No Love Lost by Tanith Night

Fandom: Gundam Wing

Pairings: 6x2

Ratings: M

Warnings: Non-con, eventual lemon

Disclaimer: I own the world and everything in it, up to and including the boys from Gundam Wing. Why am I in a room with padded walls and oh, what an interesting jacket.

Chapter 1

Duo's feet dragged as he climbed the stairs to his shared two bedroom apartment. The elevator once again is broken, a small sign hung between the opening of the doors. He has been away for a good solid three weeks. Where was he, you might ask? He was on a mission, a long, grueling mission. Initially he and his team of highly trained Preventer agents had their asses handed to them. They were thwarted at every turn. This had to be the most physical mission he has endured since his time as a gundam pilot. He was scratched, cut, bruised, and exhausted to the bone. He made his way into the apartment, turning he shut and locked the front door, and dropped his gear all done on auto pilot. Shuffling through the small foyer the first thing that caught his attention was the half empty bottle of whiskey and the hand gripping it as a life line.

"Good night, Heero." Acknowledging the owner of the hand Duo continued his trek toward his room. After what seemed to be an eternity, finally arriving he began the slow process of stripping down to his boxers. Crossing his arms he grabbed the front him of his shirt and lifted it off his lean frame. Unfastening both his belt and jeans he lowered them to the floor as his unknown audience spoke up from the doorway.

"Why were you gone so long?" Heero's words never slurring even though he has consumed most of the bottle he left on the end table.

"It was a mission from Hell. If you don't mind I will tell you all about in the morning. Right now, all I want to do is go to bed." Turning his back on Heero, Duo walked into his bathroom. Gone for a few minutes to brush his teeth and hair and to take a pee he opened the door to find Heero leaning up against the wall right outside the bathroom door. Duo jumped slightly at Heero's unexpected presence, "Damn it Heero, you scared the shit out of me." Duo pushed past Heero only to be grabbed by his arm. "Heero…I'm really tired."

As the words left his mouth he was suddenly slammed into the wall and Heero's lips descended on his. Duo pushed and shoved at Heero's clothed chest with no results. He was mentally and physically exhausted in a struggle against the 'Perfect Soldier'. Heero after a couple of minutes finally stepped back. Assuming the unwanted assault was over Duo tried to bypass Heero chalking the entire incident to stress and fatigue, an incident that he was going to shove to the recesses of his mind.

He could not be more wrong.

Once again he was grabbed, only this time he was thrown on to the bed and Heero climbed on top. Duo kicked and fought his assailant as his boxers were pulled down his body and discarded. No amount of adrenaline could help him. Leaning over Heero kissed him hard as his hands were busy freeing his aching erection.

Fighting was not working, so Duo turned to pleading. Tears flowed freely from his eyes as Duo begged. "Please, Heero. Don't do this, please." It seemed that his pleas fell on deaf hears as Heero roughly penetrated his body. Duo's body arched and screamed not from pleasure, but from excruciating pain. He screamed and cried through the entire ordeal.

Heero was hovering over Duo; his eyes closed enjoying tightness and heat surrounding and engulfing his body. He was in pure ecstasy. As the coil increasingly tightened his trusts became harder, faster, and more brutal; Duo's blood now acting as a lubricant. All too soon the coil burst and he coated Duo's insides with his seed. Heero opened his eyes as he descended from orgasmic bliss. Heero slipped from Duo's tight passage. Gazing from Duo's eyes down his torso Heero saw no evidence of Duo's pleasure, his flaccid penis staring him in the face.

Heero roughly grabs Duo's penis, "what is this?" More tears were his only answer. "What, I don't turn you on?" Heero's fist collided with Duo's stomach. "You can get up for all of those guys in the clubs" another punch, "but not for me." This time Heero struck Duo's face. "You are so willing to spread your legs like a whore for strangers, but when it comes to me you become a dainty virgin." Punch after punch rained down on Duo's small frame each with a new accusation. Eventually the tears just stopped flowing. Duo's new fight was with unconsciousness as it tried to pull him into its depths far way from the pain.

As each blow was struck a wave of adrenaline and lust coursed through Heero causing him to once again become hard, he slammed back in sending a new wave of pain through Duo. The beating had such an effect Heero came after only a couple quick thrusts. He pulled out, adjusted himself and walked out of the room. A few short moments later Duo heard the familiar click of the front door.

