Title: Devil's Amethyst
Author: nette_sethdrix
Pairings: 2x1, and many others
Disclaimer: No I don't own them *sighs*. Come to think of it, I don't have
a car, the house I'm living in ain't even mine, I'm a parasite that only
depends for her parents for money. I-own-nothing!!! There, happy!?!
A/N: I would be starting the first few or maybe just two chapters in Duo's and Heero's POV. This story has been brewing in my mind since last year and it is just now that I got the courage to post it. I hope you reader's would appreciate or better yet like my writing, hmm... So on with the fic!
CHAPTER ONE
Heero's POV
I hated gatherings. Or any other form of socialization to be exact. I never grew accustomed to it considering I had spent most of my childhood years attending as many parties as possible to establish my existence in the elite society.
Dr. Jei, my guardian and mentor bought me from my parents when I was merely three years of age. Since then, I was raised and taught as Jei saw fit. And here I am now: Heero Yuy, the youngest rising model ever to grace the runway. One of the chosen few who models not only the men but also the women's apparel.
Hn.
Actually, I'm not the only one. I have two more siblings, by adoption that is, which was raised the same way and was with me in the runway. Only, these two were females and five to seven years my senior and only models the women's clothing line.
Escaping Jei and the overbearing crowd, I hurriedly hid behind the tall bushes of the Noventa state where the party was being held when Jei wasn't looking. Away from the music and the noise but enough to observe what is happening around me. Everybody of the most renowned personalities was there, from show business down to politics even some from a well-known royal lineage was represented there. I see Lucrezia and Une mingling with the guests whose eyes were glued to the two's form.
No surprise there really, with what Jei made them wear on this particular occasion. Both were wearing a satin fabric evening dress that molds with their voluptuous bodies whenever they move. Une's gown was color red that highlights his peachy skin. While, Lu's gown is white that compliments her tanned skin perfectly. Both dresses were of halter style around their neck and flowed gracefully down to their knees and then down back to the ankles. Both gowns were backless. As for the hair, Une's long brown hair was in a tight bun on top her head exposing her nape. Some strands fell on either side of her heart shaped face to emphasize her liquid-brown eyes. Lu, on the other hand, has a diamond-studded clip on her hair to keep the short strands from falling all over her face. A shimmery pink lipstick painted on her kissable lips.
I can see and feel the other women's and fellow model's envious stares thrown at the three of us. And of course, the admiring and obvious desire of men.
I wondered how the two could still remain calm when those people around them were just about ready to eat them alive because of jealousy and lust.
The gown was designed by Jei himself. The eccentric old man with long gray hair tied to his back and wore silver eye goggles. He's also in his trademark coat attire only this time it's gold in color. He's an artist and the biggest liar if there ever was. He wants to give everything around him a dramatic effect. Which led to my current demise.
Who wouldn't be if they were chosen to take the part Jei made us act? We were supposed to be the stimulator tonight. Or to put it bluntly, the sexual stimulant of the reception party.
Hn.
Being male did not saved me from Jei. This being a wedding party of Nickolai Noventa, a son of an international ambassador and Sylvia Moore, one of the top personalities in the modeling industry, only gave Jei the opportunity to make use of his perverted sense of fashion on me. (1)
As a gift to the newly weds whom Jei said has the hots for me, he made me wear something that would ignite not only the couple's but also the guest's desires to go loving. Translated as: s.e.x.
He made me wore a simple loose black pants that hangs on my hips exposing my navel. The silk pants length reaching over down my feet. A tight black silk hanging midrib top with orange linings at the edges emphasizing my slim yet lithe frame. The two inches distance from midrib to abdomen gave the onlookers a sight at my toned abs. A broken pair of handcuffs hangs on my wrists for a bondage effect.
Jei also put some bit of make-up on my face to give it more life. Rich blue eyeliner was applied to emphasize my cobalt blue eyes. A lip gloss to keep moist my already red pouty lips. A dash of glitters on my exposed porcelain- like flesh that is the: neck, shoulders, and slim waist. Jei left my untamed wild chocolate locks on its own. And lastly, for the final touch, left me to walk barefooted. (Sethdrix: Hmm...yum!)
