sighed and snuggled deeper
into the covers.
"Meiran requested me for my presence after court so I won't
be right back. I know, I'm sorry again but she says it won't
take that long," Wufei said, going back to Heero and giving
him another kiss before leaving, this one longer and more
passionate. Heero sighed and turned around then went to
the window. Quatre and Trowa came out and sat down
as someone at the door knocked. Quatre answered it
and breakfast arrived. The three ate and then Heero
started in on teaching the two Chinese written language.
It took all day before Wufei returned.@
Heero woke up and groaned, trying to shake the image of
Wufei getting dressed out of his head. He rolled out of bed
and into the bathroom, hoping desperately he wouldn't see
Wufei and Duo wasn't in the shower because he needed
a cold shower bad.
"Damn! This is the second time Heero threw me out of
the bathroom," Duo grumbled, sitting down in his black pjs.
Quatre smiled and sat a glass of orange juice in front of Duo.
"It's alright," Quatre said, sitting down with a cup of tea
nestled in his hands, Duo smiled, it belong there, not the
controls of a gundam or a gun but this was Quatre. Duo
remembered when he ran into Quatre as he was infiltrating a
base, the gun looked as comfortable as the tea. Trowa walked
in and started breakfast. Wufei then plopped down next to
Duo and buried his head in his arms.
"Didn't sleep well?" Duo said, eyeing the lose hair flowing
out of Wufei's arms.
"On the contrary," Wufei grumbled, trying to bury his head
even more into his arms. Duo shrugged and started eating
the food Trowa sat down for him. Quatre thanked him
and dug in. Wufei ate then stood up and went off to his room
Heero came in a few moments later, rubbing his hair dry,
he sat down where Wufei was sitting and accepted breakfast
from Trowa. The day was rather uneventful, Duo dragged
Quatre off to the mall. Trowa went to cleaning the house,
Heero tinkered with his gundam and Wufei went out into
the woods and started some katas. Soon it was almost
night and everyone went in. Duo then bounced into his
room, waiting for the cry of anguish from Wufei's room
as he opened his drawer to find a dozen live frogs jumping
out at him. Duo smiled as Wufei screamed Maxwell and
went to bed. #Life was good sometimes.# Duo thought
as he drifted off to sleep.
@Duo bit the soldier holding him and ran. Three guards
blocked his way, one grabbed his bruised wrist and Duo
winced, the soldier then dragged Duo back to wait for
Meiran's call.
"What do you mean Meiran?" Wufei growled, staring
at his future wife.
"You seem to be needing another slave my darling," Meiran
said darling as if it was a dirty word.
"Not a-a-" Wufei searched for a word.
"A concubine?" Meiran offered, Wufei glared at her. "Besides,
he's rather loyal, took me a while to get him under control but
I know you'll like him," Meiran snapped her fingers and the
door opened.
"His name is Duo Maxwell, I found him among the gypsies,
a beauty isn't he?" Meiran smiled mischievously as a small
guy Wufei's age was escorted in. His eyes wouldn't look
up past Wufei's shoes and bruises circled his wrists but
didn't climb anywhere else visible on the cream colored
skin. Wufei frowned then looked to Meiran who was
waiting for his burst of outrage, his demand to take this
broken toy away. Duo was actually beautiful, key word
was. Meiran loved beating the pride and honor out of the
young gypsy, relishing in making him do anything she wanted.
She finally got him to never look her in the face, the last thing
she made him do since she loved the amethyst eyes the most.
"I'll take him then," Wufei ground out, seeing the look Meiran
had. Shock stayed on her face for a split second but Wufei
still caught it. Meiran gestured for him to take him and Wufei
left with the young gypsy trailing after. He opened the door
and walked in, seeing Heero look up from teaching Quatre
and Trowa to read Chinese. Duo shut the door quietly
behind him and stood with his head bowed, waiting for a
command. The three got up and walked over.