Ever so slowly Duo maneuvered each leg over the edge of the bed. As he attempted to sit up, a wave of dizziness washed over him causing him to tumble head first to the floor. Aware that the he was rapidly losing blood from his many wounds he crawled to his discarded jeans and the cell phone within the pockets. He grabbed hold of the phone and called the one person most people would not expect. "Lena…"

"Duo? I can barely hear you."

"Lena, help." At that moment Duo lost his battle with consciousness.

"Duo! Duo!" Relena screamed Duo's name trying to get some response from the other end of the line.

Relena immediately hung up the phone and called the only other person she whole heartedly trusted.

"Relena?" Came the drowsy question.

"Zechs, I need your help." By now tears were streaming down Relena's face as she spoke to her brother and dressed.

"Relena, what is it? What's wrong?" He quickly shot off questions fearing the worst.

"It's Duo. He called me and asked for help and then nothing. I shouted his name several times and nothing. Zechs, I am so worried! Can you go to his place and check on him? Please, brother."

"Of course, Relena."

"Thank you, Zechs! Thank you!" They both quickly hung up the phone. As he spoke to Relena he had already pulled his jeans over his boxers and threw on the shirt closest to him, a light blue button down shirt. Without the shirt even buttoned he flew out of the apartment. As he descended in the elevator he buttoned enough buttons to be considered decent. Once in the apartment building's parking garage he jumped into his car and sped the entire 10 minute drive to the apartment Duo shared with Heero.

Relena hurriedly finished dressing after she ended the call with her brother. "Pagan, please bring my car around."

"Yes, miss. I can…"

"No, I will drive myself. I am in a hurry."

"Yes, miss I will have it brought around for you immediately."

Pagan was true to his word as soon as she slipped her last flip flop on her car was waiting for her. "Thank you." She took off attempting to shorten the normally 33 minute drive.

He was unaware that his sister and the former Deathscythe pilot were so close. Yes, he was aware that they were acquaintances, maybe even friends to a slight degree. He never would have imagined the two even becoming friends from the rumors he had heard over the years, during and after the war much less that he would call her in an emergency. He thought their rivalry over Heero Yuy was too great. Then again maybe the rumors were not all that accurate.

The thought of Heero brought forth another thought, why had Relena not called Heero? They were roommates and friends, not to mention partners at Preventers. He should know Zechs once attended a gathering at the apartment shortly after the two moved in together. Perhaps Heero was away on assignment. They did occasionally take separate assignments. They all did.

When he finally arrived he parked and rushed for the front door of the building. Zechs took the stairs two at a time allowing his long legs to carry him as fast as they could. He clenched his hand into a fist and pounded on the door hoping that this was a misunderstanding that Duo did not need his help. Not a single sound greeted him. "Duo, it's Zechs please open the door if you are in there," again nothing.

Zechs looked down the hall to his left and then right. No one was in sight. He stepped back a bit and gave sure fired kick just to the left of the door knob. The door cracked and splintered. All Zechs needed to do was shoulder the door open and he did.

Not seeing anything amiss in the living room Zechs made a beeline for the back of the apartment where the bedrooms were located. The first bedroom must have been Heero's. The bed was made with military angels. The only other two objects in the room were a dresser next to the bed and a desk along the back wall. Everything was lacking personality and substance. The next bedroom was Duo and the sight of Duo's broken and prone body lying on the floor was enough to enlist Zechs gag reflex. Overcoming his initial shock he bolted to Duo's side, turning him over and examining his body calling his name the entire time. "Duo, Duo, wake up."

Zechs lifted his head from the limp body in his arms and took in the scene before him. Rumpled bed clothes, boxers laying far from the rest of his clothes, and the distinct smell of blood and sex. Two scenarios came to mind and neither one was good especially considering Duo's current state. Zechs grabbed a blanket from the bed to cover Duo's nude body. Once covered Zechs scooped up Duo's body cradling him to his chest. As a man of military background Zechs could maintain a cool and efficient exterior while he was panicking and worried on the inside. After all he held the man that was a regular feature in his nightly dreams. All it took was a chance meeting in Preventers' Headquarters.

