Well, here it is: my first
multipart Gundam Wing fic. I don't know if I will actually complete it…but we
can hope, right?? :p I hope you will stick with me on this! ^_^
Watch for some 1x2, 5x2,
and I might just throw in some 3x4! Sound like fun?? ^_^ And also, since I am a
bad writer, watch for almost everyone being OOC ;p Sorry…please enjoy the first
part!! – July 25, 2001
~~ Jewel of the Sea, part 1
~~
Wufei smirked when he saw
Heero walking briskly down the warped dock, his boots clicking sharply on the
weathered wood. He didn't look too happy, Wufei observed, as his friend came
closer. He suspected it had something to do with the boy that two of Heero's
ship hands were dragging behind them.
Wufei could only watch in amusement as Heero stomped up the
gangplank leading to Wufei's ship, stopping only to grab the boy from the men
and throw him at Wufei's feet.
"Fix him up," was
Heero said.
Wufei smirked again as he crouched down next to the boy, a
finger raising the boy's face to his own. The boy's eyes were slightly glazed,
and Wufei guessed it was caused by a hit to the head, which that would explain
the dried blood crusted on his head and in his hair.
"What on earth did
you do to him, Heero?!" Wufei exclaimed after the boy passed out and he saw the
full extent of the wound and all the bruises that marred the boy's skin.
Heero scowled at the accusation. "I did nothing to him."
"Oh? Than how did he manage to get into this state? And what do
you want with him, anyway?" Wufei asked as he picked up the boy, who was
surprisingly light, and carried him off in the direction of his cabin.
Heero followed. It was always the same. "I caught him pick
pocketing me. He is fast, though, and managed to get away from me. However, it
looks like he ran into some old friends. I stopped them before they killed him.
I am going to bring him back to my ship."
"Oh? How nice…"
Wufei mumbled, paying more attention to bandaging the wound on the boy's head
than to Heero.
Heero didn't speak after that, preferring to let Wufei work
in silence than to talk to him, which he knew was perfectly all right with the
other boy.
The two had been friends for many years. They had started
out in the pirate business together, sharing the title of caption on the ship
the both chipped in to pay for. The ship had been a piece of junk, in reality,
but it sailed, and at the time, that was all they wanted. As they began to
steal more stuff and attacked more important ships, their wealth grew, and it
wasn't long until they separated, each buying their own ship and crew and
sailing off in different directions.
They were still close, though, and, as they say, great minds
think alike, so they often ended up docking at the same port cities, such as
they had this time. And Wufei often ended up doctoring up all the pretty girls
and boys that Heero found and insisted on surrounding himself with. Wufei
thought it was quite ridiculous, but it wasn't any of his business what Heero
did and who he bedded with.
"And there you are," Wufei said as he tucked the end of the
bandage under the rest that surrounded the boys head, smiling at Heero as he
straightened up. "There you go Heero, your newest toy is ready to be played
with and, of course, tossed aside when you are tired of it."
"You are not one to talk," Heero snorted as he stared down
at the unconscious boy on Wufei's bed. He was beautiful. His mass of chestnut
hair lay pooled around him, framing his face like it was some magnificent
portrait. And when they were actually open, the boy had the most wonderful
violet eyes. Heero loved those eyes. Perhaps the boy would not be here right
now if Heero had not looked into his eyes, for it was the eyes that first drew
Heero's attention to him and led to the pirate finding out he had been pick
pocketed.
"Hmmm, I suppose you are right, but I am not nearly as bad
as you. Your bedmates sometimes don't even last one week!" Wufei laughed,
finding the familiar conversation amusing. "Come on, I don't know how long he
will be out." He gestured for Heero to sit down and called for some wine. "Let
us drink to old times, friend."
Heero nodded in agreement and watched Wufei pour the wine.
"To old times, and new adventures, let us always experience them as friends."
With the wine, the two
talked about those old times, reliving their young adventures, and talking
about what they would like to accomplish in the many years they still had of
being the most feared pirates on the seas.
It wasn't until the moan
came from the bed did they remember that they weren't in the room alone. Both
men turned to look at the boy, whose eyes fluttered open and blinked wearily
until they came to settle on the two.
"Where am I?" The boy
asked, his eyes darting to take in his surroundings before quickly resting back
on his captures, which was really all he could be to be ready if they tried
anything.
