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Note: This was for a contest from Shades of Color. It didn't win and I wanted to post it somewhere.

Bad lemon. This time just because I can't write lemons. 3x4

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PART ONE

Chapter Four

"What? But we don't have our own virus!" Duo was beginning to think that the virus had gone to Heero's head.

"But Treize doesn't know that." Trowa caught on.

"Exactly." Heero nodded.

"Okay, so then how do we get to Treize?" Duo asked. Nobody had a reply right away.

"Wufei." Quatre suddenly said. "Treize probably expects him to report back with our condition. If we could get in the way Wufei did, then we should have no problem getting to Treize." He explained.

"One problem." Duo announced, "Well, two actually." He shrugged. "The first one, and pretty obvious, is that Quatre and Heero can't help us. And the second one, Wufei threatened to kill Treize next time he sees him." He reminded them.

"I can put it off for peace." Wufei mumbled, though a big part of him wanted to wrap his hands around Treize's neck and squeeze until the body under them was limp and lifeless.

"I may have a solution for the first problem." Heero grabbed his laptop and began to type. "Although Quatre's not going to like it."

Quatre's eyes grew wide, as if he knew what Heero was planning. "I'm not using the Zero system!" He vowed. Duo, Trowa and Wufei were surprised at the suggestion and looked at Heero expectantly.

"If we want this plan to work then you have no choice." Heero glared over the top of his computer screen as he typed something. "I've been running tests and adding new programs on Zero. With what I've added, you should have no problem." He shrugged, showing Duo the programs first.

"But you can't be sure. I don't want to do that again." Quatre shook his head, refusing to remember. He sank back against Trowa, all of his energy gone.

"Treize needs to see five of us Quatre." Duo said as he looked up from the programs. "With the new added touches Heero's given it, it will give you your strength and eye sight back." Duo promised.

"The only problem we might have is you killing Treize." Heero sighed.

"Oh, I might kill Treize, but what will stop me from trying to or actually succeeding in killing one of you guys?" Quatre asked, "And besides, how am I supposed to be on Zero when I'm not in my Gundam?"

"Dr. J has been working on something that I asked him to create. It's a small device that goes around your ear, like glasses much less, except there is a slight transmitter that goes into your ear." Heero explained. "When we are on L1 I'll show it to you. You will be attached to the main system and someone else will be attached to an extended part of the system, they will have control of your thoughts against the enemy."

Quatre was quiet for a long time but finally whispered something to Trowa. Trowa nodded and the two of them got up. "Heero, I'm sure you can explain everything to us a little later.but we've got something we need to do." He said.

Heero nodded, understanding.

"Hey Tro." Duo dug through the duffel bag Trowa had brought it. "I saw this while looking for junk food, which by the way you have nothing of, and I think you'll probably need it." The braided pilot through something at the silent clown.

Trowa caught it and realized it was a tube of lubrication. He looked at Duo and smirked. "Never knew you were so thoughtful, we'll keep it in mind Duo." He said and the two of them left the safe house.

When the door had shut Duo waited a few minutes then stood up and looked at Heero, "Did you have to mention the Zero system?" He all but yelled at his lover.

"It's the only way." Heero said calmly.

Duo sat back down and crossed his arms. "Fine, but I'm not going to be responsible if Quatre does somehow get a hold of Treize. I say we find a better way but hey, I'm only the God of Death here, I can't think of everything." He continued to talk to himself then noticed Heero's silence and Wufei's as well as the Shenlong pilot looked over the notes of Heero's computer. "Okay, what is it now?" Duo asked, knowing there was something Heero hadn't told them and by the look of Wufei he knew it as well.

"I didn't mention something." Heero sighed looking away guilty. That was the first give away that something was wrong, Heero looked guilty. "Once Quatre is on Zero, we can't take him off."

***

Trowa watched Quatre as the smaller boy walked in front of him. Quatre's body was stiff and Trowa could tell that he was upset. "Quatre?" He saw the body jerk, as if startled, then the smaller boy collapsed. Trowa gasped and quickly caught the falling body. "Quatre? Are you alright?" He asked, looking Quatre over slightly.

"I'm fine." Quatre assured him. "Can we go somewhere, like.a cliff? It's almost dawn and I want to see the sun rise if that's okay." He wondered.

Trowa helped him to his feet. "For you little one, anything." He promised then looked around for a good spot. They had been walking up hill after leaving the safe house and had been walking for a while now. Spotting the perfect place, Trowa led Quatre there.

