This idea has been done several times in the past and this is just my version of it. A crossover between Gundam Wing and Yu Yu Hakusho. I own neither world, but I love tormenting the characters. So, on with the show.
Hello again. Kalanoa smiles sheepishly and waves to everyone who actualy remembers her First I want to appologise for this fic and my blatant dissappearing. I know it's been a long time and I know a lot of you probably gave up on me. I don't really want to bore you all with the details, but it has a lot to do with personal problems and serious depression. I am feeling much better now, thank you. I am continuing this story, hopefully without dissappearing any more. Look for the next couple chapters in a week or so. I know I've been flakey, but I'm truly honored that you all like this story so much and I'm particularly grateful to past readers who have returned to read again. I will try my best not to take long with the rest of this, but I'm still not done writing the last couple chappies. Most likely, I will also be reposting these first chappies (if they need editing) at least to change the author's notes. I do hope you keep reading, I will try hard to finish this for all of you.
A small additional apology to anyone who saw the updated summary and checked this before chapter 1 was up. I have now discovered that my laptop doesn't upload to for some reason and have to use a different computer. Problem solved, won't happen again
I have two special 'thank you's. First, there is an author on named Tsutsuji. He (?) is a wonderful writer with several excellent stories. His enormous talent has sparked me into a writing mood and I'm getting a lot of work done on several of my stories, even finishing many unfinished pieces. Secondly, ilovekenshin. This review came to me only a few days ago and has (thankfully) turned that creative writing flare to this story specifically. So thank you to both of you, and all my other reviewers. Heck, even the people that read without dropping a line inspire me and fill me with contentment. Thank you all.
Quatre stared at the blank ceiling above him. It was so lifeless and cold. He shivered. This entire place was lifeless and cold, why should he expect the ceiling to be any different? There was a soft groan from beside him and he knew Duo was waking up. Absently he wondered where WuFei had been taken, he wasn't in the same room.
"Q . . . Q-man? What's going on?"
Quatre held his breath, waiting for the gruff voice to sound. He didn't wait long. "Keep quiet, slave. Don't struggle, don't speak, and we won't have to rough up the merchandise."
"Mershandise? What are you talking about? Who are -" There was the sound of crackling electricity and Duo let out a shriek.
Slowly Quatre's hand went to his own throat where a thin metal band had been attatched. It had only taken once to convince him to obey the rules, no matter how much he disliked it. The band could, apparently, send electricity coursing through his body at the guard's discretion. But he knew, Duo wouldn't be so wise.
"What the hell was that for! What the hell was that?"
"Silence!" The sound and smell of burning flesh appeared once again.
There was a minute or two of silence and Quatre thought Duo had actually conceaded. No such luck. "What's the big deal? I only want to talk to my friend!" Another scream and another stretch of silence. "But . . . But, Q-man." Quatre could hear his friend's strength fading as he screamed out again.
"Keep your mouth shut, Ningen! Slaves aren't made for talking."
"That's funny, I thought I had a mouth, and look, sound is coming out." Typical smartass Duo. Poor guy. He groaned loudly and coughed a couple times. "I only want to talk to my friend. What harm is there in that?"
His scream peirced the air yet again. How many was that? Five? Six? Quatre had lost count. He opened his mouth, deciding to risk a shock himself. "Duo, stop. Just be quiet." He braced for the shock, but none came. Probably 'cause I'm helping them he thought bitterly.
"But, Quatre. You're not just going to give up, are you?" Another shock, another scream.
"Duo, please. Shut up." He heard no reply and the blond let out a soft sigh. I wish we could do something.
"Well, I'm not going to let some freak shut me up! I'm Shini-" Quatre listened to his friend's cry and let a small smile grace his cracked lips. Don't give up, buddy.
The huge creature forced the two young boys up the ramp and onto what appeared to be a stage. They stood, Duo muttering under his breath, as the guard disappeared again. There were plenty of other creatures to quell any thoughts of escape, though. Standing some seven feet tall and at least half that wide and covered in disgusting blueish slime, the stench of the monsters alone was enough to keep any sensible person at bay.