Flashback

Zechs stood in the doorway speaking with Commander Une. He just accepted a position as Captain of Specials with Preventers. They shook hands, Zechs turned to leave as Une retreated to her office once again. That was he saw him. Duo was standing at the office door of another agent gleefully laughing, at what Zechs had no idea, but he wanted to see more of it.

End Flashback

Carefully he made his way out of the apartment, down the stairs and to the car carrying Duo all the while. Zechs gingerly placed Duo in the backseat and piled a discarded jacket under his head to provide some cushion and comfort.

As Zechs drove slightly above the speed limit to the hospital he was ever glancing over his shoulder or in the rear view mirror at Duo. During the drive to the hospital Zechs pressed the number two on his phone.

Relena answered after the first ring. "I am almost there."

"Meet me at the County Cross Hospital. I have Duo." After receiving her affirmation Zechs hung up the phone. He increased his speed a little bit more not liking the garbled sounds emitting from Duo. In less than two minutes Zechs pulled up the emergency room doors. Zechs got out of the car and came around to the passenger side. Opening the door Zechs bent forward and lifted Duo from the backseat as if he was made a glass, and probably in his current condition Duo was more fragile. Zechs walked up to the check-in desk with Duo still unconscious in his arms. The woman behind the half glass window began speaking, never looking up, when Zechs' shadow fell across her. "You need to feel out these forms." She slid a clip board toward Zechs, which Relena immediately picked up.

"Relena!" Zechs exclaimed.

She answered slightly out of breath "I got here as fast as I could."

The check-in clerk continued as if she was merely a recording. "I will also need a form of photo identification and proof of insurance should you have any."

"Um, ma'am." At Zechs' hesitant, heavy speech she finally looked up.

"Oh, my goodness! Is she…"

"He." Zechs corrected. Duo was very much male from what he saw back at the apartment.

"Sorry, is he unconscious?"

"Yes."

"Come this way. How long has he been unconscious?"

"Maybe half an hour." Zechs glanced over his shoulder to confirm his estimated time. Relena gave a quick nod in affirmation and continued to fill out what she could of the paperwork. As they walked through the double doors they were met by two orderlies and a stretcher. Zechs gently placed Duo down and stepped away to give the doctors and nurses enough room to work. There was quite a bit of talking coming from all sides of the gurney.

When Zechs stepped back there was a generous amount of blood covering his clothes. A nurse pulled both Relena and Zechs to the side of the room only then she noticed the blood. "Sir, are you hurt as well?"

"No, it's all from him." Zechs replied solemnly his eyes never leaving the area where Duo laid watching everyone.

"Here, I filled out what I could about him." Relena stated as she handed over the clip board to the nurse.

"Thank you. Can either of you tell me what happened?" The nurse looked from Zechs to Relena and back again before Relena spoke up.

"I received a phone call. I wasn't paying attention when I answered, so I did not see who was calling. When I picked up I heard a faint "Lena" on the other end. I asked if it was Duo and said I could not hear him. Again the voice said "Lena" and added a breath later "help". Duo is the only who calls me Lena. I knew it was him. After he said help I yelled his name loudly into the receiver in order to gain some response from him, but never got one. He did not hang up I think that is when he passed out. I called my brother," she gestured to Zechs, "because he lives a short distance from Duo, I told him Duo needed help."

At this point Zechs took over telling the tale. "I left my apartment immediately for his. Once there, I knocked and shouted hoping to rouse the occupants, but received no answer. I kicked in the door and made my through the apartment looking for anything amiss. I found nothing until I got to Duo's room. When I entered he was unconscious, bleeding, bruised, and battered. I got him here as fast as I could."

The nurse diligently listened to their story and if Zechs read her right took mental notes, storing all of the pertinent information. "Okay, thank you. If you will please take a seat in the waiting area I will keep you abreast of the situation."

They both gave their thanks and turned to leave. As Relena was a little distance away Zechs grabbed the nurse's attention. "Miss."

"Yes."

"One more thing, I did not want to mention this in front of my sister, but the room smelled of sex and considering the state of our friend, I do not believe it was consensual."

"I will mention it to the doctors."

"Thank you, I hope I am wrong."