Hiya everyone! It's me! Remember??? ME!?!?! AKA: QUATRE LOVER?!?! STRIKE A BELL?!?! Readers: Um…not really. . OoOoOoOo! Frustration! Oh well, I haven't written for a long time anyway.
Warnings: Lovely shounen-ai! 1x2/2x1 mostly AU ficcie with an extreme OOC Heero.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. . OoOoOo! More frustration!
Notes: "…" spoken dialogue '…' thoughts
Rating: PG for minor eensy weensy violence, rating will change probably, I dunno
Okay now, on with da show!
Wind Blown Destinies-Chapter One
By: Deathwing
The cool winter air encompassed the young brunette sitting, huddled up in a ball on the muddy roadside. Every once in a while, the brown haired boy would look up, a pair of dark indigo eyes etched with sadness scanning the horizon.
"What did I do to deserve this?"
~*~
Fiery eyes burned with hatred as steel met steel in a resounding clash. The thin blades parried, thrust, and blocked, the metallic clang vibrating into the air.
"You will die by my blade, sir prince! You and your tyranny! I should be free to do whatever I like!"
"Such words from you, my lord, do you not have any respect at all?"
The two combatants glared daggers at each other as they searched for an opening in the other's defenses. With a final blunt swish, the final blow was delivered. A body crumpled to the ground, eyes wide in shock. The faint dripping of blood created an echoing gap in the haunting silence. There was a sickening sound as the sword was pulled out of the dying man. The man uttered his last breath and his eyes closed. Forever.
~*~
Duo got up, slowly and painfully. Sitting by the roadside on a winter day wasn't exactly the most comfortable thing. Not the least bit comfortable for a prince anyway.
"If they could see me now," Duo muttered sourly. "The prince of Lethian, covered from head to toe in muck and crying like there's no tomorrow."
However, the sorrow would not subside from him. Just a few hours ago, it had seemed like lifetimes…the young prince's whole life had turned upside down. Duo recalled the events in his head. He had run away. No, not just that…he had betrayed his kingdom by running like the coward he was. A true ruler would have died with his kingdom but no…he had been selfish, caring only about his own life… Lethian had been attacked. No one was really sure who massacred the kingdom although rumors about it being Sumpaaria were definitely not to be ignored. Whoever it was, they had done a good job. Only Duo, son of King Garoth and crown prince of Lethian had survived.
Duo looked at the muddy, rain slicked road ahead of him. 'A road must lead someplace…' Shivering and torn, the young prince staggered of to where destiny would take him.
~*~
Heero, prince and heir to the throne of Sumpaaria wiped his bloodied blade and stood proudly over his defeated foe.
"Traitor…you got what you deserved," Heero hissed and walked away. As soon as he appeared into open ground, two royal guards appeared before him.
"Your highness, all rebellions have been put out but I'm afraid that the lord has escaped."
"Nonsense," Heero smirked. "I think I took care of him rather well." The two guards nodded nervously. Ever since the nearby kingdom of Lethian had grown to great power, many had turned traitor to Sumpaaria and joined the rivaling kingdom.
"Anything else to report?" Heero asked sharply.
"The attack on Lethian went well, sire, no survivors have been found."
"Good," Heero said, keeping the regret he had to himself. Lethian would have made a good ally, he was sure of it. Pity they had destroyed it. The two kingdoms had been at war for many years and now, with some luck, those wars were over.
"Tell the others to head back to the palace. I need to speak to my father," Heero commanded, mounting his horse and taking off toward the royal gates.
~*~
Heero walked into his father's chamber, head held high and looking very princely indeed. His father was old and would soon pass away. He was even too weak to get out of bed and rule the kingdom properly. Heero sighed inwardly. He knew that his father, the Great King Jaye of Sumpaaria would never have allowed all the rebellions to start. The young boy wondered if he would ever be able to rule like his father had.
"My son…" King Jaye beckoned softly. "What brings you here?"
"Father," Heero hesitated. "I have destroyed Lethian and now perhaps…the rebellions will come to an end…"
"Heero," Heero knew better than to ignore his father's wise words. "Wars do not end wars. You must find the true meaning of peace as well as how to attain it…"
A long silence greeted this.
"Son, I will pass on and you will have to take the throne."
"Father, I am not ready!" Heero blurted "I can not control an entire kingdom alone!"
"You won't be alone. When is the wedding? Next week? You will have a fair queen to rule by your side."
Heero winced. He did not want to marry the princess of Sank. He did not love her at all.
"But father, I do not love her! Why must you force me to marry like this?"
"Heero…this is not a deal of love. Relena will help you rule and besides, and besides," King Jaye winked. "You need kids."
Heero looked faintly disgusted. "Yes, father…" He turned to leave.
"Remember my words, Heero."
Heero frowned and walked out into the long corridor.
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERO!!!!"
"Oh no…" Heero grimaced. "Not her…"
~*~
"Ow! Hey! Unhand me at once!"
"Silence, you little street rat!"