"He was Meiran's, a-a oh hell, a concubine," Wufei
finished angrily, Duo flinched at the angry tone, Quatre's
eyes softened and he started towards Duo but Trowa
stopped him and shook his head. Wufei then turned to
Heero and sighed.
"You three better go, I'll send for you in a little while,"
Wufei said, the three filed out into the palace. Wufei
sighed and turned to Duo, he glanced up at Wufei for a
second then back down at the ground. Wufei suddenly
fell in love, those eyes, he always had a thing for rare eyes.
Heero for example and this was truly rare, purple eyes are
terribly hard to find, as hard as trying to find a Japanese
with blue eyes.
"My name is Wufei, I'm not going to hurt you," Wufei said
slowly, Duo didn't move a muscle, just waiting for almost
anything.
"I want to talk to you," Wufei said, sitting down, Duo wasn't
expecting that. His eyes darted up to Wufei again. Wufei
frowned as they went back down to the ground.
"You can look at me if you want," Wufei said, Duo
shook his head.
"Why not?" Wufei asked.
"She told me not to," Duo returned, Wufei scowled.
"You don't have to do anything she tells you to ever again,"
Wufei said, Duo slowly raised his eyes. Taking in the rich
clothing, the bronze muscles, the chewable lower lip, heart
shaped upper lip, chiseled nose, chocolate almost black
eyes. Duo would've started drooling a couple years ago
but now he just stared into the kind eyes, still frightened.
"I won't do anything to hurt you, I promise, I give you
my word of honor," Wufei said. "Can I have a
conversation with you?" Wufei asked. "I'd like to get to
know you a bit," Wufei gestured to a seat. Duo slowly
walked over and sat down.
"Now tell me about your life before Meiran," Wufei leaned
forward.
"I-I was a gypsy in Europe," Duo started slowly then
gained some speed as he didn't feel any hostility and
boy did he love to talk.@
Duo woke up shivering, a concubine, what a horrible
dream. He rubbed his wrists absently as he got out of
bed. He then went to the shower, in a bad mood. Wufei
gave him a funny look as he caught sight of Duo rubbing
his wrists like they hurt. Duo didn't even glance at him
as he disappeared into the bathroom. Wufei went down
to have breakfast. Quatre was in a somber mood, Trowa
was looking at him with concern. Heero looked up then
away has he entered. Wufei sighed and sat down, this is
going to be a long day. Heero then got up and started
breakfast, they were all up before him which was rather
weird since Wufei was usually the first one up just not
the first one to the kitchen. Duo came in thirty minutes
later, braiding his wet hair. He then flopped down and
absently started rubbing his wrists again. Quatre's eyes
softened immediately at seeing this, Trowa then turned
concerned eyes on Duo even Heero turned and gave
him a puzzled look.
"Okay, well I think it's a little obvious that we all might be
having the same dream," Wufei spoke up, Duo jumped and
looked over at Wufei, wide eyed. Quatre looked over with a
shocked statement, even Heero looked over.
"Same dream?" Duo spoke up.
"Well yea, the one where we're all in china, Heero is-" Wufei
blushed, so did Heero.
"Trowa's a french soldier and is sent to Mecca where I'm
the prince then we're captured and given to Wufei," Quatre
took off from Wufei.
"Zechs Marquise captured me actually and I was taken to a
slave master because I wouldn't give them information,"
Trowa put in.
"I was given over to a slave master then sent to the
Chinese palace because of my eyes," Heero said.
Everyone looked to Duo.
"I was a gypsy in Europe, captured and taken to Meiran
who-" Duo broke off and looked down.
"It all feels so real though," Quatre spoke up.
"I keep getting things like a bag of coins with Mecca money,
an Arabian doll, a bamboo stick," Trowa trailed off.
"Yea and my wrists still hurt from when she'd tie me to
the bed," Duo grumbled, rubbing his wrists some more.