Wufei stood up, raising his
hands when he saw the younger boy flinch. "I just want to check up on your
wound…may I, please?"
The boy's hand flew to his
head, obviously not noticing the bandage before that point. He regarded Wufei
with suspicion, but didn't object when Wufei came closer, eventually unraveling
the bandage that encased the boy's head.
"What is your name?" Wufei finally
asked, realizing that Heero was going to sit and stare and not make any
attempts to learn about his latest catch.
"Where am I?" The boy asked
again, not answering the question he was asked.
Wufei glanced back at
Heero. Once again, the other man made no attempt to talk to the boy. And once
again, Wufei did the talking.
"You are on my ship."
"Oh. That explains a lot,"
The boy snapped, either incredibly brave, or not knowing who he was talking to.
"You asked me where you
were, and I answered. Perhaps you should have been more specific if you were
looking for a different answer," Wufei informed him, yanking a bit harder than
necessary on the bandage, causing the boy to yelp in pain. Heero snickered in
the background.
"Ouch! Watch it man! Good
hair is hard to come by! And I would like to keep mine, thank you very much!"
The boy exclaimed, clutching a handful of his messy hair protectively to his
chest while glaring at Wufei. "Fine, you want specifics? Ok, I can do
that. Why am I on your ship, what did you do to me while I was unconscious, and
when do I get to go home?"
Wufei smirked and fingered
the sword at his side, loving how Duo swallowed nervously when he caught sight
of the weapon he hadn't noticed before. "Very good, you are a fast learner. But
of course, you never answered my question. Enlighten us, if you would. What is
your name?"
Duo sat up a bit straighter
as he answered the question. "I am Duo Maxwell. Surely you have heard the name
Maxwell. We are a very well off and important family."
"Hmmmm…Funny, I have never
heard of the Maxwell family before. I guess your good name was what led you to
try and steal something from me, right? Perhaps you are not as famous as you
claim to be. You poor poor soul," Heero mocked as he stood up and made his way
to stand in front of Duo.
Duo backed away slightly
from Heero, trying not to seem afraid of the other man. "Ok, I told you my
name, so would you please tell me what is going on here?"
"Well Duo, after you
attempted to rob this good man here, you got the shit beaten out of you and-"
"Uh yeah, thanks for
stating the obvious here."
"And my friend rescued you
before you were killed. He, obviously, brought you here where I bandaged up
that hole in your head so you wouldn't bleed to death. And neither of us did
anything to you while you were passed out. Pirates we are, but we are above
petty rape." Wufei told him, watching Duo's reaction as he spoke.
Duo didn't seem too
surprised or worried at all. "Pirates, eh? How quaint. So what stupid names did
you guys take on?"
"None. We just go by the
names we were given at birth. Wufei and Heero, of course."
Duo's jaw dropped, and he
began to realize the full extent of the situation he had gotten himself into.
People may not recognize his name, but you had to have been a fool not to know
about Heero and Wufei. They were only the two people everyone feared when they
had to travel the seas. They were the only two people who always managed to
slip right through the authorities fingers time and time again, never getting
caught. They were the only people who could make Duo fear for his life.
Duo licked his lips
nervously, not liking the way either of the boys were looking at him. "Wow.
Ummm…well, it was really nice to have met you two and all. I am a big fan of
your work, really…so, you know, it is always nice to meet an idol…idols, I
mean…" Duo trailed off, swallowing loudly in the quiet of the room. "Could
I…could I please go now? I mean, I am really thankful to you both for saving my
life, and I am sorry for that pickpocket thing. It was a mistake and all. I
will be sure it never happens again and…"
Duo watched as the two boys
standing in front of him exchanged a knowing glance. He didn't like it. Not one
bit.
"Hey, when can I go home?"
He asked again.
Heero smirked down at the
boy and grabbed Duo's chin, gently enough not to hurt, but forcefully enough to
show who was in command. His eyes locked with the boy's beneath him as he
spoke. "Duo, you won't be going home anytime soon, I am afraid. You are going
to be staying with me now. Forever."
TBC…
Well, so there is the first
part. Not much plot wise, just setting everything up. Like it? :p I hope to
have the next part up soon. I hope you will check back for it!! ^__^
8:38 p.m. central time,
July 27, 2001.