"This place is a beautiful spot." Quatre smiled, looking around the area. The grass, as much as he could see looked green and it was soft and cool under his bare feet. He could make out the other mountains, bordering t the edge of the lightening blue of the sky where the sun was beginning to show signs of life.

Together, they sat in the plush grass. Trowa held Quatre in front of him as Quatre rested his head on Trowa's shoulder. They were quiet, listening to the other's breathing.

"I love you." Quatre said softly as the sun began to peak over the tops of the tall mountains. It glimmered beautifully above the high peaks. This was peace. Quatre wondered how many of the Oz soldiers had looked at a sunrise. If Treize had ever watched the sun rise.

"I love you too." Trowa whispered, resting his head on Quatre's shoulder, one of his hands gently tracing designs across Quatre's bare stomach. The small Arabian had walked out of the safe house in what he had been wearing, boxers.

"Can you do me a favour Trowa-chan?" Quatre asked, finding Trowa's free hand and holding in between his own.

"Oh course." Trowa nipped at Quatre's neck, making the smaller boy giggle. Trowa was going to miss that. The small sound of Quatre's giggling was enough to make Trowa smile.

Quatre turned in Trowa's embrace and smiled softly. "Promise me that you'll find someone who makes you happy." Trowa watched as Quatre's eyes began to shimmer with tears. If he couldn't make Trowa happy himself he wanted someone to do it.

"Quatre." Trowa began to shake his head but Quatre grabbed the sides of Trowa's face and kissed him hard. Trowa opened his mouth slightly to let Quatre enter. Quatre slipped his tongue passed the lips, tasting heaven.

"Please Trowa, promise me." Quatre said, kissing Trowa's lips between words. "I don't want your life to end with mine." It had taken a lot to get Trowa out of his shell, Quatre didn't want his hard work and especially not Trowa's hard work to be a waste and have the boy retreat inside himself again.

"I promise Quatre." Trowa finally whispered, "But no one could ever and will never replace you." He sealed his words with another kiss.

When they separated Quatre smiled weakly. "Make love to me?" He asked shyly. Trowa answered by gently lying Quatre back against the soft grass. The Heavyarms pilot pressed his lips against his angel's as his hands fumbled with his clothes until soon they were both naked.

"We don't have to do this amour [1]." Trowa whispered gently when he felt Quatre's body start to tremble.

"I want to." Quatre assured him.

"But you're trembling." Trowa pointed out gently as he caressed Quatre's cheek.

Quatre smiled, though the smile was radiating sadness. "I'm trying not to cry Trowa." He whispered softly.

Trowa nodded, understanding. "You've never hid your feelings before, don't start now." He whispered and as his fingertips brushed over Quatre's skin, a tear followed them. Trowa gently kissed it away.

Quatre pulled Trowa up to his face and they were locked in a desperate kiss until breathing became a necessity. Trowa began to gently kiss Quatre's neck, then moved down his slender body gently nipping and licking at the soft skin. As Trowa traveled lower he felt Quatre's hands in his hair, urging him on. Trowa smirked to himself as he stopped at Quatre's stomach, dipping his tongue into Quatre's navel, tickling him. Trowa felt the smaller body tense and gasp in pleasure. As Trowa continued to kiss every bit of the milky white skin of Quatre's stomach his hands slid down to Quatre's inner thighs.

Quatre moaned, his fingers dug into Trowa's hair. The feather light kisses and light tingling caresses were driving him mad and turning any coherent thought to mush. "T-Trowa." The name flitted from swollen lips. "Please." Quatre arched up, begging for Trowa to touch him. He gasped when Trowa complied.

The silent pilot tickled the sensitive head with his tongue and gently grazed his teeth across the skin. Quatre cried out, jerking his body forward. Relaxing his throat muscles, Trowa swallowed Quatre's entire length. He used the tip of his tongue again, to tickle the underside of Quatre's erection. Quatre arched into Trowa's mouth as his head thrashed from side to side.

"Trowa.I'm." Quatre moaned as he released his essence. Trowa swallowed every drop greedily, then he moved back to Quatre's face. He kissed the panting blonde, sharing his taste. After a war of tongues Trowa broke the kiss and lay beside Quatre. The Sandrock pilot cuddled against Trowa's body and they lay in a content silence.

While resting, Quatre's hand found its way to Trowa's neglected hard on and he gently stroked the throbbing flesh. Trowa moaned quietly and it wasn't long before he felt the familiar tingling start to burn within his body. Just when Trowa thought he'd explode, Quatre withdrew his hand. Questioningly Trowa looked beside him at the smaller boy.

Quatre's bright sea water green eyes looked up at Trowa shyly. "Come inside me?" Quatre whispered softly.