"I felt a few things rather vividly," Heero blushed slightly
and sat down the plates of breakfast.
"Meiran was my future wife back on my colony before
she died," Wufei offered, thinking, Quatre smiled softly.
"At least we're seeing things in a new light, I mean was
your wife really that mean?" Quatre asked.
"She was mean but not downright cruel," Wufei replied.
"I probably never would have known Wufei and Heero
were gay," Duo said, Wufei scowled at Duo and Heero's
fork froze in mid air.
"Don't worry! It's not a bad thing!" Duo said, laughing.
"In fact in this dream I had a lover in the gypsy caravan
named Solo," Duo suddenly stopped laughing. "Solo,"
Duo repeated, becoming serious.
"And we see a new side of Maxwell," Wufei said lightly,
going back to eating.
"I remember him from the streets on L2, he died of
the plague though," Duo explained.
"So what do you guys make of this?" Wufei asked, actually
carrying the conversation for once.
"I'm not sure, how long have you been having these dreams?"
Quatre asked Duo.
"It just started last night, all the memories when I started talking
to Wufei rushed in," Duo said, confused.
Quatre turned to Heero.
"About four to five days now," Heero shrugged,
Quatre frowned then turned to Wufei.
"About a week," Wufei replied, Quatre then turned
to Trowa.
"It seems it started with us two, maybe Trowa first then
Wufei, Heero and finally Duo. Well if you look at it, it's
Trowa who was first captured, technically Duo but anyway,
he was taken to me then we were taken to Wufei. Heero
was already captured and so was Duo but we just came
on the scene and Duo had just entered. Maybe this stemmed
from something deep inside of us like we're reincarnated or
something," Quatre shrugged.
"All of us? Even Zechs, Meiran and Solo?" Duo asked,
Quatre shrugged.
"Then what do we do?" Wufei asked.
"It hasn't become a problem yet, we can't exactly control
our dreams anyway," Heero spoke up, Quatre nodded.
"So we just go with it? What if something happens?"
Duo leans forward.
"Like what?" Wufei asked.
"Well Wufei and Heero are paired off in the dream, I'm
guessing you two are to," Duo smirked over at Trowa
and Quatre. "So, what about that?" Duo explained.
"I guess we just have to analyze our feelings toward
each other," Quatre leaned back.
"What if one of us dies in the dream?" Heero asks.
"Well then I guess they don't get the dreams anymore,"
Quatre reasoned. Everyone sat back and thought or tried to.
Heero kept on looking over at Wufei who was deep in thought.
Duo was fidgeting, still rubbing his wrists absently. Quatre was
openly staring at Trowa, already having his feelings sorted out
a while ago towards the tall Heavyarms pilot. Trowa finally
looked up and smiled, Quatre grinned back. They two got
up and started out, already pledging they were to buy
groceries. Duo sighed and went to his room, deep in
thought. Wufei looked up at Heero and blushed.
"I'm going to practice my katana, I'll be back in the
afternoon," Wufei said, getting up. Heero got up and cleared
the table, trying to figure out the confusing emotions going
through him.
@"You're mine, you hear me, mine," Meiran breathed in
Duo's ear as she slowly traced her fingers along Duo's
stretched muscles. "My future husband may get you for a
while but once we're married he'll lose interest in you and
you'll be back in my bed," Meiran leaned back and looked
over at the servant in the doorway.
"Well, have fun, I have other things to keep me busy for
tonight, good night my sweet gypsy," Meiran got up and
walked off. She then sneaked off to the stables to talk to
the commander about the upcoming expedition to the
northern border.
The servant slowly sat down next to Duo and stroked his
braid then wrapped it around his fist and tugged on it, Duo
looked over at him and the servant traced a finger on his
cheek. He then trailed a finger down Duo's chest and dug
painfully into his stomach, leaving bloody fingernail marks
on the pale skin. Duo's eyes watered and he wimpered.@
"Wake up Duo," Wufei shook Duo, he sat bolt up right,
a hand going to his stomach. He slowly pulled his shirt up
to reveal fingernail marks that was rapidly disappearing.
