Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.
This is a repost of an old fic over on my Kirallie account, re-read it and decided it needed work.
Same pairings as the original: Heero/Duo, Trowa/Quatre, Treize/Zechs, past Wufei/Sally.
Chapter 1He watched the young man walk down the street from his spot on the rooftop. He knew, he just knew, he was the right one. He'd been watching him for a few nights now and there was more to learn before claiming him but a first meeting wouldn't be a bad idea. What he had seen left him feeling pleased he would soon be taking him from the life he currently lived.
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He shivered as a particularly cold draft found its way through his thin jacket. He really, really hated winter. The fact that he'd just been fired, again, wasn't helping his mood any either. Not that he'd particularly liked that job but it had enabled him to rent a small apartment, now he'd be back on the streets unless he could find another job within a week. He angrily kicked a rock out of his way and sighed. He really hated his life sometimes. He often wondered how different things would be if not for the fire all those years ago. Would he have been adopted? Or would he have remained happily with Father Maxwell and Sister Helen?
He shook his head; he knew better than to dwell on what ifs. It didn't help and just depressed him. A sudden chill of an entirely different sort had him tensing and looking around cautiously, amethyst eyes hidden by his bangs, someone was watching him. He picked his pace up a little, wanting to get back to the relative safety and warmth of the apartment. He was so focused on his unseen follower that he bumped straight into another person and would have fallen if not for the strong arms that suddenly wrapped around him. Startled he glanced up into the bluest eyes he had ever seen.
"Sorry man, guess I'm in a hurry to get home." Duo grinned at the other male and tried to pull away but was unable to. He might not be the strongest guy around but he also wasn't a weakling, the grip was like iron! Intense blue eyes studied him before locking with his own and he felt the strangest sensation pass through him.
"There was no harm done. What is your name?"
To his shock Duo found himself answering, something he would usually never do when faced with a complete stranger especially under the current circumstances. It felt wrong not to answer him though. "Duo Maxwell." The strange sensation was intensifying the longer the stranger held his gaze but Duo found himself unable to look away. A cool hand reached out to touch his cheek before the other released him. For a second he felt the strange rustling in the back of his mind that sometimes happened when in danger, but then it settled down and vanished.
"I will see you again Duo," the stranger whispered and for a second he wanted that more than anything.
Duo blinked and the other was gone. He stood there for a few seconds before shaking his head. Why on earth was he standing in the middle of the sidewalk in the cold? Duo quickly resumed his walk home, unaware of the cold blue eyes that watched him.
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Heero stood on the rooftop, watching as Duo, quickly entered the apartment building. He used his senses and the small link he had established to track the mortal to his apartment before leaving for his own home. He could have taken him on the street and no one would have noticed but half of the fun in a hunt was in the wait, granted this was not a normal hunt but the thrill could still be there. He would observe for a few more nights before making his move.
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"Something the matter Duo?" The braided young man looked up at his friend. Hilde was watching him in concern so he smiled at her.
"Nope. Why?" He smiled at an elderly man as he filled his bowl. Since he wasn't working today he'd decided to help out at the kitchen with Hilde, at least it meant a free meal.
"I don't know, you're acting a bit odd today."
"Well I did just get fired ya know," he pointed out, trying not to sound bitter about it.
"How long do you have?"
"A week. Chill Hilde, I'll figure something out. I always do."
"You can stay with me for a while if you need to."
"Naw, I'll be fine. You worry too much." Duo flashed her a grin as they kept serving. It was boring work but it made him feel better about himself to help out. Not like he had anything else to do now.
They worked the whole day and he stayed back to help lock up as well. "See ya later Hilde!" He waved to her as he left the kitchen, cap pulled down low over his face, braid tucked into his jacket for extra warmth.
"Be careful Duo!"
He gave her a jaunty little wave and headed off through the twilight. He'd only gone two blocks when the hairs on the back of his neck began to stand on end. He picked up his pace, without looking like he was aware of anything wrong and slipped a hand down to where he kept a knife. It wasn't the best parts of town to be wandering alone at night but Duo was a pretty good fighter, curtesy of his many years on the very same streets so he wasn't too worried.
A muffled scream caught his attention and he headed for the alley without thinking about it. He pulled his knife only for it to slip from suddenly numb fingers as he entered the alley and saw what was happening. He watched as the figure dropped the girl's body to the ground and turned towards him. His gaze flickered down and he wanted to be sick, he throat had been torn out and she was obviously beyond help.