The idea was simple, the result electrifying. As soon as Jei and we, his wards as he addresses us, stepped out of the car, everyone's gaze fell unto us like we were delectable dishes in front of them. And were not planning looking the other way anytime soon.
Why do Jei strives to set this kind of impact, you ask? The answer is simple. For business purposes of course. The modeling career and agency was just a hoax to conceal the real deal beneath. What Jei was really doing was raising a new breed of whores and more. But that's top secret and only those chosen were given the chance to learn more about these illegal and definitely perverted cause. Which means I know about it's existence and why I'm here but am not sure what's written in the final contract. (Sethdrix: @_@)
Me, Lucrezia and Une is aware of the Doctor's, as he liked to be addressed, operations but there is nothing we can do about it. Jei has saved us from certain death by raising us even for selfish reasons. I have gratitude for the eccentric old man and had learned to respect him even for the tiniest bit.
Still I don't want to be just like a tool used to make ends meet. And it seems I'm not the only one. I chanced a glimpse of Une and Lu as the two knocked one of the male guest unconscious in a corner. Catching their eyes, I waved two fingers at the ladies that gave me naughty smiles in return. But I was not the only one who noticed the act because the ambassador's son soon approached the two.
Une tactfully exited herself leaving Lu behind to face Sir Milliardo Peacecraft. My curiosity soon awakens when I saw Lu's flushed face and lashed out at Sir Milliardo and wondered. What did the tall, definitely handsome man told my sister that made the most patient woman I know lose her patience and poise like that? I frowned with worry.
Dr. Jei was very literal when he said that we were brought up solely to please. I'm certain Lu would not be able to pull the same stunt she did to Sir Milliardo. He could definitely counter whatever Lu throw at him. And besides, Jei would have heard about this and then where would Lu be? Speaking of Jei, it is time to make a move before the two caught the other guest's attention and cause a raucous to Sylvia's wedding. I don't want that to happen.
Finally leaving the sanctuary the bushes, I let the crowd acknowledged my presence for the second time that evening. The effect of my presence was instantaneous, I see.
Walking through the garden reception, my bare feet gliding over the well- trimmed grass, cuffed hands swaying lightly on my sides, the vision flared the passion of everyone present.
My unruly hair giving the impression that I had just got fucked. Dressed and poised like a sex fiend, my innocent eyes, as the press had said, a contradiction to my sinfully tempting, plushy, sensual lips and coming out from the tall bushes, I looked like to be on the quest of finding my next one. A predator stalking his prey with a grace and act years under Jei's training has taught me. (Sethdrix: Hmm,hmm,hmm...double yummy!)
The irony of life. Outside, my appearance was blazing in hot want when inside I really was cold as a dead man in his grave.
Doing my best not to make an eye contact with anyone, failing bigtime when the press, at least the cameramen that were allowed inside the party came and started taking pictures of me. Hn. Finally, I reached the arguing adults and the press has the decency to disperse when they saw the hot- tempered Milliardo Peacecraft.
"Pardon me," Heero interrupted. Voice nasally and soft.
"What?!" The two snapped back. Heero wasn't the slightest perturbed by their glare and continued.
"Let's dance Lucrezia."
"I would love to Heero."
"No! We haven't finished our conversation yet, Noin," Milliardo said, his tone dangerous.
"There is nothing left to discuss, sir." Lu said and before Milliardo could add anything to that Lu and I were already on the dance floor.
Tbc...
