-1Yeah this story is revised, some parts have been added to and others well I just left alone.

Rating: Adult

Warnings: AU, Yaoi, Lemon(future), attempted NCS, kidnapping, pirates, angst, violent, and a little touch of sap. OOC-ness.

Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5x6, etc.

Gami1x2: okay this is the first GW fic that I've posted here so far. I think it's coming along great, though I would love or Reviews, Comments or complaints. I've seen Pirates of the Caribbean and as much as I'm trying no to be influenced by it. Well you'll see some of the similarities. Though I'm proud to say that this story is MOSTLY original. Lol.

Pirates of Angels and Demons

Chapter One: Abduction at Angel Bay.

"Captain, we'll reach Angel Bay a little after nightfall." Trowa said coming up next to his captain.

The captain smiled. His ice cold cobalt blue eyes shimmering in the twilight of the setting sun. He took one hand off the wheel and pulled his hat down, while moving his head back, so that his eyes were covered with his hat, and laughed slightly. He knew it was childish. He knew it showed a type of weakness to show such emotion, showing vulnerability to his crew. But he couldn't help it. Why Try to hide pure happiness, no he would promote it, and show it to everyone.

They were approaching one of the most magnificent places on the planet. Angel Bay. The only place on this god forsaken planet that people were born with wings. Of course there were elves, and dwarves, and fairies, he had them employed on his ship. He himself was a demon of fire and wind, a possessor of soul, and a creature of destruction. But, angels were rare and he would have one or two, maybe three if he wanted, on his ship.

"Angel Bay." He looked back at his first mate. Sharp green eyes regarded him with mild amusement. But he waited for his captain to continue. "And who is currently in charge of this feathered heaven?"

"The Winner Family." Trowa smiled when Heero's eyes widened slightly and he lifted an eyebrow.

"I thought is was the Maxwell House (1)." Heero said. Trowa shook his head slowly.

"Well the last time we were here, you were ten and your father was captain. And we failed miserable at detaining any of these so called angels. We almost lost all of our men, and barely got away. Since then however, Master Maxwell, had fallen ill, and passed away. It seems that Maxwell had a virus that he has passed to his son. But luckily for his son, the Doctors, J and G, and even Sally Po of the East Forest of El-one, found a way to semi-cure it. Causing the boy to only get the flu once a year." Trowa took a deep breath and continued.

"Well, anyway, Lady Maxwell remarried about five years ago to a Lord Winner. He is also from Angel Bay, and his son was born of White Wings, while her son was of Black Wings. They are the only two in Angel Bay with said colors. But, Heero, I don't see what we are doing different then your father did., so would you mind telling me?" Heero laughed.

"Trowa, I don't think I have ever heard you talk so much. Where did you hear all this information?" Heero asked, surprised that his friend could know so much from the secretive bay, though something wasn't right. Heero had remembered the angels attacking the ship before they even docked, and another ship, but it was an old memory, and the details weren't clear.

"When we stopped in El-three last week I took my chances and went to speak to Doctor O. He's Doctor J and G's brother. Doctor S and H were there also, but I didn't get a chance to confirm what O had told me with either of them. Though it was confirmed by Noin. Though she did tell me to remind you that we need to pick her up on the way back. She didn't want anything to do with the capture of Angels."

"I understand. That's fine. So there's two boys, how old, do you know?"

"Nineteen. They'll be twenty in a few months. But your avoiding my question."

"Not avoiding, just ignoring." Heero said simple. "But I will tell you, last time we went, we didn't have the beam cannons and the Gundainium weapons."

"Ah, well that's all I needed. So are we to kill the angels if they attack?" Trowa asked, itching his shoulder lightly.

"Yes." Heero said simply. "I only want the best on my ship. Take the two boys captive, if you can find, this Sally Po, take her too, but other then that I want no one else on my Ship. Wing Zero (2) is already crowded enough." Trowa nodded in agreement. "You've got one hour once we anchor. I want to spend as little time there as I possible can, got it?"

"Aye, sir." Trowa said, before leaving the Captain, it was a clear dismissal and end of conversation. Heero looked over his ship as Trowa left him and smiled.

Though the ship is larger then most in the ocean, it too only had so much room. The Crews Quarters or the Forecastle held up to fifty people max, and right now held 47 mean and women. But unlike a normal ship, Heero had made sure to add a few other quarters. The Captains Cabin was the highest point of the ship other then the crows nest, with the wheel sitting just on top with the Quarter Deck. While under Heero lay three more cabins. One belonged to Trowa and sometimes Noin, depending if she tagged along, which was not often(3), she worked as a dealer for Heero, and did their accounting. (yes they took care of their money, and their crew, though most of it went to whores and booze). Then there was a Cabin shared by Zechs and Treize. And a doctors quarter, which allowed up to ten people to sleep in, but only if injured or sick, which stood at the moment unoccupied. Then, with the Galley were too more Cabins, one for the cook, and a smaller one for her helper, Relena and Heldi (4). Then there was the hold. This held up to 20 prisoners, but also remained empty, and sometimes used as rooms, when others wanted privacy.

