Title: Dark Horse
Author: Milk Tea Addict
Rating: K+ (?—I don't get this rating system)
Warnings: Yaoi, foul language, g-boys torture, and violence. Hint of an attempted NCS.
Pairings: Past 1XR, Present 1X2…by the end the beginning of 3x4 (I'm thinking of a sequel especially for these two) 5XS.
Author Note: This is a fusion fic. Basically I am putting the G-boys into a pre existing universe that I think would rock! :D The universe is Sherrilyn Kenyon's Dark Hunter Universe. I feel the need to tell you that the background and Dark Hunters concept is not mine. If you really like the way this works out I STRONGLY recommend reading all of her books (all 26 of them—mmmm).
Disclaimer: I do not own the Dark Hunter universe or Gundam Wing (however I own DH books and gundam wing paraphanelia. :D)
Prologue
Kanazawa, Japan, 1638
Heero Yuy knew something was wrong the moment his eyes snapped open. The body beside him curled closer. The creak of the country houses floor alerted him of the intruders. He would be lying if he said he hadn't expected this to happen. He had taken a foreigner as a wife—a Christian missionaries daughter, and because of her pacifist views buried his sword in Edo long ago. He had hidden with his wife for 5 happy years, hiding from the persecution and from his past. Relena had given him two beautiful children and beyond the constant conflicts with Relena's faith he was happy.
The impending threat was no surprising. The Rebellion in Kyoto(1) had shaken up many. The Shogun's edict had sealed his family's fate.
"Relena" he whispered touching her cheek gently and placing his finger tips on her lips. Cornflower blue eyes looked at him questioningly.
'Heero?' she mouthed. Heero kissed her lightly no able to stop himself. He had given up everything for this woman.
"Grab Aya and Yuuko" he whispered. "hide in the shed. Don't—I repeat don't take the main hallway."
"What's going on?" she whispered fear trembling her voice.
"Shh—" Heero looked at his wife pleading. "Just go Relena, I'll be there soon"
Relena left the room through the back hall that led to their children's room. He exit went unnoticed. Heero crouched on his futon. He could only guess who was at his bedroom door—shogun soldiers? His brother in arms? Zealous villagers that knew Relena was not Japanese?
The door to his room burst open and Heero rushed the two soldiers that entered. There was a flurry of swords and fists in the main hall that ended in silence. Heero grabbed the fallen soldier's sword, making sure to keep his senses aware. He walked to the entrance to find three villagers bursting in upon him. He fought tooth and nail, the hilt in his hand was an unfamiliar weight after so many years—but he had never forgotten how to wield one.
By the time Heero made it to the backyard the hem of the yukata he wore to bed was drenched in blood.
He looks like the devil himself Relena thought when he opened the door to the shed. Her hands wrapped around her children shook.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"They found us" Relena's eyes widened at what Heero thought was fear. "We have to run"
They ran all night an most of the next day, stopping only to grab rations that they could cook later. They found a cave to rest in after noon. Relena had fed and put the children to bed before approaching Heero. He had been silent since they had started running. His grip clenching and unclenching around the sword he held. His eyes were red rimmed from no sleep.
"You should rest" Relena whispered as she handed Heero some soup she had scrounged up.
"No Relena" he said eyes scanning their surroundings. "They'll follow us, they won't stop—We'll go to Korea, I know there is a fishing village further north that can take us there." He downed the soup hungrily.
"Korea! I will not run all the way to Korea" Relena whispered. "Let us travel south and go underground with the other Christian missionaries—my father is still there, I'm sure"
"The Shogun is shutting down borders and throwing all foreigners out—Relena, I can't run the risk of being separated. I am more than capable of keeping us safe. Please trust me Relena" He dropped the soup bowl and grabbed Relena's hands imploringly. She twisted her grip out of his hands.
"They won't stop until you're dead, Heero."
"Me? It's you they're after" Heero frowned as his vision blurred.
"You are the traitor to the Shogun—Heero, I will not have my children raised in your devil religion of talking trees." Relena spat tears streaming down her face.
"Relena?"Heero felt his limbs go numb before his whole body collapsed in darkness.
"I'm sorry, Heero"
TBC…
(1)This is the Shimbara Rebellion where Japanese Christians rebelled against the shogunate's persecution of Christians. The Shogun used this uprising as an excuse to throw out all Christian missionaries and foreigners from the country. This started 250 years of isolation before McArthur opened Japanese to the modern world. Relena would have been born from a Portuguese missionary in Japan during the death of the 26 Christians in Japan. Japanese history before US involvement is fascinating!! Check it out!
I'm sorry for the poor grammar. I haven't written in ages and I don't have a beta reader. I'm trying to type as fast as I am coming up with this story and post it.