I'm not sure who's more perverted: J or me? But I'm the one writing the story so technically I'm the hentai? Uh-oh, Is that a problem? Must be a growing habit from reading all those lemons. _)
sethdrix: I know, I know, where's Duo? He'll be here promise but I have to start a decent intro first, ne? Sorry if it's too long though. So guys, whatd'ya think? Give me your thoughts cause I'm having a craving for them. But no FLAMES. Heero-baby will only blast it back to you so be careful at what you throw, ne? =^o^= *meow*
A/N: I would be starting the first few or maybe just two chapters in Duo's and Heero's POV. This story has been brewing in my mind since last year and it is just now that I got the courage to post it. I hope you reader's would appreciate or better yet like my writing, hmm... So on with the fic!
CHAPTER ONE
Heero's POV
I hated gatherings. Or any other form of socialization to be exact. I never grew accustomed to it considering I had spent most of my childhood years attending as many parties as possible to establish my existence in the elite society.
Dr. Jei, my guardian and mentor bought me from my parents when I was merely three years of age. Since then, I was raised and taught as Jei saw fit. And here I am now: Heero Yuy, the youngest rising model ever to grace the runway. One of the chosen few who models not only the men but also the women's apparel.
Hn.
Actually, I'm not the only one. I have two more siblings, by adoption that is, which was raised the same way and was with me in the runway. Only, these two were females and five to seven years my senior and only models the women's clothing line.
Escaping Jei and the overbearing crowd, I hurriedly hid behind the tall bushes of the Noventa state where the party was being held when Jei wasn't looking. Away from the music and the noise but enough to observe what is happening around me. Everybody of the most renowned personalities was there, from show business down to politics even some from a well-known royal lineage was represented there. I see Lucrezia and Une mingling with the guests whose eyes were glued to the two's form.
No surprise there really, with what Jei made them wear on this particular occasion. Both were wearing a satin fabric evening dress that molds with their voluptuous bodies whenever they move. Une's gown was color red that highlights his peachy skin. While, Lu's gown is white that compliments her tanned skin perfectly. Both dresses were of halter style around their neck and flowed gracefully down to their knees and then down back to the ankles. Both gowns were backless. As for the hair, Une's long brown hair was in a tight bun on top her head exposing her nape. Some strands fell on either side of her heart shaped face to emphasize her liquid-brown eyes. Lu, on the other hand, has a diamond-studded clip on her hair to keep the short strands from falling all over her face. A shimmery pink lipstick painted on her kissable lips.
I can see and feel the other women's and fellow model's envious stares thrown at the three of us. And of course, the admiring and obvious desire of men.
I wondered how the two could still remain calm when those people around them were just about ready to eat them alive because of jealousy and lust.
The gown was designed by Jei himself. The eccentric old man with long gray hair tied to his back and wore silver eye goggles. He's also in his trademark coat attire only this time it's gold in color. He's an artist and the biggest liar if there ever was. He wants to give everything around him a dramatic effect. Which led to my current demise.
Who wouldn't be if they were chosen to take the part Jei made us act? We were supposed to be the stimulator tonight. Or to put it bluntly, the sexual stimulant of the reception party.
Hn.
Being male did not saved me from Jei. This being a wedding party of Nickolai Noventa, a son of an international ambassador and Sylvia Moore, one of the top personalities in the modeling industry, only gave Jei the opportunity to make use of his perverted sense of fashion on me. (1)
As a gift to the newly weds whom Jei said has the hots for me, he made me wear something that would ignite not only the couple's but also the guest's desires to go loving. Translated as: s.e.x.
He made me wore a simple loose black pants that hangs on my hips exposing my navel. The silk pants length reaching over down my feet. A tight black silk hanging midrib top with orange linings at the edges emphasizing my slim yet lithe frame. The two inches distance from midrib to abdomen gave the onlookers a sight at my toned abs. A broken pair of handcuffs hangs on my wrists for a bondage effect.
Jei also put some bit of make-up on my face to give it more life. Rich blue eyeliner was applied to emphasize my cobalt blue eyes. A lip gloss to keep moist my already red pouty lips. A dash of glitters on my exposed porcelain- like flesh that is the: neck, shoulders, and slim waist. Jei left my untamed wild chocolate locks on its own. And lastly, for the final touch, left me to walk barefooted. (Sethdrix: Hmm...yum!)