"Street rat? Why I oughta…"
"SILENCE!"
Duo was buffeted to the ground by a burly guard.
"What is your business here?" the guard snarled.
"I would like to speak with your ruler of this kingdom!" Duo snapped, forgetting that he did not look all that princely at the moment. The guard laughed loudly.
"Who do you think you are? A prince?" the guard continued to laugh.
"As a matter of fact, I am!" Duo stated firmly.
The guard seized Duo roughly by the shoulders. "Come on now, you flea bitten scoundrel! Let's see what the prince has to say to an arrogant piece of filth like you!"
~*~
Heero sat on the throne, listening to the annoying princess chatter on and on while latched onto his arm like a maddened leech. It was unbelievable to believe that someone could actually talk so much about absolutely nothing.
"And for our honeymoon, we can go to the aquatic gardens in Sank and then you can take me to the dance club and then…"
The huge oak doors swung open as a young teen with long brown hair pulled in a braid was thrown onto the floor at Heero's feet. The mysterious youth looked up at Heero with gorgeous violet eyes that held a strong gleam of defiance. Heero almost lost his breath as the glittering amethystine orbs glared up at him.
"You highness, this filthy street brat has requested to see you, claiming to be a high prince!" the guard stated, sneering mockingly down at Duo.
Relena pointed a finger at Duo. "Dispose of this piece of garbage immediately!" she shrieked. "I can't stand to look at him!"
Heero stood up. "Shut up, Relena. You there!" he pointed at the prince of Lethian. "Follow me."
Duo scrambled to his feet and hurried off after the dark haired prince. Somehow, he seemed…familiar…as if they had met before.
'How strange…' Duo thought to himself as he followed Heero down a wide hallway.
Heero, too, had a strange sense of familiarity with the mysterious boy. Wanting to investigate this matter further, he led Duo to his chambers and closed the door.
"So…um…what are you going to do with me now?" Duo asked nonchalantly.
"Be thankful you're not in the dungeons right now, boy!" Heero replied sharply. "Learn to respect your saviors."
"Hmmmph. Who are you anyway?" Duo asked.
Heero had taken a slight liking to this longhaired youth.
"I am Heero, prince of Sumpaaria and son of King Jaye."
Duo's eyes widened in disbelief. "Prince of…of Sumpaaria? I thought I had killed you!"
"Can't be!" Heero gasped. "Duo of Lethian?"
Duo smiled menacingly. "So, finally, we meet again."
TBC…
Wahoo! I'm working on the next chapter, don't chya worry! Be patient for a few days okay? Please R&R, thank you! 1x2 is a comin' don't ye fret!
Warnings: Lovely shounen-ai! 1x2/2x1 mostly AU ficcie with an extreme OOC Heero.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. . OoOoOo! More frustration!
Notes: "…" spoken dialogue '…' thoughts
Rating: PG for minor eensy weensy violence, rating will change probably, I dunno
Okay now, on with da show!
Wind Blown Destinies-Chapter One
By: Deathwing
The cool winter air encompassed the young brunette sitting, huddled up in a ball on the muddy roadside. Every once in a while, the brown haired boy would look up, a pair of dark indigo eyes etched with sadness scanning the horizon.
"What did I do to deserve this?"
~*~
Fiery eyes burned with hatred as steel met steel in a resounding clash. The thin blades parried, thrust, and blocked, the metallic clang vibrating into the air.
"You will die by my blade, sir prince! You and your tyranny! I should be free to do whatever I like!"
"Such words from you, my lord, do you not have any respect at all?"
The two combatants glared daggers at each other as they searched for an opening in the other's defenses. With a final blunt swish, the final blow was delivered. A body crumpled to the ground, eyes wide in shock. The faint dripping of blood created an echoing gap in the haunting silence. There was a sickening sound as the sword was pulled out of the dying man. The man uttered his last breath and his eyes closed. Forever.
~*~
Duo got up, slowly and painfully. Sitting by the roadside on a winter day wasn't exactly the most comfortable thing. Not the least bit comfortable for a prince anyway.
"If they could see me now," Duo muttered sourly. "The prince of Lethian, covered from head to toe in muck and crying like there's no tomorrow."
However, the sorrow would not subside from him. Just a few hours ago, it had seemed like lifetimes…the young prince's whole life had turned upside down. Duo recalled the events in his head. He had run away. No, not just that…he had betrayed his kingdom by running like the coward he was. A true ruler would have died with his kingdom but no…he had been selfish, caring only about his own life… Lethian had been attacked. No one was really sure who massacred the kingdom although rumors about it being Sumpaaria were definitely not to be ignored. Whoever it was, they had done a good job. Only Duo, son of King Garoth and crown prince of Lethian had survived.
Duo looked at the muddy, rain slicked road ahead of him. 'A road must lead someplace…' Shivering and torn, the young prince staggered of to where destiny would take him.
~*~
Heero, prince and heir to the throne of Sumpaaria wiped his bloodied blade and stood proudly over his defeated foe.
