-1Author: Hiriyou
Disclaimer: I don't own the G-boys -cheering from characters of GW- SHUT THE FCK UP! -everyone but hiriyou sweatdrops-
Warnings: AU, lemony goodness, sap, language, OOC, relena-bashing, hilde- bashing, OC, masturbation, and angst, angst, angst!!
Pairings: 3x4x3, 1X2+1X1, 13X1, 13X6, 6X3
Hiriyou: Sorry, no little author/character squabbles this time around:D
Duo: -saunters out of the bedroom- What are you talking about?
Hiriyou: I just said that there weren't going to be any squabbles between us this time.
Duo: -puppy eyes- Between US? I thought you LIKED me? T-T
Hiriyou: -hastily- I do! I do! I really meant Wufei more than anyone. -sweat drops-
Wufei: -bursts in- Hey now!
Hiriyou and Duo together: Oh just shut up!
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//thoughts//
Gunshots and Bloodspots
There were benefits to being the head and single heir of a billion-dollar corporation; one of them being that you had enough money to throw it around without caring where it landed. This time it landed in the lap of several brute-force bodyguards, a few police officers, and even a sniper, in the event that things turned ugly. Quatre doubted the girls were that serious, but he never took chances when it involved the lives of his friends.
Heero was adamant that he had to appear to go them alone, that it would look bad to just show up complete with an army behind him; he didn't want to startle that crazed bitch into something rash, like marring that perfect neck of Duo's. He drove his own car while Quatre and the rest of the bandwagon stayed behind a reasonable two blocks or so, spaced out for about a block of vehicles; respectable distances to try and show indiscrimination to them; the minute Heero called them or yelled or anything they'd screech in ready to maim or disarm, whichever was preferable at the time.
The sleek automobile pulled up to the small barely-there park in Pioneer Square, really it was just a small island of grass, a couple of trees, and a sitting area with an arbor that the city liked to proclaim was a park, but all that matter to him was that he could see the bright blonde head of Relena cast against the moonlight and a hunched figure against her. //DUO!// his mind screamed in rage and twisted agony towards wanting to rush to his love and wanting to pummel his captor.
He parked the car on a street that had no parking, but it didn't matter to him right now. Quatre and his entourage waited where they could just make out his figure leaving the car. Heero walked across the barren road towards this woman--no--this blob-like thing that some people who were at the verge of being legally blind might consider stretching their words and call it a woman, and his boyfriend for past five months or so. "Relena!" he called out angrily.
She smiled grimly as he came nearer. Her love, her only, the one who had spurned her for this wretched fey next to her, a man no less! "Heero, so wonderful to see you again," she purred. His eyes were furious and his hands itched to strike out at her, she laughed but inside she was seething as well. "To what do I give this pleasure?"
"Cut the crap, bitch," his low voice growled at her, she was in a momentary shock from such language from her love! "The game is over, let Duo go!"
"Oh," she glared at him and wrapped her hand around his chin, forcing him to look at his lover, "You mean this bag of dirt?" She raised one manicured hand above him, before Heero could shoot out and cover the distance she brought it down fiercely against the alabaster cheek. Heero screamed and his eyes bulged out staring at Relena and wishing that he had any sort of object that could possibly be made projectile at his dispense right this moment.
"Let. Him. Go," he ground out, willing his body to obey him and not charge after her. "Let him go, Relena," he repeated. "I swear, you'll get minimal sentencing for this if you just let him go NOW." The obnoxious blonde bimbo had the audacity to laugh at him!
"Heero, this isn't about him. It was never about him," her eyes sharpened and narrowed into two chips of frosted glass. "This is about you. All you. It always was. You're the one," she stepped forward, letting Duo's head slump forward as his body wracked with silent sobs, "who wouldn't let our relationship flower. You always refused me, you would never just listen to the logic of nature that a man and a woman should be together." She gave a casual flick of her wrist behind her, "THIS IS NOT A WOMAN!" she screamed. "It is a disgusting, ill-begotten whore who has lured you into his bed!" Relena continued to rant and rave. But Hilde's face, hidden behind the arbor housing Duo, was crestfallen.
'Whore?'
Well, he is.
'Shut up,' her mind said angrily, 'Just shut up now.'
If you don't agree with me, then you must not agree with Relena.
'But she's so smart… Why would she say such horrible things?'
Cause she's a bitch.
'Stop that!' screeched her inner-thoughts.
Well, she is. If you don't agree with me, then you should do something about Relena.
'Who ARE you?'
I told you before the voice sneered. I'm you.