The escort guard reappeared on the ramp half pushing, half carrying a struggling and cursing WuFei. The Chinese youth was bound around the chest, pinning his arms, and then again at the wrists. Duo immediately opened his mouth. "Hey! How come we aren't tied up! I'm at least as dangerous as Wu-man!" There was a loud crackling and Quatre watched as his friend twitched. The loud American seemed to be building an endurance to the electric shocks - no surprise since he'd been hit with them nearly constantly for the three hours since he'd woken up.
Fei seemed exhausted and was, for the moment, not struggling that badly. Quatre noticed that smoke rose faintly from the ropes binding him. Apparently, he'd been getting at least as much 'punishment' as their braided friend. His eyes widened when he saw the blonde Arabian. "Quatre, are you all right!"
"No big hug hello for your lover?" Duo cried to the Chinese boy. Quatre expected to see the American twitch in pain, but nothing happened.
One of the demon creatures began slamming a small remote into his hand and cursing. "Stupid Ningen broke it! Someone get me more batteries, fast!"
Duo's face split ear to ear in a triumphant smile before his body jerked as new batteries were obviously found. The three boys were forced into chairs to wait for whatever was to come. Nothing better to occupy him, Quatre looked out to the front of the stage area as best he could. What he saw made his blood run cold. "Gods, Duo, WuFei! We're going to be auctioned off. There must be hundreds of demons out there!"
The blonde winced as he realized he had broken the strictly enforced silence, but no shock came. Instead one of the guards laughed, somehow worse than what the blonde had expected. "Of course, little human. It's not often we get humans in the Makai. You three will go for top dollar, at least a hundred silver a piece I'd say. Wish I could keep one of you myself, though. I hear humans make the best pets. Or, if not that, they make very tasty little snacks."
Kurama lifted a bit of jewelry from the stall he was at. It was a lovely piece of amber that sparkled golden in the sunlight. He smiled sadly and set it back down, the color was gorgeous, but it would clash horribly with his hair, no matter which of his forms he took. It was so hard to find things that matched silver or red, let alone both. He turned from the stand and continiued down the market street. Hiei would meet up with him soon, hopefully willing to buy him something. Kurama could easily buy himself anything he wanted – or get it another way – but it was so much nicer to have his love treat him to a gift.
"Hey, hey! You there! You look like a fine young youko!" Kurama groaned softly and tried to sidestep the salesdemon. Sadly, the barker had him in his sights and there was no escape. "How would you like to see a fine pick of young, strong, beautiful boys and girls?"
"I'm not interested in slaves." The only other thing he could be selling with that pitch was prostitutes. Kurama shuddered at that thought – even less appealing than slavery. "I'm just shopping."
"Oh, come now! Strong young demons, pretty little demonesses, children, adolescents, fully developed adults." Kurama tried once again to pull away. "I even hear we have a few ningens!" Kurama paused and looked at the demon whose eyes sparkled. "I knew I'd find something to catch your fancy."
Kurama tried to protest, but he had already given the opportunity. The wiry demon grabbed Kurama and teleported with him into the middle of a large crowd. He disappeared to find more customers, leaving the fox lost amongst those looking for slaves.
Great, I hope Hiei can find me in this mess. Kurama tried to wade to the edge of the crowd – challenging given the number of people moving the other way. He was just about to use his whip to clear a path when movement on the stage caught his eye.
A small boy was being herded into place by one of the youkai guards. Kurama's eyes swept over the boy, taking in his gently refined features and fragile frame. The auctioneer stepped in front of the boy, drawing the crowd's attention. "Well, so good to see you all here. And we have an excellent treat for all of you. Humans. Starting with this fine morsel here.
