Takeo - Chapter Twelve. The torture continues!
WuFei - ^_^;;; Takeo does not own GW or us. Warnings; lots of angst, lime and even more death.

Chapter Twelve : Last Breath

WuFei sat in his room, more of a prison in the Chinese boy's mind. It had been exactly a year and two days since the joint death of the angels and daemons. Spatium, being the Last Ancient had complete control over Etheria and no one dared to challenge his power. Spatium strode purposeful up the tower to where WuFei's room was. He had spent a whole year waiting for WuFei's silence and indifference to him to disappear.

And it hadn't. It had been a year of numerous cold showers, claiming other boys and getting drunk late at night and the Ancient was fed up. He would use WuFei's love for Duo against him in order to win that exquisite body to his bedside. Spells no longer worked on the Chinese boy since he was clever with herbs and had antidotes for anything that Yuy could cook up. Spatium reached the tower and knocked on the door, letting himself in.

He sighed in appreciative wonder as WuFei, fresh from the shower, came into his room clad with a towel around his slender waist, black locks now up to his thighs.

"Get lost. It's enough that I'm a prisoner in your sad world. I don't need to see you to reaffirm my confinement." WuFei spat out angrily as he noticed the ancient's presence and smile.

"You're still mad? Really, death is no big deal." Spatium said as he sat on WuFei's bed. WuFei forced back tears. Of course it's no big deal, you're an immortal bastard…

"Look Yuy, I'm tired of your games." WuFei said as he picked up his clothes and headed back to his bathroom. He emerged a moment later, all dressed in a black silk shirt and white pants. He had pulled his long hair into a ponytail, a few strands wisping gently around his face.

"If you don't marry me, I will completely annihilate the Providence of Winglies and slowly torture those two girls, Hilde and Iria." Spatium said as cobalt eyes turned hard. WuFei froze.

"You wouldn't dare." WuFei spoke as he faced the smirking ancient.

"You know what I'm capable of." Spatium said nonchalantly. WuFei bit his lip. Duo's home was the only thing that let WuFei keep hope in his life. That the people there thought constantly of their dead lord and still worshipped his sweet memory. He would do it. I can't let him…

"Spare them. I will do as you ask." WuFei said with a defeated sigh, revenge burning in his heart. Spatium smiled.

"Tonight, we'll be married, then, you'll be mine forever." Spatium said as a laugh escaped him. He pressed an insistent kiss to WuFei's lips and sauntered off, triumph in his steps. WuFei wiped his mouth in disgust. Your justice awaits you Heero, just you wait…

WuFei shuddered as Spatium came into his room later in the night before the wedding.

"I've decided that we should start the honeymoon a little early." Spatium said as he wrapped his arms around WuFei. WuFei frowned as he turned away from Heero's intense gaze.

"Bastard." He muttered, velvet eyes angered.

"Don't forget your promise Fei-chan. Your compliance to my every desire or Winglies is gone." Spatium said as he bit down into WuFei's slender neck. WuFei flinched.

"Forgive me Hee-chan." WuFei said as he controlled the wave of nausea in his stomach. Spatium grinned.

"My beautiful angel. Gods, you're beautiful." Spatium whispered passionately as he nuzzled WuFei, rubbing hard against the Chinese boy. WuFei wrapped his arms around Heero, smiling slightly. Heero caught it.

"Kiss me." WuFei whispered softly, velvet eyes hidden by long lashes. Heero shone with delight at the velvet sound of WuFei's voice in his ear. He eagerly closed the range between their lips. Just as their lips touched, Heero gave a cry of pain. He pulled away from WuFei and noticed the rather large dagger in his hand, stained with blood and a violet liquid.

"What in hell?" Heero asked as pain shot through his body, strength fleeing from his knees.

"Just as you made my lover mortal and killed him, so have I. It is dishonorable on my part, but for a low down man like you, you deserve it." WuFei said, velvet eyes hard. He ripped off the wedding garments and put his own clothes back on.

"Damn it, I can't die." Spatium whispered as he lay wheezing on the floor in pain, cramps tearing at his muscles.

"Don't challenge someone if you don't stand a chance. Isn't that what you said to Duo? Well, you never had a chance with me. I can and will never be yours, get that through your head." WuFei said as he dropped the dagger and left Heero dying in a torturous way.

By daybreak, the ancient was dead, many hearing his screams of agony as he died. WuFei lay on his deathbed a week later, dying from exhaustion, a wounded heart and a tired soul. Hilde and Iria were at his side since he had made it back to Winglies.

"It's Duo and I's anniversary today ne?" WuFei asked softly as his breath came in labored gasps.

"Yes." Iria replied.

"I'm going to be with him. I hope you all lead happy lives now that Yuy is gone." WuFei whispered as he shut his eyes.

"We will." Hilde answered. A peaceful smile settled on WuFei's face as the setting sun cast its light in through the window.

"I'm coming my love, please, be there." WuFei whispered as peaceful tears slid from his eyelids, a smile on his face as his life faded away and he was gone.

End of chapter twelve

Takeo - Epilogue is up next. I actually killed a good number of people.
WuFei - What the hell are you on?
Takeo - Don't know. I do have a sore throat. Would you guys send me happy vibes so that I can make a good epilogue?
Duo- How could you possibly salvage several broken hearts?!
Takeo - Lots and lots of glue.