"The Unusual Fairytale" Chapter 1
Rating: PG
Notes: OOC, AU, making fun of fairy tales, weird pairings in a sense, might be a lemon way way later on. And I wanted to thank Helen for beta-ing this one for me! Thank you, you talented Beta Goddess!
Pairings: 2x1, 3x4, slight 5+1
Disclaimer: Yeah like I own something, except maybe the strange things in my head.
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A small blonde
hurried down the long corridor, the robe he wore draping along the
ground behind him. His aquamarine eyes held a hint of worry and fear.
Coming to a door, he halted, out of breath. He pushed it open to find
two robed figures inside.
"I just
heard the news," the blonde said closing the door behind him.
"I won't
do it," one of the figures answered. Turning he focused violet
eyes on the blonde while a long braid whipped around behind him.
"Duo, you
know you can't fight them on this," the blonde tried to reason.
"Want to
bet!?" Duo said, a bit harsher then he'd intended. He let out a
sigh and looked at his friend. "I'm so tired of taking their
orders Quatre,"
"Then what
are you going to do?" The third person in the room finally
spoke. He crossed his arms and looked at Duo, his brown hair falling
over his emerald eyes.
"I'm going
to find my true love," Duo replied, turning to face him.
"Don't think you can stop me Trowa," he said defensively.
"You know
we can't," the green-eyed man replied. "You're too powerful
for either of us to stop you."
"But,
we're going to help," Quatre insisted.
"I don't
want you guys to get into trouble for me," Duo said, shaking his head.
"Alright
alright," Trowa replied. "I wish you luck in finding that
true love."
"I will
and I'll bring my love back here to satisfy the Council of
Elders."
"Come on
you've got to get out of here before anyone comes looking,"
Trowa said opening the door and checking the corridor.
The three
slipped from the room and out of the building to the stone wall. Duo
turned to his two friends, smiling at them both. "Thanks,"
he said before slipping over the wall into the world on the other side.
"Wonder
how long this time before they notice he is gone?" Quatre said
as he led the way back inside the large tower.
Trowa laughed
softly at Quatre's comment closing the door behind them. "Well
let's not give them any reason to raise suspicion."
"The
Elders will be furious, but they should have known forcing Duo to
marry would have done this," Quatre said walking down the hall
toward his room.
"Yes, just
maybe... that was what they were counting on," Trowa suggested,
stopping at the blonde's room.
"Well then
they got their wish didn't they?" Quatre replied with a warm
smile. "It's getting late. I bid you goodnight."
"Goodnight
Quatre," Trowa murmured as the blonde gently shut the door.
Trowa hummed to himself as he walked down the hall toward his own
room. Being around the blonde always made him happier.
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Duo used the
cover of night to get out of the large city unnoticed by anyone.
Finally beyond the city walls he pulled his hood down as he walked
through the trees of the world beyond the Tower.
He couldn't
believe they would do this to him. Force him to marry some woman.
What if he didn't want anyone? Why couldn't they just leave him be to
do what he wanted? Well they were not going to take this away from
him. He would choose for himself that special person. Now, how to
find that person... Duo realized was going to be the hard part.
After several
long miles he decided it was time to rest. It was almost the middle
of the night as the moon hung directly over head. He sat against a
large tree. Duo let his eyes close and nodded off as sleep claimed him.
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A black haired
young man in his early twenties walked through the forest just beyond
his village. He carried a small hunting knife and a bag, both tied to
his belt. Emerging from the trees his black eyes fell on his village
across the large meadows. Walking toward his home, he saw something
move in the field. He stopped to take a closer look when he noticed
wild brown hair. "Wonder what he's doing out here?" He
thought to himself, not realizing that he spoke the words out loud.
Heading toward
the figure, he watched the thin small frame plop on the ground, the
short wild hair being tossed in the cool breeze.
"Heero,
what are you doing?" He asked startling the young man, who
frantically turned to see the speaker.
"Oh....
it's just you... Wufei," he replied his cobalt eyes calming down
a bit.
Wufei sighed,
looking into the cobalt depths of the youth three years younger.
"Come on, you can stay at my place."
"Oh no, I
couldn't..." Heero began to protest when Wufei cut him off.
"Oh shut
up and come on," the older man said grabbing the small arm and
pulling the young man to his feet. Wufei led the way back his home as
Heero followed silently behind him. Opening the door he ushered Heero
inside. "You never get very far when you run away."
"Well if
you hadn't bothered me, I would have left already!" Heero
shouted anger flashing in his eyes.
"That
statement was about as true as the idea that I have a family,"
Wufei replied, unfazed by Heero's uncontrollable anger. "I
believe the only way you're leaving here is if someone takes you."
"Shut up!
I don't need anyone!!" Heero screamed, completely flying off the handle.
"Calm down
or you're going to make yourself sick," Wufei told him setting
his bag aside for later. He sat down at the small table gesturing for
Heero to sit as well.
Heero looked at
the chair then back at Wufei, his breathing a bit uneven. Finally
sitting down his shoulders slumped in defeat. As much as he hated it
he knew Wufei was right. "Who would want me?" he mumbled
his eyes focused on the table.
"Don't
give up," Wufei replied. He hated when the young man got like
this, although anymore it was starting to become a common mood for
him. "How are you feeling?"
"Just a
little tired," he replied shrugging his shoulders. "What
does it matter anyway?" Heero said, barely above a whisper.
"Father's to poor to help or care. Today... he told me to find
work... to help him survive."
"What?
That bastard!" Wufei shouted hearing Heero's news. "He
knows you can't work!" He continued, growing even more enraged.
"Everyone knows that!! No one is going to hire you. Why would he
even suggest it?!" He put his hand over his eyes and sighed.
"You'll stay here a couple of days... let him get his head back on."
"Wufei, I couldn't..."
"Heero,
you're staying," Wufei said in a Don't-argue-with-me tone.
Heero looked at
him shocked, he rarely acted this way. 'Was he truly that upset?'
Heero wondered as he laid his head on his folded arms.
"Come on,
let's get you to bed. You need rest," Wufei finally spoke his
voice calm again. He stood up from the table and moved to stand
beside Heero. Heero looked up at him.
"I can
make it just fine," Heero replied a bit breathless.
Wufei shook his
head before reaching out toward the younger man. "I don't think
so. You look ready to collapse."
Picking Heero
up from the chair he started toward the back room where his bed and
an extra lay waiting.
"Damn it!
Why did I have to be cursed with this?!" Heero yelled as a sob
was wretched from his throat.
Wufei knew the
answer but he wasn't going to tell Heero that. Gently settling the
young man in the extra bed, he pulled the warm blankets over him.
Heero fell promptly asleep, his body quitting on him as the day
zapped him of what strength he did have. Wufei looked at him,
"Soon... someone will take you away from all this... even if it
has to be me."
Turning he left
the room to finish what work he had for the evening.