Duo began backing out of the alley, wanting room to turn and run or fight but he froze as the figure lunged at him, shoving him hard enough into a wall that he saw stars. He gasped as cold fingers closed around his throat and began to struggle as he felt his feet leaving the ground. His attackers smile was feral and Duo froze as long white fangs were revealed.
"Pretty prey," was hissed before the grip on his neck changed to bare the skin over his vein. Duo could feel his heart pounding as he renewed his struggles. He finally managed to land a solid kick to the mans stomach and the thing hissed in anger. He was pulled closer to its face and froze as his eyes met glowing brown eyes.
He could feel the fight leaving his body as everything became disconnected. His eyelids dropped as a fog seemed to envelope his mind. Nothing really mattered anymore so why fight? He sighed tiredly and let his head hang. He vaguely felt cold breath on his neck but didn't react. He was distantly aware of his body hitting the pavement as he was suddenly dropped to the floor. The sounds of fighting reached his ears but he couldn't force himself to care or move. Within what was probably only minutes the alley was silent again.
He felt gentle hands moving him into a sitting position against the wall and blinked groggily at a vaguely familiar face, feeling the fog beginning to lift from his mind. He recognised…there was…. Glowing blue eyes met his and he began to feel a warm, sleepy feeling, similar to the fog but different too. He was so tired…
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"It's all right Duo, just go to sleep. He will never touch you again; no one will ever touch you like that again. Sleep and forget tonight. Sleep," Heero murmured and Duo slumped forward into his waiting arms, lying limp in his embrace, unable to resist his orders. Heero smiled viciously at his opponent's body, he had dared touch what was his and had paid the price. Heero Yuy shared with no one. The mortal would soon be his, his mate.
Very carefully, he lifted the sleeping young man and leapt to the rooftop, moving quickly to the boys apartment. He easily broke in through a window and settled Duo onto the bed. He lay down next to him and began carefully licking his neck, numbing the skin before he sank his fangs into the warm flesh as gently as possible. He moaned as hot fluid spilled into his mouth and swallowed eagerly. He forced himself to pull back and seal the wound after only two mouthfuls. Lifting his wrist to his mouth he bit into it and let a few drops of his own blood drip into the mortals open mouth, watching him swallow out of reflex.
"You will be mine Duo. When I call you will come to me, no matter what." He brushed cold fingers through chestnut bangs before leaving the apartment. He had a lot to do to prepare for his mate. Turning and claming a mate was a very long process but he was nothing but patient, he could wait as long as it took.
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Duo groaned and rolled over, burrowing further under the thin blankets. His body ached as if he'd been in a fight but he couldn't remember being in one. He paused; then again he didn't remember anything past leaving the kitchen. He sat up warily; yes he was in his apartment. So how had he gotten there?
He got up and stumbled into his kitchen, pouring himself a glass of water before slumping down at the table. He didn't feel like he had a hangover but then again he didn't have the money for alcohol so he couldn't have been drunk. Why couldn't he remember?
He forced himself into the shower and then headed out for a day of job hunting and trying to ignore how could it was. Th next two days were spent fruitlessly searching and trying to ignore the sensation of eyes on him that came and went in the evening.
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Heero watched Duo as much as possible, drawn to him like a moth to a flame. He had such a…zest for life, despite how hard his obviously was. Heero knew the Councils plans and he knew he had to have Duo safely removed from the population before then or he'd risk losing him to another who just wanted a pretty pet. His stubbornness was attractive but it would also make things much more challenging, good thing he liked challenges then.
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Duo groaned as someone banged on the door. He got up and opened it to see his landlord. The man grinned coldly and he knew he wasn't going to like it.
"Heard you lost your job, rat."
"Yeah, I'm looking for a new one," Duo answered more calmly then he felt.
"Don't bother." The mans grin set off warning bells in his head but he was too slow to react. Duo yelped as two men appeared and grabbed his arms, forcing them behind his back painfully. "I've been wantin' to get rid of you from the start. Have fun boys, just dump 'im in an alley after." Duo paled slightly as the two men grinned nastily at him. This was going to hurt. He braced himself as well as he could and then his world exploded in pain.
He must have passed out because he came to in an alley way and it was already getting dark. Duo groaned and pulled his thin jacket more firmly around his body. He could barely move after the beating he'd received at the hands of those two thugs and now had only the clothes on his back. In his condition he doubted he'd make it to the kitchen or Hilde's so he was pretty much screwed with night falling and the temperature already plummeting towards zero. He shivered violently, teeth clacking together and tried to will some warmth into his body. Unless he got up he knew he was a goner but he couldn't. He was so out of it he didn't even here the approaching footsteps until it was too late.