Yes this was Heero's ship the Wing Zero, the most beautiful ship, and the largest pirating ship in the seas. Heero laughed lightly, locked the wheel in place, and went below to his own cabin. He had a log to fill out, and needed to make sure everything was ready for the attack on Angel Bay.

-----(In Angel Bay)-----

"Duo! Wait up!" Quatre called out, losing where is braided brother went. "Where the heck did you go?!" He called out, stopping to catch his breath. He had spotted his brother out of bed and wanted to know why the sick boy was up and about. He knew he was feeling better but Sally Po had said for him to stay in bed until tomorrow so that he would be ready and rested for the party. Quatre stretched his wings and folded them against his back. From a side view they would look like a part of his back, and unless stretched out, from a front view you couldn't see them.

"Boo!!" Quatre jumped and screamed, and turned around to punch Duo in the arm in one motion. Duo laughed and fell on his butt, covering his mouth with his hands, trying to hide his obvious laughter with his hands. Quatre glared playfully at his brother.

"How did you get behind me?" Quatre asked, helping Duo to his feet once the fey boy stopped laughing.

"You ran right past me." Duo said. His pitch black wings giving a flap. Quatre frowned, when had he ran past Duo, wait a minute...

"Why did you run form me when I called out to you?" Quatre asked. Watching as Duo folded his own wings. Duo laughed again, at Quatre's frown, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Oh, Quat, don't take it so personally. You should know me by now. I was only joking with yea." Duo said, pulling his brother into a hug. Quatre pulled away when Duo started coughing. But it was only a few, nothing to worry over, but this didn't stop Quatre from worrying.

"You know, Sally told you to stay in bed until tomorrow. You shouldn't be running around. What were you doing out of bed?"

"I was using the bathroom, nothing more, nothing less." Quatre nodded but continued to frown.

"Well, you still shouldn't have ran from me. Now your going to be coughing all night, and Sally will be mad at me." Quatre almost had the urge to stop his foot like a child, be decided against it.

"Don't worry I'll take all the blame." Duo said, patting his brother on the shoulder again.

"Boys!!" Both looked down the hall to see their father standing at the door way. "It's time for bed." He said firmly. "We have a lot to do tomorrow and it wouldn't do for you two to be tired, now would it?" It wasn't really a question. Duo sighed and rolled his eyes.

"What!!" Duo said. "It's only eight. And we're nineteen, not nine." Duo protested. Quatre just waited, this always happened and Duo always lost, he figured it was to get attention.

"We have a party to attend to, and your recovering from the flu, now if you wouldn't mind, Duo, Quatre. Do go bed. Good night. Not another word." And with that he closed his door, with a rather loud snap. End of conversation. Duo pouted.

"He's right, night Duo, see you in the morning." Quatre said, yawning for show.

"Night, Quat." Duo and Quatre turned to the respected rooms, which were right across the hall from each other and closed their doors. Duo puffed out a heavy breath and ran his hand threw his bangs. He hated being treated like a child. The virus was no longer fatal, never was, and he was feeling better from his 'yearly flu'. How he hated this, it always seemed to come at the same time, but everyone treated him like a child, and they lied to him, he knew they did. He had always known the truth.

"Eight o'clock my ass." Duo said quietly. Changing into his nightshirt which was a loose white shirt that reached his ankles. It covered his wings and kept them warm, the soft feathers resting against Duo's back. He undid his braid, bushed his hair out making sure there were no tangles, before re-braiding it for the night. He then took the last two pills out of there bottle and quickly downing them, thanking what ever god there was that this was the last night he needed the sleeping aids. For some reason his Flu always brought about memories of his father and his painful death at the hands of pirates. Death of the flu my ass. Duo thought, he sighed, pulling back his blankets and crawling into bed. Never once looking out the window over the bay, and misses out on the large black ship that was sailing into the bay at that very moment.

Duo quickly fell asleep, the pills were meant for a quick trip to lala land for a good eight hours. Only taking a few minutes to start there effects. Duo had only been sleeping for 20 minutes when his door was kicked open. He woke up, but only enough to open his eyes for a few blinking seconds then turn on his side and fall back asleep. He didn't have time for interruptions, his dreams were calling to him.