"Traitor…you got what you deserved," Heero hissed and walked away. As soon as he appeared into open ground, two royal guards appeared before him.
"Your highness, all rebellions have been put out but I'm afraid that the lord has escaped."
"Nonsense," Heero smirked. "I think I took care of him rather well." The two guards nodded nervously. Ever since the nearby kingdom of Lethian had grown to great power, many had turned traitor to Sumpaaria and joined the rivaling kingdom.
"Anything else to report?" Heero asked sharply.
"The attack on Lethian went well, sire, no survivors have been found."
"Good," Heero said, keeping the regret he had to himself. Lethian would have made a good ally, he was sure of it. Pity they had destroyed it. The two kingdoms had been at war for many years and now, with some luck, those wars were over.
"Tell the others to head back to the palace. I need to speak to my father," Heero commanded, mounting his horse and taking off toward the royal gates.
~*~
Heero walked into his father's chamber, head held high and looking very princely indeed. His father was old and would soon pass away. He was even too weak to get out of bed and rule the kingdom properly. Heero sighed inwardly. He knew that his father, the Great King Jaye of Sumpaaria would never have allowed all the rebellions to start. The young boy wondered if he would ever be able to rule like his father had.
"My son…" King Jaye beckoned softly. "What brings you here?"
"Father," Heero hesitated. "I have destroyed Lethian and now perhaps…the rebellions will come to an end…"
"Heero," Heero knew better than to ignore his father's wise words. "Wars do not end wars. You must find the true meaning of peace as well as how to attain it…"
A long silence greeted this.
"Son, I will pass on and you will have to take the throne."
"Father, I am not ready!" Heero blurted "I can not control an entire kingdom alone!"
"You won't be alone. When is the wedding? Next week? You will have a fair queen to rule by your side."
Heero winced. He did not want to marry the princess of Sank. He did not love her at all.
"But father, I do not love her! Why must you force me to marry like this?"
"Heero…this is not a deal of love. Relena will help you rule and besides, and besides," King Jaye winked. "You need kids."
Heero looked faintly disgusted. "Yes, father…" He turned to leave.
"Remember my words, Heero."
Heero frowned and walked out into the long corridor.
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERO!!!!"
"Oh no…" Heero grimaced. "Not her…"
~*~
"Ow! Hey! Unhand me at once!"
"Silence, you little street rat!"
"Street rat? Why I oughta…"
"SILENCE!"
Duo was buffeted to the ground by a burly guard.
"What is your business here?" the guard snarled.
"I would like to speak with your ruler of this kingdom!" Duo snapped, forgetting that he did not look all that princely at the moment. The guard laughed loudly.
"Who do you think you are? A prince?" the guard continued to laugh.
"As a matter of fact, I am!" Duo stated firmly.
The guard seized Duo roughly by the shoulders. "Come on now, you flea bitten scoundrel! Let's see what the prince has to say to an arrogant piece of filth like you!"
~*~
Heero sat on the throne, listening to the annoying princess chatter on and on while latched onto his arm like a maddened leech. It was unbelievable to believe that someone could actually talk so much about absolutely nothing.
"And for our honeymoon, we can go to the aquatic gardens in Sank and then you can take me to the dance club and then…"
The huge oak doors swung open as a young teen with long brown hair pulled in a braid was thrown onto the floor at Heero's feet. The mysterious youth looked up at Heero with gorgeous violet eyes that held a strong gleam of defiance. Heero almost lost his breath as the glittering amethystine orbs glared up at him.
"You highness, this filthy street brat has requested to see you, claiming to be a high prince!" the guard stated, sneering mockingly down at Duo.
Relena pointed a finger at Duo. "Dispose of this piece of garbage immediately!" she shrieked. "I can't stand to look at him!"
Heero stood up. "Shut up, Relena. You there!" he pointed at the prince of Lethian. "Follow me."
Duo scrambled to his feet and hurried off after the dark haired prince. Somehow, he seemed…familiar…as if they had met before.
'How strange…' Duo thought to himself as he followed Heero down a wide hallway.
Heero, too, had a strange sense of familiarity with the mysterious boy. Wanting to investigate this matter further, he led Duo to his chambers and closed the door.
"So…um…what are you going to do with me now?" Duo asked nonchalantly.
"Be thankful you're not in the dungeons right now, boy!" Heero replied sharply. "Learn to respect your saviors."
"Hmmmph. Who are you anyway?" Duo asked.
Heero had taken a slight liking to this longhaired youth.
"I am Heero, prince of Sumpaaria and son of King Jaye."
Duo's eyes widened in disbelief. "Prince of…of Sumpaaria? I thought I had killed you!"
"Can't be!" Heero gasped. "Duo of Lethian?"
Duo smiled menacingly. "So, finally, we meet again."
TBC…
Wahoo! I'm working on the next chapter, don't chya worry! Be patient for a few days okay? Please R&R, thank you! 1x2 is a comin' don't ye fret!