The idea was simple, the result electrifying. As soon as Jei and we, his wards as he addresses us, stepped out of the car, everyone's gaze fell unto us like we were delectable dishes in front of them. And were not planning looking the other way anytime soon.
Why do Jei strives to set this kind of impact, you ask? The answer is simple. For business purposes of course. The modeling career and agency was just a hoax to conceal the real deal beneath. What Jei was really doing was raising a new breed of whores and more. But that's top secret and only those chosen were given the chance to learn more about these illegal and definitely perverted cause. Which means I know about it's existence and why I'm here but am not sure what's written in the final contract. (Sethdrix: @_@)
Me, Lucrezia and Une is aware of the Doctor's, as he liked to be addressed, operations but there is nothing we can do about it. Jei has saved us from certain death by raising us even for selfish reasons. I have gratitude for the eccentric old man and had learned to respect him even for the tiniest bit.
Still I don't want to be just like a tool used to make ends meet. And it seems I'm not the only one. I chanced a glimpse of Une and Lu as the two knocked one of the male guest unconscious in a corner. Catching their eyes, I waved two fingers at the ladies that gave me naughty smiles in return. But I was not the only one who noticed the act because the ambassador's son soon approached the two.
Une tactfully exited herself leaving Lu behind to face Sir Milliardo Peacecraft. My curiosity soon awakens when I saw Lu's flushed face and lashed out at Sir Milliardo and wondered. What did the tall, definitely handsome man told my sister that made the most patient woman I know lose her patience and poise like that? I frowned with worry.
Dr. Jei was very literal when he said that we were brought up solely to please. I'm certain Lu would not be able to pull the same stunt she did to Sir Milliardo. He could definitely counter whatever Lu throw at him. And besides, Jei would have heard about this and then where would Lu be? Speaking of Jei, it is time to make a move before the two caught the other guest's attention and cause a raucous to Sylvia's wedding. I don't want that to happen.
Finally leaving the sanctuary the bushes, I let the crowd acknowledged my presence for the second time that evening. The effect of my presence was instantaneous, I see.
Walking through the garden reception, my bare feet gliding over the well- trimmed grass, cuffed hands swaying lightly on my sides, the vision flared the passion of everyone present.
My unruly hair giving the impression that I had just got fucked. Dressed and poised like a sex fiend, my innocent eyes, as the press had said, a contradiction to my sinfully tempting, plushy, sensual lips and coming out from the tall bushes, I looked like to be on the quest of finding my next one. A predator stalking his prey with a grace and act years under Jei's training has taught me. (Sethdrix: Hmm,hmm,hmm...double yummy!)
The irony of life. Outside, my appearance was blazing in hot want when inside I really was cold as a dead man in his grave.
Doing my best not to make an eye contact with anyone, failing bigtime when the press, at least the cameramen that were allowed inside the party came and started taking pictures of me. Hn. Finally, I reached the arguing adults and the press has the decency to disperse when they saw the hot- tempered Milliardo Peacecraft.
"Pardon me," Heero interrupted. Voice nasally and soft.
"What?!" The two snapped back. Heero wasn't the slightest perturbed by their glare and continued.
"Let's dance Lucrezia."
"I would love to Heero."
"No! We haven't finished our conversation yet, Noin," Milliardo said, his tone dangerous.
"There is nothing left to discuss, sir." Lu said and before Milliardo could add anything to that Lu and I were already on the dance floor.
Tbc...
I'm not sure who's more perverted: J or me? But I'm the one writing the story so technically I'm the hentai? Uh-oh, Is that a problem? Must be a growing habit from reading all those lemons. _)
sethdrix: I know, I know, where's Duo? He'll be here promise but I have to start a decent intro first, ne? Sorry if it's too long though. So guys, whatd'ya think? Give me your thoughts cause I'm having a craving for them. But no FLAMES. Heero-baby will only blast it back to you so be careful at what you throw, ne? =^o^= *meow*