Treize entered the first door to his right, after coming up the three flights of stairs. He kicked the door opened and entered prepared to take the boy by force. But when his eyes fell on the boy in the bed, his shoulders dropped in disappointment. The large violet orbs blinked a few timed before the boy turned around and...went back to sleep. Treize sighed and rolled his eyes. Which in turn fell on the empty bottle of sleeping pills. "Aww." He said. Great just no fun was it. Never any fun.

Treize went to the bed and rolled the boy onto his back. Not surprised to see the spitting image of Master Maxwell in the young mans features. Though the violet eyes must be from his mother. Treize picked the boy up and cradled his limp body in his arms. Duo's braid almost dragging on the ground. Treize fixed this though, by pulling it into his hand. Heero did say that he wanted them un-harmed. Oh the things he did for his loved captain.

He left the room just in time to see Zechs pulling a struggling Quatre from the room by his arms.

"Why can't I just knock him out!" Zechs asked. Jerking Quatre forward, the boy was trying to pull his arms from there sockets. "And why is yours asleep. Huh?" Zechs said.

"Sleeping pills." Quatre and Treize said at once. Quatre glared at Treize and went back to trying to pull the pirates arms out of his sockets, but it didn't seem to be working.

"Let us go. Our father will have your heads for this, and your crew. I want to speak to your captain." Quatre said, still trying to pull free from Zech's grip. There was a sudden blow from a horn, catching everyone's attention.

"What, it's only been twenty-five minutes." Treize said, looking at the grandfather clock down the hall. And sighed heavily.

"Something must have happened that we didn't expect." Zechs said.

"Where's Trowa?"

"He got stuck taking care of the security." Zechs said with a roll of his eyes.

"Ah! Then I suggest we get going." Zechs pulled Quatre over his shoulder and him and Treize ran off towards the shore and the docks. The whole time Quatre screamed and kicked, trying to get Zechs and Treize to let them go. But it didn't work no one seemed to be coming to help them, and the two men just ignored him. The whole time he kept a worried eye on Duo.

-----(Trowa)------

Trowa ran quickly through the forest near the bay, trying to loose the men following him. He had taken down a few, but it would seem that Angel Bay had been prepared for the Pirates attack. Fortunately for them, they weren't prepared for them to be attacking today, and they also seemed that they were expecting someone else, most of them dressed in royal garments. /Must be some party or something./ Trowa thought with a smirk.

Trowa stopped behind a tree and waited for the four men to run passed him. He turned and ran back in the direction of the ship. With luck, Treize and Zechs had the heirs to the Winner House and were already headed back to the ship. He was at the edge of the forest when he herd the ships battle horn go off.

"Shit." He picked up his pace.

-----(Wing Zero)------

Heero waited on the ships main deck. Keeping an eye on anyone who wanted to board the ship.

When his men started running out of the houses with bags of treasure, food, and clothes, he smiled. But then Winged guards started attacking them. He immediately prepared for a battle. He had the cabin boy blow the battle horn to let his crew know to return to the ship. He himself headed for the Quarter deck and prepared for the ships departure The sails were already to go.

Minutes later Treize and Zechs were running up the planks, boys in hand. Not stopping to talk to Heero they went strait to the holds. Knowing the boys would be out of harms way there. Heero smiled (5), he had his two angels. Now all they had to do was get away from Angel Bay intact. Most of his crew was on the ship now. He had to leave now or they wouldn't complete there goal.

"Set sail, prepare the cannons." He ordered out, everyone jumped on his words and did as they were told.

Duo and Quatre were placed in a cell and it was locked for their own good. Treize and Zechs left without saying anything to join in the fight. Quatre pulled Duo closer and winced when he heard the cannons going off above them.

-----(Trowa)-----

Trowa saw the ship setting sail and made a jump for it. He jumped right of the cliff and caught himself on the bowsprit, almost losing his grip. But he carefully made his way from the flying jib to the forecastle deck (6). He joined in with the hands on deck to prepare for battle. Stopping only once to duck when a cannon ball flew towards the ship, hitting the lower decks near the holds.

-----( End Chapter Revised)-----

Please review. Let me now how you liked it so I can write some more of it.

(1): no not the coffee

(2): Well it is Heero's ship

(3): They are not a couple.

(4):No, there not a couple separate rooms. And i Hate Relena with a passion, but i needed someone as a cook, and i have plans for Dorothy, Catherine, Noin, and Une, so none of them could me taken right now. Heildi is her helper, and sister.

(5): He smiles a lot, but that's a good thing.

(6): Bowsprit is the long sharp spear thingy sticking out at the front of the ship. the flying jib is the sail connected from the Bowsprit to the Foremast, and the forecastle deck is the deck above the crews quarters.