***

"Can't take him off it?" Duo looked at Heero with wide eyes. "Why not? Quatre's going to die while he's on the Zero system? That just ain't right Heero! We all know that that's one of his worst nightmares, the ones next to the nightmares where he kills one of us while on the Zero. There has to be another way!" The braided boy ranted.

"Cryogenics." Wufei suddenly spoke, getting both pilots' attention. Nobody said anything for a long time and Wufei began to worry that he had angered one of the pair. How, he couldn't comprehend.

"You wanna turn Heero and Quatre into Popsicles?" Duo finally broke the thick blanket of silence. He looked doubtful.

"I was merely suggesting it. If both pilots are frozen then they will not die. We can work on finding a cure that way." Wufei explained. They should have thought of it before!

Duo began to think about it silently and noticed that Heero was already on his computer emailing J. "I like it Wu. I like it." The God of Death grinned. "Now we gotta talk to Trowa and Quatre."

"Go find them." Heero grunted from his computer.

"What?! Me? Are you crazy? I'm not about to interrupted them when you know damn well what they're doing!" Duo exclaimed, picturing Trowa throwing knives at him. He shuttered, that wasn't a pretty picture.

"This is important." Heero replied, keeping his back to Duo as his fingers clicked over the keys.

Duo crossed his arms, refusing. "So is what they are doing." He said.

"Delay then! Walk really slow." Heero growled.

Duo sighed in defeat. "Fine, but if Trowa kills me, then that's your problem." He mumbled and left the safe house. "Damn it. Why do I have to go find them?" Duo mumbled to himself as he kicked a stone up a pathway. He didn't want to intrude on them in one of their most intimate moments. It would embarrass Quatre and Duo knew how private Trowa was.

With that thought Duo realized that Trowa had been more open suddenly. // Ever since we found out that Quatre was dying. \\ Duo nodded, understanding. Th whole deal with Quatre dying had caused the banged pilot to open up in front of everyone. // Hn, Heero's loosened up a bit too, but not much. Although we did fuck with Quatre in the room. \\

As Duo rounded a slight corner along the path he stopped in his tracks, his jaw hitting the ground below him and his eyes bugged out at the sight that met his eyes.

Quatre arched against Trowa's body as Trowa thrust into him, hitting that spot inside him that made him scream. Trowa had Quatre's arms pinned above the blonde's head so he couldn't touch himself. Trowa ravished Quatre's chest, neck and face, biting and sucking his nipples, nipping at his neck and attacking those swollen pink lips.

"Please.Trowa." Quatre panted before Trowa captured his mouth, thrusting his tongue inside. Slowly, one of his hands slid down Quatre's withering body and began to pump his weeping shaft. "Oh! Harder, please Trowa!" Quatre begged. Trowa quickened his rhythm and soon both he and Quatre had cried out in completion.

While the smaller boy rested, Trowa cleaned Quatre of his own spunk, using his tongue. He rested beside the blonde after kissing him, sharing the taste again. When they broke the kiss Quatre looked at Trowa, his eyes shining, innocent. "When the time comes, will you hold me when I die Trowa? And before you say anything, I don't want you to if you don't want to." Quatre said.

Trowa only smiled softly. "Yes, mon petit ange.[2] I will." He promised. Satisfied, Quatre let himself slip into sleep. Trowa smiled to himself as he traced patterns on Quatre's stomach, making sure the boy was really asleep. "Okay Duo, you can come out now." He spoke.

Duo stepped out from behind the slight corner where he had been watching. He hadn't been watching to get a thrill or to be perverted. When he had looked at Towa and Quatre he simply could not take his eyes off of them. They looked so.right together. "Sorry." Duo mumbled.

Trowa looked at him and smiled shortly. "Don't be. I heard you coming but.I suspect that whatever you want is important." He shrugged.

Duo nodded. "I'll wait for you a little way down the path." He said, then left the two in silence. Trowa proceeded to dress himself and Quatre. When they were both dressed, Trowa picked up the sleeping angel and carried him down the path towards Duo. "How is he?" Duo asked, then grinned. "And I don't mean how was he while you two were doing your thing." He winked.

Trowa rolled his eyes, but appreciated Duo's humor. "He's tired and will probably sleep for a while." He looked down at the sleeping boy. "He was using his uchuu no kokoro to draw strength from me. I could feel it."

"He can do that?" Duo wondered, not knowing all the things that the Arabian could do using his 'space heart'.