"Well, well. What do we have here?" Duo managed to look up, not that it helped with two black eyes.
"Pretty little thing aren't ya."
Duo swallowed. No, he was imaging them, they weren't there and definitely weren't saying anything like that, the world couldn't hate him that much.
"Stop taunting and pick him up. Clean him up nice and the boss can make a bit with him."
Duo tried to fight back but he was simply too badly beaten. He tried to scream for help as a syringe was emptied into a vein and his world went black.
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Duo staggered as he came back to consciousness. He was being dragged down a hall, maybe. It was hard to focus on anything and everything seemed to keep changing. He felt himself giggle slightly and stumble again.
"Looks like sleeping beauty's awake. Still doped but awake. Hey kid, you hear me?"
Duo giggled again at the weird figure making funny sounds in front of him.
"Still too far under, good. At least this way he'll be easy to control." They pushed Duo through a door and then held him still.
"So this is our new acquisition. Good job boys." The two thugs stood straighter as a thin older man stood and stepped closer. Using the head of his cane he tilted the braided young man's head up and smiled. "Very good job. I'm assuming you already gave him a dose?"
Duo giggling again and swaying alarmingly on his feet answered that question.
The man circled him and Duo continued to giggle. "A good reaction to the drug. Take him for a full medical and get him cleaned up a bit. Keep him drugged, I want him addicted within a week. Do we have a name?"
"No sir, found him beat up in an alley."
"A street rat, perfect. Take him away. No wait. Let's see how he likes this." The man went back to his desk and opened an ornate box, carefully selecting a vial before locking the box and returning to the group. "Open his mouth." The thugs obeyed and the man carefully tipped the vials contents down the Duo's throat.
He choked slightly before swallowing and slumping in the thug's arms, eyes rolling and limbs spasming slightly.
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Duo lay on the bed, glassy eyes wandering even as he giggled, various muscles spasming from time to time. He was restrained, not that he was aware of it, or the medical personnel who were looking him over, taking samples for testing. If he was seriously ill he would be worthless, those were killed and their bodies dumped elsewhere to ensure nothing could tie back to them. His tests came back clear, his injuries healing on their own, meaning his was valuable enough to commit resources to.
He was taken to a room and secured to a hospital bed, an IV set up, feeding him the drugs and also fluids, other equipment and monitors placed to ensure he would survive in good physical condition.
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Duo groaned, his head felt like it was going to explode and he couldn't clear it well enough to think. He tried to move only to find he couldn't without sending white-hot shards of pain throughout his entire body.
"Awake again are we?" He barely managed to crack one eye open and try to glare at the speaker. "Now don't do that. I'd hate to have to punish you for impertinence."
Duo groaned again, head screaming in pain from the volume.
"My boys were right; you really do clean up pretty. I'd imagine you are in considerable pain right now. That would be withdrawal. You've spent the last week quite high on designer drugs but you are well overdue for another dose. However I need you at least semi-coherent at the moment and not a giggling idiot. I will ask you some questions. Answer honestly and I'll give you your dose. Lie or fail to answer and I will leave you like this. Oh, and don't think you can just wait out the withdrawal, you can't. I am very good at what I do boy, without regular doses you will slowly lose your mind until you are a simple babbling idiot with fewer brain cells than a rock. Am I clear?"
"Yes." Duo managed to ground out.
"Good. Name?"
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'Duo.' He giggled. The voice was back, such a pretty voice all in his head. 'Duo.' He continued to giggle; unaware of the fact that he was chained to a bed or that he was under guard. 'Soon Duo. Soon you will be mine.' Silly voice how could he belong to it?
He didn't notice the guards exchanging a look before one approached him with a syringe and plunged it into a vein, adding another needle mark to his bruised arm. The guards preferred just injecting them to adding things to the IV's. He gasped as his body began convulsing before passing out.
"How long do you reckon this one will last?"
"Not long with how much junk we're pumping into him. Once the drugs have done their job he isn't our problem anymore anyway."
"Where do think they'll send him?"
"With his looks? That's easy."
"Guess so. Bet if he knew he'd be glad for the drugs."
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Heero studied the room before smiling. Finally, everything was ready. He'd chosen a room far beneath ground level for safety so there were no windows. The bed was king sized and as comfortable as he could make it, not that the intended occupant would be aware of it. Candles were set in strategic places for light while unlit incense sticks were ready and waiting.