Wufei grabbed Duo and held onto him tightly. Duo was
shaking hard and soon tears started down his high cheekbones
and dropped onto Wufei's dark blue tank top.
"Oh god Wufei, what is going on," Duo whispered.
"Don't worry Duo, everything's fine, just tell me, did I,"
Wufei trailed off.
"No, it's like I back tracked to the night before you took me
away. A servant was left with me while Meiran went off," Duo
looked up at Wufei. "Thank you Wufei, I didn't want to feel
what was about to inevitably come," Duo shivered and held
onto Wufei tightly.
"It's alright," Wufei launched into soft soothing words that
lulled Duo back into a deep sleep that he hoped wouldn't
bring dreams. Soon Wufei was sleeping also, curled around
Duo protectively.
@"I haven't felt this relaxed in years," Duo leaned back and
stretched, he smiled goofily over at Wufei.
"I'm glad to be of service," Wufei returned. "I should call
back the rest so you can meet them," Wufei said.
"Well not yet, you saved me from certain death, I just want
to know one thing," Duo's smile vanished without a trace.
"When you get married to Meiran are you going to hand
me back over to her?" Duo asked.
"Of course not," Wufei exclaimed, Duo smiled again.
"Good, wonderful," Duo stood up and gave Wufei a hug
then sat back down. "I could get used to this."
"That's exactly what you're going to do," Wufei said,
pulling up the gypsy and taking him to his new room with
Heero, Trowa and Quatre, explaining the rules to him on
the way. Suddenly Duo had Wufei on his bed, kissing him
passionately. Wufei pulled away, gasping.
"Wait a minute, this isn't because you were trained right?"
Wufei asked, staring at Duo.
"Believe me, Meiran never taught me some of the things I
know how to do. I am a gypsy remember," Duo tackled him
again, straddling Wufei and slowly leaning down for a soft
kiss that turned passionate and deep. Wufei suddenly sat up,
Duo looked up at him.
"The others, I totally forgot!" Wufei said, Duo smiled.
"Well time for a nice introduction of those beautiful guys
I saw leaving the room earlier," Duo smiled almost evilly
and let Wufei up.
"I'm now convinced Meiran didn't even scratch the surface,"
Wufei grumbled as he went to the door.@
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Yay! Finished the first one! This has been in my head
for the longest time. Well anyways, it all has to be worth
it because the grief I get for not including lemons is disastrous.
Duo: You better believe it, I keep telling her she needs to
start working on them but noooo.
Wufei: Leave the girl alone, she's getting to the us part soon,
you don't want to mess it do you?
Phoenix: Don’t ask me why I put Wufei with Heero, I realized
a little belatedly that they're actually pretty cute together.
Heero: I don't even want to know what you three are
talking about.
Wufei: You're right, you don't.
Duo: So does that mean you think Wufei and I aren't that
cute anymore? *Pout*
Phoenix: Personally I think you're great for each other but
it just came out like this and it got Trowa and Quatre thinking.
Trowa:….
Quatre: Translation, don't drag us into this.
Phoenix: Who invited you in the first place?
Zechs: So I'm not supposed to be here either?
Phoenix: Where'd you come from?
Duo: oooh, Sexy Zechsy's here.
Phoenix: Hey! I didn't make that up, you can't use that!
Duo: Then what am I suppose to call him, Commander Zechs?
Phoenix: *rolls her eyes* I'm sorry for bashing Meiran,
I know she isn't that mean and we all love Meiran but I
couldn't help it, I had to have a villain.
Wufei: Not my wife you baka!
Phoenix: Then who?
Quatre: Uuhh, guys? I think the ramblings at the end are
getting as long as the fic.
Phoenix: You're right, time for the next chapter *Groan*
~~onto Chapter
2!~~
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