As Relena continued to rave about how the natural law and the Bible itself was abhorred by the disease of homosexuals, Hilde slowly stood to her feet. The cool metal of the black .45 semi-automatic that Relena had taken from somewhere and given her burned against her flesh, neatly tucked inside her jeans' waistband. Seemingly dazed, she reached her hand up and pushed the shirt aside, revealing the black glint of metal against her paler skin; and pulled it free.
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By this time, however, Quatre's men were strategically placed around the scene of Pioneer Square. Not an armed squad of police, but enough police were intermingled that it nearly was. Most of them had their pistols and rifles trained on Relena, waiting for the breath of an armed threat.
Three of them, however, had taken the time to scout closer to the targets and had seen Hilde come up and pull the gun out of her waistband. At the pistol's sudden appearance they too popped up as if the ground had sprouted soldiers to defend the two men.
"HALT!" cried one of the officers, pistol trained and ready to fire on Hilde. Another had already positioned his on Relena's body in the event of her own possible actions. They sat like stone gargoyles in their trooping gear and completely immobile. Hilde was crying softly, muffled sobs as she squinted her eyes and her brain racked through the disorder tensing and cracking her mind and trailing her thoughts behind them in a disarrayed fashion; like a tattered security blanket to an infant.
Hilde's sobs were very easy to hear now and in that flash of moment Duo felt infinite pity for this woman who had obviously gone over the edge. Was it really all because of him? If so then he hated himself; but deep in the logical recesses of his mind he was also just as sure that he was not the entire cause of this and that it went further than he would probably realize. "Stop it, Relena!" she screamed, pointing the shaking gun at her abettor. Through the tangled mess of sheets in her mind she drove to speak clearly, "I may not--not-- I may not have his love," her eyes screwed shut from the concentration it took, "But I still love--love him!" she sobbed uncontrollably through the ranting. "I WON'T LET YOU HURT HIM!" With her final scream she shot at the blonde woman three times, one of the officers fired two shots into Hilde as she released the trigger.
The first shot hit Relena in the clavicle, unbalancing her as the first shot to Hilde caught her in the arm and caused the second shot to Relena to hit her in the stomach. The second shot to Hilde caught her in the ribcage as her arm had flown off of the target and so the last shot to Relena grazed her right calf. Both woman fell down, screaming in agony though there was a sense of malice in Hilde's expression. Warring personalities came together to give peace to her fractured and tormented mind. Sirens wailed in the distance, probably coming from Harborview or Swedish Medical.
Three ambulances arrived after a minute or so; Quatre had already had the number ready and hit the call button on his cellphone the minute a shot was heard. When he came to get a full view of the incident he found Heero cradling a shocked and traumatized American man in his arms and two women bleeding profusely in the dirt of Pioneer Square. The two police officers were doing their best to stem the blood flow from Relena's collarbone and stomach but it seemed to have little effect. Hilde was gasping and clutching her side where a dark pool had caused mud to stick everywhere, but she was still alive. He looked at both women with morose pity and walked closer to comfort his two friends.
"Are you two all right?" Heero nodded numbly to him, stroking the long chestnut hair while the owner of said hair looked up at Quatre with traumatized eyes; his face a scene of sympathy and sadness. Before Duo had a chance to speak, Heero sighed softly and picked him up; the lightweight man felt much lighter than he really should have.
"Please, Quatre, I think we need to leave now." The blonde Arabian nodded, EMTs could wait for now and deal with the two women. He escorted his friends to the private town car he had driven in and ordered driver to take them to Duo's house, now home for Heero as well. "Thank you," came the small, whispered gratitude of his Japanese friend. He smiled softly in response and laid a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Anything, Heero, anything I can do to help."
When they arrived at the small home Heero was able to set Duo down and only needed to help him limping up the stairs. He waved back at his friend and then the town car drove off. They entered the dark and cold house, not bothering to turn on any lights. Heero steered Duo towards the bedroom and helped both of them to remove their clothing. Naked and still in a slight shock, they curled against each other and fell into a listless sleep.
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Aiyah! Finally! Wow. Shorter than usual but I hope it helped to satisfy your thirsts for more CK! ) Take care, everyone, I'll be trying to get chapter 11 up and written as soon as I can! I may need to go on a break for a short while, though, because I need to find a new place to live now. D
Oh, and please-please-please-please PLEASE REVIEW! -puppy dog chibi eyes- I only got ONE review last chapter and so I wasn't feeling very inspired! I need your reivews to feed my artists' muse!