Not Really Worthless



By RaZzMaTaZ@AOL.com Disclaimer: None of the Gundam Wing characters are mine. The rest are totally made up by me, with a little help from my friend Akira Videl, except for Daya, which I got from a fan fic called Dark Matter (really awesome Fic!). So any way, credit goes to them for originating the character.

WARNINGS: yaoi, if you do not like this kinda stuff, then you will not like this fan fic.





PART I

"Daya's not here."

"But he said he'd meet me here after he picked up some money."

"He's just late that's all"

"I hope so, Mike."

"Relax Duo, he knows what he's doing, he'll be fine"

"Alright I'm relaxed." Duo started pacing around the floor of the warehouse

"What's going on Mike?" Lucien overheard them talking; he was one of the many under Mike's care, only 12.

"Daya's just running a little late to meet Duo here and he's freaking out like normal, Daya should be here soon." Mike looked down into the younger's gray eyes, and smiled at himself. 'If Daya only knew how much Lucien talks about him'

.BEEP BEEP BEEP

Duo looked down at his watch, a message from Jade

"Yes Jade."

"Come down to Dr. J's right away he has a mission waiting for us"

"I can't"

"What do you mean you can't? You have no choice."

"Daya was supposed to meet me somewhere but he's not here yet, I can't just leave."

"Leave him a note, now get your ass down here! Over and out."

Duo continued to pace the floor.

"Mike, can you tell Daya to come home when he gets here?"

"Yeah sure thing,"

"Thanks, bye."

"See ya."



Daya had gone out earlier to meet one of his clients; a man in his forties he had lots of money and no one to share it with. This was Daya's first time with him.

Daya knocked on the door. No answer. Rang the doorbell. He looked up while he was waiting. The house was huge, four stories, who knows how many rooms. It made Daya nervous, if he were to trap him in this house it would take them forever to find him. It probably had a big basement, probably more like a dungeon, his screams would never be heard from there. Maybe there were even vampires in there, maybe the man his self was not a man but a vampire.

"Hello, are you here to see Master Bruen?" Daya jumped, he was too involved in his thoughts, to notice the door open and the butler come out.

"Uh y, yes." His voice quavered, he coughed to clear it.

"Come along then."

Daya followed the butler. Maybe he was a vampire disguised as a butler! 'Okay Daya snap out of it. Not everyone in the world is evil! Man I've been watching too many horror flicks with Duo'

"Sit here, he will be with you shortly."

The couch was huge; every thing seemed gigantic compared to what he had at home. 'He better pay me double, I know he can afford it'

The Butler went up to his employer's bedroom and knocked on the door.

"Master Bruen that boy is here to see you."

He opened the door. "Send him in James, oh yes and by the way you may take the rest of the night off."

"Thank you sir."

Daya walked up the stairs pausing here and there just to look at the home, expecting something to jump out at him at any moment. He pushed the door open, which was slightly ajar.

"Ahh Daya, you have finally arrived. Come in my boy."

Bruen had a strange, British accent. 'Poser there is no way he's really British'

He walked over to him, who was sitting on the bed. Bruen stroked the side of Daya's face with his fingertips.

"How much for the whole evening?"

"Uh, the whole evening? I don't think I can stay that long."

"Why not? I'm paying for you to. You will stay."

"Fine, but don't expect to get me so long next time. It's Five hundred, an extra eighty for strip teasing. I won't do anything till I get the money."

"Don't you trust me? Come on I don't look like a bad guy do I?"

"No I don't. No money no sex." He had learned early not to trust.

"Alright, alright, I'll be right back, five hundred eighty right?" He went into another room to fish out the money.

Daya looked around the room the bed had red, satin sheets, he had lube on the dresser. The drawer to the nightstand was cracked slightly. 'He better no use those on me.' He saw a whip and a pair of handcuffs.

Bruen came back, and handed the money, which ended up, being six hundred, to Daya. He put it in his jacket pocket and took it off. Bruen got closer to him and began kissing him; it was obvious who would play the female counterpart. He pulled off Daya's shirt, looking down to past scars to which he would add more, as he kissed down his chest.