He was exhausted from setting up the necessary protections and wards but it was worth it. Duo would be his no matter what. He could wait the necessary century or more for everyone and everything the mortal held dear to be gone. Then Duo would have no one but him to turn to.
Even so far underground he could feel the sun beginning to rise, so he left the room and headed for his own to sleep for the day. He would take his mate later that night. The small pulses of calling he sent during the day should have been enough to weaken any resistance by now. Heero stripped and crawled into bed, falling into a death like sleep almost instantly.
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He gripped his cane tightly as he watched the figure on the bed. He had stopped giggling two days ago to the relief of the guards, apparently they found it annoying. The boy's head lolled listlessly on the bed even as an occasional spasm racked his body. Amethyst eyes were wide and unseeing as they darted, never settling on anything. He was rather perfect, his looks were exotic between his eye colour and long hair, and his he looked younger than he was, something that could be further enhanced if wished through clothing and makeup. He ran a gloved hand down the boys cheek and received a moan, but not of pain. He smiled; the drugs were working better than he ever dreamt.
"Duo." Amethyst eyes tried to focus on him before the boy gave up. "Good." He undid the restraints and stepped back. "Stand up." He watched as the slender body struggled to rise and then stand, swaying unsteadily. "Turn around." Still swaying Duo obeyed.
"You've truly outdone yourself this time old friend." He turned to his companion and nodded at the compliment. "May I?"
"Of course." The second man stepped closer and gripped the teen's chin, forcing his head up. He waved a hand in front of unfocused eyes but there was no reaction. "Completely obedient?"
"But of course. Nothing but the best for you. Twenty one years old but could easily pass as far younger, maybe even as young as sixteen and…untouched, adding to his price. I have the medical reports to prove it."
"You will receive your money in the usual way. I have a car so I will take him now."
"As you wish. Conscious or unconscious?"
"Un… what was that?" Those were the last words he ever uttered as he collapsed, dead before he hit the floor. The other man twisted his cane, allowing a slender blade to slip free, eyes wildly searching the room for the assailant. He froze as he felt cold hands lifting him easily from the floor to slam into a wall. He tried to scream as glowing blue eyes met his, angry beyond belief. He felt the world become hazy as his body relaxed.
"What have you done to my Mate?" A low voice hissed and so he answered.
"Drugged."
"Why?"
"To sell."
"For what purpose?"
"Slave house."
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"What sort of slave house?" Heero hissed, even though he was pretty sure he knew.
"Sex."
He screamed in rage and then broke the man's neck, he would not dirty himself with his blood. He turned to see his mate still standing where he'd been left, not reacting to anything that had happened. Heero reached for the bond his blood had created and opened it. He immediately wanted to pull back from the feel of Duo's mind. Thanks to the drugs it was a mess so first thing first, fix that. A loud banging caught his attention and he swore, so he was going to have to get them out of there first. He easily picked up an unprotesting Duo and simply leapt from the fifth story window.
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Heero put his precious burden down on the couch. He blamed himself for the mortal's condition; he should have kept a closer eye on him. He reached again for the bond while moving so that he had easy access to the vein in Duo's neck. He licked it and then bit and nearly spat the tainted blood straight back out but instead forced himself to swallow. He removed as much of it as he could without killing Duo and then began going through his mind, trying to put everything back to normal.
When he finally finished two hours later Duo was deathly pale and unconscious but he would live and be all right when he woke, maybe a little disorientated and weak. He covered him gently with a blanket and then left the room to finish the very last preparations that he'd originally left to be handled once he had Duo. He would give Duo a few days in the apartment to recover before calling him to him but he would be keeping a closer eye on him this time.
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Duo stared up at the unfamiliar ceiling, trying to work out what was going on. His memories were hazy and he felt incredibly weak. Groaning he pushed himself into a sitting position to find he was on a couch and had been covered by a nice woollen blanket. What had happened to him? He focused, trying to remember. He'd woken in an alley, too sore to move and then the men had come. He raised his arm to see multiple needle marks and forced himself from the couch and into the nearby bathroom, heaving violently into the toilet.
A vague memory flittered through his mind of an older man questioning him and he had answered, wanting what he had offered. Drugs, he'd been addicted to some weird sort of drugs. So where was he now and why did he feel okay? He stumbled back out of the bathroom and into the kitchen where a note lay.
Duo,
You are safe in the apartment. The men that took you have been dealt with. Under no circumstances are you to leave. There is plenty of food and movies for your entertainment. You lost a lot of blood so drink plenty of fluid to replace it.