"As you can see, it's a fine human male. I know he looks a little weak, but he's very obidient! Can I hear an opening bid?" There was general mumbling from the crowd and several bids were yelled up to the stage. "Come, come. I know he doesn't look like much, but he's very strong. I think the little human deserves more than a few measly coins."
The bids continued, rising slowly but steadily. "Seventy gold for the blonde." The auctioneer blinked at the jump in the bids and nodded as no others came in. "Not too high a price for such a tasty looking snack."
The blonde's eyes narrowed and he frowned. After a miniscule pause, he ducked to the side, jamming his elbow back into the guard's stomach. He ran as fast as his legs would move until a shock ran through him, sending the small boy to the ground. The guard recovered from the hit and hefted the blonde clear off the ground. Kurama blinked as the blonde was handed to his purchaser like nothing more than a sack of potatoes.
"Here you are, Kitsune."
Kurama glanced down at Hiei as he appeared beside him in the crowd. "Aa. A barker grabbed me, couldn't get away through the crowd."
The fire demon was watching the stage as a boy with long braided hair was pushed out. He was complaining loudly about the previous boy's treatment in between cries of pain. "Ah, yes. This one has quite a mouth, but generally easy to control. Shall we start the bidding?"
Hiei was about to turn away and leave the disgusting show. Both he and Kurama detested slavery. It was the product of sick, demented minds and sad, pitiful people. Someone bumped the fire demon's shoulder, drawing his attention. "Gods, Duo." It was another human forcing his way through the crowd towards the stage. Hiei wrinkled his brow, what in the three worlds were so many humans doing in the Makai?
Another, slightly taller boy forced his way through the crowd, clearly following the first. But Hiei had no time to focus on the Ningens in the crowd as the stage errupted in battle. A third boy, this one with short dark hair, had managed to get hold of a sword and was swinging it at the guard nearest him. Kurama placed a hand on his love's shoulder. "Shall we help the boy?" Hiei nodded at once and flitted over to the stage.
Fei, still bound, focused through the shocks and charged his captor. All too easily, his blow was deflected and he was disarmed. The huge sword came down on the youth and WuFei braced for the blow, eyes open and accepting his fate. At the last moment, a katana shot beneath the blade, halting the attack. The youkai guard was quickly killed and Fei collapsed onto the ground, finally succumbing to his pain, energy spent.
At the front of the stage, Duo had taken WuFei's cue and was attempting to free himself from his captor and escape into the crowd. Heero had already shot several of the guards and was now busy wrestling with another. Kurama leapt up to the auctioneer. "I'll give you three hundred silver for the humans, no arguments."
Hurridly, the frightened youkai agreed, snatching up the coin purse and hurrying off. Kurama moved to where Duo was still struggling and quietly blew a pollen into the air. Almost immediately, Duo and the youkai collapsed onto the ground, caughing and gasping for air. The fox held his hands up in a gesture of peace as he found Heero's gun trained on him. It looked like the ningen was about to fire when Hiei appeared beside him, disarming the boy in one quick motion. Not deterred by the loss of his weapon, Heero would have certainly tackled the sanjiyan, but Kurama placed a hand on his shoulder. "Please, we need to leave." The unexpected gentleness made Heero pause long enough for Kurama to scatter another pollen into the air. The perfect soldier went down, fast asleep. Kurama lifted the boy and hurried from the stage. He quickly spotted Trowa amongst the crowd, he'd been trying to follow the blonde youkai that had purchased the first human.
Hiei returned to where Fei was and carefully helped him to his feet. "You're a good warrior. Fighting, even through that pain."
WuFei, slightly more singed than he began, looked at his rescuer. Unable to stand on his own, he leaned heavily against the slight man. "Hai, thanks. I don't think I can move." The slightest grin passed over Hiei's lips and he lifted the human and dashed after Kurama.
Well, hello to you all. Here you have the first chapter in what has grown to be quite an epic crossover I know I dissappeared for a while, but now I actually have some time to work on this, so I'll be getting it posted at last. In any case, this is my story, so I hope you like it!