Exotic Loyalty
By: Gypsy Tollamer
Heero waited anxiously in his room. His cousin Prince Trowa was coming to the castle today. He hadn't seen his cousin since he had been nine, they had both had the times of their lives and had been punished for it as well. They'd snuck away from the guards and servants and ran around like any normal child would of. They got dirty and wet and they both even got a couple of scrapes and bruises which their parents were both furious over. Prince Heero was now 17, almost the age of being a man but still thinking like a child, he longed for that day again. Most boys his age were already working or had titles with jobs. But Heero was just the Crown Prince. A person being bred to be king one day and he hated it.
Suddenly he heard the gates open and the jangle of a carriage. Heero jumped up from his chair and ran to the window. He then let out a whoop of joy before running out of his room and down the stairs where he promptly ran into his father, and his advisors.
"Heero, your manners" his father said.
"Sorry father! Trowa's here!" he said a smile running across his face. The king couldn't help but smile as his son ran off. He hadn't seen a smile on Heero's face since his mother had died 5 years ago.
Heero ran outside just as he saw his cousin step out of the carriage and stopped. Trowa had grown so much. He was much taller then Heero and had a wave of hair over the left side of his face. His cousin looked at him and smiled slightly. Then a smaller cloaked figure stepped out of the carriage. Trowa walked up to Heero.
"It's good to see you again." Heero said to Trowa while embracing him gently.
"Yes, it is." Trowa said.
"You look tired maybe I should show you to your room." He said.
"Yes perhaps that would be best. I'm afraid Master Trowa isn't much company when he's tired." The cloaked figure said.
"Huh?" Heero asked looking at the person. He young man lowered the hood to reveal blonde hair, pale skin and dark blue eyes.
"Heero, this is Quatre. " Trowa said.
"The king appointed me to Trowa's service." The blonde said.
Heero looked questionably at his cousin. He would never thought that Trowa would own a slave. From the boys small size and looks Heero could tell what kind of slave he was. One made simply for pleasure.
"I'll take you to your room now." Heero said softly leaded Trowa and his slave upstairs to the guest room closest to his own room. "I'll see you at dinner." Trowa nodded and closed the door.
"He's nice." Quatre said removing his gloves.
"He seemed kind of weirded out." Trowa said.
"Well, what about? You didn't do anything wrong Trowa. Was it me?" he asked removing his cloak to reveal his body. Trowa looked down at the barely clothes boy and smiled. Slave's clothing never let much to the eye especially if they were chamber slaves like Quatre was. Maybe Quatre was the problem. Heero didn't have a chamber slave. He could have been weirded out by the thought of him having one or maybe he wanted one of his own. Or maybe Heero didn't like to idea of owning another human.
"I'm going to go talk to him." He said going to the door only being stopped by Quatre who stood in front of it.
"You're going to rest. We're going to be here over a month Trowa. There's going to be time to talk. You need to rest." He said running his hands across Trowa's chest and then pressing his face against him as he hugged the much taller man. "I know you're tired. Please, do it for me."
Trowa sighed and nodded. He knew he couldn't win this up hill battle.
END OF PART ONE