The note was unsigned and he was unsure whether or not to trust it.
'Duo.'
He froze. Maybe the drugs hadn't worn off as much as he'd thought.
'Trust me Duo. Eat.'
Duo blinked. He was back on the couch with a half-eaten ham sandwich and a large glass of juice. How had that happened? Shrugging he finished the food and lay down to sleep, exhausted which made sense if he was still getting over drugs.
Heero smiled as he watched through the window. Soon.
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Duo paced the apartment restlessly. It had been a week since he'd woken on the couch and he was going out of his mind with frustration. He'd tried leaving several times only to suddenly find himself halfway through doing something else. It was like he was blacking out for some reason and he didn't like it. Or the voice he kept hearing in his head.
'Duo.'
That voice. Duo sighed and closed his eyes. "You're not real. Just a figment of my imagination." He heard an amused chuckle and shivered. "Look pal, thanks for the rescue but I have a life to get back to! My friends will be worried about me by now."
'You don't need them. I'm coming Duo. You'll be mine soon.'
"Back up pal I belong to no one!" Duo snarled. There was no answer and he relaxed a little. Was he going insane? He listlessly channel surfed for a while before going to bed, sleeping well.
The next morning he was up, showered and dressed early, a feeling on anticipation in the air. He ate breakfast and then wandered the apartment for exercise.
"Duo."
He spun and then backed up. Standing at the other side of the room was a dark haired, pale male dressed in black jeans and a green tank top. In the middle of winter. How had he gotten into the apartment without making any noise? There was something…familiar?
"Stay away from me." Duo looked around wildly for a weapon, still backing up.
"I won't hurt you Duo."
"Yeah right." Duo made the mistake of meeting his gaze and stopped moving. He'd never seen such blue eyes before. He blinked slowly as a feeling of peace descended over him.
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"Come to me Duo." Heero held out his hand but didn't move, Duo had to come to him. He remained passive as Duo took a jerky step forward. The blood bond and his rather impressive powers overriding Duo's natural distrust and defences. "That's it Duo. Come to me. No one will ever hurt you again." He smiled as Duo began walking slowly towards him, arm rising sluggishly.
When he was just out of reach Heero stepped back slightly. "Keep coming Duo." He could see the fight in Duo's eyes but it was pointless, the mortal could not resist his will. His smile widened as the fight gradually left Duo's eyes and they glazed over, eyelids drooping. "Take my hand."
This time he didn't move back and a warm hand met his cold one. He entwined their fingers and gently began leading Duo out of the apartment and onto the streets. Had anyone been able to see them it would have appeared that Duo was sleepwalking but Heero kept them safe from mortal sight. He smirked as a small, goofy grin spread across Duo's face. He continued to lead Duo out of the city and towards his home, careful to avoid any obstacles. With a big enough shock Duo could break free and that was the last thing he wanted. The door opened as they approached and Heero carefully lead Duo into his house and then down the stairs towards the prepared room. Duo paused on the threshold and Heero felt his hold waver for a second as Duo's eyes wandered.
"Duo," he called his attention back so that their eyes met again and Duo sighed sleepily. He stepped closer to Duo, placing his hands on his shoulders and then steered him to the bed, pushing him down gently so that he was sitting on the edge.
Heero knelt and removed Duo's shoes and socks before standing and beginning to unbutton his shirt. Duo remained completely passive the entire time, even as his pants were removed. Once he was naked Heero gently pushed him back to lie amongst the pillows and covered him lightly.
"Sleep Duo. Sleep and dream of me." He watched as Duo's eyes fluttered close and his breathing deepened. Heero leant down and kissed him softly, earning a sleepy but content murmur.
He smiled and then moved away from the bed, lighting the pre-prepared incense before begging the necessary chants. He watched as Duo's breathing began to slow until it was to the point where even his enhanced senses had trouble detecting it, able to hear his heart slow, the blood in his veins slowly further and further. He began backing out of the room, still chanting and then closed the door and activated the glyphs on it. He stopped chanting and smirked. No one but him was getting into that room and he wouldn't open the door for at least a century. As long as the door remained shut Duo would remain in a type of suspended animation, unchanging no matter how much time passed outside.
Once he woke Heero would devote his time to wooing the mortal but for now he had other matters to attend to. Like finding the rest of those who had nearly taken his mate from him. Much longer with those drugs in his system and Duo would have been lost to him. Needless to say he was not happy and there is nothing worse than a pissed off four thousand year old vampire.
TBC…