"Only when we're as intimate as we were." Trowa replied quietly, knowing that Quatre always focused on Trowa's pleasure when they made love. The blonde would be able to tell what Trowa was feeling and knew what would give him more pleasure. // Always giving, aren't you Quatre? \\"Mon pauvre prince malade." [3] Trowa whispered.

Duo didn't ask what Trowa had said. But he sighed, "Sorry about walkin' in on ya. Wuffie and Heero nominated me to come find you." The American blushed slightly.

Trowa actually smirked. "They knew you'd enjoy the show." He said and continued walking even after Duo stopped and just stared at him.

"Damn." Duo mumbled to himself, then ran to catch up. Neither boy talked as they made their way back to the safe house, letting Quatre sleep. They both knew he'd have to be woken once they reached the tiny cabin.

Sure enough, Heero woke him at once, then everyone sat down in a small circle. "What's so important?" Quatre mumbled, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he leaned against Trowa's shoulder.

"Wufei thought of an idea that could keep you and I alive until a cure is found." Heero stated and immediately had Quatre's full attention; Trowa's as well.

"How?" The banged pilot wondered suspiciously.

"Cryogenics." Wufei answered.

Nobody said anything. Then the same doubtful look that Duo had worn crossed Quatre's face. "You freeze us?" He asked. "Can Gemini be contained that way?" He asked.

Heero took over from there. "I don't know. Dr. J is running tests with the blood samples he has. But if it works we need to know if you agree." He looked at Quatre.

Quatre was silent for a moment, contemplating his answer. Finally he took a breath. "Yes, I agree. But who knows how long it will take to find a cure? I don't want to wake up in a world where there is no Trowa, Duo or Wufei." He whispered.

Heero nodded in agreement. These pilots had become his friends, his family; he didn't want to live without them either. "Dr. J will keep us in his lab and if the cure is found too late then whoever is.in charge of our bodies will have us destroyed. We'll never feel a thing." Heero reassured Quatre.

"There's one more thing." Duo said. His arms were crossed and he was glaring at Heero. This action caused Quatre and Trowa to look at the Wing pilot curiously.

Heero sighed. "Quatre, do you agree to use the Zero?" he asked quietly.

Quatre looked at him. "I have no choice. Treize must see all five of us." He nodded; though he thought of Zero made him feel sick.

"Alright. Here's the problem." Heero began. "Once you are on Zero, we can't take you off. You'll have to be frozen on the system, and if it comes to it, woken up on the system." He said, almost mumbled.

"What?" Quatre looked horrified. He sat up from Trowa's warm body and stared at Heero with wide unseeing eyes. "Why?" he demanded, his body beginning to tremble. The Zero was pure evil and Quatre hated the thought of being under its power for so long, even if he was going to be asleep.

"Calm down Winner." Wufei spoke. "If you were to be taken off the Zero system you would immediately die of exhaustion." He explained. "Yuy added a few programs that will allow Zero to give you strength, but while its giving you strength, the system will also be draining you."

Quatre quieted and leaned back against Trowa. His quiet voice seemed small and frightened. "When does this happen? When do we leave for L1?" He asked after a long moment of silence.

"We'll leave at nightfall." Heero said. "We should probably rest. Duo slept some and he's agreed to keep an eye over things." He looked at his koi who nodded.

Reluctantly the group separated. Duo sat in a corner so he could survey the entire room. Heero lay peacefully in his arms, dozing lightly, every sound waking him. Wufei sat by the fire, keeping it lit so it would warm the house. It had gotten cool, being up in the mountains, and it would, more than likely warm up as the day went on. Trowa sat in the corner, opposite of Duo and Heero. He protectively held the sleeping Sandrock pilot in his lap. Quatre's dreams were filled with memories of Zero.

Duo watched as sleep eventually caught up to Wufei, then Trowa. He had been the only healthy pilot to sleep and Quatre and Heero had been weakened. At the thought of his lover, Duo looked down, smiling softly when he spotted his braid in Heero's hand.

Frozen. The harsh word echoed through Duo's seemingly vacant mind. Heero would be frozen until a cure could be found. How long would it take? Was there even a cure to find? Duo wouldn't survive without his other half for long. // Just when I find someone who Death can't catch, he's taken from me. \\ Duo thought melancholy. // Not exactly by death either, something much worse, separation. \\ He sighed as he stared at the relaxed body. "We'll find a cure Heero, Death promises." He whispered.



[1] Amour means 'love' in French. If I have the word set wrong I apologize, but the only language I do speak is English.

[2] Mon petit ange - My little angel.

[3] Mon pauvre prince malade. - My poor sick prince.



To be continued.

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